The guests in Zixiao Palace were shocked again.

Fang Cai did not break through, and easily suppressed them.

Now that he has broken through, what level of powerhouse is this cultivation?

Di Jun even had a different mind, if the boy of Zixiao Palace left Zixiao Palace, would there still be a need for his Heavenly Court to be established?

On the futon, Sanqing also changed color.

Even the most inactive Taishang is no exception, they are the teacher's own inheritance.

However, now, the cultivation of the personal transmission is not as high as that of a child.

What kind of face do these three relatives have to stand on?

Needless to say, the beginning of the heavens.

Even Taishang couldn't help but think about a point or two at this moment.

You can no longer suppress your own cultivation.

The essence of the eyes flickered, the Qingyun above the head unfolded, the glory of the heavens and the ten directions, the boundless merit emerged, and there were full of three flowers blooming, showing the mysterious avenue, and it became more and more intense, and I saw that the Qingyun was originally only one acre in size, and finally there was already a side of the world that was as big as the vastness.

In the Zixiao Palace, the gods felt a huge pressure again, and hurriedly used their magical powers to resist it.

In the end, the mystery of Taishang Avenue turned into a huge black and white yin and yang diagram.

Taishang's breath violently broke through the shackles and broke into an unprecedented new realm, the Yin and Yang Avenue was created, the quasi-saint coercion swept over, and the guests in Zixiao Palace once again felt the powerlessness of being manipulated to live and die.

After a while, Taishang's breath returned to flat, sitting cross-legged on the futon, his face was flat, the clouds were light and the wind was light, as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Shi Tongtian's face was shocked again, everyone has always been among the best, and the eldest brother actually broke through the quasi-saint so quietly?

When they looked at each other and the Xuan Gong was running, they wanted to continue to preach and be saintly.

It's just a bit of operation, and the foundation is insufficient.

The two immortals tacitly agreed that nothing had happened, but they secretly swore in their hearts that when they returned to Kunlun, they would definitely cultivate diligently and break through to the quasi-saint realm.

Of course, outsiders can't see all this.

Only Hongjun Cave watched the fire, saw through everything, and showed a subtle smile.

If you want to send people back so much, then let you feel how it feels like to be inferior to him in mana and still be called brothers.

Add one more memory to your endless years.

Immediately, the brilliance gradually dissipated, Hongjun revealed his true face, and said: "This sermon is over, and after 100,000 years, Zixiao Palace will open again." ”

The immortals did not dare to disobey, and they saluted one after another, and they wanted to retreat.

The immortals dispersed one after another, each showing their magical powers, leaving Zixiao Palace and penetrating into the chaos.

It seems to be far away, but with Huanglong's current supernatural powers, it can be seen at a glance that these gods and demons are not far away, but sneak into the chaotic air flow and make an ambush.

Huang Long glanced at the lead and Zhun Ti on the futon, and knew in his heart that although everyone cared about the location of the futon before, they didn't particularly care, and even had some doubts about Dao Ancestor.

After all, his own master and ancestor are really representatives of cultivating to the point of invincibility before leaving the mountain.

has been hiding in the wilderness for countless years, and the first and only time he has made a move in the public is to fight with Rahu.

But after finishing with Rahu, he didn't do anything, and the next appearance was this sermon.

They don't know much about Daozu, and they all have doubts about what he can preach.

Who would have thought that when I heard it today, it was all dry goods, and there were also strategies.

This is different, especially when I see that all the people sitting on the futon are in the late stage of Da Luo, this is different.

I'm afraid that many people think that only when they sit on the futon can they change, and some others who directly enter the later stage of Daluo also know that the Dao Ancestor is powerful, so this futon wants it more.

Especially a group of people who were consciously allowed to calculate before.

Just wait for the lead to open the door and take revenge.

Huang Long secretly felt interesting, and didn't know how to clean up the introduction to the quasi-synopsis, but this didn't have much to do with him, and he was going to make a second journey with the Queen Mother of the West, until he reached the second Zixiao Palace to preach.

"Tong'er closes the door, and when the second lecture starts, you open the door again."

However, before Huang Long could do it for the second time, he heard Hongjun's voice sound.

Huang Long was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the inner room in shock, Master, did I misunderstand? You don't want me to sit in prison for 100,000 years in Zixiao Palace just like that.

Zixiao Palace preached, a total of three times.

