I rely on Gou to prove the Dao [Honghuang]

Shi Miao and Hongjun bid farewell to Pangu, left the land of chaos, and returned to Huaguo Mountain.

The two had just landed on the top of Huaguo Mountain, when a strong aura of a Daluo Jinxian rose from the sea level.

"hold head high!"

One day, a cyan dragon flew towards Hongjun Shimiao.

Ao Guang, Dragon King of the East China Sea, this dragon still dares to find fault, hasn't he been beaten enough by Hongjun?

"Ao Guang of the Dragon Clan, came here to atone for his crimes by colliding with his predecessors 300 years ago!" Ao Guang knelt down on one knee.Ever since Hongjun escaped into the void and the three brothers left, Ao Guang was distressed. Is it possible for their dragon clan to win the prehistoric era?

"Get up!" Hong Jun said lightly, with just a slight glance in his eyes.

"Ao Guang boldly asks senior to clear up my dragon clan's doubts and point out a clear path for our dragon clan." Ao Guang kowtowed three times to Hongjun, loudly.

"Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since the first robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty. The era of belonging to the dragon clan has passed. Why do you force it? Everything has its own destiny in the dark. If you insist on it, it is against the sky. How can you have it now? The ability to compete with the sky?" Hong Jun said, looking at the sky, feeling uneasy.

"Now that the catastrophe is about to begin, the prehistoric creatures need to respond to the catastrophe again, and use the lives of countless creatures to resolve the catastrophe. If the dragons return to the world, they may be able to survive this catastrophe safely."

"Stand back, I hope the Dragon Clan can take care of themselves." Hong Jun waved his Taoist robe, and Ao Guang was thrown into the bottom of the sea like an eel.

"Ancestor Dao... Is there another catastrophe coming?" Shi Miao asked worriedly.

Did the heavens bring disaster ahead of time?Why did he surrender in advance, and what happened to him?

"Hmm!" Hongjun replied, "You don't need to worry, it's just planning for disaster, and there are still hundreds of years before disaster strikes."

Hongjun's face was calm, his mouth was light, and his heart was sad. He calculated that the person who should be robbed was actually his disciple, and the palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh.

"Ancestor Dao, do you know where the sky is? Maybe we can consult with him, it doesn't have to be a catastrophe." Shi Miao said with an excited expression.

She was fed up with the endless suffering of reincarnation again and again, constantly absorbing the aura of looking back at the living beings.Every time there is a catastrophe, the spiritual energy is not recovered perfectly, but a certain amount of loss.

If the law of conservation of energy is obeyed, a perpetual motion machine cannot be created.

This is also why after catastrophe after catastrophe, the general cultivation level of the prehistoric creatures has been lowered each time. During the Journey to the West, Sun Houzi was able to dominate the three realms with only the strength of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

After Journey to the West, there are only a few little demons left, Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing and the like aim to become immortals.

"No solution!" Hongjun said helplessly, "Once the calamity is opened, no one can stop it. It is useless to find the sky."

Hongjun was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Now he is not in the prehistoric world, he seems to have retired to chaos."

The two returned to Zixiao Palace together.

Zixiao Palace is empty, Haotian and Yaochi have not returned after many catastrophes, and Sanqing is preaching in their respective ashrams, and now they seldom return to Zixiao Palace.

"Houtu has always come to Zixiao Palace." Hongjun Sangcang's Taoist voice resounded throughout the prehistoric world, from 33 outer heavens to the underworld, echoing his Taoist voice.

Summoning only one person from Houtu actually warned all living beings in Honghuang that he Hongjun is now in Zixiao Palace.

After Houtu knew that he had been summoned, a pretty woman appeared in the six circles of reincarnation, surrounded by golden light of merit and virtue, colorful rays of light, and rich aura.

"Daozu called me?" Hou Tu was puzzled, she was just a registered disciple of Daozu, and she was the least valued.Incarnation of the six realms, after she became a sage with merit, she was stationed in the underworld, and the Taoist ancestor never summoned her once.

Why did she spread the word to her with such great fanfare today, and she dared not not go when a secret word was lowered.

