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Chapter 456 Nameless Demon God
Hearing Hongjun's words, Wu Ming was shocked, but more astonished.

What does it mean that I am dead, and I can never come back again. Could it be that I have died once.

Wu Ming didn't know how to answer, so he could only respond with silence.

Patriarch Hongjun shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and the two appeared in Zixiao Palace at the same time.

At this time, in Zixiao Palace, there were only two futons placed on the Taoist platform. Ancestor Hongjun was sitting on one, and the other was under Wu Ming.

There were too many puzzles in Wu Ming's heart. The two futons were placed neatly, and there was no distinction between who was the master and who was the deputy. It seemed that they were sitting on an equal footing.

"Nameless Demon God, when the chaos was shattered, you were beheaded by the Pangu axe. I thought you were really dead. Unexpectedly, so many people survived that tragic battle, and even you returned !" Daozu Hongjun spoke slowly, speaking words that Wu Ming could not understand.

The chaos was shattered, and he was killed by the Pangu axe, the nameless demon god.

Wu Ming looked at Patriarch Hongjun who was sighing, and then at himself with thin arms and legs, and asked after a while, "Ancestor Dao, are you right?"

"How can we be mistaken? We are both Chaos Demon Gods, and we have fought side by side for countless years. If I hadn't discovered you, how could I have summoned you with the law of time and the power of the book from the earth." Ancestor Hongjun said Here, the look of injustice flashed across his eyes, and he said bitterly: "That damned Pangu, our three thousand demon gods of chaos, known as the three thousand saints of chaos, how carefree and at ease. Including you who came back again, there are only three or five people left."

The old ancestor Hongjun said so, and Wu Ming also listened to it.

At first, he thought he was the reincarnation of Hongyun, and he was attracted by the book from the ground to pursue his previous life.

But when he heard it now, what attracted him was the book from the ground, and it was clearly the ancestor Hongjun himself.

Combined with the words of ancestor Hongjun, could it be that he is really some kind of chaotic demon god who was reincarnated after being killed by Pangu, and was recognized by ancestor Hongjun.

"You don't have to feel confused. People who are killed by the Pangu axe will leave great wounds and erase everything in the past. You don't have to worry that I will deal with you. We are in the same camp in the chaos. If I deal with you Others will not agree to it." Hongjun Patriarch said sincerity, but Wu Ming was skeptical when he heard it.

Ever since he became a bounty hunter, Wu Ming has never discovered that there is something different about him.

If it is true what Patriarch Hongjun said, he is the reincarnation of the Nameless Demon God, why hasn't he seen his golden finger, and his cultivation has not progressed rapidly.

And before he came into contact with the Earth Book, he had been to several fairy worlds, and he hadn't seen Patriarch Hongjun appear.

Although Wu Ming felt that no one in this fairy world would dare to pretend to be Hongjun, but the doubts he should have had not diminished. After all, he was not a person who easily trusted others.

"Ancestor Dao, besides you and me, who else survived?" Wu Ming doubted, but couldn't help but continue to ask.

Hongjun didn't take it seriously when he heard this, and slowly said: "The Demon God of Creation, the Demon God of Yin-Yang, the Demon God of Hating Heaven, and you and me. I didn't find anyone else. Except for me, everyone else is sleeping. Although the situation is worse than yours. It's much better, but it won't be able to wake up in a while."

Wu Ming shook his head slightly. The fact that other people can't wake up means that they can't prove it. Only Hongjun knows the truth.

Seeing Wu Ming still shaking his head here, Hongjun himself was a little displeased, and sighed: "You are still the same as before. You don't believe what others say, and every day you think that someone wants to harm you. Let's take this fairy world as an example. , Does anyone dare to pretend to be me? Do I need to lie to you? There is no such possibility. You are just too wary. What you were before is what you are now. It hasn't changed at all. "

Wu Ming knew his own character, so he smiled at the words of the ancestor Hongjun without saying a word.

After a while, he changed the subject and asked, "Can I take back the Golden Immortal Dao fruit I heard here, and the sage's way you talked about?"

"Yes, I reversed the time and space and brought you to the time and space before I joined the Dao. It is equivalent to you being half of Hongyun. After you go back, you will know everything in Hongyun, and even history will change." Hong Ancestor Jun talked about time and space, but kept his mouth shut about history. Wu Ming was overjoyed when he said it.

He turned into a red cloud as soon as he came, worked hard all the way to the Golden Immortal Realm, and listened to Patriarch Hongjun's sage fruit. If he brought this knowledge back, it would pave the way for the future.

As for changing history or something, it is secondary.

Because he turned into a red cloud, he has no other friends except Zhen Yuanzi, and he has nothing to cherish.

