Prehistoric: Dao diary was exposed, and the sky was destroyed

If it weren't for the copy of that diary, it would be difficult to keep the teaching until today.

Thinking of this, Tong Tian's palm couldn't help falling on the cushion, and the copy of the diary was placed under the seat of the main seat in the hall.

"Master, this disciple thinks that the strength of the disciples in the teaching must be improved as soon as possible. For example, if the strength of Duobao and Jinling has reached the peak of quasi-sage, let them break through to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian first."

"When the time comes to open the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, it will be so powerful that even Hongjun will have to stay away!"

Hearing what Xu Changsheng said, Tongtian couldn't help yearning for that scene.

But then it turned into a sigh.

"How difficult it is for a quasi-sage to enter the realm of Hunyuan Daluo. If you hadn't given the fragments of the perception of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal to the teacher, do you think the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian realm is so easy to break through?"

Tong Tian said angrily.

Xu Changsheng nodded slightly, didn't say anything more, and only hoped that the next diary reward would give something good.

"Okay, you go back to practice first, Yang Mei and others don't dare to commit crimes for the time being!"

Xu Changsheng saluted, turned and left Biyou Palace, returned to his cave, and continued to practice.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

Zhunti was resurrected again, but after this resurrection, Zhunti's realm fell to the early stage of Zhunsheng.

In this way, Heavenly Dao can no longer bless him.

"Damn it, what should I do?"

Zhunti gritted his teeth and murmured.

At this moment, Hongjun and Laozi came back.

Seeing Zhunti, Jieyin was both surprised and happy, and hurried forward to meet him.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

With a bitter expression on his face, Zhunti shook his head slightly and said, "Heaven's resurrection has no sequelae, it's just my realm..."

As soon as he was checked, his face immediately became gloomy.

"How did your realm fall to such a low level? It's only at the level of quasi-sages, it's abominable!"

Hongjun sat down on the futon without saying a word, his eyes were slightly closed, his face was neither sad nor happy, and seemed unusually calm.

Standing below, Lao Tzu was also silent. He thought that today he could annihilate the Jujiao and complete the conferment of gods.

Unexpectedly, the strength of Jiejiao is already different from that of Japanese.

"Master, can I ask Master to help Zhunti restore his cultivation?"

Jieyin knelt down in front of Hongjun and begged. He knew that Hongjun had once restored his realm for the revived Yuanshi.

But from the beginning to the end, Hongjun didn't open his eyes. He was extremely dissatisfied with the two Western Saints.

Since the opening of Conferring Gods and Calamity, they have not accomplished anything, even lost the Conferred Gods List and the God Whip.

In the past few days, Hongjun has used his spiritual consciousness to search the entire prehistoric area, trying to find the mysterious person who is good at the law of space.

But nothing was found, as if the mysterious person did not exist in this world.

The only thing Hongjun can think of is the underworld. Could it be the ghost of Houtu?

But Hongjun didn't dare to step into the underworld easily, where he had no choice but to take the Houtu.

Seeing that Hongjun didn't respond for a while, he opened his mouth again and whispered:

"Master!"

Only then did Hongjun slightly open his eyes, and landed on Jieying, with a cold expression on his face:
"A quasi-sage and a sage can only rely on himself, and being a teacher can't help you. You two should go back and practice hard!"

Hearing this, Jieyin's face turned ugly, Zhunti gave a wry smile, got up slowly, helped Jieyin up, saluted Hongjun, and left.

The Second Sage of the West left Zixiao Palace, and only Lao Tzu was left standing in the main hall.

"Master, if you want to destroy Jiejiao now, I'm afraid..."

As he spoke, Lao Tzu looked bitter and hesitated to speak.

But Hongjun knew what he meant.

"All the accidents are caused by Xu Changsheng, and we can only suppress him if we become a teacher and join forces!"

I also didn't expect that Hongjun, who had been the best in the world for countless years, would be crushed by Xu Changsheng, a junior.

"Then Master, what should I do next?"

Lao Tzu asked cautiously.

Now I feel a little regretful in my heart, I might as well retreat in Bajing Palace, why come out to this muddy water!
Thinking of Yihu's tragic situation, Lao Tzu couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

You know, Yihu is a strong man in the sixth heaven of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and he is only one realm lower than him.

But such a strong person would almost fall into the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation. If it were him, the result would be similar.

In any case, it is impossible for him to violate the interception teaching again, I thought firmly in my heart.

Hongjun also said leisurely:

"Now the Conferred Gods List should be short of places. You can't send people from the Jiejiao to the list, and you have to find people to fill up the Conferred Gods List. Do you understand?"

After thinking about it, Lao Tzu immediately understood, nodded slightly and said, "Disciple understands!"

"As long as you start conferring the gods, you can enter the way of harmony as a teacher, and you will deal with the interruption of teaching at that time. Since you understand, then do it as soon as possible, and go to heaven as a teacher!"

Hongjun said lightly.

"What is Master doing in Heaven?"

Lao Tzu asked suspiciously, isn't Haotian the only one in Heaven now?
"You can't just let Haotian benefit from nothing!"

Hongjun said coldly, the figure above the futon suddenly turned clear and flew into the sky.

Seeing Hongjun leaving, Lao Tzu also turned and left Zixiao Palace.

As for Hongjun's meaning, Laozi really knew that Hongjun wanted him to massacre the casual cultivators in the prehistoric world.

Regardless of the level of strength, as long as they are cultivators, they can be sent to the list of gods.

It's just that, after conferring the gods at that time, the overall strength of the Heavenly Court will be greatly reduced.

After all, it is clear at a glance which one is stronger and which is weaker between Jiejiao disciples and Honghuang scattered cultivators.

But at this time, Hongjun can't care so much anymore, he just wants to step into the way of harmony now.

Then use the supreme strength to suppress Xu Changsheng's accident.

Since the beginning of Fengshenliangjie, many things have begun to escape Hongjun's control, and even Hongjun can't shake the current Jujiao.

How could Hongjun endure this!

Laozi went to Honghuang to look for casual cultivators, but Hongjun had already arrived in the heavenly court.

After entering the Nantian Gate, Hongjun's figure quickly landed on the main hall of Lingxiao Palace, and Haotian was on the throne.

"You alone have arranged the heavenly court in a decent way!"

Hongjun glanced at the resplendent and majestic Lingxiao Palace, and said calmly.

When Haotian saw the person coming, he laughed immediately, flew up from the throne, came to Hongjun, knelt down on the ground, with an extremely respectful attitude!

"Daozu, why did you come here in person?"

"After the opening of the Conferred God Calamity, you should also be paying attention to every move in Honghuang. The situation of cutting off teaching has been out of my control."

Hongjun got straight to the point.

"Taozu was joking, no matter how you say it, Tongtian is also your disciple."

"But since he abolished the holy position, he has long since ignored me as a master. Although I am preparing for the Taoism, you have gained a lot of benefits. Why don't you do nothing?"

Hongjun said in a deep voice.

Haotian smiled wryly, he just wanted to be a quiet spectator, but Hongjun didn't want to let him go.