Chapter 1325: The Fate of the Iron Fan
Xin Han took the Hongmeng purple gas, and naturally he couldn't let the red cloud carry the black cauldron, stood on the top of Wanshou Mountain, and transmitted the sound to the entire flood three times: "Hongmeng purple gas, the foundation of the avenue, has been given to the real person by the friends of the Red Cloud Dao, who wants to win the opportunity to become a saint, just come to me Xin Han is!" ā
For example, the voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu's announcement instantly spread throughout the desolate land, and the strong people of all races reacted differently to Xin Han's acquisition of Hongmeng Purple Qi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The melon-eating masses of all ethnic groups exclaimed: "Heroic, it's really interesting, one person has resisted this thunder!" ā
There was an unknown demon monk next to him and asked, "What is the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and what is the foundation of the Great Dao?" ā
In an instant, hundreds of disdainful eyes looked at him, and one of them, a monk who was also a demon clan, said disdainfully: "I don't even know the foundation of the Great Dao, just like you, you are still cultivating, go back and eat!" ā
The monk's face flushed, and he argued, "I am a nine-eyed lizard in shape, and I only eat insects, not milk!" ā
ā...... Is that the point? ā
"Isn't it?"
"Really?"
"Isn't it?"
......
Not to mention the fact that the two dead-eyed goblins fell into an infinite loop, just saying Xin Han's words discouraged countless powerful people from the desolation and dispelled the idea of seizing Hongmeng Purple Qi.
What kind of person is that Xin Han, but he is the anti-heaven existence that resisted the two demon emperors alone and broke the Zhou Tian Great Array, and now that Hongmeng Purple Qi has fallen into his hands, don't think about it if you don't have the strength of a quasi-saint.
And those strong people with quasi-saint strength are all from Zixiao Palace, and they have seen Xin Han's perverted methods, except for a few bold ones, there are also some extravagant hopes, and other powers have been given up directly.
In the heavenly court, Di Jun directly flipped the table: "Dao Ancestor said that the thief is destined to prove the Tao with his strength, what he wants the foundation of the Great Dao to do, is to go against my demon clan!" ā
Kunpeng is also uncomfortable to death in his heart, this thing has been thinking about how to pick up the leak, if it is possible, who doesn't want Hongmeng purple qi, who doesn't want to become the eighth saint in addition to the seven saints under Hongjun!
He rolled his eyes and provoked: "Your Majesty, don't forget, that cold can't be used, his iron fan is also a fellow disciple who listens to the sermon in Zixiao, Your Majesty still made a plan early, don't let that iron fan be sanctified!" ā
"Too much deception!" Di Jun was furious after hearing this, but there was nothing he could do for a while.
Donghuang Taiyi has a plan in his heart: "This matter is not in a hurry, I think where the foundation of the Great Dao is so easy to be understood by people, then Hongyun is fine, but what kind of character is Zhen Yuanzi, he still can't understand the Hongmeng purple qi, just rely on that woman...... Hehe! ā
Donghuang Taiyi shook his head, showing a look of disdain, obviously not optimistic about the iron fan.
Di Jun knows his brother very well, as soon as he saw Donghuang Taiyi's demeanor, he knew that the other party had an idea, and hurriedly asked, Donghuang smiled: "That thief took Hongmeng purple qi, and he must find a hidden place for the iron fan to understand, doesn't he care about those human beings, as long as he leaves ......"
In addition to Di Jun who lifted the table, there was another person who was no less angry than him.
In the Wa Palace, Nuwa threw the jade cup in her hand to the ground, smashed it, and said angrily: "That thief is planning against me, and he is looking for death!" ā
In fact, Nuwa also coveted the last Hongmeng purple qi in her heart, although she became holy, but her brother Fuxi had not yet detached, so she had been calculating the final landing of that purple qi.
In her calculations, Emperor Jun and Donghuang became pawns in her hands without knowing it, and in the end, the Hongmeng purple qi could only fall into her hands as the foundation of her brother Fuxi's sanctification.
The most important thing is that Nuwa knows how to comprehend the secret of Hongmeng's purple qi, and in her opinion, neither Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, nor even Emperor Jun and Donghuang have this fate.
But that person is different, he is very likely to penetrate the secrets of the foundation of the Great Dao, so as to sanctify the iron fan, which Nuwa is extremely unwilling to see.
