Honghuang: I am the Pure White Lotus, the time traveler begins

The old man was buried in the grave, and the old man was buried in the grave.

Hongjun's Yujing Mountain seemed to have not changed in the previous great changes in the world, but if there were any changes, they were relatively large.

Yujing Mountain is now taller and wider, with more spiritual vitality, and more exotic flowers and herbs, and more spiritual medicines. The overall environment and the feeling it gives people are more orderly and well-organized, like a chess game, with destiny determined by heaven, close to the way of heaven, and wonderful.

Overall, it has changed a lot.

Perhaps only the peach tree, which had been downgraded to the top-level innate spiritual root due to Yuanlian's troubles a long time ago, did not change much. It seemed not so perfect, but it also matched the number of fifty great ways, forty-nine heavenly derivatives, and one of them was given to all living beings.

Imperfections are revealed in perfection, which shows the wonderful principles of heaven.

At this time, with the outbreak of Hongjun's breath pressure, it spread and swept the entire Yujing Mountain. The entire Yujing Mountain fell into endless terror. The top-level innate spiritual root peach tree, which had long recovered its vitality, trembled in this endless terror, with leaves flying and fruits broken. It was really miserable.

If the peach tree had intelligence, it would probably have the heart to curse!

Fortunately, at this time, the Taoist children who had been like golden boys and jade girls under the peach tree for many years, that is, Haotian and Yaochi, still had the strength of Taiyi Jinxian Daquan after endless years.

In addition, Hongjun's aura pressure was obviously restrained after it burst out in an instant. Therefore, while Haotian and Yaochi knelt on the ground under Hongjun's aura pressure, they could still barely work together to protect the peach tree, and did not let the peach tree have any big problems.

"Haotian, what do you think happened to the master? Why did he make such a big fuss as soon as he came back?"

With a very puzzled and curious, childish and pleasant voice, Yaochi, who looked about seven or eight years old, like a porcelain doll, wearing a white jade fairy dress, turned her smart and beautiful little eyes and looked in the direction of Hongjun's palace, looking a little eccentric.

And Haotian, who was also about seven or eight years old, wearing a black Taoist robe with gold edges, looked very handsome and had a bit of fortitude. Although he was still childish, he was obviously slightly more mature than Yaochi.

Therefore, although Haotian also looked at the direction of Hongjun's palace with curiosity and doubt, he did not answer immediately. Instead, after thinking for a while, he suddenly looked at Yaochi with a serious face: "The master should be doing something to break through. The two of us must not disturb him."

"So this peach tree is the master's favorite thing. The two of us should take good care of it and not let the master be distracted."

After hearing this, Yaochi tilted her little head slightly and nodded gently to express her agreement.

But then Yaochi rolled her eyes at Haotian, her cute little face was full of speechlessness, her cheeks bulged slightly, and she mumbled incoherently.

Haotian is good in everything, but he is too boring. He is obviously the same as her, because he was enlightened by the master's magical powers. Therefore, he has some innate defects.

Therefore, even though his cultivation has reached the level of Taiyi Jinxian, it is difficult for him to grow in intelligence. In addition, he has never been to the prehistoric world to gain knowledge and broaden his horizons. His intelligence is also slow to grow and he cannot mature. Therefore, his mind is still like that of a child.

But Haotian just likes to pretend to be mature, which is really getting more and more boring.

"Haotian, aren't you tired? Do you know that you look very boring and you deserve a beating!"

Yao Chi muttered vaguely for a while, and felt that the pressure from Hongjun seemed to be restrained a lot, so he stood up, smiled evilly, and punched and kicked Haotian.

Seeing this, although Haotian was helpless, no matter how he pretended to be mature, he was still a child. Under Yao Chi's playfulness, Haotian also released his mind and began to play with Yao Chi.

For a while, the very deserted Yujing Mountain, the holy land of heaven and earth, was full of laughter and joy, which was also very good.

However, in sharp contrast to this very nice and cheerful situation, Hongjun, who was sitting on the futon in the palace, suddenly looked very ugly, gloomy as ice, with endless anger in his eyes, his fists unconsciously clenched, and his body trembled violently.

Because just now, Hongjun, who used his merits to break through, found that he could not break through at all, without any signs or reactions of a breakthrough, which was very strange and incredible.

And Hongjun had figured out this strangeness and incredibleness, that there was an invisible force interfering with him, so that his merits were consumed a lot, but

There was no movement.

This was the main reason why Hongjun seemed abnormal. Hongjun thought that he might have been plotted against.

"Is it Yuanlian? Or Yang Mei?" Hongjun, who suppressed and stabilized his emotions, began to think wildly and clearly identified two suspects.

This was normal. In Hongjun's view, in the current prehistoric world, it seemed that only Yuanlian and Yang Mei could plot against him. Others had no ability to plot against him at all, but...

"Although Yangmei and I are not very close, we are by no means incompatible. There is basically no obvious conflict or hatred."

"If we talk about the only conflict and hatred, it seems to be in the Western land a long time ago. He came forward to protect Shen Ni and Samsara to end some of his own cause and effect, which led to some conflicts and hatred."

"But this matter has been resolved, no Whether in terms of strength or face, he has won, and everyone has let it go. There is no reason to continue to dwell on this matter. "

"Besides, he has no reason to dwell on this matter. If he really wants to dwell on it, it will be me who dwells on it. And to be honest, this person still has the pride of the Chaos God and Demon, and I guess he will not, and will not do such things as secretly calculating others. "

Hongjun thought about it, and finally thought of Yang Mei's extraordinary identity. When he was disdainful of doing some shady calculations, he eliminated Yang Mei from the object of suspicion.

But since it's not Yang Mei, then it must be Yuan Lian, but...

"Although Yuan Lian makes me very afraid, and sometimes even deliberately targets me, and his behavior is even more crazy and weird, but he doesn't seem like a person who is secretly calculating. My attack on the Hunyuan Golden Immortal should not have much to do with him, but..."

After eliminating Yuan Lian's suspicion, Hongjun's eyes suddenly became empty and he became very confused.

I don't know how long it has been, Hongjun did not give up and started to attack the Hunyuan Golden Immortal again, and then there was no movement again, but Hongjun also vaguely understood what powerful force was interfering and preventing him from breaking through.

"Heaven! Why are you stopping me! Why..."

Hongjun, who was furious in an instant, stood up suddenly, shattered the palace, and roared to the sky, like a madman!

At the same time, on Mount Xumi in Xiniu Hezhou, there was a young, cold, unruly, and sharp-edged Taoist priest, who was also roaring to the sky, holding a terrifying divine spear, piercing the void in the sky, piercing through the heaven and earth, trying to destroy the way of heaven!