Prehistoric: Opening Awakening Hongmeng Painting Saint System

"Why is this damn guy!"

After seeing the person coming, Hong Yun couldn't help complaining in his heart.

The person who came was Styx, the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood.

The sea of ​​blood never dries up, and the river of Styx never dies. This man built his life on killing, and once slaughtered [-] races with his own strength, just to sacrifice his own magic weapon, which made countless creatures terrified.

Moreover, Styx has always walked alone, and has an almost perverted obsession with challenging the strong in the world.

This is also the reason why Hongyun is complaining in his heart at this moment.

When the River Styx approached, Hong Yun, who was always kind, couldn't help but look serious.

"I haven't seen you for many years. Fellow Daoist Hongyun seems to have overcome that bottleneck."

After the words fell, Styx's own coercion suddenly bloomed, and the bloody atmosphere permeated the surrounding land for thousands of miles.

Hong Yun snorted coldly, and instantly erupted his own coercion to counter it.

The two sides just met each other, and they were already fighting, enough to call Styx bloodthirsty.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, two figures of a man and a woman suddenly appeared in the vast land and rose into the air.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, are you safe?"

The melodious voice came from the two mouths, interrupting the ongoing duel between Hongyun and Styx.

Hong Yun turned to look at a man and a woman, his expression softened quickly, and he quickly responded.

"I've met Fuxi and Nuwa, fellow Taoists."

The man and the woman were Fuxi and Nuwa, who bowed to the red cloud upon hearing the words.

As for Styx, seeing the two of them coming, he naturally didn't dare to make further moves.

But he didn't leave, his eyes were looking at the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"You and I can meet here because of fate, presumably it's all because of the unusual movement on the mountain."

After a while, Fuxi smiled and said.

They are all the arrogance of this generation. Before that, they were all at the peak level of Taiyi Jinxian, and many things were tacit to each other.

"It's natural."

Hong Yun laughed, very heroic.

After a few breaths, another person suddenly appeared in the sky.

I saw that the man's breath was not obvious, but there was a burst of Buddha's light all over his body.

When the man approached, he saw Hong Yun and the others, but there was a bit of shock in his eyes.

"Why are all fellow Taoists gathered here?"

Taoist Zhunti stepped forward and asked.

"We all came here because of the change in Buzhou Mountain. Could it be that there are other reasons for fellow Taoists?"

Fuxi spoke unhurriedly.

Zhunti chuckled, with a mysterious gesture on his face.

"Pindao walked the prehistoric land a few days ago, and occasionally got a supreme decree, so he deduced the number of the future, and knew that Pindao still has a master-student relationship, so he came here to look for it?"

Hearing this, there was a strange look on the faces of everyone present.

Supreme decree?

Hong Yun muttered inwardly, and without hesitation, directly took out the picture scroll she had obtained.

"Fellow Daoist said the supreme decree, but this?"

The moment Hong Yun opened his mouth, everyone present was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Why do you have this too?"

Zhunti asked with a look of disbelief.

Immediately, he also took out a picture scroll. From the appearance, the two picture scrolls were almost identical.

Seeing this, Fuxi and Nuwa immediately gave a wry smile, and each took out a scroll.

Even the cold and stern Styx took out the scrolls he had obtained after seeing everyone taking out the scrolls one after another.

Zhunti was dumbfounded, he thought that this opportunity belonged to him alone.

But I can't imagine that everyone came here with a picture scroll.

"If my deduction is correct, there must be a master manifested in Honghuang. The scrolls in our hands are all made by masters, and they intend to invite us to pay respects."

A voice from the void resounded.

Everyone followed the source of the sound and saw a figure in a black Taoist robe appearing from the air.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian is here too!"

There was a smile on Hong Yun's face.

Everyone greeted each other again.

"I calculated that the expert must be living in seclusion on the top of Buzhou Mountain, and we can go to pay homage together."

Tong Tian pinched his fingers and said.

"What the Taoist said is very true!"

Everyone responded immediately.

Tong Tian is Pan Gu's authentic sect, one of the Three Purities, and has two older brothers, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi, both of whom are highly cultivated, and everyone is naturally very polite to him, and even vaguely respect him as the leader.

Not long after, a group of people rushed towards the top of Buzhou Mountain.

While getting closer to Buzhou Mountain, more and more powerful people joined in.

Most of them came because of the change in Buzhou Mountain, and each held a picture scroll in their hands.

After just three or four hours, the figures of all the scattered people together amounted to thousands!

Under Tongtian's proposal, when everyone was about to reach the top of the mountain, they all landed on Buzhou Mountain, hoping to prove their sincere desire to see the hidden power.

After several more hours, everyone finally arrived at the top of Buzhou Mountain.

But after they released their spiritual senses to check, the results they got made everyone feel cold.

There are birds and beasts everywhere on the top of Buzhou Mountain, but there is no aura of a practitioner!

Tong Tian frowned even more. According to his calculations, the hidden world power was clearly at the top of the mountain, but why was it so long without a trace?
Could it be that the other party doesn't want to meet everyone?
Thinking of this, Tongtian's eyes showed firmness, and he immediately turned around to watch everyone speak again.

"The reason why the master did not appear must be because I was not sincere enough to wait. We can pay homage here with a picture scroll in hand, waiting for the master to come."

Tongtian's words were once again recognized by everyone.

Then there was a rather strange scene on the top of the mountain.

I saw thousands of prehistoric and powerful men kneeling on the ground one after another, holding up the scrolls in their hands, and shouting from time to time.

"I sincerely beg to see Senior, and I also ask Senior to give me a chance!"

The voices came and went endlessly, spreading throughout the entire Buzhou Mountain.

At the moment, Chu Xiao, who was drawing the picture scroll of Mount Buzhou, had heard the noise from the outside world.

But he was so engrossed in writing that he had no time to care about anything else.

He has been painting this picture of Buzhou Mountain for nearly half a year.

Compared with the paintings he had painted before, this picture of Buzhou Mountain took him more effort than ever before.

With one stroke down, Chu Xiao rubbed his eyes.

He has already completed most of the Buzhou Mountain Map, and now only the top of the mountain remains unfinished.

Chu Xiao didn't stop at all, and waved the paintbrush in his hand again, and began to paint stroke by stroke according to the majestic scene of Buzhou Mountain he saw back then.

When Buzhou Mountain Map was getting closer to perfection, Chu Xiao's own aura became more and more powerful.

Chu Xiao was immersed in it, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Until one day, only the last stroke of Buzhou Mountain Picture was left!
Chu Xiao looked up at the sky, his eyes seemed a little tired, but his heart was full of incomparable clarity!