Zixiao Palace's opening was related to the future of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and it was impossible for him not to care about this matter.

At this moment, in front of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, there is a mirror like water waves, and the picture inside is the scene of boundless chaos, in that dark chaos, small dots of light are slowly moving, looking for the location of Zixiao Palace.

"Preaching the flood and gathering the flood and luck can offset the boundless karma in my body, and only then will my future cultivation be much smoother."

Hongjun Dao Ancestor actually didn't want to fit the Heavenly Dao, because at that time, there would be no Hongjun Dao Ancestor, only Heavenly Dao Hongjun.

That's a complete loss of self.

But now that he is riddled with infinite karma, if he gives up this opportunity, it will be difficult for Hongjun Dao Ancestor's cultivation to survive.

Faced with this dilemma, he could only half-push and half-settle, and finally succumbed to the way of heaven.

Once upon a time, Hongjun Daozu also wondered if all this was a chess game that had been designed a long time ago.

And he and Mozu Rahu are just slightly larger chess pieces.

However, if even Hongjun Daozu is a chess piece, then who will be the chess player? Who is the designer?

All this made Hongjun Dao Ancestor have no way of knowing, he has no evidence, let alone speculate, and even these thoughts will not dare to regenerate in the future.

"Witches?"

Hongjun Dao Ancestor noticed the creatures of the Wu Clan, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches took more than a dozen Wu Clan monks across the chaos and were approaching Zixiao Palace.

He stretched out his hand a little, and the picture quickly changed from far to near, the boundless darkness receded, and the picture of the twelve ancestors and witches moving forward appeared in front of Hongjun Daozu.

Seeing that Wu Yang, a little Xuan Immortal, was also there, Hongjun Dao Ancestor's face was full of surprise.

The five fingers of his right hand quickly linked, and after some calculations, Hongjun Daozu's eyes flashed, he suppressed his thoughts, and the picture in the mirror turned, and the figure of the Sanqing brothers appeared.

"Pangu Yuan Shen incarnated, they have some chances!"

Hongjun Daozu had no sadness or joy on his face, and he couldn't hear any emotion in his words, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

The Sanqing brothers in the Xuanjing are already the most connected to Zixiao Palace at this moment, and not far from them, there are still some points of light that are also approaching at a rapid speed.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor waved away the Xuan Mirror, his eyes were slightly closed, and he realized the Dao Law by himself, and he no longer did this.

The Zixiao Palace floated in the chaos, containing endless space inside, supported by the power of various laws, the turbulence in the chaos could not get close to the Zixiao Palace at all, and even the power within a radius of millions of miles in the Zixiao Palace was quiet, and no power could collide with it.

Zixiao Palace has two floors, although the building is not gorgeous, but it is simple and atmospheric, and the Tao rhyme is high, as if it itself is the condensation of the Tao and the embodiment of the law.

Outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, there is a wide square.

The square was empty, the light was faint, extending into the boundless sea of chaos, and the edge was hidden in the darkness.

Empty, quiet, vast, dim.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw the chaotic sea in the distance churning, followed by a ray of light as if breaking through some kind of barrier, and came to the square in an instant.

"Big brother, second brother, we came the earliest, the best in the world, no one can be faster than our brothers!" ….

"Third brother, we are the Pangu Authentic Sect, who can compete with you and my brother in the Heavens."

"The words of the second brother won my heart, you and my brother can't be the first to arrive, who is still qualified?"

The voice gradually became clear from far to near, and at the same time, the three figures were slowly seen clearly, it was the Taiqing of the Haoshou Poor Sutra, the majestic Yuan Shi, and the sharp and bright Tongtian.

The Sanqing brothers marched all the way from Kunlun Mountain, and finally arrived in front of Zixiao Palace first.

This going to Zixiao Palace to listen to the lecture also has a lot of exquisiteness.

If you want to come here, you must not only have enough strength, but also have strong luck and good fortune, all of which are indispensable.

"The palace gate has not been opened yet, so let's wait at the gate of the main hall, and we will be the first to enter Zixiao Palace when the time comes."

Taiqing spoke, and the two brothers nodded

, the three of them came to the gate of Zixiao Palace, and they were in the best position.

The gate of Zixiao Palace is nine zhang high and five zhang wide, and the number of nine or five is taken as the supreme of heaven and earth.

The entire Zixiao Palace contains boundless rhyme, and standing on this square can clear your mind and calm your mind and understand the unparalleled Taoism.

"Second brother, third brother, let's quickly realize the Tao together!"

Taiqing was also an ascetic, he didn't mind the environment, he just sat cross-legged and began to practice in this square.

It's really admirable to ask questions like this.

Just when Sanqing was enlightened, several streamers came outside the square.

Sanqing heard the sound and looked up one after another.

"It turned out to be them!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at the square, only to see two brilliant fires like the scorching sun shining in all directions, and the three-legged golden crow in the flame fluttered its wings and flew high, and the loud sound of joy spread for millions of miles.

Emperor Jun had the River Tuluo Book on his head, and Tai held the Chaos Bell in one hand, and the two Sun Star Lords descended in front of Zixiao Palace.

Yuan Shi Tianzun looked at Emperor Jun's Hetu Luo Book, and then looked at Taiyi's chaos, his eyes were full of envy.

Hetu and Luoshu are all superb innate spiritual treasures, and the two are a set, and the combined power is extremely extraordinary.

