Hong Huang: The first disciple of the Taiqing, the master of the Three Teachings

"No need, Uncle Nuwa."

"They are all low-level executors, and they don't know much."

"I have just interrogated all the useful information."

"Ah That's good."

Knowing that this group of people was useless, the Nuwa saint casually opened a space-time rift and sent the black-robed people to Chaos to "face the wall and think about their mistakes".

It is conceivable that.

These people in black robes are not even in the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

If you go to the chaotic void, you will either be assimilated into nothingness, or you will be swallowed up by heavenly demons, demons, or other alien creatures wandering in the chaos, and there will be absolutely no good end.

It is also because the karma accumulated in these black-robed people is too great, and they owe the prehistoric world, so they are damned.

If the Nuwa saint did this, instead of being recorded as a karma by the Dao of Heaven, he would only gain merit and be rewarded by the Dao of Heaven.

For several days in a row.

Xuanzhou followed Nuwa Saint, shuttled through countless big worlds and small worlds, and saved countless lives.

Legends such as "Salvation of the Virgin Mary", "Salvation of the World by God", "Day of Destruction and Apocalypse" have spread in all major worlds.

But this is no longer the focus of Xuan Zhou's attention.

In just a few days, he and Saint Nuwa destroyed no less than [-] blasting sites intended to destroy the world.

They even found out countless dirty rats and sent them to the death they had been longing for.

It's just that their afterlife is probably not going to be blissful.

Instead, they will be liquidated by the Dao of Heaven. First, they will have to suffer a lot in the underworld, and then they will be sent to the hell realm among the six realms to continue to suffer.

After these things were done, Xuan Zhou expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Saint Nuwa.

"Do you really not need my help in the future?" Saint Nuwa asked.

"This incident involves the Western religion. If Uncle Nuwa ends up, I'm afraid it will be too involved."

"If only my nephew and nephew are dealing with it, it will only be a duel between disciples."

"If the uncle is off, I'm afraid the two saint uncles will come."

Xuan Zhou reluctantly told Nuwa Saint.

Saint Nuwa was not afraid at all, and said disdainfully, "Do they dare to come?"

"Not to mention that there are three senior brothers Taiqing, Yuanshi, and Tongtian standing behind you."

"Just the red hydrangea, the Qiankun cauldron, and the seven treasure gourd vine in my hand are enough for them to eat a pot!"

Hearing that Uncle Nuwa's speech was very "dangerous", Xuan Zhou immediately persuaded her.

"Uncle, now is not the time to fight head-on!"

"You'd better watch the show quietly in Wa Palace, and just wait for my nephew and my performance."

"Watching a play again?" Nuwa sage muttered displeasedly, "I've been watching a play there for an indefinite amount of time!"

"Then let's talk about it first."

"If you need my help in the future, just come to Wa Palace to find me."

"Yeah, nephew must remember!"

Finally bid farewell to Saint Nuwa and sent her back to Wa Palace.

Immediately, Xuan Zhou received another telepathy from Lady Pingxin from the Underworld.

However, this time the induction was joyful.

"Xuan Zhou, the number of ghosts flocking to the underworld has begun to decrease!" After waiting for so many days, Empress Pingxin finally saw hope.

"Did you do anything over there?"

"Is there any place that needs to hire someone? I'll ask Niutou Mamian to find you immediately?" She asked with such concern.

"no, I'm fine."

"Niang Niang, you can just wait and watch the show in the underworld with peace of mind."

"Watching a play?"

"Hmm, yes."

Xuan Zhou told Empress Pingxin again what he had just said to Nuwa Saint.

Empress Pingxin didn't doubt that there was him, and she waited with complete peace of mind.

Then, Xuan Zhou tidied up his Taoist robes again.

First, he sacrificed the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda and placed it on top of his head to protect his whole body.

Then, an umbrella-shaped flag, the Hunyuan flag, was quietly placed next to the body, for use when it shrinks to an inch at any time.

And then.

Summoning Qingxuan, the clone of the evil corpse, and temporarily merging it back into his own body, greatly enhanced his cultivation and strength.

After a series of operations like this, he was finally ready.

Followed by.

Using his magic power, he brought a pure white cloud with excellent appearance from the surrounding sky, and stepped on it.

The imperial envoy Xiangyun.

All the way west!

"Western religion, are you ready?"

......

