Honghuang: Sleeping for countless years, exposed by his disciples

Really shocking.

There are thousands of Da Luo Jinxians!

What kind of force is this?

If the saint does not come out, it will be enough to overthrow the prehistoric world.

"Senior Brother Hongyun, let me secretly ask, how is your ginseng fruit tree transplanting plan going?"

"Shh! Don't let my old friend Zhen Yuanzi know, that's his lifeblood!" Hong Yun made a shh gesture!

"Junior Brother Gu King, I heard that you have comprehended a trace of the law of curses. It seems that you will be promoted to an inner sect disciple just around the corner!"

"Hahaha... Where is it, Brother Bai Ze's law of karma, you should realize it soon, right?"

"Why didn't Sister Xihe come? Has she returned to the Lunar Planet?"

"Sister Xi and Senior Sister said that they would wait for the teacher to appear on the Lunar Planet."

"Have you heard from the teacher?" Someone asked.

This question silenced Zixiao Palace inexplicably.

Everyone had a look of disappointment on their expressions.

Most of them have quietly returned to the vicinity of Taiyun Mountain, but there is no trace of Taiyun Mountain.

Not to mention meeting Chen Xuan himself.

"Senior Sister Houtu, did you hear back when you chanted Teacher's real name in reincarnation?" someone asked.

Houtu sighed slightly and shook his head: "I haven't gotten any response from my teacher in reincarnation, maybe, there is news from Senior Sister Xiwangmu..."

Everyone looked at a beautiful woman wearing a phoenix crown.

Queen Mother Xi's cold eyes flashed a scorching heat, with a slightly firm look: "Although I have never seen the teacher's figure in the long river of time, but..."

"but what?"

Everyone immediately swept away the depression just now, showing a look of anticipation.

The ear also involuntarily turned slightly towards Queen Mother Xi, for fear of missing any word.

"When I prove Hunyuan, from the beginning to the end of the time travel, I will definitely see the teacher again!" The Queen Mother of the West said loudly.

hiss!

Travel through time from beginning to end!

From the beginning of time to the end of time!

What a huge span and what kind of firm will this is? !

This is not only an obsession with the teacher, but also the only belief in the teacher from the heart.

No wonder Queen Mother Xi can comprehend the first law under the law of force!

Everyone was ecstatic.

After Nuwa heard this, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

There is a faint smile on the beautiful face, and the white teeth are lightly opened: "My fellow disciples, I have a method!"

"Senior Sister Nuwa, please speak quickly!"

"The teacher once said that when we prove the Tao Hunyuan with strength, it can arouse the resonance of the Dao. If we can prove the Hunyuan of the Dao, we can chant the teacher's real name. With the resonance of the Dao, the teacher will definitely hear our call to him !"

"Senior Sister Nuwa's method is wonderful! The great resonance resonates throughout the entire chaos, the teacher must be able to hear it!"

"If any senior brother or sister is the first to prove Hunyuan, remember to chant the teacher's real name!"

Everyone was delighted.

Many thoughts in my heart have been put aside, and now there is only one thought.

Prove the Dao Hunyuan with strength!

If Chen Xuan on Taiyun Mountain heard their conversation, he would definitely scold them.

You villains, promise not to expose me!

But now it's good, a teacher who opens and closes his mouth!

I still want to call my name through the resonance of the Dao, for fear that the whole universe will not know who I am?

What a crime to accept you disciples back then!

At this moment, Daotong Haotian and Yaochi have numb scalps and headaches.

Because Zixiao Palace is now divided into two distinct groups of people.

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, silently.

And another group of people chatted and greeted each other, and there was a lot of noise and laughter.

The entire Zixiao Palace was disorderly and chaotic.

Are you here to listen to a saint preach?

Couldn't bear it anymore, Haotian bit the bullet and shouted: "Saint Dojo, please be quiet!"

However, no one paid attention.

Haotian felt that he had been greatly underestimated.

I am also angry.

He just wanted to use Hongjun's name to scold these powers who disrespect order.

But Yaochi said, "Haotian, these people have their own forces and are powerful. The current situation is beyond the control of the two of us."

Haotian stubbornly shut his mouth.

You can only turn your head and don't look at their conversation.