Taiyi's Chaos Bell is an innate treasure, and its power is even more terrifying.

Although the Sanqing brothers boast that Pangu is authentic, their three brothers only have one acquired merit treasure when they are transformed, the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth.

If you really want to compare, the family background is not as rich as the two brothers in the family.

Seeing the Sanqing brothers, Di Jun smiled and stepped forward to talk, Taiyi stood proudly behind the eldest brother, and the Chaos Bell was taken into his body.

"Three fellow Daoists, you came early, our brothers are hurrying and hurrying, it's still not as fast as the three Daoists."

Di Jun greeted him with a smile, and a few words invisibly raised Sanqing, which made the three of them very useful.

"Emperor Jun Daoyou, Taiyi Friend, we have just arrived, and your speed is not the same."

The five of them communicated with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious, but Taiyi didn't speak, and kept looking at the cultivation of the Sanqing brothers.

At this moment, two more monks fell from the chaos.

The man at the head is tall, majestic and solemn, and looks like an emperor.

The nun beside him is naturally beautiful, noble and cold, and her posture is even more graceful and exquisite, which attracts people's attention.

"Fellow Daoists, you are coming so fast, my sister and I set out thousands of years in advance, but we are still one step behind." ….

Fu Xi laughed and stepped forward to communicate enthusiastically with everyone.

Nuwa also saluted everyone and stood behind her brother.

The brother and sister were not comfortable in the mountains, so they had already planned to find another place to live.

The strength of the twelve ancestors is strong, and the power of the Wu clan is thriving, and continuing to stay in Fengqi Mountain has made the brother and sister in an embarrassing situation, but the good ones outside already have the master, and they really can't look down on the worse ones, which also makes them unable to leave.

"Daoist Fuxi, Daoist Nuwa, you are not much slower, we just set off earlier."

Dijun was very good at talking, and everyone laughed and continued to make friends with each other.

At this time, the streamers in the square flickered, and more and more monks rushed in.

In the chaos, a red light shone in all directions, and the power of the flames gushed out, no worse than the light of the three-legged golden crow.

This kind of formation immediately attracted everyone's attention.

When everyone looked, they saw that it was the Red Cloud Ancestor of the Fire Cloud Cave and the Zhenyuanzi Great Immortal of Wanshou Mountain.

The two of them landed on the square, and the Red Cloud Ancestor was dressed in a big red robe, and his face was full of joy.

"Brother, let's go to the front too, it's best to occupy a place in the front."

The Red Cloud Ancestor greeted Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, and they came to the gate of Zixiao Palace, and before they could greet everyone, there were many living beings in the square.

When the first one fluttered his wings and flew high, the power of the infinite wind surrounded his body, and when he landed on the ground, he showed one

A cold monk came.

This person's eyebrows flew into his sideburns, his expression was flying, and his eyes were sharp and bright, as if he had the arrogance of encompassing the four seas and eight wildernesses and annexing nine heavens and ten earths.

The person who came was none other than the Lord of the Northern Stygian Sea, the Kunpeng Ancestor.

Kunpeng Ancestor didn't like to communicate with people, so he stepped forward and stood at the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Immediately after that, a blood light fell, turning into a purple-black blood-robed monk, it was the Lord of the Boundless Blood Sea, the Styx Ancestor had arrived.

After these monks arrived, the Lord of the Purple Micro Star, the Emperor of Zhongtian Ziwei, also fell in a star robe.

After a while, the square was densely packed with monks, and the number of monks increased greatly.

For example, the West Kunlun monk and the Queen Mother of the West, the Lord of the Taiyin Star, the Xihe Fairy, the Changxi Fairy, and the Donghua Daoist of Zifuzhou also came with a few fellow Daoists.

Long Bo, the patriarch of the Longbo Giant Clan, Teng Snake Ancestor, the patriarch of the Teng Snake Tribe, Gengjin White Tiger King, the Thunder God of the Lord of Lei Ze, the Nine Yuan Water Mansion Divine Monarch, the Yandao Divine Monarch, the Illusory Sea Immortal Venerable, etc., the strong people from all sides have arrived.

There are three thousand Hongchen guests in Zixiao Palace, these three thousand do not mean that there are only three thousand, but it means infinity, as long as they are destined, they can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Tao.

Just when the number of people in the square was increasing, there was a wave of turbulence in the void chaos, and only one after another Xuan Light shone through, causing everyone.

"Boom!"

A space treasure ship crashed through the chaos, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches led everyone to the front of Zixiao Palace.

After thousands of years, the Wu clan finally arrived at Zixiao Palace safely.

"Big brother, it seems that we are not too late."

Candle Jiuyin saw the many great powers in the square, and a smile appeared on his face.

These people are all waiting in the square, indicating that Zixiao Palace has not yet started.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches descended on Zixiao Palace, and seeing the arrival of more than 20 Wu clan powerhouses, everyone was shocked by this "big vote" of creatures.

You must know that even the Donghua Dao people with the most Taoist friends, their group is only nine people, and they can't be compared with the Wu clan at all.

The creatures in the square consciously avoided it, clearing a way for the Wu clan.

The powerful aura of the twelve ancestral witches made the monks dare not contend with each other, these ancestral witches were connected with each other, and they were all strong people of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and there was no force present that could compete with them.

Li Jiulang