Hong Huang: Sign In From The Willow

Chapter 12 The Birth of Xiantian Calabash

Liu Ming glanced at the smug Dong Duke, and then at Haotian, who was serving silently behind Dao Zu.

Secretly made a comparison between the two in my heart.

Although this Haotian seemingly awkward, the city mansion is actually quite deep. Even though the Heavenly Emperor in the later generations was stunned, the power was emptied by several Sages, but on the face it was also the master of The Three Realms.

Even after ascending to the position of Heavenly Emperor, it was found that no one was available, and Daozu was asked to come forward for him personally, recruiting a large number of hitters, of which 365 Road Zhengshen was mostly his disciple.

Thinking of this, Liu Ming’s gaze couldn’t help but chill. In this life, he will not let the tragedy of cutting education repeat itself.

“Three thousand years are full, the origin and the demise, this preaching ends here, you can come again after a thousand years.”

After that, Hongjun’s body turned into a burst of purple aura, which dissipated out of thin air.

Also in Tathagata, there is no trace.

The three thousand red dust guests were overjoyed when they heard this. Before they could say their thanks, after a while, they appeared directly outside the gate of the Zixiao Palace.

In this scene, I was shocked to see the great powers, and they all sighed Hongjun’s god-tier skills.

Tongtian walked straight past, patted Liu Ming on the shoulder, his expression was very excited.

When Taoist ancestor wanted to accept Liu Ming as a disciple, he didn’t expect Liu Ming to refuse.

“Master, don’t be like that, it’s weird.”

Liu Ming murmured a little hairy by Tongtian’s gaze.

Hearing this, Tongtian slapped it away, and said with a smile:

“Boy, get out!!”

Yuan Yuan and Taishang both smiled when they watched this scene.

As the master and apprentice were fighting, a beautiful shadow lotus moved lightly, and it was Nuwa.

Yuan and Tai looked down upon them, and solemnly beat them.

“I don’t know what the fellow daoist is about?”

After Nuwa gave a gift, he smiled and said, “I’m here to find Liu Ming fellow daoist.”

Now Sanqing and Nuwa have not formally worshipped the Taoist ancestors, and she and Liu Ming are both one of the three thousand patriarchs, and they are naturally commensurate with fellow daoist.

Not only Sanqing, but even Liu Ming himself was slightly taken aback, and pointed to himself.

“Looking for me?”

Nuwa smiled and nodded, like a fairy blooming, as if to beautify the world.

A hint of red glow appeared on the bright and pretty face, which was really bright and moving.

“The little girl is here to thank Liu Ming, fellow daoist, for giving up her position, and would like to invite you to Buzhou Mountain as a guest.”

Yuan and Taishang daddy heard the words, and his face showed a daze.

Previously, Liu Ming withdrew from the fourth futon on the grounds that his master and disciples could not sit together. Nuwa took the opportunity to sit, and both sides just formed a big Karma.

Tong Tian winked at Liu Ming and showed a smile that a man knew.

He also wanted to invite Nuwa to go to Kunlun Mountain to discuss the Taoism and establish a marriage with his stupid apprentice.

Thinking about it now, I don’t need him to worry about it!

“Uncle Nuwa, the Taoist way is too esoteric and obscure. I have to go back to Kunlun Mountain with Master and two uncles to have a good insight, so I won’t bother.”

After Liu Ming thought about it for a moment, he directly refused.

He got the good fortune jade butterfly fragments in the Zixiao Palace, and unexpectedly realized the time law, one of the four supreme laws, and he had to return to Kunlun Mountain to get a good life Insight.

Tong Tian was immediately dumbfounded, and winked at Liu Ming frantically.

Liu Ming said in a daze: “Master, what’s wrong with your eyes?”

After all, he is just an ordinary young man with modern thoughts, even if he travels bizarrely, he will not narcissistically think that the goddess of the gods will fall in love with him.

Tongtian: “…”

“Oh” Nuwa replied slightly disappointed, smiling somewhat reluctantly.

