Honghuang: Rebirth of Caiyunxian, Steady Becoming a Saint

Time flies, and the years flow by.

As time flies, the atmosphere between the witches and liches becomes more and more intense, and it seems that a fuse is just around the corner.

At this time, both the witches and the demons are preparing for the final battle between the witches and liches!

The witches and liches have been preparing for nearly a Yuanhui. Obviously, no matter who comes, they can't stop the fight between the witches and liches.

It is estimated that once the deadline is reached, the battle on Zhoushan is inevitable.

Originally, several saints were expecting other saints to take the initiative to calculate the witches and liches, so that the war between the witches and liches will burn as soon as possible.

But after waiting for thousands of years, no one did so.

In the eyes of Taishang and Yuanshi, as early as the "Emperor's Tribulation" period, the battle between the Immortal Court and the Demon Court was initiated by Zhunti Taoist.

If it weren't for the Taoist Zhunti secretly moving the [Innate Fusang Tree] from the Sun Star to the East Sea and blaming it on the East Sea Immortal Court of the King of the East, Taiyi and Dijun would not have attacked the King of the East in anger.

But in the eyes of Jieyin and Zhunti, the situation has changed, and the war between the witches and demons today should be provoked by the Eastern Saint.

It's good enough that they can cooperate to disturb the heavenly secrets.

Sure enough, seeing that the truce is approaching, Yuanshi Tianzun finally can't wait.

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

"White Crane Boy, go and call the deputy leader."

Yuanshi Tianzun sat in Yuxu Palace for a thousand years after leaving Shouyang Mountain. He expected Jieyin and Zhunti to take action as before, but the two Western saints were as slow as dead and didn't move. Today, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't wait any longer.

"Greetings to the Saint Master."

When Yuanshi Tianzun saw that the Taoist Randeng had arrived, he said to him:

"Randeng, among the disciples of our Chan Sect, you have the highest level of cultivation and the most insightful mind. Today, our sect has an important matter that needs to be entrusted to you."

"Master, just do what you want!"

"Now that the catastrophe has arrived, you are going to the East China Sea... this and that... You need to do this in secret. Several of us saints will help to cover up the secrets of you."

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely handle this!"

But the Taoist Randeng took the treasure given to him by Yuanshi Tianzun down Kunlun Mountain and headed straight for the prehistoric East China Sea.

After all, it is a stigma to provoke the fuse of the final battle between the witches and the demons, so Yuanshi Tianzun certainly does not want his own disciple to do it.

This Burning Lamp Taoist, who has reached the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, is just the right person.

Time flies by, and it is said that on the shore of the East China Sea, on Tanggu Island, there is a ten-thousand-foot spiritual root.

The roots of this tree are connected to the earth fire, the trunk is red, and it spews out the innate sun fire all day long.

It is precisely because of this that the sea water vapor steaming from the sun fire has rendered the ten-thousand-mile Tanggu area hazy.

This tree is the tenThe Fusang sacred tree, one of the great innate spiritual roots, originally grew on the Sun Star, but during the "Emperor's True Tribulation" period, Jie Yin and Zhunti moved it to Tanggu Island to frame Zifu Xiantian.

After the catastrophe, this spiritual root was no longer among the best innate, but its divine power still existed.

Because the tree is 20,000 feet tall, the shade of the tree is more than 10,000 miles in circumference. There are two main trunks that support and circle each other, and they grow from the same root, so it is named "Fusang".

The innate Fusang tree has fruits and leaves. The fruits and leaves cannot be taken alone, otherwise they will be innate poisons.

Previously, Donghuang Taiyi placed ten little golden crows on this Fusang tree. The blazing sun golden flames emanated from the body of the golden crow. From a distance, it looked like ten huge suns.

In order to let the little golden crow cultivate his mind and cultivate his nature well, Donghuang Taiyi used the innate Fusang tree to speed up his cultivation, so he laid an innate restriction on Tanggu Xiandao.

It not only restricts the little golden crows from going out, but also protects them from being harassed by outsiders.

Today, the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, the Taoist Master Ran Deng, finally came to the East China Sea quietly.

Speaking of which, although the Taoist Master Ran Deng knew that this was a dirty job, he was happy to do it.

Nothing else, just because he took the initiative to ignite the fuse of the final battle between the witches and liches, he, the Taoist Master Ran Deng, could also benefit.

And after seeing the innate spiritual root in the Tang Valley, the Taoist Master Ran Deng was also very envious.

Seeing the Fusang tree, the branches and leaves were all red, and the veins were yellow.

