I can't hold on anymore, I was exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List

When Hongjun preached, the people of all races were shocked.

They knew that Patriarch Hongjun might have seen through the mystery this time and was about to step into the holy way.

As a result, hundreds of millions of people, with reverence and awe in their hearts, made a devout pilgrimage not far away from hundreds of millions of miles away.

At this time, the first robbery of the Dragon and Han Dynasty was coming to an end, and the three gods and beasts withdrew from the stage of history.

The two clans of liches make their debut.

"Drip! At the end of 5000 years, the great destiny, the great cause and effect, and the comprehension of the great law of killing are completed, and the realm of cultivation will automatically enter the real fairyland."

"Drip! Please lie down for 1 years and fully comprehend all the laws of the first ban."

"Master the forbidden technique that controls the 60 laws of the first prohibition. Anyone who uses these 60 laws can be banned by the host at a thought!"

"Cultivation automatically enters the Mysterious Wonderland."

Ren Xiaoyao was a little excited, 50 bans are too powerful, if he learns all of them, let alone a sage of Heavenly Dao, even Tiandao is no match for him.

Even if three thousand chaotic gods and demons are resurrected, he still has the strength to compete.

Just thinking about it makes blood boil.

However, boiling blood and lying flat are the same thing, and they do not affect or contradict each other.

Who said you can't get hot blood while lying down?
Flash forward 3000 years.

Ren Xiaoyao wandered around on Sibuxiang, not caring about anything, just playing.

In the past 3000 years, the dilapidated prehistoric land has gradually repaired itself.

Thousands of races prospered rapidly.

Among them, the witch clan headed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches is becoming stronger day by day.

Under the leadership of Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun, the monster clan that is comparable to it has become more powerful and has the potential to surpass it.

Therefore, the question of who is the boss has become the most urgent issue among the ten thousand races.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches claim to be the boss.

Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun also claimed to be the only two emperors.

Next, of course, was an appointment.

This is how the Lich Tribulation began.

On a certain day, a low and melodious bell sounded suddenly throughout the Great Desolation.

Boom!dong dong!dong dong dong!

dong dong dong
49 bells fell.

There are thousands of rays of light, thousands of beasts worship, auspiciousness prevails, and visions occur frequently.

Ren Xiaoyao's heart moved, is he finally sanctified?

"The poor Daoist Hongjun had a feeling today, and got a glimpse of the mystery of the Dao, so he completed his merits and virtues under the Dao of Heaven, and became a saint after proving the Dao!"

Ancestor Hongjun has been preaching for 3000 years, for himself and for the common people, and today he is finally consummated.

Countless souls have witnessed the road to holiness of Patriarch Hongjun and reaped a huge harvest!

At the same time, it also made many creatures realize and break through on the spot.

Master Tongtian, Taishang Laojun, and Yuanshi Tianzun showed strong longing in their eyes.

In the territory of the witch clan, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had serious expressions and fearful eyes.

However, more is unyielding and strong fighting spirit!

They have a profound background, and they are confident that they can also prove to be sanctified.

In the territory of the demon tribe, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun also swore together that they must become the second living beings to prove the Tao and become holy.

"Pindao sees that you all have some insights, so go back and understand each other. Come back after 3000 years, and the poor will give a second sermon!"

All living beings worshiped and thanked, and retreated one by one.

Hongjun regretted not seeing Ren Xiaoyao.

One is to thank Ren Xiaoyao for his enlightenment in person.

Second, I really want to accept him as a disciple.

With such talent, future achievements must be above him.

just
With a movement of Shengnian, he traveled hundreds of millions of miles, and found Ren Xiaoyao in the great world.

"Fat! This kid is actually fat!"

After looking at it, Hongjun Patriarch couldn't help being stunned.

Immortals will not grow a trace of fat for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years, but Ren Xiaoyao has a bloody red face, a double chin, and a general belly.

The creatures who don't know him must think he is an upstart of some race.

What made Hongjun's ancestor even more dumbfounded was that eight little dragons carried the sedan chair, and Zulong's three sons shaded the sun and blew the cool breeze above.

Four beauties from the Phoenix family served him with fine wine.

Nine Heavens Kunpeng, Kong Xuan, four different, dressed in brocade clothes, with a saber on their waist, open the way ahead.

