The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

"What's the problem with me?" Hong Yun asked when he heard people talking about him.

"You!" Zhen Yuanzi said unhappily, "It's because you were so merciful and gave up your seat."

"No way? Zhunti will thank me."

"Pa!"

Zhen Yuanzi put his hand on his forehead, feeling very tired.

Even Yue Zhuoqun was speechless.

I really don't know whether to say Hong Yun is a goody-goody or a pure heart.

If it weren't for the red cloud that transformed into a human form when the world was created, he would have died in this dangerous prehistoric world.

Zhen Yuanzi was too lazy to explain too much to him, and asked Yue Zhuoqun for advice:

"Wendao, I see that Kunpeng is narrow-minded and vindictive. Hongyun is afraid of a big crisis. Do you have any way to resolve it?"

Yue Zhuoqun sighed: "That seat is related to the opportunity to become a saint. All causes and effects are driven by the way of heaven, and human power cannot do anything. Hongyun, you are destined to have this disaster."

"Ah, the sainthood?"

Zhen Yuanzi was also shocked.

He thought it was just a fight for the identity of a direct disciple, and didn't think much about the sainthood at all.

"Wendao, you mean that if I give up my seat, it means I give up the opportunity to become a saint?" Hongyun finally understood, and felt a blockage in his heart, and finally regretted it.

Yue Zhuoqun glanced at him: His life is almost gone, and he still dreams of the sainthood? He really can't tell the priorities.

He was too lazy to say more: "Who will be the saint will be determined in the future. But you have some connection with me. If you are in danger in the future, I will protect you from a glimmer of hope."

Of course, the glimmer of hope Yue Zhuoqun mentioned was limited to ensuring that Hongyun could be reincarnated.

After all, Hongyun's Huoyun Palace would become the dojo of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi obtained would also fall into the hands of Houtu, becoming the basis for Houtu to become a saint after opening up the six reincarnations.

In addition, there was Zhen Yuanzi's face.

It was impossible to stand idly by in terms of emotion and reason.

Zhen Yuanzi let out a long sigh, quickly pulled Hongyun up, and bowed to him to express his gratitude.

"No need to be so polite."

Yue Zhuoqun waved his hand to stop the two: "We have tasted the spiritual fruit and drank the tea, we should leave."

"Wait a minute, senior brother!"

Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly called Qingfeng and Mingyue: "Tong'er, go get nine more fruits and bring them to your three uncles."

For Hongyun, he really spent a lot of money.

Yue Zhuoqun did not refuse.

His two fruit trees, Xianxing, have a short maturity period and produce many fruits, so he has already distributed them to his disciples.

Huangzhongli has too long a period and only nine fruits each time.

Although it has matured several times over the years, it has never been tasted by the disciples.

It's not that he is reluctant to give it up, but one Huangzhongli can produce a golden immortal fruit, and he doesn't want his disciples to get it for nothing.

Cultivation is more solid if you practice it little by little.

Ginseng fruit is inferior to yellow seeds, but it is suitable.

This time when I came to Wuzhuang Temple as a guest, I had the idea of ​​bringing some back for my disciples, but I was embarrassed to ask.

Zhen Yuanzi offered it on his own initiative, saving him from having to shamelessly ask for it.

Soon, Qingfeng and Mingyue returned with the ginseng fruit.

"In that case, it would be disrespectful to refuse it."

"Senior brother, you are so polite!"

Yue Zhuoqun nodded with a smile on his face, and the three of them left Wuzhuang Temple and flew away.

"Brother, I will leave one for Xuannv. You have many disciples, so you can take the remaining two!"

On the way, Nuwa took out two of the ginseng fruits she had distributed and handed them to Yue Zhuoqun.

"I don't have any disciples to share, so I'll give you all three." Fuxi also spoke.

After reaching the level of Daluo Jinxian, the ginseng fruit is just a taste, not much use, and the two of them don't miss it.

"Haha, sister and brother are thoughtful. You have taught my disciples a lot, and you can be regarded as half a teacher. You can share them among them."

Yue Zhuoqun smiled, and there was no need to take all the favors on himself.

"Okay." The two also smiled and no longer insisted.

"Hmm? There is a strong aura of innate divine thunder below." Fuxi suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked down at the clouds.

Hundreds of miles below, the purple air was thick and there were flashes of lightning.

This is a Lei Ze area.

"A top-grade innate spiritual treasure of the Thunder Dao has been born!" Nuwa was also surprised.

Yue Zhuoqun calculated for a moment, frowned, and looked at Jiutian: "I didn't expect that I would end up with such a cause and effect."

"What do you mean, brother?"

"Nothing else, I met a creature who has a master-disciple relationship with me."

Nuwa's eyes lit up: "Then let's go down quickly!"

Hearing that the master-disciple relationship in Yue Zhuoqun's words was unusual, not a nominal disciple like Bai Man, but a direct disciple, she was very curious.

The three fell to the central area of ​​Lei Ze, and saw a big drum rising and falling in the purple air, and thunder was everywhere.

"Ah..."

There was a painful roar fromThe sound coming from the thunder drum can be seen faintly as a creature being conceived.

Dragon body and human head, born with a strange appearance.

The thunder drum is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and is the companion spiritual treasure of the creature inside.

But at this time, the thunder drum is releasing thunder and lightning, and it actually wants to wipe out the creature.

"Is this the disciple with a master-disciple relationship that my brother said? How could he be backfired by the companion spiritual treasure!" Nuwa's face changed instantly.

"It's true that every peck and every drink has its own destiny, Heaven, why are you so heartless?"

The one conceived in the thunder drum is none other than the future Lei Ze God.

Because Yue Zhuoqun took away the Kaitian Blade in advance, the thunder tribulation could not be completed.

Heaven had to choose this thunder drum as a substitute and prepare to take it away and integrate it into the thunder tribulation.

The Lei Ze God, who has not yet been born, has become a sacrifice.

Yue Zhuoqun sighed, pointed out with one finger, and the thunder drum finally calmed down.

Then he waved his sleeves, and a stream of Chaos Divine Water flew into the Thunder Drum, wrapping the creature's body.

The creature's painful expression disappeared, and it frantically absorbed the power of Chaos Divine Water to nurture its body.

After three months, the Chaos Divine Water was completely absorbed.

With a flash of light, the creature jumped out of the Thunder Drum, and the Thunder Drum soared into the sky and sank into the void.

The creature was more than ten feet tall, and it stepped on the ground and collapsed two large footprints.

His body shrank and turned into a young boy. He looked at the three people for a while, then knelt at Yue Zhuoqun's feet:

"Thank you, Master, for protecting my life and helping me to be born."

"You lost your companion spirit treasure because of me, don't you feel resentful?"

The young man was confused and didn't know the reason: "I only know that without the Master, I would be dead."

Yue Zhuoqun nodded: "You and I have a master-disciple relationship, are you willing to worship me as your master?"

The young man was overjoyed when he heard this, and kowtowed again: "Greetings, Master."

"Okay, you will be my second disciple from now on. Since you were born in the land of Lei Ze, you should be called Lei Ze!"

"Haha, nephew Lei Ze, don't just worship Master. I am your uncle Fuxi, and this is your uncle Nuwa, come and worship us too." Fuxi laughed.

Yue Zhuoqun's mouth twitched fiercely when he heard this, with a strange expression:

Just laugh!

Take advantage now, you will cry later.

Lei Ze did not refute, but bowed respectfully to the two.

At this time, Nuwa suddenly reacted and looked at Yue Zhuoqun in confusion:

"Brother, why is he your second disciple? Is there another senior disciple that we don't know about?"