Hong Huang: I use the law to prove the truth

Chapter 85: Preaching Chance, Ending Cause and Effect (2nd Subscription Custom)

After becoming the spokesperson of Heaven’s Dao, Hongjun naturally knew his mission.

This preaching flood is a vital part of this.

Unexpectedly, after Zhou Yi preempted him and became the first saint, there was a tendency to cross the line.

What does that mean?

Nakedly start robbing merit and luck!

Before sanctification, magic weapons and magical powers are the main drama of monks.

But Hongjun, who is about to become a saint, knows that for a saint, the most important thing is luck.

These two words are ethereal, but there are specific ways to intercept them.

Hongjun knows.

If he can become the First Saint, he can obtain a huge amount of Flood Desolation Qi Luck in the future.

At that time, his realm can rise to the top, and even step into the realm of the avenue.

But now that hope has been dashed, and Zhou Yi has taken the lead according to his Hongjun script.

How can this calm Hongjun’s mood?

The emotions that had been hard to control were provoked again, and the opportunity for sanctification was almost missed.

However, Zhou Yi’s voice resounded throughout the flood wilderness.

All living beings were in turmoil.

After Zhou Yi’s aura gradually dissipated, Hongjun’s suppressed aura was gradually revealed.

It was only at this time that the creatures in the flood suddenly remembered.

Today is not the birth of one saint, but two!

It’s just that Hongjun, who first intended to be sanctified, can no longer arouse the envy and admiration of everyone.

I’m afraid there is a contrast.

In front of the powerful Wanfa Dao Monarch, Hongjun seemed insignificant.

It is even tempting to wonder why the gap between saints can be so obvious?

And the reason is naturally also taken for granted.

Hongjun found a different way to become holy by beheading corpses.

Although this method seems to be brilliant, if you really want to say it, it is a little less relevant to the Tao.

Not to mention that Zhou Yi mastered many laws, including all the avenues.

Therefore, Zhou Yi’s foundation was much stronger than his Hongjun, and it was natural that the movements of sanctification were different.

“Today, I have achieved the position of a saint, and I will open an altar in the Thirty-Three Heavenly Outer Purple Xiao Palace, and teach the Dao in ten thousand years! Those who have a fortune can come here! ”

At this moment, Hongjun Laodao’s heart is extremely complicated.

Despite his grievances, he had to preach in the way that the way of Heaven’s Dao had been established.

This is the number of days, and even he, the saint, must obey it.

How could a Heavenly Dao Saint be so easy to achieve?

Since he enjoyed the help of the Heavenly Dao, he naturally had to obey the will of Heaven.

This is the most essential difference between Zhou Yi and Hongjun.

After Hongjun’s voice spread in all directions, everyone was stunned.

“Also 10,000 years later? Chaos Purple Sky Palace? ”

“In this way, isn’t it a conflict with the Ten Thousand Law Dao Monarch?”

“It seems that you can only choose one of them!”

“If you really have a choice, you will naturally choose the Ten Thousand Law Dao Monarch, and the strength of the Dao Monarch is already well known.”

The Flood Desolate creatures were talking about this matter, but they had forgotten that the chaos beyond these thirty-three days away could not be visited by ordinary people?

Among these desolate creatures, how many people can go to chaos?

Perhaps, only those beings who had become Da Luo Golden Immortals were qualified to choose to listen to the sermon in that saint’s dojo.

The ancestor of the Styx sat cross-kneeled on the boundless sea of blood Styx, and his expression was slightly gloomy, with a little thought in his eyebrows.

“Although the Ten Thousand Dharma Dao Monarch cultivated in order to attain it, after all, the Hongjun Dao talents were the first to begin to preach sanctification!”

“Even if, the Ten Thousand Law Dao Monarch is the first saint.”

For some reason, the ancestor of the Styx River was very inclined to Zhou Yi, but he was strong enough to calculate that Hongjun had a fate with him.

Therefore, between Hongjun and Zhou Yi, the River Styx is very entangled.

“That’s it, let’s go to the Qingcang Realm of the Ten Thousand Law Dao Monarch!”

Finally, after some thought, the Styx ancestor still chose to go to Zhou Yi’s dojo to listen to the sermon.

Intuition told him that if he gave up Zhou Yi and chose Hongjun, it might be fate, but he might miss a big opportunity.

