There are many gourds in heaven and earth, but there are only three of the most famous. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lao Tzu's purple gold gourd, Lu Zhudao people's immortal flying knife, and the ninety-nine red cloud scattered gourd of the Red Cloud Ancestor.

The person Wu Ming is now incarnated as the Hongyun Ancestor, plus Lao Tzu is here, and there are rumors that the Lu Zhudao person is the prince of the Demon Court, which is really the same as the myth.

"Three gourds, we happen to have three people here, so let's use one of them." As soon as Wu Ming opened his mouth, Lao Tzu took the lead.

Between the three gourds, Lao Tzu took a fancy to the purple-golden, half-human-high purple-gold gourd.

I saw that with a move of his right hand, the purple gold gourd flew over, circled around Lao Tzu twice, and merged into the Yuan Shen with a whoosh.

"A good gourd, used to raise Dan is the most wonderful, good, good, good..."Feeling it with his eyes closed, Lao Tzu also nodded and praised, looking very satisfied.

Donghuang Taiyi stepped forward and made a move, attracting the golden gourd.

This golden gourd is small and exquisite, it looks only the size of a palm, and the killing aura is very thick.

Stretching out his hand and stroking the gourd twice, Donghuang Taiyi smiled slightly, and said to Di Jun: "This gourd is golden, which is very compatible with the sun and golden fire, and it can just be used to make a flying knife for cutting immortals." ”

The purple gold gourd is there, the immortal slashing flying knife is also there, and only the fiery red gourd is left on the gourd vine.

Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi glanced at each other, Zhen Yuanzi looked happy, and said: "You don't have an innate magic weapon to be around, you have your own shortcomings in attack and defense, this fiery red gourd came in time, it is simply tailor-made for you!" ”

Faced with the temptation of the innate magic weapon, Zhen Yuanzi was not moved at all, and there was only a blessing in his eyes.

Wu Ming nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand and pointed at the fiery red gourd, and the gourd naturally fell off the vine and landed firmly in his hand.

"My name is Hongyun, and this gourd belongs to me, so let's call it Jiujiu Hongyun Scattered Gourd." After Wu Ming finished saying this, the brilliance flashed on the red gourd, and nine more cloud marks appeared.

At the same time, a piece of information came from the gourd, and there were hundreds of millions of gourd seeds in this red gourd, which could be turned into hundreds of millions of gourd sand, specializing in the flesh and soul.

Being hit by these gourd sand, no matter how powerful you are and your magic power is boundless, you will also be destroyed in the flesh and scattered.

Of course, if you can't hit someone, then you don't need to say anything, it's a shortcoming of this magic weapon.

"Brother, we seem to be late..."

With the words, two more golden rays of light fell, turning into the two Fuxi brothers and sisters.

Nuwa looked up at the gourd vine, and when she found that there was nothing left on the gourd vine, her eyes were full of frustration: "Brother, all the good things have been taken away, and nothing is left." ”

"If not, forget it, let's look elsewhere." Fu Xi opened his mouth to comfort a few words, but he underestimated his sister's willfulness.

At this time, Nuwa is not a dignified and luxurious saint Niangniang in the future, and the elves are weird and headaches.

Hearing her brother Fuxi's persuasion, Nuwa had a three-point evil smile on her face, came directly to the side of the gourd vine, pulled out the entire gourd vine, and threatened: "It's all here, others eat meat, why don't we have to drink soup." I think this gourd vine is very good, just take it back for decoration, and it is not empty-handed. ”

Wu Ming and the three of them divided the gourd, Nuwa carried away the gourd vine, and the goose plucked its feathers.

This time there was a harvest, and Wu Ming and the others had a stronger desire to hunt for treasures, and they scattered one after another.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years of time passed like a white horse, and slipped away unconsciously.

In the past hundred years, Wu Ming has found another palace-type magic weapon, named Huoyun Palace, which is regarded as the foundation of his life.

Zhen Yuanzi was a little luckier than him, and found a stone tablet in a mountain stream, which is the famous book from the ground.

As for the others, Wu Ming didn't know what he had gained, but considering his own and Zhen Yuanzi's gains, he thought that the others were similar.

When the treasures are exhausted, the heavens and the earth will be repeated.

In the next few hundred years, Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi had no more gains, and the thoughts of the treasure hunt slowly faded, knowing that it was time to leave.

After leaving Buzhou Mountain, Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi lived in a shallow way and buried themselves in penance all day long.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the outside world suddenly came with the news that the innate beings were killed by the dragon and phoenix clans.

For this news, Zhen Yuanzi didn't care, only Wu Ming, a later man, knew that this was a signal that the dragon and phoenix clans were going to rise.

At the beginning of the catastrophe, the heavens were killed, and the world's great supernatural powers had their own senses.

During this period, there is no talk of a great tribulation, but as long as the cultivation is high to a certain level, you can feel the ominous aura of the outside world.

As a result, many powerful people have retreated and practiced in order to avoid the catastrophe.

Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi are no exception, the dragon and phoenix clans have nothing to do with them, and they have no plans to wade into troubled waters, as for who is the protagonist of heaven and earth, what is the difference.

In the vastness, I don't know how many huiyuan, just slipped away quietly.

