Things were not as bad as Di Jun and Ming Xijue thought.
After Luo Hu made such a fuss, everyone realized the preciousness of life. Both the witch clan and the monster clan stopped thinking about going to war, tacitly did not mention this matter, and pretended that the previous grievances never happened.
Although Honghuang ushered in a temporary period of peace, Ming Xijue did not relax. Not only did he have to refine more than 10,000 small Zhoutian star streamers, but he also had to find a way to kill one or two ancestor witches, and he must kill the ancestor witches. The evil spirit in the witch's body is drawn out, after all, this is the key to the formation of the gods and evil spirits in the twelve capitals. Otherwise, the remaining ancestral witches would transfer this fierce spirit to several great witches separately, and Pan Gu's real body could still be summoned.
What's more, after seeing the battle between Hongjun and Luo Hu, Ming Xijue began to doubt her previous cognition.
He has always believed that the laws of the world are sparing no effort to obliterate him. If Ming Xijue's soul is too powerful in the Zongman world, it can only be ruled out but not obliterated, but what about this world? Luo Hu, who was so strong that he was only one step away from breaking free from the shackles of space, was also eclipsed by the Dao of Heaven, and ended up sinking into chaos forever. His current strength is far behind Luo Hu, so why didn't he be played to death by Dao of Heaven?
"The way of heaven let me go?" Ming Xijue couldn't figure it out, and finally could only shake her head, thinking that maybe the main god was doing something wrong?
Fight against the law of heaven, change your destiny, break free from the shackles of space It is clear that time is the least valuable thing, why does he still feel that time is never enough?
"I have become enlightened. I will teach Zixiao Palace tomorrow and pass on the principles of my Tao. Anyone who is destined can come." Suddenly, an ethereal and mysterious sound sounded in the ears of the entire prehistoric creature, which made people fall into it. This is the voice that comprehends the artistic conception of "Tao".
Ming Xijue's expression froze, and she put away all her thoughts.
Hongjun Li Tiandao This day has finally come!
"Taiyi, what are you still doing here?" After a while, Di Jun walked in slowly and saw Ming Xijue holding the materials for refining the Little Zhoutian Star Banner in his hand. He couldn't help laughing, "These things can be temporarily delayed." Take it easy, let's go and listen!"
Ming Xijue wondered: "Brother, do you really want to go?"
Di Jun said very calmly: "Of course."
"Aren't you afraid, after listening to it once, you will fall in love with the feeling that you don't need to take detours, and then you will be led by the nose by Hongjun, and you will never be able to walk out of your own 'road'?" What Di Jun said, he asked directly.
Are you not afraid? How can it be?
Having seen the power of Luo Hu and Hongjun, it would be too hypocritical to say that they are not envious. If there is a shortcut, who would like to take a detour? If he went to listen to the Tao, could he really give up everything decisively and not listen to it for the second time? It would be easy not to listen to the sermon now, but if a member of the demon clan listened to Hongjun's sermon and his strength grew rapidly, even surpassing him, the demon emperor, how should he deal with himself?
In an instant, Di Jun had countless thoughts in his mind, and finally he smiled with relief, and his tone was somewhat teasing and self-deprecating: "At this time, I am envious of the Wu clan."
The Wu clan has no primordial spirit, so they naturally feel that listening to Hongjun's preaching is a dispensable thing, and they don't need to be in such a difficult situation like Dijun.
Ming Xijue knew that it was difficult for Di Jun to make a choice, so he didn't say anything. He originally planned not to listen to the sermon, so as to avoid the conflict between the two views in his mind, but after knowing that Di Jun was going, Ming Xijue changed his mind.
Go and listenit doesn't matter.
Hongjun's voice echoed throughout the prehistoric world, saying that anyone who is destined can come. It seems that there are no restrictions, but in fact there are quite a lot of roadblocks. Not to mention that it is a painful thing to distinguish the direction from his voice, nor to say that the aura of the Thirty-Three Days is getting stronger and stronger than the next level, and those with poor cultivation bases can't stay at all, just say that the Thirty-Three Days handed over to Chaos There are many dangers, such as ground, water, wind and fire, space cracks, and turbulent currents, all of which can make you never return. What's more, the spiritual consciousness in the chaos can't extend very long. If you want to find the Zixiao Palace, it will not only test your cultivation, but also your luck.
These difficulties and obstacles obviously couldn't stop the two brothers of the Demon Emperor and Donghuang, so they quickly found the Zixiao Palace. This palace with a supreme status and a domineering name is unexpectedly simple, but it is in line with the law of heaven everywhere, making you feel that there is no more beautiful scenery in the world than this. Even if the existence of the Taiyi Golden Immortal has not reached the level of cultivation, if they are not paying attention, they may be attracted by a few pillars and patterns, and enter a mysterious and mysterious realm. It would be best if they could have an epiphany, but the "Tao" contained here is too esoteric for them, and the possibility of being backlashed or even becoming an idiot is even greater.
Stepping into Zixiao Palace, Ming Xijue glanced at the ground reflexively, and saw six futons neatly stacked in the first row, seven futons in the second row, and nine futons in the third row.?, Hearing the cries of the preachers and guiding them, and thinking of their difficulties, many listeners stood up one after another and offered to give up their seats for them.
The guiding Taoist still had a sallow complexion and always had a sad expression. To him, there seemed to be no difference between crying and laughing. Taoist Zhunti kept thanking everyone, but he felt extremely embarrassed in his heart. They are also the top figures of Daluo Jinxian. Everyone treats them kindly on weekdays, but now they have to tear off their scars and show them to everyone. Just to get a good position
Ming Xijue watched this scene with cold eyes, and suddenly didn't hate Taoist Zhunti anymore.
Zhunti Taoist's behavior of hunting people and treasures everywhere, and repeatedly intervening in the Battle of the Conferred Gods is indeed embarrassing, but if the three Qings are in a line, how can the Western religion have a chance to prosper? People who are born with everything, but despise those who work hard with both hands to make their lives better The ending of the great prosperity of Buddhism is already the most straightforward slap in the face. Thinking about it carefully, Taoist Zhunti didn't seem to have done anything harmful. As for you, you said that you took a bunch of disciples from Chanjiao as your legs and pets? I'm sorry, most of the people who did these things were people in the teaching circle, but they just defected to Buddhism, not to mention discrimination against monster races is the mainstream trend However, as the Eastern Emperor, it's better to hate this guy, right? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com