Prehistoric: Eliminate impurities and let the ancestral witches return to their ancestral Pangu

Chapter 116 Nuwa's Good Meeting, Raising Her Eyebrows and Tongtian Meeting

Hongjun's voice sounded like a rolling divine thunder, reaching the ears of every prehistoric creature, inspiring people's hearts.

Especially the three thousand mortal guests of Zixiao Palace were all overjoyed when they learned that Hongjun made an exception and opened up a void passage for them to go directly to Zixiao Palace.

In this way, they saved a long journey, not to mention the risk of being swallowed by the chaotic wind field, and quickly arrived at Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon!

Save time and effort!

"Sure enough, Master Daozu is merciful and caring about the safety of all living beings in the prehistoric desolate world, so he didn't bother to compete with the mysterious strong man on Buzhou Mountain!"

"With this kind of heart alone, the saint Hongjun is worthy of the name of the ancestor of the great desolation! Touched!"

"Nowadays, Nuwa is missing for the seat of the six saint futons, and the other three thousand Zixiaoke may have a chance to try it!"

"That's a chance to become a saint! Nuwa made a mistake of [-] million!!"

"Hmph, let alone the opportunity to become a saint in the Zixiao Palace, but why I want to be a maid for someone else. Fellow Daoist Nuwa has fallen!"

"Sooner or later she will regret it!"

The world here suddenly boiled again, and the sky was full of noise.

Among them, some caring people looked preoccupied, and they all looked awe-inspiring when they learned from Hongjun that there was a hint of the imminent secret.

Quietly, it made people panic!

Su Ming shook his head and smiled dumbly about the steps that Hongjun had found for him, but he didn't say much, and he didn't even bother to pay attention.

If you are afraid, you are afraid, and you still have such a high-sounding appearance, taking the opportunity to harvest a wave of prehistoric people's beliefs?

In terms of scheming the city, it has to be Hongjun, an old bastard!

If it wasn't for Hongjun's fast enough running this time, and the protection range of Hunyuangeng's golden sword array is limited to the vicinity of the peak of Buzhou Mountain, if not...

Hongjun is bound to be in bad luck!

Anyway.

This time, the beam was completely forged, so a big karma was established with Hongjun.

how to say……

This is tantamount to—

Woke up in the morning and took a sip of 10-year-old rabbit milk...

By the way, I caught a rabbit to make spicy rabbit head...

Stripped the blue silver grass in front of the house...

Stealing the fiancée of a good-for-nothing boy...

Cut a willow tree for firewood...

Another little bit of animal milk was snatched...

To plunder the luck of the Great Zhou Dynasty...

In the end, a little girl's mask was snatched...

All kinds of karma added to the body will be even more serious!

If it were other traversers, I am afraid that they would have escaped from the prehistoric world with the system.

But Su Ming relied on the supreme Hunyuan formation, but he was not afraid at all.

As long as he doesn't go out of the protective range of the big formation, let alone Hongjun joins the Dao, even if the Dao of Heaven comes in person, there is nothing he can do!

Concentrating all kinds of messy thoughts, I saw Su Ming waved his big hand, and then disappeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain with Nuwa and returned to Tianhun Hall.

"Nuwa's sincerity is believed to be seen by the seniors. The world can learn from it. I also hope that the seniors will agree to accept me as a maid!"

As soon as she returned to Tianhun Temple, Nuwa bowed her head and said sincerely.

Perhaps the prehistoric beings are ignorant and do not know the truth.

But Nu Wa knew it very well in her heart.

After this battle, the strength of the senior is definitely far above Hongjun!

No, the senior didn't even make a real move, so he frightened Hongjun back with just a single sword intent.

Senior is worthy of being a great saint!

Among the seniors, the Hunyuan saint is like ants and dust!

It was also because of this incident that Nuwa could see Hongjun's face clearly.

After all, if you are afraid, you are afraid, and you still say such high-sounding words to confuse ignorant sentient beings.

Can't afford to lose!

Just for this point alone, Nu Wa is not in vain to be so firm, she resolutely chooses to stand by Su Ming in front of all sentient beings.

It was also because of Nuwa's determination that Su Ming was moved.

"Have you thought about it clearly, are you really willing to give up the opportunity of becoming a saint in Zixiao Palace and come to be my maid?"

No, Su Ming asked like this, looking at the beautiful fairy kneeling under him, and smiled lightly.

"Thanks to the seniors who don't dislike it, Nuwa is willing!"

Nuwa didn't even think about it, so she said firmly.

In her opinion, being able to be by the side of a Daoist sage all the time is already a supreme opportunity!

Far better than any opportunity to become a saint in Zixiao Palace!

Seeing this, Su Ming nodded lightly, expressing his satisfaction and acquiescence.

The next moment, before he could speak, a look of joy appeared on Nuwa's delicate and beautiful face, and her heart couldn't stop jumping for joy.

From now on, she is a senior!

Since you are a maid, you should have the attitude of a maid.

Gradually, as Nuwa's thoughts drifted, a blush quietly appeared on her fair, pink and pretty face.

Lifting her slender jade hand, her slender jade fingers brushed across Su Ming's robe...

It is necessary to discuss with it.

In an instant, Su Ming felt a sense of warmth and warmth wrapped around him, making him very comfortable and comfortable.

Nuwa is so good!

At the same time, Zu Wu Di Jiang had also returned to the prehistoric world, and immediately kowtowed to the majestic Buzhou Mountain, as if thanking Su Ming for rescuing the crisis of the Wu Clan, and then quickly turned back to the ancestral land of the Wu Clan.

