Man in the wilderness: Rebirth of spiritual bamboo, I am the sage of ritual

this day.

Hongyun, the first good old man in the flood wilderness, finished the autumn wind from his friend Zhen Yuanzi's house.

On the way back to his dojo.

His red cloud was the first red cloud of the innate enlightenment.

The three clouds are all his juniors.

Hongyun held the ginseng fruit that he had made friends from the top and took it by hand.

"Zhen Yuanzi was also reluctant, so he used the 10,000-year-old ginseng fruit to deal with me. "

There is a mess on the mouth, but there is a smile on the corner of the mouth, and the two are real fellow practitioners.

Suddenly.

Red Cloud is alert.

I saw that Peng Niao had been blocking the road, and his face was unwilling.

Mouthful:

"It was you who took my holy throne, my Hongmeng purple qi. "

"It's all because of you!".

"Death!".

The Red Cloud Secret Road is not good.

In the past, Zixiao Palace had cause and effect, after so many years, I couldn't imagine that this demon master Kunpeng still held a grudge.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, this matter ......".

The words are not finished yet.

Kunpeng spit out a palace, and it rose in the wind, and it was tens of millions of feet high in a short time.

Seeing this, Hongyun took out a red gourd.

I saw a red desert erupting from the mouth of the gourd, covering the palace.

But there are all kinds of divine weapons shot out of the palace.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Hongyun hurriedly withdrew.

The red clouds are extremely fast.

But he was defeated by Kunpeng and spread his wings and went millions of miles.

The two of you chase after me.

The red cloud went to the boundary of Wuzhuang Temple.

But they didn't know that in the void, there were two people who had been waiting for a long time.

"Dijun, Taiyi!".

Hongyun saw the two of them appear.

Against one of them, he is naturally not afraid.

Three against one of him.

Despair.

A small bell has blocked the space.

There is no way out.

Suddenly.

Hongyunfu came to his heart, summoned all his body mana, and exploded his body.

The three of them hurriedly dispersed.

The power of a quasi-saint's mid-stage power to self-detonate is truly terrifying.

The Red Cloud Yuan Shen entered the Ninety-Nine Scattered Soul Gourd and continued to escape.

The three of them did not chase after the Red Cloud Yuan Shen, but looked at the Hongmeng Purple Qi that appeared after the Red Cloud exploded.

Seize the foundation of the Tao!

The trio rushed to the center of the explosion.

Seeing that the three of them did not chase after him, Hongyun thought that he had escaped.

But I don't know!

The Styx Ancestor has long been in ambush.

If the flesh is still there, in its heyday.

The River Styx is only a quasi-pre-saint cultivation, and he is not afraid.

Now that the physical body has been lost, the original spirit is greatly injured.

Hongyun refused to be humiliated, and the original spirit blew himself up, and his body died.

But there is a glimmer of life between heaven and earth, a Hongmeng purple gas that appeared at some point.

Holding the last trace of the red cloud and reincarnating.

Then again.

The other side!

The three of them searched hard, but they didn't want Hongmeng's purple qi to disappear in place.

The three of them searched for everything, but they found nothing.

At this time, I found that not far away, I don't know when a bald head appeared.

And so!

The three of them looked at the bald heads.

It's the lead.

The bald head is also not afraid.

The two smiled and said: "Fellow Daoists, Ziqi has a relationship with me in the West, I don't know if I want to cut love." "

The three sneered.

Especially Kunpeng couldn't bear it anymore.

back then.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongyun, a good old man, gave up his seat and took the lead.

Then he sat down and cried again

"My senior brother and I came together, the West is barren, and I have also gone through hardships, I hope a few Taoist friends will make it convenient for me to give it to my senior brother. "

The five people on the futon watched coldly.

Such as watching a monkey show.

The bald head looked at the four people in front of the futon, all of whom had their own forces.

The three clears are one, and the cultivation is high.

There is Fuxi behind Nuwa.

Only Kunpeng in the fifth seat is alone.

So he said:

"This big bird fellow, please give up your seat to my senior brother. "

Kunpeng ignored it.

The bald head has intensified.

"What right do you brute have to sit here, give up your seat. "

Primordial, who was sitting in front, also spoke:

"What qualifications do you have to sit with me? "

Kunpeng was humiliated and helpless.

plus Zhun Ti and the two of them are eyeing each other.

I had to get up, and the other bald head sat down.

Then.

The saint spoke

"The seat has been set, and I can't move today. "

The more Kunpeng thought about it, the more angry Zixiao Palace became in the past.

Today, Dijun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng joined forces to lead the golden body to be unstable, and the Tao was ruined for 10,000 years.

I had to flee in embarrassment.

The three of them did not kill the killer, after all, they were the disciples of the saints.

