Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Huoyun Cave!

The cave of Hongyun, a great power in the past.

Even in the vast wilderness, it can be regarded as a top-notch cave paradise.

However, because of Zhen Yuanzi, no other great power has invaded this paradise for billions of years since Hongyun fell.

After billions of years.

This paradise inevitably looks a bit messy.

Today.

"Maybe, this is fate!"

Feeling the attraction from the Huoyun Cave in front of him, Fuxi sighed softly.

He naturally knew the origin of the wisp of Hongmeng purple air when he was proving the Tao.

But...

Suddenly, he felt like a robber.

He used someone else's Hongmeng purple air and now occupied someone else's cave.

Shaking his head slightly, Fuxi threw away his weird thoughts and prepared to walk into the Huoyun Cave in front of him.

Suddenly.

"Daoist Fuxi! Wait..."

A voice with magical power came from afar.

Fuxi turned around and looked.

In the distance, an old Taoist with long beard and long hair was flying towards this side quickly.

In just one breath, the old Taoist had arrived in front of Huoyun Cave.

Who else could it be but Zhen Yuanzi?

However, Fuxi saw that this was not Zhen Yuanzi's real body, but just a corpse of Zhen Yuanzi.

"Hongyun fell for billions of years, and this Zhen Yuanzi actually still has a corpse guarding this Taoist temple. He is really affectionate and righteous."

Fuxi said in his heart.

"Daoist Zhenyuan!" Fuxi bowed and said.

"Meet Daoist Fuxi, congratulations on escaping the catastrophe and becoming a saint!" Zhen Yuanzi fell from the cloud and bowed to Fuxi and congratulated him.

Fuxi shook his head slightly, and said with a warm smile: "Daoyou Zhenyuan, I am now the emperor Fuxi, how can I escape the calamity and return."

Hearing what Fuxi said, Zhenyuanzi was slightly startled.

Looking at the Fuxi in front of him, he also found that he was different from the Fuxi in his memory.

In the past, even though Fuxi served as the emperor of the demon clan, he always had a gentle smile on his face, and he never put down the Fuxiqin in his hand, and was obsessed with music all day long.

And now...

Although there is still a warm smile on his face, the majesty of the emperor revealed in his every move cannot be faked.

And...

For some reason, looking at the extremely warm smile on Fuxi's face, Zhenyuanzi always has a creepy feeling.

"It's me who is reckless." Zhenyuanzi apologized quickly.

"I am Zhenyuan, and I have met...Human Emperor Fuxi! Congratulations to Taoist Fuxi for achieving enlightenment and becoming a saint!"

Zhenyuanzi bowed solemnly again and said.

Well!

It is not shameful to bow to a saint!

"You don't have to be polite, Taoist Zhenyuan. Back then, we listened to the Tao in Zixiao Palace, and I sat next to you. We could be called classmates!" Fuxi sighed with emotion, with a face full of nostalgia.

Zhenyuanzi: "..."

Just now he said that he was the Human Emperor Fuxi!

Has the Human Emperor listened to the Tao in Zixiao Palace?

"By the way, classmates are the names of people who study together in the academy of our human race." Fuxi explained at this time.

Zhenyuanzi: "..."

This is not the point!

"Daoist Fuxi...I wonder why you came to Huoyun Cave?" Zhenyuanzi changed the subject stiffly. No, he should get to the point.

"Of course I am going to practice in seclusion here." Fuxi looked at the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him, and said with a melancholy face.

"Practice in seclusion here..."

Although Zhen Yuanzi had expected it long ago, he still felt a pang in his heart at this moment.

Looking at the newly promoted saint in front of him, the Human Emperor Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi really didn't dare... didn't want to take action.

But...

Looking at the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him, Zhen Yuanzi's face gradually became solemn. On the other side, in Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi's body also rushed over here with a solemn face.

Before taking action, perhaps to delay time, or perhaps it really didn't work, Zhen Yuanzi asked in a deep voice.

