Honghuang: Signing In for A Hundred Years, My Dao Identity was Exposed by Yunxiao

"The disciple thinks that the Taoist ancestors are inferior to the predecessors!"

"You actually think so?"

Tongtian's heart trembled, if Bi Xiao from the Three Heavens was here, he would definitely not believe the weight of this sentence.

But Yun Xiao has a gentle personality and never escapes. He just says what he is, and it is difficult to lie.

"Yes."

Yun Xiao nodded: "Daozu fits the way of heaven, and when Yunxiao faces Daozu, it feels like facing the way of heaven."

"But when facing the senior, Yun Xiao only felt that the senior was a person with a lot of life. Playing the piano, fishing, arranging flowers, reading books, and painting all seemed to reveal the charm of the Dao."

"Yun Xiao, how can you rate him so highly?"

Tongtian was a little unbelievable, but in his heart he hoped that what Yun Xiao said was true.

If Ning Cheng is above Daozu Hongjun, it is enough to show that someone can reach and surpass Daozu Hongjun's realm.

His teacher, the breath of heaven on his body is really pressing people to breathe!

"This disciple has never told a lie, does the teacher know what I saw in my predecessors?"

Yun Xiao took a deep breath and decided to tell what he saw in the long river of time.

"What did you see?"

"Before speaking, please use the power of a saint to cover up the secret."

Tongtian's face showed a dignified expression, without asking any further questions, he immediately shot.

In an instant, the chaotic aura shrouded the Biyou Palace, the heavenly way was hidden, and it was mysterious and unusual.

Yun Xiao let out a long breath and said solemnly:

"I saw that on a battlefield, we and Renjiao and Chanjiao became enemies."

"Brother Gongming died tragically, we went out to Jinao Island to avenge my brother, but Bi Xiao and sister Qiong Xiao both died.

I sacrificed the golden bucket of Hunyuan, causing countless casualties among the disciples of Chanjiao, but I angered the original master. He took action against me and made me die, but you didn't come, Master. "

Tongtian's face is full of dignified colors, unbelievable and unbelievable:

"How did you know?"

Yunxiao shook his head, and did not easily come out of the long river of time:

"This matter involves the secret of senior, please forgive Yunxiao for not being able to tell."

"If the teacher wants to know the answer, you might as well go to the senior's place to find out in person. In addition, the teacher you want to "cover the lower part with a finger, is in the senior's study."

"Senior's study is the most precious place in the prehistoric world. It contains thousands of supreme novels and classics. If you comprehend it, it will definitely benefit the saint."

Yun Xiao felt that his teacher Tongtian might still have fantasies about interpreting teaching and teaching people.

No matter how tragic and cruel the words were, it would be better for Teacher Tongtian to witness it with his own eyes.

"I see."

Tongtian nodded solemnly:

"The vision you saw, I think it should be a matter of calamity in the future. These things involve the heaven's secrets and cannot be easily leaked."

Tong Tian sat on the futon and let out a soft sigh.

As a saint who transcends time, space, and sages, he has a hunch about everything.

As early as a hundred years ago, when Daozu Hongjun casually mentioned the amount of calamity, he had a premonition of a crisis.

From the crisis of interception!

What Yun Xiao said may not necessarily come out of nowhere.

Teaching people, explaining teaching, intercepting teaching, the three teachings have different concepts.

For thousands of years, the original relationship between him and his two elder brothers has become weaker and weaker.

Saints are ruthless?

While he was contemplating through the sky, a mysterious and mysterious indifferent voice suddenly came from his mind.

After a long time, a heavy and complicated look appeared on Tongtian's face.

Yun Xiao puzzled: "Teacher, why is your face so ugly?"

"The Taoist ancestor asked our six saints to go to the Zixiao Palace to discuss the matter of conferring the gods. This should be the beginning of the calamity!"

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Just when Tongtian was thinking about the impact of Conferred God's Quantity Tribulation on Intercepting the Sect, two divine lights shot towards Chaoge City in the void.

The speed of the two divine lights was extremely fast, the one in front was colorful, and the mysterious aura covered the heaven and the earth.

In the Great Shang Palace, two figures fell.

"It's a prosperous royal capital, with people like weaving, but unfortunately there are no immortal masters!"

The man in the golden robe had a stern face and a slightly mocking tone.

"Kong Xuan, what exactly are you here for?"

Kong Xuan stared at the mysterious bird transformed into the Great Business Movement, and said in a long tone:

"My younger brother is my younger brother, the golden-winged Dapeng eagle. Do you want to know the purpose of my coming to Dashang?"

The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle is not angry: "Yes, I am very curious, you are a quasi-saint-level master, why did you come to the Mortal Dynasty?"

"Have you ever heard of the legend of the Mysterious Bird of Destiny, who descended into Shang?"

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle was stunned for a second, and then looked at the mysterious bird's national fortune rising up in the Great Shang Dynasty.

"Do you think Dashang Xuanniao has something to do with his mother?"

The Golden-winged Dapeng eagle laughed: "Kong Xuan, Kong Xuan, what are you kidding me, my mother Yuan Feng died early in the era of the three clans fighting for hegemony, how can she survive to this day."

"ridiculous!"

Leaving a word viciously, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle immediately flew away without hesitation.

Kong Xuan didn't take it seriously, and swept the Dashang Palace with his Yuanshen. He couldn't find the clues he wanted, so he had to leave.

Just when Kong Xuan was about to fly out of Chaoge City, a voice transmission of the Yuanshen fell into Kong Xuan's ears.

"Brother Kong Xuan, save me, there is great terror here!"

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