The Heavens: At the beginning of the game, I caught a fairy queen

The old Daoist Hongjun next to him was all smiles, and he looked like a good guy, which was even more surprising.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Hongjun."

Zhuang Yuan shrunk his figure, his face full of excitement, this is the perfect Da Luo Jinxian cultivation base, which makes up for the shortcomings, and can cut out the three corpses at any time, and step into the ranks of semi-sages.

The semi-holy cultivation base is the strong one among the prehistoric, and it is also the era of the prehistoric struggle for hegemony that will start later, one by one, the astoundingly talented, peerless powerhouses of all ages, are on the grand stage.

Between heaven and earth, fight for hegemony.During the calamity, those who ruled the mountains and rivers were all semi-saint powerhouses, and each one possessed extremely terrifying power, which penetrated the entire world and opened up time and space.

Each of their divine ways creates a supreme ultimate move, which can be used to fight against heaven and earth.

Just like the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Di Jun and other half-sages in the demon court, who would dare to disobey, they would go out to conquer the whole world, mighty and mighty, and make the whole prehistoric world precarious.

"You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do." Hongjun smiled all over his face, looking very righteous.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I've always been curious about your operation? Why? Do we know each other?"

At this time, Zhuang Yuan could only get straight to the point and ask directly.

Because the two of them have never negotiated, why should they help themselves?

Now that he is a saint and is the spokesperson of the way of heaven, his strength is so terrifying that he doesn't need to please Zhuang Yuan, a big Luo Jinxian.

"Fellow Daoist, you'll know later..." Hongjun smiled awkwardly, and continued: "By the way, this is the second lecture, fellow Daoist, do you want to come and observe?"

"If you don't want to come, I can tell you in private, the way of a saint."

Taoist Hongjun can be said to be talking three times, layer upon layer, which is unimaginable and impossible to calm down. He is completely flattering. What kind of operation is it?

"No need! Let's go together."

Zhuang Yuan was a little flattered, and quickly refused. This is a saint, and if he pushes his nose to his face, something will really go wrong.

So ever!

Zhuang Yuan and Hong Jun talked and laughed, stepped out all the way, and came to the huge square of Zixiao Palace. Saint style.

He asked Zhuang Yuan to take a seat, and then he floated out in one step, and landed on a high seat, looking around at the people present, with a serious demeanor, showing the demeanor of a leader.

Among the people below, Sanqing was at the top, with the demeanor of a good student, waiting for Hongjun to give a sermon, which was even more of an example. Once he got the attention of the sage, he would do something of his own.

The Nuwa at the back was as quiet as an orchid, sitting calmly and quietly, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining in the autumn water, she took a sneak look at Zhuang Yuan, and for some reason, her restless heart couldn't be shaken off.

"Is he really a bad man? Is he really like a brother who said that once contacted, there is no cure?"

Nuwa's mind was spinning all over, and three thousand troubles wrapped around her body in one thought.

Followed by Western introduction and quasi-prompt, one is fat and the other is thin, sitting obediently, like a student in the class who loves to study and doesn't like to fight, waiting quietly for the teacher to come up with a question.

As for the others, the three thousand mortals were either leaning against the wall or sitting on the ground, cross-legged and adjusting their breath, waiting quietly, not daring to mess around.

"Today is the second preaching, which lasted for 1000 years. It is the way of Daluo. Whether it is Xuanxian, Jinxian, Daluo Jinxian, or semi-sage, it is the way of Daluo."

Hongjun spoke slowly, spitting out golden lotuses, the sky was full of hype, and the entire Zixiao Palace fell into a turbulent fairy air.

The three thousand guests in the world of mortals, one by one, closed their eyes and meditated, listening to the mantra of the Dao.

The way of the sage, the way of the world.

"Tao can be Tao, but it is not eternal. Names can be named, but they are not eternal...the mother of all things that exist...the door of all wonders, the mysterious and the mysterious..."

"For learning more and more, for Taoism, daily loss, loss and loss, close to Taoism..."

"Those who have deep desires have shallow secrets..."

"An ancient real person never sleeps without dreams..."

In the mouth of the sage, it came from a narration, the light of heaven fell down to the nine heavens, and the virtue of the sage covered the sky and covered the earth, and the whole prehistoric world was aroused by a divine light.

Countless creatures, nourished by a piece of fairy light, gradually enlightened and transformed into forms one after another, making the entire prehistoric wilderness bloom, the immortal way prospered, and reached the most prosperous era since the beginning of the sky.

of course!

The light of the Dao falls into the world, nourishes all things, and blesses the world, but some people are confused and unable to understand the Dao in it. There is no doubt that they are the Twelve Ancestral Witches, except for Houtu.

