The red cloud incarnated by Wu Ming is very similar to the red cloud in history, and it still fell into the hands of Kunpeng and Styx. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The battle for the holy throne is the lead, and the point is that after the third sermon, Hongjun Ancestor gave the last Hongmeng purple qi to Hongyun.

What is Hongmeng Purple Qi, that is the opportunity for sanctification, the license of the Heavenly Dao for the saint.

With this thing, it is equivalent to stepping into the saint position with half a foot, and in order to get the Hongmeng purple qi in Hongyun's hand, the power of the shot is not two or three.

In the Wuzhuang Temple, the breeze and the bright moon poured tea and water, and Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi sat cross-legged.

After listening to Zhen Yuanzi's three sermons, countless people besieged him in the chaos, and Wu Ming was also embarrassed for a while.

There are three thousand Taoists in Zixiao Palace, all of whom are not supernatural powers.

If it weren't for Nuwa, Sanqing, and the two sages of the West who had become disciples of Dao Ancestor, they wouldn't be able to keep Hongmeng Purple Qi, and the Red Cloud Ancestor incarnated by Wu Ming would have no heavenly reason to be immortal.

"Although Hongmeng Purple Qi is good, it is too hot, without the protection of Dao Ancestor, whoever touches that thing will die. And after your fall, Hongmeng purple qi is also gone, some people say that Hongmeng purple qi was taken away by Dao Ancestor, and some people say that Hongmeng purple qi fled to other worlds, and there is no complete statement to this day. As far as I know, even now, the Sanqing and the two saints of the West are still looking for the whereabouts of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and I believe that after you return from recovery, you will inevitably be involved in the whirlpool. ”

Zhen Yuanzi didn't ask about the whereabouts of Hongmeng Purple Qi, let alone whether Hongmeng Purple Qi was in Wu Ming's hands, but admonished: "If the machine is covered up today, if it weren't for you and I who have known each other for countless years, I wouldn't have thought you would return." Listen to me, it's better to go to other worlds, and come back after the turmoil subsides, I can dispatch my body to protect the path for you, and it will be easy to do it when you become a quasi-saint and have the power to protect yourself. ”

Wu Ming's current mana is only the peak of the Earth Immortal, which can't escape Zhen Yuanzi's eyes.

Hearing this, Wu Ming shook his head slightly, because he knew that Hongmeng Purple Qi was not in his hands, and his real self came back from the second sermon, and he didn't even see Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"Don't talk about me, how are you now, how many corpses have you beheaded?" Wu Ming remembered that when he left, Zhen Yuanzi was already almost at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and now several tribulations have passed, at least he is a cultivator who has beheaded corpses and become enlightened.

"All three corpses have been beheaded, and they are only close to achieving the holy position, but this step is the rarest." Zhen Yuanzi did not hide it, and told his experience of beheading the corpse.

There's nothing to say about it, the ginseng fruit tree, the book from the ground, are all innate magic weapons, and it is not difficult to cut off two corpses.

The third corpse is a little more troublesome, Zhen Yuanzi is slashed with mana, which is slightly weaker than the magic weapon to behead the corpse.

However, this weakness is also relative, there are not many people in the world who have three innate spirit treasures, even when Nuwa and Zhun Ji were sanctified, they only used magic weapons to behead two corpses, and the last corpse was also cut off with mana.

Of the three thousand Taoists in Zixiao Palace, most of them are beheaded with one magic weapon, a few are two magic weapons, and there are very few who are not saints and behead their corpses with three magic weapons.

As far as everyone knows, there is only one person who is still alive, and that is the Netherworld Sect Master Styx Ancestor.

The Styx Ancestor was born with the principle of killing, and the accompanying magic weapons are one for Ah Nose and the other for Yuan Tu, all of which are innate spiritual treasures.

And under the sea of blood of the River Styx, there is also a twelve-grade blood lotus, which is terrifyingly profound, and is also known as the first person in the world today who is still alive under the saint. "The Eastern Emperor and the ancestral dragon are dead, they can't be counted. 》

"The pegs that came out of the house rot first, and the Styx is not easy to mix now, right?" Wu Ming asked rhetorically, in exchange for Zhen Yuanzi's smile and nod.

It's not easy to mix, although the three magic weapons are powerful, but they are not to the point of resisting the saint.

Zhun Ti, the two saints in the West, has always regarded the failure to behead the corpse with three magic weapons as the biggest stain in his life.

Since the Styx Ancestor beheaded the corpse with three magic weapons, he was beaten to the door by Zhun Ti at two ends in three days, if it weren't for the sea of blood not drying up and the River Styx not dying, I am afraid that he would have been peeled and bone-drawn by the cautious Zhun Ti.

