Chapter 211

The time of the third sermon is not specified, but it is known that it will begin after 3,000 years, because the owner of this sermon gives a maximum of 3,000 years of rest.

The mighty of the desolation were horrified to discover why time passed so quickly!

Time is slow when you hear a sermon, and time flies fast when it is over.

After a few years of rest, many monks have been wandering for a while, and then they find that the next time they hear the sermon is coming, and their hearts are like ashes. Even Sanqing on Kunlun Mountain, after pinching his fingers to calculate that the hearing had entered the countdown, his face changed slightly.

Lao Tzu said abruptly: "I'm going to listen to the sermon again." ”

The words fell, and the two younger brothers in the Kunlun Palace ran out together.

"What time is it?"

"No, it won't! I'm relieved! ”

Yuan Shi and Tongtian's expressions were different, among which Tongtian was particularly excited, as if he would catch him again and understand, he would draw his sword and knock Hongjun to death.

Lao Tzu poured two cups of spiritual tea for them, "Calm down, it is said that you only heard the sermon three times, and you will endure it and it will pass." ”

Lao Tzu, who is dedicated to the Tao, also has a headache for listening to the Tao at this time.

"Did Grandpa tell you that?" Tongtian sat down with a big grin, poured down the water that his eldest brother poured for him, and poured the spiritual tea into his throat, turning into a cool breath to brush away the irritability in his heart.

Yuan Shi stared directly at Lao Tzu, hoping to get more "whistleblowers".

Lao Tzu said, "Yes. ”

"I asked about other things, but Grandpa didn't say." Lao Tzu waved his long sleeves lightly, and the empty teacups on the table disappeared. He looked at Yuan Shi, who said with some regret, "If only Grandpa could reduce the preaching time." ”

It's not that he doesn't cherish listening to the sermon, but the content of the sermon is too gradual, and he and the other great powers of the desolation have just listened to the whole process from the cultivation of ordinary immortals to the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

After that, the quasi-holy way was of great significance to them, and Yuan Shi listened very carefully, but unfortunately, according to Hongjun's predecessors, the next time they heard the way of the saints, they didn't know if they could understand the cross-level "Tao" with their realm at this time.

Tongtian also responded: "Yes, I was tired of listening to it before, and I was afraid that I wouldn't understand it later." ”

Lao Tzu's flat shoulder didn't know when it came out, and knocked it all over the sky.

"It's better to know than not to know."

"Ahh

Tongtian shrank his head.

"When the time comes, let's go early." Lao Tzu continued to remind his two younger brothers, "Don't be the same as last time. ”

Yuan Shi agreed: "After all, it's the last time." ”

He felt relieved inside.

Tongtian said depressedly: "We weren't much late last time, at most we were one step later than Liansheng, Garuda, and Kong Xuan." ”

Lao Tzu's gaze was once again on Tongtian.

Shut your mouth.

The second brother is easy to mess with, and the eldest brother is not easy to mess with!

While Sanqing was preparing for his next sermon, Liansheng was still walking slowly in the wilderness, occasionally fascinated by the unique scenery.

It didn't take long for him to come to the vicinity of the Netherworld Blood Sea again, and there was a sense of solemnity in his indifferent expression. Ten thousand years ago, he had been here once, and he had met the lord of the Blood Sea in Houtu and this place, and now when he came again, he found that the Netherworld Blood Sea had become even more terrifying.

The spirits of the dead wander above the sea of blood, and countless karma is shrouded in it, and the filthy sea of blood pollutes these confused souls, and the resentful power in the soul feeds back to the sea of blood.

In this way, the Netherworld Blood Sea has become inaccessible.

Liansheng's eyes were full of compassion, "The flood wasteland is vast and rich, and the spiritual energy and spiritual roots are everything, I don't know how many times better than the chaotic chaos, why are the living beings always not satisfied, and must fight for other people's things, and finally destroy themselves?" ”

Pangu gave a free and bright world, but all living beings were moving towards the point of destruction and desolation step by step.

Karma condenses cause and effect, cause and effect entangle the famine, the catastrophe comes out, and the heavens and the earth will be chaotic.

"This calamity-" Liansheng's clear eyes darkened slightly, and inadvertently, there was an indifference overlooking all living beings, "You brought it on yourself." ”

The sea of blood is calm, only the yin wind brought by the undead.

"Lotus Fellowship?"

A man in a blood-colored robe appeared on the beach, ignoring the filthy waters beneath his feet, and walked all the way to the area around Liansheng.

Seeing him, Liansheng became shy again, "Styx river friend. ”

The other party is the owner of this place.

Styx Ancestor's eyes flashed with surprise, he had always had a strange fear of Liansheng, whether it was the other party's subtle insight into the world, or the feeling in the depths of his soul, he couldn't treat Liansheng like a stranger.

He couldn't help but be curious, and asked casually, "What do you see here?" ”

Liansheng said blankly: "I'm just here to see the scenery......"

Styx Ancestor: "......"

Most people in the Flood Wilderness avoided the Netherworld Blood Sea, and only two heterogeneous people, Liansheng and Houtu, came to see the scenery.

Staring at this seemingly innocent, but actually as white as a piece of paper, the Styx Ancestor said angrily: "I don't have any scenery here, it's all messy souls, if you want to see the scenery, you can go to Buzhou Mountain!" ”

Subconsciously, he said that he was not Zhoushan.

