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

in the cave.

In order to help Xiao Yuan learn to fly first, he can get out of this restricted area.

Hongjun began to meditate and practice.

He tried to comprehend the laws he had mastered.

The law of time, the law of space, and the law of earth.
But as time passed day by day, Hongjun's aura remained unchanged.

The power of law has never appeared on him again.

Finally, Hongjun opened his eyes and recovered from the state of trance.

Xiao Yuan came to Hongjun curiously and asked:

"How is it, Hongjun, have you recovered your cultivation?"

Hongjun shook his head a little disappointed:
"not yet."

Xiao Yuan's mouth pouted slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, but they soon opened up again.

She slapped Hongjun's back heavily, and almost sent Hongjun flying:
"Hongjun, you said you were a quasi-sage before, you can't be lying."

"It's okay, I don't despise you!"

"Even if you can't help me learn to fly, we're still friends!"

Xiao Yuan said with a smile.

Hongjun was in pain, and put his hands on the ground to prevent himself from falling.

Although his body has gradually recovered his mobility now.

But still no cultivation, just an ordinary person.

Even Xiao Yuan's casual slap can kill him half to death.

"Give me a little more time."

"If I can retrieve the law of space or the law of wind, after teaching it to you, you will be able to fly."

Birds fly by using the flow of air.

If Xiao Yuan can learn a little law of wind, then he definitely doesn't have to worry about flying.

As for learning the laws of space.

It doesn't matter if you fly or not
Before Chaos Qinglian, Zhou Qing ridiculed Hongjun:
"Hahaha!"

"Unexpectedly, Hongjun, the dignified Daoist ancestor, would have such a downcast time!"

"He has completely lost his inner body, and he has no spiritual power at all. Let me see how he cultivates!!"

Nuwa frowned:

"Could it be that Hongjun comprehended the method of the Three Corpses at this time?"

Lao Tzu shook his head:

"The essence of the three corpses method is the practice method of immortality."

"The key point is to absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth into one's body, and then mobilize the spiritual power. After reaching a certain level, one can cut off one's body from the outside to the inside."

"Then the three corpses will unite from the inside to the inside, breaking through the limit from the outside to the inside."

"Ultimately achieve Hunyuan."

"In the final analysis, it is still the absorption and utilization of the aura of heaven and earth."

"But Hongjun can't live without spiritual energy fluctuations all over his body now."

"In my opinion, he may not have come into contact with the Three Corpses at this time."

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Zhou Qing laughed three times.

"In this way, my previous guess is indeed correct!"

"The Three Corpses method was not created by Hongjun himself, but he got it by chance!"

"Perhaps, he got some kind of opportunity before the magic war, so he learned the three corpses method!"

"Didn't the ancestor of Yin-Yang and the leader of Qiankun be sold by him?"

"Perhaps Hongjun got the Three Corpses from the two of them!"

Yuanfeng looked at Hongjun with hatred in his eyes.

She really couldn't understand how Hongjun, who had no cultivation at this time, would slaughter her Feng clan in the future.

But even so, she recognized Hongjun's strength and talent very much:

"The people who can defeat my Feng Clan are definitely not the kind of trash you said relying on outsiders."

"In my opinion, this Hongjun must have regained his strength by himself."

Zhou Qing's eyes darkened.

He really didn't understand why Yuanfeng wanted to speak for Hongjun at this time.

He said in a strange way:
"Master Yuanfeng."

"Maybe, Hongjun's power comes from the magic way?"

"Otherwise, why would he slaughter your Feng clan?"

"Maybe it's a way to kill the demons and increase their strength."

Yuan Feng didn't even look at Zhou Qing, and said coldly:

"How about we make a bet?"

"I bet Hongjun relies on his own recovery power."

Zhou Qing's eyes were frosty:

"I bet Hongjun got his power from someone else!"

"Yuanfeng and I." Sun Wukong said while playing with his fingernails.

"I'm with Yuanfeng too." Master Tongtian said suddenly.

"I'm with Yuanfeng too." Nuwa and Houtu added.

For a while, all the saints except Zhou Qing chose to bet on Hongjun relying on their own awakened power.

This made Zhou Qing's face flushed, his eyes were like frost, and his nostrils were about to spit out air.

Unexpectedly, Hongjun was about to die, but his status in the hearts of everyone was still so high.

"After all, we were Hongjun's disciples. We still know how terrifying Hongjun is."

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted Zhou Qing coldly.

In his eyes, the reason why Zhou Qing is not as good as himself is justifiable.

That is even though Zhou Qing was received and supported by Hongjun.

But he was never accepted as a disciple by Hongjun.

So he, Zhou Qing, is not upright and not popular, and he is not qualified to compete with Yuanshi for the Dao of Heaven.

"Hongjun's talent may be more terrifying than you imagined."

Yaochi, who has been very silent all this time, also expressed his opinion at this time.

Compared with the Six Sages of Heaven and Dao, she stayed by Hongjun's side longer and saw more.

"Oh My God."

Sun Wukong suddenly picked up his ears, deliberately looked in the opposite direction to Zhou Qing and said:

"I think someone feels that Hongjun's recovery depends on others."

"It's because a certain person has been relying on various opportunities and the help of external forces since he started cultivating immortality."

"So he doesn't even know that there are still people in this world who can reach the top by relying on their own strength~"

"Damn monkey! Who are you scolding!"

Zhou Qing let out a loud snort.

"What are you doing, I didn't call your name!"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes.

Zhou Qing was going crazy with anger.

Now the whole prehistoric people are looking at him with contemptuous eyes.

Everyone in the world knows that Zhou Qing's rise is always by chance, and his luck is against the sky.

Falling off the cliff can pick up skills.

When others hit and fly, he picks up the leak from the side.

There will always be someone who stands up for him, and someone who will give him the Chaos Clock.

In fact, Hongjun was the one who took care of Zhou Qing in the later period.

Originally, the monks still respected Zhou Qing, the son of destiny, the son of destiny.

But now it seems that the so-called luck is just good luck!

And the so-called destiny is someone's cover!
Now that the way of heaven has manifested and Hongjun has been refined, is this luck and destiny still binding?
People, now you can rely on yourself the most!
The hatred in Zhou Qing's heart was splashing like a torrential wave, and he was trembling with anger and secretly said:

"Hongjun!"

"I don't believe it anymore!"

"I'll see how you hit their faces."

Exotic space.

Luo Hu snorted coldly, showing a proud expression that only he in the world knew about Hongjun:

"God, is this the person you choose to succeed Hongjun?"

"You are as blind as he is!"

Heaven said: "."

The screen projected by the chaotic green lotus continued.

Unwilling to give up, Hongjun barely rested, and devoted himself to the comprehension and practice of the law.

"This time I will concentrate on comprehending the Law of Wind, as long as comprehending this can help Xiao Yuan."

But at this moment, there was an evil spirit like howling ghosts and wolves suddenly came from outside the cave.

Xiao Yuan was startled suddenly, with a strong look of fear on his face:

"Oops, Hongjun, run! It's them!"

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