Like the River Styx, there are many Daluo Golden Immortal level cultivators.

In the original history of the flood and famine, they were all existences who could become three thousand purple Xiao guests, and each of them had a fate with the Dao Ancestor.

But even though this fate was in front of them, they still wavered between the two saints.

After all, Zhou Yi is the first existence to achieve the Saint Fruit position, and his strength is strong, and the Dao Law is stable.

Therefore, many people and the ancestors of the Styx are generally willing to give up the so-called fate and pursue the ethereal great opportunity.

Among them, the most entangled candidate is the three Qing Daoists on Kunlun Mountain.

Today’s Sanqing Daoist looked at the Fuxi Nuwa in front of him, and there was no need to say more about the complexity of his heart.

A second ago, they learned of the existence of Zhou Yi, the Ten Thousand Law Daojun, from the mouth of Fuxi Nuwa.

Even from the mouths of Fuxi Nuwa and the two, they learned what a more powerful realm the so-called saint was.

But what they never expected was that in the next second, Fuxi and Nuwa’s master actually demonstrated for them personally, what a saint is!

When he felt Zhou Yi’s breath, Sanqing was trembling.

The more powerful the cultivator, the more he could feel Zhou Yi’s extraordinary impact.

It is precisely because Zhou Yi became a saint that both Laozi and Tongtian felt convinced by the master in the mouth of Fuxi Nuwa.

Such a person is indeed qualified to become the master of the two innate beings of Fuxi Nuwa.

Even, Lao Tzu looked at Fuxi Nuwa with a little envy in his eyes.

“Three Daoists, you have also seen my brother and sister master Venerable achieve the Saint Fruit Position, I wonder if the three of you plan to go to my master to hear the sermon?”

Fuxi said with a smile.

From today onwards, Fuxi and Nuwa are true saint disciples.

Its status is absolutely sideways in the flood and desolation, and no one dares to mess with it.

In the face of Fuxi’s inquiry, the three of Lao Tzu looked at each other.

“This matter needs to be considered!”

Lao Tzu spoke first.

He also calculated that he and Hongjun had a master-apprentice fate, but there was a traction telling Lao Tzu.

Only by going to the Qingcang Realm of the Ten Thousand Law Dao Monarch could his future be smooth sailing.

And the reason why he has this feeling is naturally because of that innate treasure – Taijitu!

Originally, this innate treasure should belong to Lao Tzu, and it was used to suppress people’s spiritual luck when Lao Tzu became holy in the future.

And this treasure will also fall into the hands of Hongjun according to the original trajectory.

I never thought that because of Zhou Yi’s appearance, everything had changed.

Lao Tzu is more inclined to the Wanfa Daojun.

And those who have the same idea are all over the sky.

The treasure destined to belong to the heavens, the Four Immortal Swords, was also taken away by Zhou Yi.

Although the two brothers felt that they had a relationship with Hongjun, they wanted to listen to Zhou Yi’s sermon.

As for the primitive, he didn’t have much thought, and he made up his mind after calculating the fate between himself and Hongjun.

After all, although Wanfa Dao Monarch Zhou Yi is strong, he has no fate with him after all.

The Pangu Banner, which was originally used to suppress the luck of the teachings, is now in the hands of Hongjun Laodao, and has even become the most important attack treasure that Hongjun Laodao relies on.

Three brothers, with different minds.

And when Fuxi Nuwa and the two met, they also knew that the minds of the three Daoists were uncertain.

Naturally, this matter is not important to them.

Therefore, the two brothers and sisters also took the opportunity to leave, intending to return to the Qingcang Realm to sort out the insights gained from this trip to the flood and wilderness.

At the same time, you can also ask Zhou Yi and let their sage master come for guidance.

It’s just that when Fuxi and Nuwa rushed back to the Qingcang Realm, they didn’t see Zhou Yi.

When the flood famine was turned upside down by the birth of the two saints, Zhou Yi also planned to understand the cause and effect of his stay in the flood famine.

As a saint, Zhou Yi has the effect of following his words.

“Shift!”

As Zhou Yi’s words fell, his body had already disappeared from the Qingcang Realm and came to the Flood Barren Land.

It was hot in all directions, endless volcanoes erupted at this moment, and the fire rushed straight to the sky, burning the clouds in the sky.

This place is the place where Zhou Yi used to take shape-Nanming Volcano!

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