Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

Chapter 172 Discussion on the Unknown Road

That glass of wine, that grilled fish, that man named Qing He.

These questions hidden in the bottom of my heart were originally just a glimmer of hope in Zhun's heart when he asked to see this unknown gentleman.

In fact, Zhun Ti didn't have much hope in his heart for this hope.

However, at this moment.
When he heard that Mr. Unknown who had the grace of regeneration in front of him asked that sentence, Zhunti suddenly felt that his mind was shaken.

"Mr. Unnamed, may I ask if Qing He, the Taoist friend who was mentioned in the reincarnation, is also in this prehistoric?"

Amidst this mental shock, Zhunti took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"If he is in the wild, how do you plan to deal with it?"

Facing Zhun Ti's gaze, Lin Yi asked.

"If he was in the wilderness, I would like to treat him to a glass of wine and a piece of fish."

"That's all?"

Lin Yi asked again.

"That's all."

Quanti nodded.

Drink a glass of wine and eat a fish. How deep is the wine and how wide is the fish? Whether you drink it for a day or for thousands or thousands of years.

Zhunti didn't say much about these words.

Having said that, it is inevitable that there will be some emptiness in my heart.

Needless to say, it seemed very sincere.

After all, he also just wants to drink wine, eat fish, and recount old friends.

Looking at Zhunti's calm face, I thought of the scene where Zhunti and Minghe drank until they were drunk in the illusion every time they went to Zixiao Palace.
There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Ji Dong's mouth.

"I'm still wondering if you will abandon Xixi and go directly to him."

As the words fell, Lin Yi smiled, and before Zhunti could speak, he continued slowly.

"When the third Zixiao Palace opens, you will meet him, in the collision of that Tao."

"Can't sir tell Zhunti directly?"

Hearing Ji Dong's answer, Zhunti couldn't help saying helplessly while he was delighted.

"In this way, wouldn't it seem too boring?"

Aiming at the trace of resentment that appeared in Ti's eyes at the right time, Lin Yi turned a blind eye and said.

"Among this prehistoric world, there are very few interesting things that are worthy of my attention."

After saying this, Zhunti was about to ask again, but with a ray of mountain wind blowing in, the unknown Mr. in front of him had quietly disappeared like a ray of clouds.

"When the Zixiao Palace is opened for the third time, we will meet."

Seeing this, Zhunti didn't force it anymore, but held the teacup in both hands, quietly looking at the world he had opened up.

"Sure enough, as I judged before, if Qinghe is a prehistoric creature, he will definitely step into Zixiao Palace.

In this way, Qinghe should also have stepped into Zixiao Taoist Palace in the first two times, and his experience is very likely to be the same as mine before.

Therefore, he and I met in that sea of ​​blood and fantasy sky. "

Thinking of this, Zhunti's mind suddenly appeared one after another in Zixiao Palace.

"Who is he, will he remember me the same way I remember him?
If you remember me, you will definitely be like me, every time you step into Zixiao Dao Palace, you will be at the end.

Because, we all drink.

If he doesn't remember me, maybe he will still blame me."

After thinking about it, Zhunti's body gradually disappeared from the sky of Bodhi with a calm expression on his face.

Regardless of whether you remember it or not, if you meet each other, he will definitely recognize it.

"Junior brother, it seems that you have succeeded."

On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin watched Zhunti wake up with a smile, and said with relief.

"Well, everything went well this time around."

Following these words, Zhunti's eyes fell on the more distant barren world, and he pointed.

Although the reunion of old friends is expected, this western world is more important.

hum!
In an instant, a little golden light bloomed at the tip of Zhun Ti's right finger, soaring into the sky.

Boom!

In just a moment, the blue sky with a radius of a million miles, with the golden light sinking in, suddenly rainwater gathered amidst bursts of thunder.

Clap la la.
In just the blink of an eye, under the entire western sky, there was boundless golden rain falling from the sky.

The rain is muffled by thunder, and everything moistens silently.

In a short while, with the rain falling, barren mountains and dry lakes were seen glowing with vitality.

"Senior brother, it won't be long before the whole of the West will not only return to its original appearance, but will also be even better."

Looking at every place in the world, under the nourishment of the golden rain, from the original barren to the verdant appearance, Zhunti said with a smile.

"It seems that junior brother has already obtained a definite answer from Mister Wuming this time."

Feeling the joy in Zhunti's heart, he had known for a long time that there was always a trace of regret in his heart, and he soon understood.

"Ah."

Zhunti didn't hide the slightest bit about the question about the introduction, but said it directly.

"Mr. Wuming once said that my old friend and I will meet because of the collision of Dao when Zixiao Palace reopens."

"Being able to bring together two strangers in the same samsara scene in the prehistoric wilderness is in line with Mr. Unknown's way of doing things.

It's just, the collision of Tao."

