Honghuang: I have been living in poverty for countless years, but I was exposed by my apprentice!

Chaos Zixiao Palace

The endless energy of chaos is constantly surging violently, obliterating all material existence. Only those who have cultivated to the Daluo Jinxian level can briefly travel through the chaos.

In the endless chaos, a purple palace stands in it. The violent chaos energy immediately becomes extremely docile when it touches the purple palace.

In the square in front of the palace, two handsome-looking boys, a man and a woman, were sitting. They were Haotian and Yaochi.

At this moment, Yaochi has his eyes closed tightly and is practicing.

Haotian looked at the chaotic energy outside Zixiao Palace that had not changed for countless years, then looked at the Yaochi beside him, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Really, you only know how to practice, but you don’t even know how to play with me.……"

Being in the Zixiao Palace, a treasured land of cultivation with a strong Taoist charm, and with the way of heaven manifesting in the Zixiao Palace from time to time, even Haotian, a boy who spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, already has the qualities of a quasi-sage in the early stage. Cultivation

"Haotian, in the prehistoric era, strength is respected after all. If you don't focus on cultivation at this time, what will you do when you fight with others in the future?"As soon as Haotian finished speaking, Yaochi, who was still practicing a moment ago, also opened his eyes, just in time to finish his practice, and glanced at Haotian calmly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Compared with Haotian's early stage of Quasi-Saint's cultivation, he was also a boy. However, Yaochi has already reached the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, and is almost close to the critical point between the mid-stage and late-stage of Quasi-Saint, and will break through in a short time. Moreover, his actions and actions are already mature, unlike Haotian, because he was defeated by Hong Jun forced enlightenment, was born with a deficiency, and his mind could only be maintained at the level of a child.

"What are you afraid of? We are Master Hongjun’s children. If anyone dares to bully me, I will come back and complain to Master Hongjun!"Haotian raised his little fist and said without caring.

"Whatever you want!"Yaochi looked at Haotian's appearance, shook his head and stopped talking, his expression of disappointment was palpable.

"Then what do you say, I will just listen to you."Haotian was aroused by Yaochi's appearance, and felt vaguely bad. He just felt that something important was about to leave him, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Practice well!"Yaochi was too lazy to say anything. He was about to continue practicing when he suddenly looked at Zixiao Palace with doubts.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong, Yaochi?"Haotian looked at his little friend with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a little strange... maybe I'm overthinking it!"Yaochi glanced doubtfully in the direction of Zixiao Palace, then turned back again, closed his eyes and fell into practice.

In his mind, he unconsciously visualized the gentle figure that he had been thinking about for countless years.……

"Brother Wuming, am I delusional?"Yaochi subconsciously muttered something in his heart. Countless ethereal black energies lingered in the main hall of Zixiao Palace, but Hongjun, who was sitting on the cloud bed, seemed to turn a blind eye to everything.

"Finally, I have temporarily deceived the eyes of Heaven!"But I saw the black air lingering on Hongjun's face, panting slightly.

"Time is limited, no delay!"

"The decisive battle between the lich and the lich is imminent, and then they will each withdraw from the prehistoric stage. The great prosperity of the human race has become a destiny."

"It’s just a pity that the two rays of Hongmeng Purple Qi on Di Juntaiyi’s body and the holy status……"When he thought of this, Hongjun had the urge to vomit blood, and the black mist on his face increased a bit.

"Terran……"

"We can only do tricks among the human race!"

"If Emperor Juntai dies, Hongmeng Ziqi will inevitably return to the hands of the old Taoist."

"At that time, you can choose two people from the human race to support them in becoming saints and compete for the fate of the human race."

"However, the human race only respects Nuwa, and has no regard for other saints or me.……"

"Fuxi!"After a moment, Hongjun found the key point of the problem!

"Why not make a fuss about Fuxi!"

"Both the lich and the lich were harmed, Emperor Jun Taiyi fell, and when the Hongmeng Purple Qi returned to the hands of the old Taoist, Fuxi could be given a"

"There is also the way of heaven. The power of the way of heaven is still too strong. It needs to be weakened a little before it can act in the next calamity.……"After pondering for a moment, this was the main purpose of Hongjun spending countless energy to block the sight of Tiandao this time.

Otherwise, as the spokesperson of Heavenly Dao, after"fitting one's body with Dao", Hongjun's every thought will be directly perceived by Heavenly Dao.

If a random thought occurs, I am afraid that Heaven will directly send down a divine punishment to Hongjun.

"The power of heaven is actually the power of the prehistoric world. The stronger the world, the stronger the heaven. On the contrary, the weaker the world, the weaker the heaven."

"Therefore, we need to find a way to destroy the prehistoric world."

Countless figures of great supernatural powers who have left their names in ancient times flashed through Hongjun's mind, choosing who could be the chess piece for his plans.

In the end, only a man with a python head was left, covered in black scales, with black dragons on his feet and hands on his hands. The figure wrapped around the green python is Gonggong, the ancestral shaman of the northern water!

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, please come and meet with Chaos!"

After some planning, Hongjun was about to remove the shield from Tiandao's sight. Suddenly, a misty voice appeared outside Zixiao Palace, which was very familiar to Hongjun.

"This is……"Hongjun was stunned and his eyes widened.

After thinking for a while, he finally stood up, took one step forward, and left Zixiao Palace without anyone noticing.

In the square outside the palace, after Hongjun left, Yaochi glanced at Zixiao Palace suspiciously, but still didn't find anything strange.

Just relying on intuition, I vaguely felt something was wrong.

……

In the chaos, the old man with all his hair and beard all white, with long eyebrows and drooping knees, stood in the air. There was no fluctuation in mana, but the violent chaotic energy around him every time it approached a hundred meters radius of the old man, it was as if he was being swallowed by an invisible black hole, without any trace of it. trace.

Behind the old man, stood a young man with a tiger-like head. He looked like he was only in his early twenties, but he was riding a white tiger.

Looking closely, the white tiger the young man was riding revealed the light of wisdom in his eyes, and he actually had the cultivation level of an early quasi-sage!

It is the long-lost ancestor Yangmei and his only true disciple Yihu!

"Master, what are we waiting for here?"Yihu waited for a long time and asked impatiently.

"An old friend who is waiting to be my teacher is also a poor person!"With a slight smile on his raised eyebrows, he said

"he came!"

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