In the world of the outside world, there is already a pattern of dragon and phoenix competing for hegemony, and the pattern of dividing the world is endless, fighting endlessly for the position of the overlord of the world.

The place where Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi were located had become a shelter for many people, and some innate beings with weaker cultivation had come here to seek refuge.

In the face of the dojo of the two great supernatural powers, the dragon and phoenix clans also showed enough respect, that is, don't make trouble for me, I will not exist for you.

That's it, hello and I'm a good mess, time passes very fast.

When Wu Ming woke up from the retreat once, he suddenly found that there were many fewer monks seeking refuge, and when he asked, he learned that the ancestral dragon had fallen, the phoenix ancestor had attained nirvana, and the current dragon and phoenix clans were no longer good.

"The supernatural powers are invincible for several days, and I know that this dragon and phoenix clan is a grasshopper after the autumn, and it doesn't last long."

Wu Ming said to Zhen Yuanzi like this, in exchange for Zhen Yuanzi's rhetorical question: "Then you say, where is the current number of days?" ”

"In a person, a person who has a destiny, is destined to be extraordinary." Wu Ming said very vaguely, and he didn't even dare to mention that name.

This name that can't be mentioned is Hongjun, and after the opening of the sky, Wu Ming inquired several times, but he never heard the news.

He firmly believes that Hongjun in this period must be ahead of everyone, and he is about to achieve the rank of saint.

So he can't call him by his name, otherwise Hongjun in the dark has his own sense and knows who is talking about himself.

"How can there be such a person, I think it's because you think too much, the destiny is ethereal, how can it be grasped by others!" Zhen Yuanzi didn't care about Wu Ming's statement, and Wu Ming also laughed and said nothing.

In the blink of an eye, it has been hundreds of millions of years, although the dragon and phoenix clans have not withdrawn from the stage of history, and they have lost their former glory.

Among them, the dragon clan retreated to the land of the four seas, and the phoenix clan retreated to the Phoenix Volcano. Heaven and earth have once again returned to the beginning of the opening of the sky, when there was no order and only strength, and Wu Ming was also waiting for Hongjun to appear.

"My name is Hongjun, I have achieved the saint fruit position today, and those who are destined can come thirty-three days away, and listen to the mixed yuan Dao fruit in the Zixiao Palace..."

Open the sky and transform into shape, not Zhou Mountain treasure hunting, dragon and phoenix compete for hegemony, Hongjun becomes holy...

Unconsciously, the years seem to have gone through a cycle, and a great era is about to begin, and this era is called ...... Age of All Saints.

"Hongjun has become holy, time flies so fast, I, the Red Cloud Ancestor, am almost to the moment of death!" Ever since Wu Ming came here, he no longer thought about the time when the Red Cloud Ancestor was dead.

In his previous life, Wu Ming knew that the death of the Red Cloud Ancestor was because he offended Kunpeng in the battle for seats.

And when I listened to the lecture for the third time, Hongjun Ancestor gave him the opportunity to become holy, and the seven Hongmeng purple gases.

The first six Hongmeng purple qi, Hongjun Ancestor gave it to the disciples who had a futon, and the last group was left to Hongyun who gave up his seat, which is the reason why Hongyun was hated by others and was finally attacked to death.

This time, Wu Ming felt that no matter what he said, he couldn't give up the holy seat, so it was best to pull Zhen Yuanzi to sit on it together.

With such a big change, I think Hongyun's fate should also be changed, after all, the key reason for Hongyun's death is because he did not become a disciple of Hongjun Ancestor, and he became a leader in the eyes of others.

"Zhenyuan, let's hurry up and go thirty-three days away, after entering the Zixiao Palace, you will sit down when you see the futon, whoever asks you for it will not let it go to him, remember?" Wu Ming pulled Zhen Yuanzi and went all the way to the thirty-three days away, and admonished bitterly.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't know what to expect, but out of mutual trust, he nodded heavily and agreed.

Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and said that the general trend of the world cannot be changed, and only the small trend can be changed.

The controversy for sanctification is not small, but he wants to see how much his prophetic foresight has had an impact on the general trend of the world.

After three hundred years, he finally came to the chaos of Hongmeng thirty-three days away.

There are constant storms in the chaos, and these winds are the same as the winds on Buzhou Mountain, and those who are not cultivated enough will definitely not be able to break through.

When he arrived at the Chaos Border, Wu Ming saw that there were already many people waiting here.

Some of these people can be named by Wu Ming, and some can't be named, and they are all powerful people in today's era.

Everyone is talking about who Hongjun Ancestor is and what is going on with sanctification.

It can be seen that these people are amazed by Hongjun Ancestor, who can summarize Hongjun's ability to summarize the Honghuang in his voice, and they are also afraid of Hongjun Ancestor's strength.

In this unclear situation, if they want to go directly to Zixiao Palace, everyone has a little drum in their hearts, and no one wants to be the first person to eat crabs.

After all, the first person to eat crabs has enjoyed a taste that others have not enjoyed, but who knows whether the crab is fat or deadly?

During this period of flooding, the law of the jungle was pursued, and the strong had the right to enjoy everything the weak.

After such a hesitation, many people did not dare to go in directly, even though they came early, so Wu Ming saw it, and many monks hesitated.