My stall is a bit fierce

Seeing his sister's expression exactly the same as his own, Fuxi immediately smiled.

Zhao Zifeng said: "I picked some spiritual fruits, and I have practiced for a while."

Even if Zhao Zifeng said so.

His cultivation speed is still unbelievable.

You must know that in the prehistoric age, although there is plenty of spiritual energy, it is okay to cross a small realm in 500 years.

But to cross a large realm, it is not necessarily as simple as hundreds of years.

Unless there is some adventure in this person, otherwise, it is very difficult to successfully break through a big realm!

But Zhao Zifeng did it.

Nuwa immediately beamed with joy: "This is happiness on top of happiness, brother, do we have to celebrate?"

Fuxi looked at her helplessly: "Are you just saying that because you want to eat something delicious?"

Nu Wa smiled, but did not answer.

Zhao Zifeng said: "What do you usually eat?"

After Zhao Zifeng came here, he rarely saw them eating.

Nuwa and Fuxi glanced at it, and Zhao Zifeng immediately understood.

Zhao Zifeng is probably the legendary cultivator madman, who has been shutting himself in the cave for a long time without eating or drinking.

Nuwa smiled and said, "Barbecue!"

Indeed, roast meat has been around for a long, long time.

It's just that there should be no such thing as spices in the wild.

Nuwa happily shook Fuxi's arm and said, "Since Zhao Zifeng hasn't eaten, brother, let's have another meal!"

Using Zhao Zifeng as a shield, Fuxi quickly agreed.

Zhao Zifeng glanced helplessly at Nuwa.

Nuwa secretly blinked at Zhao Zifeng in a weird way.

Fuxi soon returned from hunting and roasted the prey on the branches.

While roasting, a few people chatted, and the three of them had a great time eating.

Nuwa sat down on the stone and said contentedly when she was full, "It's really good. It would be great if I have more meals in the future."

Fu Xi rolled his eyes at her: "Let's wait until your strength reaches the peak of Da Luo."

At this time, because Nuwa refined the innate spirit treasure, she also received a part of the nourishment of heaven, and went directly to the early stage of Daluo.

But Fuxi is at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.Zhao Zifeng was getting closer and closer to them, and both felt a sense of urgency in their hearts.

Zhao Zifeng said: "Okay, I'm going back to continue my cultivation. I will strive to reach the peak of Daluo as soon as possible."

Just after Zhao Zifeng finished speaking, Fuxi and Nuwa suddenly showed the appearance of "I knew you were a cultivator."

Zhao Zifeng glanced at the two of them suspiciously, but went back to his room and practiced cross-legged.

Time flies, and soon another 400 years have passed.

Zhao Zifeng directly entered the late Taiyi Golden Immortal stage.

This strength, in the wild, is still not enough.

Only when you step into Daluo can you be considered a master.

But at this time, there was a knock on Zhao Zifeng's door.

Zhao Zifeng opened the door and saw that it was Fuxi and Nuwa.

"Brother Zhao, Patriarch Hongjun's sermon is about to start, and we have to set off as soon as possible," Fuxi said.

Zhao Zifeng was stunned for a moment: "Isn't there still 100 years left?"

Nuwa smiled: "The prehistoric is so vast, even with mana, it will take us 100 years to get from here to Zixiao Palace."

Zhao Zifeng suddenly realized.

The three set off and headed towards Zixiao Palace.

And more people are already on their way to Zixiao Palace.

Along the way, Zhao Zifeng and the two met many creatures, including monsters and witches.

This made Zhao Zifeng unavoidably think of the scene where many people notified each other to go to Zixiao Palace.

But on the way to Zixiao Palace, it is still dangerous.

Zhao Zifeng and the others saw many monsters eating other weak creatures on the way.

Soon a hundred years passed by.

Everyone saw the outline of Zixiao Palace one after another.

Zixiao Palace is looming in the clouds.

Everyone walked the long stairs, getting closer and closer to Zixiao Palace.

The two boys in front of the door were as cute as porcelain dolls, but they led everyone towards Zixiao Palace very seriously, just like little adults.

Zhao Zifeng smiled and said, "It's pretty cute."

The two boys immediately turned their heads and glanced at Zhao Zifeng.

The meaning of the warning is self-evident.

Zhao Zifeng didn't feel anything.

Zhao Zifeng didn't seek the position of saint, so naturally he didn't need to curry favor with the people in Zixiao Palace.

After all, the position of a saint is seated, just like a civil servant. It is not so easy to leave.

Apart from possessing great strength, Zhao Zifeng has no attraction at all.

Everyone entered Zixiao Palace.

I saw that the field of preaching was extremely large, and there were six futons placed under the preaching platform.

Everyone didn't know what it meant, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Zhao Zifeng knew what the six futons represented.

He said to the two Nuwas, "Sit over there."

Nuwa was still immersed in thinking about the significance of these six futons, when she suddenly heard Zhao Zifeng's voice, she was taken aback: "Is that bad? Maybe this is prepared by the ancestor for the specially invited people."

Zhao Zifeng smiled: "Don't worry, just sit down."

Originally, according to the trajectory, Nuwa should also have a place in this futon.

It's just that Fuxi didn't have this chance, Zhao Zifeng wanted him to work hard, maybe it would work out.

And just when Zhao Zifeng and the others hesitated.

There was movement on Sanqing's side.

Zhao Zifeng saw them as soon as he came, and the images of these people were particularly eye-catching. Zhao Zifeng knew who they were after a little thought.

The three of them discussed in detail for a while, and then stepped forward at the same time, directly occupying three futons.

Seeing this, Nuwa didn't hesitate anymore.

Her body was extremely flexible, and she directly stepped forward to occupy a futon.

At the same time, a person with feathers on his body directly occupied a futon.

Zhao Zifeng recognized this person as the demon master Kunpeng.

This deity is more imposing than Kunpeng in other movies and TV shows, and he exudes a bloodthirsty feeling all over his body.

At this time, there was only the last futon left, and a man in red clothes took a step forward and sat down cross-legged.

Zhao Zifeng can recognize such a distinctive attire at a glance, this person is the well-known good old man in the Three Realms, Taoist Hongyun.

So far, all six futons have been occupied.

Looking at the steps that Fuxi had not yet taken, Zhao Zifeng sighed slightly.

It seems that the gears of history are still difficult to rewrite.

Zhao Zifeng and Fuxi stood not far from Nuwa.

Fu Xi frowned, and said, "The causal line here is very chaotic, something might happen in a while."

It seems that Fuxi discovered something, so he didn't step forward to take a futon.