Seeing Hongjun Dao Ancestor leaving, all the monks in the entire Zixiao Palace were also ready to leave one after another.

At this time, many monks gathered around the Sanqing Ancestor and curryed favor with the three brothers.

"Taiqing Daoist, why don't you go to my Jiuhua Mountain Dojo and get together?

"Taiqing Daoyou has unparalleled qualifications, let's just go and sit together and talk about the Tao, and exchange what the Dao Ancestor said this time. ”

These monks hugged each other, and each one of them seemed very attentive.

"Fellow Daoists, this time the three of us brothers still have some things to deal with, so we won't go now, another day, we will definitely visit in person another day. ”

Taiqing Ancestor saluted all the monks around him and sent everyone away.

Kunpeng watched Sanqing and them leave, and those monks failed to get to Sanqing, and they all dispersed one after another.

Kunpeng shook his head and smiled, he is also a flower blooming nine products, how can there be such a big difference in treatment?

Could it be that your own three-flower gathering is fake?

Just when Kunpeng was depressed, a call came from behind him.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, congratulations, the three flowers are at the top, the capital of the nine products, and the future achievements will definitely far surpass us. ”

When Kunpeng heard the greeting, he looked back and saw that it was the lord of Zhangyuan, Guangshan was sacred, and the gods were scheming.

Now that the demon clan has just been established, the top ten demon marshals have not been subdued by the demon emperor Jun, and Ji Meng, one of the top ten demon marshals in the future, is not yet one of the members of the demon clan.

"Jimeng Daoyou, thank you for your kindness, although qualifications are important, but future achievements still depend on your own practice, we will encourage you in the future!"

The cold light on Kunpeng's face dissipated a little, and he talked to Ji Meng with a slight smile.

Kunpeng's appearance is extraordinary, but he has been cultivating in the Northern Stygian Sea all year round, so his cold aura is very cold, and he naturally has a posture that no one should approach.

Although Ji Meng is also a guest in Zixiao Palace, he is only a six-grade flower, and he can only be regarded as a one-in-a-million qualification, and he can't be compared with Kunpeng Ancestor at all.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, now that Hongjun Dao Ancestor has finished preaching, why don't you go to my Zhangyuan and communicate with me?"

Ji Meng saw Kunpeng's unparalleled qualifications, and he was naturally very similar to making friends with the other party.

It was precisely because of this that when Ji Meng saw that there was no one beside Kunpeng, he hurriedly came up.

Kunpeng has the heart to befriend Ji Meng, after all, this desolate world is not fought alone.

The three Qing brothers, Fuxi Nuwa, Emperor Jun Taiyi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, all of them are in and out of pairs.

It's really hard to go it alone.

After all, everyone has a time to practice in retreat, and when the time comes, they need to be taken care of by their peers.

But now Kunpeng has a big deal to plan, so he can only refuse this first strong man who wants to befriend him.

"Jimeng Daoyou, I do have some things this time, why don't I go to Zhangyuan to visit Daoyou in person another day?"

Kunpeng looked sincere, and did not look down on Ji Meng at all because of his extraordinary talent.

Ji Mengshen felt Kunpeng's sincerity, and he said with a smile:

"Since Kunpeng Daoyou has something, then I will welcome you in Guangshan, Daoyou don't want me to wait for a long time!"

"Haha, definitely, definitely!"

After Ji Mengshen and Kunpeng made an agreement, they said goodbye to each other.

Kunpeng left this chaotic land, he looked at the violent power of earth, water, fire, and wind around him, and sighed in his heart.

"The energy in the chaos is extremely chaotic, and if there is no powerful spiritual treasure, then you can only use your physical body and supernatural powers to resist, looking at this trip to the mountains, I must gain something!"

Kunpeng's eyes flashed with a fine light, he hadn't had a decent treasure since he had transformed into a shape.

Over the years, Kunpeng has not traveled to the desolate world, but the treasures are spiritual, and they cannot be easily found until the time of birth.

It is precisely because of this that after Kunpeng has been searching for treasure for a while, he has given up his aimless search.

However, this trip to Zhou Mountain, it was the first time that Kunpeng Ancestor sensed that his fate had arrived after he came to the Flood World.

After Kunpeng left Zixiao Palace, he sped all the way and headed in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

Kunpeng passed through the vast and chaotic land, and then crossed the boundless galaxy, and then descended at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

Looking at the majestic Buzhou Mountain in front of him and feeling the extremely strong sense of oppression, Kunpeng Ancestor was full of emotion in his heart.

"Gonggong Ancestral Witch, how did you break this Buzhou Mountain?"

Kunpeng was suspicious for a while, this mountain is too vast, and it is no exaggeration to say that this mountain is a world.

Kunpeng looked at the aura that condensed into clouds, and a gust of wind blew, and suddenly there was a spiritual rain falling.

"Let's go up the mountain first!"

Kunpeng walked forward, and he began to rely on the induction in his heart to go up the mountain to search.

This matter of fate is very mysterious, similar to the power of luck, and belongs to the most mysterious kind of law.

As Kunpeng continued to move forward, the closer he got to the halfway point of Buzhou Mountain, the stronger that feeling became.

"It seems that my chance this time should be halfway up that mountain!"

Sensing that the feeling in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, Kunpeng Ancestor gradually became excited.

This was his first treasure in the desolate world, and Kunpeng's heart was naturally full of anticipation.

Kunpeng turned a hill again, and in an instant he was shocked by the sight in front of him.

In front of Kunpeng, a divine light rose to the sky, and the light that was divided into seven colors was extremely dazzling, and a strong aura surged in all directions, and at the same time, there were infinite rhymes flowing, drowning Kunpeng Ancestor in an instant.

Kunpeng came back from the shock, and saw a gourd vine about 10,000 feet high, erected on the mountain beam, and the seven precious gourds on it shook endlessly, and the seven-colored divine light emanated from this gourd.

At this time, many strong people had already come in front of this gourd vine, and they were obviously all here to get treasures.

"It turned out to be this innate seven treasure gourds, no wonder I sensed the opportunity!"

Kunpeng felt a sigh of emotion in his heart, remembering some legends about this gourd vine.

When the surrounding monks saw the arrival of the Kunpeng Ancestor, they all looked at each other with wary eyes, and no one had any intention of greeting the Kunpeng, obviously everyone wanted to seize the treasure, so they would be wary of each other.

There are the Sanqing brothers, the Dijun and Taiyi brothers, the Fuxi Nuwa brothers and sisters, and finally the Zhenyuanzi Daxian and Hongyun Ancestor.

"Hmph, in the previous life, they took away six treasure gourds, and finally left an immature black gourd for me!"

Kunpeng's heart fluctuated, and he suddenly turned his mind and thought about how to start.