Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

Fire Cloud Cave!

Once the power of the flood and wilderness, the cave house of the red cloud.

Even the vast flood and desolation can be called a top-notch blessed place.

It's just that because of Zhen Yuanzi's relationship, since the fall of Red Cloud for hundreds of millions of years, there is no other power to encroach on this blessed land.

Billions of years down.

This blessed place inevitably looks a little chaotic.

Today.

"Perhaps, this is fate!"

Feeling the attraction coming from the fire cloud cave in front of him, Fuxi sighed softly.

He naturally knew the origin of that wisp of purple qi when he preached.

Just....

Suddenly, I felt like I was a robber.

With the Hongmeng purple qi of others, he now occupies people's cave mansions.

Shaking his head slightly, Fuxi put aside his strange thoughts and prepared to walk into the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him.

Suddenly.

"Fuxi Daoyou! And slowly..." In

the distance, a voice containing mana came over.

Fuxi turned to look.

In the distance, an old man with long beard and long hair in the sky was flying towards this side quickly.

With just one breath, the old Taoist priest had already arrived in front of the Fire Cloud Cave.

Not Zhen Yuanzi, who else could it be.

However, Fuxi saw that this was not Zhen Yuanzi's body, but just a vicious corpse of Zhen Yuanzi.

"Red Cloud has fallen for hundreds of millions of years, and there is still a vicious corpse guarding this dojo in this town Yuanzi, it is really sentient and righteous."

Fuxi secretly said in his heart.

"Zhenyuan Daoyou!" Fuxi made a gesture.

"I have seen Fuxi Daoyou, congratulations to Daoist friends on returning from calamity and preaching sanctification!" Zhen Yuanzi fell from the cloud and saluted Fuxi.

Fuxi shook his head slightly, and said with a kind smile: "Zhenyuan Daoyou, I am now the human emperor Fuxi, how can I come back from the robbery." Hearing

what Fuxi said, Zhen Yuanzi was slightly startled.

Looking at the Fuxi in front of him, he also found a difference from the Fuxi in his memory.

In the past, even though Fuxi served as the emperor of the demon clan, he had a gentle smile on his face all year round, and the Fuxi piano in his hand never left his hand, and he was addicted to music all day long.

And now....

Although there was still a kind smile on his face, the majesty of the emperor revealed in his every move could not be fake.

And....

I don't know why, looking at the incomparably kind smile on Fuxi's face, Zhen Yuanzi always had a creepy feeling.

"It's poor road Meng Lang." Zhen Yuanzi quickly apologized.

"Poor Dao Zhenyuan, I've seen... Human Emperor Fuxi! Congratulations to Fuxi Taoist friends, preaching sanctification!

Zhen Yuanzi solemnly saluted again.

Well!

Honor a saint without shame!

"Zhenyuan Daoyou don't have to be polite, I think back then, when we listened to the sermon in the Zixiao Palace, I sat next to the Taoist, and I can be called a classmate!" Fuxi sighed again and again, with a look of nostalgia.

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Just now said that he was the human emperor Fuxi!

The Human Emperor heard the sermon in the Zixiao Palace back then?

"By the way, classmates are the names of those who are currently studying together in the academy of my Terrans." Fuxi explained at this time.

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

That's not the point!

"Fuxi Daoyou... I don't know what happened to you in this Fire Cloud Cave? "Zhen Yuanzi stiffly changed the topic, no, it should get to the point.

"Naturally, I am preparing to practice here in retreat." Fuxi looked at the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him and said with a sad expression.

"Practice here in retreat..." Although

Zhen Yuanzi had expected it for a long time, he was still a giggle in his heart at this time.

Looking at the new saint in front of him, the human emperor Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi really did not dare... Don't want to do it.

But....

Looking at the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him, Zhen Yuanzi's face gradually became solemn, and on the other side, in the Five Zhuang View, Zhen Yuanzi's body also rushed to this side with a solemn face.

Before he was about to make a move, maybe it was delaying time, or maybe it really couldn't, Zhen Yuanzi asked in a deep voice.

