Hong Huang: Qing Lian Taoist

Qinglian waited in Pangu Temple for a thousand years. After a thousand years, the twelve ancestor witches all transformed. Each of them was extremely powerful, and their physical cultivation had reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian. Perhaps it was because of their practice of Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong that the twelve ancestor witches were astonishingly a thousand feet tall. You should know that Qinglian's physical body was extremely strong. When he was in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, his physical body only reached eight hundred feet. It was worthy of his bloodline of Pangu that his physical strength was indeed strong. But his soul cultivation had just reached the initial stage of Taiyi Jinxian. Even the soul cultivation of the ancestor witch of earth - Hou Tu had only reached the peak stage of Taiyi Jinxian. In Qinglian's words, it was better not to mention it.

However, the ones who suffered the most were the two big brothers, Gonggong, the ancestor of water, and Zhurong, the ancestor of fire. They had been beaten countless times by Qinglian since they transformed. At this moment, the two were still staring at two huge dark circles under their eyes. Their eyes were rolling around, and they couldn't help but look at each other. When they were about to say something, they saw that the other ten ancestor witches instantly kept a certain distance from them, as if they were afraid of being implicated by them.

"Okay, stop playing around, come here and sit cross-legged!"

Qinglian looked at Zhurong and Gonggong, two funny guys, and couldn't help but think, these two guys whose brains are all muscles, in today's words, are two old men, how could they have nothing to do but bang their heads against Mount Buzhou? No, they still have to beat them. Qinglian was more determined in his inner thoughts at this moment.

At this moment, the twelve ancestor witches were sitting cross-legged facing Qinglian. Their huge bodies were like small hills. Fortunately, the space in Pangu Temple was large enough. At this moment, the huge bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches only occupied a corner of Pangu Temple.

Qinglian just waved his hand, and twelve balls of light instantly entered the sea of ​​​​primordial spirits of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. It was the Chaos Green Lotus Sutra - Primordial Spirit Chapter. One must know that the Chaos Green Lotus Sutra itself is extremely powerful and belongs to the Chaos-level skills, which covers everything. Qinglian was too lazy to teach them bit by bit, otherwise, with the brains of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they might not be able to remember it even if they were given ten thousand years. It's not that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are stupid, but that the Chaos Green Lotus Sutra is too mysterious. If it does not act directly on the soul, no one can remember it even if Qinglian recited it countless times.

When the Chaos Green Lotus Sutra - The Soul Chapter entered the Twelve Ancestral Witches' sea of ​​souls, the Twelve Ancestral Witches fell into a deep sleep. During the Twelve Ancestral Witches' sleep, the Chaos Green Lotus Sutra - The Soul Chapter kept running, from slow to fast. With the running of the technique, the pitifully small sea of ​​souls of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was growing little by little. Even the soul that was affected by the evil spirit of the Creation of the Sky was recovering little by little. It should not take long for it to recover completely. By then, I wonder how powerful it will be.

Qinglian looked at the twelve ancient witches in front of him and couldn't help but reveal a satisfied expression.

"Brother, don't worry. With me here, no one can plot against these little guys!"

After Qinglian finished all this, he no longer paid attention to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. However, what Qinglian did not notice was that as the Twelve Ancestral Witches transformed, the heart of Pangu in the center of the hall actually beat slightly faster.

boom!

A loud noise came from Qinglian's ears, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

"Where is this? Am I not in Pangu Palace?"

At this moment, Qinglian saw a gray area in front of him, and endless chaotic energy was floating in this world. It was like returning to the chaotic world. Qinglian only felt as if someone was calling him in front, and he kept moving forward.

"Big brother?"

At this time, a giant appeared in front of Qinglian. It was Pangu. Pangu was looking at Qinglian at this moment.

"Second brother, you are here!"

"Brother, are you still alive?" Qinglian asked in disbelief.

"Second brother, this is just my consciousness. I have already perished in the calamity of creation!" Pangu's consciousness said.

"Brother, what is going on?" Qinglian was clearly in Pangu Temple just now, but now he appeared here.

"Second brother, this is my consciousness space. I sensed it the moment you entered Pangu Palace. However, those twelve little guys had reached the critical moment of transformation, so I didn't see you immediately." Pangu consciousness said.

It turned out that the feeling Qinglian had in front of Pangu Temple was really Pangu's call. However, Qinglian was even more confused at this moment. It was obvious that Pangu's consciousness could sense her, so why didn't she find Pangu Temple the last time she came to Buzhou Mountain?

"Brother, why didn't I find Pangu Temple last time?" Qinglian asked his question.

"Hey! This is a long story. When you first came to Buzhou Mountain, I sensed you, but the Pangu Temple was deliberately sealed up by someone, and even I couldn't break through that person's seal!"

Pangu consciousness explained.

"I know you have many questions. I can't tell you now. You just need to know that the prehistoric world is not as simple as you think!" Pangu's consciousness continued.

"Brother, are there other forces in the prehistoric world?" Qinglian asked the question at the moment.

"You have to explore it yourself. This is all I can say. Well, my consciousness is about to dissipate. You should absorb the chaotic energy in this space!"

Pangu disappeared after he finished speaking.

Qinglian in Pangu Temple opened his eyes instantly, and saw a small bead in Qinglian's hand. The chaotic energy inside the bead was extremely dense. A wisp of chaotic energy can be transformed into ten chaotic spiritual energy, but at this moment, the chaotic energy in Qinglian's hand actually reached tens of millions, which was enough for Qinglian's physical cultivation to be promoted to the peak realm of Hunyuan Jinxian.

However, at this moment Qinglian was not paying attention to the chaotic energy in his hand, but continued to speak to Pangu.

"Whether it is what I saw in the long river of destiny, or the experiences of Shen Ni, Zulong and others, plus what Pangu said just now, it seems that there really is a force in the prehistoric world that I don't know about. It can't be the Heavenly Dao. Although Qinglian doesn't know the specific strength of the Heavenly Dao, from the previous contact, the strength of the Heavenly Dao should not exceed the early stage of Hunyuan Wuji Jinxian." Qinglian kept thinking in his heart.

Qinglian first ruled out those old guys. It was not because Qinglian looked down on them, but even if he gave them another hundred Yuanhui, those old guys would not have the strength to do it.

"But now that we've surfaced, let's have some fun and see who's stronger!"

Qinglian couldn't help but think.

"Master, Pangu's consciousness just awakened!"

In a hall somewhere in the chaotic space, a dark shadow was speaking to the center of the hall, but there was no one in the center of the hall.

"It's okay, it's just a consciousness, don't worry about it!"

However, after the black shadow finished speaking, only a voice was heard from the hall, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman just by listening to the voice.

"Qinglian is already suspicious, how to deal with it!" the black shadow continued.

"No need to deal with it, a mere Primordial Golden Immortal can't cause much trouble!"

After the voice fell, the entire hall disappeared into the chaotic space.