Start as Gaussian, simple and crude

Just when Tongtian was stunned, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy came out of a room, "Someone is coming, please keep your voice down. The master is resting. He doesn't like to be disturbed while resting." Tongtian looked at Looking at the young man in front of him, "I'm sorry, but I'm taking the liberty to ask, are you the only ones here?" Tongtian asked in a low voice, "Yes, the master and I have been living here and have never gone out." The young man responded, "Jie Dun, is someone coming?" The young man heard the voice and turned around and came to my side, "Master, someone is coming, they are outside." I stood up and looked outside, "Since you are here, come in and sit down. Come on, Jayden, come over to that chair." The young Jayden nodded, took out a stone block and placed it in front of the table, "Come in, I'll get tea," I walked into the house, and after a while He walked out with a tray of tea sets, "Jayden, go play, don't run too far," "Yes, master."

This young man himself is Hypa Jetton. Unfortunately, although Hypa Jetton is very strong, he was created by the Baxter people using the vitality of countless creatures. Therefore, even though he looks harmless to humans and animals now, he But for a standard demon, it is estimated that the demon ancestor Rahu in this world cannot match his demonic nature. He will only act like this when he is by his side. If he is released, many worlds will be destroyed by him. His strength Needless to say, they are at the proper Tao Master level and are among the strongest beings in all the worlds. "You must be tired from climbing. Let's drink some water." I poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Tongtian. Tongtian looked at the teacup in front of him, and an elegant fragrance entered the tip of his nose. "Tao?" He seemed to see something in front of his eyes. Like the evolution of Tao, Tongtian shook his head, picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp. The world was spinning in front of his eyes. At this time, Tongtian found that countless pictures appeared in front of his eyes, "Is this?" The figure in the picture seemed to have something to do with him. It has a great relationship. In the end, he saw the scene where he killed Honghuang with one sword.

"Ah," Tongtian came back to his senses, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He saw something. He seemed to be fighting against the eldest brother and the second brother, as well as the two heads from the west. In the end, he turned out to be, what happened to him? "Does this Wuchen tea taste bad?" A voice sounded from the other side, "No, this tea is very good, very good," Tongtian said, "Wuchen tea? What is this? Why have I never heard of it? "Tongtian himself has never heard that Wuchen tea and Wudao tea are the same level of chaotic spiritual roots. They will sprout every 30,000 years, mature in 30,000 years, and can be picked only in 30,000 years. There are only nine pieces at a time, and Wudao tea can be harvested every 30,000 years. It allows the drinker to understand the laws of the Tao, which can improve his or her cultivation, while Wuchen Tea is about observing a person's life, finding oneself, taking refuge from evil, and changing the world.

Tongtian kept thinking about the scene just now, starting from the beginning and recalling one by one, the creation of Jiejiao to achieve the status of saint, the separation of the Sanqing family, the calamity of the lich, the reincarnation of Houtu, Gonggong's rage against Mount Buzhou, and the measure of the gods. In the end, he fought against four saints alone, smashed Honghuang to pieces in a rage, and was imprisoned in Zixiao Palace by Hongjun. Tongtian gasped again, and the warmth in his belly slowly dissipated, turning into extremely pure mana and being absorbed by the body. At this time, his cultivation began to loosen, and the good corpse he cut out was a little unstable. "Hey, he actually used such a method that harmed himself to break through. Tsk, tsk, Hongjun is so calculating." I picked up the tea cup and took a sip, looking at Tongtian with a smile, "Senior, senior has great magical powers, please save me," Tongtian He immediately stood up and bowed to me. Although he saw the future, he could not change it because Hongjun was still up there and he could not touch the way of heaven at all. "You are already here, so there is no need to be restrained. Get up." Tongtian returned to his seat. "The saint of heaven sounds nice, but he is just a puppet. Hongjun is afraid that there will be an existence that surpasses him in the ancient world. He has to do this. Tongtian, You are transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, may you sense any connection between us?"