The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

The time of the third sermon is not specified, but it is known that it will start after 3000 years, because the master of this sermon gave a rest period of 3000 years at most.

The powers of the prehistoric world were horrified to find out - why time flies so fast!

Time slows down while listening to the sermon, and speeds up again after the sermon is over.

Many monks wandered around for a while during the 3000-year rest, only to find that the next life of listening to sermons is coming again, and their hearts are ashamed.Even Sanqing on Kunlun Mountain, after pinching his fingers and counting down the hearing, his face changed slightly.

Lao Tzu said sadly, "I'm going to listen to the sermon again."

As soon as the words fell, the two younger brothers in the Kunlun Palace all ran out together.

"What time is it?"

"No way! I just slowed down!"

Yuanshi and Tongtian had different expressions, among which Tongtian was particularly excited, as if if he caught him and understood, he would draw his sword and smash Hongjun to death.

Lao Tzu poured two cups of spiritual tea for them, "Calm down, it is said that there are only three sermons, just bear with it and pass."

Lao Tzu, who is devoted to the Tao, also feels a headache about listening to the Tao at this time.

"Did grandpa tell you?" Tong Tian sat down carelessly, gulped down the water that his elder brother poured for him, poured the spirit tea into his throat, and turned it into a cool breath to wipe away the restlessness in his heart.

Yuan Shi stared straight at Lao Tzu, hoping to get more "informants".

Lao Tzu said, "Yes."

"I also asked about other things, but Grandpa didn't say anything." Lao Tzu flicked his long sleeves, and the empty teacup on the table disappeared.He looked at Yuan Shi, and Yuan Shi said with some regret: "It would be great if Grandpa could reduce the preaching time."

It's not that he doesn't cherish listening to the Tao, but that the content of listening to the Tao is too gradual. He and other great masters just listened to the whole process of cultivating from ordinary immortals to Da Luo Jinxian.

Afterwards, the way of quasi-sages was of great significance to them, and Yuanshi listened very carefully. Unfortunately, according to Senior Hongjun, the next time they hear about the way of saints, they don’t know whether they can understand the way of crossing the stage with their current state. The "Tao".

Tong Tian also responded: "Yeah, I was tired of listening to it before, and I was afraid that I wouldn't understand it later."

I don't know when Lao Tzu's shoulder pole popped up, and it knocked all over the sky.

"Knowing is better than not knowing."

"what--"

Tongtian shrank his head.

"Once the time is up, let's go early." Lao Tzu continued to remind the two younger brothers, "Don't dawdle like last time."

Yuan Shi agreed: "After all, it is the last time."

He felt relief inside.

Tong Tian said depressedly: "We were not too late last time, at most we were one step behind Lian Sheng, Jia Lou Luo, and Kong Xuan."

Lao Tzu's gaze was fixed on Tong Tian again.

Tong Tian shut up.

The second brother is easy to mess with, but the eldest brother is not easy to mess with!

When Sanqing began to prepare for the next sermon, Liansheng was still walking slowly in the wilderness, occasionally fascinated by the unique scenery.

Not long after, he came near the Nether Blood Sea again, and his indifferent expression became more dignified.He came here once ten thousand years ago, met Houtu and the owner of the blood sea here, and now he came here again, and he found that the ghost blood sea has become even more terrifying.

Dead souls and resentful spirits wandered above the sea of ​​blood, and countless karma shrouded it. The filthy sea of ​​blood polluted these confused souls, and the power of resentment in the soul was fed back to the sea of ​​blood.

In this way, the Nether Blood Sea became a place where strangers should not enter.

Liansheng's eyes were full of compassion, "The wild land is vast and abundant, and there are all kinds of spiritual energy and spiritual roots. It is many times better than the chaotic and disorderly chaos. Why are creatures always dissatisfied and must compete for other people's things, and finally destroy themselves? "

Pangu gave a free and bright world, but all living beings are step by step towards the point of destroying the prehistoric.

Karma condenses cause and effect, and cause and effect entangle the prehistoric world. When the catastrophe breaks out, the world will be in chaos.

"This catastrophe—" Lian Sheng's clear eyes darkened slightly, and unintentionally, there was an extra indifference of overlooking all living beings, "You asked for it yourself."

The sea of ​​blood is calm, except for the dark wind brought by the undead.

"Friend Liansheng?"

A man in a blood-colored robe appeared at the seaside, turning a blind eye to the dirty sea water under his feet, and walked all the way to Liansheng's surroundings.

Seeing him, Lian Sheng became shy again, "Fellow Daoist Minghe."

The other party is the master here.

Surprise flashed in Patriarch Minghe's eyes. He had always had a strange sense of fear towards Liansheng. Whether it was the other party's keen insight into the world or the deep feeling in his soul, he couldn't treat Liansheng like a stranger. like that.

He endured his curiosity and asked casually, "What do you see here?"

Liansheng said blankly, "I just came to see the scenery..."

Ancestor Ming He: "..."

Most people in Honghuang avoided the Nether Blood Sea, and only Liansheng and Houtu came to see the scenery.

Staring at Liansheng, who looks innocent but is actually as white as a piece of paper, Patriarch Styx said angrily: "I don't have any scenery here, it's full of messy dead souls. If you want to see the scenery, you can go to On the other side of Buzhou Mountain!"

