The Way of the Prehistoric World

Time flies, time flies. Soon another ten years will pass, and the Buzhou Mountain Secret Realm will be closed again.

Following streaks of colorful rays of light, the great supernatural beings in the secret realm appeared in the valley one by one. Counting on one finger, there were less than 8,000 monks left who had previously entered the secret realm. It seems that due to the cultivation of spiritual beasts in the secret realm, Because of the layering, the casualties of the monks were even more severe.

Except for relatives and friends, no one else cares about the dead monks. The people with great supernatural powers who are still alive at this time, regardless of whether they are injured or not, have all smiled since leaving the secret realm. Obviously, they have gained a lot from this trip.

As soon as he came out of the secret realm, the seriously injured Kunpeng transformed into his true form. Then he waved his wings that were a thousand miles wide, and he was already hundreds of thousands of miles away. At the moment, Kunpeng's cultivation level was only in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, and his speed was still high. There is no way to reach the limit. If you become a quasi-sage, you can reach a distance of 240,000 miles with just one pair of wings.

Watching Kunpeng disappear in an instant, no one of the great magical powers in the valley came to stop him. First of all, the opponent's speed was unparalleled, and it was very likely that he would not be able to catch up. More importantly, his cultivation had reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, so he rashly The possibility of intercepting and killing them is extremely small. If one fails, he or she will be injured or even die.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or not, but the location where the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared was very close to Di Jun and Taiyi. With their previous hostile experiences, and coupled with Mei Zihan’s explanation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches hated the two Demon Emperors. Deep in their bones, Zhu Rong and Gonggong were even ready to take action, but Di Jiang calmed them down first.

At this time, there were many people with great supernatural powers present, so it was obviously not a good opportunity for a siege. Otherwise, even if they win, they will lose a lot of face. At the same time, the ancestral wizards are also very afraid of Taiyi's Chaos Bell and the two people's Huahong technique, and they are not sure to keep each other.

The two Demon Emperors had to be cautious about the hostility of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so as soon as they came out of the secret realm, they turned into three-legged golden crows one after another, and the boundless true sun fire burned wantonly around them. If not for being surrounded by great supernatural beings. Innocent people must have been harmed.

It wasn't until the Twelve Ancestral Witches gave up the siege that Di Jun and Tai Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They were unwilling to expose their spiritual treasures unless they had to. Especially the Chaos Clock. The temptation of this Heaven Opening Treasure is too great. Who knows whether the surrounding monks will join the siege?

The moment Hongjun left the secret realm, he had completely hidden himself, and then summoned Sanqing. Flying towards Yujing Mountain together, he felt that he could no longer suppress his cultivation. He must have become a saint when he returned to Zixiao Palace.

In the corner of the valley, two Taoists, a man and a woman, were sitting cross-legged. The man was handsome and the woman was delicate, but it was Fuxi and Nuwa. They didn't know what they had gained in the secret realm. Although they tried their best to hide it, they still couldn't. The expressions of joy were completely concealed. Fortunately, both of them had the cultivation level of the late Daluo Jinxian, so no one dared to come forward and disturb them.

Unlike everyone else, Mei Zihan and his wife had already left on their own the moment before the secret realm was closed. Now they are outside the valley, waiting for the disciples to return. Since Zhen Yuanzi left Chaos Island to set up a dojo, tens of thousands of people have passed In Yuanhui, everyone on Chaos Island was very concerned about him, so they decided to visit Wuzhuang Temple together.

To be cautious, Mei Zihan specifically asked Zhen Yuanzi to stop Hongyun. Everyone was from the Chaos Island lineage, and Hongyun, an outsider, was not suitable to travel with them. For this reason, Hongyun, who didn't know the truth, felt a little sullen.

Under the full speed of the colorful merit fairy cloud, everyone arrived at Wuzhuang Temple soon. Looking at the same couplet as in the legend of the previous life, Mei Zihan couldn't help but feel a little satisfied. She recalled that Zhen Yuanzi was still a suckling baby, and now he has To become the top magical power user in the prehistoric times, as a human teacher, he is extremely honored.

Compared with Mei Zihan and his wife, the disciples were more concerned about the layout of Wuzhuang Temple and wanted to use it as a reference for setting up a dojo in the future. However, the structure of Wuzhuang Temple was not complicated, and a few people found it boring after visiting it, so they all went to the main temple. Rest in the hall and enjoy the ginseng fruits grown from the spiritual roots in the backyard.

The ginseng fruit tree in the backyard has the same effect as described in Journey to the West in the previous life. It blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and matures after another three thousand years. In just ten thousand years, only thirty were born. If you are destined to smell it, you will live 360 ​​years; if you eat one, you will live 47,000 years.

Just as everyone was talking about Tao and drinking the fruit, the world suddenly shook slightly. Although the amplitude was very slight, it escaped the perception of the people with great supernatural powers. Before they could figure out the reason, countless smallpox fell from the sky. Countless golden lotuses emerged from the ground at the same time, all transformed by innate spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy that had not turned into smallpox and golden lotus then turned into crystal flowers one after another, like snowflakes in the previous life, dispersed in the sky. Just one breath was enough to make it stronger than several years of meditation. Everyone on Chaos Island had never I have used prehistoric spiritual energy, so I have been watching calmly.

The smallpox and golden lotus were going on for a while, and another great pressure appeared in the world. This pressure came from the Zixiao Palace on Yujing Mountain, and instantly spread throughout the ancient world. All living beings in the ancient world, whether they were Daluo Jinxian or quasi-sage, Being coerced by this pressure, he couldn't help but kneel down in the direction of Zixiao Palace.

When the coercion spread to Wuzhuang Temple, Mei Zihan isolated him from the outside of the temple with a wave of his hand, and everyone in the temple was not affected at all.

