The Heavens: At the beginning of the game, I caught a fairy queen

Zhuang Yuan shuddered slightly, unexpectedly met two great gods, who claimed to be unparalleled in the world, who created the human race, and whose real power to manifest the sage was in front of them.

"System, is this the clone of Lady Nuwa?" Zhuang Yuan asked curiously.

"Ding dong! Host, I shouldn't have told you. This time, she is an exception. She is a clone. As long as she is sanctified, her memory can be restored."

The system responded surprisingly.

"System, will you be beaten to death when you meet Hongjun this time?"

This is the question that Zhuang Yuan wants to know the most. Once he meets Hongjun, a well-established supreme saint, if something goes wrong, his body and spirit will be destroyed.

"Ding dong! Don't worry, the host, the system level in this battle is high enough, so you don't have to be afraid of being discovered. Unless the Dao appears, the Dao of Heaven will not be able to do anything to this system."

The system is very proud of the sentence, which can be said to be proud of being prominent.

Zhuang Yuan didn't bother to look at it, so he curled his lips, the most useless spicy chicken system.It's better to hurry up, wake up my wife, and achieve the fruit of a sage.

"It turns out that Fuxi and Nuwa are fellow Taoists. They are in Xiazhuangyuan. I wonder if the two are going to visit Zixiao Palace?"

Zhuang Yuan bowed slightly, very easy-going and indifferent, facing the atmosphere of the uncle, he naturally did something.

Every move, the avenue is natural, the aura flutters around, and the blessing of time and space forms a wonderful aura, as if it is a world of its own, which is breathtaking.

"Tao friendly means, among the Daluo Jinxian, I am afraid that there are not many people who are enemies." Fuxi sighed, expressing his surprise and passiveness.

"Fellow Zhuang Yuan, for some reason, I saw that you are very affectionate, as if we had some contacts in the dark, so I specially invited you to go to Zixiao Palace to ask."

Nuwa has a sweet smile, looks beautiful, and has an exquisite appearance. She is definitely the beauty of a goddess, and she will open and close forever.

She seems to stand in the world, a holy white lotus, exuding a smile that makes the world feel benevolent and kind, and is admirable.

My wife is beautiful!

"Fellow Daoist Nvwa is indeed naturally beautiful, with a beautiful heart and a beautiful heart. Maybe we have met today because we have looked back and smiled countless times for millions of years."

Zhuang Yuan laughed it off, but there was something interesting about it.

"Fellow Zhuang Yuan is really good at joking." Nuwa's face was blushing, she was shy, like a holy lotus flower emerging from the hibiscus, extremely charming and charming.

She stands tall and graceful in front of her, with a smile and a frown, a natural stunner, a majestic body, showing a kind of luxury, worthy of being between heaven and earth, born at the level of a great god, and she was born as a Daluo Jinxian.

They have unique conditions, and the beginning is a height that others cannot pursue. The Daluo Jinxian is the foundation, and the way to prove the saint is the supreme path.

"Two friends, please..."

Zhuang Yuan stopped teasing the other party, smiled slightly, and made a gesture of invitation.

Nuwa's phoenix eyes smiled, she was beautiful and overwhelming, she took the brunt of the front and led her to the top of Buzhou Mountain, there were already countless people gathered, but she couldn't take a step forward.

On the top of Buzhou Mountain, one step up is the Nine Heavens of the later generations, the place where the heavenly court is located, standing proudly in the ten thousand domains, in charge of three thousand Taoism, and commanding all living beings, absolutely supreme.

Today's Lingxiao Pavilion stands in the chaos, far higher than the so-called Nine Heavens, the so-called Heavenly Court, an existence that cannot be reached by Da Luo Jinxian.

"I don't know who is going into Zixiao Palace now?"

Nuwa looked around curiously. Relatively speaking, he came early and did not find Da Luo Jinxian

"Nuwa, look over there..." Fuxi pointed to the front and found a group of people gathering.

"Oh?"

Zhuang Yuan also looked, and unexpectedly saw a man with red hair and crazy hair, like a big red envelope, bright and beautiful.

In the prehistoric age, Hongjun was sanctified and opened an altar to preach. There were three thousand mortal guests, each of whom was a Daluo Jinxian. According to legend, they were the three thousand Taoist inheritors of the chaotic gods and demons.

"Look...he went in..."

On the top of Buzhou Mountain, a group of Golden Immortals exclaimed, it was unbelievable that they were chatting and laughing with them just now, but they reached the sky in one step, and it turned out to be Daluo Golden Immortals.

"Let's go in too..."

Zhuang Yuan smiled.

