After the separation, Yun Zhongjun did not follow the Shangqing Daoist back to the place where they had stayed before, but found a place in the Longshou Gorge to sit down, swallowing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to restore the empty mana in his meridians.

"Tianhe-kun. A hundred years later, when Yun Zhongjun's mana was restored, a familiar voice sounded in Yun Zhongjun's ears.

The reflection of Tianhe appeared behind Yun Zhongjun, and in the reflection, the trajectory of the stars condensed into the figure of Doumu Yuanjun.

"Meet Your Majesty Yuanjun. Yun Zhongjun saluted to Doumu Yuanjun.

"Two hundred years later, the gods of heaven and earth gathered in Zixiao Palace. ”

"The king shall come out of it. Doumu Yuanjun's gaze fell on Yun Zhongjun's body, and a ball of brilliance condensed in Doumu Yuanjun's hand.

"You can rely on this thing to enter the Zixiao Palace and have a look. In front of Yun Zhongjun, the reflection of the stars flowed violently, but it was Doumu Yuanjun who forcibly activated the power of Taiyi again with the god of decay, and sent the ray of brilliance in her hand to Yun Zhongjun from the starry sky.

It was obviously a light thing, but when Yun Zhongjun stretched out his finger to hold the brilliance, he felt that this ray of brilliance was simply heavier than the entire heaven and earth.

He never dreamed that between heaven and earth, anything that an acquired soul dreamed of would appear in front of him in such a way, and between heaven and earth, there would really be someone who would transfer this great opportunity to the hands of others.

"Your Majesty. Yun Zhongjun lowered his head and fell to the ground and wept.

When he came to this heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years, experienced the catastrophe of the Dragon Han, and planned the dragon clan, Yun Zhongjun's face did not change, and above the starry sky, accompanied by Doumu Yuanjun's side, when he was entrusted by it, and even before, wandering in front of the innate sacred, Yun Zhongjun was also calm.

But now, looking at the beating brilliance around his fingertips, Yun Zhongjun felt helpless for the first time.

His usual calm wisdom has no effect at all at this moment, and there is only a blank space left in his mind.

At this moment, he didn't know whether he should put away this brilliance or return it.

"Alright, Hugh is going to be a child. Doumu Yuanjun's kind voice sounded in Yunzhongjun's ears.

"My return date is over, although Zixiao's trip can be regarded as an opportunity, but what is the use of me?"

"I look at the stars, but you are the only one, it is better to give up the opportunity with you. ”

"One, it can allow you to take this opportunity to see the mind of the gods in Zixiao Palace, so that you can act in the future. ”

"Second, having an opportunity can also make your path smoother, which happens to be the barrier of the stars. ”

Doumu Yuanjun said lightly, it seems that all this is just a transaction in her eyes.

But how can this be just a deal?

After a long time after Doumu Yuanjun's figure dissipated from this Dragon Head Gorge, Yun Zhongjun slowly got up, holding the flickering light, as if he had grasped the future.

Yun Zhongjun knew that from this moment on, his fate was really tied to the gods of the starry line, no, not tied together, but he willingly chose to bear the fate of the starry line, and willingly recognized his identity as the 'King of the Heavenly River' and the 'Barrier of the Stars'.

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When Yun Zhongjun refined that mark, it happened to be the three-hundred-year period promised by Hongjun Dao Ancestor and all the innate saints.

Above the sky, there are colorful ceilings, which come down one after another, and the joy of the revival of all things fills every corner of the heavens and the earth.

Then, the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars was completely hidden, and there was an ancient shrine that stood above the highest point of heaven and earth.

"Zixiao Palace!" The moment this palace appeared, it fell into front of every living creature between heaven and earth from different angles.

Even cultivators who had been seriously injured to the point of dying, and even their thoughts were about to die, could clearly see the ancient and magnificent, as if it was above the Great Dao.

At the same time that the palace jumped out, Yun Zhongjun clearly sensed that the mark that had been refined by himself was responding to the palace.

Yun Zhongjun knew that he only needed to urge this mark by himself, and then he would appear in front of Zixiao Palace under the guidance of this mark across infinite time and space.

But Yun Zhongjun just raised his head and stood still, and now was not the moment to enter Zixiao Palace.

