[Honghuang] The days before sanctification

Eight Scenery Palaces in Shouyang Mountain, Laozi Daochang, the head of the Three Qing Dynasty, have three cloud beds, each of which has a person.

In the middle is a white-haired, bearded and childlike Laozi, dressed in a black Taoist robe; on the left is Yuanshi with black hair standing up and a crown, his facial features are upright and his eyes are clear, and he has a beard and a cold face; A bun with a crown and a golden hairpin inserted, with sharp edges and corners revealing a sharp sky.

In the middle of the hall is an alchemy furnace about fifteen feet high. punish.

The invisible wall rose at an unknown time, and three flowers rose above the heads of the three people on the cloud bed.Suddenly the grand bell rang through the heaven and earth, which also pulled San Qing out of the realm of mystery and mystery.

That fairy music has only been heard from the time when the teacher was sanctified. Who is sanctified?

The three of them looked at each other with doubts in their eyes, but the doubts of the three of them were quickly resolved!

"I am Nuwa, the disciple of Taoist ancestor Hongjun. Today, I am a family of good fortune, and I call it 'human'. Human race, stand up!"

It was Nu Wa who became the first saint!Emotions tumbling in my heart, inexplicable obscurity arises spontaneously!

Sanqing considered himself the authentic Pangu, although he didn't despise the prehistoric parties, but he was arrogant in his heart, and now he was driven out first!

Tong Tian was always quick to speak, and he frowned, his words were not contemptuous but still contained clear dissatisfaction and anxiety, and said, "Big Brother, Second Brother, I didn't expect Junior Sister Nuwa to become a saint before us!"

Yuan Shi also frowned and pursed his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

Lao Tzu opened his eyes, his eyes were light and elegant like mist, which made people unable to see through them. The light in his eyes seemed to fall on the alchemy furnace in the palace, and also seemed to fall in the sky.

He was about to speak, but the power of heaven came down, not as powerful as Hongjun's sanctification, but who would dare not obey when the way of heaven came?The faces of the three of them changed, but they still had to get down from the cloud bed and bow in the direction of Nuwa's sanctification!

The power of the law of heaven swept across the prehistoric places, although it was only a moment, it was engraved in my heart!

When Tianwei was gone, I heard Lao Tzu half-closed his eyes and said indifferently, "There is no priority in becoming a saint. The sanctification of Nuwa Junior Sister has already pointed out the way forward for us."

Yuan Shi frowned and then let go, his eyes were still clear but he realized something, agreed, "What brother said is very true, we are missing a chance."

Tong Tian is not a stupid person, but he is the only one who is able to become a sage with the primordial purple energy. When obsession becomes obsession, everything will be blinded!

Didn't they Sanqing fall into this miasma of sanctification?Nuwa's sanctification gave them a big blow. Sanctification is not only self-enlightenment but also an opportunity!If the chance is not enough, even if your cultivation base is monstrous, you will still not be able to live with the sky!

"Junior Sister Nuwa has become a saint, we will go to congratulate her now."

"Good." Without pausing, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi said in unison.

A little bit, and listened to Yuan Shidao, "Junior Sister Nuwa has become a saint, but now the demon clan is standing in the heaven, with her character, she should be able to open up a dojo in the chaos."

Sooner or later, this war of liches will break out again. Although the witch clan is all brave and good at fighting, and there is also a great formation of the Twelve Capitals, but the monster clan also has a Zhou Tianxing battle formation, and Nuwa is the great sage of the monster clan. The luck of the holy demon clan is increasing, and the prehistoric creatures are in doom and tribulation again!

In the west, surrounded by clouds and mist, although there are still mountains, trees, and water, it is not as vast as the east, where xianzhi and lingcao are everywhere.

"Brother, Nuwa became a saint, when will we be able to become a saint?" Zhunti stood up and looked at the east, with envy in his eyes, but when he thought of the barrenness of his own land, his heart ached even more!

Receiving the innate compassion and suffering, he half-closed his eyes and didn't understand his emotions. He returned to the lotus platform and sat down, persuading him, "When the opportunity comes, it will come."

"But brother, look at my west..." Zhunti pointed to the outside of the palace, where the few disciples and outside the palace looked at the flowers, flowers, willows and greenery, but compared with the east, it is... lack of resources, lack of fairy spirit!Zhunti's eyes were full of heartache, and he didn't know how to continue talking.

