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In fact, Long Qianliu was not without doubts. If Zhuo Yan was really weak to him, logically speaking, he would definitely be able to see Zhuo Yan's morality, and he would not be able to see the depth of Zhuo Yan's morality at all like now. .

People with deep morality can't see the realm of shallow morality. There are only two possibilities. The first possibility is that the two of them are actually on the same level, or the shallower one is actually the one that is more advanced. One, and the second possibility is naturally Zhuo Yan's method of concealing Taoism.

However, Long Qianliu looked at Zhuo Yan who seemed to be ignorant and didn't even figure out his own origin, his lips moved subconsciously, but he didn't feel like it, his mind turned sharply, but his body also flew into the air , he looked down at Zhuo Yan slightly: "Fellow Daoist, let's go."

He looked up, and there was no flaw in the boundless and mighty sky. Obviously, Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun had long ceased to act as luminous bodies in the sky. Seeing that he was still in the sky, Long Qianliu couldn't help sighing : "Thirty-three days is far enough, this Hongjun sage can still establish the Zixiao Palace in such a dangerous place, it is really amazing."

If it wasn't for relying on the blood of the ancient dragon clan, even though the Taoism still stays at Taiyi Xuanxian, in fact, his cultivation has reached the point where he is close to the quasi-sage, Long Qianliu would never go to the Zixiao Palace to listen Tao thing.

His situation is somewhat similar to the so-called physical sanctification of Nezha and others later, but the supernatural powers are naturally much better for Nezha and others. You must know that although he is a mixed blood, the bloodline is still there. The origin of the three races It is the element that stabilizes the prehistoric world, and naturally gains a lot of merit.

To Long Qianliu's surprise, Zhuo Yan didn't follow, he lowered his head: "Fellow Daoist?"

Zhuo Yan looked up at Long Qianliu flying in the air, narrowed his eyes slightly, and frowned: "How should I use this method?"

Unexpectedly, Long Qianliu was stunned when he heard this, and almost fell from the void. He blinked, landed a little unsteadily, and looked at Zhuo Yan in surprise: "You won't? You..." Didn't meeting? !

It seemed that being asked by Long Qianliu didn't feel very good, Zhuo Yan frowned even more: "It's a little familiar, but..." His tangled attitude really showed the fact that he still doesn't know it.

"Since that's the case..." Long Qianliu heard this, but didn't know how to describe the strange feeling here. After thinking about it, this volleying technique is not a treasure, so he passed on this simple volleying technique to him. Zhuo Yan.

"So that's how it is." Zhuo Yan didn't know what he was, but Zhuo Yan, who should be a little higher than Immortal Taiyi Xuan, understood clearly when Long Qianliu passed on this supernatural power to him.

Zhuo Yan, who was also floating in the void, looked at Long Qianliu, and finally got rid of him. He has been relying solely on the mana in his body, condensing and then compressing outside. The embarrassing situation of getting up.

Among them, the mystery is completely different from before, so Zhuo Yan couldn't help but raised his lips and looked at Long Qianliu: "Thank you, fellow daoist." This time, he also realized the benefits of the protagonist extending a helping hand to him.

"It's okay, it's okay." Long Qianliu didn't care. He wasn't thinking about this problem right now, and he also emptied his body: "Let's go, go to that 33 days away, and listen to the preaching of the sage Na Hongjun."

After all, the two of them headed for 33 days one after the other, and then to Tianwaitian.

The two people who finally stepped into 33 days away were confronted with chaotic winds blowing violently, a piece of void and chaos that had not yet been split. Long Qianliu had no idea that Tianwaitian would be in such a situation, and suddenly felt pressure increased. It's almost impossible to get out of the main body to resist the power of chaos.

He turned his head to see if anything happened to Zhuo Yan, but he didn't expect that when he looked at Zhuo Yan, Zhuo Yan stood in the void as if nothing happened, Long Qianliu suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise .

He said: "Fellow Daoist, you..." What is going on?A cultivator who doesn't even know how to volley can stand in this outer sky as if nothing happened?Long Qianliu looked at the cultivator who had just stepped into the outer sky in the distance, but was wiped out by the sky thunder contained in the sudden chaotic wind.

What exactly is going on?Long Qianliu couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, so he said...he seems to have saved a really amazing guy?For some reason, Long Qianliu suddenly had a desire to find out.

As for Zhuo Yan who flew here 33 days away with Long Qianliu, he was inexplicably thrown into the void by the system as soon as he came. Chaos was not so dangerous at that time, and the energy he drew into his body was completely attracted by the aura of chaos. Naturally, there is no resistance to chaos.

