The prehistoric dress becomes the purple air of Hongmeng

The main hall of the Sun Palace, where Xi He and Di Jun used to rest, was left in a mess by the transformation of the two Di Jun brothers.

Seeing this appalling scene, Hong Meng was extremely glad that he was in the prehistoric world.

At least with the supernatural powers of cultivation, it is a matter of minutes for them to restore the main hall of the Sun Palace.If this is placed in modern times, it will be the legendary god-level construction team, but if their power really goes to modern times, this group of people may not be willing to do this kind of occupation.

The rebuilt hall is far more splendid than before, but unfortunately, only a few of them can be seen at present, and there will not be many more in the future. A place like the sun star is very suitable for creatures that are naturally close to the fire element and born in the fire. It is an excellent training place, but it has a natural suppression for other categories.

Whether it was Hongmeng, Emperor Jun Taiyi who had just transformed into form, or even Yuanfeng, they all looked a little haggard in this series of accidents.

After repairing the main hall, these people greeted each other, and then each entered their own clean room to recover.Even Yuanfeng and Osmanthus borrowed two clean rooms to restore mana.

This practice has passed half a year in the blink of an eye.

Hong Meng, who finally came out of the customs that day, after confirming that Xi He was still practicing, quietly dug out the fruit wine hidden by Xi He.

With these bottles of wine, he walked through the burning tree of never-ending flames, through the land of the sun star where the night never appeared, and found the person he wanted to find in a corner of the Sun Palace.

Yuanfeng was sitting on an attic in the atrium of the Sun Palace at this time, and beside him was Osmanthus with a cowardly look.

It's just that Mu Xi's expression at this time is different from his usual expression, he looks calm and focused.

Every move carries an indescribable sense of beauty and harmony.The green robe worn behind him fluttered and fluttered with his movements, and his incomparably plain face turned out to be so magically charming at this moment.

It's a pity that his concentration is concentrated in front of him,

A handful of unknown aura-filled food rolled, danced, and gathered in his hands, and finally turned into plates of fragrant delicacies in front of Yuanfeng.

This is what Hongmeng saw when he stepped into the attic.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanfeng, Daoist Osmanthus is very friendly. I wonder if I can be added?" Hongmeng shook the crystal bottle in his hand.

Yuanfeng has a combative personality, but he loves food and wine. When he saw Hongmeng coming with fruit wine, he was surprised and delighted. He pointed to a stone bench beside him and happily asked Hongmeng to sit down.

As soon as Hong Meng sat down, the fruit wine in his hand had already run into Yuan Feng's hands.

Yuanfeng couldn't wait to open it, and a strong fruity fragrance emerged from the bottle mouth, filling the entire atrium.Full of interest, he drank three cups by himself from the cup on the table, then stopped with an expression of enjoyment, narrowed his eyes and murmured.

“Really good wine...”

After recovering for a while, Yuan Feng asked with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Sangmu, today you smell the aroma and feel that there is food but no wine, so you came here to find me?"

Hong Meng scanned the seats full of delicacies before speaking slowly.

"I'm afraid that if there is food but no wine, someone will feel a lot lonely even looking at the scenery."

After speaking, he winked mischievously at Yuanfeng.

Yuan Feng understood, and when he saw Hong Meng's empty wine glass, he looked apologetic and wanted to refill it for Hong Meng.

Mu Xi had already prepared Hongmeng's tableware when he saw Hongmeng sitting down. He took the jug from Yuanfeng's hand and poured Hongmeng a glass.

It has a strong aroma and a yellowish color of the wine, and there are still ripples in the cup, Hong Meng has already seen all the greedy worms, and he also imitated Yuan Feng's way and drank a cup before appeasing him. The glutton in the stomach.

In fact, Hong Meng doesn't like alcohol by nature. Liquor is spicy and beer tastes bitter. If it is not necessary, he will never drink alcohol.

But today, when he saw the fruit wine that Xi He hid, he felt the aroma was disturbing, and after drinking it, he felt warm and fragrant.There is only one feeling in my head, that is, what I drank in those modern years was not called wine, it was purely blended with industrial alcohol.

