Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 140 Fuxi takes over, Di Jun’s way of Yin and Yang ethnic groups
"Yes!"

Fuxi's simple word completely shattered the plastic friendship between him and Ran Deng.

"Forehead……"

A trace of cold sweat broke out between Ran Deng's brows, and he was stunned and silent.

At this moment, Kunpeng's low, mosquito-like voice suddenly sounded:

"To actually describe Nuwa as an ignorant goddess, you must have bad intentions."

"To shut up!"

"To shut up!"

Ran Deng and Fu Xi shouted at the same time.

"Why can't I be kind?"

"Why isn't my sister the goddess of ignorance?"

They shouted and asked again.

At this moment, the two great Luo gods shared the same hatred and united the front, and the "deep" friendship of the past seemed to be back.

On the contrary, Kunpeng's expression changed drastically, and he was so horrified that his pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead:
"Why did I say what was on my mind?"

As soon as these words came out, Kunpeng looked as if he had seen a ghost, and quickly covered his mouth with his hands to prevent himself from saying any more "rebellious" words.

But just these two sentences were enough for Fu Xi and Ran Deng to sentence him to death.

As for what might be fishy in it, it doesn’t matter...

"Bian! Give me the smoking Bian!"

"What I'm saying, haha, what a true thing!"

Fuxi glanced vaguely at Ran Deng, and the Taoist charm on his fist became three points thicker.

Then, there were screams of inhumane wailing, which made the listeners sad and shed tears. All of them clasped their hands together and walked in silence toward the Lantern Hall.

Finally, it ended with the painful cry of "Smoke, smoke".

Of course, some "unfounded" issues related to "godhead" have also been discussed.

"follow me."

Leaving Kunpeng behind, Ran Deng led Fuxi to the center of Penglai Immortal Island, in front of a magnificent and magnificent Immortal Palace.

"Squeak~"

As soon as the two gods arrived, the main door of the hall suddenly opened, and a righteous, majestic and noble king walked out.

"Hahaha, Ran Deng, which fellow Taoist can you recommend in person?"

Duke Dong Wang stopped in front of the two gods and looked carefully up and down. Seeing Fuxi's majestic and leisurely appearance, he secretly said "good" in his heart!

"My king, this Taoist friend is incredible. His name is Fuxi. He is here specifically to solve my king's troubles."

Ran Deng replied with a smile.

If we say that He doesn't explain, it would be better to say that He is just pushing the boat along.

The Heavenly Laws and Orders made his head almost explode when he thought about them, but he didn't even issue a few of them.

He was just thinking about finding a reason to lure Fuxi and Bai Ze over.

But now, someone who has taken over the pot has arrived at your door... Jie Jie Jie!

How can I let it go?

Hearing Ran Deng say this, Fu Xi's eyes first flashed with astonishment, and then he seemed to understand something, and returned to normal in an instant.

In the dark, he specially picked out the unpleasant words to convey to Ran Deng. He didn't even dare to write out those beautiful words and his vast writing skills.

In the end, there was only one hysterical question:

"What the hell are you trying to do with this set of tricks?"

In contrast, Ran Deng is indifferent from the inside out, and his explanation to Fu Xi only has a light sentence: "Don't worry, it will be good for you."

Fuxi was completely shocked when he heard this familiar tone of voice: "I beep beep beep beep beep..."

However, after listening to Ran Deng's explanation, plan, and goals of the "Tian Tiao Laws", he suddenly became strangely quiet and fell into deep thought.

"It's done!"

Ran Deng was not surprised by this scene, and the suona that appeared on his waist slowly dimmed.

The six roots are pure and let God force the sage!
"A Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, plus a Heavenly Law and Order, is enough for Fuxi to study for hundreds of thousands of years, right?"

He calculated carefully and finally nodded heavily:
"Well, that's enough!"

"I have enough time to do other things!"

"Be careful of what I do. What bad intentions can I have?"

"I just want to create a race with Nuwa..."

Finally, Ran Deng left Fuxi with a golden lotus of twelve grades of merit and an eight-treasure pool of merit, and then turned into an escaping light and headed towards the boundless sea of ​​stars.

……

Lunar star.

Under the innate laurel tree, there are two Dharma images that are ups and downs, one is Yin and the other is Yang. When Yin and Yang meet, infinite mystery bursts out.

It is the two gods Di Jun, Xi He!
And during the interaction between their Qi machines, the light of the sun and the moonlight of the lunar mellow blended together, actually refining the void and turning it into reality, condensing drops of purple-gold liquid, exuding a mysterious and strange aura, turning them into a huge water ball that will surround the two. God is wrapped up in it.

"Boom~"

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and the water tree exploded, revealing Di Jun, Xi and the two gods.

At this time, Di Jun's eyes opened, and a golden light burst out. The surrounding time and space seemed to freeze, and drops of purple-gold water dropped in the air.

Di Jun stood up slowly, stretched out his hand, and caught a drop of water in his hand.

At this time, the surrounding time and space returned to normal, and water droplets fell from the sky like jade beads falling from the sky.

"Star Lord, what is this?"

Xi He blushed and looked at Di Jun curiously.

"The product of my dual cultivation."

Di Jun explained very calmly, but a trace of spiritual consciousness poured into the water droplet, analyzing its essence and characteristics.

“It contains a hint of yin and yang, which can help all things to develop wisdom and increase their spirituality.

However, it only helps some acquired creatures, and its effect on innate creatures is minimal. "

Di Jun shook his head in disappointment, and with a flick of his fingers, watered it to the innate laurel tree.

That's right, it's just an accessory produced during practice. What can He expect from it?
"Now that all the gods in the Star Sea have... fallen, Ancestral Dragon, Feng Zu, and Qilin King are watching eagerly from the side. The boundless Star Sea seems stable, but in fact it is already in danger!"

Thinking of this, Di Jun's heart kept feeling blocked. Why did he believe Fuxi's nonsense in the first place!
Especially after Nuwa set up the Heavenly Tribulation, broke the shackles of blood, and opened a great opportunity for the creatures of heaven and earth, the strength of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribes will definitely skyrocket again!

When the time comes, Zulong and Fengzu come with thousands of Daluo Jinxian, what will he do to resist?

"Oh!"

Thinking of this, he punched the innate laurel tree, leaving deep punch marks on this top-quality innate spiritual root!
"It's time to leave yourself a way out."

Emperor Jun's eyes were dark, and when he looked at Xihe again, there was already a special charm in his eyes:
"Fellow Taoist Xihe, are you willing to join me on the great road of Yin and Yang ethnic groups?"

"The Avenue of Yin and Yang Clan?"

Xihe was slightly startled: "I only know the way of the ethnic group, but I still don't know what the Yin-Yang Avenue of the ethnic group is?"

"It's okay, I will explain it to you carefully..."

Emperor Jun waved his hand, and Hetu Luoshu bloomed with infinite fairy light, like a curtain falling from the sky, blocking all prying eyes.

There is no need to describe too much about what is going to happen next...

(End of this chapter)