"Okay!" Nuwa stepped side by side and followed.

"Someone went in again? In the prehistoric world, when did there be so many Da Luo Jinxians?"

Someone exclaimed, unbelievable.

"Are you ignorant? On the top of the mountain opposite me, there is an old man who burns a lamp. It is said that it was transformed from a wick between heaven and earth. He is already a golden fairy."

One person shouted on the spot, and was about to be complacent, but saw Taoist Randeng coming in, and gave him a hard look.

Then, one by one set foot on the top of Buzhou Mountain, and the tide came, three thousand people from the world of mortals, three thousand Daluo Jinxian, which symbolized the prehistoric era, Daluo Jinxian walked everywhere, and there were as many Jinxians as dogs.

Among them were Laozi, Tongtian, Yuanshi and other Sanqing, followed by Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng, Zhenyuanzi and others arrived one by one.

Among the prehistoric creatures, the innate gods and demons gathered one by one, took a step, and entered a chaotic convection, bursts of violent chaotic winds, fierce and fierce, and those who were not Daluo Jinxian instantly turned into ashes and smoke.

Even if it is the Daluo Jinxian, who barely resist one by one, unless there are innate treasures, it will be a torment.

"It really is a real chaotic world."

Zhuang Yuan stepped into it, and clearly felt what is called real chaos, the horror is boundless, every scrape of flesh and blood, even if it goes wrong, he will be injured.

"Fellow Zhuang Yuan, the chaotic wind here is very violent. If it is in the chaos, only saints are immune. It seems that it is difficult to be a predestined person." Fuxi said with emotion.

"That's right, this chaotic gale is the test of Patriarch Hongjun, we can do it randomly."

Zhuang Yuan swung out with one hand, and the Dingyuan Pearl shrouded out, directly enveloping Nuwa in it, like opening an umbrella for a sister on a rainy day.

Nuwa blushed and was shy, but she accepted it silently. For some reason, she just had a little liking for it, so she acquiesced in everything and moved forward step by step.

As for Fuxi, he smiled lightly and continued on without making any answer.

Along the way, no matter how many people entered, it was all within Hongjun's calculations, and Zhuang Yuan would not interfere, as long as Nuwa's wife took good care of her.

"Hoo! It's finally out!"

Finally came out of the endless chaotic wind, Zhuang Yuan looked at it, and he saw the expected scene, the huge Zixiao Palace, located in the chaos, patterned the chaotic atmosphere of chaos, otherwise, everyone would not want to live .

"Three fellow Taoists have come from afar, please come in..."

In the doorway, two boys smiled slightly, they were less than one meter tall, they were Haotian and Yaochi, two boys and girls, waiting around Hongjun.

"It's work!"

Fuxi bowed slightly to show his respect for Hongjun.

The huge gate of Zixiao Palace opened, the chaotic air flow surged, and the boundless fairy light poured into the four directions, and a piece of sacred fairy music resounded throughout the Zixiao Palace, mighty and mighty.

Entering it, the dense spirit of the spirit floats around, and the vast space can accommodate thousands of people. It is worthy of being a square with three thousand people in the world.

In the front, there are six yellow futons, among which there are three people in the three futons at the front, they are Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Tong Tian, ​​who are transformed from the three pure gods, possess great innate merit and virtue, and have been elected to the holy position, no doubt of.

Among the three futons at the rear was the red-clothed and red-haired Patriarch Hongyun who stepped in before, with a kind face and kind eyes, as a good old man.

There is a person next to him, undoubtedly Kunpeng, with eagle eyes and sharp mouth, exuding a strange monster aura, so cold that he refuses people thousands of miles away.

Now there is the last futon left, and no one is seated. It is obvious that it is for Nuwa to keep more, and the old man Hongjun has a bad idea.

"Fellow Daoist, there is the last futon left, take a seat! I can stand with my brother!"

Nuwa smiled sweetly, like flowers and jade, so beautiful.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist...Please do it..." Fuxi also smiled.

The humility of the two brothers and sisters made Zhuang Yuan feel embarrassed, and he didn't dare to sit. This is the disciple of old man Hongjun from the mainland, how dare he sit in one?

"No, ladies first, Nuwa, come and sit!" Zhuang Yuan stepped aside and gently pulled her to sit in it.

Nu Wa blushed and was very shy. She was too generous to accept Zhuang Yuan's love, sat cross-legged, and bowed slightly to the others to show respect.

"Under Hongyun, who are all fellow Daoists?" Hongyun, a good old man, said hello to everyone, expressing his pleasure to meet everyone.

"At Xiazhuangyuan."

"Nüwa!"

