Ha ha~

In the Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuan looked at the red cloud like a fool.

I saw Hongyun laughing excitedly, the three innate materials, although they were not very precious, but for him, they were really no worse than the innate spirit treasure.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you don't understand, you don't understand at all, hehe."

Hongyun pointed at Zhen Yuanzi and couldn't close his mouth at all, a few pieces of broken petal white lotus, he finally knew why the Bodhisattvas of Buddhism in the later period all had white lotus platforms.

It turned out to be cultivated like this, although it was not a very good spiritual treasure, but it looked good.

The faucet crutches are wasted, well, just clean up as scrap first.

Ten Thousand Immortal Array Diagram! When he thought of this, the corners of Hongyun's eyes burst into tears, and he saved the last touch of aura, which Tongtian didn't know that he had a Qiankun Ding, otherwise he would definitely not be so generous.

Although it is impossible to restore the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation Diagram to its original form, at least with the help of the last trace of innate aura, as well as the formation mystery (answer) he wrote down, he can barely recover a little.

"Haha, Zhen Yuanzi, you have to learn more in the future."

Excitedly pointing at Zhen Yuanzi's disgusted expression, Hongyun smiled angrily.

At this time, he finally knew that the Ten Thousand Immortal Array of the Sect of the Fengshen Period was definitely from here, and Tongtian definitely comprehended the Ten Thousand Immortal Array and comprehended his own Ten Thousand Immortal Array.

In the same way, Zhun Ti, who glanced at the east and the west, did not remember it completely, and it was still incomplete, which is why Buddhism in later generations was not as good as the Ten Thousand Buddha Array of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.

There is also a sacred lotus platform of the Bodhisattva in Buddhism, which will never be seen again.

"Yes, I don't understand, let alone understand, the prince of the East is just like this."

Zhen Yuanzi sighed disheartenedly and said, Hongyun, who had just taken a bite of the ginseng fruit, was stunned, and his eyes were a little dull.

Zhen Yuanzi, who watched this scene, shook his head and sighed, "Maybe this is what the teacher said about the saints who are all ants." ”

"The life of an ant is as thin as paper."

With a faint sigh, Zhen Yuanzi revealed a faint sadness for some reason.

Under Hongyun's dull gaze, he kept asking himself in his mind, when did he start?

It seems that the moment he becomes a saint, as if life has been sublimated, and all creatures that were once living beings are life forms of a lower grade in his eyes, like ants.

Moths fighting fires, ants being crushed to death at will, will higher beings mind?

No!

But if they were two worlds and two grades of lifeforms from the beginning, they wouldn't mind at all, but they also came step by step from ants.

Confused! Eyes are sloppy!

What is a saint? The evolution of life, shouldering the mission of Taoist ancestors to educate sentient beings?

I don't know how long it has been, when Hongyun's eyes are clear again, the moon is already in the sky outside the hall, and the sky is full of stars.

A pillar of sandalwood, a light of tea, one person alone to a mountain, one heart to face a lifetime.

Ten thousand years of sandalwood green smoke, a light of tea fragrant, at this moment Hongyun showed a smile on his face, after the sense of crisis disappeared after sanctification, under the chic smile, as if he had put himself in another world.

You are a red cloud! He is a saint of the wilderness! I am a saint of Mahayana Buddhism!

Turning his head to look at Zhen Yuanzi, who was dressed in an apricot yellow robe, he slowly opened his eyes at this time, and at this glance he saw that the red clouds that once seemed to be close but were in another world returned.

"A thousand years have passed, congratulations to the Red Cloud Sage on taking a step closer to his cultivation."

Zhen Yuanzi shook off the dust, and suddenly the falling leaves and dust outside the Wuzhuang Temple disappeared with the wind, as if this long thousand years were flicking his fingers in front of the immortals.

"Hehe, Zhen Yuanzi, Zhen Yuanzi, rest assured, the red cloud is still the red cloud of the past."

Hongyun's smile this time was three points closer, this was the closeness to the desolate world, and it was more real.

At the same time, Hongyun couldn't help but sigh, no wonder the path of cultivation is lonely, and the retreat is thousands of years, you can only find people who are on the same path, otherwise you will only find yourself unhappy.

At the same time, this is also the first time that Hongyun has truly comprehended the heavens and the earth, when he was in Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun preached, as if he had brought them into the heavenly space, and he directly told all the questions and answers, which is different.

This time it's his own realization!

"It's just a thousand-year-old understanding, how can you Hongyun be like you have attained the Tao all of a sudden."

Looking at Hongyun's thoughtful appearance, Zhen Yuanzi smiled and scolded angrily, but Hongyun glanced at the other party with a look of joy in the eyes of a non-fish.

Saint One Heaven Realm!

Well, he is still a saint in the realm of heaven, he is just a change in mentality, and he is not comprehending the law or the Great Dao.

"Not eating?"

"Yes, I won't eat it."

Under the starry sky, the red cloud flew out of the Wuzhuang Temple with a white cloud, and under the loud call of Zhen Yuanzi, he waved his hand without looking back.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was standing outside the main hall, shook his head with a smile, stepped on the floor paved with the essence of the mountain stones, and was stunned the moment he stepped on the clouds and turned around.

"Red Cloud!"

Zhen Yuanzi's angry voice echoed in the night sky of Wanshou Mountain, and he saw that the jade plate in the main hall was smooth, and even the ginseng fruit that Hongyun had eaten just now had disappeared.

Needless to say, it must have been Hongyun who relied on his saint's supernatural powers to take all the ginseng fruits unknowingly.

........

Fire Cloud Cave.

After returning to his nominal dojo, Hongyun couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Although it cannot be compared with the famous top dojos such as Buzhou Mountain and Kunlun, it is also a first-class cave blessed land in the flood wilderness.

At least it's no worse than Wanshou Mountain and Mount Meru.

After slowly returning to the dojo, Hongyun squinted at the human race that had now spread all over the place and had formed a monk civilization.

Monk civilization system? Or maybe it's cultivating immortal civilization.

After all, the two Lich Clans in the Flood Wilderness have experienced an unknown number of Yuan Hui, how can they still drink blood, and the Terrans are not stupid.

Especially in this world of highly cultivated immortal civilization, how could the human race still drink blood.

Nowadays, the desolate land can't be said to be full of adventures, at least it's easy for the human race to pick some ordinary spirit fruits to strengthen themselves and extend their lifespan for hundreds of years.

In addition, Lao Tzu and his Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi specially deduced various Taoism methods for the human race, and with the help of the Wu clan, if the human race still drinks blood, it will be direct nonsense.

The way of heaven is also blind and will look at the human race, so that the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth.

"It's a good development, but it's a pity that I was born in the Lich Age."

Looking at the current development of the human race, Hongyun shook his head and sighed, the two lich clans have almost condensed the general trend of the world, which is the so-called luck, the human race seems to be developing well, but the two lich clans do not withdraw from the flood and let go of the luck of the world, and the human race has no future.

Cities of cultivating immortal civilizations have sprung up from the ground, although they are still called by the name of the tribe, but they have entered the sequence of cities.

Because of the existence of the Wu clan among the human race, there is only small-scale friction, and more of them still support each other to overcome the difficulties of various powerful demon beasts.

However, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and even their saints cannot avoid the seven emotions and six desires, not to mention all living beings.