Chapter 37 Red Flowers, White Lotus Roots, and Green Lotus Leaves

Li Qingming looked at the Qinglian in front of him in shock and inexplicably, and muttered to himself: "This, this is the Twelve Rank Creation Qinglian?"

Hongjun glanced at Li Qingming with a smile and said, "When the six-rank Chaos Blue Lotus fell in the thirtieth Chinese New Year's Eve, only a few lotus seeds remained. These 12 products of green lotus are the most essence of green lotus seeds. Speaking of which, this heavenly book 'Fengshen List' is of great importance, and the old way has taken advantage of it!"

Sanqing nodded thoughtfully when he heard this.

"What do you see in this lotus flower according to your heart?" Hongjun nodded slightly, pointed to the twelve-grade creation green lotus in front of him, and said to Sanqing.

At this time, the sky is clear, and the three clears are all blessed to the soul.

Lao Tzu's white eyebrows raised lightly, and he watched Qinglian slowly spit out two words: "Red flower!"

In an instant, the pink lotus that exuded a charming fragrance rose into the air, and the rich chaotic aura swept towards the lotus flower in the air like a tide.

The pink halo reflected the entire hall into a sea of flowers. Countless lotus flowers float in the main hall, and the fragrant fragrance that penetrates into the heart and spleen makes people feel refreshed and happy.

In the middle of the night, the vision that filled the sky suddenly converged. There was only a red phantom in the shape of a walking stick left in the void.

"Whew!"

Lao Tzu's flat crutch from Yang Mountain suddenly took off, and the phantom of the lotus flower in the air coincided. A mighty swagger, like a saint's might, erupted from above the crutches. The qi that seemed to anger Tianwei seemed to freeze the air.

A middle-aged Taoist dressed in a brown-red gossip robe, with a wooden hairpin on his head, and a flat crutch in his hand, manifested out of the void, it was Lao Tzu's good corpse, Xuan Daozi!

Xuan Daozi's eyes were deep, and the rich power of creation in his body had not been restrained in the slightest. I saw Xuan Daozi saluting Lao Tzu and said: "Thank you for your success, Xuan Daozi is grateful!"

Returning the salute, Lao Tzu's originally quiet and inactive face showed a trace of joy, and said: "When I first met Daoist friends in Shouyang Mountain, Poor Dao made an oath that I would help Daoist friends get rid of the body of spiritual treasure......s!

Xuan Daozi shook his head slightly, and said: "Daoyou, Xuan Daozi was originally the incarnation of the corpse of Dao Friend, and this has not changed in the slightest! I am willing to be sent by Daoist friends to report on the grace of your friendship to fulfill my transformation!"

After saying that, it turned into a streamer of light and flew into Lao Tzu's brain.

Lao Tzu nodded with a wry smile, and said to himself: "Poor Dao owes a lot to Taoist friends!"

Li Qingming looked at the scene in front of him in shock, his eyes almost fell off, and he said secretly: "This is okay!"

When the primitive saw what Lao Tzu did, he also realized it. Fingering the twelve products of the green lotus, he said: "White lotus!"

The vision reappeared, with an infinite white luster, covering the sky and the earth, and the pillar of air that reached the sky seemed to want to pierce the sky. The lotus root, which was as white as jade, spun wildly, and the infinite chaotic qi was pulled, and the milk swallow shot towards the lotus root like a homing.

That huge momentum was overwhelming.

The vast starlight and chaotic qi fused together, sprinkled on the lotus root and wrapped it, and the slender body became more and more holy and pure!

"Boom!"

With a bang, the light in the Zixiao Palace was full of light, the quaint tiles and ridges were all blooming, and a touch of green suddenly appeared in the void, and the holy air was mighty, soaring into the sky.

A green emerald Ruyi, exuding a faint luster, floats in the void. The brilliant luster seems to go straight to the hearts of people, and the holy breath makes people want to worship it.

Yuan waved his hand, beckoned Yu Ruyi in his hand, rubbed it carefully, and said: "Your name is 'Yu Ruyi', and the poor Dao will not let you be buried in my hands!"

As if in response to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, Jade Ruyi suddenly flourished. The blue and white in the sky are staggered, setting off the figure of the Primordial Tianzun even more majestic!

Seeing the two brothers doing this, Tongtian was already frizzy in his heart. Seeing that the original collection was finished, he lightly opened his thin lips and spit out the words like nails: "Green lotus leaves!"

"Boom!"

The sharp Gengjin aura swept through the entire hall like a raging storm. The brilliant golden luster swirled around the few remaining green lotus leaves and rushed into the sky! The strong killing aura was even stronger than the god-killing spear that Li Qingming had just obtained.

Wisps of chaotic qi were drawn from the firmament, and the strong aura turned into a brilliant golden bridge, leading straight to the depths of chaos, like a road to heaven, connecting Zixiao Palace and chaos smoothly, making this place a thoroughfare.

The chaotic qi pillar of the entwined lotus leaves, the sword intent was flying, and it was open and mysterious.

Zixiao Palace fell silent, and a buzzing sound came from the gray-gold chaotic qi pillar, which seemed to carry endless joy, and it summoned several layers of cyan sword qi, turning the entire Zixiao Palace into a sea of sword qi.

I don't know how long it took, Chongxiao's sword qi suddenly converged. An emerald green sword full of sharpness went straight towards the door of the sky.

Li Qingming was not in much danger with him, but he still spoke up: "Uncle be careful!"

Tongtian ignored Li Qingming, but stared at the emerald green long sword in front of him without blinking, feeling the sharp qi coming from the tip of the sword, Tongtian was unmoved.

When Jian Feng was a little away from Tongtian's eyebrows, he suddenly stopped. The whole body was covered with a slight green glow, and the three-foot green front shook lightly, emitting bursts of clear sounds.

Tongtian hahadaxiao, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, danced two sword flowers, and said: "Since you are the 'Qingping Sword', since then the sword is desolate, and the Great Dao of Enlightenment, I am with you......!"

Hongjun looked at the scene in front of him and nodded, "Do you have any questions? If there is nothing to do, go back to the dojo!"

As the supreme of Daomen, when facing his orthodox heir, Hongjun is still happy to answer questions.

Sanqing, who had woken up from the joy of getting the treasure for the first time, glanced at each other, and Lao Tzu stepped forward and asked: "Dare to ask Master, what is the wonderful use of this Hongmeng purple qi, and why is it that since the purple qi has been obtained, it is still like seeing flowers in the fog, and it is impossible to see clearly?"

It is a matter of sanctification, and even Li Qingming, who has never liked to hear the sermon, pricked up his ears and cheered up his spirit.

Hongjun pondered for a long time, looked at the three apprentices with expectant expressions, smiled abruptly, and said, "Since the matter of the second rank of the foundation of this avenue has not yet been clarified, it means that the time has not come." When the time comes, the purple qi will naturally overflow and merge with the primordial spirit, thus pinning the primordial spirit on the void! This is the number of days, it cannot be said!"

Li Qingming scolded secretly when he heard this: "Grass, if you don't want to say it, just say it, what kind of genius is it?"

Sanqing is also a lost expression, this sanctification has always been a mountain in the hearts of everyone, and if it is not holy, it will end up as an ant!

"If you're fine, go back on your own!"

After that, Hongjun closed his eyebrows lightly and said no more.

Li Qingming and the others were helpless, so they had to bow down and salute, and said, "Disciples, wait for retirement!"

After everyone faded, Hongjun waved away Haotian and Yaochi, looked at the endless chaos, shook his head and said to himself: "Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves, the three sects were originally one family!