"Fuxi!"

Introduced one by one, no one expressed arrogance, because everyone is a strong Da Luo Jinxian.

After that, they entered Zixiao Palace one by one, including Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Ran Deng and others.

"Senior Brother, the two of us trekked through mountains and rivers, and we were exhausted all the way. I didn't expect to come in and sit down."

At this time, a fat man and a thin man from outside came in, like a wax man, with a yellow face and thin skin, and he was properly malnourished.

Chapter 736 Hongjun preaching, three thousand visitors

Thirty-three days away, on the Yujing Mountain, in the Zixiao Palace, there is a vast expanse, full of gods and demons.

The two people from the west, there is no doubt that it was Zhunti and the guide who came from the barren west, and they were exhausted all the way, which made them very tired.

It can be imagined that the prehistoric world is so big and the dimension is so high that even Da Luo Jinxian can't easily cross the prehistoric world.

"Haha... The two fellow daoists have worked hard all the way, and I have a place here."

The good old man Hongyun stood up, with a hospitable face, and personally gave up his seat, saying that it was a stall, and making friends was the right way.

People around all moved out to watch, three thousand people from the world of mortals arrived one after another. In comparison, the two people from the west were obviously the last to arrive.

"But... there are two of us, fellow daoist, please be polite..." Reception politely euphemistically.

"Yes, thank you fellow daoist..." Zhunti was also very polite.

In the prehistoric period at this moment, the world is dominated by Taoism, which is more polite. Unless the calamity comes, the world will be turned upside down, and the universe will be dim, causing the great gods from all walks of life to start a heinous battle, and they will never die.

"The show begins."

Zhuang Yuan simply came to a corner, looking for a place to watch the big show quietly.

really!

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, these two fellow Taoists have worked hard all the way, can't you step aside?"

Hong Yun turned her smiling eyes to Kunpeng next to him, who was full of kindness.

In the prehistoric times, Hong Yun's image of a good old man is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but it is shameful. He does good things, but uses others to take advantage of him. It is called "borrowing flowers to offer Buddha".

"Why don't I give it?" Kunpeng said with a gloomy face, full of displeasure.

No matter if you are a good person, if you want to pull yourself up, you will feel an inexplicable anger, use your position to help others, and let yourself stand to win more reputation.

"Kunpeng, didn't I see them working hard? It's just a place."

Hong Yun didn't take it seriously, and acted like a good person, but he didn't know that he touched the dissatisfaction of others.

"My fellow daoist, please let me go! Our senior brothers are exhausted, and we hope we can take a break. Thank you..."

Zhunti bowed slightly and climbed up the pole. Since someone gave way, naturally he would not waste the opportunity.

"you...."

Kunpeng's face was red and his face was full of displeasure. The people around him, the three thousand visitors from the world of mortals, looked over one by one, feeling a little bit helpless.

If he doesn't give in, it will inevitably give Kunpeng a bad reputation. It's just a position, which seems very stingy.

"Uh! Sit down..."

In the end, Kunpeng stood up with an angry face, walked to another corner and stood there, full of displeasure. This was the frontmost position, a chance to be appreciated by the saint.

"Fellow Daoist, thank you!"

The receptionist bowed, smiled all over his face, and sat down on his buttocks, feeling a sense of relief and comfort.

"Thank you fellow daoist...haha..." Zhunti was even more proud, he went down and sat at the front when he came to the end.

Hong Yun thought she had done a good deed, and she was full of pride. Sitting next to her was Zhen Yuanzi, the two who were known as family friends, so naturally they would not hold anything back!

Everyone sighed for a while, and stopped threatening anything, including powerful people such as Di Jun and Dongfang Taiyi, who were all in Zixiao Palace, waiting quietly and honestly.

Zhuang Yuan looked around, three thousand people from the world of mortals, mighty and mighty, indeed the momentum was huge, worthy of the peak era of Taoism, talents came forth in large numbers, each of them was proud of themselves, as if they were the next saints.

"Master is here!"

In the doorway, two boys yelled, and the huge door was slowly closed, and the aura of the entire Zixiao Palace instantly became a hundred times stronger, so terrifying.

A ray of divine light broke through the illusion, like the most shining dao rhyme between heaven and earth, an old man appeared in the north of Zixiao Palace, the highest position.

Sitting north and facing south, the south is the king, eminent the majesty of the Taoist ancestor.

The old man has white beard and hair, a clean face, wearing a gray-black Taoist robe, with yin and yang in the front, and gossip in the back.

He looked around, and at a certain corner, he was slightly taken aback, shocked for a moment, and immediately withdrew his gaze.