Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

Hou Tu looked at Chu Feng seemingly, with a little grateful in his eyes.

Faintly, she seemed to have grasped a ray of breath, a ray of opportunity for sanctification.

She can feel that if she comprehends Samsara Avenue thoroughly according to what Chu Feng said, she can achieve the position of Sage even if she doesn't need the grandeur and purple energy.

Facing Chu Feng's slightly cupped hands, he respectfully called the teacher, as if to bow down.

Hearing this, Chu Feng hurriedly used his vigorous Magic power to hold up Houtu and wave his hand: "That... Fellow Daoist Houtu, you and I are both quasi-sages, why use this seat as a teacher."

"If you really want to repay, how about joining the Heavenly Dao Sect?"

Chu Feng secretly paid attention to it.

Joining the Heavenly Dao sect, that is an excellent idea.

What Houtu will understand in the future is Samsara Avenue. After the death of the creatures in the world, all of them will be under Houtu's jurisdiction.

At that time, this underground mansion can be his own say.

Moreover, the underworld in the prehistoric land is completely different from the underworld in the Journey to the West.

In the prehistoric times, Ghost Immortals are endless, powerful people, and even able to break through the constraints of Samsara, and use ghosts to cultivate Realm.

In future generations, there will be a ghostly saint who can get rid of Samsara's constraints with his own power.

Houtu frowned slightly, and his expression was a little surprised. After hesitating for a while, he said: "Okay! Thank you Chufeng fellow daoist."

"Houtu fellow daoist, if you think it's not good, we can still discuss it, or else your magic Treasures..."

"Wait, you said you are willing to join the Heavenly Dao Sect?????"

Chu Feng was dumbfounded. Originally, he was thinking of throwing out a condition that Hou Tu could not accept, and then giving another condition that he could barely accept.

At that time, this business will be completed?

But, the question is, did Hou Tu Wei Mao directly agree?

Isn't she a witch?

She also wants to join the Heavenly Dao sect? ? ? ?

Don't play the cards according to the routine? ? ?

"Of course I would!"

"Chu Feng fellow daoist is very knowledgeable, and joining Heavenly Dao Sect is naturally a good thing for me."

Looking at the land in front of him, Chu Feng didn't know how to take the conversation for a while.

"Chu Feng fellow daoist, can you follow me to the Wu Clan?"

"What are you doing?"

"Teach a few Big Brothers..."

After Chu Feng hesitated for a while, he was about to go, but saw not far away, in the surrounding mountains, there was a light of magic reaching the sky.

Xindao, this must be the birth of Lingbao.

How could he Chu Feng miss it, and immediately looked at everyone present.

Tianluo Daoist, the ancestor of Hongyun, is a quasi-sage who possesses a grandiose and purple aura.

Although Tianluo Daoist is strong and powerful, it can be guaranteed that someone in the predominant land is hitting him with this magnificent purple air.

Ancestor Hongyun, not to mention.

Except for Calabash, the best Xiantian spirit treasure, there is basically nothing to protect him.

Although it is the current strength, it has already surpassed Kunpeng, and it will never be without the power to fight back when encountering the demon master Kunpeng.

But the problem is that the current Three Sages of the Monster Race have been staring at him!

If this goes out, isn't he going to kill himself?

As for the Queen Mother of the West, it is even more impossible. After all, there is still a title of the head of the prehistoric female fairy.

With her mere Realm, it's probably not as good as the little girl of Daoist.

Zu Feng, Yuan Feng, the strength of the two has not yet recovered.

The only person Chu Feng can use now is the little girl Aoyue.

After all, it's the quasi-sage Realm, and it's the dragon clan, physically tyrannical.

Immediately, Chu Feng smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, fellow daoist, there are still things that I haven't done yet. This is a great opportunity. It's better to let the little disciple Aoyue accompany you for a while."

"What you think, I already know in my heart, and I will teach you everything and proudly."

"So, don't worry!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for what Hou Tu said, his body shape turned, and he fleeed directly towards Bu Zhou Shan.

In desperation, Hou Tu stayed with Ao Yue and headed to the Wu Clan.

In the prehistoric age, it is thirty miles below the mountain.

Here, the sky is full of light, the Spiritual Qi is pervasive, the rhyme of Taoism is surging like clouds, and when you look intently, you know that there must be a sign of the birth of Lingbao.

At the same time, in its surroundings, there are already countless strong people looking around.

Chu Feng was surprised, but Zhoushan, hadn't he heard that any treasure was born?

Except for the seven treasures, Calabash, they have long been picked clean.

and many more!

No, if you count Xiantian Spiritual Roots, there really is one.

Calabash Vine!

It has long been heard that there is a Hongmeng Spiritual Roots-Calabash vine in Shanxi.

There are seven Calabash on it.

The first one is purple gold Calabash,

The second is Fuchsia Jiujiu San Po Calabash,

The third one is Calabash,

The fourth one is Calabash,

The fifth, purple water and fire Calabash,

The sixth, purple-green Calabash,

The seventh, purple-black chaos Calabash.

Although all the seven treasures of Calabash have been taken away, this Calabash vine, that is, Hongmeng Spiritual Roots.

As for why people of later generations can only hear of Qibao Calabash, but not Hu Luteng, it makes Chu Feng a little surprised.

In fact, the Harmony Spiritual Roots Calabash vine, which bred the Seven Treasures of Calabash, had its origins exhausted, and had not yet waited for many powerful people to do anything, directly fleeing into the void, repairing in the cosmos and chaos for tens of thousands of years, and then was born.

Moreover, as soon as he was born, he was robbed by many powerful people, and he was directly transformed into countless stages, and his grade naturally dropped a lot.

Many Houtian spirit treasures, such as the dragon-binding rope, the immortal rope, the guanhong rope, the demon-binding rope, the Changhong rope, and so on, are actually made from the branches and vines of the Calabash vine.

Therefore, in later generations, only the Qibao Calabash was heard, but the Na Hongmeng Calabash vine was not seen.

"Is this thing really Calabash vine???"

Chu Feng had a slight doubt in his heart.

Immediately, Jian's eyebrows were raised, and he looked towards everyone around him.

Sanqing, Nuwa, Jiuying, Zhunti, Kunpeng, Taiyi, Emperor Jun, Styx, Zhenyuanzi, and many great powers, all stand in the void.

"You fellow daoist, as the so-called Calabash vine, I am waiting for some role, I don't know fellow daoist, can you cut love?"

Tai Shang slightly cupped hands, and said with a smile on his face.

If he were alone, he would naturally not say so, but they had three brothers, all of whom were Pangu god-tier.

Taishang, Tongtian, and primitive, they are all masters of the quasi-sage Realm, and they are also disciples of Taoist ancestors, so naturally they are a bit more arrogant than ordinary people.

"What the fellow daoist said is wrong."

"Amidst this predicament, all spirit treasures are obtained by those who are predestined."

"Pity my western elementary school teacher. I still haven't been able to own Xiantian Spiritual Roots. It's so sad."

"I also hope that fellow daoist will pity me for the poor western land, and give this Calabash vine to my brothers. I must be grateful for them."

Succeeds the cry of compassion and pity.

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