Heavenly Dao has its own consciousness, and it is difficult to say whether this thing is good or bad.

"Daoyou named Zhen Yuanzi as the lord of the earth, I don't know what Daoyou wants to seal me again?" Styx smiled at the Heavenly Dao.

When Heavenly Dao heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the River Styx deeply, and said, "Isn't the Netherworld in charge of Daoist friends?" ”

"Aren't you still satisfied?" Tiandao looked at the River Styx, and there seemed to be solemnity in his eyes.

Styx stared, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It seems that my incarnation, in the end, no one can hide it!" ”

"Well, I'm content, and it's good to be content with the status quo."

When Tiandao heard Styx say this, he smiled, although it was very faint, but it was obvious.

In this Heavenly Dao, there is more and more the feeling of living beings, and the feelings are becoming richer and more personified.

He smiled and said: "If you are not the embodiment of Daoyou, how can you be in charge of the underworld?" ”

"Daoyou is just in the game and doesn't know it."

Styx nodded, it made sense.

And at this moment, suddenly, from Wanshou Mountain, a vast momentum suddenly swept away.

Shake the heavens and the earth, envelop the heavens and the earth.

I saw that above the sky, the sky was falling one after another, all kinds of visions emerged, and the avenue shook and hummed.

At this moment, all sentient beings heard this kind of Dao sound, especially the sentient beings on the desolate land, it was even clearer.

It seems to have a feeling that the earth is rich and vast, carrying all things and nurturing all living beings.

The earth swelled with golden lotuses, these golden lotuses and the smallpox that fell one after another, are all condensed by incomparably pure and incomparably pure aura, containing wisps of Dao rhyme, let people absorb and refine, and they can be cultivated by leaps and bounds.

Mighty purple qi filled the sky. Countless sentient beings, also under the momentum of Zhen Yuanzi, knelt on the ground one after another and bowed to him.

At this moment, it was impressive, Zhen Yuanzi preached and became another Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal between heaven and earth.

Heavenly Dao and the River Styx all looked towards the Wanshou Mountain. I saw that at the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi and the figure of Hongyun appeared and walked out.

Towards the River Styx and the Heavenly Way.

Zhen Yuanzi came to the two of them and bowed: "Zhen Yuanzi thank you Brother Dao and Dao Ancestor for protecting the Dharma for me here." ”

Styx and Heavenly Dao nodded.

Heavenly Dao said to Zhen Yuanzi: "Zhen Yuanzi, under Heavenly Dao, there are nine saints. ”

"Will you be holy?"

As he spoke, a Hongmeng purple qi appeared in the hand of Tiandao, and this Hongmeng purple qi exuded infinite mysteries.

Zhen Yuanzi felt that as long as he agreed, then he could immediately take over this Hongmeng purple qi and refine it into a saint.

He is now a Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, not a saint, but as long as he refines Hongmeng Purple Qi, his sanctification is only instantaneous.

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, he couldn't help but be a little overwhelmed, but the development of this matter was a little unexpected.

Who would have thought that one day, he would be invited by Hongjun Daozu to be a saint?

At the same time, Zhen Yuanzi knew that the reason why he was able to preach was actually because of the two people in front of him who allowed him to preach successfully.

It was the River Styx that gave him the means to preach.

And Hongjun Daozu's reunion in the desolate land brought him an opportunity.

"Brother Styx." Zhen Yuanzi looked at the River Styx and said to the River Styx.

He didn't know what to do.

After all, Styx once told him that Hongjun Daozu was not a good person.

If it is sanctified, is it not to be controlled by it?

Seeing him, Styx naturally knew what Zhen Yuanzi was thinking, so he couldn't help but glance at the Heavenly Dao next to him, and said with a smile: "Whether you are holy or not, you can make your own decision." ”

"Huh?" Zhen Yuanzi was even more confused.

Looking at the River Styx, he was at a loss.

Didn't you say it before? Hongjun intends to devour the way of heaven, is sanctification a trap?

At this time, Tiandao shook his head and said a little helplessly: "Hongjun tried to devour Tiandao, but I have already destroyed his true spirit. ”

Boy!