"Junior brother, as long as we persevere, why worry about not succeeding? Although it is not as good as the aura of the eastern mountain range, it is not that the talents in the west are withered." Jieyin looked at Zhunti, and said slowly, "Don't Into the magic barrier."

"Good." I was excited for a moment, but in the end a thorn was stuck in my heart, and I couldn't see it and couldn't get it out.

Gold nails gather in jade households, and colorful phoenixes dance in Zhumen; the corridors of the complex roads are exquisitely carved everywhere.

There are even more strange rocks here, and there are colorful and majestic courtyard walls, wearing bright yellow brocade robes with majestic three-clawed golden crows embroidered on the chest.

He sat upright on the throne with a majestic aura, as hot and dazzling as the sun shining on the earth.

The same bright yellow brocade robe was embroidered with the three-clawed Golden Crow. In the past, the corners of the eyes and brows were full of fierceness, but now they were tinged with joy.

"Brother, when Empress Nuwa becomes holy, it's time for us to destroy the witch clan in one fell swoop!" The Eastern Emperor Taiyi sat on the right side, with five fingers tightly clenched, her brows full of coldness and fierceness.

Di Jun raised his eyelids slightly, pouring out unreasonable coercion. He looked down at the elegant man in a feather coat, and said slowly, "Bai Ze, do you have a plan?"

Holding the feather fan in his hand and shaking it unhurriedly, as if everything was hidden in the smile at the corner of his mouth, Bai Ze respectfully said, "My lord, I don't think this is the time to exterminate the witch clan."

Hearing Bai Ze's words, Tai Yi's eyes turned sideways, with a hint of threat.The light in Di Jun's eyes was faint, he raised his hand and pressed it slightly, Tai Yi clasped his hands and said nothing.

"Let's talk about it."

"My subjects boldly speculate that after becoming a saint, Empress Nuwa will not continue to live in Buzhou Mountain, she should build a dojo in the midst of chaos. There are two reasons for this." Regardless of Taiyi's threatening look, Bai Ze talked eloquently, "One is Empress Although she has become a saint, the saint in the prehistoric world is not only the empress, she has the Kunlun Sanqing and the West to lead her, Zhunti; secondly, there is Daoist Hongjun, the empress will definitely not favor our clan." Shaking the feather fan in her hand, she was even more confident, "But I am I think the first one is particularly important."

Received Dijun's suspicious look, Bai Ze's mouth still had a slight curvature, "Your Majesty was the Great Saint of our clan before she was sanctified, and she can help our clan now, but when the remaining five are sanctified, how can you look at me?" My clan is the only one? Not to mention..." Looking down, the luminous pearl of the palace cast mottled shadows on his face, "Di Jiang and others claim to be the descendants of the great god Pangu, and Sanqing claims to be the authentic Pangu."

Di Jun frowned slightly and couldn't tell what he was thinking. After a long time, he nodded in praise and said, "You are right."

Tai Yi is not an idiot, otherwise he would not be feared by the demon clan. Sitting on an equal footing with Di Jun is not a brotherhood for many years. He acts fiercely but is also open-minded and sensible.Bai Ze spoke convincingly, he thought for a moment and saw through the joints, immediately stepped down from the throne and bowed to Bai Ze in apology, saying, "I was reckless."

As soon as the feather fan was put away, Bai Ze also returned the salute, "The Eastern Emperor is anxious about our family's important affairs, how could Bai Ze not know? What's wrong!"

Di Jun helped his forehead slightly, full of helplessness, and finally said with a light smile, "I'm in charge, Bai Ze accepts Taiyi and apologizes, otherwise he will definitely make trouble for me and Xihe, and you can't be quiet these days."

This...Bai Ze's eyes flashed softly, and the feather fan in his hand was held in an unhurried manner, and he said, "I will accept Donghuang's apology."

In the ancestral hall of the witch clan in the prehistoric land, the twelve ancestral witches have different bodies, either elegant or fierce, sassy or graceful.

"Nuwa becomes holy!" The witch clan does not kneel to heaven or ground, but to Godfather Pangu. When Daozu Hongjun became a saint, the coercion pervaded the prehistoric world, but he taught the prehistoric prehistoric people to be fair and they knelt willingly!Now that the Yaozu Nuwa is sanctified, they don't want to kneel but have to kneel, their hearts are full of resentment, their teeth are clenched, and their hands are clenched into fists. When the pressure dissipates, 12 of them stand up, with the most temperament The reckless Zhu Rong slapped the stone table, and the stone table was covered with cracks in an instant. After a while, the three-foot-long stone table was torn apart, leaving only stones everywhere!

