"Is that really the case?" Zhun Ti chuckled, "I think you yourself should know better, the current demon clan seems to be brilliant, but in fact it is in danger, once that plan is completed, your uncle Donghuang Taiyi will become a thorn in the side of the Heavenly Dao." At that time, under the joint action of our saints, do you really think that the demon clan will be able to continue to be brilliant? ”

"You know this, that's why you agreed to Poor Dao's suggestion and returned to the demon clan as an undercover agent, didn't you?"

Zhun Ti's words finally revealed Lu Quan's true identity!

He was actually an undercover agent sent by Buddhism, with the identity of the prince of the dignified demon clan and the only living bloodline of Emperor Jun, but he was willing to become a pawn of Buddhism. This, if Di Jun knew about it, he would definitely kill this disobedient and unfilial son who betrayed his family with his own hands!

Lu Quan's face was gloomy, and he said, "Enough, what do you want to do?" ”

Zhun Ti smiled: "Don't do anything." I just want to remind you of who you are now! ”

"By the way, looking at the residence you are in now, it doesn't look like a gorgeous place, haven't you been taken back to the palace by Di Jun to be the crown prince?" As he spoke, there was a hint of surprise radiating from Zhun Ti's old eyes, as if he really didn't know what Lu Jian would experience after returning to the demon clan!

"Humph!" Lu Jian snorted coldly, "This is what I deserve, since I betrayed the demon clan, then after returning to the demon clan, I will naturally have to pay the price." Now, being demoted to a minion is all I deserve! ”

"Really?" Zhun Ti said with a smile.

Swish! A few simple words revealed Lu Quan's current identity, and with some words, the brilliance on the lotus seed dissipated, and once again turned into the most ordinary lotus seed, and fell into Lu Quan's arms. And after all this, Lu Quan's expression became more and more gloomy.

It looks like a thunderstorm can erupt at any moment!

……………………

Pingchu Basho looked at the kingdom, and Tianjie was unaware of it. Dropout only boarded the shy long election, and Shu rolled the tide back to the west. The snow is early, and I am riding a donkey. It is the middle of the spring all year round. It is not as good as the hibiscus falling, and the five watches of the shoulder breath are relieved.

The two emperors of the demon clan and the twelve ancestors of the witch clan have returned one after another, in the eyes of most of the creatures in the flood wilderness, this means that the Three Realms are about to break out of an earth-shattering change, maybe I don't know when, the dragon chair of the Jade Emperor will have to abdicate and make way for Xian. Or, the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are at war again!

Surprisingly, a thousand years have passed.

Whether it is the witch clan or the demon clan, there has been no big move for a long time. Millions of demon clans, tens of millions of troops gathered on Beiju Luzhou, and the three hundred and sixty-five Zhou Tian demon gods were all replenished, once again forming a terrifying array of three hundred and sixty Great Luo Jin Immortals.

But he didn't launch an attack on the desolate land for a long time, let alone go against the heavenly court and seize the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, the Jade Emperor!

Unless someone provokes them without knowing whether they are alive or dead, otherwise, the demon clan seems to live in a corner of Beiju Luzhou, and they are already completely satisfied!

Very similar to them, after the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan appeared, they only regained the power of the underworld, and cut off the claws of the Buddha Gate and the Heavenly Court that were originally stretched out more and more. Then, he guarded the one-third of an acre of land in Nadifu. Everything seems so calm!

But anyone with a heart can see that the current calm is just the last trace of peace before the storm!

On this day, Zixiao Palace.

Zixiao Palace, located thirty-three days away, is the dojo of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, since Hongjun Dao Ancestor joined the Dao, it has become a holy place in the minds of countless monks, and no one can desecrate it. And in the Zixiao Palace of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, there were three thousand monks who came to listen to the sermon in the past.

These three thousand monks are known as the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace!

But since the three sermons in Zixiao Palace, the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace have been fighting, coupled with the changes of time, the desolate land has been constantly changing, and most of the three thousand guests have fallen, and only about thirty or forty are still alive. But most of these beings have also gone into hiding.

Even the desolation of the world has not been able to wake them up!

Today, the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace have only reproduced a few of the one or two hundred!

And among these existences, there are very few people who are qualified to become disciples of Hongjun Dao Ancestor. Sanqing: Taishang, Yuanshi, Tongtian, the two saints of the West: Zhun Ti, Jieyin, Our Lady of the Human Race: Nuwa, they are the disciples of Hongjun Daozu. The rest, although he is also called Hongjun as a teacher, is not Hongjun's real disciple.

In Zixiao Palace, there is no beginning and no end, no life and no destruction, no top and no bottom.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor has become one with the Heavenly Dao, and has advanced to the realm of ruthlessness and lovelessness, selflessness, and immortality, and the Heavenly Dao, which can be called the most mysterious and terrifying existence among the Three Realms. I don't know how many years have passed, and he has been sitting cross-legged on that futon.

It seems to be an eternal statue, and it is also like the embodiment of the Tao between heaven and earth. On his delicate and handsome face, he couldn't see the slightest flickering expression, and between his eyebrows, there was no emotion at all, as if there was nothing in this desolate world that could attract his attention.

It's impossible to be sure if he's sitting there now is the real him!

Trample! Trample! Trample! …… A dull sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, echoing in this Zixiao Palace, blending with the silence of this Zixiao Palace that would never dissipate, it was so loud. In the Zixiao Palace, where there should only be Hongjun Dao Ancestor, a second existence suddenly appeared!

But even if someone else came to Zixiao Palace, it still didn't cause the slightest change in Hongjun Dao Ancestor, he still sat there cross-legged, and his demeanor seemed so calm.

Swish! The crisp footsteps became louder and louder, and in the midst of these footsteps, a figure appeared!

The golden robe, full of green silk erected with a golden crown, is so elegant, on top of the handsome and delicate face, with a trace of strength, the whole body exudes fiery mana, with the charm of a man, step by step, towards Hongjun Daozu!

Swish! In front of Hongjun, there were seven futons, which were the places where only his disciples were qualified to sit.

Gu Xiao came to Hongjun step by step, glanced at the seven futons on the ground, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, he didn't even look at the futons on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the Tao emerged, and the vitality condensed, and it turned into a majestic and sacred throne.

Syllable! Gu Xiao Da Ma Jin Dao sat down, and looked at Hongjun Dao Ancestor together, in those bright and sharp eyes, he did not have the slightest fear, as if the person sitting in front of him now was not the supreme Heavenly Dao Hongjun, just an ordinary person!

Looking at Hongjun in front of him, Gu Xiao's expression was extraordinarily calm. looked at each other intently, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, as if he wanted to see a flower from the tender white face of Hongjun, an old immortal!

Swish! I don't know how long time has passed, Hongjun finally opened a pair of eyes and looked at Gu Xiao's eyes.

What kind of eyes are they? The disillusionment of the stars, the cycle of life and death, full of infinite avenues, containing everything between heaven and earth, as if they were two real worlds, and with such a pair of eyes, it was impossible to see even the slightest emotion.

Even, just by looking at it, you can't help but be afraid. Just because in front of Hongjun, it makes people wonder if he is naked, and there is no secret that can be kept, shuddering!

"You're finally here!" Hongjun looked at the figure sitting in front of him, without the slightest touch of offense, and said calmly, "Poor Dao thought that you would come here after you were resurrected. I can't believe that after a thousand years, you will only be here! ”

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