For what everyone thinks, Hongjun on the high platform naturally doesn't care, and still preaches on his own. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This time, in Zixiao Palace, most of the cultivators frowned, and it was a little difficult to understand what Hongjun said, but they had to listen to it hard.

But Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Tongtian, the three of them were thoughtful, and their breath was ethereal, and they once again entered the point of being true with the Tao.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan also sighed silently.

Sanqing inherited the Pangu Yuanshen, whether it is talent or comprehension of the Great Dao, he is far superior to others.

If it weren't for the War of the Gods, the three of them were calculated by the two sages of the West, and the original relationship was a little unharmonious, which greatly damaged the vitality of the exposition and interception of the teaching, and Sanqing also suffered a lot of losses, and was even coaxed by Hongjun to take the Falling Saint Pill.

However, it is precisely because of this that the three of them are ashamed and brave, and in the next few thousand years, the gods unknowingly laid out a shocking chess game, not only killing the two saints of the West, but also facing Hongjun.

I just don't know whether the Sanqing in the Journey to the West world is successful or not.

And now, with the passage of time, the Qingyun of Sanqingtou is like boiling hot water, the clouds are rolling, like the ups and downs of the waves, and the breath around the body is erratic, no longer quiet and calm.

One will be gentle and drizzly, one side will be peaceful, one will be peaceful, and one will be manic.

"Buzz!"

The first to move was Lao Tzu.

As he opened his eyes, he said lightly: "If you don't come out at this time, when will you stay?" ”

A flash of brilliance.

I saw a white-haired old man walking out of Lao Tzu's body, both in appearance and in the breath of his body, he was somewhat similar to Lao Tzu.

"The poor Taoist is too old and has seen Taoist friends."

Lao Tzu nodded: "You and I are one, why bother." ”

"Good."

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, and another flash of brilliance flashed, but it was taken back by Lao Tzu again.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Shi and Tongtian were also shocked.

Each had a Taoist who walked out of the two bodies, and the situation was almost exactly the same as what happened to Lao Tzu before.

Seeing this situation, the people in Zixiao Palace didn't know that Sanqing had successfully beheaded the corpse, and they couldn't help but be envious in their hearts, and even worse, they secretly made up their minds that they must collect innate spiritual objects and break through the quasi-saint as soon as possible.

In the Zixiao Palace, the Qingyun covers the sky and the sun, the clouds of various colors roll and roll, all kinds of breaths are diffuse, but they are distinct, they have never interfered with each other, the moral scriptures resounded through the void, the golden flowers and rui qi formed a rain of light, and the immeasurable starlight hung down for nine days, flickering non-stop, making people intoxicated.

The void above Dao Ancestor Hongjun has evolved into a vast world, and that world is evolving into an immeasurable world, which is wonderful, and the laws of creation are constantly deduced, it depends on personal chance!

As Sanqing beheaded the corpse, the sermon slowly ended, and the thunderous voice of the scriptures in the void slowly turned into murmuring, like a child's whisper, inaudible, and finally quietly, a needle falling to the ground seemed to cause raging waves!

After three thousand years, Hongjun Daozu stopped preaching, which couldn't help but make everyone feel a sense of loss.

After Hongjun Daozu glanced at everyone, he said: "Eastern Prince, you have great luck and can be recognized by Penglai Immortal Island, and in the future, the male immortals in the wilderness will respect you." Queen Mother of the West, you are deeply loved by the Flood Wilderness Female Cultivators, and the Flood Wilderness Female Cultivators will respect you in the future! ”

Hongjun's arrangement has disappointed many people.

Especially Di Jun and Taiyi, the two of them have long had an inexplicable eagerness to rule the desolate world, but now they are seeing Hongjun making the East Princes and the West Queen Mother become the heads of male and female fairies, not to mention how depressed they are.

And the East Princes and West Queen Mother, who were smashed on the head by good luck, were overjoyed in their hearts, and with the support of Hongjun Daozu, their status in the flood was naturally greatly improved.

The prince of the east is the condensation of the qi of the east to the yang, and the queen mother of the west is the qi of the west and the yin is condensed and formed, and both of them are now at the peak of the Da Luo Jin Immortal, and they are only one step away from reaching the quasi-saint.

"Teacher, I'm afraid that I don't have the ability to manage the immortals!"

Fortunately, the two of them were not stunned by the good luck that fell from the sky, but looked at Hongjun with a sincere face.

"Today, I will give you the dragon head and crutch of the prince of the east, and the queen mother of the west will give you the mantle of water purification. These two treasures are the treasures that I used when I was not enlightened, and they are both innate spiritual treasures. Now the two treasures are given to you and others, and you are helping you to manage the immortals of the world! ”

Who is Hongjun Dao Ancestor, how could he not know what the two of them think, with a wave of his hand, two pieces of treasure light flew out, and the eyes of the cultivators in the audience were hot.

Even Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Hongjun is the body of the Chaos God and Demon, and he is almost a figure from the same period as Hongjun.

Such an existence, I am afraid that when the heaven and earth first opened, I collected an unknown number of innate spirit treasures, and I am afraid that it will be very rich.

However, even if he knew that Hongjun had an innate spiritual treasure in his hand, and in the huge desolate world, how many people dared to touch Hongjun's moldy head, wouldn't it be the old birthday star who ate arsenic - is it a long life?

After seeing that others had no objections, Hongjun was expressionless, and said in a deep voice to everyone: "This sermon, the period of three thousand years has passed, and after a thousand years, Zixiao Palace will open again!" ”

After speaking, the sleeve robe waved.

Suddenly, everyone was involuntarily sent out of Zixiao Palace, the space regressed, and it was like a meteor flashing away, and before they could notice it, they were already standing outside Zixiao Palace.

This strength made everyone's hearts palpitate.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, had no time to estimate these, and at this moment he was already pleasantly surprised by the news from the clone.

It turned out that when his deity came to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, the clone was still hiding among the Wu Clan, always paying attention to every move of Pangu Palace.

Finally, after a thousand years, the Twelve Ancestors and Witches also led a part of their clansmen to go to various places in the flood wilderness to open up territories.

As for the Pangu Palace, only those few great witches were on duty.

"Good chance!"

Sensing this situation, the doppelganger left by Ye Fan also understood that this time the opportunity would be difficult to encounter in the future, so he did not hesitate, the laws of space operated, and the whole person approached the Pangu Hall silently.

Flying all the way, thanks to Ye Fan's attainments in the laws of space, the great witches in the Pangu Hall were unaware.

And as he entered the Pangu Palace, he gradually sensed the location of Pangu's heart.

"Bumper, bumper!"

I saw that in the deepest part of the Pangu Palace, there was a huge pool of blood, and in the blood pool, a heart the size of a hill, like a living thing, was constantly beating, and from time to time a drop of essence blood flowed out and merged into the blood pool.

"Pangu Heart!"

The target was in front of him, Ye Fan was naturally not polite, and with a move of his palm, he put away Pangu's heart.

And that blood pool, but there is no time to take care of it.

"What people!"