"Isn't Dijun Taiyi's flat-haired bird even more arrogant!"

"Looking at today's situation, we also kneel on the other days of the sanctification of the five sages." Gonggong's temper is the opposite of Zhu Rong's. These two people usually compete with each other, but they always have a miraculous tacit understanding on certain things! "I would rather kneel down to the other five saints every day than to kneel down to Nu Wa!"

Di Jiang sat at the top, and he didn't look at the gravel on the ground. It seemed that this was not the first time. He sat with his hands clasped in front of his body, and said lightly, "Don't be reckless, this matter needs a lot of attention. Think long term."

On the tail seat is a beautiful woman in a yellow shirt. Unlike other ancestor witches, her eyebrows are more majestic. Her facial features are gentle, and her smile is like a trickle. It’s not something that can be resolved in an instant.”

"What Houtu said is very true, even if that Nuwa becomes a saint, she can't help the demon clan!" Xuan Ming also urged quickly.

"Nuwa doesn't know how to help the Yaozu, she is not the only one who is a saint." Zhu Jiuyin, who has always been taciturn, suddenly said, her hoarse voice was full of unknown things, which made people believe, "However, as long as Fuxi stays in the Yaozu for a day, Nuwa Wa will take care of the Yaozu in secret."

Di Jiang frowned slightly, glanced at the aggrieved Zhu Rong and Gong Gong from the corner of his eye, suppressed his thoughts for a moment, and said, "Keep an eye on the Yaozu, don't miss the news."

Because of the discussions among various tribes caused by Nuwa's sanctification in the wilderness, the atmosphere between the monster tribe and the witch tribe became more tense, and it had nothing to do with Qing Yun, who had only transformed into a form in Penglai and was not as good as Taiyi.

She is still cultivating in closed doors in the side hall, and what she has cultivated is the Taoism handed down by the heavens, and what she has realized is her inherited memory, but many things make her confused.

Opening her eyes, Qing Yun looked at the jade slips in her hand that had already turned into fine ashes, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, her kung fu was not working smoothly, she closed her eyes again, and she looked inside to see that the primordial spirit was surrounded by the supernatural jades arranged in order, Each character is pale and simple, and each stroke contains Taoist rhyme.Qing Yun tilted her head slightly, her brows were not loose, and her red lips were drawn into a line. She thought maybe it was because she didn't understand enough.

With five hearts facing the sky, the supernatural jade dharma surrounding the primordial spirit moves slowly at an invisible speed, the purple qi that appears and disappears from time to time floats, and the colorless and invisible aura swims in an orderly manner in the meridians, but... Qing Yun The brows that had just been loosened frowned again, and the aura stagnated a little bit in the Great Zhou Dynasty, as if encountering an invisible barrier.

"Why did this happen?" muttered to himself, do it again!

Here again, Qingyun carefully controlled the aura to move forward. At that moment, it seemed to be a blessing to the soul. The aura was divided into strands and suddenly moved to another meridian by an invisible force. The way was unbelievably smooth, as if it should be so!

Seeing that the Great Zhoutian is about to be completed, the understanding of the exercises will be one step closer. However, Qing Yun forcibly stopped the progress of the spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy rushed forward at a faster speed uncontrollably.

The fishy sweetness of the throat overflows the mouth, the obscure fishy smell fills the mouth and tongue, the rosiness recedes and only the pale remains, and a trace of scarlet liquid flows out from the corner of the mouth, drop by drop, dripping on the plain white dress like red plums blooming in winter.

The side hall is illuminated by bright pearls but is still gray. The young man in the crescent-colored Taoist robe suddenly appeared in the side hall, which is particularly conspicuous. In the dimness, you can vaguely see the worry in the corners of his eyes and brows, and the clear voice resounds in the primordial spirit, "Don't panic, I will help you."

With one hand on Qingyun's shoulder, the magic power was like a trickle, controlling the chaotic spiritual power at the most critical moment with an imperceptible force.

I don't know how long it took Qingyun to open his eyes, his face was pale, but he saw the crescent-colored young man beside him showing a slight arc, "Senior brother."

The author has something to say: Tomorrow I will go to see The Return of the Great Sage ==＋