"Which one is singing this? Isn't this kid very low-key all the time?"

"Is there anything more important than sanctification of the poor?"

Ancestor Hongjun almost couldn't help showing up to ask what happened.

But it's okay to think about it.

He couldn't see through Ren Xiaoyao, so instead of bothering to study him, it's better to stabilize Shengji.

In fact, there is no big deal for Ren Xiaoyao, just to play.

Wouldn't it be a waste of resources to have a bunch of Da Luo Jinxians around without using them?
In addition, some remnants of the Dragon Clan and descendants of the Phoenix have been taken in, so they should have something to do.

3000 years later, the Zixiao Palace in the 33rd Heaven.

Ancestor Hongjun opened his eyes from comprehension.

All the immortals under the seat came together.

In the first row, the three apprentices are at the front.

In the second row, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, Kunpeng Patriarch, Hongyun, Minghe Patriarch, Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, and Twelve Patriarch Witches.

The rest are immortals from all walks of life who are not very famous.

At this time, Hongyun had already given up his seat, and the shameless Zhunti and Yingying pushed Patriarch Kunpeng back one more seat.

This is where the hatred ends.

"Pindao started to tell the world about the 3000-year-old enlightenment of the holy way from today. How much you can understand depends on everyone's fortune..."

Hongjun Patriarch's lecture is another 3000 years.

All the immortals benefited a lot, especially the great immortals in the first three rows.

They each had their own comprehension, bid farewell to Hongjun one after another, and went back to retreat to practice.

This day is 1000 years after Hongjun's sermon.

"Drip! Cultivated to enter Xuanxian!"

"Completely comprehend the first prohibition and the rule of 60."

"Drip! Continue to lie flat for 3 years, comprehend the second prohibition and the 60 laws, and become the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal."

"Ah! 1 years have passed so quickly!"

Ren Xiaoyao in Hongmeng Pearl stretched from the reclining chair.

He has been playing outside for decades, not only did he not encounter any danger, but he became the biggest danger in the eyes of other creatures.

Thinking about it quietly is also true, with a group of dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns of the Great Luo Jinxian, whoever sees them will not be afraid?
So he returned to Hongmengzhu to rely on time.

Not far away, the three princes of Jiutian Kunpeng, Sibuxiang, Zulong, and many dragons, phoenixes and kylins are lying on their backs.

There is really such a kind of master as there is such a servant.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't care either.

These servants are beyond repair, and they are all in the realm of Daluo Jinxian. If they want to become holy, it is not a matter of absorbing a lot of primordial energy, and they need self-realization.

"Little ones, go out and let the wind go!"

Ren Xiaoyao lay down for nearly 3000 years, and it felt like he was almost turned into a pile of meat balls.

With a greeting, all the dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns lined up with a whoosh. Those who carried the sedan chair carried the sedan chair, those who took the wine took the wine, and those who sprinkled the flowers were extremely fast, as if they had been trained hundreds of millions of times.

As soon as he went out, he heard a long bell ringing suddenly from the sky and the earth.

"Huh? Someone has been sanctified again? It can't be so fast, right? No, it's not the holy bell..."

The bell was not as solemn and sacred as when Hongjun was sanctified, only nine.

At this moment, all the creatures in the world are just like Ren Xiaoyao, standing still and watching.

Ancestor Hongjun's eyes showed strange color: "The will of heaven?"

Yuanshi Tianzun, Taishang Laojun, and Tongtian Sect Master all flew out of their respective palaces and looked up at the sky.

The same is true for creatures such as Nuwa, Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The bell disappeared, and a golden list fell from the sky!

On the top of the gold list, there is a line of dragons and phoenixes dancing in big characters: The prehistoric and heavenly way list will be opened today.

The first list: the potential list of creatures.

The spirits of all living beings were lifted.

From the beginning of the world to the first catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the whole prehistoric world was in chaos, and there should be a list that inspires all ethnic groups to struggle.

The creatures below Hongjun were all staring at the list that was about to appear.

Especially Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti and other creatures.

They were restless, looking forward to their names being listed.

The list goes from bottom to top, shining golden light.

No.10 quasi-mention...

"What? No. 10 only for Zhun mention?"

All living beings were stunned, shocked, and puzzled!