The Mysterious Huang Dao Zun of the Great Desolate World

"Too true".

"The disciple is here", Taizhen also hurriedly stood up.

"You are the embodiment of pure yin, the head of the yin in the world, the yin in charge of the world, and from now on the head of the fairy, whoever achieves the position of the immortal, the fairy will worship you first, and then worship Mu Gong, and manage the fairy in the world."

"The disciple receives the order".

"This is a water purification bowl, it is the best innate spiritual treasure, to help you manage the world's fairies", then, Hongjun's hand stretched out again, and a bowl appeared.

I saw that there was a bowl of clear water inside, which was very clear.

It's endless.

"Yes, Daozu", the Queen Mother of the West was very respectful.

"This is the innate spiritual root - the peach tree, and you have a fate, it will be given to you, I hope you will be treated well", and then, Hongjun gave the peach tree to the Queen Mother of the West, so that everyone is envious and jealous.

That's a great treatment, isn't it?

It's a spiritual root again, and it's a spiritual treasure.

Especially Zhun Ti, his eyes are straight, numb, do you want to do this.

They are barren and destitute in the West, and as a result, they are two innate spiritual treasures, should they be so entrenched.

The connection is even more painful.

On the other side, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were completely dumbfounded.

Can it be like this?

Making a wedding dress for someone else?

Of course, two people are not allowed.

"Dao Ancestor, the disciple wants to establish the Demon Clan, establish the Supreme Demon Court, and benefit the heavens and the earth, please Dao Ancestor to fulfill it", Di Jun asked again.

"But", Daozu nodded.

At this time, Houtu stood up, and everyone thought that Houtu was going to make trouble, but they didn't expect it to be not.

"Dao Ancestor, the disciple wants to ask, the Wu clan does not cultivate the Yuan Shen, but there is a solution", Houtu is compassionate and compassionate, and he is also one of the people Xuanhuang worships the most.

And in his hand, there happens to be a copy of Pangu Yuanshen.

"Once Xuanhuang is solstice, the soil will live up to the witch."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

Only the Xuanhuang people understood the mystery inside.

"You all leave", and then, the gate of Zixiao Palace opened, and Hongjun Ancestor disappeared on the cloud bed.

When everyone saw this, they knew that Dao Ancestor would not say anything more, so they got up one after another.

Kunpeng Ancestor glanced at Hongyun coldly, and then Zhun Ti, Lead, and Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun held a grudge in his heart.

Someday, I will take revenge for today.

Then, Kunpeng Ancestor left directly.

"Big brother", the prince of the east came to the side of the Xuanhuang people.

"Second brother, congratulations", Xuanhuang Daoist gave the Eastern Princes a vague look.

"Hmph, some people have lives to occupy high positions, I don't know if they can stand it", Di Jun and Taiyi snorted coldly and turned to leave.

I didn't expect to make a wedding dress for the prince of the east.

The current prince of the East has become a huge stumbling block in the heavenly court, so he must die.

Three thousand people were actually quite a few, and everyone said to each other and left one after another.

Burning the lamp was at the back, glanced enviously at the great supernatural person in front of him, and turned to leave.

Houtu was preoccupied, and he kept thinking about what Xuanhuang meant in Dao Ancestor's mouth.

Could it be that the Xuanhuang Qi can be transformed into the Yuan Shen?

Didn't speak either, just left.

The River Styx is even more solitary.

Sanqing, Doumu Yuanjun, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, as well as Nuwa brothers and sisters, Mugong and Queen Mother, got together.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is a spiritual fruit in the Poor Dao Wuzhuang Temple, named - Ginseng Fruit, which blooms once in three thousand years, bears fruit in three thousand years, and is ripe in another three thousand years, and has to be eaten in the first 10,000 years. It seems that in these 10,000 years, only thirty fruits have been produced, and the appearance of the fruits is similar to that of a child who has not yet reached the age of three dynasties, with all four limbs and five senses.

The ginseng fruit tree is the spiritual root of the earth, and the fruit it bears is a rare thing. If a person is fortunate enough to smell it, he will live to be 360 years old, and if he eats one, he will live to live for 47,000 years.

I have nothing to do, so it is better to go to the Wuzhuang Temple of the poor road and get together, and sit and talk about the Tao, wouldn't it be beautiful."

Zhen Yuanzi is also a virtuous person, so he took the initiative to invite.

And the quasi-mention and introduction, Zhen Yuanzi has no good feelings.

The other party deceived his friend Hongyun's seat.

Yes, it's a lie.

Although Zhen Yuanzi is also a good person, he is not as stupid as Hongyun.

"This relationship is good, this relationship is good, you can eat Brother Dao's ginseng fruit again", Hongyun's eyes lit up.

"Everyone, there are still things to deal with in the poor road, go back to Yingzhou Island first, and then you won't participate", the prince of the east still has something to do.

Now that he has become the head of the male immortals, it is time for Penglai Wudao to appear in the world and create power.

The identity of the Eastern Prince, in the plan of the Xuanhuang Dao people, is to become the lord of the heavenly court.

Creating a force is just one of the steps.

"The poor road also said goodbye", the Queen Mother of the West and the Prince of the East also said goodbye and left.

Doumu Yuanjun was idle, so he came to Wanshou Mountain with Xuanhuangdaoren, Sanqing, Nuwa Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hongyun.

I don't know if it's due to the way of heaven, there are exactly nine people in the group.

No more, no less, to the extreme.

is different from when he came, everyone at this moment has greatly increased their strength.

In addition to the Xuanhuang people, the strongest is Lao Tzu.

Doumu Yuanjun's strength is not bad.

Soon, everyone drove colorful auspicious clouds to Wanshou Mountain.

Everyone stood in the clouds, looking at the majestic Wanshou Mountain below, and couldn't help but admire.