"Sad, sorrow! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Senior brother, I am sorry for my two coming from the West. After experiencing eight or nine disasters along the way, I was even blown away by the earth fire and feng shui in this chaos, and my clothes were not covered;

Although there is a great way to win over it, I finally entered the Zixiao Palace, but I didn’t even have a seat. What should I do?”

......

The west?

chaos?

Zixiao Palace!

Listening to these words mixed with sorrow came from afar, he was at a loss for a moment.

Before he could react, his mind trembled, and fragments of memory melted in his mind, and his expression changed slightly:

After eating three plates of mushrooms, how could I go to the prehistoric world and become the ancestor of Hongyun?

That smell...

Ahem, forget it, why... he was left with only a little bit of memory fragments, and he couldn't even remember his original name.

Although Hongyun is the first-class Daluo Golden Immortal, he carefully calculated according to what he knew, but there was not a long time left...

He hesitated a little, touched the bad luck in his heart, and gradually calmed down and recognized his identity.

Hongyun had a lot of distracting thoughts in his heart at this time and his thoughts were flying, but after all, he was also the person who proved himself the Daluo position after the founding of the Heavens.

His soul was sorted out clearly in an instant, and his mind moved slightly, and he stabilized himself. No matter how outsiders looked at it, they still didn't know what happened just now.

And let’s go slowly, let’s go slowly, my ancestor...

He took a deep breath and began to think about the prehistoric trends involuntarily, and all the known things began to unfold in an orderly manner.

So that's it. Now Pangu's father God has opened up the prehistoric world, and the innate gods and demons who have not yet died in the sky have also disappeared because of the Demon Ancestor's battle.

The first time the Dragon and Han Dynasty had countless disasters, the prehistoric world was temporarily stable, but there were already chaos.

Now, that person has become a saint, ancestor, this is before the first preaching of Zixiao Palace...

...

In Zixiao Palace, a group of guests in the palace had already sat down. They looked at the ragged two people not far away, with either mocking or admiring them.

After all, if you can look like this in front of all your fellow practitioners, you can't do anything like the great masters of Daluo realm: you can't die and die, and you're embarrassed, it's really ridiculous.

The Taoist Zhunti, who was indescribably sad and happy, was crying bitterly, and he looked at the Taoist who was sad, and the other party suddenly felt enlightened and was crying like this with him.

"My junior brother asked me, I don't know what to do... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

He had just accepted the identity of "Hongyun Ancestor", sitting upright on the cushion, closing his eyes to think about the countermeasures.

At this time and space, there are many insights coming to your heart, but now I have too many distracting thoughts and I have no intention of understanding.

Zhunti led two people to do this in the Zixiao Palace, as if using their own methods, but they were inexplicably pouring into his mind. The six senses were useless to claim that they were useless, and he was really upset.

This futon... I still want to protect Ichigo, after all, it is an opportunity to become a saint...

He thought silently, calmed down his mind and thought about countermeasures. He suddenly looked up, but was shocked. He almost jumped up from the cushion. His cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian could not suppress:

Because the moment when he opened his eyes, Pangu Father Shen Kaitian's body died and his essence and blood transformed into shape, he actually discovered a scene that he had never seen in the countless memorials.

My eyes were hot and cold, and what I saw in my eyes was depressing.

Endless haze rolled over my head, and a little tentacle deep inside wanted to touch myself from time to time.

Looking down, the haze wrapped around the body of many great masters, floating and wandering, and even more, half of the soul was pulled out of their body, and it had dissipated without knowing it.

At the same time, these hazes seemed to have found his gaze. A wisp of indescribable aura looked at him, and rushed towards the sea of ​​consciousness. If you didn't visualize it, you still remained.

This world, this prehistoric world, is completely different...

Although all the haze disappeared in just a moment, it also trembled the Taoist heart that the ancestor Hongyun had never wavered, making him unwilling to think about it.

At this moment, he felt that his eyes were different:

There seemed to be a fog in his hot eyes, which was endless, reflecting the universe and galaxies;

In the coldness, an empty place was created, a transparent scroll was generated, and phantoms were cast in every move.

And at this moment, he became aware and looked back and found that there was a fish hook that kept swinging behind him, and his soul began to leave his body without knowing it.

After he turned around, the fish hook disappeared again.

...

"Forget it... Woooooo... I never expected that I could not even sit in a cushion. If I missed the content of the saint's preaching, it would be really hard to forgive myself and I would have no face to meet the Western sentient beings..."

The Taoist Zhunti and the Taoist Jie Yin hugged each other and cried bitterly, crying in tears: "But any fellow Taoist is willing to give up the cushion under his seat? I thanked the Western sentient beings..."

Seeing this, Hongyun sighed in his heart: No wonder no one else was willing to give way except himself. Such a trick of making money for nothing is really hard to say.

Seeing the haze looming, sometimes without, a fish hook teasing him from time to time, it became increasingly difficult for him to be self-reliant, so he stood up as if he was relaxed, with a kind look on his face:

“That is for the Western sentient beings, and they should be the first, so I will give this cushion to fellow Taoists;

It’s a pity that I am used to being idle and have no chance of being with the West. Otherwise, even if I educate the Western sentient beings for the two, I will be fine.”

"Um!?"

"ah!?"

The two men were secretly looking at the many great masters sitting on the cushion, constantly wiping their tears;

When they saw it, they were unmoved and were secretly disappointed in their hearts, they never thought that there was a sound from afar. The two of them looked in the sound, surprised and happy.

"This...thank you, Fellow Daoist Hongyun..."

Looking at the Taoist Jie Yin, Taoist Junti took three steps at once, used the great power of moving, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the cushion. When his butt sat firmly, he looked at Hongyun standing beside him:

"My fellow Taoist is worthy of being a good man whose good reputation spread throughout the prehistoric world. I thank the Western sentient beings. When the fellow Taoist arrives at Mount Sumeru, he will definitely fulfill his friendship with the Western landlords."

Hongyun didn't react much after hearing this, but just nodded slightly. Seeing the Taoist Zhunti sitting in joy, he suddenly felt relieved.

As expected, I got up from this cushion and disappeared.

After thinking about it, he glanced at Zhen Yuanzi, who was frowning, and went straight to his side and silently sent a message: "Fellow Taoist, don't say much, I have to worry about it."

He raised his eyes and looked at the Taoist Zhunti in the hall. He saw that he was half sad and half happy and thought about it, and his eyes had already fallen on Kunpeng.

Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I'm sorry to you...

He had already known the follow-up and sighed in his heart, and did not look at it anymore. He stood beside his friend Zhen Yuanzi and closed his eyes and pondered: I'm afraid it's here, so that he can feel a little relieved.

The most important thing now is to figure out the changes that have happened to you.
Chapter completed!