The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

There are seven seats in the main hall of Zixiao Palace. Everyone else is wearing robes. Only Nuwa is wearing a white dress that is not stained with dust.She sat down and gathered up her dress, revealing a pair of small shoes embroidered with delicate clouds under the hem.

In terms of the elegance of posture, the male cultivator is like a rough guy compared to the female cultivator.

Nuwa pays great attention to her appearance and never does those careless things, which makes her have many suitors even though she didn't go out many times in Honghuang.Compared with the well-known ancestral witches and queens, most monks admire fairies like Nuwa.

Nuwa is very confident in herself, but unfortunately, where she is, no one cares about performance, and they are relatively indifferent to her.

She sighed secretly: No wonder they are all single.

Nuwa looked at Fuxi, but found that Fuxi's eyes were shining and looking behind.

Behind?

She looked over there in surprise, and everything in Zixiao Palace was overshadowed in an instant, and a word "Tao" written in ink and wash came into her sight.

Under this "Tao", everything is incomparable.

Nuwa heard her heart beating like a drum, her eardrums buzzing, and her eyes were unconsciously full of obsession with pursuing Tao.At this moment, even if she is asked to destroy her face and take off her clothes, it is not enough to make her look away from the word "Tao".

This is the ultimate mystery in the world!

It is the mysterious realm above the Daluo Jinxian!

I don't know how long I watched, but Nuwa has already forgotten the time and why she came to Zixiao Palace, when a voice like morning bells and evening drums suddenly sounded in her ears: "Duh!"

The Taoist world was shattered, and Nuwa suddenly woke up on the futon.

Looking at Fuxi again, Fuxi's expression was also particularly ugly, his face was pale, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he didn't know what he saw.Realizing that he was in a bad state, Fuxi forced a smile, held Nuwa's hand, and said to Yang Mei who woke them up, "Thank you."

Yang Mei said with a smile: "I just made a good relationship."

Those who sat on the futon could prove the Tao, they could be rivals, or they could be the existence of the same class in the future. What's more, he didn't care about them, and there was a Liansheng next to him, who would definitely wake up Fuxi and Nuwa.

However, other people do not have this kind of treatment.

If you can't become a saint, you will end up as an ant.

Yang Mei glanced indifferently at the few monks standing in the main hall that there was no futon to sit on. Among them, he knew the demon handsome Kunpeng, the ancestor Styx who had been bullied by Luo Hu, and Garuda Luo and Kong Xuan who often came to challenge him. Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun.

Before I knew it, including the seven people sitting on the futon, there were eleven people in total.Yang Mei muttered and thought: "Those two little guys, why haven't they come yet?"

On the first futon, Lian Sheng saw more and more people, and felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.There were only seven seats in total, and Uncle Yang Mei took one. He wasn't surprised, after all, Uncle Yang Mei had a good relationship with his father, and he was also a Chaos Demon God. Sanctification was just a way for the "Great Purple Qi" to return to its original owner.

He is not surprised that Sanqing occupies three positions, because Sanqing bears Pangu's merit and good luck, no one can become a saint in this prehistoric age, and it is impossible for Sanqing to fail to become a saint.

Nuwa is an outsider, Fuxi is a member of the Yao clan, and the two got their positions by luck.

Only he—

It's not Pangu, he doesn't enjoy merit and virtue, and occupies a prehistoric holy place.

Liansheng felt ashamed in his heart, even though he was the true spirit of Pangu, the blessings after Pangu's death could make Sanqing holy, which was already a limit. He had never done anything, how could He De use the true spirit of Pangu The status of a holy person.

In Lao Tzu's eyes, Lian Sheng seemed to be hesitant to speak, and he couldn't help saying softly: "Fellow Daoist Lian Sheng, those people just got into trouble for a while."

Liansheng came back to his senses, "I'll wake them up later."

After reading the "Tao" written by Hongjun, although there are risks, the benefits are not small.It's just that being fascinated is like being stupid, it's almost drooling, it's a bit embarrassing.

Just when he thought that the following monks would be confused by the words on the wall one by one like dumplings, a voice broke the silence of Zixiao Palace.

"Nuwa, what are they doing? Isn't this the place to listen to sermons?"

The visitor knew Nuwa, with a gentle and soft face, and he couldn't see the murderous look of the ancestor witch at all.Nuwa stood up from the futon in surprise, and walked over to greet her friend, "Houtu, I never thought you would come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon."

When Houtu and Nuwa stood together, the difference was highlighted.

Zuwu's height, physique, and skin color are very different from normal prehistoric female cultivators.When Houtu saw the extremely beautiful Nuwa today, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes. There is no woman who would not wish to have a delicate face.

Alas, none of the Wu Clan can grow up to be like this...

Wait... except Changqin.

Houtu regained his broken confidence and asked Nuwa what was going on here.

Nuwa pointed at the writing on the wall hesitantly, Meimou consciously avoided that side, "Houtu, that 'word' was written by a powerful person, it contains the principles of heaven, and it can make people fall into samadhi without any precautions." The state is somewhat dangerous."

Houtu didn't have any precautions in this regard, so he looked directly.

After three seconds.

She blinked her sore eyes, "Can this kind of word fascinate people?"

