Honghuang: Sleeping for countless years, exposed by his disciples

I didn't eavesdrop at all, and the content of Hongjun's sermon was automatically transmitted to my ears.

Then Hongjun didn't distinguish between black and white, and directly punished himself.

When I become stronger in the future, I won't beat him up.

Then he said disdainfully to him: "Who cares about your preaching?"

There is a large formation to seal the mountain here, to shield the secrets of heaven, so there is no need to worry about being heard by Daozu Hongjun.

"Your current realm is still far from Hongjun." Chen Xuan laughed after hearing this, "Here, the painting is finished, how do you see it?"

Liu Er put away the supernatural power of the magic ape coming, and excitedly took the portrait.

A few rough lines simply outline the outline of the six-eared macaque.

The back is casually painted with light gray, which means chaos.

There are a few small characters written next to it: Magic Ape Six Ears.

Well, looking at this painting, it takes a little imagination.

The six-eared macaque obviously has a rich imagination, and said like a treasure: "Thank you teacher for giving the painting, wow! This is the magic ape fighting the sky and the earth in my heart!"

Chen Xuan was slightly ashamed and a little guilty.

I still have a relatively clear understanding of my own painting.

My current drawing skills have far surpassed the level of kindergarten.

Well, it's elementary school level.

He coughed twice, and said with a guilty conscience: "Ahem... I used the method of freehand line drawing in this painting, and it contains the avenue of warfare. You will benefit a lot if you savor it carefully."

The six-eared macaque hugged the portrait and looked at it carefully, sighing a lot.

"It's so artistic! I seem to see the figure of the father god, the demon ape."

"It's so shocking! Is this the power and influence I will have when I preach in the future?"

"It's so lifelike! This seems to be another me!"

"Is this the artistic conception of fighting against heaven and earth?"

The "Magic Ape with Six Ears" painted by Chen Xuan has a subtle influence on the six-eared macaque.

......

Chaos Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun, who planned the layout of Honghuang, was thinking about how to deal with the two known variables.

"Hong Yun is well versed in the laws of space. He is undoubtedly the direct descendant of Yang Mei's old Taoism. We should find a chance to destroy him. Who should take action?"

"Nu Wa has great luck, if she is willing to change her mind, she can consider it..."

what......

Hongjun sighed lightly, "Did I forget something?"

Besides Hongyun and Nuwa, the two confirmed variables, who else?

Suddenly, the fierce figure of the six-eared macaque appeared in Hongjun's mind, and he was about to poke at himself with an iron soldier.

As if he was about to be blasted.

motherfucker!

I am the only saint in the prehistoric world now, why am I always frightened!

Chapter 46 Your Majesty, the old minister has a clever plan

Buzhou Mountain.

Nuwa is bandaging Fuxi's wound.

"Brother, you must never associate with Emperor Juntai in the future, or you will be hurt so badly again."

Nuwa said softly.

A scene of brotherly love and filial piety.

But ghosts know what kind of inhuman abuse Fuxi endured just now.

The corner of Fuxi's mouth couldn't help twitching: "Got it, little sister, I will never associate with Emperor Juntai in the future."

The injuries all over my body were not caused by you!

Five ribs were broken.

Comminuted fracture of right foot.

There were countless other injuries.

Now I can't move my whole body.

"Brother is indeed a sensible person. In the future, you should not meddle in whatever happens to the Yaozu, understand?" Nuwa said solemnly.

Seeing Nuwa's solemnity, Fuxi faintly felt something was wrong.

The fact that he was beaten was definitely not just because of his relationship with Dijun Taiyi.

Fuxi guessed that the reason must be that he joined the Yaozu and became Emperor Xihuang of the Yaozu, which made his younger sister Nuwa angry.

It's just that Fuxi couldn't figure it out. The Yaozu is in a good development situation, so it should be a good thing for him to become the Emperor Xihuang of the Yaozu.

Little sister, did she know something?

Therefore, Fuxi couldn't help asking: "Little sister, is the karma between me and the Yaozu good or bad?"

Nu Wa pondered for a moment, then hit several restrictions in succession, shielding all the causes and effects of Qi in the dojo.

Slowly spit out a word: "Death!"

Fuxi was shocked and trembled all over, and he didn't feel the pain caused by the tearing wounds all over his body.

Not because of "death", but because of what kind of catastrophe the Yaozu will encounter, even with themselves, they can only end up dead.

No wonder the little sister is so angry.

After being beaten up by Nuwa, Fuxi felt his heart warm.

After all, the harder Nuwa beat herself, the deeper the relationship between siblings.

Fuxi has confirmed that Nuwa knows the future trend of the Yaozu.

Then, how did Nuwa know these general trends, and the answer is ready to come out.

"But your teacher, Taoist Taixuan said it?" Fuxi asked tremblingly.

Nuwa nodded: "Teacher can't be wrong if he tells the truth."

After finishing speaking, traces of longing flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, he is a Taoist of Taixuan!