"Fuxi Daoist, why did you choose to practice in this Fire Cloud Cave... Although this Fire Cloud Cave can be called a good blessed place in the flood and desolation, it is not worthy of the Holy Humane Field!

"This is the ordained of heaven." Fuxi shook his head slightly.

"The Hongmeng Purple Qi used to become holy in the Poor Dao is the one that the Red Cloud Daoist used to be, and now that he is sanctified, the dojo should naturally stand here."

"Red Cloud Daoist's... Hongmeng purple gas.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but be silent, all the questions in his mind were suddenly, and he finally knew why this Fuxi could become a saint.

I also knew that year... Where did the Hongmeng purple qi after the Red Cloud Fall go.

"It turned out to be... Did the saint make a move? Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but be silent, and then there was a touch of determination in his eyes.

With both hands pinched, the civil engineering avenue condensed the mana, and a magical power began to brew.

However, Fuxi looked at the scene in front of him, but did not express the slightest, not even condensed mana, but just looked at it with a kind smile.

Seeing Fuxi's gesture, Zhen Yuanzi was annoyed, even if you have been sanctified and powerful.

But how can he also be a quasi-saint, and for these hundreds of millions of years, he has been practicing diligently and accumulating mana.

With the superb Innate Spirit Root Ginseng Fruit Tree's once-in-a-million ripe ginseng fruit, the mana he had accumulated was far more than a hundred times stronger than that of other quasi-saints.

This is also too underestimating him!

Zhen Yuanzi was angry in his heart, and the light of divine power in his hand was brilliant, and he was about to fight towards Fuxi.

"By the way, Hongyun Daoyou has been reincarnated, does Zhenyuan Daoyou know?" Fuxi looked kind and smiled.

"Boom!"

The divine power in Zhen Yuanzi's hand directly hit the ground in front of the Red Cloud Cave, and in the next moment, the divine light shrouded the Fire Cloud Cave within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

Suddenly.

Under the light of this light, the flowers bloom brightly, the fruit fragrance is pleasant, and the spiritual roots exude an incomparably rich vitality, swallowing the surrounding spiritual energy.

These hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth suddenly seemed to have turned into a fairyland on earth, where there was still a mess that had not been taken care of for hundreds of millions of years before.

"Fuxi Daoyou, look at the great power of this blossom of the poor road!" Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard and said with a bright smile.

Fuxi: "..."

Looking at the town Yuanzi in front of him, Fuxi suddenly felt that he might have underestimated this town Yuanzi.

"Zhenyuan Daoyou, what a power!" Fuxi praised.

"Fuxi Daoyou, I don't know what you just said, Hongyun Daoyou... Has been reincarnated, is it true or false? Zhen Yuanzi said with an earnest expression.

"Naturally, it's true." Fuxi bowed slightly.

"After Pingxin Niangniang established reincarnation, Hongyun Daoyou has been successfully reincarnated, and now I have not heard of it in the flood, presumably I have not yet preached Daoluo, and I have not found the Dao fruit."

Hearing Fuxi's words, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly became extremely excited, he believed that Fuxi's current saint honor would definitely not deceive him, an old Taoist.

"Hongyun Daoyou..."

Zhen Yuanzi's voice couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes immediately turned red.

After a while, Zhen Yuanzi controlled his emotions, and then looked at Fuxi apologetically: "Daoyou saw laughter, poor Dao heard the news of his friend, and he was out of shape for a while."

"No problem!" Fuxi shook his head slightly, stared at Zhen Yuanzi with burning eyes and smiled: "The relationship between Zhenyuan Daoyou and Hongyun Daoyou is more admirable than Jin Jian."

Although Fuxi's words were very sincere, Zhen Yuanzi felt Fuxi's burning gaze for some reason, and his heart was a little awkward.

Putting aside the strange thoughts in his heart, Zhen Yuanzi said with a solemn look on his face: "Thank you Fuxi Daoyou for telling your friend the news!"

"This kindness, Zhenyuan will not dare to forget, what Taoist friends order in the future, Zhenyuan will do his best!"

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi with a solemn face, Fuxi couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart.