Fu Xi saw that his sister was furious, and the fairy fairy who served in the Wa Palace was so frightened that he trembled, and couldn't help but persuade: "Forget it, even if you can't be sanctified, who can bully me with you!" ā
Nuwa glanced at her brother with disgust:
"What does the eldest brother know, if the thief proves the Tao with his strength, the little sister, the saint of merit, will be pressed by him, not to mention him, even if it is other saints, what is my merit saint, if the eldest brother can also become a saint, you and I are two heavenly saints, what are you afraid of from now on!"
The more Nuwa spoke, the more reasonable she felt, and said in a deep voice: "No, no matter what, you have to get that Hongmeng purple qi in your hands!" ā
Fu Xi sighed lightly in his heart but didn't speak, when the two of them were never sanctified, they couldn't help Xin Han, and later their sister became sanctified, but they also lost face in the hands of the thief, and they also formed a deeper grudge.
So in his heart, he was not optimistic that his sister could take advantage of the thief and seize the purple qi.
Some people were angry at Xin Han's victory of purple qi, and some people were happy because of it, and the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan sat together, and Qiang Liang laughed and said: "Happy, this kid is a little overbearing, but it is the temper of our Wu clan, and joining forces with him to fight against the demon clan is the right step!" ā
The other ancestral witches were also happy, only Tianwu snorted: "Don't be too happy, I think that kid may fall into the trap of the demon clan at some point, and he may lose Hongmeng purple qi!" ā
Di Jiang said with a smile on his face: "You are underestimating that person, before Zixiao heard the Tao, he was only in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, so he roamed the wilderness, robbed and plundered, until today when have you ever seen something like him spit out?" ā
When he said this, the other ancestors and witches laughed when they thought that this was indeed the case, as long as the demon clan did not produce a second saint, the witch clan would still have a glimmer of life.
After Xin Han spread the news that Hongmeng purple qi had fallen into his hands to the entire flood wilderness, he said goodbye to Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi and left Wuzhuang Temple, and went back to the human race first, and instructed the girl of the turtle spirit to cultivate diligently and stay here to protect the human race, and he himself directly teleported back to the Immortal Palace of Huaguo Mountain.
As soon as he came back, he immediately found an iron fan, told the matter as it was, and injected Hongmeng purple qi into his primordial spirit.
Xin Han and Kunpeng guessed the same, Tie Fan is also from Zixiao Palace, and among his wives, she is the only one who has the hope of comprehending Hongmeng Purple Qi, so after he starts with this purple qi, he will leave it to Princess Tie Fan.
When the iron fan saw the Hongmeng purple qi, he was not happy but worried: "Xianggong, this Hongmeng purple qi may not be a blessing, if I can't understand it thoroughly, it will only cause trouble!" ā
Xin Han shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I have some guesses about the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and if you want to comprehend this Hongmeng Purple Qi, you should need great merit!" ā
He is not talking nonsense, Nuwa's merits in creating people and heaven are incomparable, and it is the most prosperous after the opening of the heavens, Sanqing itself has great merits, and his own talent is incomparable, so he naturally easily beheaded the corpse and became a saint.
And the two talents of the Western Sect are enough, and they also set up a religion to behead the corpse, but the merit of partial birth is insufficient, and in the end they can only make a grand wish in exchange for merit.
Therefore, in Xin Han's view, whether it is merit sanctification or beheading corpse sanctification, this merit is indispensable, but it is more or less.
Xin Han took out the remaining golden light of innate merit in the Qiankun Ding, and also directly hit the iron fan Zhihai: "Quickly absorb the merits and comprehend the foundation of the Great Dao!" ā
The iron fan didn't dare to slack off, and just in front of Xin Han, he began to comprehend the Hongmeng purple qi in the sea of consciousness, but he didn't expect to let his own father-in-law say, and a few months later, the golden light of innate merit actually began to merge with the Hongmeng purple qi.
At the same time, Hongmeng purple qi is still gradually transformed into something that the iron fan can understand, and begins to merge with the original god, of course, if it is not for the iron fan to listen to the Taoist ancestor preach three times in Zixiao Palace, even if these are meritorious golden light, I am afraid that they will not be able to understand the great avenue mystery in Hongmeng purple qi.
However, most of the merit golden light that Xin Han obtained was harmed when the two of them were refining the weapons in Biyou Palace and Tongtian, and there was not much left, and the Hongmeng purple qi and the iron fan Yuan Shen were less than one-tenth of the same, so they stopped.
Xin Han was civilized, and suddenly smiled: "Isn't it merit, go to Xianggong and take you to brush up on merit!" ā