As far as the chaotic aura in Zhuo Yan's body is concerned, its level is already higher than the innate aura of the Empress Dowager, so it can be regarded as a return to the original, and there is no discomfort at all.

"What?" Zhuo Yan asked Long Qianliu in some puzzlement. He and Long Qianliu were heading towards the outer world like this, but more than 70 years had passed in the blink of an eye. For more than 70 years, you have to know what kind of concept it is on the previous Zhuo Yan... It is enough for Zhuo Yan to go through a complete reincarnation.

Zhuo Yan's eyes flickered, and thinking about how long these years have been, but always felt that the time between them was just a flash, he suddenly sighed, that's all, anyway, he was already in this round of reincarnation. Just have to wait for the ending.

Zhuo Yan, who had a clear heart, ignored his sudden seeming exuberance and sanctity. For him, there was still a difficulty before him, which he had just remembered.

Why did Zhuo Yan dare to listen to the sermon?Wasn't he afraid that Hongjun would tell his origin as soon as he saw him, and learned that this person was the ant who dared to take Luo Hu away under his hands that day.It turned out that Zhuo Yan reckoned that there was Long Qianliu beside him, and there was Long Qianliu, the protagonist who was also for time travel, and they were also outsiders, so the secrets in this could be confusing.

Thinking about it like this, Zhuo Yan suddenly remembered that Hongjun should not be completely in harmony with the way of heaven at this time, Hongjun is now only relying on good fortune to successfully become a saint, and make up for the secret of escape.

Only after those three Taos are taught, can one truly merge with the Tao of Heaven.At that time, Hongjun will officially become a law enforcer of the law of heaven. What is a law enforcer of the law of heaven?Adhere to the law of the way of heaven and perform the responsibility of enlightenment.

However, at this moment, it is not yet the time.

Zhuo Yan, who didn't know when it evolved into a moment when hundreds of thoughts twisted, asked Long Qianliu who was still in astonishment again and again: "Fellow Daoist Qianliu, do you have any questions?"

Long Qianliu withdrew his surprised eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing, I just remembered something suddenly."

"So that's how it is." Zhuo Yan didn't care why his spoken language suddenly became so ancient and inexperienced, and suggested: "We'd better find that Zixiao Palace as soon as possible, there is not much time left in a hundred years. "

Long Qianliu thought about it, and responded, "That's very kind."

They continued to search around Chaos, but they couldn't find the Zixiao Palace that should be floating in the outer sky, but the sky didn't give them a dead end.However, on the way, he suddenly ran into a red-clothed Taoist with a red gourd on his back and a jade-like crown. When the Taoist saw them, he suddenly smiled with enthusiasm: "The two fellow Taoists are also looking for Zixiao. palace?"

Oh, with just this sentence and that expression, Long Qianliu and Zhuo Yan clearly understood who this person was, wasn't he the first red cloud after the first opening of the world, the number one good old man in the prehistoric world, and the number one unlucky ghost with the hidden attribute of the prehistoric world Taoist Hongyun.

There is no response from this side, but there is another voice from the other side: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, why don't you leave?" Three bearded, childlike faces, and Taoist Hongyun seem to have a good friendship, and their identity is naturally ready to be revealed, Zhen Yuan son.

It turned out that the unlucky Hongyun was indeed an unlucky ghost. He arrived in Chaos early, but got lost halfway. This time he met Zhuo Yan and Long Qianliu. Thinking about it, it is better to find the Zixiao Palace together if I am lost.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Yuanzi came here by chance again. The ancestor of the earth immortal followed them to find a Taoist temple drifting in the chaos. It can break through the soul of a person, but the solemnity is ignored.

The two gatekeepers had strict expressions on their faces, Zhuo Long knew that these two boys would be the future Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, but they had no intention of dealing with each other, so they followed Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi inside.

But Long Qianliu was thoughtful, and he said to Zhuo Yan expressively: "We have been here before." But he couldn't find the existence of Zixiao Palace, one said that Zixiao Palace could float and walk on its own, and the other said it was Hongjun divided them into the status of those who have no fate.

Zhuo Yan half-closed his eyes: "Indeed." If he didn't meet these two masters on the way, Zhuo Yan would also be worried that he wouldn't be able to find this place. Fortunately, Long Qianliu's aura as the protagonist played a role.

At this time, half of the cultivators in Zixiao Palace had already arrived one after another, and there were all kinds of things, but there was no pressure for the two who had long been accustomed to this prehistoric world.