For Zhen Yuanzi, even if Fuxi is now holy, he does not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

This is one of the only remaining Purple Sky Red Dust 3,000 guests in the flood famine.

You know, even he died once, and thanks to the blessing of his sister-in-law, he was able to be reborn and sanctified.

No matter how it is, none of the great powers who can live safely to this age are weak.

"Since Zhenyuan Daoyou is so gracious, Fuxi just has something to ask for, so he will be brazen and no longer push back." Fuxi said with a look of shame.

"Fuxi Daoyou, please say!" Zhen Yuanzi said with a straight face.

"Now that the Terrans are weak, Fuxi wants to ask Daoist friends to help take care of the Terrans." Fuxi said solemnly.

Hearing Fuxi's words, Zhen Yuanzi was immediately stunned, and looked at Fuxi in surprise: "Fuxi Daoyou has already become a saint, why should he take care of the Terrans?"

"Zhenyuan Daoist friends don't know something, although the poor Dao has been sanctified, he is not a Heavenly Dao Saint, but a Harmony Dao Saint!"

"Although it is sanctified, but next, the Yongzhen Terrans, Yongzhen in this fire cloud cave!" Fuxi said, his face showing a look of loneliness.

"Yongzhen Fire Cloud Cave? Aido Saint? Fuxi Daoyou, forgive the poor and unheard, what do you mean by this?

Zhen Yuanzi was slightly startled, and looked at Fuxi Dao in bewilderment.

"Daoist friends can still remember the words of Hongjun Daozu in the Zixiao Palace when he preached and distributed the holy throne." Fuxi sighed slightly and said softly.

"What did the Taoist friend say?"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly and wondered.

"Hongjun Daozu once said that there are three ways to preach sanctification, preaching with force, preaching with merit, and preaching by beheading three corpses."

"It was also said that the nine of the flood wilderness are the extreme, so there should be eight Heavenly Dao saints in the flood wilderness."

"However, the avenue is fifty and the heavenly Yan is forty-nine, and one of them is gone, so only seven Hongmeng purple qi are distributed down."

Fuxi said solemnly.

"Naturally remember." Zhen Yuanzi nodded, and his face couldn't help but show a touch of loneliness, back then, his Red Cloud Daoist friend fell into the flood desert because of this Hongmeng Purple Qi.

However, this loneliness is also fleeting.

After all, he now knew that Red Cloud had not completely returned to ruins, but had been successfully reincarnated.

"Don't Daoists feel that the words in Dao Ancestor's mouth conflict?" Fuxi said lightly: "After all, when the Dao Ancestor preached the Dao Law, he did not mention the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned slightly, and his heart suddenly seemed to set off a terrifying wave, and his eyes looked at Fuxi incredulously.

For Zhen Yuanzi's reaction, Fuxi did not care, but continued.

"Hongjun Dao ancestor preaches the world, what a person, naturally will not lie, so... What Hongjun Daozu said was correct.

"There are three ways to preach sanctification, and there are only eight holy places in the flood, but... The Dao Ancestor did not explicitly say whether the holy position of the Heavenly Dao of Sanctification and the Flood Desolation were the same. "

This..." Zhen Yuanzi's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fuxi excitedly, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"The saint mentioned in the mouth of Hongjun Dao Ancestor is the Heavenly Dao Saint, and the sanctification of the Dao is the Harmony Dao Saint, which is the cultivation of the three ways of preaching in the mouth of Hongjun Dao Ancestor."

Fuxi's voice was sonorous.

"Daoist friends take this seriously!" Jinmotoko's voice trembled.

If the previous gaffe was heard of the reincarnation of Hong Yun and gaffed because of excitement, then at this time, it was for the sake of the road.

Cultivators, who have never dreamed of seeing the scenery standing at the top.

"Naturally! Otherwise, in the Zixiao Palace back then, why didn't the Dao Ancestor point out the matter of sanctification of the poor Dao. Fuxi said indifferently.

"If the Taoist still doesn't believe it, then think about the one in the East China Sea."

"That one in

the East China Sea..." Zhen Yuan's face changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered the mysterious power of the Dao Ancestor of the East China Sea, who was a friend, but had never walked the flood waste.