The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

In private, under Luo Hu's urging, Hongjun returned to his real appearance.Without the vicissitudes of life when he was preaching, the young man in purple stood in the Zixiao Palace, and immediately added a touch of color to the already ethereal palace.

Luo Hu hugged his waist from behind and buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder. He hadn't had skin-to-skin contact for 3000 years, and Luo Hu missed the breath of Hongjun.

Probably, the primordial energy of chaos naturally attracts the Chaos Demon God.

Luo Hu tilted his head, "What are you going to do next?"

Hongjun held his hand on his waist, crossed his fingers, the fingertips were delicate, and there was more affection in the calmness.

After being sanctified, he has less scruples about Luo Hu. With enough strength, he can protect Ra Hu and let his children have a good environment without worrying about becoming a victim in the catastrophe.

"Increase prestige."

"This is easy, do you need my advice?"

"What's the idea?"

Hongjun already had a plan in mind, and suddenly heard that Luo Hu also had a plan, so he couldn't help being curious.

Luo Hu chuckled a few times, and whispered in his ear, "Currently the most prestigious clan is the Lich Clan. If you want to quickly increase your prestige, you can step on them to take the top position."

This idea coincided with Hongjun's, and Hongjun couldn't help feeling that they had a tacit understanding, and they were surprisingly consistent in cheating people.

Hongjun pointed out something: "I remember, Taiyi is your friend."

Luo Hu: "Yes."

Hongjun asked: "When they come to beg you, what should you do?"

"Cold."

Luo Hu's eyes narrowed, and he said the result heartlessly.

On the bright side, it is true that he is a great power enshrined by the demon clan, but Mount Sumeru has never participated in the Lich battle and belongs to the neutral camp. Whether he wants to make a move depends entirely on his interest.Even if Dijun and Taiyi come to ask him for help, he can still paddle.

"You don't need to take action." Hongjun didn't intend to put him in a dilemma, "I have a solution, and it won't hurt the Lich family."

There was more curiosity in Luo Hu's eyes, and then he suddenly realized.

"You shouldn't do that kind of thing again..."

"What are you referring to?" Hongjun was interested, did Luo Hu know what he was going to do before he said it?

Luo Hu didn't speak directly, but blew into his ear.

"If you interrupt someone's orgasm, you will be hated."

"..."

Hongjun's face was expressionless, it was obviously a serious matter, but once it passed through Luo Hu's mouth, it would sound extremely dirty.

The two high-ranking members of the monster clan returned, and Di Jun soon discovered that their cultivation base had grown terrifyingly, and they had actually reached the level of a first-class monk in the wild!

Kunpeng Daluo Golden Immortal Late Stage, Fuxi Daluo Golden Immortal Peak!

3000 years of listening, the effect is terrible!

Dijun still can't believe it to this day, "That mighty man, has taught you the Tao for 3000 years? How did you do it?"

Kunpeng trembled when he heard the word "preaching the Tao". This kind of psychological shadow exists in the heart of every ascetic, and it cannot be eliminated in a short time.

He looked at Fuxi, his eyes narrowed, and Fuxi was explaining to Dijun: "Your Majesty, the truth is true. When Senior Hongjun was preaching, none of us dared to leave temporarily, and we could only come back after listening to the sermon." .”

Di Jun understood that there must be some people who couldn't stand the preaching, and it was probably because the other party used some means that none of the listeners dared to leave.

After listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, Di Jun asked a question that both he and Tai Yi were most concerned about.

"What do you think Hongjun's cultivation is?"

Fuxi was dumbfounded.

Seeing that he was silent, Di Jun looked at Kunpeng, who shook his head, "I don't know, but the senior said that above the Daluo Jinxian is a quasi-sage, and during the sermon, Lao Tzu Taiqing from Sanqing broke through to the quasi-sage, and later Said a word-"

Di Jun chased after him and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Fuxi's body trembled, and he realized what he had neglected.

Kunpeng's tone was heavy, "Taiqing said that there are two other quasi-sages in Zixiao Palace. They are a purple-clothed boy named Liansheng, and the other is Yang Mei from Mount Xumi."

What a base Taiqing is, to break through later than them!

The feng shui of Mount Sumeru is so good!

Di Jun suddenly heard about Yang Mei, his eyes were in a daze.He had guessed about Yang Mei's cultivation, but when he heard it with his own ears, he was still a little shocked.

quasi-holy...

One day, I will too.

After making up his mind, Di Jun's expression that was about to smile froze, and his keen mind had already thought of a terrible place.Taiqing only said that there were two people on Mount Sumeru who had reached quasi-sages, who were above him, but did not say what cultivation level Hongjun, who opened the altar and preached, was.

In other words, Hongjun is above these three!

What is above the quasi-sage?

He didn't know, but a sense of terror rushed over his face, which made him almost unable to breathe, unable to bear the fact that he was a frog at the bottom of a well.

Fuxi sighed: "I neglected it, or Kunpeng Taoist friend carefully."

Their attention is concentrated on the preaching, and they observe too little in other aspects.When they reacted, they all understood Hongjun's terror.

Kunpeng didn't have the slightest pride, but looked disappointed.

After experiencing this incident, who would dare to be proud? There are countless powerful listeners in Zixiao Palace, and even Fuxi was forced to give up his position.

"Thank you both." Di Jun was not affected by their emotions, and after returning to his usual attitude, "Taiyi happened to be in retreat, after he comes out, don't talk about other things, just talk to him about listening to the Tao gone."