It seemed that there was a golden flame of the sun flowing, nine branches below and one branch at the top.

The flame was hidden, the heat was steaming, and the red smoke was surrounded.

There were ten golden three-legged golden crows living on it.

The golden crows looked around, and their spirits were high.

The golden wings were dazzling, and the flames were flying all over the body. From time to time, some fire cores fell and were absorbed by the leaves of the Fusang tree. It was obvious at a glance that the magic power was not enough and the flames on the body could not be controlled freely.

The ten golden crows were like ten small suns, illuminating the entire Tang Valley into eternal daylight.

The huge heat scorched the earth, and the earth turned into pieces of flame glass under this heat.

Only the Fusang tree was shining brightly under the golden flame of the sun, and there was no sign of withering due to the high temperature.

In this way, the ten golden crows lived on the Fusang tree, and the flames they accidentally emitted were absorbed by the Fusang tree.

It was also because the Jinwu’s cultivation was not good enough that it could not control the golden flame of the sun that it was born with, and the spiritual energy gathered by the Fusang tree was absorbed by the Jinwu, which really complemented each other.

Under the daytime sky, countless stars fell from the sky and landed on the Golden Crows. The starlight was so huge that it looked like a river in the sky, rolling down. The Golden Crows were like children playing in the river, flying around in the galaxy, and their magic power was growing all the time.

The power of the stars is one of the original powers between heaven and earth, but the 365 ancient stars were hanging high above the heavens, covered by the Zhoutian Star Array, and the power of the stars was not strong enough.They would not fall into the prehistoric land. Even if ordinary immortals have secret methods, they can only stir up a few stars.

Only the close relatives of Emperor Jun can do this kind of falling stars to form a long river of starlight.

Originally, Emperor Jun hoped that the ten little golden crows could practice well in Penglai and become the backbone of the demon clan and the pillar of the heaven in the future. However, he did not expect that the ten little golden crows were spoiled since childhood. How could they be the kind of people who could calm down and practice?

Although they were blessed by nature, their magic power increased day by day, but their mood became more and more impetuous.

The ten little crows looked dejected at this time, and they really had no good mood.

Although this Tang Valley was beautiful, they really liked it when they first came here a thousand years ago, but they got bored after a long time.

In order to protect their safety, Donghuang Taiyi even set up a congenital formation outside Tanggu. People outside could not enter without the cultivation of Daluo Jinxian, and people inside could not leave without cultivating to Daluo Jinxian.

So the ten golden crows have not been out for a long time. In the past thousands of years, they have not seen outsiders on the island.

After all, the final battle between the witches and the liches is coming. Whether it is Dijun Taiyi or Xihe Wangshu, they are either in seclusion or busy with the affairs of the heaven, so it is difficult to estimate the ten golden crows for a while.

There was a little golden crow complaining: "Brothers, when can we go out?"

"This Tanggu Fairy Island is so small, I'm tired of it."

"Yeah, I'm bored too!"

"Yeah, the 33rd heaven is better, there we can fly freely!"

"What a pity, only when we cultivate to the Daluo Jinxian can we control the sun's true fire in our bodies, and only then can we brothers leave the island."

Just when the ten little golden crows were bored and looking for fun in Tanggu, suddenly a little golden crow shouted excitedly:

"Brothers, come and see, I found a little monster, a little monster with low cultivation and not afraid of our sun's true fire!"

After hearing the shout of the golden crow, the other nine golden crows flew over at once.

Since the arrival of the ten little golden crows, there are almost no other creatures on the island, as the sun fire in their bodies goes out of control from time to time.

Now that they have found a little demon, they can have a good time together and relieve their boredom.

A little golden crow looked at the little demon in front of him, who was covered with scars and bloodstains, and was breathing more than exhaling, and asked hurriedly:

"Xiao Shi, why did you almost kill this little demon?"

"No, no, he was like this when I found him. How can we, as the sons of the demon emperor, kill other demons at will?"

"Well, since it's not you, it seems that someone outside did it."

"Look at his body's injuries, it seems that he has experienced a desperate fight. "

Soon, the leader of the Golden Crows flew here, and the little Golden Crow asked arrogantly: (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Where are you from, little demon? How dare you break into Tanggu without permission with such a low level of cultivation? Do you know that this is the residence of our Golden Crows? If you break into the place where the emperor's son is in seclusion without permission, you should be beheaded according to the law!"

The little demon was already covered with wounds, and now he was trembling with fear.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the little Golden Crows, saying: "Your Highness, please spare my life! The little demon didn't know that this was the emperor's bedroom."

