There is chaos outside the world, and there is no end to the end.

Outside the vast vast world where the sky is round, there is a vast white chaos.

Everyone in the world says that chaos is endless and never ends.

Even the saints firmly believe in this.

However, Luohu's appearance broke their perception.

Chaos has a marginal level, but it is far more vast than the vast world and has no direction.

Because in chaos, the passage of time can only be felt, but the concept of space is blurred.

Because there is no reference, there is no distinction between all directions, and there is no distinction between up, down, left and right.

The Daluo Golden Immortal, who blooms the flower of the Great Dao, can travel freely in chaos, but is easily lost in chaos.

Although Liu Bai would not be lost in chaos, it is more difficult to find the Zixiao Palace in chaos than to find a needle in a haystack.

However, this time I was invited to Zixiao Palace, Nuwa led the way again.

Zixiao Palace is hidden in chaos and has no fixed position. However, as a registered disciple of Taoist ancestor Hongjun, the six saints of merit all imprinted their own marks in Zixiao Palace.

This method is naturally not worth mentioning, even those who have not ascended to the Immortal Path can do it, but how many people in this world can make marks in Zixiao Palace?

Liu Bai was walking through the chaos under the guidance of Nuwa, and there was only a vast white chaos in front of him.

He couldn't help but think of the outer space of the universe in his past life, a scene where tens of billions of lights were lonely and voids within tens of billions of years.

I wonder if the vast chaos in front of me will eventually evolve into that situation.

"arrive."

I don’t know how long it took, but Nuwa whispered reminder and pulled Liu Bai back to her thoughts.

Liu Bai looked up and saw a cheerful look ahead, a simple and elegant Taoist palace floating up and down in the chaos.

Widths of chaotic energy rolled around the Taoist Palace, but an invisible barrier prevented them from entering the Taoist Palace.

Under Nuwa's guidance, Liu Bai passed through the invisible barrier and walked into the Taoist palace from chaos.

Unlike the magnificent and majestic imaginary, this Taoist palace is extremely simple and not tall.

Many powerful people who have achieved success in their practice will choose treasures of heaven and earth when building their own Taoist palaces, carefully refine them, or engrave many formations to make them spiritual treasures or large formations.

Just like the Demon Master Palace of the Kunpeng Ancestor, it is a top-quality acquired spiritual treasure that integrates attack and defense.

If a saint takes action to help him rebel against the innate world, this spiritual treasure can reach a level that is comparable to the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the Blessing of the Divine Pestle.

However, these are meaningless to Taoist ancestor Hongjun.

No matter how powerful the innate spiritual treasure or even the innate treasure is, it is not enough to see when facing the great power of the vast world.

Liu Bai has reached the height of the saint of Heavenly Dao, and he has a deep understanding of this.

At this time, he and Nuwa walked through the gate with the plaque "Zixiao Palace" hanging above and walked into a wide and empty hall.

There was a cushion on the main seat of the upper head, which was the position of the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, but he had not appeared yet.

There are six cushions below, three on both sides.

At this moment, five saints have sat down on the six cushions below.

On the left are the three saints, Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing, and on the right are the Qi Yin and Cunti.

There is still a cushion left in the upper head of the guise, which is Nuwa's position.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing!"

Seeing Liu Bai enter the hall, the leader of Tongtian was the first to stand up to greet him, and laughed and said, "You killed the Daoji before, but I was shocked. I didn't expect that the method of killing the three corpses to achieve enlightenment had such magical means, but the countless creatures in the prehistoric world would be confused."

Liu Bai nodded slightly, knowing that he had temporarily become a saint and broke Cunti's holy body.

He smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist Liao Zan, that's just a helpless move that he had to do, and it will not be of any benefit to me."

All the saints present heard his subtext - I didn't want this, but someone forced me to resist.

Hearing this, Tongtian laughed and said, "You should tell me about this kind of thing earlier. Before, I saw you killing the Taoist foundation, and I thought you had no hope of realizing the Tao in this life. But this is also good, and I just took this opportunity to see the true faces of some saints."

"Ahem—"

The saint Taiqing coughed twice, "Third brother, let it go for the past. Master invited fellow Taoist Changqing to come, which also meant to mediate."

When Tongtian heard that he had brought out the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, he didn't say anything more, but his face was still a little angry, and his eyes turned to Zhunti on the opposite side, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

As if he felt his gaze, although Zhunti lowered his head and looked down without saying anything, his face gradually turned ashen.

At this time, he looked at Liu Bai and bowed: "Fellow Taoist Changqing, my junior brother has always attached great importance to fellow Taoist, and has sincerely invited fellow Taoist to our West several times. This time he was confused for a while and wanted to force fellow Taoist to join our Western Sect, which was indeed a big mistake.

Even if you are dissatisfied with fellow Taoists, it is still necessary.

However, fellow Taoist has broken his holy body, causing his vitality to be severely damaged. Please look at the old Taoist's face and let the matter be settled?"

Liu Bai nodded slightly and replied, but did not say anything.

From the moment Zhunti came to him, he clearly knew that the conflict between him and the two saints of Western Buddhism was irreconcilable.

Now Xing Yin bowed to him and admitted his mistake and wanted to end the matter, but this was also a scene skill that he knew he could not do anything to him and was forced to do under the pressure of Taoist ancestor Hongjun.

It is OK to do scenes, but the fundamental contradictions still exist.

Liu Bai knew this very well.

The same is true for all saints.

At this time, a huge and majestic aura came to the hall.

There was an extra figure on the cushion in the main position of the top leader.

This is the first time Liu Bai has seen this Taoist ancestor who has combined himself with his body.

I saw that he looked like an ordinary old Taoist, wearing a gray Taoist robe and holding a whisk. He had neither the graceful and luxurious aloofness of Yuanshi nor the pure and dusty Wuwei as calm as me.

Very ordinary, very ordinary.

At first glance, it looks no different from the elderly in Jamba.

However, the great and majestic aura when he appeared could not be faked.

That is the breath that belongs to the way of heaven.

Taoist ancestor Hongjun is the incarnation of the way of heaven.

His arrival made the already depressing atmosphere in the hall become much more solemn.

The Six Saints stood up and saluted respectfully and said, "Disciple, pay homage to Master (Teacher)!"

"No gifts, sit down."

"Thank you, Master."

The six saints each sat on their own futon.

Only Liu Bai was left standing in the middle of the hall.

There is no futon belonging to him in the hall.

"Oh--"

A chuckle sounded in the hall.

It is the saint of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was self-evident - even if you become a saint, there is still no seat in this Zixiao Palace!

"Fellow Daoist Changqing!"

Tongtian couldn't help calling out, trying to give up his cushion.

The cushions in Zixiao Palace are not increased by just wanting to increase, and Tongtian does not have this ability either.

Liu Bai glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun with a calm expression, not at all as embarrassed or angry as he imagined.

Then, Liu Bai withdrew his gaze and looked at Taoist Hongjun sitting in the upper head.

It happened that Taoist Hongjun was also watching him.

The two of them collided with each other, both dull and quiet.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, please take your seat."

Taoist Hongjun spoke expressionlessly.

While he was speaking, a wisp of chaotic energy surged from outside the hall, and then condensed into a cushion and landed at the bottom of his right hand, which was Nuwa's upper head.

The smile on Yuanshi Tianzun's face instantly frozen.
Chapter completed!