Seeing Hongmeng's behavior, Yuanfeng didn't show any disgust, but rather understood.

Seeing Yuanfeng like this, Hongmeng didn't say anything.Looking at each other and smiling, it overshadowed the behavior of the two of them just now.

Mu Xi stood aside and filled the two's wine glasses.With his face lowered, he was as silent as a moving wooden statue.

The one who served the last dish has changed from a god in a field to a cowardly person who only knows how to follow Yuanfeng and doesn't like to talk too much.

Hong Meng drank a cup and looked at the wood rhinoceros, wondering if it was an illusion, sometimes he always felt that the wood rhinoceros had an aura.This breath is very familiar to him, but he can't remember when he felt this breath and feeling.

Yuanfeng misunderstood Hongmeng's behavior, he put down his wine glass, and said to Muxi calmly.

"Today, I don't need you to serve me."

Osmanthus raised her eyes with horror.He put down the wine jug, bent over with an incomparably humble posture.

"Your Majesty, is there something wrong with the wood rhinoceros? Or something is not to your taste today."

Where is the question of whether it suits the taste, Yuanfeng just thinks that Hongmeng may not like to be served by his side.

"It's just for you to practice, there are so many problems." Yuanfeng waved Mu Xi down.

Hong Meng noticed that Yuan Feng seemed to have misunderstood something.But he chose to shut up silently, who had no intention of interfering with Yuanfeng's life.

Not long after the wood rhinoceros descended, a figure appeared in the atrium. This person had short blond hair, bright golden eyes, and silky skin that pissed off countless girls.

He hid behind a huge pillar in the atrium and found no one coming out.After he came out, he also looked quite strange, for fear that someone would see him.

This person is none other than Tai One.

Hongmeng was quite interested in Taiyi's behavior, but Yuanfeng showed no curiosity at all.Hong Meng looked sideways at the person beside him in great doubt.

Yuanfeng smiled with her lips curled up, and raised her chin, signaling Hongmeng to continue reading.

Tai Yi walked quickly through the courtyard, there was a Qing room not far from the courtyard, it was Di Jun's cultivation place.

After looking around, Tai Yi sat opposite Di Jun's Qing room, and wisps of original power entered Di Jun's Qing room along the door.

Seeing this, Hongmeng's expression froze, and he wanted to stop Taiyi's actions, but was suppressed by Yuanfeng, with a glass of wine in his hand.

At the beginning, it was a helpless move for the few of them to pass on the power of the original source to each other. They did not have time to think about more ways to do so in a hurry.Otherwise, who can pour out the original power that he has worked so hard to cultivate every day as if it is worthless?

You must know that once the source of power is lacking, it will cause instability in the realm of practice. It is okay to say that the realm is regressed, but I am afraid that the source of power will be lost too much. Once too much is lost, the foundation will be damaged.

The foundation is destroyed, and the talent that can cultivate to the Da Luo Jinxian can become a waste wood that can only touch the threshold of the Jinxian and can't make any progress.

In the prehistoric times, these monks only pay attention to blood relationship and talent.Those born with noble bloodlines generally have good talents.The first thing in the world often has more blessings than the second.And the so-called talent is actually how to accommodate the foundation of the original power.

It's not the first day for Taiyi to practice, so how could he not know about such practice?

Part of the reason for Hongmeng's anger may not be because Taiyi knew the law and broke the law.

Seeing Hong Meng sitting on the chair, Yuan Feng's expression remained unchanged.I know in my heart that if I don't explain clearly today, I am afraid that I will be hated by Hongmeng.He also wanted to fight against Hongmeng day by day in the future. Even though he could achieve his wish, it was not beautiful after all.

"Fellow Daoist Sangmu, do you think this is the first day for Tai Yi to come here?" Even a dull person in Hongmeng would know that this sentence means that it is not the first time for Tai Yi to do this at all!

This kind of thing happens once or twice is fine, if it happens every day, even Pangu, who is the best, will end up with the fate of death.

How could the Golden Crow, who had just cultivated and formed, but only in the realm of the Golden Immortal, be unscathed.

