Zhen Yuanzi subconsciously wondered: "How did the three Daoists in East Kunlun know the location of the Wasteland?" ”

As soon as he said this, even Hongyun was a little speechless.

He shook his head again and again, indicating that he didn't know him for the time being.

Why do you know?

Do you still need to think about it?

Sanqing is the first disciple of Xuanmen, and he has a backstage, and if he is a little accommodating, nothing is a secret.

It must have been from the long river of time and space that I spied some of the conversations of the three dragons.

This method is not difficult for those who are in harmony with the path.

Hongjun is selfish when he joins the way, not to mention that he has not joined the Tao now, Xuanmen is related to the unity of the flood and luck, and he will not allow any problems in Yuan Shi.

"It's my mistake!"

Zhen Yuanzi's brain turned quickly, and he reacted instantly.

His face was stunned.

"So, Suzaku Daoist came to Wuzhuang Guan to ask our two brothers to help you deal with Sanqing?"

Red Cloud's eyes burst with a rich divine light, and there was a deep, anticipatory in it?

Suzaku thought he was wrong.

In the wilderness, there are not many people who dare to offend Xuanmen Sanqing, and he is in a hurry to beat Sanqing, and he has seen it for the first time.

"It's not just Sanqing, it's the entire Xuanmen.

I don't want to see the luck of the Xuanmen unifying the entire wilderness.

Ten continents and three islands, many have not yet been born, I hope that they can be handed over to some worthy Taoist friends, and what happens in the future can also be a little restricted. ”

Suzaku looked serious and spoke sincerely, with a posture that I was thinking about the great world of the Flood Wilderness.

"Wait!"

Zhen Yuanzi called the two to stop.

"Brother, whatever you want to do, support your brother.

However, the fight with the saint's disciples has a lot to do with it. ”

He secretly said to Hongyun with his divine thoughts, and the two began to enter private communication mode.

I thought I didn't know the ghosts, but in fact, I couldn't hide it from Suzaku at all.

The spatial laws of the mixed element level are very subtle, and Suzaku is actually able to decipher the information in them through the void vibration of divine thoughts.

Of course, he won't do this, this kind of behavior is very unqualified.

The education he received did not allow him to be such a person.

……

"Zhenyuan, haven't you always wanted to know the reason why I gave up the holy throne?"

This sentence is not a transmission, Hongyun is full of resentment, and there is no meaning to hide it at all, like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time.

Suzaku's face was indifferent, and he already had some guesses in his heart.

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Suzaku, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

As soon as Zixiao Palace spoke, Hongyun gave up his seat and came back to his mental state, and he was suspicious at that time.

And at that time, Suzaku also burned the red cloud with divine fire.

As a result, Hongyun still didn't say anything.

Did you not say it, or could you not say it?

When he wanted to ask something, Suzaku said meaningfully: There are some things that you know in your heart, and if you want to say something, go back and talk about it.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't care at first.

Now that I think about it, Hongyun probably didn't give up his seat willingly.

Among them, there may be another hidden meaning.

"Red Cloud Daoyou's original concession, I'm afraid it was reluctant, right?"

Suzaku took the opportunity to say.

He never believed that any saint had compassion in his heart, and the so-called compassion must be without infringing on his own interests.

Otherwise, even if it is as strong as a mixed element, it is actually no different from ordinary people.

This is also understandable.

In the battle of the avenue, every step is fought for, not conceded.

You let Hongjun give up the preaching and sanctification, and give the opportunity to Rahu, you see if he is willing.

Hongyun naturally does not have the spirit of selfless dedication, otherwise, he would not hold on to Hongmeng Purple until he died.

Even if you give Zhen Yuanzi a try, it seems a little generous.

However, Hongyun didn't, he would rather die and fall forever, and Hongmeng's purple qi never left his body.

Would such a person give up his holy seat because he screamed twice?

Are you kidding?

Hongyun showed a solemn look and said, "Vermilion Bird Daoist, do you know the secrets during this period?" ”

"I've seen the Pangu God!"

"What?"

"Oh my God!"

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun suddenly gasped.

As he spoke, he looked at Hongyun, "Come to think of it, Hongyun Daoist friends have also encountered some opportunities, right?" ”

Hearing this, Hongyun nodded slightly, and then said:

"Indeed, in the past, Poor Dao liked to travel, and during the Dao Demon Era, Poor Dao once met a senior by chance outside of Cangming."

Suzaku is speechless, the Dao Demon Era also dares to travel in the flood wilderness, Hongyun's heart is really big.

At that time, anyone who was a casual cultivator would either voluntarily follow Hongjun or be taken away by the people of the Demon Dao to make a contract of service.

I have to say, this guy is really fat.

"But what does this have to do with Daoist friends giving up their holy thrones?"

Suzaku didn't ask who the man was, and when he met Shi Chen Ancestor, he already knew that the water in the flood was very deep.

Hongyun wants to say it, and naturally it will say.

I don't want to say it, if I ask, it will only make the person behind the person unhappy.

Hongyun smiled on his face: "Poor Dao doesn't know who my teacher is, after he passed down the Dao Fa, there has been no news for a long time.

Do the two Taoist friends know why the poor Dao can sit in the seat of the saint? ”

The meat show is coming!

Suzaku and Zhen Motoko both held their breath and stared.

"That's because Hongjun once owed my teacher a cause and effect!"

After listening to this, Suzaku suddenly realized, like an initiation, all the information was successfully connected.

He looked at the red cloud again, and his impression was already different.

On the other side, Zhen Yuanzi became more and more confused.

"What's wrong with that seat?"

"Holy seats are booked in advance.

At that time, although Poor Dao was barely sitting on it, his divine soul was constantly under some kind of threat, as if he would be sent to the land of eternal calamity in the next moment.

Until the end, my spirit couldn't support it, and the ghost sent it out. ”

If Hongyun wasn't his own brother, Zhen Yuanzi almost thought he was joking.

Just a position, can sit and die to the Holy Daluo?

Suzaku had an unsurprising expression.

Hongjun's general trend of heaven is based on the premise of the great prosperity of Xuanmen.

In the desolate world he dominates, the Emperor of Heaven is a person in the Xuanmen, the saint is a person in the Xuanmen, and even the underworld opened up in the future of the Houtu is secretly planned by Hongjun.

The judge's pen and the book of life and death were secretly given to Houtu by Hongjun.

If it weren't for the selflessness of the Heavenly Dao, the future introduction and Zhun Ti would betray the Xuan Libudd, and the entire flood and desolation luck would have been completely packaged by Hongjun.

Thinking of this, Suzaku also had to say that he admired Hongjun's bad old man's plan.

Unfortunately, he may not know that Pangu is still alive and is likely to be on his honeymoon with the Heavenly Dao, as written in some of the novels he read in his previous life.

The luck of the flood and famine cannot be unified by others.

First of all, the Heavenly Dao will not allow it.

The Heavenly Dao Demon God is likely to be the only one among many strong people who can play chess with Pangu.

Such a character, is it something that you can calculate all the time?

"So, it's Hongjun who is playing with us?"

Zhen Yuanzi sighed on the side, his heart was inexplicably sad, and he was angry and didn't dare to say anything.

This is the sorrow of the weak, people can grab it directly.

As a result, he also made a set of means to reach out and take it, which was polite enough.