After the two agreed, they left with a smile.

In Lingxiao Palace, Di Jun was silent alone. He wanted to ask Yang Mei, but he realized the difference in cultivation, and he couldn't deceive himself any longer.

His strength is not enough, far from enough...

Daluo Jinxian is a quasi-sage, and there is still a realm above the quasi-sage, if he continues to stagnate, he and Taiyi will be left behind by these listeners.The people of the Yaozu can be powerful, but the emperor of the Yaozu must be the most powerful!

Di Jun's gaze sank, he might be going to give a sermon next time.

When the Yaozu made a decision, the Wuzu was also discussing the matter of listening to Taoism in Zixiao Palace. They didn't know as much as Emperor Jun, because Houtu covered his ears as soon as he came back to stop their nagging, and looked haggardly. Said, "Let me rest for a few days—"

Afterwards, Houtu fell asleep in the dark, no longer caring about outside affairs.

All the ancestral witches were dumbfounded.

I haven't seen Houtu for 3000 years, how did Houtu become a slob?

Changqin walked to Houtu's bed, covered Aunt Houtu with a quilt sewn from animal skins, and brought a pillow to put behind Houtu's head to ensure that the girl could sleep soundly.

None of the ancestral witches was as careful as Changqin. Seeing what he was doing, they all turned their heads to discuss the matter in embarrassment.

Hearing Zhu Rong's loud voice, Changqin said helplessly, "Father, you can go talk outside."

As a junior, he kicked out all these ancestral witches.

In the room, Houtu slept very happily.It's not in vain that she loves Changqin so much, at the critical moment, Changqin understands what she lacks the most.

Outside the door, Zhu Rong drooped and said, "Changqin has become fierce."

Di Jiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's our fault, we shouldn't disturb her in Houtu's room, well, go to my side to discuss things."

Taking these younger brothers and sisters away, Di Jiang felt relieved.

With the return of the Houtu, the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Gods, representing the Wu Clan, no longer lack people, and Changqin can fight as a separate combat force without forcing it into the formation.

Mount Sumeru, which had been silent for a long time, also became lively.

The small animals in the forest ran out to greet them with enthusiasm, and even the depressed Jieyin and Zhunti smiled again.When Liansheng appeared, the cheers got even louder. All the little animals liked this handsome boy.

That kind of natural affection cannot be erased from the first meeting.

Garuda Luo and Kong Xuan walked behind Liansheng, a group of three, like three brothers.Garuda kept yawning, his footsteps were sloppy, Kong Xuan put his hands on the back of his head, his eyes were hazy, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

After arriving at the palace of Sumeru Palace, Liansheng empathized and said: "Go to sleep."

Garuda said in pain: "I'm overwhelmed, I can't sleep."

Kong Xuan simply lay on Garuda's back, seldom coquettishly said: "Brother carries me back, I can't walk anymore."

Garuda was hit knowingly by him, "..."

Kong Xuan!

This is foul!

Liansheng smiled warmly, "Your relationship is still as good as ever."

Jialouluo said naturally: "Kong Xuan and I are twins, of course we have a good relationship. Will my brother stay in Sumeru Palace and wait for the master to come back later, or will he go out?"

Liansheng replied, "I'm going to rest too."

Traveling or something... Let's talk about it after getting enough sleep.

Hearing sermons is exhausting.

They both chose to rest, and the summit of Mount Sumeru fell into silence. A willow tree was stuck in the deep hole before, its wicker wilted, and it looked equally listless.

Five days later, Rahu returned.

Finding that there was no sound on the top of the mountain, he walked to the willow tree and knocked on the tree pole, but the willow tree ignored him, still half dead.Luo Hu chuckled and said, "Is that an exaggeration? Even if you are imprisoned for 3000 years, it won't be so."

Yang Mei's resentful voice came, "This is more terrible than imprisonment."

Luo Hu didn't take it seriously, "Don't get cheap and act like a good boy. Although the effect of listening to the sermon is not that good for you, it also improves part of your mood."

"Yeah, I've been promoted." Yang Mei said weakly, "This guy Hongjun said so carefully, can I not be promoted? It's just that I'm a little curious. It took 3000 years to talk about the way of a saint. The next quasi-sage How long is he going to talk about the peak, the realm of a saint?"

Luo Hu asked back, "What do you think?"

Yang Mei said sadly: "Another 3000 years?"

Luo Hui pulled down a willow twig and weaved a beautiful bow for him, "I tell you some good news, maybe you won't be so miserable next time."

"What news?" Yang Mei became vigilant.

Luo Hu said with a devilish smile: "I have discussed it with Hongjun. Next time when he preaches, he will expand the scope of his preaching, facing the whole prehistoric region, and preaching for all living beings."

Yang Mei was completely stunned.

For-all-students-speak-dao!

How arrogant this is!

Seeing his reaction, Luo Hu felt a strange sense of pride, "Preaching to you people can at most cultivate a group of powerful people. It will not do much harm to the prehistoric world, but preaching to all living beings is the real enlightenment to the world. .”

To benefit all beings, enlighten all beings!

Collect the merits and virtues of all living beings and establish the immortal Taoism through the ages!

The author has something to say: #818The Daozu who extended the evil claws to everyone#

Luo Hu: Actually, I am the devil, but I feel that Hongjun has already lit up the skill of "magic sound".

Hongjun: ...I am Daoyin.

Rahu: No, it's the magic sound.