Chapter 293: Red Cloud Wants to Prove the Mixed Yuan Dao

"It's ......"

"Da Luo Tian!"

"Da Luo Tian was born!"

As soon as Da Luo Tian appeared, he alarmed many great powers in the flood wilderness. X

"But I didn't expect this Da Luo Tian to be born!" On Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, and a trace of surprise appeared on his always indifferent and calm face.

Then he turned his head to look to the east, and seemed to be able to see the figure sitting quietly in the nameless temple, and muttered,

"Mountain God, is this your method?"

......

"Da Luo Tian!"

In the middle of Emperor Wa's heavens, Nuwa suddenly opened her eyes, got up and stood up, looking at the vast world that appeared above the nine heavens, her face showing a hint of joy.

In the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain, Yuqing's expression changed uncertainly, as if he was angry and helpless, and turned into a long sigh for a long time.

In the land of the East China Sea, on a fairyland island, Shangqingpan sat in the Biyou Palace, stretched out his hand, held a Qingping sword in his hand, and was silent.

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"Da Luo Tian!" Fu Xi couldn't help but exclaim as he looked at the world that suddenly appeared above Taixiao Tian.

"It's Da Luotian!" Gou Chen smiled slightly, looked at Fu Xi and explained,

"If today's court is newly established, the immortals and gods of the Three Realms are respected, but the Nine Heavens Realm suppresses the luck of the heavenly court, but there is a disagreement, so the great god of Zhoushan will re-establish the Great Luo Heaven to suppress the heavenly court!"

"I see!" Fu Xi was silent for a moment when he heard this, before he nodded and said,

"Please also ask the emperor to thank the mountain god for Gu!"

Others may not know what Da Luo Tian means, but Fu Xi, who was once the son of Emperor Sui, deeply understands that Da Luo Tian can not only suppress the luck of the Heavenly Court, but also completely establish the orthodoxy of the Heavenly Court.

After saying that, Fu Xi raised his head and looked at the expanding Da Luo Tian above with a complicated gaze, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Since the catastrophe of the Heavenly Realm, Da Luo Tian has disappeared, he and the Demon Emperor Di Jun have not thought about finding Da Luo Tian back, but no matter how Fu Xi deduces, they can't calculate the whereabouts of Da Luo Tian at all, even after Nuwa became sanctified, there has never been any news of Da Luo Tian, but he didn't expect that when he entered the Heavenly Court, Da Luo Tian appeared again.

After thinking about it, Fu Xi's heart suddenly came to his senses, there were only a few people in the flood desolation who could take away Da Luotian, and the god of Zhou Mountain had participated in the battle of the heavenly realm as a green lotus, and it was also a matter of course to fall into his hands.

The immortals below are a little unclear, and they secretly wonder why this Da Luo Tian caused Fu Xi's gaffe, most of these immortals were born after Hongjun attained the Tao, so they didn't know Da Luo Tian.

However, there were a small number of gods with excited faces, and they were very clear about the benefits of Da Luo Tian.

"Heavenly Emperor, now that Da Luo Tiankai is open, the Heavenly Emperor might as well move the Ling Xiao Hall to Da Luo Tian!" Gou Chen said.

Hearing this, Fu Xi thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "But it's not necessary!"

"Lone is just temporarily serving as the Emperor of Heaven, this Lingxiao Hall should stay in the Taixiao Heaven!"

said to the immortals in front of him,

"Now that Da Luo Tian has reopened, it will be an important place for my Heavenly Court in the future, and you can enter Da Luo Tian to cultivate!"

"Yes!" the immortals and gods replied in unison.

Gou Chen Wenyan on the side also nodded in agreement, and did not say anything against it, such as today's new court, it is indeed to increase the cultivation of the gods, and Da Luotian is the most suitable place.

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Under the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang Guanzhong, Hongyun was dressed in a red robe, with a red gourd pinned to his waist, looking at the vision that was gradually disappearing in the sky, and after a long time, he retracted his gaze and said with a smile to Zhen Yuanzi next to him,

"Zhenyuan Daoyou, now I'm going to take the lead!"

"Fellow Daoists, aren't you waiting anymore?" Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but persuade when he heard this.

"Now that the Emperor of the Terran Race has come out, the great prosperity has been decided, and my karma has ended, this is the time!" Hongyun shook his head and said.

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, he couldn't help but fall into silence, and he didn't know how to persuade Hongyun, an old friend, to make his decision.

"Daoist friends don't have to be like this, since Daozun has opened up the road of detachment, when someone does it, let me be the first person!" Seeing this, Hongyun smiled freely, and said for a while, with a hint of sadness on his face,

"It's just that I don't know when I'll be able to meet fellow Daoists!"

"My Dao industry is almost complete, Daoist friends can go first, Zhen Yuan will congratulate Daoyou in advance on his success and attain the Dao Fruit!" Seeing Hongyun's firm attitude, Zhen Yuanzi simply stopped persuading each other.

"Haha, so Hongyun will go!" Hongyun looked up to the sky and smiled, stepped into the void, and his figure disappeared into the Wuzhuang Temple.

"Fellow Daoist, may you be able to succeed!"

Looking up at the figure of Hongyun leaving, Zhen Yuanzi silently blessed in his heart.

When Hongyun's figure disappeared completely, Zhen Yuanzi retracted his gaze, walked under the ginseng fruit tree, took out the book from the ground, and covered it with an earthy yellow earth light erupting around his body.

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In the Qinglian Valley, Bu Zhou sat on the futon with his eyes closed, and the divine domain behind him was like a shadow, and an illusory long river meandered in front of it.

The long river does not exist in the wilderness, but comes from the underworld and returns to the underworld.

If there is a saint here, I am afraid that he will exclaim in surprise, and his fate is long. Since the Qinglian River opened the way and the candle dragon was in charge, the long river of fate disappeared into the wilderness, but he didn't expect that at this time, he would be evolved into a phantom by the Buzhou clan.

At this time, the long river is unpredictable, and the luck of all living beings converges here. Suddenly, there was a dragon dragon majestic, with a canopy of gold crown on its head, which appeared from the river of fate, which was the luck of the heavenly court.

"The general trend of the Heavenly Court has been achieved, only the six imperial monks are missing and they have not yet returned to their positions!" Bu Zhou glanced at the golden dragon of luck, then withdrew his gaze and looked at another place again, where there was a huge luck slowly growing, above the luck, three phantoms appeared, the front one was more solid, but the last one was extremely unstable, and it seemed to have a tendency to collapse.

"The Three Emperors of Humanity!" Bu Zhou's eyes flashed, and his eyes turned to the last phantom, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, the illusory river of life suddenly set off a wave, but Zhou's heart moved, and he gently pointed towards the river of life, only to see that in the depths of the river of life, on a road that exudes an inexplicable light, there is a red line rising against the current, constantly impacting towards the source of the river of life.

"Is it a red cloud?" No, Zhou Shi carefully distinguished, and couldn't help but be surprised. Now that the road to detachment has only been opened up for thousands of years, this red cloud wants to preach the Tao and mix the elements?

The red cloud reversed the mixed yuan and overtook the fate, and suddenly stirred up the waves of the river of life. The reckless water of the river flowed down from the source of the river of life, hindering the progress of the red clouds.

"The path of transcendence corresponds to each monk and evolves into the same path as their own. But this way is derived from heaven and earth, and it is a move that is good to heaven. Only by corroborating with each other can we jump out of the river of fate!"

No, Zhou looked at the red line that was constantly going up the river of life, and his mouth seemed to be talking to himself,