Shouyang Mountain.

Eight Views Palace.

The Taiqing sage walked out of the palace gate very rarely.

He who hadn't gone out for many years actually chose to go out this day and was going down the mountain.

Before leaving, he called Master Xuandu and told him, "No matter what happens outside, you must not go down the mountain."

"There is a large guard formation that I set up on the mountain, which cannot be broken without a saint."

"As long as you stay on the mountain, you will be safe and sound."

"Okay, Master!"

Master Xuandu did not dare to disobey orders, nor would he disobey orders.

He had no intention of going out, so he naturally stayed on the mountain and practiced in seclusion.

However, what he didn't understand was, why did Shizun go out this time?

"Master, what happened outside?" Master Xuandu asked suspiciously.

"Oh, it's nothing serious."

"It's your elder brother Xuan Zhou who wants to do something."

"As a teacher, I was afraid that his strength would be weak and he would be easily bullied, so I followed him to have a look."

what?

Brother Xuan Zhou is in the mid-stage quasi-sage, and his strength is still weak?

Even the first saint, Taiqing Saint, should follow him to protect him?

What's the background on the other side?

Could it be an extraterrestrial demon!

For a moment, infinite guesses appeared in Master Xuandu's mind.

But then, he got a flick of the finger on his head.

"Don't make wild guesses, go back." The Taiqing sage retracted his fingers with a smile, and said.

"Follow your orders, Master."

Kunlun Mountains.

Jade Palace.

The Yuanshi sage called all the twelve golden immortals and told them.

"Let's go out for the teacher, you guys take good care of the mountain gate."

"If I come back and see something wrong with the mountain gate, or if you don't practice well, you will know the consequences."

"Yes, Master!"

The Twelve Golden Immortals headed by Guang Chengzi suddenly felt tense and responded immediately.

They knew the punishment methods of Yuanshi Saint.

Every time they are lazy and don't want to cultivate, or do something that violates the rules and regulations, they will definitely be punished.

Don't even think about moving properly for ten or eight years.

This is just the lowest level of means.

In short, in elaborating teachings, observing the precepts and order is the most important thing.

After the Yuanshi sage left, the Twelve Golden Immortals looked out of the mountain and couldn't help discussing it.

"You said, why did Master go out for no reason?" Daoist Yuding asked, starting a conversation.

"Maybe he wants to recruit new disciples just like Uncle Tongtian?" Daoist Taiyi was the first to follow and raised a guess.

"Really? We've been the only ones for so many years?" Qingxu Daodezhen Jun denied his thoughts, and said, "Could it be that something big is going to happen outside?"

"For example, the meeting between the saints?" Real Huang Long looked forward to it all of a sudden.

"Hey, Master, he has great supernatural powers. Anything is possible. How can we guess like this?" Chi Jingzi shook his head and said.

"Don't even think about it, listen to Master's words, practice hard, and guard the mountain gate."

In the end, Guang Chengzi, the major disciple of the Interpretation of Education, came out and said something, which ended their wild speculation.

And on the other side.

East China Sea, Jinao Island.

The same thing happened in Jiejiao.

The Tongtian sage took the direct disciples of Daoist Duobao, Our Lady of Wudang, Our Lady of Jinling, and Our Lady of Guiling, as well as seven attendants, as well as the four chiefs of the outer sect Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao. Called to the front.

After admonishing him to practice well and not to cause trouble, he got up and left Biyou Palace, saying that he was going to travel outside.

His approach is actually not surprising in the eyes of many disciples of Jiejiao.

After all, among so many disciples of Jiejiao, apart from some who came to worship on their own initiative, a large part of them were recruited by the sage Tongtian when he was traveling outside.

But this time.

Duobaodao's character has a slightly different meaning.

"When Master left just now, his face was not as relaxed as before."

"And the strength with which he grasped the Qingping sword was also tighter than ever before, as if he was ready to fight at any time?"

"Senior Brother Duobao, could it be that you are thinking too much?" The Holy Mother of Wudang blinked her big eyes and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, senior brother..."

"I feel that Master just went out in a very ordinary way, and is going to come back in a very ordinary way."

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, who has wanted to be an ordinary giant tortoise all her life and grow up steadily, asked this question.

"Oh, forget it."

"I won't talk to you about this anymore."

Daoist Duobao waved his hand to signal everyone to disperse: "Remember to practice hard."