To talk about the difficult thing to give up, it was Hongjun's third sermon, because he only listened to the Da Luo Jinxian chapter, and the subsequent saint chapter, and did not hear the Dao Dao chapter at all.

"Can you send me back to Journey to the West after the third sermon?" Wu Ming was not greedy enough, and wanted to listen to the Daoist chapter.

Ancestor Hongjun shook his head slightly, and didn't say yes or no, but said: "My Dao chapter is the Dao fruit I summed up. If you follow my old road, you will never find your own." It’s the Great Way. I’ll tell them about the Great Way, so that they won’t be able to step into the Great Way. Are you still willing to listen?”

"This..." Wu Ming looked incredulous, and said hesitantly, "You are really sinister!"

"It's not insidious, but I have my needs. A prehistoric sage who will never pose a threat to me is the prehistoric sage I need. These prehistoric creatures have unresolved grievances with me and you. They If we become stronger, how will you and I deal with ourselves?" Wu Ming heard the meaning of Patriarch Hongjun, isn't it just that people who are not from our clan must have different hearts.

In this prehistoric world, it is enough for saints to suppress, and being strong is not what Patriarch Hongjun wants to see.

No wonder Hongjun wants to preach, this is not to guide the people, but to dig the grave for the people.

If there is no Hongjun, I am afraid that after countless years, the world will evolve naturally, and the prehistoric creatures will also be able to create their own cultivation system.

Hongjun's appearance, of course, gave the fairy road route, but also stifled everyone's potential.

After all, compared with the complete Immortal Dao system, the self-created system that has just emerged has various flaws, and there is no comparison between the two sides.

This is just like the domestic games. The domestic games have just recovered, and the classic games that have been developed for countless years abroad have entered.

Compared with each other, foreign games are of course fun. Since then, they have embarked on a vicious cycle of foreign research and development, and our purchases. Domestic games have also been labeled as cheating.

"This Hongjun looked at his kind eyebrows and kind intentions. He didn't expect his attack to be so dark. He had to have a great enmity with Pangu to harm the world created by Pangu. No, it seems that it was bitterness and hatred. Pangu split the chaotic world and killed him. Killing countless chaotic gods and demons, and forcibly opening a new era, for these old era gods and demons, there is nothing more bloody and bloody." Wu Ming clicked his tongue secretly, he did not expect that the end of the myth turned out to be like this.

There is no goodwill, only lies, this is a game of chess to control the world.

Only Hongjun is the one who plays chess, and there is also the way of heaven in the dark. The chess pieces are all living beings and saints.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming shuddered, and subconsciously asked, "You didn't leave any traps in the last two sermons, did you?"

"No, under the great sage, I still don't see it in my eyes. Don't say it, I'm going to suppress the way of heaven and pursue the road of transcendence. Hmph, if it wasn't for the fact that Pangu gave me a hard time when he died from exhaustion. , The consciousness of heaven left by Pangu has been refined by me long ago, so why should it stay here!" Ancestor Hongjun mentioned Pangu with resentment on his face, but he never thought that he was the biggest parasite insect.

Wu Ming didn't know what to say. It wasn't until Patriarch Hongjun waved him out of the corridor of time that he realized, "That's not right. You left me some treasures. I don't have magic weapons to protect me yet!"

"Hey, you're finally awake, you"

Wu Ming shouted out, and found that he was still in Wuzhuang Temple, and the surrounding scenery was the same as before.

The three long burning incense sticks are burning slowly, and the words "heaven and earth" are surrounded by smoke.

Qingfeng turned pale, patted his chest, and muttered: "I called you just now, why didn't you respond, I thought something happened to you!"

"How long have I been absent-minded?" Wu Ming felt dazed when he saw Qingfeng boy.

Qingfeng tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with some uncertainty: "It's almost half a cup of tea."

"Half tea"

In ancient times, half a cup of tea lasted about seven to eight minutes, and half a cup of tea should last about 8 minutes.

Wu Ming recalled his memories, and found that Hongyun's countless years of memories were in his mind, except for the lack of magic power, there was no shortage of various perceptions.

Celestial Immortal, Luo Tianshangxian, Taiyixuanxian, Daluo Jinxian, Quasi-Saint.
Memories about cultivation, including the lectures in Zixiao Palace, all emerged in his mind one by one.

In addition to the lack of mana, he is still the ancient and powerful Red Cloud in Zixiao Palace, but the nameless demon god is like a mirror, as if it was just his dream.

"Reverse time and cause and effect, let me go from the beginning of the sky, maybe in a sense, I am Hongyun?" Wu Ming thoughtfully, pinched a spell in his hand, and read: "The gourd is back! .”

(End of this chapter)