However, Yaochi looked at Queen Mother Xi, Nuwa, Houtu and others with clear eyes, and sighed.

These sisters are so beautiful, gentle and dignified.

There was an invisible aura exuding from her whole body, which fascinated Yao Chi endlessly.

After listening intently for a long time, a hint of suspicion appeared on Yaochi's delicate face: "Who is the teacher they are talking about, and it has attracted so many sisters to look for him?"

Chapter 17 Two fellow Taoists, the futon in front of me is destined for you in the west

At this moment, ripples appeared in the void.

Immediately, a vast coercion of saints filled Zixiao Palace.

Haotian raised his head, his eyes sparkled.

With all his strength, he raised his voice, and the volume of his voice rose a little unconsciously: "The Taoist ancestor has arrived, everyone be quiet."

Hongjun is a fairy, wearing a simple dark blue Taoist robe, with a kind smile on his face, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

But Hongjun's profound cultivation made everyone feel irresistible.

A thought suddenly popped up in my heart: All saints are ants.

Hongjun sat in the Zixiao Palace, looking at the many great powers in front of him.

The bottom of my heart is very pleased.

There are more than a thousand Daluo Golden Immortals, and the other Taiyi Golden Immortals are also outstanding among the prehistoric.

The three thousand Zixiao guests are much stronger than I expected.

Not bad.

Look at the six listening futons under my cloth, who is destined to sit on them.

Seeing this, Hongjun was slightly stunned.

There are three futons empty?

Only Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Kunpeng sat on it.

Looking at Zixiao's three thousand guests, why are they all standing back in unison?

What the hell?

what happened?

This futon has great fortune and contains heavenly secrets. It is the position of the six heavenly saints who have colluded with the heavenly way.

Three empty can you believe it?

A man of heaven is not a Chinese cabbage on the street!

There seems to be something wrong with my sermon script.

In Hongjun's plan,

The three thousand Zixiao guests coincide with the three thousand demon gods and the three thousand great principles.

This time, the lecture was specially held in the Chaos Zixiao Palace, precisely to gather the powerful innate gods in the prehistoric, and use them to dominate the general situation of the prehistoric.

Set up six futons, select the six most powerful and most powerful powers in the prehistoric world, inherit the position of the heavenly sage, and become your right-hand man.

Hongjun blinked subconsciously.

His eyes swept over the three thousand guests in Zixiao, as if to say: "Baby, there is a word of fate in everything, I think you are destined to be with this futon."

Tong Tian raised his eyes slightly, and continued to embrace Qingping Sword, unmoved.

Nu Wa didn't intend to sit down either.

Fu Xi's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, so he didn't dare to say a word.

Hong Yun counted Zhen Yuanzi's leg hair.

The Queen Mother of the West, Houtu and others even turned their heads and turned a blind eye.

Dijun and Taiyi, the two three-legged golden crows, wanted to sit on the futon and listen to the sermon.

That is definitely a matter of Guangzong Yaozu.

But seeing, such as Tongtian and other powerful people who were too powerful to see their cultivation bases, they all stood aside one after another.

Di Jun and the prince rolled their eyes, but they didn't move rashly.

Hongjun felt as if countless mosquitoes were flying around in his head!

buzzing...

You don’t want to grab the position of the God-Destined Saint, are you here on holiday at Zixiao Palace?

Do you still want me to invite you to your seat?

At this time, outside the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Two bald Taoists, ragged and unkempt.

"Brother, we are already so late, I'm afraid there is no place, what should we do?"

"It's all because the Primal Chaos Qi is too violent, as if it was aimed at us."

"Brother, quickly think of a way..."

"Junior brother, in this way... you will act according to my wink later, and your tears and feelings must be in place..."

"it is good."

Outside Zixiao Palace, hurried footsteps sounded.

Also mixed with miserable cries.

"I was born in poverty in the west. I have pity on my two brothers. They traveled through mountains and rivers, went through hardships and dangers, and almost died in the chaos. They came to listen to the sermon, but they didn't even have a place..."

"I have pity on my Western beings, I can't be favored by saints..."

"The saint wants to be the master of my west!"

The people in Zixiao Palace stared wide-eyed, watching the two bald Taoists staggering, stumbling, and crying.

Everyone was taken aback, their expressions extremely complicated.