Having been together for so many years, Hongmeng also knows Taiyi's character.

Although the awkward Taiyi didn't say anything, the fact that Di Jun abandoned himself to become Taiyi still made him irritated.Judging from this situation, Tai Yi should secretly transfer the original power of his cultivation to Di Jun every day.

But did he really think that no one would know if he did this?Di Jun who cleans the room probably knows better than anyone else, but can Di Jun really stop his younger brother?

In other words, is Tai Yi so stupid to think that Di Jun would not know about such blatant behavior?

Tai Yi's awkward personality is accompanied by obsession. This kind of obsession is not just a word on paper, but something that has been engraved in Tai Yi's personality since he was born.

How can these people who have been with him for so long not understand that Tai Yi is telling everyone by doing this.That's what I did, and all of your opinions don't matter to me!

This kind of personality, this kind of temperament, sometimes really makes Hongmeng's teeth itch with hatred, but he can't help feeling sorry for this brat.

For the first time, Hongmeng was thinking, maybe it was better for Dijun to achieve the perfect transformation by himself.

He thought, the emperor in the Qing room, seeing what he is like today, wonders if he can regret what he did that day.

It's just that he didn't understand that Yuanfeng left him here.And let him see the reason for this matter, what is it for.

Hong Meng looked at Yuan Feng trying to find some clues, and suddenly felt a light in his eyes.

In terms of any other species in this world whose relationship is comparable to that of Fusang and Golden Crow, only Wutong and Phoenix are the only ones.Maybe this Yuanfeng has some recovery method in his hands?

Hongmeng thought about this point, and stopped paying attention to Taiyi's behavior, but focused all his attention on Yuanfeng.

"Fellow Daoist... can there be a way to remedy the original source?"

Yuanfeng put down his wine glass, shook his head and said. "These two Golden Crows are not only lacking in origin, but incomplete transformation. If I'm not mistaken...they were congenitally deficient when they were born."

Yuanfeng continued as if pointing.

"These days I've been thinking about why it's difficult for the Golden Crow to take shape, and I also refer to our family's shape change. Although the species are different, there are some things in common. Although the phoenix and the parasol are born in the same place, the origin is also the same, but I own the original nine. Success, Indus accounts for one. I have never experienced a situation in which you can only transform into a form by passing the original power indiscriminately in my practice. Thinking about your form, you can know it in reverse.”

"As for the way to make up for it, it's nothing more than taking what you have and making up what you don't. It just depends on whether you are willing to give up your cultivation."

"No!"

Tai Yi didn't know when he left, and Di Jun, who was practicing in the Qing room, found someone here.Came along the road but didn't want to hear such conversations.

"Sangmu, I say no." Di Jun grabbed Hongmeng's robe, his voice was extremely low but extremely clear to Hongmeng's ears.

Hongmeng patted the back of Dijun's hand comfortingly, with a half-smile on his face.

"I was almost abducted by you... Fellow Daoist Yuanfeng..."

"If you only have this solution, I'm afraid you won't talk to me for so long?"

The corners of Yuanfeng's raised lips drooped suddenly. He had been laying the groundwork for so long, but he was still dodged.But to him, it doesn't make any difference whether he discovers it or not. His purpose has never been to let the primordial essence disappear.

"Another way is for you to go back to the Feng Clan with me. There is a person in my Feng Clan who has been in the wild for many years. He knows the appearance and effects of most plants in the wild and is good at healing. He has been damaged by the original power. His patched example."

"Tomorrow is the day for me and the Osmanthus Hui, you can still walk with me."

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Hongmeng said.

"Of course, when the affairs of my Hui clan are settled, you must go all out to fight me." Yuan Feng glanced at Di Jun beside Hong Meng, and continued.

"Injured, I'll ask the family doctor to treat you."

Staring at Yuanfeng, Hongmeng finally remembered what Xihe had told him about Yuanfeng's life.The number one master of Hongmeng who is addicted to war and has no means to fight different people.In fact, he is the number one fighting maniac in the prehistoric world, and when the fighting spirit comes, he will desperately vent his fighting desire...