It's a pity that Liansheng shook his head, "Buzhou Mountain is the territory of the Wu clan, I can't go over, the ancestral witches are too enthusiastic." ”

Enthusiastic?

The Styx Ancestor looked him up and down strangely, he had never known that the Ancestor would be enthusiastic about an outsider...... Wait a minute! A scene of Zixiao Palace listening to the sermon appeared in front of his eyes.

The back soil is clearly distinguished and has special respect for Liansheng!

When he had nothing to do, the Styx Ancestor walked with Lian Sheng on the shore for a while, enjoying the ghostly scenery of his own Netherworld Blood Sea. On the way, he asked, "Fellow Lotus Sheng, I can't see your roots, who are you?" ”

Liansheng replied simply, "I am the adopted son of Rahu, a native of Mount Meru. ”

It's the same as not saying!

The ancestor of the Styx River Qingten, feels that the people in the vein of Mount Meru are his nemesis!

"As for the roots." Lian Sheng saw his displeasure and said hesitantly, "I have a relationship with you, can you take out your karmic fire red lotus and lend it to me?" ”

Styx Ancestor snorted coldly, "My karmic fire red lotus? ”

His eyes were full of malice and anger, his companion Spirit Treasure Fire Red Lotus had long been taken away by Rahu!

Lian Sheng looked at him puzzled, and introduced himself: "I am the Twelve Rank Reincarnation Purple Jade Lotus. ”

The Styx Ancestor was shocked on the spot.

The Twelve Pins Lotus Platform was able to transform into a human!

Probably due to the innate advantage, the spiritual root transformation is extremely difficult, among the ten major spiritual roots, only the Bodhi tree is formed into Zhunti, and the rest of the innate spiritual roots do not have much wisdom, they are just plants that are captive by the Heavenly Dao.

The Twelve Rank Lotus Platforms are more special among the spiritual roots, not only can they suppress qi luck, but also can attack and defend together, they are stronger than the ten spiritual roots in terms of strength, and the possibility of transformation is very low.

In these lotus platforms, the twelve-grade pure world blue lotus led by the head was taboo by the heavens as soon as it was born, and the lotus, lotus leaves, and lotus roots were split and became the innate spiritual treasure in the hands of Sanqing. The twelve-grade merit golden lotus is missing, the twelve-grade world-destroying black lotus is in the hands of Rahu, the lord of Mount Meru, and the twelve-grade karma fire red lotus is also taken away by the other party, and he knows for the first time that in addition, there is also the existence of reincarnation purple jade lotus in the world!

Styx Ancestor couldn't help but ask, "How did you get shaped?" ”

Liansheng described the experience very simply, "I can transform after surviving the Heavenly Tribulation." ”

The Styx Ancestor was powerless.

Where is this kind of thing so light!

Liansheng said sincerely: "You have a lot of questions. ”

Styx looked at him with evil eyes, "My karmic fire red lotus was taken away by your father!" ”

Liansheng was confused.

After a long time, this person is still the object of bullying by his father?

After telling the secret of the seizure of the spirit treasure, the Styx Ancestor felt that he couldn't hold his face, and turned around to return to the Netherworld Blood Sea. However, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, why did Liansheng know that the Karmic Fire Red Lotus was originally with him? This matter is a secret.

"Wait a minute." Liansheng hurriedly called, and the Styx Ancestor stopped.

Liansheng felt a little guilty, but still admonished: "Don't touch the undead in the Netherworld Blood Sea, they have their own place in the future." Styx Ancestor said disdainfully: "If I thought they were an eyesore, they would have been scattered a long time ago, where would they stay with me for so long." ”

Lian Sheng was stunned, and smiled happily, "It's me who is too worried." ”

"Thank you."

Immediately, the purple-clothed young man left his gratitude and obediently left the scope of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Styx Ancestor rested on the surface of the sea, his blood-colored robe close to the same color as the sea, strange and ominous. He stared at the place where Liansheng had left, "Why do you thank me...... Sure enough, father and son are more eccentric than the other......"

The words of the Styx Ancestor floated on the surface of the sea, and no one could give him an answer.

Three thousand years ago, another major event occurred in the midst of the flood.

This incident instantly attracted everyone's attention, because the two lich clans released their words and decided to fight a decisive battle at this time! None of them want to wait for each other to grow any longer! The Demon Clan can have a more powerful way of being a saint, but the Wu Clan does not!

All the Ancestral Witch could do was to defeat the Demon Clan Cultivators before they became stronger!

And that's what the demon clan thinks!

Before the ancestral witch became stronger and stronger, kill one or two ancestral witches, so that the twelve heavenly gods could no longer form a great array, and the witch clan lost the hole card of Pangu's true body! Then the Wu clan will not have to be afraid!

In this war, Luo Hu also obeyed Di Jun's order and joined the demon clan's Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array. He is in charge of Rahu Xing, one of the seven fierce stars, and he is a star monarch with a special status, except for Emperor Jun and Taiyi, the rest of the star monarchs are not qualified to order him a word.

In various cases, the power of the two large arrays increased to an incredible level.

The Lich uses the Flood as a battlefield and fights earth-shattering!

Mountains and rivers hiss!

Seeing the countless casualties of the two clans, and the complaints of the creatures of the desolation, Rahu felt that if he didn't paddle again, the lich war was coming to an end. He covered his lower abdomen at a critical moment and said painfully: "No...... I have a stomachache. ”

Then he slipped away.

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