In Honghuang, every day is a Shura field

After returning to Zixiao Palace, Hongjun became the best teacher. He patiently taught Nianqiu everything he should know in Honghuang, which made the people who cultivated immortals relying on intuition in the beginning very angry.

Why didn't you say it earlier!You watched me become a fairy!

Facing the angry Nian Qiu, Hongjun smiled and said nothing.

Just kidding, if you said it, how could you come back obediently?

3000 years passed quickly during this teaching process, and Hongjun's second lecture began again.

All the people who have been here before have come this time, and those who have not been here before, after the promotion of the people who came last time, they all came this time. For example, the twelve ancestor witches of the Wu clan only came We have lost a backland, but now all the members are gathered together, and no one will be left behind.

Nian Qiu thought they should have a sense of crisis. After all, the Wu Clan already had two saints in reserve, but they didn't have any. If they couldn't find a sense of security from Hongjun, then they didn't know what to do.

After all, at this time, Shi Qilin also entrusted his son Sibuxiang to Yuanshi Tianzun, leaving behind the great wish of "when the Qilin haunts, there must be auspiciousness", and after obtaining the merits of the heavenly way, after Qilin regained its vitality, he became an incarnation in Kunlun Mountain Qilin Cliff.

So far, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn, the three once powerful races, have withdrawn from the prehistoric stage.

Now those who are active in the prehistoric world have changed from these three clans to the two lich clans.

Originally, the two clans were considered to be evenly matched, but now because the monster clan has Emperor Jun and Nuwa, the arrogance is much more arrogant, even worse than the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn back then.

The Wu people are now the kind of people with their tails between their legs, and they look very pitiful.

Originally they were Pangu's remnants, they were formed by Pangu's flesh and blood, and they always looked down on the Yaozu, but now...

Di Jiang, the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, seems to be very low-key now, following behind his sister Houtu all the time, regardless of the surging witch power on his body, he thought he was some unknown little follower of Houtu.

The 3000-year lecture passed quickly, and at the end, Hongjun named the quasi-said Taoist and the guiding Taoist.

The Taoist Zhunti and the Taoist guide looked at each other, feeling very excited.

Could it be that this time's obedience and obedience finally moved Hongjun?

"The disciple is here!"

Hongjun said: "In the past, I fought against the demon ancestor Luohu in the west, and I damaged the spiritual veins of the west. Now I will compensate you two for a cloud of majestic purple energy. You wait and take it away."

After finishing speaking, the primordial purple qi that was rejected by Nianqiu appeared in Hongjun's palm, and then slowly floated towards the Zhunti Taoist and the guiding Taoist.

Of course, the other people present were also very jealous.

This is the Primordial Purple Qi!If no one knew what it was useful at the beginning, after Hongjun gave lectures twice, they would know it anyway.

This is an essential thing that can make a person holy. In the futon of Hongjun's six disciples, there is Hongmeng Ziqi!

Envious, jealous, and resentful eyes watching the play instantly turned to the two senior brothers, but the two senior brothers were also entangled.

what to doWho will take this sanctification quota?

Is it the brother who is humble, or the brother who is sacrificed?

This is a question, and it is a question that can make people tangled up for a long time, and it can even make brothers and sisters turn against each other.

Hongjun didn't have the patience to wait for them, he still wanted to continue discussing with Nianqiu about one hundred ways to eat okra after class.

"I haven't accepted it for a long time, do you want it?"

Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin didn't dare to argue anymore, and said hastily: "Don't dare, thank you saint."

Taoist Zhunti was fast, and immediately put away the primordial purple energy first, then looked at the Taoist who led him and said with a smile: "Brother, I will put it away first, and we will discuss how to distribute it later, there are so many people now..."

Taoist Jieyin held his breath in his heart, but he couldn't say anything - it's better to take advantage of his junior brother than to take advantage of other people.Moreover, there is the primordial purple energy, the six people who were accepted by Hongjun as apprentices have not yet been sanctified, and there is a cloud of primordial purple energy on my side, it is hard to say whether they can be sanctified, don't worry.

Of course, Hongjun didn't care how the two of them distributed the primordial purple qi. To him, the primordial purple qi was just a way for him to compensate the West. He just had to send it out and it would be over.

"This is the end of this lecture. I will see you in 3000 years." After finishing speaking, Hongjun waved his sleeve, and all the people were sent outside Zixiao Palace.

Except for Twelve Ancestral Witches and Nian Qiu.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch looked at the hall that was emptied in an instant, and was still a little dazed, not knowing what happened.

Nian Qiu was also stunned: "Why did you keep them?"

In her opinion, if Hongjun wants to stay, he is also keeping his own disciples. Why did he keep the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

But she was still very obedient and didn't ask, just listen at this time.

Hongjun always has his reasons.

Sure enough, Hongjun said after a while: "Are you all at a loss now?"

Di Jiang exchanged glances with his younger sister Houtu, and then knelt down in front of Hongjun: "I ask the sage for advice!"

Hongjun said lightly: "The opportunity to become a saint is the same, but you didn't come last time and missed the futon. You can't blame me."

Even if it is really to blame, it is a fool who said it at this time.Di Jiang was quite flexible, so of course he wouldn't say anything to offend Hongjun at this time.

He said: "I was so stupid, I missed the opportunity, and I hope the saint will save me."

Hongjun: "The way of heaven is eternal, and the two clans of Liches are very powerful. If they can be balanced, it will be fine. If not, they may be more harmful than the three clans of dragon, phoenix, and kylin."