Nuwa let out an "ah" in a daze.

Houtu said strangely: "I don't feel anything."

Not only Nuwa, but also the indifferent people on the futon looked over in surprise.They all knew that the Wu Clan had no talent for enlightenment, but they didn't expect that they wouldn't be enlightened at all!

The way of heaven is indeed fair!

Thinking about it this way, everyone on the futon looked at Hou Tu with pity.

Hou Tu got their eyes and was at a loss.

Nuwa rounded up the situation, "Houtu, you might as well find a place to rest, there are no more futons, and more people will come later."

Houtu nodded, "Okay, I'll sit next to you."

She was not as violent as the ancestor witch was rumored to be in the prehistoric world, and she was so gentle that everyone looked at her with admiration.Even Sanqing, who was prejudiced against her identity, looked away at this moment, not adding any unnecessary troubles to Houtu.

The seemingly calm Lao Tzu actually began to observe his third brother's expression. He didn't want his third brother to have any unnecessary associations when he saw Zu Wu.

Yuan Shi was the same as Lao Tzu, watching Tong Tian next to him out of the corner of his eyes.

Tongtian: "..."

If you want to see me, just look at it openly!

Tong Tian, ​​who became angry from embarrassment, turned his head and went to talk to Yang Mei on the other side.Yang Mei had already seen their problem, and happily started talking to Tong Tian.

"They care about you."

"I do not need."

"Well, let me tell you secretly that I know more than them. If you want to know something, you can come to me in private."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Mei was met with two sharp knives from Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi.

Tong Tian pondered, "If there is a need, I will find you."

Yang Mei smiled more kindly.

Just like what Luo Hu said, Sanqingli is the best way to go!

With the halo of "Little White Sheep" on his head, Tong Tian was very uncomfortable being looked at by Yang Mei, so he stopped talking, and he looked around, looking for other interesting things.Looking at it, he found that the layout of Zixiao Palace was very suitable for his taste.

"Brother, let's make the Kunlun Palace like this."

"..."

Laozi opened his half-drooped eyelids, silently staring at Tongtian who was talking, and Tongtian looked at each other blankly, until Yuanshi explained to him: "Tongtian, look at the stone pillar over there, it is transformed by the innate stone essence, containing a trace of heaven and earth. The first breath."

Immediately afterwards, Yuanshi's hand pointed elsewhere, introducing the other names and preciousness of those things to Tongtian one by one.

simply put--

They Sanqing can also arrange such a palace, but they need to go bankrupt.

Yuan Shi's voice was neither high nor low, making everyone in Zixiao Palace prick up their ears.When he finished speaking, everyone felt slapped by science, and Tong Tian's expression was broken, "Are we so poor?"

Yang Mei sighed faintly beside him: "It's not that you are poor, it's that Hongjun is too rich."

This sentence was recognized by Yuan Shi.

That's right, this senior's collection is really rich!

Although Sanqing used to call Hongjun Grandpa under pressure, but with the growth of their cultivation, they gradually have the memory of inheritance.In his memory, Pan Gu recognized only Luo Hu, and definitely not Hong Jun, so they silently changed their names to seniors.

In this regard, Sanqing would not be stupid to tell Hongjun in front of him, anyway, before Hongjun told them to change their words, they did not plan to pretend to be relatives.

When Grandpa Luo Hu and Hong Jun become Taoist couple again, it will not be too late for them to call Grandpa again.

Sanqing's small abacus was thumping, but it was a pity that they hadn't seen Hongjun once since they came to listen to the sermon. The monks in the entire Zixiao Palace hall gradually woke up from the influence of "Tao" and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Where did that great man go?"

"The Yaohuang and Donghuang of the Yaozu didn't come, so they sent Fuxi."

"The witch clan has come to Houtu."

"It is said that the strength is extremely strong, and Lord Luo Hu, who is related to this great power, why didn't he see the figure?"

When they were discussing, Hong Yun guessed to Zhen Yuanzi: "It should be... waiting for us to arrive?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly, looked around, there were more than ten people in total.

Too little!

Suddenly, the figures of two teenagers ran towards the end of the road in Zixiao Palace.The indifferent people on the futon reacted slightly, Liansheng and Yang Mei were pleasantly surprised, while Sanqing showed a clear look after seeing an acquaintance, and Tongtian who had a good time with them laughed.

"It's really late, Garuda, Kong Xuan."

As soon as Jialuluo and Kong Xuan stepped into Zixiao Palace, they heard the voice of Tongtian.

"I didn't—" Kong Xuan wanted to refute at first, but when he saw that the futon was full of people, and there were also extremely famous monks standing around him, his energy and spirit sank.

I'm late.

Garuda patted him on the shoulder, "Go, go over there."

Kong Xuan looked up at the place he was pointing at, it was Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun!In an instant, his Danfeng eyes, which he inherited from Panfeng, glowed fiercely, and he gritted his teeth slightly, remembering the shame of being bombarded and killed by the two of them some time ago!

Seeing this, Hong Yun coughed dryly and said, "This is the place to listen to the sermon."

If you want to fight, go back and talk about it!

The author has something to say: #818狗一好喜剧开始的紫宫宫#

Hongjun: There are so few people...

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