And looking at the upper six futons, four people have already been seated. Among them, the one sitting in the first place is an old man who looks like an eighty-year-old man, with white eyebrows and vicissitudes, and his eyes are closed. With a serious look, half-closed his eyes, not sure whether he was enlightened or what to do next, and there was a young man in black, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, who looked like a drawn sword, I saw the young man looked around, but smiled slightly.

Sanqing, with just one glance, one can tell that these three people are the same Sanqing who came from the same lineage of Pangu, devoted themselves to cultivating Taoism in Kunlun Mountain after birth, and then turned against each other in order to cope with the calamity of the day.

Counting backwards, the woman with a human body and a snake tail sitting on the fourth Putian, although she looks like a snake monster, is pure and not monster, with a dignified complexion.Behind her sitting on the futon was a man standing, presumably Fuxi and Nuwa.

Of course outsiders know that this futon is a sacred seat, but without a powerful person, how dare they sit on that futon.

Zhuo Yan originally thought that Long Qianliu would go forward to fight for the holy position, but he didn't expect that Long Qianliu just cupped his hands and said to Zhen Yuanzi: "Me and..." He was stunned, as if he just remembered that Zhuo Yan didn't have a name After giving him a title, he changed his words and said: "This fellow Taoist and I are not good at Taoism, so we won't go up."

Indeed, Long Qianliu was embarrassed. With his cultivation, it seemed that more than half of the people in the audience couldn't see their cultivation. He looked at the audience like this, but he ignored Zhen Yuanzi's weird look at Zhuo Yan. expression.

Hong Yun, who was a quasi-sage, naturally didn't know what Long Qianliu was thinking, and saw him scratching his hair: "What's the relationship?"

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head, then nodded again: "That's true."

Hong Yun was puzzled, but he didn't care, he was easy-going by nature, so he found a futon and sat on it. He glanced over and found that Zhen Yuanzi had found a seat on the high platform over there, but he wasn't sitting close at hand. on the futon.In this way, he was even more surprised why the three of them didn't come closer, and he moved his eyes between the three of them with a frown.

Long Qianliu was a little embarrassed. If he didn't know that the futon was the proof of the holy throne, he might have joined in the fun, but now that he knew what the futon was for, he didn't dare to compete with Hong Yun. The first unlucky ghost that was framed by Dang Hongjun after he proved the Tao.

He looked at Hongyun vaguely with apology, but Hongyun smiled at him with the corners of his mouth pulled, as if he had misunderstood it. In this way, Long Qianliu felt even more sorry for this rare good man in the wild.

People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves, not to mention that even the lofty saint fights for luck.

Although he felt sorry in his heart, Long Qianliu could only live in front of him like this.

Zhuo Yan opened his mouth and only said three words: "There is a mystery."

Long Qianliu was stunned, and quickly looked at Zhuo Yan, only to find that Zhuo Yan beside him still had clear eyes, but his eyes were cast on the cloud platform surrounded by six futons that seemed to have a way to flow.

He pursed his lips, unable to speak.

There is only one saint left, and then the thin Zhunti, who flew from the west with a sad face, happened to collide with the monster Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun, surrounded by imperial aura, Donghuang Taiyi first stepped forward Walking towards that futon, and receiving Tai Yi's action, it was naturally a dispute over the position of that futon.

The sour face of Jieyin first described how much suffering he had experienced in order to listen to the preaching of the sage Hongjun, which almost made people cry, but Hong Yun, who was originally sitting on the futon, saw Jieying like this, and said softly: "Fellow Taoist, come and take this seat." He gave the futon seat to Jieyin.

Then it was Zhunti's turn to confront Taiyi with a high-sounding voice. Taiyi had met such a shameless person before, but he was not tongue-tied. Even Dijun couldn't find a breakthrough if he wanted to help. Dare to start a dispute under the eyes of the saint.

This one was naturally snatched by Zhun Ti.

Let’s not talk about Kunpeng who told Fuxi angry at the beginning, but later Minghe and others were annoyed that the futon was finished, so they could only stand on their own. I don’t know if Hongjun meant it. Holy, even for those cultivators who have not yet reached quasi-sage to come late.

Zhuo Yan and Long Qianliu below were staring closely at the seat of the cloud platform.The worries are all the same, they come to listen to the Tao for the sake of great supernatural powers, but they are also afraid of being seen through by the ancestor Hongjun, and then become the ashes of the queen of heaven.

Impressively, a fairy sound came, and an old Taoist appeared on the cloud platform in an instant. Everyone who was looking at the cloud platform felt a burst of pressure and couldn't help but lower their heads. take away.

"Today I..." Hong Jun finally started speaking.

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Zhuo Yan only felt that the script was rotten, and in a blink of an eye he became an old monster.

Long Qianliu remained calm.