Looking at the people who had returned to Zixiao Palace, Hongjun said lightly: "When I became enlightened, there was a sense of heaven and man to preach to sentient beings three times. Now that the sermon is complete, I should fit the word with my body to make up for the lack of heaven and earth!"

When Hongjun said this, everyone didn't know why, but they heard Lao Tzu ask: "Dare to ask the teacher, why is there a deficiency in the way of heaven?

Hearing Lao Tzu's question, Hongjun shook off the dust in his hand and said slowly: "Before the heaven and earth opened, Pangu was born, and there were avenues out, and the number of avenues was fifty. Pangu opened the heavens, only wielded forty-nine axes, so the heavens are forty-nine, so the heavenly way is incomplete, I should sacrifice myself to make up for the whole heavenly way, so that the heaven and the earth are perfect!"

After Hongjun said this, everyone was silent for a while, but they saw Zhu Yan suddenly bow to Hongjun, and said: "Teacher is merciful!" But Zhu Yan was moved by Hongjun's behavior and sincerely recognized Hongjun as a master. In all fairness, if Zhu Yan is to give up his freedom for the sake of the desolate beings and conform to the Tao, Zhu Yan may be difficult to accept.

"Dare to ask the teacher, is the teacher the way of heaven or Hongjun after the teacher joins the way?" In this depressing atmosphere, it was Di Jun who opened his mouth to ask everyone's voice.

"Hongjun is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is not for Hongjun!"

"Dare to ask the teacher, can the way of heaven be changed?" asked Yao Chi, who had always been unusually low-key.

"Under the way of heaven, the small trend can be changed, but the general trend remains the same!"

When Di Jun and Tai Yi heard this, a fine light flashed in their eyes, and they glanced at Donghua with a faint glance, and Yao Ji also distanced herself from Donghua intentionally or unintentionally, and the three of them didn't think that the so-called head of male immortals and female fairies was the general trend of heaven.

For tens of thousands of years, Donghua has offended many people by relying on the prestige of the Dao Ancestor, and even the face of the two Lich clans has never been given.

After everyone finished asking, they retreated one after another, and only Zifuzhou Yimai and Pangu Sanqing were still waiting in the main hall.

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Not long after everyone left Zixiao Palace, they were the first to wake up, counting on their fingers, this sermon has only passed two thousand five hundred years, and there are still five hundred years to reach three thousand years, and then thinking of the last words of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, they still don't understand their own carelessness in their hearts.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said, "Senior brother is broken, we miscalculated, hurry back to Zixiao Palace!" and then turned around and flew down to Zixiao Palace.

Talking indirectly led to Zhun Ti and the two of them quickly towards Zixiao Palace, it took a lot of time for them to go back and forth, and when they returned to Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Dao Ancestor had already completely passed on the method of beheading three corpses to the people of Zifu Prefecture and Sanqing. Quasi-mention and introduction miss out on such opportunities.

In the following time, Hongjun Daozu explained the path after sanctification, lost the opportunity, and the mood of the two people could not be completely calmed down, so they got a lot less, so the gap between them and Sanqing is getting bigger and bigger, if it is not for the two people who want to get the same qiē is even rarer.

In any case, they didn't miss the last opportunity, and it was a good opportunity, a hundred times better than those who left Zixiao Palace and returned to the Flood Wilderness.

It was not that no one among the people noticed this, and Nuwa woke up the moment she returned to the heavenly court, but the moment Nuwa returned to the flood wilderness, she completely cut off that opportunity, and she could no longer find the way to Zixiao Palace.

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"Zhu Yan stays, and the rest of the people will retreat! In the future, if it is not a catastrophe of heaven and earth, Hongjun will not come out. Seeing that 3,000 years had arrived, Hongjun began to drive people away.

Although Zhu Yan didn't know why Hongjun wanted to keep him, it shouldn't be a bad thing, and after ordering Bai Ze and the others to return to Zifuzhou on their own, he stood quietly aside, waiting for Hongjun's orders, and as for the futon under him, he put it away casually the moment he got up.

Seeing Zhu Yan like this, Lao Tzu hurriedly waved his hand to put away the futon under him, as for Yuan Shi and Tongtian and others, they were completely unaware of Zhu Yan's movements.

In the blink of an eye, only Hongjun, Zhu Yan and Haotian Tongzi were left in Zixiao Palace, but they heard Hongjun say to Zhu Yan: "Poor Dao has a fight with people, but I need you to be a witness!"

When Zhu Yan heard this, he gave a deep salute and said, "Zhu Yan obeys the order!" Hongjun didn't say much when he heard the words, and when he stepped out, he disappeared into Zixiao Palace with Zhu Yan.

"Xiaoyou, let's meet again!" Looking at the green-eyed old man in front of him, Zhu Yan was shocked, but he understood the object of Hongjun's fight, but Zhu Yan didn't know when Yang Mei Daxian had seen him.

As if seeing Zhu Yan's confusion, Yang Mei smiled slightly and said, "Xiaoyou has not forgotten that when the four demon gods broke the immortals, didn't Xiaoyou hide in the west and watch the battle?"

