Prehistoric Qinglian

()238, Hongjun’s lecture

The twelve ancestral witches appeared, each standing at random, but forming their own formations, and their auras were integrated into one. Even Zhu Pang, a monk who had become a sub-sage for the first time, felt a little depressed. Fortunately, they just did it casually, not deliberately, just

Raise your own momentum slightly to offset it.

The ancestral witch appeared, and everyone who had been discussing began to fall silent. They all restrained their momentum and released a little, making the place quiet.

After a while, two golden dots appeared in the distance, and soon turned into two golden lights. In an instant, two figures appeared, both wearing golden Taoist robes. On top of the Taoist robes, a huge three-legged golden crow was lifelike and deep.

The man held the bell in one hand. On the bell body, there were depictions of mountains and rivers, which were quite similar to the Chaos Clock. However, the momentum of the bell body was not that different, but it was Junhe Taiyi.

The bell body spiritual treasure in Taiyi's hand was also found by the two of them during this period of time. It is the 'morning bell' among the morning bells and evening drums;

"I have met all of you Taoist friends, but I am too late to come!" Like the wind, many monks also returned the greetings one by one. In just a moment, Jun became one with everyone and impressed several monks;

Perhaps this is how it should be, but these monks are not ordinary people. There are five of them in total, and all of them have quasi-sage cultivation;

The leader looks quite majestic. He holds a three-pronged sea-making steel fork in his hand and wears a dragon-scale armor. He calls himself "Ji Meng". He has the body of a dragon and the head of a dragon. He lives in seclusion in Zhangyuan. Wherever he goes, there will be violent storms.

The next four people all have different looks;

Yingzhao has a ferocious appearance, cold eyes, and a ferocious look that makes him avoid approaching strangers. He is holding an iron rod with densely engraved charms on it. It is also a rare spiritual treasure; its true appearance

It has the face of a human and the body of a horse, with tiger stripes, bird wings, and a voice like a pomegranate.

Fei Lian, dressed in animal skin, looks quite heroic. In his hand is a fan that is more than six feet long, which is decorated with various gems. It looks very gorgeous. It is also an innate spiritual treasure, and it is quite chic. His true appearance is a deer.

The body, head is like a bird, with horns, snake tail and leopard style.

It is iron-clad, with dark skin and a face like the bottom of a pot. It carries a mace on its shoulders and is bare-chested. It stares at Emperor Jun and Taiyi with a tiger's eye. It seems that it chooses people to eat. It is ugly in appearance and looks like a buffalo, but it has

It has huge horns soaring into the sky, and its fur is as black as ink. It feeds on innate iron and can refine innate steel.

The ghost car is the form of a ferocious beast from the ancient times. After the transformation, he looks majestic and quite heroic. There is no evil spirit around him, which hides his true identity. In his hand is a square-shaped halberd, leaning on the clouds, with an arrogant look on his face.

Staring at Dijun and Taiyi.

The body of this ghost car is famous, also known as the Nine-Headed Bird. It is red in color, like a duck, and shows its original shape. Its wings are tens of thousands of feet wide. It is blind during the day and night. In the slightest darkness, it will fly by with its song, which is also rare.

The masters, now that the ancient times have passed and the ancient times have come, Gui Che will definitely be the leader among them.

The few people were chatting happily, but within half a day, Jun and Taiyi formed a group with these five people, following them in and out. Zhu Pang looked on the side with his mouth agape, and knew that this troubled autumn was about to come.

About three days later, the space trembled, and four figures appeared. The leader was short in stature, with white beard and white hair, holding a white jade crutch. Behind him was a middle-aged monk in yellow robes, and the other in green shirt and blue hair stood proudly and erect;

Sideways, a female cultivator in a pink palace robe stood, her beauty making everyone's eyes widen.

"snort!"

The female cultivator was a little angry at being looked at and snorted coldly. The cultivators with straight eyes felt like they were being hit hard on the back of the head with a sledgehammer, their blood boiled, blood surged up in their chests, and their complexions turned red.

, purple.

These four people were Sanqing and Nuwa. Xuanzhou and Xie Xun were still in seclusion, and even the transmission of heaven's blessings did not affect them at all.

Nuwa was unhappy, and her cold snort taught those monks a lesson. It was also because she had no murderous intentions. Otherwise, even if these monks did not die, their foundation would still be unstable.

After Nuwa finished humming, her whole body became graceful and magnanimous, her temperament was revealed, and her noble aura dispersed. She dared not look directly at her even if her cultivation level was low, she just felt like it was defiled.

"Meet Senior Uncle Sanqing (Master, Senior Uncle, Master Uncle); Meet Second Senior Sister!" Zhen Yuanzi and several others went to pay homage, which made everyone in the audience feel worried. Sanqing was well-known, but not many people saw it.

In their view, Hunyuan was just a legendary figure. Now that he appeared in front of them, they all bowed and saluted, but they did not dare to come to listen to the sermon. With Hunyuan here, the saint's sermon must be very special.

Extraordinary.

Sanqing didn't know that their appearance had made Hongjun's reputation rise out of thin air.

"But only a few of you came from Kunlun Mountain!" I waved my hand to lift them up, and said something in my mouth. I also understood that Sanqing was not here, and most of the monks in Kunlun Mountain didn't know whether they should come to listen to the sermon, and wasted the opportunity in front of them. At the same time, in their hearts

He also secretly nodded his loyalty to the Kunlun Mountain monks.

Sanqing looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

"You guys are quite clever. Come with us to listen to the lecture. This is where you are waiting for the opportunity!" I opened my mouth and said without waiting for a few people to reply. After I finished speaking, without waiting for their reaction, I led everyone directly into Tianwei.

The door disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When everyone saw Sanqing and others entering, they no longer waited. They all rushed to squeeze in the door. In a moment, no one was seen on the field. After a while, two figures shot out from a distance and disappeared directly into the Tianwei Gate.

, the Tianwei Gate began to slowly disappear after the two figures entered.

The gate of Tianwei isolates chaos from the primitive world, and is also used for teleportation. As soon as Sanqing and others entered it, they came into chaos. With Hunyuan cultivation, as long as there is no friction in the barrier of the world,

, there was no crisis, a few people walked forward in the direction sensed in their hearts, twisting and turning, and walked for several days without feeling tired;

A few days later, a purple palace tens of millions of feet wide and millions of feet high appeared in front of us. Outside the palace, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine white jade stairs extended down. The stairs were half the height of a person.

, it is about ten feet wide, and its momentum is oppressive.

When Sanqing and others stepped into it, an invisible pressure was exerted on them. This pressure was nothing to Hunyuan. Sanqing and Nuwa's expressions did not change, and they walked up slowly;

Later, Zhen Yuanzi and others were much slower. Sanqing did not pay attention to the four of them, knowing that this was a test, or one of the tests.

Zhen Yuanzi was doing well, and he was walking steadily. Yun Zhongzi and Sun Jin were also moving forward firmly. Zhu Pang was much slower. Fortunately, he followed Sanqing and arrived earlier than the other monks.

In addition, my perseverance is very firm, and even though I walk slowly, I don’t need to stop.

After Zhu Pang walked up the stairs for half a moon, two more figures came under the stairs. These two people were the last two people to enter the Tianwei Gate. They were also people with profound luck. The two Tianwei people, Jie Yin and Zhunti,

Dingsage.(To be continued.)