Could it be that Daozu knew that she secretly collected the spirits of the witch clan and wanted to punish her?Hou Tu frowned, even if she destroyed her own merits, she would still collect her brother's soul.

Houtu flew towards Zixiao Palace.

On the barren western land, Jieyin and Zhunti heard the sound of the Tao, they looked at each other, and they also headed towards Zixiao Palace.

Lao Tzu, who was in retreat, wept with joy after hearing the Taoist voice that haunted his dreams. Finally, he no longer had to pretend to be in retreat, and immediately headed towards Zixiao Palace with the three saints from Huoyun Palace.

Master, your son has been returned to you.

The prince is not easy to serve!

A prince who wasn't planted by you himself is even more difficult to serve!

Nu Wa from the Wa Palace smiled and was a little shy. Now that my elder brother is proving the holy throne, can I ask the master to witness the heavenly marriage.

Yuan Yuan and Tong Tian also headed towards Zixiao Palace with a large number of apprentices.

With the arrival of visitors, the cold Zixiao Palace gradually becomes bustling.

The main hall of Zixiao Palace was silent, with curls of smoke rising from the bottom of the feet.

Hongjun sat solemnly, staring down at all His Highness, his expression was indifferent and far away.

"Where is the Houtu?"

Hongjun's voice was calm and distant, without a trace of emotion.If it weren't for the flash of gentleness in his eyes facing the phoenix egg in his arms, San Qing and the others would have thought that their master had been replaced.

In the past, Hongjun was always compassionate to them and taught them carefully, instead of being so cold and distant.

"Houtu is here." After Houtu came out, she was very disturbed, for fear that Hongjun would make trouble for her.

"What happened to Haotian's calamity? Have you ever experienced the 750 calamities?"

"Reporting to Master, Haotian has just experienced a hundred catastrophes."

"It's too slow—" Hongjun frowned, why did he just go through a hundred times, and when he finished 12 years, the catastrophe passed, and his heavenly court hadn't been built yet.

"Slow?" Houtu was startled, the master was dissatisfied, but Haotian needs 12 years to go through a catastrophe.She has already thrown Haotian into a place where time passes faster.

"For 300 years, I want him to experience 300 kalpas in 750 years. Can you do it in Houtu?" Hong Jun said coldly.

After the 300-year calamity, the remaining 650 calamities, the original 300 million years have been compressed into [-] years?

"Houtu would like to obey Master's decree." No matter how difficult it was, Houtu could only answer with a frown.

"You are all here today, and I don't need to notify you any more. When Haotian returns, to prove the Jade Emperor's throne, and to rebuild the Heavenly Court, you all need to help him from the side." Hongjun said, looking around at the people below, turning Their little thoughts are clear at a glance.

The team is getting bigger, and the disciples are ambitious, so it's hard to lead.

The hall was once peaceful and silent, and no one dared to speak at will.Hong Huang's cake is only that big, with one more power, their power will be one point less.

"Master, my disciples are suffering! The west is barren, and the prehistoric creatures do not want to go to the west land. There are few disciples. I am afraid that there are no spare disciples to help Haotian. I am afraid that I will be powerless to rebuild the heavenly court." The first person to jump out and say .

He looked at Hongjun with teary eyes.

"Master, this disciple is incompetent. Now the western land is captured by the Styx of the sea of ​​blood, and the common people believe in that demon religion. Why don't master get rid of that demon religion, so we can vigorously develop the Western religion and help Haotian in the future." Zhun Ti also burst into tears, telling his grievances.

Not only did the two of them not want to be out of touch, but they also wanted Hongjun to solve the problem for them.

The face of the Western brothers has not been cut a bit by sanctification.

"You two have become saints, and you are still afraid of the bloody Styx? Hehe, you are really useless." Hongjun sneered.

"Master, we are not afraid of him. Styx is now reincarnated as the Asura Dao of reincarnation. If we act recklessly, I am afraid that it will bring huge consequences to the prehistoric creatures." The guide said, "Besides, Junior Sister Houtu and Styx We have been close for many years, I am afraid that there will be a secret love——, but sometimes I will help the ancestor of Minghe—"

"Shameless!" Houtu shouted angrily, and slashed at Jieying with a cold light.