But that's it, the Styx has not been very good in recent years, and the six realms of reincarnation have been established in Houtu, and Buddhism has suppressed purgatory with the king of Jizo.

As long as the Styx Ancestor dares to show his head, Zhun Ti will knock on the door, and after going back and forth, Styx simply hides in the boundless sea of blood and does not come out, and the two sides have almost torn their faces.

Zhen Yuanzi has been talking about the changes over the years since he preached three times and talked about the changes in the past few years.

Wu Ming listened attentively, this era is the era of saints, and the power of Zixiao Palace basically either went to other worlds, or retreated and couldn't wait for the opportunity.

The current world is no longer the world of innate beings, and everything that happened in ancient times is more like a dream after waking up from a dream.

When people in the world mention the power of the Immortal Dao, the first thing they will think of is Heavenly Court, and they will think of Yang Jian, the true monarch of Erlang.

When I think of the Buddha, it is definitely Shakyamuni Buddha, and as for who the Zhun Ti and the guide are, nine out of ten do not know. The rest of the one may be surprised when they hear the name of the introduction, but it turns out that this is Amitabha.

"Times have changed, and those who have come forward are all juniors, the disciples of the Three Sects and the Two Sages of the West have all become legendary figures, and you and I have become old antiques. Last time, at the invitation of Yuan Shi Tianzun, I went to Yuqing Realm to preach to Taoist disciples, and found that there were five generations of disciples in the exposition. Those people gathered together in twos and threes, asking each other who I was, and when I heard those words, I didn't know why, and I suddenly felt a sense of sadness. ”

Zhen Yuanzi said with emotion, Wu Ming understands his state of mind, because this is a change of the times.

When listening to the lecture in Zixiao Palace, the name of Zhen Yuanzi was mentioned, who didn't know that it was the Great Divine Ability, the ancestor of the famous Earth Immortals.

But the vicissitudes of life, the junior who expounded the teachings like the Antarctic Immortal Weng has become a portrait of the ancestor who is worshipped, and the second-generation disciples like Yang Jian have become the ancestors in the mouths of others, and Zhen Yuanzi said that he is not old, who will believe it.

It's no wonder that the five generations of disciples who expounded the sect didn't know him, to be honest, let alone the five generations of disciples, even if the second generation of disciples came over, there were few people who could tell who Qingzhen Yuanzi was, and some were just hearsay.

Therefore, when I saw my own saint and patriarch, I was unaware of the courtesy of this nameless old Taoist.

In fact, it's no wonder that the saints are embarrassed when they mention the past events of the opening of the sky, and where will they say more to the disciples under them.

It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't talk about it, after all, for these new generations, Kaitian sounds like a myth, and if you hear too much, your head is big, and it's not enough to pursue these ancient myths.

In the eyes of others, these people are myths, and they are not happy to become Buddhas and ancestors. But in the eyes of these people, you and I are myths, belonging to people who sound like they don't understand, and feel very powerful, but they can't tell any stories. Oh, this is really wonderful, no wonder you feel sad, this is the times are slowly forgetting us, there are fewer and fewer people in the same era, and the years are erasing our traces. ”

Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi talked and laughed, and in the eyes of Qingfeng and Mingyue, it was not appalling.

He can understand Zhen Yuanzi's sigh, but everyone knows that this is something that cannot be changed.

Just like in Wu Ming's eyes, Zhen Yuanzi is still a good old man, the soft-tempered Yuanzi.

But in the eyes of these juniors, and even those who have heard of Zhen Yuanzi's prestige, Zhen Yuanzi is high up, and it is better to worship him, rather than sit down and chat a few words.

For the world, these ancient powers have a retreat, that is, several guild elements, and the dragon sees the beginning but not the end.

But for these ancient powers, is the retreat really for cultivation, don't you know that when you reach the realm of beheading three corpses, retreat and penance are no longer useful.

No, everyone knows it, and no one knows better than them what it means to practice retreat.

At the beginning of the opening of the heavens, time was impermanent, and there was no meaning at all.

At that time, everyone was in retreat, seeking to go further, but now everyone is in retreat, and they want to avoid this gradually strange world.

The saint is ruthless, the avenue is ruthless, but it is ruthless and merciful.

In this world, there are a few people who understand this sentence, and ruthlessness is just a cloud of people, and who knows the ups and downs.

If you are really ruthless and desireless, then what else do you cultivate, everyone just go to be a stone.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that, your top priority now is to find a place to restore mana, and everything else is secondary. Among us in the Zixiao Palace, if one of us counts as one, there is no one below the quasi-saint realm. You also belonged to the first echelon before, and you were embarrassed to say hello when you saw those old people who didn't cut off three corpses. ”

As soon as Zhen Yuanzi said this, Wu Ming also paused for a moment and asked, "Old man, what old man?" ”