But just when everyone was immersed in the shock of Hongjun's sanctification, in the space under the Tianchi, Xingtian, who had been sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years, finally moved.

Hongjun is holy, bless the world!

Xingtian's soul was injured, and finally, with the amnesty of the world at the moment of Hongjun's sanctification, he was released from that dark room.

When Xing Tian was sober, no one paid attention, because everyone was attracted to Hongjun.

Even if Xingtian cultivated in a short period of time and continued to break through, it was finally suppressed by Hongjun Sanctification and did not make too many waves.

"Whew!" In the Tianchi space, Xingtian, who was sitting cross-legged, exhaled a light breath, his eyes flashed, and the breath on his body became more and more unpredictable.

Xingtian didn't go out in a hurry, Hongjun's vision of sanctification and preaching were not announced, and it was just right to go out after Hongjun was announced.

Xingtian had taken too long to sleep this time, and his injuries were worse than the previous one.

The previous time, at least there were relatives in front to protect me, but this time there was none. Xingtian didn't expect that Tianhu and those people would be so crazy, and it was completely something that only crazy people and fools would do.

Thinking of this, Xing Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was too proud at that time, and thought that everyone was as wise and martial as himself. But forget the most essential problem, if those usurpers were really smart people, they would not do such a stupid thing as hooking up with dragons.

It's too late to say anything, hundreds of thousands of years of sleep is the biggest price.

At this time, Xing Tian suddenly thought that his eldest brother seemed to have arrested the dragon clan that injured him, as well as those defectors and fellows.

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed in Xingtian's eyes. He doesn't have the habit of laughing and hating, since he hurts him, he is an undying existence.

Thinking of this, Xing Tian silently thought in his heart: "Hongjun Dao Ancestor, please don't blame me for giving you a bloody rain on the happy day of your sanctification." ”

At this time, Hongjun had just finished announcing the matter of Zixiao Palace's preaching, and Xing Tian grinned when he heard this.

"Haha, Zixiao Palace's three lectures? This must not be missed, especially the treasure of Fenbaoyan, with my punishment heaven, no one wants to get involved. ”

However, if he wants to get the things of Fenbaoyan completely, Xingtian still needs to find some helpers.

With a plan in his heart, Xingtian did not continue to stay in the Tianchi space, and a dodge left and appeared outside the Tianchi, and quickly walked towards the place where the three of them were.

As soon as he walked to the place where the three of them were drinking tea and chatting, Xing Tian heard the conversation between them.

"Hongjun Daoist, I've never heard of it, but my cultivation is really strong!"

"When will we preach?"

"yes!"

Having not experienced the flood of the three lectures of Zixiao, although every monk knows the sermon and is working in this direction all the time, he does not know anything about how to preach the Tao and what to call after the sermon.

What's even more sad is that up to now, there has not been a single monk who has been able to break through to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and reach the quasi-saint. Only the patriarchs of the three innate clans have ever reached it, but the four of them relied on becoming their respective overlords and forcibly breaking through with the help of their huge racial luck.

Only after experiencing the three lectures of Zixiao, Hongjun Daozu said the concept of saints, quasi-saints, and the method of beheading three corpses to preach the Tao, that everyone understood that Da Luo was a quasi-saint after that, and the Tao was to become a saint.

Moreover, the concept of the Heavenly Saint was also forcibly instilled by Hongjun, and the number of saints was also instilled. But he didn't say anything about the Rahu who had become the supreme heavenly demon of Great Freedom.

At this time, Rahu was also like him, although he was not a saint, he had already achieved the Tao of Mixed Yuan Daluo Jinxian.

Everyone's vision was unconsciously limited by Hongjun to compete for the holy position and Hongmeng Purple Qi, but they forgot the laws of the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao, all of which can be preached.

These torture heavens will not speak, because the first line of martial arts will not take the path of beheading three corpses to become holy, and it is not suitable for the first line of martial arts.

"Alas!"

Just when Xingtian's thoughts were flying, Shang Yang sighed faintly at this time, and said, "I don't know when the master will wake up?"

"Haha! Shang Yang, you are slandering the master behind your back. Hearing that the people closest to him cared about him, Xingtian's heart was hot, a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help grinning.

Xingtian's sudden voice startled the silent and sad three. Among them, as the most familiar Shang Yang with Xingtian, his body trembled slightly, and he turned his head in disbelief, she will never forget this voice, and she is looking forward to calling her name again every day.

"Master?" Shang Yang turned around and saw Xingtian's familiar face and the smile that hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha! What, has the master changed a lot?"

The familiar voice came again, Shang Yang couldn't hold back any longer, tears dripped involuntarily, and he cried and pounced on Xingtian.

The Queen Mother of the West on the side also reacted: "Brother!" shouted and cried and pounced on Xingtian.

Seeing the two of them rushing towards him, Xingtian smiled and opened his arms, hugged the two of them left and right in his arms, and let the two cry into tears in his arms.

As for Houtu, it's a bit embarrassing. In terms of blood relationship, she and Xingtian are the closest, but she can't be as unscrupulous as the Queen Mother of the West and Shang Yang in Xingtian's arms, because they are still meeting for the first time and are not familiar with each other!

Xing Tian first smiled apologetically at Houtu, and began to appease the two of them one by one. One was his sister and the other was his maid.

Xingtian played at a super level today, and all the young people in his belly were drummed up, and finally made the two of them burst into laughter.

Houtu on the side, watching the three of them reveal their true feelings, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

"Houtu Ancestor Witch, let you see a smile. Xing Tian took one in one hand, walked back to the place where he had just drunk tea, and apologized to Houtu.

Xingtian didn't know how to call Houtu, so he could only call him Zuwu.

"It's okay, this is the expression of your brother and sister and the affection of the master and servant, which is really enviable. Houtu's smile was a bit far-fetched, at this time, she felt a bit like an outsider.

"Haha!" Xing Tian smiled when he heard this, looked at the Queen Mother of the West and Shang Yang who were sitting quietly beside him, and couldn't help laughing, and his laughter was full of satisfaction.

Looking at the three of them, Houtu felt that he should leave, at least he had to hide, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Houtu stood up and said, "Xingtian, you have just woken up, I won't bother, I'll go back first." ”

When Xingtian heard this, he knew that this was not a good time, so he said: "Houtu Ancestor Wu, when I am busy with the matter at hand, I will go over to visit." ”

"Hmm!" Houtu hurriedly replied and turned to leave.

"Alas!" Looking at the departing Houtu, Xingtian couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother, Sister Houtu is not the ancestor of your Wu clan, why do I feel that you are very angry with her. The Queen Mother of the West looked at the Houtu who left in a hurry and the sighing Xingtian, and asked in confusion.

"Although we are both Wics, we are not living together. However, we are all a race, blood is thicker than water, and life is only temporary, as long as we have more contact, we will awaken the trace of family affection in the blood. ”

Xing Tian touched the long hair of the Queen Mother of the West and explained to her with a wry smile.

"Oh!"

Although the Queen Mother of the West has the cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian, but such a person is sophisticated, and she can understand it if she is not a high cultivation, so she can only respond ignorantly.