In the middle of the coercion, another poem spread throughout the world. The poem said: "Lying high in the nine heavens, the futon is filled with Taoism. Outside the black and yellow sky, I am the leader of the teaching. Pangu gives birth to Tai Chi. Two rituals and four images are followed. One pass to three friends. The two religions explain and divide, and Taoism leads the show, and one spirit turns into a great king."

Until this time, all sentient beings in the ancient world still didn't understand that a great supernatural power user named Hongjun had just gone through the process of becoming a saint. The new gods were very unfamiliar with the name Hongjun, but the old great supernatural powers were familiar with it and thought about it. The other party has become a saint, and I can't help but feel envious for a moment.

Just when everyone was having different thoughts, another voice came to the depths of their hearts: "I am Hongjun. I have now become enlightened. I will preach in the Zixiao Palace thirty-three days later after a thousand Yuanhui. Anyone who has a chance can come and listen.”

Hearing that the other party was about to preach, all the sentient beings were overjoyed for a moment. After all, Hongjun had become a saint, and being able to listen to the saint's teachings would definitely be of great benefit to them. Then they remembered that the preaching location was located thirty-three days away, and some people with shallow cultivation levels, I can only lament that I have no chance, but those existences above the Great Luo Jinxian have begun to fly towards the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Originally, the heaven was located at this time, which was thirty-three days before the world was born. In order to facilitate all living beings, Hongjun specially opened a passage to reach the world's embryonic place. Moving forward, there was boundless chaos, even though it was close to the prehistoric world. The chaotic energy is very quiet, but it is not something that ordinary people can break into.

Regarding Hongjun's pressure to become a saint, Sanqing, who was in Yujing Mountain, felt the deepest. The oppression that reached the depths of his soul made the three of them obey Hongjun's orders from then on, and they could no longer muster the courage to resist.

In fact, the reason why the pressure of Hongjun's sainthood is so strong is partly because he is the first saint in the prehistoric times, and Heavenly Dao needs special care. Most of the reason is because of Heavenly Dao itself. Heavenly Dao took advantage of Hongjun's sanctification and was reborn. That is to say , most of the previous pressure was due to the rebirth of Heavenly Dao, and the other half was caused by Hongjun's sanctification. Except for Hongjun himself, no living being in the world knows the details.

It was not until the three corpses were completely united that Hongjun's process of becoming a saint finally came to an end. The pressure of heaven and earth came and went as fast as it came, disappearing without a trace in an instant. As for those smallpox, golden lotus and crystal flower-shaped corpses The innate spiritual energy then disappeared into the world, leaving all sentient beings filled with regret.

After becoming a saint, Hongjun was not satisfied with the Zixiao Palace in front of him, so he pointed with his right hand, and the Zixiao Palace immediately changed. The Taoist runes on the surface became even more magical, and a small world was born out of thin air in the palace, hidden in the palace. At the top of the palace, Yujing Mountain and the Lingzhi Garden were later moved to the Small Thousand World as a whole.

After Yujing Mountain disappeared out of thin air, Zixiao Palace floated alone in the air, so Hongjun waved his sleeves again and brought Zixiao Palace and Sanqing together to the chaos thirty-three days away. Under the protection of Hongjun, the surrounding people Chaos was unable to harm Sanqing in the slightest.

In fact, the power of Chaos thirty-three days away has been greatly reduced by the influence of the prehistoric world. This allows Hongjun to stay in it safely. If he moves forward further, even Hongjun, who has become a saint, will be affected by Chaos. The anger is gone.

After confirming the safety of Sanqing, Hongjun released the Zixiao Palace again. The transformed Zixiao Palace was able to float safely in the chaos. It seems that its quality is close to the innate treasure, otherwise even if the chaotic energy near the prehistoric period is very quiet. , and it is not something that ordinary innate spiritual treasures can withstand.

Seeing that Zixiao Palace was alone, Hongjun felt that there was something missing, so he took out two pieces of Chaos Spirit Jade, one belonging to Yang and the other to Yin, and then pointed at them, and the two pieces of jade turned into two Taoist boys. A boy and a girl, both very lovable.

"From now on, you will be Haotian and you will be Yaochi. They are both boys under the poor Taoist throne, welcoming and seeing off the guests in Zixiao Palace." Seeing that he had successfully enlightened the two boys, Hongjun then ordered, wait until they enter the thirty-three days outside. , he discovered that there was a lack of people to greet and see off guests. As a direct disciple of Sanqing, it would be too shameful to welcome guests.

"I will obey the master's decree!" The two boys, ah no, Haotian and Yaochi hurriedly bowed and responded, and then they served on both sides of the palace gate, Haotian on the left and Yaochi on the right, with unusually respectful expressions.

Hongjun didn't pay much attention to the two boys who casually enlightened him. At this time, he had not yet joined the Tao, and it was still unclear whether the boy in front of him would become the Lord of Heaven, and the other would become the Mother of Heaven, becoming the name of the prehistoric era. The Supreme Being.

Perhaps, even if Hongjun knew about the two's future achievements, he wouldn't care too much. The boy's achievements were not worth mentioning in Hongjun's eyes. If it weren't for Hongjun, they would not have become the nominal supreme.

Seeing that the two boys were performing their duties faithfully, Hongjun immediately led Sanqing into the Zixiao Palace. Zixiao Palace seemed to be just the name of a palace, but it was actually a complex of buildings. There was also a square in front of the palace, which was enough to accommodate the guests.

When he came to the square, Hongjun pointed first, and there were six futons on the right side of the first row, so he asked Sanqing to sit on them. Just when Hongjun was about to leave, he seemed to remember something again, so he sat on the left side again. Rearrange the six futons and then enter the small world. (To be continued...) ()