The first time he lectured on Da Luo's cultivation, and then threw out the introduction of quasi-saints, the second time he lectured on quasi-saints, and threw out the introduction of sanctification, and the third time he lectured on the mysteries of the holy path.

The first two were three thousand years, and the third was four thousand years, for a total of 10,000 years.

Therefore, Huanglong is expected to stay for tens of thousands of years, counting some changes, and more than a hundred years.

But now Shizu didn't let him skip the node, but went through it all once.

He remembered that the interval between the three Zixiao Palace sermons was 100,000 years, which meant that he had to stay in Zixiao Palace for a total of 210,000 years?

Still in the chaos, there is no view.

Master, I don't know if I will give myself a chance to improve the scenery of Zixiao Palace.

"Close the door." Hongjun said, I want to jump directly to the next time, I think too much.

Huang Long's face was helpless, he could only admit it, and was about to rush people to close the door,

But seeing that Zhun Ti suddenly threw his five bodies to the ground, he knelt on the ground suddenly, and pleaded with the Taoist Ancestor: "The teacher is sacred and majestic, with boundless magical powers, like the incarnation of the Great Dao, who pities all things, and does not hesitate to teach his own way, teaching all beings in heaven and earth, selfless and benevolent, guiding the way for the rising sun on the path of cultivation for us and other cultivators. I am willing to join the teacher with my senior brother, serve the teacher day and night, and hope that the teacher will not abandon us as disciples! ”

The guide reacted immediately, and immediately knelt on the ground.

The junior brother played too much just now, and now the only one who can save them is the apprentice.

Emperor Jun Fuxi Zhen Yuanzi and others, who had not yet left, also reacted, and immediately bowed their heads to worship the teacher, saying "ask the teacher for mercy".

Hongjun glanced at the people kneeling on the ground, and said without changing his face: "After three sermons, I will accept disciples, but now is not the time to accept disciples." ”

When the cultivators heard this, they didn't dare to offend, but they just thought that it was an excellent time to preach after three sermons, and Emperor Jun still had important things to deal with, so they left Zixiao Palace to form his heavenly court.

And after Zhun Ti bowed again, he got up and said: "Since the disciple has cultivated, he has seen the sinister soul of the habitual beings, and he has never done anything for the sake of the Tao, and he has never been gracious. Only the teacher is merciful and does not care about the background of the disciple. The teacher was unwilling to accept the disciple as an apprentice, so the disciple became the gatekeeper of Zixiao Palace, guarding the door for Zixiao for 100,000 years, and begged the teacher not to give up. ”

Huang Long on the side was speechless when he heard this, and in a trance, he seemed to see the day when he asked his master to make him a god of protecting the peak.

It's really nostalgic.

Also, it's hateful.

It's too late to cross by yourself.

If it's really this time travel, how can he mention anything?

The seventh saint of the flood wilderness is him.

"If you want to stay outside the door, stay there." Hongjun has a plain face, firstly, he has set up a character, and secondly, he has experienced this thing once and is used to it.

"Thank you, teacher." Zhun Ti said happily.

He and other monks, most of the other monks have their own affairs, or there are treasures in the cave, etc., if they don't go back for a long time, the cave may be occupied by other monks.

But they are different, and no one will want to occupy Mount Meru.

And there is really some danger out there, so we still have to be steady, consolidate our cultivation, and then go back.

Besides, this is the thickest thigh in the wilderness, so you have to hug it anyway.

This division, he is ready to mention it!

"Teacher, the disciple is also willing." Looking at Zhun Ti's performance, Nuwa immediately said that she could also guard the door, although in fact she didn't need to guard the door at all.

"Don't waste your years here, go back to cultivate, you still have a lot of things to do in the future, travel more in the wilderness, increase your knowledge, and prove the avenue." Hongjun shook his head.

"Thank you, teacher." Nuwa saluted again, and she didn't force it, she was not afraid of being beaten when she went out, but if she wanted to calculate her, unless she cultivated to a far greater Luo, she just had this idea, and she was waiting to be arranged by Fuxi to die.

Moreover, although because of Fuxi in front, she only needs to be responsible for being as beautiful as a flower, but when it comes to fighting, to put it mildly, there are few in the wilderness that she cares about.