Subconsciously, he said Bu Zhoushan.

It's a pity that Liansheng shook his head, "The other side of Buzhou Mountain is the territory of the Wu Clan. It's hard for me to go there. The ancestor witches are too enthusiastic."

enthusiasm?

Patriarch Styx looked him up and down strangely, he never knew Zuwu would be enthusiastic about an outsider... Wait!The scene of Zixiao Palace listening to the sermon appeared in front of his eyes.

Hou Tu clearly respects Lian Sheng very much!

Having nothing to do, the Patriarch Styx walked with Liansheng on the shore for a while, admiring the spooky scenery of his family's ghostly sea of ​​blood.On the way, he asked, "Daoist Liansheng, I can't see your roots, who are you?"

Liansheng replied simply, "I am Rahu's adopted son, from Mount Sumeru."

Said and not said the same!

Qing Jin, the patriarch of Minghe, felt that people from the Mount Sumeru lineage were his nemesis!

"As for the roots." Liansheng saw his displeasure, and said hesitantly, "I have a relationship with you, can you show me your karma red lotus?"

Patriarch Minghe snorted coldly, "My karmic fire red lotus?"

His eyes are full of malice and anger, his companion Lingbao Ye Huo Honglian has long been taken away by Luo Hu!

Liansheng looked at him puzzled, and introduced himself: "I am Ziyulian of the Twelfth Rank of Reincarnation."

Patriarch Styx was shocked on the spot.

The twelfth-grade lotus platform can turn into a human!

Probably due to the innate advantages, it is extremely difficult to transform the spiritual root. Among the top ten spiritual roots, only the bodhi tree is transformed into a quasi-ti.

The twelfth-grade lotus platform is special among the spiritual roots. It can not only suppress luck, but also integrate offense and defense. They are stronger than the top ten spiritual roots in terms of power, and the possibility of transforming into form is extremely low.

In these lotus platforms, the first twelfth-grade pure world green lotus was tabooed by heaven as soon as it was born. The lotus flower, lotus leaf, and lotus root split apart and became the innate spiritual treasure in the hands of Sanqing.The twelfth-grade virtuous golden lotus is missing, the twelfth-grade black lotus is in the hands of Luohu, the lord of Mount Sumeru, and the twelfth-grade karmic red lotus is also taken away by the other party. There is the existence of reincarnation purple jade lotus!

Patriarch Minghe couldn't help asking: "How did you transform into form?"

Liansheng briefly described the process, "I will be able to take shape after I survive the catastrophe."

Patriarch Styx was powerless.

How can this kind of thing be so light!

Liansheng said sincerely, "You have so many questions."

Ming He looked at him with evil eyes, "My karma red lotus was taken away by your father!"

Liansheng was dumbfounded.

After playing for a long time, this person is still the one who was bullied by his father?

After telling the secret of the stolen spirit treasure, Patriarch Minghe felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and turned around to go back to Nether Blood Sea.But a doubt flashed in his heart, why did Liansheng know that Karma Honglian was with him in the first place?This matter is supposed to be a secret.

"Wait a minute." Lian Sheng called out quickly, and Patriarch Minghe stopped in his tracks.

Liansheng was a little guilty, but he still warned: "Don't touch the undead in the Nether Blood Sea, they will have their own home in the future." The ancestor Minghe said disdainfully: "If I think they are an eyesore, they would have died long ago. Stay with me for so long."

Liansheng was stunned for a while, and smiled happily, "I was worrying too much."

"Thank you buddy."

Immediately, the purple-clothed boy thanked him, and obediently left the range of the Nether Blood Sea.

Patriarch Styx stopped on the surface of the sea, his blood-colored robe was almost the same color as the sea water, strange and unknown.He stared at the place where Liansheng left, "Why are you thanking me... Sure enough, the father and son are weirder than the other..."

Patriarch Styx's words were floating on the sea, and no one could give him an answer.

Before the arrival of 3000 years, another major event happened in the wild.

This matter instantly attracted everyone's attention, because the two Lich clans had decided to fight at this time!They don't want to wait for each other to grow up!The monster clan can have a more powerful way of saints, but the witch clan does not!

What Zuwu can do is to defeat the monster monks before they become stronger!

And the Yaozu thought the same!

Before the ancestral witches became stronger and stronger, beheading one or two ancestral witches made it impossible for the formation of the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons to form again, and the witches lost the trump card of Pan Gu's real body!At that time, the Wu Clan will have nothing to fear!

In this battle, Luo Hu also obeyed Di Jun's order and joined the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation of the Yaozu.He is in charge of Luohu star, one of the seven evil stars, and is a star king with a special status. Except for Di Jun and Tai Yi, the other star kings are not qualified to order him a word.

Under various circumstances, the power of the two large formations has increased to an unimaginable level.

The Lich used the prehistoric as the battlefield, and fought earth-shatteringly!

Mountains and rivers neigh!

Seeing the countless casualties of the two clans, and the complaints from the prehistoric creatures, Luo Hu felt that if he didn't paddle, the Lich War would come to an end.At the critical moment, he covered his lower abdomen and said painfully, "No...my stomach hurts."

Then he slipped away.

In the big formation, Dijun and Taiyi were dumbfounded.

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Di Jun: How can you leave!

Luo Hu: Why can't I go!

Di Jun: vomiting blood.

Taichi: ...