Don't dare to anger the saints.

The three of Kunpeng sensed that Zhen Yuanzi was in a hurry from afar.

Styx was also present, and he had already conspired with the three of Dijun to intercept and kill Red Cloud.

Now Hongyun is dead, but Hongmeng Purple Qi is not there.

Di Jun and Taiyi brothers, but they wonder if it was secretly obtained by Kunpeng and Styx.

Kunpeng guessed again that it was not Emperor Jun and Styx who received the purple qi.

Thereupon.

Several people left with their own hearts in mind.

......

Kunlun Mountain.

A young man with black hair hanging down his waist, wearing a Qingrong Taoist temple, wearing a big red and white crane autumn coat and carrying a long sword.

Come down the mountain.

But I didn't expect to see a bald head head-on.

"Quasi-Daoist, why is it in my way?".

The bald head smiled and said

"On a whim, I want to have a discussion with Tongtian Daoists. "

The boy is Tongtian.

Tongtian sneered:

"Then ask about my sword. "

The two of them have fought a battle, and Zhun Ti secretly complained, this magic power is good.

In the same quasi-saint mid-stage, there was a crushing situation at the beginning.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the title of the first lethality of the flood famine.

Through the sky, I saw a meteor across the sky.

Tongtian's face was sad.

Red Cloud is dead and can't be saved.

Thereupon.

Tongtian put away the sword diagram, turned around and walked aisle:

"The West is despicable, but today I have seen it. "

Zhun lifted his hands and folded his hands:

"Daoist friends laughed, God has mercy on me in the West. "

Since then, the futon of Zixiao Palace has ended in karma, and Hongyun has died.

A Hongmeng purple qi disappeared.

......

......

Kitayama.

Xun Li watched the sky at night and saw a giant star falling in the stars.

"Red Cloud is dead!".

There was neither sadness nor joy on his face.

Red Cloud's so-called kindness is good deeds.

In his eyes, he just didn't understand the sky, and finally turned into ashes in the calamity.

The result is nothing more than karma and retribution.

In the midst of the desolation.

Taiqing Laozi advocated inaction and rule by inaction.

The original advocates conforming to the way of heaven and pursuing the way of heaven.

Tongtian advocates intercepting a glimmer of life for all sentient beings.

They all complement the Heavenly Dao and take the development of all things in the Heavenly Dao as their own philosophy.

Every move is to practice the way of heaven.

I don't know if it was unintentional or intentional, but the three of them had already walked in front of the many powers of the flood wilderness.

It is not a loss of the three Qings, Pangu orthodoxy.

Two of the six sanctified people in the West are allowed to be mentioned and introduced.

He is also not a simple person.

The two of them are really calculating, and in the past, Zixiao Palace and Hongyun had a cause and effect.

If the West wants to repay, it will be extremely difficult.

The red cloud gave way to the lead, and there was a great opportunity and a great creation.

It's too big for the two Westerners who are not yet sanctified today.

Only Red Cloud dies, and cause and effect end.

Most of the two of them had long wanted to plot against Hongyun, Dijun, and Kunpeng just borrowed a knife to kill people.

I just don't know!

Hongjun, who sits on the platform, plays a role in it.

Seven Hongmeng purple qi disappeared one by one.

Is it also verified.

The way of heaven is fifty and forty-nine, and one of them is gone.

Or is it that the way of heaven is ruthless, with heaven and earth as chess pieces, and all things as dogs.

Xun Li couldn't help but feel more and more that the way of heaven is unpredictable.

He pinned the primordial spirit in the long river of heavenly opportunities.

All divination is based on the long river of fate.

Usually, the sky is clear, and the direction of the long river is clear at a glance.

Da Luo Xiuwei can rely on the long river, and you can see the general trend after 3,000 years of flooding.

The quasi-saint can see a 30,000-year cycle of cause and effect.

Now the calamity is about to start, and countless calamities are flooding the long river of heavenly machines.

Like a cloud of mist, where the long river goes, where it flows.

The heavenly machine is chaotic, and even the saint cannot really capture the heavenly machine.

No one can peep.

No one will.

Xun Li Yuan Shen appeared on the long river of heavenly machines.

I saw that the sky was full of calamity, and countless fierce qi wrapped the long river.

The road ahead is nowhere to be seen.

In this matter, the stars are darkening in the sky, and the sun is rising.

The day enters its darkest days.

Also known as dawn night.

Dawn is followed by dawn.

After dawn is the endless desolation of beings.

Day and night repeatedly, the heavenly way cycles.

Life and death.

At this time.

Xun Li suddenly smiled, the desolate beings are the continuation of the future.

Step out.

He has entered the middle stage of the quasi-sainthood.

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