Hong Huang: Me! Enlightenment When You Sleep!

"Ugh……"

"How can such a good disciple be the disciple of Daozu?"

Daxian Yang Mei said with a heartache on his face.

In this regard, the ancestor Qiankun was not surprised, after all, he was the same as the Great Immortal Yang Mei, and regretted that he had missed a good apprentice.

"Xuan Yu, you will live here during this time, and Pin Dao will teach you the methods of Pin Dao!"

The ancestor Qiankun looked into the distance and said lightly.

When Yang Mei Daxian heard these words, his eyes trembled, and then he sighed silently without saying anything.

As for Xuan Yu, naturally he did not push back, so he lived in Wuliang Mountain with Daxian Yang Mei.

The next day, the three of them sat facing each other and began to discuss the Tao. For a time, golden light rose, golden lotus rose from the earth, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, and many visions emerged spontaneously.

It's just that when discussing the Tao, a strange phenomenon often occurs, that is, as long as the ancestor Qiankun and the Great Immortal Yang Mei preach, Xuan Yu will sleep!

Daxian Yang Mei was still a little angry at first, but every time Xuan Yu woke up and said his own opinions, he would be surprised by Daxian Yang Mei and the ancestor Qiankun. Over time, the two of them got used to the sleeping Xuan Yu...

The time is long, the years go by.

I don't know the geometry, the endless Taoism stopped abruptly, Yang Mei Daxian opened his eyes and found that the soul that had been condensed at the time became very misty, as if it might disappear in the next moment.

"Old friend...!"

For a moment, Great Immortal Yang Mei didn't know what to say, so he could only look at this soul quietly, his voice choked in his mouth.

At this moment, the ancestor Qiankun opened his eyes, but said with a smile: "Yang Mei, tens of thousands of years have passed. For these tens of thousands of years, the poor Dao has been alive and unconscious, and today he can pass on the Taoism. , I'm satisfied..."

Great Immortal Yang Mei looked at the weak soul, tears burst into his eyes. Their generation has become less and less, and now that the ancestor Qiankun is gone, he and Dao ancestor are the only ones left...

"Senior...!"

At this moment, Xuan Yu also opened his eyes, looked at the misty soul, and burst into tears.

Until this time, Xuanyu understood that the ancestor Qiankun was preaching with his own life!

Puff...!

Xuan Yu bent his legs and knelt in front of the ancestor Qiankun, and said, "Thank you, ancestor Qiankun. Poor Dao will definitely make your Taoism reappear!"

"Hahaha...I can accept you as a heir, but it's also a blessing for the poor..."

However, before the words of the ancestor Qiankun were finished, the misty soul dissipated in the void.

Seeing this, Yang Mei's old face couldn't help but smoked again, looking at the place where his soul dissipated, unable to speak for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Great Immortal Yang Mei took a look, and a bottle of monkey pulp appeared in his hand.

"Xuan Yu, let us give him one last ride!"

As he said, the big immortal raised his eyebrows with a big hand, a delicate wine glass fell in front of Xuan Yu.

Daxian Yang Mei took the wine flask, first poured the monkey pulp in it on the ground, and muttered to himself: "My friend, go all the way well..."

Immediately, they used Magic power to induce the wine syrup into the cup in front of Xuan Yu and himself, and the two picked up the wine glass and drank it...

"Let's leave too..."

Daxian Yang Mei looked back at the desk again, as if there was someone else beckoning and laughing with him, then he sighed a long sigh and left Wuliang Mountain with Xuanyu.

At the foot of the mountain, Xuan Yu looked at the Wuliang Mountain in front of him, frowned slightly, and then flipped his hand, violent Magic power gushing out.

Rumbling...

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the Five Elements beam of light rose into the sky, and the huge array concealed the world. Isn't it the original immeasurable array?

Soon after, this place was once again restored to the former scene of the dragon holding the mountain, where there is still the shadow of Wuliang Mountain.

Suddenly, a wave of hostility burst out from Xuan Yu's body.

"Xuan Yu, what happened?"

Daxian Yang Mei caught the hostility instantly, so he asked.

Xuan Yu said quickly: "Pan Dao sensed that the Human Race was going through a catastrophe, so Pang Dao didn't stay much longer."

Great Immortal Yang Mei also showed a hint of anger when he heard this. After all, Human Race was born weak and uncontested, but now disaster is coming.

So the two broke up here, and Xuan Yu hurried to the ancestral land of the human race.

………………

Terran ancestral land.

The smoke billowed, tens of thousands of bones had already piled up into mountains, and the flowing blood had gathered into rivers.

Even so, there are still humans falling one after another, the blood-colored sky, accompanied by endless killing!

Looking around, I saw that the elite demon tribe troops were advancing towards the human ancestor land.

Countless human race men fought hard against the demon race for the old and weak women behind him, but how could the weak human race be the opponent of the demon race?

For a time, the human race has completely become the fish on the board, and it can be slaughtered by others!

The demon wolf Xiaoyue, the tiger roared, and under their iron claws, humans died one after another...

Xuan Yu, who was rushing, saw the human race ancestral land billowing in smoke from thousands of miles away, with blood in the sky, black crows hovering and flying, making unpleasant roars.

When Xuan Yu saw this scene, his face instantly became gloomy, and with a nervous heart, he hurried to the ancestral land.

"All... are dead?"

Xuan Yu looked at the white bones in front of him, his eyes were hollow, and said in despair.

Next second.

"Who did it? I want you to die!"

A roar started in the air, and even the Jiu Ming Xuan Crow was shocked.

Looking at the human ancestors in the Cangling Mountains, a drop of blood and tears quietly slipped from Xuan Yu's eyes.

Xuan Yu stood up difficultly from the ground, clasped his hands together, quickly formed a battle, a mouthful of Blood Essence spewed out, and then shouted: "Deduced Dafa, know the past, act the future, sickness!"

After a quarter or three, Xuan Yu slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were already full of bloodshot eyes.

Xuan Yu clenched his fists, and said grimly: "Demon Race, you are looking for death!"

Boom...!

Before Xuan Yu's words fell, his legs jumped up, choosing a direction and pursuing it.

As for the place where Xuan Yu just stood, there is only one huge deep pit left at this time...

Xuan Yu hurriedly increased his whip along the way, and it didn't take long before he caught up with the Yaozu troops.

I saw many demonic generals holding wine glasses, drinking red liquid glass by glass, and that red liquid was actually human blood!

Seeing this, Xuan Yu's Killing intent became more intense, and at this moment, Xuan Yu's Cultivation Base seemed vaguely about to break through to the quasi-sage.

But at this moment Xuan Yu didn't have time to stop and feel this momentum, because there was only one word in his mind, kill!

Slaughter the jackals, kill the tigers and leopards!

Cramp, break his bones!

For a time, the killing intent was condensed, like a sharp blade...

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