Seeing that all the ancestral witches were safe and sound, the ancestral witch Di Jiang was relieved, and immediately held the Wu Clan Sacrifice Ceremony, announcing to the prehistoric heavens and thousands of tribes that Su Ming was the holy father of the Wu Clan!

"From today onwards, Senior is the holy father of our clan!"

"Blessed by the Holy Father, the witch clan will prosper forever and be immortal!"

"Senior mighty!"

"Holy Father is mighty!"

In an instant, the ancestral land of the Wu clan resounded with the sound of mountains and tsunami, billowing to the sky, telling the world.

Such movement, the momentum is extremely huge, and it has caused countless prehistoric creatures to feel ashamed.

The Wu Clan was protected by the peerless power on Mount Buzhou. From now on, they will dominate the prehistoric world for hundreds of millions of years, and their status will never be shaken!

"Holy Father of the Witch Clan!? This Emperor Jiang..."

"Nuwa, take it easy and be careful not to hurt yourself!"

The movement from the ancestral land of the Wu clan reached the ashram on the top of Buzhou Mountain. Su Ming, who was enjoying the comfort, was startled for a moment, and immediately didn't bother to pay attention to it.

And this news quickly spread to Chaos Zixiao Palace and was known by Hongjun.

At this time, the listeners in Zixiao Palace were bustling with each other, and it was almost time to come.

However, Hongjun's face was extremely gloomy. Seeing that the three sermons were about to be completed, he couldn't be happy at all.

Not to mention how the mastermind who raised his eyebrows cultivated such a monstrous chess piece as Su Ming.

Nowadays, Nuwa doesn't come to listen to the Tao, but devotes herself to the Taoism of Buzhou Mountain and lets others play chess. How should he plan the prehistoric future?

After pondering for a long time, Hongjun gradually felt relieved.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to accept Nu Wa as a Taoist disciple in advance!

With the existence of this cause and effect, Nuwa will still have a huge share in the merits of making people holy in the future!

What's more, Hongjun is also in charge of the Qiankun cauldron needed to create a human being, and the red hydrangea used by Nuwa to testify the heavenly marriage. With these two magic weapons... he boasts that he can still make some plans!

unless……

Unless Nuwa cuts off this cause and effect!

Otherwise, the merits of becoming a saint will still belong to Hongjun!

As for the holy seat futon that Nuwa vacated, Hongjun had already arranged it.

No, at this time two boys walked in from outside Zixiao Palace, they were Haotian and Yaochi.

They carried Fuxi who had fainted from anger, put it on the futon that originally belonged to Nuwa, and retreated under orders.

As for what Hongjun wanted, no one could guess at all, which made those three thousand Zixiao guests who had coveted Nuwa's sanctuary futon before all sigh and feel a sense of loss.

It's still the same sentence, now that there are many strange things in the prehistoric world, the ancestor who raises his eyebrows wants to step in and play the prehistoric chess game.

For the current plan, the only way to speed up the progress of the three sermons and get together as soon as possible is to mobilize a little power of the heavenly way and set things right!

With this in mind, Hongjun's eyes of a saint were cold and indifferent, and he scanned the Zixiao Palace below, and was about to start preaching.

But suddenly found out...

Why is the Holy Throne futon that originally belonged to Tongtian empty now? ! !

Looking at Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi on both sides of the futon, they were burying their heads at this moment, trembling with trepidation and uneasy in their hearts.

From the beginning to the end, I dare not say a word!

"What!? Tongtian's traitor...doesn't come to listen to the sermon either?!!"

Counting with his fingers, Hongjun knew the mystery. At first he thought he had made a mistake, but after some questioning, after learning about the situation from Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi, his expression suddenly changed!

There is another one missing for the position of the Six Saints of Taoism! ! !

At this time, Tongtian's figure had already appeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Just when he was preparing to see Su Ming with a nervous and expectant mood.

But just happened to meet the space demon god Yangmei Patriarch who just arrived!

The two bumped into each other, and looked at each other in astonishment.

And, bewildered!

Chapter 117 Nuwa's Behavior of Mystery Shocked the Heavens

Outside the Hunyuan Geng Golden Sword Formation.

Eyebrows raised, Tong Tian met each other.

The purpose of the former's visit to the peak of Buzhou Mountain is nothing more than to explore the secrets of Buzhou Mountain, and to know who is the divine power that bestowed Zu Wudijiang with all kinds of heaven-defying opportunities.

And the latter, Tongtian...is the avenue of the supreme sword that I have longed for for a long time, but can't find it, so I come here especially for the name!

Only now, Tongtian is even more curious about...

Rumor has it that the most mysterious space demon god in the prehistoric world was reincarnated and rebuilt his powers. Why did the ancestor raise his eyebrows?

Few people knew about the origin of ancestor Yangmei's heel, but...Tongtian was able to determine the identity of the other party by relying on the true meaning of the law of space diffused by the other party, as well as the unfathomable fluctuation of Hunyuan Da Luo's breath.

"Could it be that Patriarch Yangmei also came here for fame, and came to Buzhou Mountain to seek Taoism?"

After thinking for a moment, Tong Tian muttered, in addition to being surprised, he was also very surprised.

Even Patriarch Yangmei, such a peerless power, did not hesitate to condescend to come to seek Taoism.

In this way, the senior who lives in seclusion on Buzhou Mountain must have something!

I hope this time, this trip will not be in vain, and I will seek the way of the supreme sword!