Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 260: There is an additional holy throne to convince Zhen Yuanzi!

"Come here often when you have time. The fruits at Zhen Yuanzi's house will ripen once every ten thousand years. It's very fast."

On Wanshou Mountain, Ran Deng sent away the three debt collectors with a smile.

Zhen Yuanzi on the side had a dark face the whole time: "This horse is my home!"

"Oh, it's all the same."

Ran Deng was laughing and laughing, and before Zhen Yuanzi could speak, he walked back into the temple.

"Aren't you going?"

Zhen Yuanzi asked in surprise.

Sanqing was tricked into leaving by this guy, but he still didn’t leave!

"Go? Where?"

Ran Deng also looked surprised: "Have you forgotten that I still have several precious disciples in my family?

As an elder, you are not even willing to let me eat a piece of fruit? "

"This guy!"

The three zombie gods who suppressed Yuanzi's anger rioted.

"Look at how scared you are."

Ran Deng curled his lips in disgust, then straightened his face and said:

"I have business with you."

After a pause, he glanced at Hongyun as if inadvertently, and then said to Zhen Yuanzi:

"You and I will go and discuss it in detail in your book!"

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes suddenly shrank, and after seeing Zhunti and Hongyun discussing openly and openly about how to steal ginseng fruits, he nodded gently.

With a flash of divine light, he and Ran Deng disappeared from the spot instantly.

In the Book of the Earth, it looks like a real world, but there is only the earth and no sky.

There are steep mountains, deep valleys and abyss, everything you need, as if the entire prehistoric land is reflected in it.

But, after all, that's not all.

Buzhou, Kunlun, Xumi and other mountain ranges are all blank.

In the Wuzhuang Temple in the Di Shu, the two people sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

"What are you going to say?"

Zhen Yuanzi asked first. He had already realized that what Ran Deng was talking about might be related to Hong Yun!

"What I said is real."

Ran Deng said coldly.

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized the meaning of Ran Deng's words: the futon is equivalent to the holy throne!

Subconsciously, his breathing became a little heavier.

At this time, Ran Deng said the second shocking sentence:

"Hongyun is dying."

"What did you say!"

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly stood up, his face filled with anger, the whole world was shaking, and thunder and lightning roared in the sky.

“The holy throne is honey to all innate holiness.

Only for Hongyun, it is deadly arsenic poison! "

Ran Deng's expression was calm.

This is the scariest thing because He is stating a fact!

Zhen Yuanzi was silent for a moment and asked in a depressed tone:

"What the hell do you know?"

"What Hongjun took from me was not only the Pangu Banner, an innate treasure, but also another Tai Chi Diagram, one of the three innate treasures formed by the fragmentation of the Pangu Ax!"

Ran Deng selectively made the truth clearer:

“And one of the conditions is that He will give me three holy heads!

This is why, even if Zhunti and I were late for the Zixiao Palace, we still had to bring two futons. "

"What does this have to do with Hongyun?"

Zhen Yuanzi asked in confusion.

"Except me and Zhunti, there are seven futons in Zixiao Palace, but I still have three holy thrones in my hand..."

Zhen Yuanzi instantly understood what he meant: "Ten saints, beyond?"

"Yes."

Ran Deng nodded: "But for the sake of the saint's face, the Hongmeng Purple Qi will definitely be distributed according to the futon.

And for the sake of stability, a holy throne must be taken back! "

"Red Cloud!"

Zhen Yuanzi's voice was a little bitter: "The one who was taken back must be Hongyun!"

"You really know something." Ran Deng sighed.

"When did you know about it?" Zhen Yuanzi asked subconsciously.

Ran Deng's words slipped to his lips, but he swallowed them back, and then said:

"In Buzhou Mountain, the Twelve Capitals' Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation can overwhelm Zhoutian's Xingdou Formation."

"That's when I discovered that the origins of Gonggong and Yishou are actually on the same level!"

"That's a level that's completely beyond me!"

"Zhunti, Luohu, the fourth step is Hunyuan." Zhen Yuanzi sighed quietly: "You and I are both chess pieces."

Ran Deng did not deny it, but nodded cooperatively.

"You are looking for me just to verify Hongyun's identity?"

Zhen Yuanzi brought the topic back, and he still had a glimmer of hope.

Because he understands Ran Deng, and Ran Deng will never act without aim.

He looked at Ran Deng and said:

"Jie Yin, don't forget that you have already promised to protect Hongyun!"

"That's why I'm here!"

Ran Deng Youyou said:

"Luo Hu is dead, but Zhunti and Lishou are still alive."

"This……"

Zhen Yuanzi hesitated.

Abandoning the original body and keeping the incarnation, but will the avatar still be the Hongyun he knows?

Although Gonggong is Hongyun, he is not in the same direction as Hongyun, and he does not even "inherit" his "goodness" to all living beings in the world!

“Gonggong is the real Hongyun.”

Ran Deng seemed to have guessed what Zhen Yuanzi was worried about, and pointedly stated:

"Hongyun just happened to meet at the right time and got a little gift from Hongjun.

The character has been affected, but the origin has not been infected. "

"And Gonggong is his original character! He is the most authentic Hongyun!"

"That's all?" Zhen Yuanzi had already closed his eyes.

Ran Deng also gave Him a definite answer:

"That's all!"

“Because it’s not just the holy position, there’s a lot involved in it.”

Ran Deng sighed a little: "Cause and fate meet, and cause and effect are like a network.

A saint is not bound by cause and effect, but he will inevitably fall into the net! "

"I understand."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded with difficulty: "What do you want me to do for you?"

"Fill the vacancies in the land book!"

Ran Deng pointed at the blank space in the center of the book.

What corresponds here is clearly...not thoughtful!

"hiss!"

Zhen Yuanzi gasped. He never expected that Ran Deng would be so bold this time!

"Is this what you mean? Or is it the meaning of the person behind you?"

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help asking.

"This is the meaning of all the innate sacredness in ancient times!"

Ran Deng said word for word:

"Pangu is dead, a saint should be established!"

"We are not pigs in a pig farm, but innate divine beings who control the rise and fall of eras and master thousands of avenues!"

"Our own destiny must be controlled by ourselves!"

"We must use practical actions to prove our determination!"

“Even if heaven and earth are lacking, how can they be complete without perfection?”

"Crazy! All of you are crazy!"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly and said: "But I sent myself to the door and boarded the pirate ship on my own!"

He was hinting at something, as if he was reminding Ran Deng of something.

"Let go, your path is not in the Wu Clan." Ran Deng said the same.

"Even the Witch Clan wants..."

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't bear it.

Although those witch clans are just bloodline creatures inspired by his incarnation, they still have a trace of emotion after all, accompanying them day and night.

He is innately divine, not a God who extinguishes all emotions and desires!

He can't stand by and watch the witch clan's extinction, thereby cutting off all cause and effect and destroying all traces!

"Hou Tu will find a way out for them."

Although Ran Deng had been prepared for a long time, it was not suitable for now, so he could only give a vague reminder secretly:

"I told Hou Tu that the path of the witch clan lies with her, not with the saints!"

"It seems that you have already planned everything..."

(End of this chapter)