They all looked confused, looking around, unable to comprehend the way of heaven at all, full of confusion.

"The way of the great Luo, the sun and the moon have the same brilliance, the heaven and the earth have the same life span, among all generations, you can enter the past, future, and present, and comprehend the three thousand ways..."

Every word Hongjun said, the words of enlightenment, seemed to make them fall into a whole new world and travel the infinite road.

Even some mortals, in the process of listening to the sermon, saw the true meaning of Da Luo, stepped into the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, aspired to the top of the universe, and waves like waves were set off around them, and the three flowers gathered on the top, and the five energies were in full swing.

"The five qi in the chest and the three flowers on the top of the head are the Daluo. The way of the Daluo is the way of detachment. It transcends the three realms, does not belong to the five elements, does not enter the cycle of reincarnation, and is called one in the world..."

One word and one sentence can be said to be carried out in all directions, like thunder piercing ears, penetrating the world and the eight wildernesses.

This time it was catchy, and everyone fell into a new perception.

The way of cultivation is to close your eyes and meditate, one day and one night, just like the time travels, thousands of years pass by in a flash.

Some people even fell into it, unable to extricate themselves, unable to recover for a long time, they were too obsessed, like a spring in the desert, making it difficult for them to give up.

"Okay! Thousands of years have passed, and the years are gone. Everyone will leave on their own. After thousands of years, we will meet again to preach for the last time..."

Taoist Hongjun opened his eyes, looked around, and announced the end of the sermon.

The three thousand guests in the world of mortals still had something to say and couldn't give up, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to accept the sudden expulsion, even so, they stood up silently.

"Saint, I, Emperor Jun, have something to say."

At this moment, Di Jun spoke, and the resonant voice resounded through Zixiao Palace, shaking endlessly.

"Oh! Please tell me..." Hongjun waved his hand.

The people around are all very curious when they come looking for the sound, Lord of the Sun, what's wrong?

"The sage is in power, the order is initially established, and the entire prehistoric creatures still go their own way, causing yin and yang to be reversed, the universe is dull, and the people are in a state of misery. ,please allow...."

Di Jun bowed slightly, his face full of anticipation.

In today's prehistoric world, the sage Hongjun is respected, as long as he nods, who would dare to make mistakes.

Everyone was in an uproar and their breaths were short of breath. Since the beginning of the world, only the three clans fought against each other, intending to control the prehistoric world, but they all withdrew from the stage of history.

Now, Di Jun speaks so wildly that he is risking the world's wrongdoing.

"I beseech the sage for permission. The rites of the world and the rules create a prosperous prehistoric world. Only we, the monster race, can truly manage it well."

Donghuang Taiyi also bowed his head and shouted loudly, the sound shook all directions.

"Ok!"

Hongjun pondered for a while, then nodded, and said, "Good!"

"Thank you saint." Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun looked at each other, extremely excited.

"Since managing the prehistoric world and establishing the Heavenly Court, the majesty must not be lost. The poor Daoist allows you to build a Heavenly Palace on Buzhou Mountain and take charge of the 360 ​​five-week sky and stars."

Hongjun was very generous, and with a wave of his hand, the entire prehistoric system was shaken, and everyone trembled. This matter has been decided.

The people around fell silent for a while. I am afraid that the era of Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi will begin in the future, and the creation of the heavens will be in charge of the saints. How domineering.

"Saint, I am the Duke of the East. I live among the three islands of Penglai. I was originally the way of pure yang, and I was originally to replace and manage the male immortals in the world."

The Eastern Prince stood up and said a word, and everyone looked at him, did he actually snatch food from the tiger's mouth?

"Good!" Hongjun nodded, and struck out with one hand. Duke Dong took on a completely new look, wearing a majestic jade suit, a crown on his head, and a domineering look.

Everyone was stunned, is this okay?

"Saint, I am the Queen Mother of the West. I have obtained the Tao through pure yin. I was originally a fairy who managed the prehistoric and prosperous ones."

A woman in purple clothes and purple hair bowed slightly, domineering yet tactful, her face was as cold as everlasting ice.

"good!"

Ancestor Hongjun was even more straightforward, and he struck out with one hand, and a celestial light fell, and Queen Mother Xi turned into a noble and gorgeous goddess, wearing a purple jade dress and a crown on her head.

"Thank you saint."

The woman bowed slightly, neither sad nor happy, but gave Zhuang Yuan a glance.

Chapter 740

With an innocent face on Zhuang Yuan's face, why did he mess with her?

"Hey..."

Zhuang Yuan yelled, and was about to keep Queen Mother Xi, but was stared at again, and left slowly, leaving behind her heroic and domineering back.