"Good." Hongjun's face showed a little kindness, and a red light suddenly appeared in front of him, floating in front of Nuwa, revealing a delicate and small hydrangea, "This hydrangea contains the way of marriage, which is suitable for you to determine the marriage of heaven and earth." ”

Nuwa glanced at the hydrangea and was stunned, the top innate spirit treasure, there is merit to do, and it can also kill, it is better than her magic weapon, and the teacher gave it like this?

"If you don't take it yet, this should be yours." Hongjun smiled even more.

Nuwa took the red hydrangea, only to feel a warmth, and in a trance felt a little familiar, suddenly remembered that when she was not born, she felt this power, at that time an old man said, the time has not come, come to accept her as a disciple.

Nuwa understood at the moment and bowed, "Thank you, Master." ”

"The time has not yet come." Hongjun said.

When Nuwa heard this, she was even more sure in her heart, and immediately left with the red hydrangea in her hand, and her eyes were almost green when she saw it.

Top Innate Spirit Treasure.

Everyone saluted, why is there such a big difference?

Here, Sanqing also looked at Hongjun together, this should be the future junior sister, but she hasn't apprenticed yet, we have all been apprentices for so many years, and there are no treasures to give.

Hongjun turned a blind eye, he watched Sanqing grow up, and then entered the door, but he was also poor at that time.

There are a few treasures around him, such as the jade disc and Pangu flag, unlike the current achievement of mixed yuan, I know the whereabouts of the innate spirit treasure of the flood wilderness, plus the magic weapon on the battlefield back then, not to mention the innate spirit treasure now, it is the innate treasure that is of little use to myself.

Besides, it's not all for you in the future.

Huang Long saw everything, and suddenly his heart had a little more hope for the future.

Because he remembered that he had participated in the three lectures of Zixiao Palace, it was not possible to participate in the plot of dividing treasures and treasures that he liked to see, and replenish his own small treasure house.

It's a real treasure on the Treasure Cliff.

Huang Long sighed, but suddenly saw Taishang looking at him and said: "Senior Brother Haotian, in Zixiao Palace, only you and I have broken through the Dao, just right, talk about the Dao, and stabilize the realm." ”

"Literary theory, martial theory?" Huang Long hesitated slightly, I want to fight with Uncle Shi, but not with Uncle Shi.

"Let's do it together." Taishang smiled, he was indeed very curious about Huang Long, the new quasi-saint.

Moreover, the teacher is fit for the Tao, and before the next sermon, he does not preach exclusively.

And almost all the quasi-saints during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation period died, and now the only one who can talk to him in the true sense of the word is Huanglong.

Have a good discussion.

"Okay." Huang Long smiled in response, he had just entered the quasi-saint, and he also needed to find someone to verify and stabilize the realm.

However, I originally wanted to find the ancestor, and if the ancestor was not happy, he would find the Queen Mother of the West, which would be happier.

Teacher-student teaching.

The secret lesson of a beautiful teacher.

The little secret that has to be told between a beautiful teacher and a rebellious student.

But now that the master is like this, he can't refuse.

Is this going to be beaten?

Anyway, how many hole cards does the master have now?

Among the three division commanders, the master uncle is the most incomprehensible.

How good would it be if Master Venerable and Uncle Tongtian did?

The two of them are direct, Uncle Shi needless to say, Shizun is domineering.

If you break through first, the chance of winning is at least sixty percent.

can meet the old yin of the master...... Resourceful elders, I don't know if there are forty percent.

With complicated feelings, Huang Long discussed Taoism with his master for a hundred years, exchanged experiences with each other, and found a place in Zixiao Palace to retreat for a hundred years, stabilize the realm, and then conduct a martial arts competition.

Then I saw the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda above the head of Taishang appearing, and the Xuanhuang breath was surging, and the colors were thousands.

Huang Long looked at the magic weapon that had not yet recovered when he came to the spirit platform, and suddenly he didn't want to fight.

Heaven and earth Xuanhuang Linglong Tower, known as standing on the top of the invincible position.

It's a slight exaggeration, but it's not excessive.

At least even if I call out Haotian's clone now, I can't break through the defense of this thing.

So Uncle Master, spread it out, you just want to beat me up, don't you?

Taishang looked at Huang Long, and his face was also solemn, the origin of this little junior brother, the master was smiling and silent, all in silence.

The meaning is unspeakable.

Such a solemn thing must be extraordinary, and there should be treasures by your side.

I only have a treasure of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Tower, and I don't know if I can handle it thoroughly.

(End of chapter)