In Yun Zhongjun's memory, when Zixiao Palace first opened, there was another change in Zixiao Palace, because of Zixiao Palace, that change was also endowed with extremely rich colors and interpretations.

For Yun Zhongjun, that incident, whether it was true or not, had no significance in witnessing.

Therefore, he was waiting, and after that incident was over, he would urge the mark to appear in Zixiao Palace.

——Whether it is a false rumor, or Hongjun Dao Ancestor intends to indulge, but the legend of that accident will spread between heaven and earth, it is enough to prove that in Zixiao Palace, it is not as safe as the world thinks, in Zixiao Palace, there will also be innate saints fighting, and later people, if they are dissatisfied with the seat, can completely challenge the first generation, in order to fight for a more advanced position.

With Yun Zhongjun's strength, even if he went to Zixiao Palace first and occupied a position in front, it would be difficult to keep it, so in Yun Zhongjun's opinion, it was better to go later, so as not to be involved in the battle of Zixiao Palace.

In Yun Zhongjun's perception, the passage of time seems to have slowed down countless times, and the streamer from the bottom to the top flashes in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Yun Zhongjun's eyes, it clearly shows their trajectory.

"The time has come. When the last two streamers came from west to east and fell into the Zixiao Palace, Yun Zhongjun's thoughts moved, prompting the wisp of imprint in his primordial spirit.

So suddenly, it was the stars that changed, and before the palace gate of the Zixiao Palace was closed, the king of the clouds fell into the Zixiao Palace dangerously, located in an inconspicuous corner.

Before it fell, a futon appeared under Yun Zhongjun's body, holding up Yun Zhongjun's figure, but under that futon, there were countless surging chaos, Yun Zhongjun's eyes just glanced at the chaos, and he felt a burst of creepy.

In the Zixiao Palace, there was still incomparably chaotic, and the incomparably mixed qi was surging around, obviously, before Yun Zhongjun entered the Zixiao Palace, there was a battle in the Zixiao Palace.

"Sure enough. Feeling the chaotic and chaotic qi dissipating, Yun Zhongjun's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness.

If he had come earlier, he would have been involved in this battle - with his current strength, he was afraid that he would only be pushed by the aftermath of the battle of those innate gods, and fall from this futon, and the chaos that permeated the ground of Zixiao Palace would have dissipated in an instant, leaving no trace.

Seeing that no one noticed him, Yun Zhongjun swept his gaze in this Zixiao Palace.

Although it is ranked in the last corner, there is something mysterious in this Zixiao Palace, as soon as Yunzhongjun raised his eyes, the seats of the innate saints in Zixiao Palace were clearly displayed in front of Yunzhongjun.

Every innate sacred, in this Zixiao Palace, has shown the appearance of a true body, yes, although he doesn't know these innate sacred, but Yun Zhongjun can also guess the identity of some innate sacreds through some legends and records of the dragon clan in later generations.

The three people in the front show the appearance of Pangu standing on the top of the sky, surrounded by pure air, needless to say, it is Taiqing, Yuqing and Shangqing.

And after these three people, a man and a woman, all of whom are dragons and snakes, are the brothers and sisters of Fuxi and Nuwa.

After that, it was the two of them who received the introduction and the Zhun Ti - the sitting order of the innate saints in this Zixiao Palace was the same as the legends of later generations, and there was no difference.

After a moment, Yun Zhongjun's gaze fell on a golden crow, the golden crow stood on three legs, relying on the three talents of heaven, earth and man, obviously, this is Taiyi.

And behind this golden crow, there is a snow-white beast with a lion body and a dragon's head, this is Bai Ze.

Behind Bai Ze, there are ups and downs of the ocean, and when the waves are separated, the kunyu flutters its wings and turns into a peng, which is a kunpeng.

On Kunpeng's body, there are still some traces of the Dao that do not belong to him that have not dissipated, and in Yun Zhongjun's gaze, the traces sometimes evolve into sword light, and the twelve manifestations become golden lotus...... and the two people at the front of the lead, faintly colluding with each other.

"Could it really be that as the legend goes, Kunpeng was driven behind by those two stubbornly?"

Under Yun Zhongjun's observation, most of the innate sacreds in Zixiao Palace, the qi on their bodies were shaking, and it was obvious that the previous disputes in Zixiao Palace had involved most of the innate sacreds.