"The little demon was chased by the creatures of the Wu clan and was forced to flee. He was confused and lost his way and mistakenly entered this place. Please spare my life, Your Highness! ”

The ten little golden crows were born late, so they did not experience the "Witch-Lich War" in the past.

But as disciples of the Demon Emperor, they naturally know that the witches and liches are mortal enemies."

"How dare the witches hunt the creatures of my demons. Aren't they afraid that my demons will destroy them?"

The little demon replied tremblingly: "The saints set the rules in the past. The witches ruled the prehistoric land. The demon clan controls the prehistoric heaven."

"So the witch clan in the prehistoric land is extremely powerful. When the witch and the demon fought, the witch clan once attacked the heaven and almost wiped out our demon clan. Fortunately, the saint Hongjun showed up to stop it, and our demon clan was able to survive."

"So in the prehistoric land, the witch clan is extremely powerful. We demon clan who can't go to the heaven can only become food for the witch clan."

Where did the ten little golden crows hear this? Moreover, they were not experienced in the world and could not hear the provocation of others.

So after hearing this, the golden crows were furious.

The eldest prince of the Golden Crow said angrily:

"How dare you! Since my demon clan is the master of the heaven, we are also the master of the prehistoric world! You, a little demon, are actually helping others to become more powerful and destroying your own prestige! What are the witch clan? This prince can burn them to death with a beam of the sun's true fire!"

"Brother, what you said is very true. It's a pity that we can't get out. Otherwise, we will definitely let the witch clan in the prehistoric world look bad!"[]

"I am really angry. With the formation set up by my uncle blocking us, we really can't do anything!"

The other little Golden Crows were also dejected at this time. After all, they had already tried various methods, but they just couldn't get out of here.

They could only practice honestly to become Daluo Jinxian.

After seeing the regret on the faces of the ten little golden crows, the injured little demon murmured softly and confusedly:

"Big formation? What big formation? Maybe I ran in a hurry and the big formation failed to stop me."

"Is this true? Could it be that the energy of the formation set up by my uncle has been exhausted?" The eldest prince of the Golden Crow asked in confusion.

"I don't believe this evil, let me see what's going on." Two golden crows showed their true appearance and flew directly to the edge of the big formation.

Under the golden crows turned into rainbows, the two golden crows turned into two redThe arc of light flew out of Tanggu Island.

"This...?! The second and third brothers (good Wang Zhao) actually flew out?!"

"Hahaha, the island protection formation really dissipated!"

"Hahaha, we can finally get out!"

Seeing this, the other Golden Crows transformed into their true forms, and the ten Golden Crows spread their wings and flew high.

How could the ten little Golden Crows remain indifferent after being trapped here for such a long time?

The ten little Golden Crows flew out of Tanggu Island one after another.

The little demon that entered Tanggu was not a real demon! It was transformed by the Taoist Master Ran Deng on Kunlun Mountain.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng came to Tanggu from the east, and because Yuanshi Tianzun helped him conceal the secret, no one in the prehistoric world could know about this.

Even Taishang Laozi on Shouyang Mountain, Tongtian Jiaozhu on Jin'ao Island, Jieyin Zhunti on Xumi Mountain, and Nuwa Niangniang in Taisu Heaven did not know.

Of course, Dijun, Taiyi, Xihe, and Wangshu of the demon clan naturally had no idea.

Randeng Taoist had the treasure temporarily given to him by Yuanshi, so although he was a Daluo Jinxian, he could break the formation set up by Donghuang Taiyi.

Just after the ten golden crows left Tanggu, the little demon transformed by Ran Deng Taoist immediately set fire on this Tanggu Island, just to erase his traces, after all, death without evidence is the most perfect thing.

Good fire, this fire is the ghost fire of the netherworld in Ran Deng Taoist's companion spirit treasure [Lingji Palace Lantern].

Therefore, it can return all traces to nothingness.

Thick smoke enveloped the corners of the earth, and black fog locked the horizon. Accumulated winds give rise to blazing flames, and red fires give rise to red clouds.

Wind is the teacher of fire; fire is the commander of wind. Wind relies on fire to commit crimes; fire uses wind to harm.

A raging fire cannot take shape without wind; a violent wind cannot prevail without fire.

The wind follows the fire, and in a moment it burns through the gates of the sky; fire takes advantage of the wind and burns through the doors of the earth in an instant.

Golden snakes are entangled, and they cannot escape the disaster of being burned by fire; when the flames surround you, how can you hide from the disaster? .