Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

at the same time.

In the wild west, an ancient mountain range rises like a blue dragon rising from the horizon.

This is the Dragon Vein, Kunlun, which is far away from thousands of mountains in the world, and all over the world!

The towering Kunlun is the ancestor of all mountains.

This is also one of the most prosperous religions today, where the ancestral home of Chan Sect is located.

At this moment, in the Yuxu Palace, which holds the supreme position in Chanjiao.

An undetectable existence that traverses the sky and the earth, surrounded by Taoist charms, faintly appears from the void.

As soon as he appeared, the entire palace, mountain peaks, and even the sky seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

The extremely mysterious Dao patterns around his body continued to spread, and even the law was stagnant in his energy, as if no power dared to disrespect it.

Yuanshi Tianzun!

The ancestor of Chanjiao, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, a sage of heaven.

His figure was both real and illusory. His eyes were opened, and divine light penetrated the void, looking towards Guanjiang Estuary and Yangjiacun, hundreds of millions of miles away.

"Humble things, ignorant and fearless..."

With a soft voice, the figure disappeared again.

I don't know how long it took, but a man slowly came from outside the palace holding a coffin and a palace lantern, and stared at it silently for a long time.

He said softly: "The master teaches me the skills and has made great progress, but..."

Then he swallowed the unfinished words, stood up and left.

...

Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

Taoist Tongtian, who had dismissed all his disciples, stood proudly in the sky wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe that seemed to have rotating mysterious patterns.

If you look closely, you will see that this is clearly the supreme secret pattern formed by the innate purple energy and the golden light of merit.

Inside, four fierce sword shadows flashed vaguely.

His face was blurred, as if he were thousands of worlds away. But at this moment, he was looking into the east and said calmly:

"It's quite courageous. It's rare...not bad."

When the Taoist ancestors were high in the Zixiao Palace and I was away from home, Taoist Tongtian, who was almost the most powerful saint in the ancient world, could praise an unknown boy at this moment. It was already a unique thing.

And this was because he seemed to see Li Tong as a variable through a corner of the chaotic world, and just said these words.

Although he agreed with Li Tong's courage and courage, and praised his meaningless mentality when facing thunder and punishment, he did not agree with his stubbornness in saying those two words.

It is not a wise move to offend the one who died in heaven while living on the primitive earth!

Taoist Tongtian thought for a moment and suddenly smiled.

He thought to himself: "Let's see how this rare and interesting boy will cope with the next scene!"

Looking at the falling stars in the sky, he glanced gently and disappeared.

...

Above the thirty-sixth level of the Heavenly Tower.

Considered a forbidden place by ordinary immortals, Wahuang Heaven.

At this moment, a magnificent, noble and inexplicable palace is guarding amidst countless auspicious clouds and waterfalls!

It is surrounded by countless sacred powers of merit and virtue, making it appear brilliant and indescribable.

If any strand of this thing is released, it will be scalped by ordinary gods in the lower world, but here it is just a decoration.

Wa Palace, the dojo of the Nüwa Empress.

At this moment, inside the palace, a beautiful figure in stunning attire was sitting cross-legged on a futon.

At this moment, she frowned slightly, seeming displeased:

"Knowing the taboo, but still spreading it widely without any reverence, this person... will eventually die."

"but......"

Nuwa opened her eyes, and there seemed to be stars flowing inside: "Beauty is not an exaggeration, but this sentence is not bad."

...

In the underworld, the underworld flows.

Inside, there is a place where all the filth in the world gathers, called the Sea of ​​Netherworld and Blood.

The ancestor of Styx evolved the Asura clan among them, trying to imitate Nuwa in creating humans and becoming enlightened, but failed.

Since then, he has been hiding under the sea of ​​blood, unable to escape from the world.

At this time, deep in the Nether Sea of ​​Blood, there is an inexplicable place.

Suddenly there was a loud shout: "Okay, this is what we want!"

"There is no need to be afraid of any heavenly way or heavenly court. Only when all things turn against the will can we find a glimmer of hope and realize the great path."

On the flaming red lotus of the Twelfth Grade Industry, the petals are slightly reflected, revealing the figure of a small inn.

He was wearing a blood-red Taoist robe, and the sinister figure was sitting cross-legged, with Yuan Tu on his knees, and the two swords of Abi lined up horizontally, faintly exuding infinite sword energy.

Suppressing the faint buzzing sound coming from within the sea of ​​blood.

Then, the chanting of Buddha's music seems to come from nowhere, cleansing the heart, and it just makes people want to forget everything and worship the Buddha wholeheartedly.

"Old bald donkey!"

Ancestor Styx cursed secretly and wiped away the reflection on the lotus petals with his hand.

That's it for today. Even though he was somewhat interested in what Li Tong was going to talk about about the existence that could be called the Great Emperor, he still felt annoyed by the bald donkey talking in his ears.

As the blood-red spiritual light dispersed, he melted into the boundless sea of ​​blood, disappearing without a trace.

Only the brainwashing Buddha's voice is left, and I am not aware of it.

Deep in the underworld, under the six paths of reincarnation.

Hou Tu looked away calmly, her duty was only to guide the wandering souls and send them to reincarnation.

As for other people's fights and schemes, she didn't want to care at all.

Just looking at the messy and orderless underworld in front of me, I felt a little helpless.

In my heart, I hope that the so-called apotheosis of gods will be over soon, and there should be some manpower to sort out such a world.

Then she came back to her senses and looked at Li Tong's figure reflected in the water of Huangquan Pool.

Smile softly:

"Little guy, he does have some skills."

"It's just that you don't want to die in such a disaster."

...

At this time, in the inn.

When Li Tong said the word "Great Emperor", the audience could not conceal their doubts and surprises.

"Emperor?"

"I once remembered that the person buried in the tomb should also be a great emperor of enlightenment, but he is a monster!"

"It's hard to say that the person you sir specifically narrated for us turned out to be a being who can rival that person."

"That one is taboo. Is this a big problem for someone who is as powerful as taboo?"

"Compared with this, I am more curious about how mysterious the world in the book is, and how many great emperors have emerged from it!"

"Sir, sir, don't wait any longer and start reading quickly. We can't wait any longer."

“Interesting, interesting!”

Silently looking away from Yang Jian who had stopped changing, Master Yuding looked at Li Tong who looked confident on the stage.

He commented in his heart.

But while listening distractedly, I became somewhat interested in the existence of the so-called great emperor in the world in the book.

Great Emperor?

Compared to yourself, who is stronger or weaker?

Yuding Zhenren, who is a humble disciple of Chanjiao, is not as ordinary as outsiders think.

He, who possesses the Eighty-nine Mysterious Arts, is naturally not that simple.

As soon as my eyes fell on Li Tong, I heard him talk leisurely:

"It is said that in the world in that book, there is such a woman..."