According to the rules of Huoyun Cave, human monks who are not in the Hunyuan realm are not allowed to practice here.

Therefore, except for occasionally coming here to take a look, I am not here most of the time.

Xu Buwu slapped the storage gourd on his waist, and a jade slip flew out.

"Uncle, my father asked me to bring this to you."

Fuxi took it and took a look at it, with a hint of joy on his face.

Sure enough, as he thought, there were more profound formation laws inside.

"Dad said that if you don't understand something, you can send a letter to him with flying sword."

"I know."

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Fuxi couldn't help but picture that figure in a green robe with a majestic and elegant aura.

He never imagined that one day the other person would become his brother-in-law.

I didn't even expect that the other party's talent and talent were so high. Several fellow practitioners advanced faster than me.

…

When Xu Buhui and Xu Buhui were lingering at Fuxi's place in Huoyun Cave, Peach Mountain split open and the news that Yun Hua had been rescued reached Haotian's ears.

Being slapped in the face again and again, he no longer hesitated and flew directly towards Zixiao Palace.

As a registered disciple of Hongjun, it was easy to find the location of Zixiao Palace.

"Teacher, please come again. Haotian wants to see you."

After a while, the closed palace door slowly opened.

"Come in."

"Thank you teacher."

After Haotian stepped inside, he looked at the old Taoist sitting on the cloud bed not far away, walked forward quickly, turned over and knelt down.

"Disciple Haotian, please see your teacher, Teacher Shengshou."

"If you are not in heaven, why do you come to me?"

The old and majestic voice contained inexplicable pressure, making Haotian extremely nervous.

Recalling the manuscript that he had thought about countless times, Haotian spoke in a respectful tone.

"Teacher, my disciple has betrayed your trust. Since he became the Emperor of Heaven after the Lich War, the power of the Heavenly Court has declined. In the eyes of the Primordial Tribe, there is no majesty at all. Even the disciple has been reincarnated in three Yuanhui, which is really unworthy of his responsibilities.

.So he was bold and wanted to resign his position as Emperor of Heaven to his mentor."

Haotian, who was bowing his head, couldn't see Hongjun's eyes, but he felt an unconcealable pressure and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

A strange calm enveloped the Zixiao Palace. The pressure in Haotian's heart was getting bigger and bigger, and fine beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead.

I subconsciously clenched my teeth.

After a long time.

"You go and ring the golden bell outside the door."

As soon as these words came out, Haotian felt the pressure disappear instantly.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he stood up in a hurry.

Of course, he doesn't really want to resign from the position of Heavenly Emperor. Without this luck, his cultivation speed would be at least ten times slower.

What I just said is nothing more than retreat in order to advance.

Looking at Hongjun's attitude now, it is obvious that his strategy was successful.

Arriving outside Zixiao Palace.

He picked up the hammer that was as heavy as a mountain on the bell stand, activated his magic power, and struck the three-foot giant bell next to him fiercely.

‘Boom’!

The mighty bells resounded throughout the wilderness.

But not many people can hear it.

The Sanqings and the Two Saints of the West, who were practicing, all heard the bell.

Nuwa should have heard it, but she has been cultivating in the Hunyuan world of Chongshan all year round and has long since left the prehistoric world. Hongjun still cannot influence the Chongshan world far away from the prehistoric world.

Sanqing was the fastest and arrived in front of Zixiao Palace.

"Brother, do you know why the teacher summoned us?"

Taiqing shook his head.

"You'll know when you go in."
Chapter completed!