Prehistoric: Reborn as a tortoise, with understanding that defies heaven

The name of Guixuan Daozu has been spread in the prehistoric land for 20,000 years.

It spread to every corner of the prehistoric land with the momentum of a spark.

The luck of heaven and earth descended, but because Yang Gui concealed the secret of heaven, the energy was hidden by the Chaos Pearl.

After circling over the prehistoric land, this huge force of luck was hidden in the void.

Just wait for the real body of Guixuan Daozu to come, gather the luck of heaven and earth, and enjoy the name of Daozu!

As soon as the name of Daozu came out.

Hongjun, who was far away in the chaos, trembled in his heart, as if something important was lost.

The way in his mouth could not help but stop.

The saints who were listening to the sermon felt depressed, but because of the previous things, no one dared to ask.

However, the time for this sermon had not passed one-third, so Hongjun had to complete this sermon first, and then do other things.

Except Hou Tu, the twelve ancestors of witches all looked bored.

The ancestor witch without the primordial spirit simply couldn't understand Hongjun's teachings.

They came here just to seize the holy position.

As for other creatures.

Except for the three thousand saints who came to listen to the teachings for the first time, they all understood only half of it. For the legendary holy position, they endured the discomfort in their hearts and sat cross-legged in Zixiao Palace.

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"Since you want to maintain the operation of the heavenly way, but the so-called heavenly way is fair, what will be the consequences if you, a saint, disobey the heavenly way?"

"The Taoist ancestor has appeared, the general trend remains unchanged, and from now on I am the Taoist ancestor, what should you do?"

In the North Sea, Yang Gui, who returned to the Chaos Pearl, thought in his heart.

All the arrangements made before finally came in handy today.

The Buzhou Mountain Gourd fell unchanged into the hands of each saint.

It made Yang Gui realize that this old guy seemed to have been maintaining something to achieve a certain purpose.

Perhaps using the Chaos Demon God to complete the catastrophe is just the beginning.

Yang Gui was familiar with the general trend of the prehistoric world, and before Yang Mei Daxian left, he seemed to have something in mind.

When the Heavenly Court was born, the origin of the three heavens was missing, the Heavenly Dao was furious, and the divine thunder was circling, but it was hidden.

After the Three Pure Ones became saints, they established the Great Red Heaven, the Qingwei Heaven, and the Yuyu Heaven, which just completed the three heavens and achieved the thirty-six heavens of the Heavenly Court.

Nuwa created humans to complete the human way; Hou Tu transformed the reincarnation to complete the reincarnation way.

It's a pity that Zhen Yuanzi, who holds the Book of the Earth, has no chance to establish the earth way.

Even the Conferred God Calamity is to complete the operation of the gods of heaven and earth.

As time goes by, the Great Dao hides, and the Heavenly Dao is completely revealed.

The Dao that Hongjun talked about is the Heavenly Dao, not the Great Dao Law. This prehistoric saint only knows the Heavenly Dao, not the Great Dao Law.

It is hopeless to want to transcend.

"Old boy is so willing to give me all the Great Dao Laws, is this fishing..."

Take out the Law Spirit Treasure given by Hongjun, Yang Gui chuckled in his heart.

How could Hongjun guess that his comprehension was already at the heaven-defying level, as long as he was given plenty of time.

With the laws of heaven as his foundation and the laws of the great way on his body as his guide, he would transcend the heavenly way sooner or later.

Now that he had the capital to fight against the saint, Yang Gui was not going to live any longer.

It was true that he was a tortoise, but that did not mean that he would only shrink and allow others to calculate.

Although the realm of the middle stage of the Hunyuan Jinxian was far from that of a saint.

But his methods had been tested on Hongjun.

Once his real body faced Hongjun, he was still not in harmony with the Dao.

At this time, he was just a saint, not the real heavenly way!

He took the path of comprehending thousands of laws, and thousands of laws were integrated into his body.

Although his realm was low, it was not certain who was stronger or weaker than Hongjun, who was a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian who took a different path by combining the three corpses into one.

And robbing Hongjun of the title of "Daozu" was just to delay the time for him to be in harmony with the Dao.

Prevent Hongjun from entering the realm of Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian and Hedao now.

Give yourself more time to develop.

It is also a step-by-step test of Hongjun's true purpose.

"In the chaos, the Chaos Demon God does not have such a realm as Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

In the prehistoric land, time passed.

In a blink of an eye, Hongjun's sermon has come to the end.

"This sermon will last for 30,000 years, and what I will talk about is the way of quasi-saints. You will practice with all your heart in the future."

Hongjun's voice was indifferent. Looking at the densely packed prehistoric sacred people in Zixiao Palace, he felt a headache.

Taiqing Taoist asked, "Teacher, is there any requirement for beheading the three corpses?"

His question made the twelve ancestors who were originally preparing to leave a little unhappy.

The get out of class is over, why are you still dragging the class? !

Hongjun looked at the other saints who were also confused, and said slowly, "Good corpse, evil corpse, and self corpse, only the innate spirit can be killed."