Styx was also shocked when he heard this. He also thought that Hongjun was just suppressed by the Heavenly Dao.

It's a temporary disadvantage.

Unexpectedly, this is already a draw from the bottom of the kettle, and Hongjun has been cold for a long time.

and all this spirit has been destroyed.

Hongjun's coffin lid can be said to be all nailed to death.

And Zhen Yuanzi, as well as Hongyun beside him, were also frightened when they heard Tiandao say this.

it!

This news is really amazing!

Hongjun Daozu is gone?

All the true spirits have been destroyed?

When did this happen?

Both looked towards Styx, wanting to verify with Styx.

Styx nodded, spread his hands again, and said, "That's the situation now, so make your own decisions!" ”

Zhen Yuanzi suppressed the shock, groaned for a while, and said, "Dao, Dao Ancestor, can you let me think about it for a while?" ”

He still calls Heavenly Dao Dao Dao Ancestor.

Tiandao nodded, sent the Hongmeng purple qi in his hand to Zhen Yuanzi, and said, "Yes." ”

"Hongmeng Purple Qi will be handed over to you, if you want, refine it. If you don't want to, then let it go, and it will naturally come back to me. ”

After speaking, the figure of Tiandao flickered, and then disappeared, coming without a trace, and leaving without a trace.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded and put Hongmeng purple qi into his sleeve.

At this time, one after another figures also came, but they were all the saints and the back earth.

It's all coming.

The saints and Houtu came to congratulate Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi thanked them one by one, and said: "Fellow Daoists, this time I have the opportunity to preach, and I plan to preach in Wanshou Mountain, I don't know if I can invite you Daoists to listen?" ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned, and then they all laughed and said: "I don't dare to ask for it." ”

So, Zhen Yuanzi first returned to the dojo to make arrangements, and then invited the saints, Styx, and Houtu to enter it.

I saw that Zhen Yuanzi's layout was very simple, only some tables, and there was a gold lacquer plate on the table, covered with a splendid geographical map.

Needless to say, what is contained in this is the ginseng fruit of Wanshou Mountain.

Zhen Yuanzi is also out of blood, feasting all the saints, the Styx and the Houtu, and there are a lot of ginseng fruits that come out.

In addition, there is also the red cloud, which rubs a position in this place.

Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at him, Hongyun was a little embarrassed, but there was no way to do it.

Yuan Shi Tianzun was killed at the beginning, if he didn't quit teaching, it would be a death!

Yuan Shi Tianzun also knew that this had nothing to do with Hongyun, but now that he was expounding the teachings, it could be said that it was empty.

He also had mixed feelings in his heart.

Just imagine, if you put yourself in another position, maybe if you force Tongtian to such a point of exhaustion, then ......

Yuan Shi Tianzun retracted his gaze and sat in his place, but for a while, he couldn't help but feel a little fluttering.

"Perhaps, I really did something wrong." Yuan Shi Tianzun said to himself in his heart.

He looked at Lao Tzu on the side again, and Lao Tzu still looked indifferent.

And Tongtian, who was supposed to sit next to him, sat far away this time.

Styx and Nuwa are separated in the middle.

This made Yuan Shi Tianzun's heart even more uncomfortable.

On the opposite side, there are Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and the four people of Jieyin and Zhun Ti.

In addition to Red Cloud, this is also the top group of people in the Flood Wilderness.

"Everyone, please!"

Zhen Yuanzi said to everyone.

Styx nodded, and after returning the salute, he lifted the splendid geographical map covering the basin.

I saw that on the golden lacquer basin, there were twelve ginseng fruits.

Every ginseng fruit is like a baby who is not yet full of three dynasties, tender and fragrant.

This ginseng fruit, eating one, can prolong life for 48,000 years.

For Styx and others, although it is just to satisfy the appetite of the tongue, it is also rare.

After all, among the Three Realms, only Zhen Yuanzi is here, and if Zhen Yuanzi doesn't give it, they don't have anything to eat.

(End of chapter)