"Daoyou Fuxi, why did you choose to practice in this Fire Cloud Cave... Although this Fire Cloud Cave can be regarded as a good blessed place in the prehistoric world, it is not worthy of a saint's dojo!"

"This is destined by heaven." Fuxi shook his head slightly.

"The primordial purple qi I used to become a saint was the one that Daoist Hongyun used back then. Now that he has become a saint, the Daoist temple should naturally be built here."

"Daoist Hongyun's... primordial purple qi."

Zhen Yuanzi could not help but remain silent. All the questions in his mind suddenly became clear. He finally knew why Fuxi could become a saint.

He also knew where the primordial purple qi went after Hongyun's death.

"It turned out to be... a saint who took action?" Zhen Yuanzi could not help but remain silent, and then a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

With his hands pinched, the earth and wood avenue gathered magic power, and a magical power began to brew.

However, Fuxi looked at the scene in front of him without any expression, and even did not gather magic power, but just looked at it with a warm smile.

Seeing Fuxi's attitude, Zhen Yuanzi was annoyed. Even if you have achieved the Tao and become a saint, your strength is strong.

But he is also a quasi-saint, and he has been practicing diligently and accumulating magic power for hundreds of millions of years.

With the ginseng fruit of the ginseng fruit tree, which is the best innate spiritual root and ripens once every ten thousand years, the magic power he has accumulated is more than a hundred times stronger than other quasi-saints.

This is too much to underestimate him!

Zhen Yuanzi was angry, and the magic power in his hand was shining brightly, and he was about to hit Fuxi.

"By the way, fellow Daoist Hongyun has been reincarnated, does fellow Daoist Zhenyuan know?" Fuxi smiled with a warm face.

"Boom!"

The magical power in Zhen Yuanzi's hand directly hit the ground in front of Hongyun Cave. The next moment, the magical light covered the area of ​​​​Huoyun Cave within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

In an instant.

Under the illumination of this light, the plants and trees in this area bloomed brightly, the fruit fragrance was pleasant, and the spiritual roots exuded extremely rich vitality, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

This world of hundreds of millions of miles suddenly seemed to have turned into a fairyland on earth, where was the mess that had not been taken care of for hundreds of millions of years.

"Daoyou Fuxi, what do you think of this great magical power of the flower blooming in an instant!" Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard and said with a bright smile.

Fuxi: "..."

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi in front of him, Fuxi suddenly felt that he might have underestimated Zhen Yuanzi.

"Daoyou Zhenyuan, what a magical power!" Fuxi praised.

"Daoist Fuxi, I wonder if what you just said, Daoist Hongyun... has been reincarnated, is it true or not?" Zhen Yuanzi asked eagerly.

"Of course it is true." Fuxi nodded slightly.

"After Lady Pingxin established the reincarnation, Daoist Hongyun has successfully reincarnated. Now there is no news of him in the prehistoric world. I guess he has not yet achieved the Daluo Dao and has not found the Dao fruit."

Hearing Fuxi's words, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly became extremely excited. He believed that Fuxi, now a saint, would definitely not lie to him, an old Taoist priest.

"Daoist Hongyun..."

Zhen Yuanzi's voice could not help but tremble, and his eyes immediately turned red.

After a while, Zhen Yuanzi finally controlled his emotions, and then looked at Fuxi and apologized: "Fellow Daoist, please forgive me. I lost my composure when I heard the news about my friend."

"No problem!" Fuxi shook his head slightly, stared at Zhen Yuanzi with burning eyes and smiled: "The friendship between Daoist Zhen Yuan and Daoist Hong Yun is stronger than gold, which is admirable."

Although Fuxi's words were very sincere, Zhen Yuanzi felt a little uncomfortable when he felt Fuxi's burning gaze for some reason.

Putting aside the strange thoughts in his mind, Zhen Yuanzi showed a solemn expression on his face and said: "Thank you Daoist Fuxi for telling me the news about my friend!"

"Zhen Yuan will never forget this love and kindness. If Daoist has any instructions in the future, Zhen Yuan will do his best!"

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi with a solemn face, Fuxi couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Even though Fuxi has become a saint now, he dare not underestimate Zhen Yuanzi.