“Then I won’t bother a few fellow daoist.”

“Wait!” Tongtian was in a hurry, and was about to open his mouth to stay.

Suddenly his expression changed, and there seemed to be a strange feeling in the soul.

Nuwa, who was about to leave, also took a step, her eyes condensed.

Too Shang Daddy pinched his fingers and calculated it again, and said:

“Pan Dao feels that something is destined to me.”

The original nod also expresses the same feeling.

Several people looked at each other, and then took Liu Ming and flew towards the prehistoric continent.

After listening to the Dao in the Zixiao Palace, their Cultivation Base has taken a step further, and crossing the Chaos Zone is not as difficult as before.

…

A majestic and giant peak pierced into the sky, and the mountainside was already covered by clouds and mist. It was ten thousand meters high and stretched for tens of thousands of miles. The immortal god couldn’t help but worship.

“Is this Bu Zhoushan?”

Liu Ming muttered to himself, his eyes were full of shock.

Across the distance, Liu Ming felt a breath of vicissitudes of life from the huge mountains that connected the sky and the earth.

According to legend, this Bu Zhou Mountain was transformed by the spine of Pangu god-tier, which is the celestial pillar connecting the world of the prehistoric world.

Seeing it today, it really deserves its reputation.

As soon as he stepped into Buzhou Mountain, Liu Ming felt an ancient and vast aura surging.

It was not aimed at the flesh or the soul, it was the breath left by the Pangu god-tier.

People can’t help but feel awe in their hearts. The more you go up, the stronger the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, and the stronger the pressure from the Pangu god-tier.

The speeds of Daddy, Primal, Tongtian, and Nuwa are also limited, and they fly more and more slowly. With their Cultivation Base, they all seem to be struggling.

You know, after listening to the Dao in the Zixiao Palace, the Cultivation Base of Sanqing and others broke through again, and it has reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian.

This made Liu Ming couldn’t help but sigh the power of Pangu god-tier, even if it has fallen for countless years, only a trace of the leftover breath can make Da Luo Jinxian difficult.

In the end, their bodies stopped on a mountain peak, and everyone’s eyes brightened.

I saw a Calabash vine not far away, about ten feet high, with six Calabash vines of different colors, exuding dim fairy light, enveloping.

Then, regardless of Sanqing or Nuwa, although they were a little moved, they stood in place tacitly.

The invisible lines around the Calabash vine are intertwined and formed, faintly outlines an obscure and mysterious formation that is full of the atmosphere of the avenue.

This is the Xiantian formation guarding the Calabash vine, and it is difficult to break into it with ordinary means.

Xiantian Spiritual Roots like this are guarded by the Xiantian formation, of course Liu Ming is an accident.

He did not come out of Xiantian Spiritual Roots, but the roots of the system forcibly ascension, so there is no Xiantian formation guardianship.

The Heavenly Dao people are well versed in formation, and they are well-deserved masters of formations in the prehistoric times.

With hand seals in his hand, his eyes flashed violently, and several streamers flew out one after another.

Swish!

Several dazzling groups of Sword Qi suddenly broke out in the Xiantian array, sonorous, brilliant and dazzling.

As if the sound of gold and iron strikes, the outline of Xiantian’s array became clearer.

A Sword Qi exercise was once again cut out, and the vigorous energy exploded, sharp and cold light like mercury pours into the ground, pervasively eroding the Xiantian formation.

With the continuous weakening of formation, the full picture of Xiantian Calabash vines also appeared in everyone’s eyes.

Liu Ming said in his heart: “Is this the Xiantian Calabash vine?”

Later generations have a lot of legends about this Xiantian Calabash vine. Anyone who gets the Calabash bred from it is not a famous and powerful figure in the prehistoric times.

Just as the Dao pattern of Xiantian formation was about to fade away, daddy was ready to make an all-out effort to take away the few Calabash in one fell swoop, and suddenly there was a momentum of rushing into the sky behind him.

These breaths are so strong that they have also reached the stage of late stage in Da Luo Jinxian.