Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

Chang Xi tightly covered her mouth.

In order to keep myself from yelling out the exclamation.

under the saint.

Is there anyone who can practice in chaos?

Changxi is like watching a monster.

Looking at Wu Shen and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In the end, I really couldn't hold back.

Blinking his big eyes, he looked at Wu Shen.

"You guys can actually cultivate in chaos?"

Wu Shen took it for granted.

"What's so strange about this? Defense is the root of everything."

"As long as you don't die, everything is possible."

"Think about it. Once the defense reaches the limit, the heavens will not be able to do anything to us."

"What are we afraid of?"

Changxi opened her mouth wide.

A face that opened the door to a new world.

Then she poked Xi He's arm.

"Sister, there is also a body training part in the Taiyin Scripture."

"Shall we practice?"

Xi He thought about it.

I also felt that what Wu Shen said made sense.

"You can try."

Unconsciously.

The Goddess of Taiyin has already been influenced by Wu Shen.

While practicing.

while hurrying.

The last year of the 3000-year sermon at Zixiao Palace.

Wu Shen and his party.

Finally arrived at Zixiao Palace.

Look from the chaos.

That Zixiao Palace is just a palace isolated in the chaos.

Although simple and mysterious.

But there is a sense of mediocrity.

But wait until Wu Shen and his party get close to the ten thousand li range of Zixiao Palace.

The sight in front of you.

It changed in an instant.

A huge island with an unknown number of billions of miles spread out in front of my eyes.

The mountains are undulating, and the fairy air is lingering.

Three thousand miles of mountains can be seen everywhere.

A hundred thousand miles long river, densely covered with falling stars.

Xianyun Ruiguang.

Spirit fog auspicious.

Spiritual birds and beasts.

Exotic flowers and herbs.

The Zixiao Palace that existed alone.

At this time, it has also become a splendid palace stretching thousands of miles.

Xi and Changxi looked at Youran fascinated.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were also dumbfounded.

this environment.

The caves and blessed places in the wilderness are also incomparable.

It's worthy of being a saint dojo.

Wu Shen looked at another place.

On the giant island of Zixiao Palace.

There is a cliff.

Hundreds of millions of purple lights bloomed.

There is the famous Fenbaoyan.

Not only are there countless treasures on it.

That's the precious rock itself.

It is also a treasure.

these goodies.

but.

Can't do it yet.

Wu Shen took the twelve ancestor witches, sisters Xi and Changxi.

Come to Fenbaoyan.

Started to wait quietly.

Just one year.

It's gone in the blink of an eye.

……

The inner hall of Zixiao Palace.

A bell rang.

in the inner hall.

The smallpox suddenly disappeared.

Jinlian dissipated.

The roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger, and the roar of the tortoise.

Quiet one by one.

Hongjun stopped preaching.

He looked coldly at the three thousand mortals in front of him.

Then Hongjun spoke.

"The magical method of the three corpses has been passed on to you all."

"I should establish a Taoist sect. There should be disciples under the sect."

His eyes fell on the six seats in front of him.

"The Sanqing was transformed by the three divisions of Pan Gu Yuanshen."

"The body has the great merit of opening the sky, so you should be my disciple."

The voice paused slightly.

said again.

"Nuwa has a big opportunity to do in the future."

"You should also be my apprentice."

Sanqing and Nuwa were overjoyed.

Hastily prostrated himself on the ground.

"The disciple pays respects to the teacher."

The reception guide looked at each other.

Howling: "The holy master is here."

"My senior brother was born in the West."

"The West has just suffered a catastrophe, and I forgot to accept the holy master as a disciple."

Hongjun thought about it.

The brows could not help but wrinkle.

He couldn't figure it out.

What is going on in the West's catastrophe this time?

But there was no change on Hongjun's face.

So nodded.

"You were born in the West, and you bear the karma of the West."

"I can only accept you as registered disciples."

After hearing the words, Jieyin Zhunti hurriedly bowed down.

"The disciple pays respects to the teacher."

Named disciple.

That is also a disciple.

Hongjun nodded again.

Take out the Taiji diagram, Pangu banner, and the four swords of Zhuxian and give them to Sanqing.

Then he took out the red hydrangea and the map of mountains, rivers and villages, and gave them to Nuwa.

Sanqing Nuwa was naturally overjoyed.

Receiving Zhunti watched eagerly.

"Teacher's grace, the West is impoverished and suffering great disasters, I implore the teacher to be merciful and bestow treasures."

Zhunti said to cry and cry.

The faces of all the mortals around were shaking.

From the wild west.

Sure enough, it's not decent at all.

Hongjun shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, I'll give you some too."

As he said that, he took out the treasures such as the twelve golden lotus, the green lotus color flag and so on.

I was given a lead guide.