Pangu Zhengzong in the prehistoric world

"Was this agreed upon? How could he attain enlightenment and become a saint so quickly?"

"There are nine holy thrones. Hongmeng will open up a calamity and there will be eight of them. Now there is only one holy throne left."

"It's really abominable. Is it true that I have no chance of becoming a holy person?..."

In various places in the heavens, there are those who sigh with regret, those who point their fingers at the heavens and curse the injustice of heaven, and those who want to go to Mount Xumi to become disciples, and so on.

However, some thoughtful people discovered that these seven Hunyuan Golden Immortals were all powerful enough to achieve the Hunyuan Golden Immortal stage before Hongjun preached.

What's even more interesting is that these seven saints are the holders of the seven futon seats in Zixiao Palace. They are all great powers that have been cultivated since Hongmeng opened up. At this time, they still don’t understand where the number of days is.

Those seven futons are clearly the seven saints.

Among them, the most regretful ones are Patriarch Hongyun and Grandmaster Kunpeng.

One is to take the initiative to give up his throne and give up his holy throne. He wanted to be a good person, but he also didn't want to give up his holy position.

The other one was kicked out of his seat by someone else, which was extremely unlucky.

Beiming.

Waves of roars came from the Demon Master Palace, making all the demons and monsters in Beiming tremble with fear.

"Dijun, Taiyi, Hongyun Xiaoer, I, Kunpeng, swear to avenge this."

In the boundless sea of ​​the North Ming Dynasty, the blue waves are surging, and countless creatures are scared to come out. 330

Demon Master Kunpeng, with a face so gloomy that water can drip from his face, looks towards the heaven, full of endless hatred.

After joining the heaven, Kunpeng, the demon master, also gained a lot of luck, and even killed a corpse, so he joined the Heavenly Court in vain. But compared to the Holy Throne, this little luck is nothing.

"Little Hongyun, you thought you were a good person, but you caused your ancestor to lose his holy position. You deserve to die."Kunpeng's hatred is hard to get rid of.

Kunpeng is a thoughtful person after all, and he quickly recovered. Kunpeng has an idea in his mind for Hongyun.

He also has a hard time getting rid of his hatred for Dijun and Taiyi. He is angry. Together, they will eventually cause trouble.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

Hongyun ancestor was in the dojo of his friend Zhen Yuanzi, and the two of them would often eat ginseng fruit and achieve enlightenment together.

But this time, Hongyun could no longer I can’t eat ginseng fruit anymore

"Old friend Hongyun, what do you want me to say? Why did you give up this holy throne in the first place?"

Zhen Yuanzi Balabala said, and Hongyun also had a sad face.

To say who regrets it the most, it is Hongyun first. Others did not obtain the holy title due to other reasons, either due to lack of strength, lack of opportunity, or being robbed. Let’s go.

He is the only one who took the initiative to give up the holy throne to others.

If he could choose again, he would never be a bad person again.

"Who knew that it turned out to be the Saint of Hunyuan?..."Hongyun sighed.

Zhen Yuanzi reminded:"In the past, in Zixiao Palace, you not only gave up your holy position, but also caused Kunpeng to lose his holy position. The cause and effect will probably fall on you.

That Kunpeng is the Ten Thousand Demons The master has vast magical powers and is capable of killing two corpses. He also has countless demon soldiers and generals, who are extremely powerful.

You should go out less often in the future to avoid disaster. That demon master is not easy to get along with. People."

Hongyun nodded slightly when he heard the words, his face no longer free and easy.

If you are still as free and easy as before at this time, then you are really heartless.

But it is said that with the return of the Seven Saints, the general situation has changed, and the saints have become the fundamental force that controls the situation.

In this first calamity of the opening of Hongmeng, only the last holy position is left.

For a time, the powerful beings in the heavens started to move one after another, either in groups of three or two, or alone, or directly entering reincarnation to seek opportunities for reincarnation. Earn that glimmer of life.

Since the opening of Hongmeng, the cause and effect accumulated by the heavens has also appeared at this time, and the fate of death seems to be more intense than before.

It depends on how the saints interpret this fate. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Speaking of which, let’s take a look at Miluo Palace in Qingdu Mountain.

Taiyuan was preaching and teaching magical powers (dbag) to his disciples in the palace. Taiyuan sat high on the Hongmeng Taoist platform, with the golden wheel of merit shining behind his head.

Either Pangu created the world, or Taiyuan and thousands of realms returned, or Hongmeng created the universe.

These three paths are the path to great attainment.

The left hand holds the Hunyuan whisk, and next to the right hand is the Tiancenti Golden Staff. The boys on both sides hold a cattail leaf fan in one hand and Ruyi in the other.

A bell, a foot, a cauldron, and a book appear on the head of Taiyuan, which are the innate treasures Chaos Bell, Hongmeng Heavenly Ruler, Qiankun Ding, and the supreme treasure of merit and virtue, the Wordless Heavenly Book.

He cultivated Pangu in the world of mortals and attained the Hunyuan Infinite Master.

All the disciples and disciples who are sitting here hear the Tao, and they don’t know the changes in the world, and they don’t know the fate of cause and effect. Only listen to the great road, only realize the magical power of enlightenment.

I don't know how much time passed, but Taiyuan suddenly stopped, making all the disciples feel uncomfortable.

Taiyuan didn't care. When he saw that Taiyuan had collected the cloud light and various treasures, he said to all the disciples:"It is the time when the Seven Saints have attained enlightenment, and all the Saints should be talking together. This is an unprecedented event since the founding of Hongmeng. I am a master." You need to go to Zixiao Palace!"

It turns out that when Taiyuan was preaching, Hongjun of Zixiao Palace issued an edict and ordered all the saints to gather in Zixiao Palace.

The disciples didn't understand, and Taiyuan didn't say much to them. He just said to the disciples:"I will go to Zixiao Palace first, and I will preach to you when I come back. You can sit in meditation and practice in Miluo Palace!"

When the disciples heard this, they felt it was mysterious. The Antarctic Immortal was the eldest disciple. It was hard for others to speak, so he should be the one to ask questions on his behalf:

"Master once said in the past that if calamity does not appear, Hongjun will not emerge. Since the beginning of the world, countless murders have occurred. How many murders and calamities require a saint like Master to go to Zixiao Palace?"

Since the immortals from Antarctica asked, Taiyuan also explained their doubts and said:"In fact, our saints have achieved Yuanshi and achieved Hunyuan, which is a great achievement that has never been achieved in the creation of Hongmeng.

From then on, all the heavens, the universe, billions of universes will reincarnate, and the fate of all living beings will be in the hands of our saints. The so-called saint's thoughts are heaven's will, and the wishes of saints are heaven's will.

Only then did all the saints discuss together to determine the number of days. From then on, the number of days was no longer unpredictable, the fate of the gods was reduced, and our religion also prospered greatly.

However, there are still two clans of lich and demons in the world that are fighting against each other, and all the races in the wild are being coerced by them. Although this is a natural number, it is still boiling with murderous luck, which is not what our immortal family wants to see.

On this trip to Zixiao, we saints want to determine the number of days."

Antarctic Immortal Wengtou said:"I see, this disciple understands it!"

Every one of Taiyuan's disciples is highly qualified. The Antarctic Immortal has already started early, so he understands what Taiyuan said.

"Tong'er! Go and fetch the white cow!"

"Yes, sir!"

The boy hurriedly went to fetch the white bull.

Taiyuan put away the Golden Centipede, holding the Hunyuan whisk in hand, and walked towards the chaotic void alone.