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Boy Haotian led the way, while Zhen Yuanzi adjusted his appearance and followed quickly.

When stepping into the vast palace, Zhen Yuanzi quickly lowered his head, "Greetings to Teacher Hongjun!"

"Zhen Yuanzi, I already know the reason for your visit. Since you have already made up your mind, you should stay in the palace first. I will speak to you every 1000 years, and you should listen to it when the time comes. "

Zhen Yuanzi was overjoyed, "Thank you teacher."

In the main hall, on the high purple-gold platform, Hong Jun sat with his eyes closed, "You are restless now, go back first, and come to find me in the hall after 50 years."

Zhen Yuanzi was a little taken aback, "Teacher, let's forget it then?"

"Emperor Jun, Tai Yi, fighting against you, this is your catastrophe. You can make up your mind because of this, not to become a saint, not to go out of Zixiao, that is a good thing, the fate of the heaven is not enough, now, it is not time to settle."

Hongjun said leisurely.

As early as when Zhen Yuanzi was planning to come to Zixiao Palace, he felt something moved in his heart and noticed it.

The Good Fortune Jade Plate is extremely difficult to use now, but after a rough calculation, it was noticed that the three quasi-sages were fighting.

Zhen Yuanzi made up his mind that he would not become a saint, and the vow not to leave the palace, because it had something to do with him, he knew it very well.

He thought about it for a while, and he naturally understood that after all, he was defeated by two fists and four hands, and Zhen Yuanzi was afraid that he would be humiliated by defeat.

But he was also a little strange, logically speaking, Zhen Yuanzi should have been able to resist the Chaos Clock by relying on the universe in his sleeves, so he shouldn't have suffered a disastrous defeat.

"Well, in the past, I only had to think about these things before my eyes. How can I rely on reasoning and guessing to pretend to be omniscient like I am now?"

Hongjun closed his eyes, on the surface the situation was calm, but deep down he was also very depressed.

Below, Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth wide in shock, and remained silent for a long time.

Hongjun felt a little arrogant, knowing that he was able to deduce all the truth in the chaotic situation of heavenly secrets, which frightened Zhen Yuanzi, chuckled lightly, and comforted him: "Zhen Yuanzi, I am the number one in the way of heaven after all." It's normal for a saint to be able to do this, you don't have to be too frightened."

"The Great Desolation is so great that there is almost no thing that can be hidden from me. Since I am the way of heaven, there is nothing to hide under the way of heaven."

"Losing to the joint efforts of the two demon emperors is not a shame. Don't worry, I know that you are the strongest quasi-sage."

Zhen Yuanzi held back for a long time, and finally said: "But... I won!"

"Win?" Hongjun was stunned, almost unable to maintain his indifferent posture.

Calm, a little accident.

"Zhen Yuanzi, don't hold back anymore. From looking at your appearance, I know that you have lost a game and suffered a lot of setbacks. Why are you still so stubborn?"

Hongjun remained calm, and calculated again, confirming that there was a catastrophe in Dixian Mountain, and even Dixian City ceased to exist.

Among all the existences manifested in the secret, only the emperor who appeared there, Tai Yi, met the conditions to cause disaster.

He was sure that it wasn't done by the Six Sages of Heaven and Dao.

Whether it is Sanqing, Nuwa, or the Second Saint of the West, they are all like him as masters and apprentices. In addition, their cultivation bases are also quite different, so they can still be deduced one or two.

Laozi is now making alchemy in the palace.

Yuan Shi seems to be studying Huangzhong pears.

Nuwa is in a daze in Wa Palace.

The guide is... shaving Zhunti's hair?
When Hongjun sensed this, he really thought that something was wrong with him.

Since the two saints of the West wanted to create Western Buddhism, they have been talking about it all the time.

It is good to have Buddhism, but according to the original evolution of heaven, it is still far away from the emergence of Buddhism. This is another big event, like the Witch War, many years in advance.

Hongjun really wanted to find out what happened, but there was nothing he could do now.

Unless it is to go out of Zixiao Palace to check in person, but that would be too demeaning.

I am a holy master!

Um?In other words, why can't you figure out where Tongtian is?

Hongjun was a little strange, just saying that the power of words is good, Tongtian is not as good as Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi, this is not counted, it is a bit puzzling.

"Where did this go to a foreign land far away from the prehistoric universe?"

This is the most reasonable guess.

Otherwise, relying on the cause and effect between master and apprentice, regardless of being a saint, it is also being deduced.

Even the other six saints don't know about this matter, because they are all saints, even if Hongjun is stronger, he still can't figure out their specific situation.

"I lost one game, no, two games, but that has nothing to do with Dijun Taiyi. Facing them, I am confident that I will have the upper hand. As long as there is enough time, it is not difficult to defeat them."

Zhen Yuanzi explained with a horrified expression, he realized that it seemed that Daozu couldn't even control the secrets.

"Then who can you lose to?" Hongjun finally opened his eyes, but his eyes were calm, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"It was a loss to a saint named Yang Li. The Master Tongtian was also there, but he didn't make a move."

Speaking of this name, Zhen Yuanzi's voice was very bitter.

Hongjun smiled, "Yang Li? Zhen Yuanzi, what's wrong with you? If you say Yuanshi's name, I will believe it, but I have never heard of the one you mentioned. I can tell you with certainty. You, in this entire prehistoric world, there are only six heavenly sages, and with me, there are only seven."

"I even know when you will become a saint. It will be [-] million years later, when there should be eight saints in the world."

"There can be no other saint."

Now, Hongjun can be regarded as revealing a secret that even other saints do not know.

There are countless saints, one more or one less, it is a big deal.

It's not before the world was opened.

At that time, there were many Chaos gods and demons. Although their realm was not obvious, their strength was not inferior to that of a saint.

"But Yang Li is really a saint." Zhen Yuanzi said anxiously, "He even pulled out my ginseng fruit tree!"

"what?!"

Hongjun exclaimed, and stood up abruptly, "It's impossible, this fruit tree is an innate spiritual root, loved by heaven, even if there is a catastrophe, it should be countless years later, a monkey can still recover quickly, how can it Maybe it will be pulled out now?!"

If this happened, it would be different from the Witch War and the birth of Buddhism, where the timeline changed, but it would truly change the destiny of heaven.

It should be noted that the monkey is still a stone, so it is impossible for it to do it in advance.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled wryly, "Teacher, I don't want to believe it either, but look!"

Reaching out, the spirit mirror appeared.

After losing the guardian array and the innate spiritual root, the Earth Immortal Temple can no longer stop the insight technique of the quasi-sage realm.

In the turbulent yard, a huge earth pit appears in the picture.

The fruit tree that had grown vigorously had already disappeared at this time.

When Hongjun saw this scene, his mind was overwhelmed, and he felt that all his cognitions were subverted.

What small trend can be changed, but the general trend is irreversible.

What fate has a definite number, and saints cannot escape.

……

At this time, it all turned into a bubble.

"Who is this Yang Li!?"

"I, Hongjun, must find him!"