Zhunti sacrificed a wonderful tree of seven treasures to block the sword for Jieyin, and still did not forget to complain, "Master, look at Junior Sister Houtu, who was stabbed in the heart by us, and became angry from embarrassment!"

Houtu and Styx sit in the underworld, and as long as they exist for a day, they will have a steady stream of merit.And the two brothers Jieyin and Zhunti still need to work diligently to open up wasteland in the west, how can they not be jealous.

Jieyin and Zhunti went to the underworld to fight Styx, but they might not be able to win.

If they lost, the reputation of the two saints would definitely plummet if they lost to the quasi-sage, but if they won, it would seem disgraceful to use the big to bully the small.

The three of them fought together in Zixiao Hall, but no one stopped them.

Sanqing has always disliked the two brothers in the west. They claim to be orthodox Pangu, and they also look down on the Wu clan who regard Pangu as their father god, thinking that the Wu clan is just to rub off on Pangu's divine glory.

They watched coldly, neither helping each other.

And Nuwa doesn't like the western brothers insulting women at will, but if she helps the Houtu, it will be even more difficult to order the demon clan to subdue them.

In these years, she stayed out of the war between the monsters and the monsters.When the monsters were killed, she did not come to rescue them, and she was the righteous god enshrined by the human race, and she was secretly hated by the monster race.

After Nuwa thought over and over again, she didn't help anyone.

Saints fight, and the juniors below are even more afraid to make a move.

"Oh, two bald donkeys beat a woman, shameless!"

A soft and coquettish drink sounded in the hall.

Who?

Who is so bold, dare to intervene in the struggle of saints?

Call the two Western brothers as bald donkeys?

Everyone in the hall looked for the brave man who spoke out.

"Who! Which idiot!" Jieyin, Zhunti said angrily.

They shaved their heads in order to preach, and their latest hairstyle was humiliated.No matter how you look at it, the word bald donkey is an adjective specially customized for their hairstyle.

They went towards intercepting and elucidating teachings, since they lead many people and have many female disciples, it must be among them.

"Grandma is here!" Shi Miao said, she spoke when Houtu was about to lose.

She broke free from Hongjun's shackles, jumped down the steps, and stood in the center of the hall.

"What? You two also have opinions on me?" Shi Miao said.

"Little Phoenix...no..."

"Look at what Little Phoenix said, why do we brothers have any objections to you?"

Jieyin and Zhunti immediately changed their expressions, and said in a flattering Shimiao.

The phoenix egg is Master's favorite, they can't afford to offend, no matter how big the grievance is, they have to endure it.

"Well... a child can be taught..." Shi Miao said, and she jumped on Houtu's head.

"Today you bully women, children and weaklings. If it spreads, how will your Buddhism stand up in the future? My Buddha is merciful. Where is your compassion? Do you only bully women and children?" Shi Miao scolded angrily.

"Xie Xiaofenghuang for your guidance." Jieyin and Zhunti had a bright face, but a bitter heart.

Can the two of you be considered women and children?

"My Buddha is merciful, and saves all living beings. Why there are demons in the sea of ​​blood, it must be that the light of my Buddha has not illuminated the sea of ​​blood, and the Asuras have not bathed in the holy brilliance of my Buddha."

"Hell in the Underworld, there are countless unjust souls, and the Asura family lacks to feed on unjust souls, and their sins are serious. If you can transform them and influence them, this will be truly infinite merit." Shi Miao said sadly, "But you always think about Fighting and killing, have you fed the teachings of Taoist ancestors to dogs?"

"My Buddha should have a heart of compassion for whoever goes to hell if I don't go to hell!"

"Thank you, Master for your guidance! Little Phoenix for your guidance!" Jieyin and Zhunti suddenly realized.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!

Jieyin and Zhunti were overjoyed, why didn't they notice the big piece of meat in hell, they went straight to Styx's lair, got the merit, and also eliminated the devil's religion by the way.

The Devil's Cult was probably created by Na Luohu, and Shi Miao didn't mind giving him a little surprise in the sea of ​​blood.