Chapter 264: The Empress with the Wrong Painting Style
"It's a great blessing to be able to discuss the Tao with three Taoist friends!"
After explaining their understanding of the mixed element, Hongmeng clapped his hands in admiration, revealing a look of admiration.
"I know today how wonderful the heavens and all the worlds are."
Although Hongmeng and Sanqing are both strong in the mixed yuan realm, but after discussing with Sanqing, he has to admit that there is indeed some gap between the first creature bred in the Hongmeng space and the Sanqing who are also in the mixed yuan realm.
In addition to the unique qualifications of the Three Qings and the perfect Great Dao Law of the Flood Desolation World, the Flood Desolation Saints can also reflect the heavens and project to the thousands of worlds beyond the chaos.
This point can make Hongmeng, who has lived in Hongmeng space for more than a thousand years, envious.
Relying on the projection of the countless worlds, the thousand worlds and the small worlds outside the chaos, they can not only see the various different cultivation systems of the heavens and ten thousand worlds, but also comprehend the Tao rules of different worlds, draw inspiration and Dao comprehension that are beneficial to themselves, and always strengthen their own foundation.
Compared with Hongmeng, who can only work behind closed doors at home, the Saints of the Flood Desolation are really lucky.
"Daoyou has won the prize."
Yuan Shi Tianzun slowly stroked his beard and said lightly, his face was not inconspicuous, and he still looked as calm as a mountain.
Lao Tzu didn't say anything, his face was still calm, with a quiet and indifferent attitude, and he always maintained a calm and extraordinary attitude.
"Haha, Hongmeng Daoyou also has a unique view of the avenue, and the three of us have also benefited a lot this time"
Compared with the quiet Yuan Shi Tianzun and Lao Tzu, the Tongtian Sect Master was stroking his palms and laughing, and his laughter was hearty, as if he had returned to his previous rebelliousness.
Among the three brothers, he is the most arrogant!
After Yuan Shi became sanctified, he once complained that the doctrine of the Tongtian Sect "intercepting a glimmer of life" was too arrogant, isn't this a disguised way of saying that the way of heaven is not good?
As for Hongmeng, although he is slightly inferior in Taoism, he also has the envy of Sanqing.
If Hong Huang is regarded as a large company, then the sage is a member of the board of directors, and Tiandao is the majority shareholder who retreats into the background.
Even if the saint is supreme, he still has to be bound by the Heavenly Dao, and he is a group of ants in front of the Heavenly Dao.
The Harmony controller of the Harmony space is much luckier.
is also the manager of his own world, and he will also be subject to some constraints of the Heavenly Dao, but the work pressure is much easier than that of the Flood Saint.
The Heavenly Dao of Hongmeng Space basically doesn't take care of things, and delegates a lot of authority to Hongmeng and Lin Meng, as long as they don't touch the red line, no matter how they toss, they won't calculate them.
For example, with the wave of his hand, the Flood Saint can create a bunch of monks in the Golden Immortal Realm.
But jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, beyond the long river of time, the past, the future and the present are one Da Luo Jin Immortal.
Even a saint has no choice but to follow fate.
And the Hongmeng controller is relatively easy, as long as the first-level Hongmeng controller reaches an agreement internally, relying on the Hongmeng gold list, how many Da Luo Jinxian will have!!
"Alas"
Looking at Hongmeng and Lin Meng in front of him talking happily, there was no barrier between each other, Lao Tzu recalled the time before he became holy, and he couldn't help but feel a little touched by the scene, and sighed slightly in his heart.
Alas, all living beings in the wilderness envy the saints, but they don't know that the saints can't help themselves!
The Hongmeng and Lin Meng in front of them are also teachers and friends, with a harmonious relationship, unity and friendship, which is unimaginable in the flood wilderness.
Although the six saints of the flood wilderness are all from the Dao Ancestors, they have different minds and calculate each other, and even the Nuwa who likes to paddle has been calculated.
Even if the brotherhood between the former Sanqing was deep and intimate, Lao Tzu, who was the most able to pinch and calculate, did not expect that the brotherhood of Sanqing for many years would end with such a dismal result.
After the First World War, the two sects withered, and the three Qing brothers were on the wall, and they could never go back to the past.
But this is the destiny of heaven and man-made, and it is destined to happen to their brothers, so what can he do?
The higher the cultivation, the more you can experience the horror of fate, and you can't break free, you can't escape, you can't escape, you can't escape.
Well, in that case, let him go!
"Yang Xuan"
Yang Xuan, who was sitting with his eyes closed, sorting out what he had obtained this time, suddenly heard an ethereal and indifferent voice in his head.
"Huh?"
Yang Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly got up and saluted towards the position of the saint.
"Come here" The indifferent voice sounded again, and Yang Xuan's expression was shocked.
The saint actually called himself over! Is there anything else to tell?
When Yang Xuan was about to step forward, a low and tactful voice sounded in his ears.
"Yang Xuan, can you ......?"
The empress had a desolate face, begging Yang Xuan bitterly, the domineering spirit of being the only one in the sky and the earth on weekdays was gone at this moment.
She has no background and no outstanding heels, so she is not qualified to ask the saint to make a move!
After thinking about it, he could only put the next generation of empresses on the shelf, and continued to ask Yang Xuan for help with a cheeky face.
Yang Xuan didn't say a word, nor did he look at her, his eyes were closed, and his calm face didn't mean to be soft-hearted.
You've got it today.
The empress, who used to always have a cold attitude towards herself, actually began to beg for help today.
Seeing that Yang Xuan was indifferent and didn't say anything, the empress was slightly distracted, and then she realized that the former big brother next door also had an indifferent and ruthless side.
"Alas"
The empress sighed faintly, as if she had made a lot of determination, stretched out a pair of slender jade hands, gently grabbed Yang Xuan's arm, and her soft body also approached him.
Feeling that his arm was trapped in a ball of softness, Yang Xuan's eyebrows were slightly raised.
"I can agree to any conditions."
The empress smiled, revealing a smile that was enough to overwhelm all beings in the world, her face was beautiful, her eyes were like water, and she was looking at Yang Xuan with tenderness.
The originally indifferent eyes instantly turned into gentleness, but there was still a trace of nervousness in the depths of the eyes.
If this scene were seen by the other Heaven Covering Monks, their jaws would definitely drop.
Since the age of mythology, the first human empress in the world to become an immortal in the red dust, and there is no one in the ages, actually put down the shelf at this moment, and pleaded with others for help in this posture.
"Don't you even want face?"
Yang Xuan instantly understood what the empress with the wrong painting style meant, and sneered in his heart.
In order to resurrect her brother, the empress also fought hard, and even resorted to this method.
Yang Xuan was silent, stretched out his white palm, gently pushed away the jade hand that was holding his arm, and disappeared in front of the empress the next moment, leaving only the white-clothed empress with a lonely gaze.
I may be able to accomplish the mighty feat of the hometown here, but it's just ...... Feelings built on interests, once she doesn't need herself, she is nothing.