A hint of surprise quickly flashed in Di Jiang's eyes, but he cleverly lowered his head so that no one could see it.

"The saint is right, there are already two quasi-sages in the Yaozu, if they are really allowed to..."

Hongjun corrected: "Not two, but three."

Di Jiang: "..."

"Kunpeng is also one of the monster clan after all."

Di Jiang: "..."

The panic in his heart is simply indescribable, but Di Jiang's performance is not bad. Although he is panicked, he has not lost his composure. Holy, first use the twelve gods and demons to crush them to death in the cradle.

In the end, it was Di Jiang who stabilized the emotions of the other ten people - Houtu was calmer than him - and said: "Please also ask the sage to save my Wuzu!"

Hongjun nodded: "It is necessary to save, but I am not the one who can save your witch clan."

Di Jiang wondered, "That's..."

Hongjun looked at Nianqiu who was watching from the sidelines.

Di Jiang quickly understood, turned around and knelt down towards Nian Qiu: "Please help the girl!"

Nian Qiu: "..." Wait a minute, what the hell?

She pointed to her nose in shock: "Who are you talking about? Me?"

Hongjun nodded: "Yes, it's you."

She glanced at the twelve ancestral witches who were kneeling together, trotted two steps quickly, avoided the direction where they were kneeling, ran to Hongjun and whispered, "Are you kidding me? What can I do? I'm not a saint." , can't beat Yuanshi, Dijun and Kunpeng."

Hongjun smiled lowly: "I didn't let you hit me."

Nian Qiu: "Then what do you want me to do?" Isn't Honghuang's main theme just about fighting?

The dragon, the phoenix, and the unicorn fight, the witch clan fights the monster clan, the Shang Dynasty fights against the Zhou Dynasty, and I will appear on the stage after you fight, it depends on who is more resistant to beating.

Hongjun shook his head and said, "Do you still remember when I told you that the opportunity for your progress is not far away?"

Nian Qiu nodded.

Hongjun said: "Although you created characters, it is a merit, but because you have created it and have not started to use it, so even if you have merit, it is still a minority, and it can only support you to cultivate to the Golden Immortal."

Nian Qiu seemed to understand something: "You mean..."

Hongjun nodded: "That's right, the Wu Clan has developed to the present, with a large number of people, and they don't have their own culture and writing. They are almost all drawing notes. If your writing can be promoted among the Wu Clan..."

That is really a great merit!After Nuwa recreated a human being, she herself...

Hey hey hey hey hey hey...

Thinking of the future with many merits and virtues, Nian Qiu couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing Nian Qiu like this, Di Jiang couldn't help feeling a little skeptical—can this person really help the Wu Clan stand up and not be bullied by the Monster Clan?

But no matter what, this person was recommended by Hongjun to them, and although Di Jiang was single, but his eyes were vicious, it could be seen that the relationship between Nianqiu and Hongjun was not ordinary, although it was not known to what extent. But one thing is certain.

If Nian Qiu was on the boat of the Wu Clan, even if the Yao Clan wanted to confront the Wu Clan, for Nian Qiu's sake, Hong Jun would never stand by.

Saints don't touch karma, so even if the witches don't repay them, they don't need to have any psychological pressure.

"Miss, please help the Wu Clan!" Di Jiang bowed down again bluntly, his head cracked, and Nian Qiu felt pain when he heard it.

She quickly said, "Get up, get up, I just promise to help."

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches heard this, they immediately bowed to Nian Qiu a few more times, kowtowed several times, and after Nian Qiu realized it, he stood up neatly: "Thank you, miss!"

Nian Qiu scratched his head: "But you have also seen that my magic power is low, and I don't know how I can help you. In short, don't put too much hope on me. I will do my best."

What Di Jiang originally counted on was not Nian Qiu, but Hongjun who was behind Nian Qiu, so they didn't expect Nian Qiu to do anything.

"No, as long as the girl is willing to help, the Wu clan will be very grateful." Di Jiang said.

Hongjun: "Okay, since you have achieved your goal, you can leave, and we will contact you later."

Di Jiang knew that the sage was impatient with him. Although he still wanted to stay and get close to Hongjun Nianqiu, Di Jiang also knew what it means to go too far and withdraw as soon as the goal is achieved.

He saluted Hongjun and Nianqiu respectively, and then left Zixiao Palace with his younger siblings.

After they left, Nian Qiu asked, "You mean you want me to teach the Witches how to write?"

Hongjun nodded: "Not bad."

Nian Qiu scratched his head: "But it's useless. Writing can't improve their abilities, it can only make them understand more, communicate more conveniently, and pass on the current things better... Moreover, the lifespan of Wu people is very short. Is it long?"

Hongjun smiled slightly: "You don't have to think so much, you just need to do it. I have me behind you, so be bold."

Nian Qiu looked at Hongjun's expression, and finally nodded.

The author has something to say:

Lao Tzu realized that it is imperative to popularize science for old ladies.

So after persuading Hongjun to leave, he gave the old lady a popular science on the current situation.

The old lady was deeply moved, and also gave Lao Tzu a future science popularization.

Lao Tzu listened with gusto and was fascinated. In addition, the old lady had become a fairy even though she didn't realize it. Naturally, she didn't need to sleep or eat.

And Hongjun who was waiting for his apprentice to come to explain in another room:

- why haven't you come yet?