This is one of the only three thousand guests of Zixiao Hongchen left in the prehistoric world.

You know, even he died once, and thanks to his sister, he was able to be reborn in the prehistoric world and become a saint.

No matter how, none of the powerful people who can live safely in this era are weak.

"Since Taoist Zhenyuan is so kind, Fuxi has something to ask for, so I will accept it without any excuses." Fuxi said with a shy face.

"Please speak, Taoist Fuxi!" Zhenyuanzi said with a righteous face.

"Now that the human race is weak, Fuxi would like to ask Taoist friends to help take care of the human race." Fuxi said solemnly.

Hearing Fuxi's words, Zhen Yuanzi was stunned and looked at Fuxi in surprise, saying, "Daoyou Fuxi has become a saint, so why do I need you to take care of the human race?"

"Daoyou Zhenyuan, you don't know. Although I have become a saint, I am not a saint of heaven, but a saint of harmony!"

"Although I have become a saint, I will forever suppress the human race and this Huoyun Cave!" Fuxi said, with a look of loneliness on his face.

"Forever suppress Huoyun Cave? A saint of harmony? Daoyou Fuxi, I'm sorry for my ignorance, what do you mean by this?"

Zhen Yuanzi was slightly stunned and looked at Fuxi in confusion.

"Daoyou, do you still remember the words of Hongjun Daozu when he preached and distributed the sainthood in Zixiao Palace that year?" Fuxi sighed slightly and said softly.

"What words did Daoyou say?"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"Hongjun Daozu once said that there are three ways to become a saint: to prove the Dao with strength, to prove the Dao with merit, and to prove the Dao by killing the three corpses."

"He also said that nine is the maximum number in the prehistoric world, so there must be eight saints of the Heavenly Dao in the prehistoric world."

"However,There are fifty Daos, forty-nine Tianyan, and one escaped, so only seven primordial purple qi were distributed. "

Fuxi said solemnly.

"Of course I remember." Zhen Yuanzi nodded, and a trace of loneliness appeared on his face. Back then, his fellow Daoist Hongyun fell into the prehistoric world because of this primordial purple qi.

However, this loneliness was also fleeting.

After all, he now knew that Hongyun did not completely return to the abyss, but successfully reincarnated.

"Don't you think the words of Daozu contradict each other?" Fuxi said lightly: "After all, when Daozu talked about the method of proving the Dao, he did not mention the primordial purple qi."

Zhen Yuanzi was slightly startled, and his heart seemed to have set off a storm, and his eyes looked at Fuxi in disbelief.

Fuxi did not care about Zhen Yuanzi's reaction, but continued.

"Hongjun Daozu preached the world, what kind of person is he, naturally he would not lie, so...what Hongjun Daozu said is correct. ”

“There are three ways to attain the Dao and become a saint, and there are only eight saints in the prehistoric world. However, Daozu has never made it clear whether attaining the Dao and becoming a saint are the same as the saint of the Heavenly Dao in the prehistoric world.”

“This…” Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes shone brightly, and he looked at Fuxi excitedly, his whole body trembling slightly.

“The saint mentioned by Hongjun Daozu is the Heavenly Dao saint, and attaining the Dao and becoming a saint is the He Dao saint, which is achieved by practicing the three ways of attaining the Dao mentioned by Hongjun Daozu.”

Fuxi’s voice was sonorous and powerful.

“Daoyou, are you serious?” Zhen Yuanzi’s voice trembled.

If the previous loss of composure was due to excitement after hearing about Hongyun’s reincarnation, then this time, it was for the Dao.

Which cultivator has not dreamed of seeing the scenery standing at the top?

“Of course! Otherwise, why didn’t Daozu point out the fact that I became a saint in Zixiao Palace that year? "Fuxi said calmly.

"If you still don't believe it, then think about the one in the East China Sea."

"The one in the East China Sea..."

Zhen Yuan's face changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered the mysterious and powerful Taoist master in the East China Sea who called himself a friend but never traveled in the prehistoric world.