Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 266: Going to Wuyi Mountain, three lectures on Hunyuan!

In the past, the First Tribulation of Longhan broke out.

Zulong, Fengzu and Qilin King all died.

However, the true spirit of the Qilin King was destroyed by "Pangu" with a single finger, and could not be lured back.

Fengzu died peacefully, and his remaining soul and true spirit were split into two by Ran Deng, creating two innate beings.

One is Kong Xuan, the first peacock in the world, and he has now taken him under his wing.

The other one was a golden-winged roc. He accidentally threw it into the turbulence of the void, and its whereabouts are still unknown.

As for Zulong, Ran Deng did not find his remnant spirit.

Therefore, He took action to arrest the nine sons of the ancestral dragon, and they are still raising them in his own Buddhist kingdom, chanting sutras and practicing good deeds day and night.

This was a back-up he specially reserved for Zulong.

But not for now.

This pool of stagnant water finally had some movement, but he didn't want to destroy it immediately.

"The innate spiritual treasure can also be repaired, right?"

Jie Yin looked embarrassed. This was what he was most anxious about right now.

Borrowing things from others and then breaking them...

He had no shame in returning it like this.

"The Qiankun Cauldron can reverse the acquired and become the innate. It should be able to repair the innate spiritual treasure."

"But now this cauldron is in Hongjun's hands..."

Thinking of this, Jieyin sighed:

"Forget it, let's put the Kunlun Mirror on ourselves first."

"Anyway, the third sermon is coming soon. After that, the Qiankun Ding should fall into Nuwa's hands."

"Ask Nuwa for help. It's easier than breaking up with Hongjun!"

Thinking like this, he picked up the Kunlun Mirror and turned around to head towards the ancient continent.

He was going to Wuyi Mountain to get something that he had set his sights on a long time ago.

But at that time, the thing hadn't taken shape yet, so He didn't take it away directly, but uprooted a tree on the side.

Well, thief doesn't... Bah!

The fisherman is never in the air force!

And now, that thing is completely "mature"...

……

At the same time, there are also happy events in heaven.

Xihe was born prematurely.

Ten little golden crows were born.

Because they were conceived by "serious" creation, they did not have the same troubles as the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon.

As soon as they were born, they had extraordinary qualifications. They were only one step away from innate divinity. They were the top group of innate beings. Or should we call them: innate gods!

Of all the creatures born the day after tomorrow, only Kong Xuan was one step ahead of them, and even Wuzhi Qi couldn't compare with them.

Di Jun was naturally very happy.

With a wave of his hand, the emperor's ooze poured down from the sky like a torrential rain, and it rained for three thousand years!

I don't know how many creatures have been blessed by nature, given birth to spiritual intelligence, and turned into monsters.

The strength of the demon clan ushered in another huge explosion.

Luck is at its peak and the trend is booming!

A demon clan leader took this first step.

Fuxi, Bai Ze, and Kunpeng even took the second step!

That's right, Kunpeng made another breakthrough.

He created demon inscriptions, which combined into one yuan, made an indelible contribution to the inheritance and development of the demon clan!

The name of Demon Master is well deserved!

Therefore, the corresponding luck and merits were fully complemented, allowing him to advance by leaps and bounds and catch up with the innate and sacred "first" motorcade.

It is precisely because of this that Kunpeng is so beautiful now!

"What about Fuxi and Nuwa?"

"Both are the second step Da Luo!"

"I, Kunpeng, will never be weaker than a god in my life!"

"When I get the opportunity to go to Zixiao Palace, I can at least suppress Fu Xi!"

"When the time comes, I will also ride around on Him..."

One is happy and one is sad.

Hou Tu disappeared.

Even Nuwa didn't know where she went.

Jumang knew, but he didn't say anything.

Afraid of being swarmed by other ancestral witches and beaten to death.

After all, from some angles, he was indeed the one who cheated.

"The third lecture of Zixiao Palace is coming soon. If Hou Tu doesn't show up yet..."

Di Jiang did not continue, but his meaning was very obvious. If the Demon Clan finds out that Hou Tu is missing, then the only thing waiting for the Witch Clan, waiting for them, is the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation to kill them all!

"We can only block the news and hurry up to find her."

Shebishi sighed.

Zhu Jiuyin also nodded.

Blocking the news is not only blocked by the Wu Clan, but also requires the support of Fuxi and Bai Ze from the Demon Clan.

The same goes for searching.

At this time, Jumang's weak voice sounded:

"Do we have to go to Zixiao Palace?"

"Um!!!"

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and others were all startled.

At this time, Gou Mang said again:

"You see, our Wu clan has no soul and does not cultivate the avenue. Going to Zixiao Palace is just to join in the fun and eat at the buffet."

"And now, after having the fun twice and getting tired of the buffet, why should we go?"

"What I'm thinking is, even if we don't go, it's quite reasonable, right?"

"When the time comes, let's just say that we are in seclusion and studying how to sanctify the body. Wouldn't that be enough?"

Di Jiang: "This is not a bad idea."

Gonggong: "I feel the same way."

Zhu Rong: "Me too!"

……

"Then it's a happy decision. We won't go to this sermon!"

Ju Mang waved his hand and said.

In this way, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming and others returned to their carefree lives.

In such tranquility, time flies by.

Until, the third Zixiao Palace sermon is coming!

All the gods felt that this last time, there would be something different.

Therefore, they rushed towards the chaos early.

Outside Zixiao Palace, three thousand innate saints gathered together.

At this time, someone with sharp eyes suddenly discovered:

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't come this time?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the sound instantly attracted Di Jun's attention.

His heart suddenly tightened: Those twelve barbarians wouldn't take this opportunity to attack his heaven again, right?

His ten sons are still at home!

Taiyi saw Di Jun's anxiety, and he sent a message:

"Brother Imperial, how about I return to heaven and take charge?"

Di Jun was silent for a moment and nodded:

"please."

"I'm here, don't worry!"

Taiyi replied in a deep voice.

He turned around and turned into a rainbow light, shattering the chaos with the Chaos Bell, and kept rushing towards the primeval world.

And as soon as Taiyi left, the closed door of Zixiao Palace suddenly opened!

The third sermon began.

The gods poured into the palace and sat down in their respective places.

Not long after, a figure suddenly appeared on the futon above the jade steps.

Its traces are like the horns of an antelope, and even a burning lamp cannot see through them.

only……

"The divinity in Hongjun is getting weaker and weaker."

He thought like this and bowed down along with the gods:

"Welcome to the saint, the saint may live forever."

"This sermon is about the Tao of Hunyuan."

Under the attention of the gods, Hongjun said this.

He preached three times.

The first time is the basics, talking about Da Luo.

The second time is Da Luo, talking about the third step of Da Luo.

And this time, it is also the last time, what He wants to take is the third step of Daluo, which is the way of Hunyuan and the way of saints!

As the vast road sounds sounded, a scene different from the previous two was born...

(End of this chapter)