Honghuang: This Hongjun can deal with it, if he has the blame, he will really bear it

Compared with Zhou Qing, the saints were there to calculate the power struggle after Hongjun's death.

Luo Hu just stared sadly at the chaotic green lotus, with endless bitterness in his heart:

"Both of them are the most important people to me, but"

The screen continues to play.

After watching Hongjun's last glance, Luo Hu turned into a rainbow and escaped from the Yin-Yang sect.

Following the guidance on the stone tablet, he came to a corner of the wild.

Here, the sun is filled with rays of light, the aura is dense, the dragons and tigers roar in the mountains, and the deer and apes gallop in the forest, it is a fairyland.

"You came."

Suddenly, an old voice came, followed by an old man.

It's just that although the old man's appearance is old, his spirit is extremely hale and hearty.

Especially the muscles of his body, they are simply incomparably knotted.

Even a monk who cultivates the flesh body may not necessarily be as muscular as his.

"Are you...?" Luo Hu looked at the unfathomable Dao Yun on the opponent's body, his eyes flickered.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that our goals are the same, and I can help you realize your ideals."

Rahu narrowed his eyes:
"What does it mean?"

The old man said:

"It was your will that led me to choose you. You are the one who can lead the prehistoric world to balance."

"Balance." Luo Hu chewed the other party's speech carefully.

His ideal prehistoric, big and small clans, powerful creatures and weak creatures are all equal, and the meaning of balance is indeed in it.

"Yes, it is precisely because you have such a pure heart that you are qualified to obtain this power."

Luo Hu seemed to be spoken to the bottom of his heart.

"Is it my idea that has been recognized by Hong Huang?"

He asked urgently, those eyes were both frightened and nervous.

The old man did not respond, and a light door appeared on the left and right sides of him.

The light gate on the left is holy and crystal clear, while the light on the right is eroded by darkness.

The old man continued:

"These two gates of light represent two kinds of Taoism."

"One is the way of heaven, and the other is the way of magic."

"After enlightenment, you can break through the shackles of the quasi-sage realm and break through to the saint realm."

"And according to your choice, you will also become a saint of heaven or a saint of magic."

"Saint!?" Luo Hu was taken aback.

Facing an unprecedented state, he suddenly raised his head, the brilliance in those eyes was unprecedentedly intense!
At the same time, there was an uproar in Zixiao Palace.

The eyes of countless monks were horrified.

"Who is this old man?"

"He can provide the method of sanctification of heaven and sanctification of devil at the same time!?"

Since Luo Hu was still the object of their vigilance, people's eyes turned to the saints in front of the army, trying to get answers from Laozi or Nuwa.

But when he looked at Laozi and Nuwa.

They found that the expressions of these saints were as astonished as themselves.

Not only that, but even Yang Mei was in a daze.

Yang Mei's expression has become increasingly ugly.

Now the picture presented by Chaos Qinglian has gradually exceeded his memory and understanding of that period.

Behind this, it seems that there are still many things he doesn't know.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Why does this old man have a way to become holy?"

"Could it be that the way of heaven has manifested and returned, and this old man is the way of heaven?"

Master Tongtian asked questions again and again.

And Lao Tzu shook his head slightly:

"Third brother, I had the same idea as you at first."

"But this old man still has a way to become holy in the way of the devil, and the way of the devil and the way of heaven are incompatible."

"So, this old man is definitely not the way of heaven."

The saints were frightened for a moment.

Although they are already saints.

But they realized that in ancient times, there might have been some great powers far beyond their imagination.

And the reason why they were able to develop safely into saints was actually because Hongjun protected them very well.

At least after the Dao of Demons, Honghuang has been ruled by Hongjun.

They have never heard of those ancient gods and demons.

"Everyone."

Houtu spoke suddenly, attracting everyone's attention.

At this moment, she was in a mess.

She fixed her gaze on the figure of the old man, trying to see through the old man.

"I have a half-baked and unfounded guess."

Zhou Qing immediately licked and said:

"Empress Pingxin, please tell me more."

Houtu's throat rolled a bit.

"That's the old man. Could it be the will of Godfather Pangu after he turned into a prehistoric one?"

The Hou dialect shocked everyone in an instant, but soon Lao Tzu put forward the meaning:

"It's impossible. The God Pangu turned into Honghuang. In order to let Honghuang evolve, his will was also divided accordingly, and it couldn't be formed at all."

"And the only will with spiritual consciousness is the way of heaven that was specially differentiated before his death."

Lao Tzu's words are a bit obscure.

But the saints quickly understood.

This is equivalent to Pan Gu's original will has one hundred parts, in order to promote the evolution of the prehistoric, Pan Gu divided this one hundred parts, each part can't give birth to spiritual consciousness at all, it is equivalent to disappearing.

Moreover, when Pan Gu died, his will would have suffered an invisible loss, and there might not even be fifty copies left.

Only the Heavenly Dao, which was divided into ten parts by Pangu before his death, could be the will with spiritual consciousness.

Houtu continued:
"That's right, if Father God had to separate his will for the evolution of the Great Desolation."

"But Honghuang has been born for so long and has completed evolution for so many years."

"Is there a possibility that his will has been slowly gathered together through a series of coincidences over the long years?"

Houtu's words plunged the entire Zixiao Palace into dead silence, and the eyes of all the cultivators were moved.

I have to say that although there is no evidence to support Houtu's point of view, it is theoretically possible!
After all, the old man's gnarled muscles are too iconic.

"This..." Lao Tzu fell into deep thought.

But the prehistoric cultivators who suddenly remembered something were suddenly even more stunned.

If this old man is the will of the prehistoric Pangu.

Doesn't that mean that Luo Hu was chosen by Pangu! ?

On the contrary, Luo Hu was the first person who had the chance to become a sage of heaven! ?
Now they were completely dumbfounded.

You must know that the reason why Hongjun was able to control the prehistoric world later was because Hongjun was the first sage to become a sage.

Not only coercing all living beings, but also rooted and seedling red.

If Luo Hu became the first heavenly sage, then what is it?

Zhou Qing and others also quickly realized the emotions spreading among the coalition forces.

He glanced at Luo Hu, then looked at the crowd and said:

"Everyone, don't worry."

"It seems that Luo Hu was already blinded by hatred at that time."

"So, he must have chosen to practice magic at that time!"