In Honghuang, every day is a Shura field

At first, Hongjun thought that his request would definitely be rejected by Nianqiu.

After all, Nianqiu has many suitors, such as Yuanshi Tianzun, Luohu, Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun... There are various types. Although he is a bit stronger in terms of identity, this advantage is not absolute.

Even Hongjun himself is not the strongest woman in the world that he likes, so how can he ask Nian Qiu to like the strongest man in the world?

What's more, if this kind of double standard is really shown, Nian Qiu is probably the first one to object, and immediately stays away from Zixiao Palace, never seeing him again.

Hongjun is ready for a long-term struggle. Anyway, for saints like them, time is the least valuable thing.

But Hongjun didn't expect that Nian Qiu actually agreed, and he was so straightforward!

What's going on today, is it a wonderful day?

After confirming the truth, Hongjun's first thought was - quickly decide on the name.

After he was sanctified, he could predict what would happen in a short period of time in the future, so he knew how important the status was, so Hongjun said directly: "When will we get married?"

Nian Qiu: "???"

These two words woke up the dizzy Nianqiu, she looked at Hongjun in a daze: "Why did you jump up here all of a sudden?"

Hongjun tucked his hands into his sleeves reservedly——although this classic Northeast look is a bit against Hongjun's body, but looking at Nianqiu's appearance, Hongjun is afraid that when he can't help but reach out and want to pinch her It will scare people—then look at Nian Qiu and say, "You just promised me."

Nian Qiu: "..." She suddenly had a bad feeling, and asked cautiously, "What did I promise you?"

Hongjun: "Promise me, try with me."

Nian Qiu let out a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay, I just agreed to give it a try, and didn't sell myself directly.

But Hongjun's attitude... Nianqiu was a little uncertain, why did he look as if he agreed to his marriage proposal.

But they haven't talked about it at all!

Hongjun was a little regretful that it would be a troublesome thing not to take the opportunity to give the title.

But it doesn't matter, the time is still long, the days are still far away, as long as people come to him, don't even think about running away.

Thinking of this, Hongjun couldn't wait to take Nianqiu out for a walk and swear his sovereignty.

Just at this time, there were a few unlucky people outside—Kong Xuan was one, and so were his six apprentices.

But Hongjun knew that if he said that directly, Nianqiu would definitely not agree, so he thought for a while and said, "Do you know the meaning of Liu's futon today?"

I really know this autumn.

"Should it be the seat of a saint?"

Hong Jun said: "That's right, each of the six futons contains the primordial purple qi that I refined. Only those who have the primordial purple qi can attain Taoism and sanctification. Those who don't have... almost no way to become sanctified."

Nian Qiu nodded, she also knew this, so from the beginning she didn't have the dream of being a saint, she just needs to be a big Luo Jinxian, it's enough to walk in the prehistoric wilderness and no one will mess with it.

Seeing this, Hongjun turned his hand, and a very beautiful misty purple gas appeared on the palm of his hand, which seemed to be flowing like water, and it looked full of mystery.

Nian Qiu held his breath and looked at it for a long time before asking: "This...is this?"

Hongjun said: "Prime Purple Qi. I collected seven at that time, and there is one left for you."

I have to say that Hongjun's handwriting is really big.And Nian Qiu believes that, except for Hongjun, no one in the whole Honghuang can give Hongmeng Ziqi to others so easily.

This gift is really too big for Nian Qiu to accept, and he dare not accept it.

Moreover, the six people sitting on the futon this time are different from what Nian Qiu learned. The original Western Ersheng didn't even have a futon, but was snatched away by Kunpeng and Di Jun. Can the Western religion still develop?

As a latecomer, Nian Qiu is well aware of the power of a butterfly flapping its wings in history, so it must be cautious no matter what.If there is no saint in the West, then...

"This majestic purple energy, let Zhun mention and guide it." Nian Qiu said, "It's useless here."

Hongjun was even more surprised.

No one can reject the majestic purple energy, except those who have already been sanctified.But Nianqiu is just a golden fairy now, and he is far away from becoming a saint, so he can refuse such a temptation, which really makes Hongjun look at him with admiration.

"You really don't want it?" Hongjun asked.

Nian Qiu shook his head.As a person born in the petty bourgeoisie, she doesn't have any particularly high requirements for where she can go in the future. It is of course better to go high, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't go high.

And even if you have the Primordial Purple Qi, you may not be able to become an immortal. As a result, you can see that Hongyun Patriarch, who also got the Primordial Purple Qi, was snatched by Kunpeng in the end, and Kunpeng did not become a saint.

In the end, the whereabouts of this cloud of primordial purple energy is also unknown, and it is unknown where it went.

Therefore, it is better not to pin your hopes on the Primordial Purple Qi.

With admiration in his eyes, Hongjun put away the purple energy and said, "Okay, I will follow your orders and give this mass of primordial purple energy to Zhunti to pick up and guide my senior brothers."

Nian Qiu: "..." It's really flattering to listen to you...

Is she so important?

