Honghuang: I reincarnated as Purple Lotus, and I started with an authentic path

"I am Zhao Gongming, a poor Taoist priest. I am honored to meet you, Daoist Fellow Kunpeng!"

A young Taoist priest dressed in golden ingot robes, wearing a golden crown, with a handsome face and a heroic temperament, bowed to Kunpeng.

The person who came was none other than Zhao Gongming, Lu Li's third disciple, the current leader of the business world, and the late Daluo Jinxian Zhao Gongming.

When he saw Zhao Gongming, the face of the ancestor Kunpeng was very ugly.

It was not because of the name Zhao Gongming addressed him.

Although Zhao Gongming's cultivation level was not qualified to be friends with him, a great late quasi-sage.

But he was of high status.

Zhao Gongming was now considered half the master of the virtual and real business world.

Even if he was just a deputy, his status was second only to that of a saint.

This alone was enough to make friends with his peers.

What's more,

He is also the disciple of the Saint of Samsara.

Strictly speaking, the Saint of Samsara can be regarded as his teacher, after all, he has also listened to the teachings in front of the Saint of Samsara.

With the blessing of dual identities.

Below the Saint, even a great man like him who is of the same generation as the Saint is also his fellow Taoist.

Therefore, the reason why the old ancestor Kunpeng looked ugly was that the person who came was not a great man of independent cultivation, but the disciple of the Saint of Samsara, Zhao Gongming.

With the protective nature of the Saint of Samsara.

He must not be able to beat or kill his disciple, which is really a bit awkward.

As for Zhao Gongming, he is only in the late stage of Daluo, why can he keep up with me in speed...

"The virtual and real business is indeed mysterious."

"Daoyou can teleport to any place in the virtual and real world at will with the help of the power of the virtual and real world..."

"This speed is probably not much slower than that of the top powers!"

Ancestor Kunpeng said solemnly.

In the past, he only felt that the birth of the virtual and real world brought great convenience to top powers like him and even the prehistoric creatures.

Now look at it again.

If the virtual and real world is used in battle, it would be extremely terrifying.

If a Daluo uses the virtual and real business, he can catch up with me in speed.

What if it is a quasi-sage power? !

I'm afraid it will be even faster! ! !

Moreover, this is just the speed. Once the transformation of virtuality and reality is performed, the body can escape into the virtuality and reality at any time during the battle, and run away after firing a shot...

Who can bear this? !

I am afraid that even the top masters will feel extremely headache.

Thinking of this.

Kunpeng is increasingly wary of the reincarnation saint, and even when facing Zhao Gongming, he is extremely vigilant!

"Daoyou Kunpeng is joking. Compared with your escape technique, my little trick is not worth mentioning.'"

Zhao Gongming smiled faintly.

"Daoyou followed me all the way, I wonder what you want?!"

Kunpeng Patriarch did not want to greet Zhao Gongming.

He just wanted to return to the nest as soon as possible, refine the spiritual treasure, and improve his strength.

Zhao Gongming saw this,He didn't beat around the bush:

"I am here to wait for you, Daoist Fellow Kunpeng, and take back the two spiritual treasures, the River Map and the Luoshu..."

Hearing this,

Kunpeng's face became more and more calm.

In fact,

After Zhao Gongming appeared, he guessed the other party's intention.

But he kept it to himself because he was hoping for a lucky break.

But now.

Zhao Gongming spoke frankly and broke the last hope of Kunpeng's old man.

"The Saint of Samsara is too much!"

Kunpeng was furious.

Even though the other party was a saint, he still called him by his name because he was too angry.

He risked his life, risked angering Emperor Jun Taiyi, and even being hunted down by the entire demon court, to get the River Map and the Luoshu.

Before I even have the treasure warmed up, you, the Saint of Reincarnation, want me to hand it over with just one word?

Even if you are a saint, you can’t be so unreasonable!!

“What if I don’t hand it over?”

The eyes of the old ancestor Kunpeng were gloomy.

If it was any other treasure, he would never dare to compete with the saint.

But the River Map and Luoshu are different, they are the best innate spiritual treasures!

He is afraid of poverty.

It’s not easy to get two top-grade spiritual treasures, how can he hand them over easily. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But he knows better——

If he doesn’t hand it over, after the Lich Catastrophe, the saint may come to take it personally.

By that time, he will probably just lie down and talk.

But even so.

He still wants to fight!

Just as the words came to his lips, he saw Zhao Gongming taking out something, and his face suddenly changed. He quickly changed his words and said:

"Fellow Daoist Gongming, don't be impulsive!"

"These two spiritual treasures are hard-earned by me at the cost of my life. Even if the saint wants to take them, you have to give me some compensation!"

Zhao Gongming played with the talisman in his hand, looking at the old ancestor Kunpeng with a smile.

He was not surprised by the change of the latter's attitude.

You know, this talisman was given by the master himself, and it contains the power of the master's casual attack.

Even so.

The residual power it exudes is no less than that of the saint of heaven.

Once it is used, let alone the old ancestor Kunpeng is only a quasi-saint, even the saint of Hunyuan will not dare to resist it.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng. My master is not a stingy person. He has already prepared for you."[]

Zhao Gongming's lips moved, as if he said something. After hearing it, Kunpeng first showed an expression of disbelief, and then ecstasy.

If there were outsiders present, they would definitely be extremely curious.

What did Zhao Gongming say to the old ancestor Kunpeng that made such a top-notch person lose his composure.

"Good!"

"I believe in the Saint of Reincarnation."

When the old ancestor Kunpeng waved his sleeves, two streams of light flew in front of Zhao Gongming. They were the River Map and Luoshu.

"I hope the saint can rememberThe promise I made to you..."

"Of course!"

Zhao Gongming nodded.

Kunpeng said no more and turned to leave.

But at this moment.

"Boom--"

A loud noise suddenly came from the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

The sound was different from the previous self-explosion. It was more like the sound of two sacred mountains colliding.

Kunpeng looked up.

Then he saw the Buzhou Mountain standing between heaven and earth in the distant sky. At this moment, it was shrouded in a thick layer of purple light, as if it had been blessed with some great magical power.

"This is..."

Kunpeng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Reincarnation God Light? ! ”

At the same time.

Chaos dissipated.

The secrets of the sky became clear.

Ancestor Kunpeng (good job, King Nuo) was shocked.

I didn’t expect that the ancestor Gonggong was so stubborn that he wanted to knock down Mount Buzhou and destroy the prehistoric world after seeing his brothers die.

I didn’t expect it even more.

The Saint of Samsara had anticipated this and deployed the defense of the divine light of Samsara in advance, perfectly protecting Mount Buzhou.

At this moment.

Ancestor Kunpeng suddenly felt fortunate.

Fortunately, he had handed over the River Map and Luoshu to be collected early.

If he really had to bite the bullet and refuse to hand it over, and angered the Saint of Samsara, with his methods, he would probably die without knowing how.

“The divine light of Samsara? ! ”

At the same time, the top powers in the world also saw the infinite purple divine light covering Buzhou Mountain. While they were shocked, they looked at the Nether Mountain with a little more awe and fear than before.

Even Hongjun Evil Corpse frowned slightly and looked at Lu Li deeply.

Then, he turned and left.

“It’s time to go out and clean up the mess!”

Lu Li didn’t care about Hongjun Evil Corpse’s gaze, and moved away from Nether Mountain..