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Chapter 1043 Hongjun's Coercion

Wa Huangtian.

Fuxi, who has lived with his younger sister for thousands of years, felt the aura of a saint from the netherworld. He was taken aback for a moment, and then said in astonishment, "How is this possible?"

Nuwa flashed to Fuxi's side, and said with a smile: "Brother, the third brother is different from us. He comes from the outer world, with great luck, and we are not surprised that anything happens to him."

"But the Taoist ancestor once said that to become a saint requires the primordial purple energy. The third younger brother obviously doesn't have it. How could he suddenly become a saint?"

Fuxi still couldn't figure it out. There were countless saints in the prehistoric period. The Taoist ancestor once said that the prehistoric period could carry at most nine saints.

Hundreds of years ago, the ancestral witches and queens turned into samsara, completed the way of heaven, obtained immeasurable merits, and became holy immediately.

Including Daozu himself, there are now eight saints.

Although Sanqing and Xixi haven't been sanctified yet, as disciples of the Taoist ancestor, their sanctification is only a matter of time.

Therefore, what Honghuang can only pursue has always been the fruition status of the ninth saint under the way of heaven.

Fuxi originally thought that he would be the ninth person.

He never expected that shortly after Houtu became a saint, the third brother was also sanctified.

Moreover, this was still without the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

However, he has obtained the Primordial Purple Qi for thousands of years, and he has not yet realized that the fusion of the Primordial Purple Qi is really a comparison between people and goods.

The gap between him and the third brother is too great.

Just when Fuxi was lamenting his incompetence, Nuwa's expression suddenly changed and she suddenly disappeared.

When he left, he didn't say a word.

"what happened?"

Just when Fuxi was surprised.

In Netherworld, which has been around for only a few hundred years, there came the shrill devil's cry, and the cries of countless undead gathered together into a palpitating eerie sound, which went straight to the heavens.

The Kunlun Mountains, Heavenly Court, Pangu Temple, Beihai, Wuzhuang Temple, and the great powers scattered all over the prehistoric region all set their sights on the underworld.

……

Underworld.

In the dark and dim void.

Daozu Hongjun sat on the lotus platform, with a soft golden light all over his body, and stared at Dongjun, who had become a saint with his own "effort" and his wife, with a serious face.

"Dongjun, why don't you entrust the primordial spirit in the way of heaven? Entrusting the primordial spirit to the way of heaven, you can observe the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, comprehend the three thousand laws, live forever, know the number of days, why bother?"

At this time, Hongjun had successfully united with the Dao and became a puppet of the Dao of Heaven. Everything he did was based on the interests of the Dao of Heaven. Therefore, when Pan Haodong became a saint, there were constantly inducing voices, making his Yuan God entrusts the way of heaven.

Embarrassingly...

Without even thinking about it, Pan Haodong cut off the melodious sounds of the Heavenly Dao.

Entrusting the primordial spirit in the way of heaven is indeed beneficial to practice, but after entrusting it, life and death are not in your hands.

Entrusting the primordial spirit to the way of heaven is equivalent to the kidnappers taking hostages, and being coerced by the way of heaven since then. If you are disobedient, it will make you want to die, and even kill your primordial spirit, making you incomplete.

Of course.

By obeying the will of heaven, one can indeed achieve immortality.

As long as the primordial spirit enshrined in the Dao of Heaven is still there, no matter how many times he dies, he can be resurrected instantly.

If Pan Haodong is really a local, he really has no choice. After all, immortality is a temptation that all practitioners cannot refuse.

But he is just a passer-by in the prehistoric world.

If you really want to entrust your soul, it is equivalent to buying a boat ticket to cross the sea, but selling your life to the captain.

But when he leaves this ship, he can still take many ships, continue to gallop the sea, and live a tasteful and unrestrained life.

The prehistoric way of heaven is equivalent to a robber, who doesn't want money or women, as long as you are her instrument.

"Taozu, I prefer freedom, please forgive me for being difficult."

Pan Haodong's stance was very clear, that is, to kill and not to live, and the lord of the underworld, Empress Pingxin, was also very firmly on his side.

Although Pingxin is also a saint, she is not a saint of heaven, but an authentic saint of the underworld who has been suppressed.

The prehistoric world should have coexisted with the three realms of heaven, earth and human beings, but today the Dao family dominates, and now they want to target their own men even more. Rao is the compassionate and sympathetic empress, but she still can't restrain herself from getting really angry.

What's more, when Daozu Hongjun showed up, he even launched a sneak attack, trying to seal her man.

If the Dao ancestor did what he wanted, then she would do her best to smash the Netherworld, and she would also give Hongjun, the puppet of the Dao of Heaven, a good look.

"Dongjun, you have only two paths now, one is to entrust your soul to the Dao of Heaven, and the other is to leave the prehistoric world. You have no other choice..." Daozu Hongjun looked at the two expressionlessly.

There is no fluctuation in the eyes.

Obviously, Pan Haodong and Heping were not taken seriously.

"teacher."

The figure of Empress Nuwa flashed out of thin air.

"You also want to fight against the teacher?"

Daozu Hongjun stared at Nuwa coldly.

Pan Haodong didn't give face to Heping, which was to be expected.

Nuwa is different.

Now, if even the disciples want to disobey the teacher's order, Hongjun's old face will be lost when the news of what happened here gets out.

Although he has become a puppet of heaven, he is also a puppet with thoughts.

I believe that no master can tolerate a disciple's betrayal.

"Teacher, Nuwa doesn't want to be your enemy, but if you insist on dealing with my third brother, Nuwa will have to do so." Nuwa's attitude is very firm. Before Pan Haodong came, there was only one relative she cared about most.

That is the elder brother Fuxi.

Pan Haodong is here.

Nuwa has one more relative she cares about.

The current situation is something she doesn't want to see.

Again.

If Hongjun insists on dealing with the third brother, then Nuwa will have no choice.

"Are you sure you want to be your teacher's enemy?" Daozu Hongjun asked again, furious.

"Second Sister, step back first!" Pan Haodong stepped forward suddenly and said, "You don't need to do anything about today's matter."

"You mean?" Nuwa thought of the four Nuwas she met before becoming a saint. If the third brother recruited them, they would indeed have the strength to talk to Daozu.

"That's right, the aunts and sisters have come."

Before Pan Haodong finished speaking, the two Nuwa aunts and two Nuwa sisters who had received the call had merged into a giant Nuwa the moment they entered the wilderness, quietly appearing in front of them, staring at them with piercing phoenix eyes. With Hongjun.

The corners of the giant Nuwa's lips curled up slightly, while looking at Hongjun, she said, "Friend Hongjun, I haven't seen you for a while, your strength has increased a lot!"

"Fellow Daoist, since you are here, take him away!"

The moment he saw the giant Nvwa, Hongjun recalled the embarrassing scene of being beaten by the giant Nvwa in Chaos before He Dao. Although he wanted to get back the place, the underworld obviously couldn't bear their battle.

The underworld is an indispensable place of reincarnation in the prehistoric world. If it is broken, even if Hongjun is a puppet of heaven, he cannot bear the backlash of the prehistoric world.

The giant Nuwa didn't reply immediately, but turned to look at Pan Haodong and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Pan Haodong replied with a smile: "I must go, but not now, within 10 years!"

It is necessary to go.

But it’s definitely not about being driven away now, but about leaving after you’ve had enough fun.

This is a matter of principle!

(End of this chapter)