Hongjun was about to say something, but his face suddenly changed: "So fast?"

Nian Qiu froze for a moment: "What's so fast? What happened?"

Hongjun said: "Something happened to Zulong."

"Zulong?" Nian Qiu is no stranger to this name, nor to this person.After Yuanfeng's cry of blood fell on Fengpo, Zulong and Shiqilin once went to Zixiao Palace together, and begged Hongjun to give them a solution to avoid the fate of the Phoenix clan.

But at that time, Hongjun said that his destiny was fixed, and he had nothing to do, so the two had to leave.

Looking at Zulong at that time in Nianqiu, he was full of vigor, even if he was begging for help, he was full of arrogance... Ah no, it was the energy of a dragon that overturned so quickly?

"What happened to him?" Nian Qiu asked curiously.

Hongjun glanced at her: "Do you want to go and see?"

Nian Qiu nodded: "Yes."

Hongjun: "I'll take you there." As he spoke, he grabbed Nian Qiu's hand, and disappeared into the room in an instant through space transfer.

Nian Qiu felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he was already in a cave.

Inside the cave, there are gusty winds and cool air, even the gods feel quite uncomfortable here.

Nian Qiu flinched, grabbed Hongjun's sleeves, and asked cautiously, "Where is this?"

Hongjun glanced at her hand, and said with a satisfied attitude: "Buzhou Mountain, Longquan Cave."

"Longquan Cave?" Nian Qiu repeated, isn't this place where Zulong was last suppressed?How could it be so gloomy?

Hongjun said: "No one wants to be trapped in one place for the rest of their lives and cannot go out. It is too lonely and cruel. Zulong has been suppressed here. Knowing his fate, he will inevitably feel..."

Be sad.

Hongjun didn't intend to say the latter word, after all, it was Zulong's own fault.

In the early days of the creation of the world, the three clans got along very harmoniously. Later, Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shi Qilin had conflicts. At first, they were small fights in the circle of three people, and later they brought friends. , and later dragged the family...

The result of the final evolution is that it became a melee among the three clans, and most of the creatures in the prehistoric region were pulled into the water, causing frequent natural disasters and annoying the heavens. The matter of the prehistoric three clans being rectified.

Originally, Hongjun thought that Zulong and Shiqilin could last about ten thousand years.He didn't expect that they would lose so quickly. He had just finished his first sermon, and none of his disciples even got it.

Nian Qiu: "That's easy, why don't we just get him a TV?"

Hongjun: "...TV?" What kind of novelty is this?

Nian Qiu patted his chest: "Yes, the TV. But they have disturbed the prehistoric world for so many years, and they will always be punished. Let's arrange it later."

These words sound very magnificent, but in fact, it is only Nianqiu who thinks about it. Even if there is a TV these days, it is just a large iron lump - where there is no signal, the TV is not as practical as the iron lump!

Hongjun had no objections. In fact, he felt that as long as Nianqiu didn't screw up the way of heaven, he didn't have any objections.

"Want to go in and have a look?" Hongjun asked.

Zu Long's mood may not be very good, he originally just wanted Nian Qiu to take a look here, and didn't intend to let her in, but after hearing what she said just now, Hongjun felt that maybe it would be okay to let her in, and it could comfort her. Take a look at Zulong's emotions.

Nian Qiu nodded: "Okay."

Go in and go in.

Hongjun took Nianqiu for a long, detoured way. Judging from the parallel straight-line distance, Nianqiu thought that he had reached a deep place inside Buzhou Mountain. It was probably half of it. At this time, she finally saw Zulong.

Different from the human figure seen before, this time the Zulong is in the shape of a dragon. Its huge body almost fills the entire cave. Nian Qiu can't even estimate how big the cave that accommodates his body is.

But fortunately, his head is facing him, the huge dragon head reveals every inch of Zulong's emotions, no one can hide it, even the tear in the corner of his eye...

What falls is a basin of water.

Nian Qiu almost felt Zulong's regret deeply.

"Saint." Zulong didn't take Nianqiu seriously for the second time, just looked at Hongjun and said, "Now I invite myself to enter Longquan Cave, and I will never come out. For our Dragon Clan, can heaven let it go?"

Hongjun said lightly: "It seems that it is nothing now, but if you continue like this, it is estimated that soon, the disaster of the Dragon Clan will come again."

Longquan Cave suddenly started to shake violently, small rocks on the mountain wall rolled down, and some even almost hit Nian Qiu's head.

Zulong can no longer move, and the most impact is only here.But even so, Hongjun's expression sank, and he exerted great pressure on Zulong, making him unable to move.

When Zu Long found out, he was angry but didn't dare to say anything. He just looked at Hongjun, hoping that he could remove the oppression.

Hongjun didn't bother to talk to him, he just looked at Nian Qiu and asked, "How, have you been hurt?"

After all, Nianqiu is also a golden fairy, how can she be so fragile, she wants to answer Hongjun that she is fine, but being looked at with such concern by these eyes...

grass!I'm speechless!

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The last word, I am really afraid of being harmonized...