"Is it true that Her Majesty the Queen is so ruthless?"

Zhuang Yuan muttered, looked at the back and left, more and more sure, actually showed her face, wait and see...

Empress Yaochi actually reincarnated as Queen Mother of the West, it is unbelievable, and it seems natural that she can dominate Kunlun and become the head of female immortals.

In the mythology system, there are two queen mothers between heaven and earth, one is the wife of the Jade Emperor, the queen mother, who gave birth to seven fairies, which can be described as a beautiful heaven.

The other Queen Mother Xi, who is in charge of the human world, all criminal laws, and the female immortals, is graceful and dignified, and she is a very important existence among the gods.

She is in charge of the Kunlun Mountains, and visitors from heaven and earth fly up, males meet the East Prince, and females worship the Queen Mother of the West.Today's empress is domineering, changing from king to emperor, she is supreme.

"Dare to ask the saint, on my lunar star, there is a lot of yin, and there are signs of riots at any time. Is there a way to end it?"

At this time, a fairy came here, dressed in white snow, dignified, with a veiled woman, controlling thousands of scenery, disappearing in nine days, she can be called an unrivaled goddess.

As soon as she appeared on the stage, she surprised everyone, including Nuwa, Queen Mother of the West, Houtu, Xuanming and many other goddesses.

Taiyin Xingjun—Wang Shu, the real moon god, one of the women transformed from pure yin between heaven and earth, is admirable.

She is elegant and dignified, with lotus growing every step of the way, with innate aura in every gesture, flowing jade body, and flawless and spotless under her magnificent face.

"Your problem has been God's will for a long time, just wait..." Hongjun waved his hand, and in a calm sentence, the world was turned upside down, and the universe can be corrected.

The words of the sage, every sentence has good fortune, the voice is like a mantra, and every word and deed is the way that the world needs to follow.

"Thank you saint." Wang Shu bowed gracefully and virtuously, his exquisite figure was pleasing to the eye.

"Humph!"

However, when he turned around and returned to the center, he looked at Zhuang Yuan with a gaze full of resentment, and left with a soft snort, it was simply unimaginable.

"That...I..."

Suddenly, Zhuang Yuan had an illusion that he couldn't wash away even if he jumped into the Yellow River. Isn't it too shameful?

Before I knew it, the label of a scumbag stuck in my body like a sharp arrow, and I couldn't tear it off at all, and I was blocked for a while.

The beauty went away, leaving behind a gust of fragrant wind, Zhuang Yuan smiled helplessly, could it be that guy again?

"Dare to ask the sage, why can't our witch clan understand the Dao?"

At this time, Houtu, the representative of the witch clan, dressed in a dragonfly-like feather coat, stepped forward step by step, with a world-wide beauty and a stunning appearance.

"The way of the witch clan, wait until the third sermon, and then explain..." Daoist Hongjun waved his hand very decisively.

Hou Tu nodded, no longer asking, the etiquette of the saints, so far, this is respect, and it is also a kind of incompetence of the weak.

"Humph!"

However, the embarrassing Zhuang Yuan's side was once again full of dissatisfaction with his rigid and beautiful face.

"What... what's wrong with me?" Zhuang Yuan seized the opportunity and hurriedly asked.

"You know..." Houtu snorted, then turned around and left.

Zhuang Yuan let out a sigh of relief, quite helpless, it seemed that the development of the plot was getting more and more wrong, how could he become a thorn in the eyes of women?

The three thousand mortals, without the so-called gossip, began to leave one after another. This time the sermon was another harvest. Facing the cultivation base of the semi-saint, everyone was extremely excited, because they had real confidence.

Da Luo's way contains half saints, and this time it will definitely break through.

On the road, a group of women hugged each other, and in front of them was the Queen Mother of the West, who was unruly, domineering, and unparalleled in the world.

Such a beautiful woman, peerless in the world, unique in eternity, admirable, and also a lonely and arrogant woman.

"The Queen Mother of the West, the Prince of the East is here, please see me." In the distance, a resounding voice resounded in all directions.

"Let him come here." Queen Mother Xi said indifferently, and all the Xuannv opened the way.

"Fellow Taoist Queen Mother of the West!" The Prince of the East is elegant and undiminished, worthy of being the Emperor of Donghua, noble and domineering, in charge of the world and men's cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist, what's the matter?" Queen Mother Xi was a little curious, and it was the first formal communication between the two.

"I am the director of the pure yang energy in the world, ranking in the east, and you are born of the yin energy of the west. The king of the east dares to ask the queen mother of the west to agree to become a companion of the dao, and to control the way of yin and yang together." .”