Fu Xi is well versed in the method of deduction, and knows that the general situation of prehistoric times is changing and cannot be fully deduced.

But the little girl is so solemn now, and her words are so convincing, Fuxi has a feeling that she cannot be questioned.

Taoist Taixuan, who the hell is he?

Dialyzing the general trend of the prehistoric, what kind of amazing existence is that.

Was he born omniscient?

"Brother, don't think too much, I have a solution under the guidance of the teacher. You can rest at ease. By the way, you are not allowed to reveal half of the conversation here, otherwise..." The gentle lady and the black belly Nuwa, who was the same body as Yujie, blew the powder fist again.

Fuxi quickly shrank his neck.

I thought to myself, in this world, only Taixuan Taoist can be his brother-in-law.

Otherwise, who else can control this terrifying black-bellied Yujie peerless female devil?

......

Thousands of years passed quietly.

Emperor Juntai and the two kings of the monster clan have already escaped from Nuwa's nightmare.

At this time, it is the grand celebration for the establishment of the Yaozu Heavenly Court.

The vast heavenly palace "Lingxiao Pavilion", inlaid with beads and jade, is resplendent and shining with golden light.

The maids are dressed in clothes that float like colorful clouds, singing and dancing, playing music and reeds.

All the great powers of the monster clan gathered on the sun star.

Kunpeng, Jiuying, Lu Wu, Kui Niu, Bi Fang, Teng Snake, Mountain Spider, Golden Toad, White Tiger...

There are also countless heavenly soldiers and generals in gold armor and silver helmets, all of whom are in the realm of golden immortals.

Prince Dong, oh no, Emperor Donghua acts as the mascot of the Heavenly Court.

The majestic former lord of the fairy court has become the mascot of the demon clan's heavenly court, recording the guests who come and go one by one.

Duke Dong sighed, such a grand scene was far worse than when the Immortal Court was established that day.

Or the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi are the most appealing.

More than half of the prehistoric powers have come.

Huh...East Prince was slightly puzzled: "How come none of the fellow disciples of Queen Mother West are missing?"

He was thinking of meeting one or two enemies who had beaten him violently. With the power of the monster clan, he must humiliate him.

But now, among the more than 2000 experts at that time, none of them came.

Here, Dijun and Taiyi have already made preparations and began to pray to heaven and saints.

"Today is the way, and the sages learned from it. I am the demon emperor Jun, and my brother Donghuang Taiyi, together with the prehistoric demon clan, will build the demon clan's heaven. From now on, we should take the prehistoric people's lives into consideration and benefit the prehistoric."

"Monster Race Heavenly Court, stand up!"

Golden thunders flashed across the sky, and purple energy surged down.

The countless vast fortunes of the monster races are condensed in the heavenly court, and all the monster races benefit from it.

As soon as the Eastern Emperor Tai saw the situation, he decisively sacrificed the Chaos Bell to suppress the luck of the monster clan.

"Mist Grass!!! Such vast luck!"

"I really regret not joining the Yaozu Heavenly Court!"

"Is it too late for me to join now?"

Those who did not join the Yaozu regretted it unceasingly, Bai Shengsheng missed a great opportunity.

The current monster race is a race that has been favored by heaven.

The grand ceremony for the establishment of the Yaozu Heavenly Court lasted for seven days.

During this time......

The demon emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, relying on the heaven-defying luck of the demon clan, were ahead of Lao Tzu and Yuan of the Sanqing, took the lead in beheading the second corpse, and were promoted to the mid-stage quasi-sage!

Hibiscus Kinoshita of the sun star.

Dijun and Taiyi walked side by side with the two demon emperors, and the demon masters Kunpeng and Dong Wanggong followed closely behind, keeping a distance of half a body.

"Monster, I and the Eastern Emperor have been thinking for a long time. The demon clan will be favored by the heavens, and they will be prosperous in the future. However, it is easy to conquer the country and difficult to defend the country. The monster clan is huge. I am afraid that I will have more than enough heart and not enough power. Can the demon master have a good plan?" Jun asked Kunpeng.

A good strategy for defending the country?

Kunpeng pondered for a moment, then replied: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, as far as I know, there are only two Majesties in the three-legged Dari Golden Crow clan. Has Your Majesty ever thought about how to prosper the Golden Crow clan to control all clans?"

"Prosper the Golden Crow family to control the thousands of families?" Di Jun repeated, and then a light of surprise flashed in his eyes, "The demon master really deserves to be a wise man in the heaven!"

That's right, thinking back then that the three Xiantian clans were tyrannical, not only because of the patriarch's suppression for the first time, but also because of the strong strength of the Xiantian three clans, there were countless strong people.

It seems that my Golden Crow Clan should also expand its scale.

After Dong Wanggong heard this, a hint of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he said pleasantly: "Your Majesty, the old minister has a clever plan!"

Chapter 47 I am also a bird who wants to marry a wife