Zhu Yanyan's face was slightly red when he heard this, and then he gave a deep salute and said: "The kid is ashamed, it's the kid who sits in the well and watches the sky, and underestimates the people of the world." ”

"Hahahaha...... , a good sentence to sit in the well and watch the sky, the little friend is full of witty words. ”

Looking at the laughing eyebrow immortal in front of him, Zhu Yan gave a deep salute and said seriously: "The kid is presumptuous, dare to ask the seniors when they obtained the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit?"

Hearing this, Yang Mei Daxian stroked his eyebrows hanging on his chest, and said with a smile: "Old and talented, but it is three thousand years earlier than your master Hongjun. ”

Glancing at the smiling Yang Mei in front of him, and then at the silent Hongjun beside him, Zhu Yan forcibly suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, and pretended to be calm: "I don't know why the two of you are fighting, why do you want to find Zhu Yan to be a witness!"

Yang Mei always seems to be smiling, "In today's flood wilderness, only you have the qualifications to watch." Of course, the so-called nonsense of what to testify about is just that Hongjun, the old bastard, wants to fulfill you. ”

Zhu Yan heard this, but he understood Hongjun's hard work, and being able to witness the battle between the two saints with his own eyes was not an opportunity that anyone could have, so he was moved in his heart and said: "Zhu Yan has thanked the master for his love!"

Hongjun just nodded lightly when he heard this, turned to Yang Mei and said, "Old friend, let's fight with all our might!"

Yang Mei also put away his smile when he heard this, and said to Hongjun: "Do your best!" After saying that, the two fought. I saw Hongjun rushing to Yang Mei with an arrow, and a bamboo cane appeared in his hand at some point, and he pointed towards Yang Mei's face like lightning.

Yang Mei also appeared in the hand of two short sticks, the left hand stick waved a belt, the offensive of Hongjun was resolved, the right hand stick Taishan smashed to the top door of Hongjun, Hongjun sideways to avoid the short stick on the top of the head, the bamboo cane in his hand took advantage of the momentum, swept Yang Mei's waist .......

Looking at the two saints who were fighting, Zhu Yan's heart couldn't help but be very depressed, the battle between the two was completely unexpected, the scene of space shattering, earth, water, fire and wind rolling, but it was like two martial arts masters learning martial arts.

In the blink of an eye, the two had been fighting for nearly a thousand years, but neither of the two had a weapon that could touch each other's bodies. After another five hundred years, Zhu Yan gradually saw some clues, it turned out that the two saints knew that if they competed in mana, they might never want to distinguish a winner or loser, so they simply gave up the use of mana and won by moves alone, if whoever was first touched by the opponent's weapon or who was forced to use mana first, then who was undoubtedly the loser.

Watching the fight between the two, Zhu Yan's heart was gradually hooked. Since the crossing, Zhu Yan has never encountered a decent opponent, even if he faced the three ancestral dragons, he only relied on his strong mana and strong body to crush the other party, but his martial arts have never been used in the wilderness.

In the blink of an eye, it has been two hundred years, but Hong Jun and the two have not yet decided the winner, only to see Zhu Yan's right hand flip, take out his god-destroying spear and say to the two: "The two of them are fighting like three people fighting, the kid is not talented, I am willing to learn the tricks of the two!"

Hongjun and the two couldn't help but light up when they saw this, only to see Hongjun's bamboo cane lightly, a little cold stabbed at Zhu Yan's throat, Zhu Yan swung his spear, and set up the top of the bamboo cane, and then used his strength to swing and drive the bamboo cane to stand the short stick smashed by Yang Mei.

Seeing this, Yang Mei brushed down with the bamboo cane, and the target was Hongjun's right hand holding the bamboo cane, but he saw Hongjun's palm loosen and grasped, avoiding the short stick that hit him, and then pulled out the bamboo cane and hit Yang Mei......

A thousand years later, Zhu Yan looked at the wooden stick that was less than three inches away from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "A saint is a saint, even in the field he is best at, he can't take advantage of half of it." ”

Yang Mei also sighed, looked at the bamboo cane that stopped at his throat and said helplessly: "But the poor road lost!"

Hongjun shook his head when he heard this, turned his head to look at Zhu Yan and said, "Fang Cai's shot was already powerless to dodge, why did it suddenly stop!"

When Zhu Yan heard this, he immediately said respectfully: "The disciple doesn't dare!"

Yang Mei laughed and said, "Since that's the case, it's better for us to compare again!"

Hongjun glanced at Yang Mei affectionately, and said lightly: "Old friend, how can Hongjun not know your intentions, but there are some missions that cannot be escaped! I think about how cultivated Pangu was at the beginning, didn't he also accept the mission, and finally died in the open sky?

Yang Mei stared blankly at the direction where Hongjun disappeared, and said with tears in the corners of his eyes: "The last old friend, gone!"

Looking at the direction in which the two of them disappeared, Zhu couldn't help but sigh, "Who is a saint who is ruthless, don't you know that a saint can't escape the word 'human' after all." ”