Having said that, there was a hint of solemnity in Jieyin's eyes.

"Could it be that this is the third opening of Zixiao Palace, in addition to preaching, there will also be disputes.

If so, those six positions may not be enough. "

A collision of Dao, but only a few words.

But within Zixiao Palace, there are a full three thousand innate saints.

These congenital sacredness are all the top powers in the prehistoric world today.

Some are the lords of a party, some are the heads of a clan, and some are idle and wild cranes, but when it comes to their birth, they are the best.

The Witch Clan, the Monster Clan Heavenly Court, the former three clans, and those tyrannical groups that are still active in the prehistoric land at this time.
Thinking of this, the six completely different seats sitting in front of Enlightenment suddenly appeared in Jieyin's mind.

souls, vying for seats!

Although the words are light, the scene will be so intense that there are probably words that can describe it.

"I hope that at that time, fellow Taoists will have the Dao in their hearts, but not just for the sake of fame."

Jieyin sighed in his heart.

But when Jieyin was thinking about how to resolve the possible calamity after the battle for the position, he heard Zhunti on the side speak.

"Brother, no matter what, I plan to fight this time."

Zhunti naturally understood the worries in the words of the guide, but even if he understood, his eyes were still firm enough.

Because this time, he couldn't miss it.

"In the past, when I left the illusion of reincarnation, I owed him a pot of wine, but now my junior doesn't want to leave any regrets."

"Since the younger brother wants to fight, my brother will definitely help you."

Meeting Zhunti's gaze, Jieyin nodded with a smile after a moment of silence.

If the calamity is going to happen, it cannot be stopped.

Only by facing it calmly can we be reborn after the catastrophe.

With the emergence of this thought, Jieyin also seemed to understand a little more about the warning he had spoken with Lin Yi that day.

Fighting is not necessarily just robbery.

With the emergence of enlightenment in his heart, Jieyin looked at the moved Zhunti, and took the initiative to speak.

"In the past, the demon lord preached to you and me in order to deal with the Sanqing, but it is a pity that during the catastrophe that day, the Taoist ancestor appeared.

Therefore, that fight did not appear after all.

To be honest, I really want to see the Daoism of Sanqing Fellow Daoists. "

Before the second sermon in Zixiao Palace began, he preached outside Zixiao Palace, and one of the Three Purities, the Empress Dowager, preached in the Enlightenment Platform.

Although the two preached in different directions, after learning about the matter afterwards, Jieyin couldn't help but express the meaning of discussing the Tao in his heart.

It was only later that Daozu taught the way of Da Luo to open the sky, and because of Luo Hu's matter, he wanted to inform Di Jun and Tai Yi first, so he missed that opportunity.

After all, although discussing the Tao is important, in Jieyin's heart, saving the Western world is even more important.

Now, he and Zhunti have succeeded in opening the heavens successively, and the calamity of the western world is no longer a problem.

In this way, naturally it can no longer be limited to the western land as before.

"However, Junior Brother, please remember that this battle is not a battle of fierceness, but a battle of discussion."

As the words fell, Jieyin's gaze, the moment he raised his head, looked at the wider sky.

In addition to the western world, their future Tao is still in a wider prehistoric world, and may even extend to the depths of chaos.

If the world is suffering, I would like to cross the world; if there is resentment in the boundless, then I will walk in the boundless.

"Amitabha."

With the emergence of this thought, Jieyin slowly closed his palms.

"Brother, you must remember the teaching of your brother."

On the side, Zhunti nodded solemnly.

A moment later, the two people's way of opening the sky echoed in the entire western world in each other's discussions.

At the moment when the sound came, in the western world that had just come back to life, there were verdant green grasses dancing to hear the sound, and clear rivers seemed to be jumping for joy, rippling with a little spiritual light.

Mountains, rivers, rocks, earth.
All living beings living in the western world, along with the wisps of cool wind that sent the Taoist voice, born of ignorance from unintentional chaos, and because of the passage of time, bloomed that extremely important ray of aura.

As the breeze drifted further and further away, the scope of the voice's spread became wider and wider.

Thousands of years later, the sound of Dao is still lingering, echoing in the world.

But on Mount Sumeru, there is already one person missing.

"Junior brother, have you ever thought that if it was not Mr. Unnamed who sent your old friend into the scene of reincarnation that day, but other powerful people...
Then what will it be like when you meet each other? "

Looking at the direction where he was escorted away, echoing the words of his senior brother before he left, Zhunti's face fell into deep thought.

"This is your way, not mine. I just want to live forever. What's wrong with me?"

At this moment, Zhunti couldn't help but think of the angry words of Styx when he quarreled with Styx.

"It's just that the way is different, if you want a glass of wine, you should know how to drink it, Qing He?"

With the emergence of this thought, Zhunti slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)