"If you want to kill the three corpses, you must use the innate spiritual treasure as a sustenance, as a support for the three corpses."

"It is best to use a spiritual treasure that is compatible with yourself, and wait until the three corpses are killed and the three corpses are united, then you can prove the truth!"

Hiss! !

Hongjun's words shocked all the saints present.

The purpose of beheading the three corpses is to purify the heart, make oneself more in line with the operation of the way of heaven, and comprehend the laws of heaven and earth.

I didn't expect that the requirements for beheading the three corpses were so harsh that it actually required innate spiritual treasures to be relied on.

You should know that the gods present, except for those who were born with companion spiritual treasures, have no spiritual treasures on them.

What's more, beheading the three corpses requires three innate spiritual treasures that match oneself.

So many spiritual treasures, where can these gods find them?

In an instant, all the gods began to hold their pockets tightly to prevent the spiritual treasures from leaking.

"Thank you, teacher!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

After Hongjun finished speaking, the gods present looked respectful.

"This time the sermon will last for 30,000 years, and the next sermon will be..."

At this point, Hongjun paused.

Glancing at the densely packed innate gods in front of him, "The next sermon will be after a Yuanhui!"

"It is also the last time for the teacher to preach."

"I hope you will experience it carefully after you go back."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he waved his sleeves.

All the saints disappeared in Zixiao Palace.

As for the so-called sainthood, Hongjun chose to forget it, and did not even give others a chance to ask again.

The door of Zixiao Palace was closed, and Hongjun sat on the futon with his brows tightly closed, "The secrets of heaven are in chaos..."

Outside Zixiao Palace.

The three thousand saints and other latecomers looked at each other.

Soon they were divided into large and small forces.

"Witch clan!! The cause and effect in Zixiao Palace should be settled!"

Jieyin and Zhunti spoke in cold voices.

Sanqing and Nuwa also looked gloomy.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

The aura of the twelve witch ancestors was so strong that it caused the chaotic void to shake.

"You in the West can grab that seat, but we, the witch ancestors, can't grab it?"

"The saint's seat, you sit on, we inherited it from Pangu, can't we do it?!"

Dijiang's voice was low, and the power of the law of space condensed in his body.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Fight!!"

The demon emperor Jiang, who had been unable to bear it for a long time, offered the River Map and Luo Shu and was ready to attack.

But as soon as the River Map and Luo Shu appeared, the Time Ancestor Witch shouted loudly, "The best innate spiritual treasure, the spiritual treasure that the saints said was used to kill the three corpses, why don't you grab it quickly!"

What? !

Emperor Jun was shocked.

When he looked around, he found that many saints were looking at the River Map and Luo Shu in his hand with greedy expressions.

Who said that the witch clan has no brains!

Emperor Jun roared in his heart.

Facing so many greedy eyes, even he, as the king of all demons, felt huge pressure.

He couldn't help but quickly put away the River Map and Luo Shu in his hand.

Not only him, but even the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa and other saints did not dare to show their spiritual treasures at will.

Once the method of killing the three corpses was released, all the innate spiritual treasures were fought over by other saints.

Now everyone's strength is about the same, facing the saints of the same realm.

For those with deep roots, facing four or five of them is the ultimate.

Facing the densely packed Daluo Jinxian, even Taiyi Jinxian and other sacred beings in front of them.

No one dared to expose the spiritual treasure rashly.

Di Jiang laughed at this time, "Hehehe, you need spiritual treasures, but our Wu clan doesn't!"

"My Wu clan has never been afraid of anyone in close combat! Fight!!"

Boom! !

The space law entangled, Di Jiang's fist passed through the space and appeared beside Di Jun.

A punch knocked Di Jun, who had not yet reacted, into the chaos.

"Fight!"

The twelve witch ancestors came together.

Soon they were entangled with the demon clan, the void trembled, and the sound shook the sky.

Some prehistoric sacred beings were also involved.

The Wu clan's close combat ability once again shocked the prehistoric sacred beings.

The good old man Hongyun swallowed his saliva, pulled Zhenyuanzi beside him and said, "Daoyou Zhenyuan, this place is dangerous, let's go back to the Taoist temple."

"Let's go! Let's go! If we don't leave now, we will be dragged in!"

Zhenyuanzi responded quickly.

As he said that, he pulled Hongyun back to the prehistoric world. What holy position, spiritual treasure!

Now they just want to leave this vortex as soon as possible.

Not only do they think so, some weak prehistoric sacred people have already hidden themselves, looking for opportunities to sneak into the prehistoric Taoist temple.

In the chaos, the power of various laws permeated, and the true fire of the sun burned the void.

Taiqing Taoist, Yuqing Yuanshi, Shangqing Tongtian; the Three Pure Ones watched the witch clan and the demon clan fighting, their eyes gloomy and uncertain.

Nuwa snorted coldly, "Today's matter will never be stopped!"

After that, she pulled Fuxi back to the prehistoric world.

The Wu clan was cunning, and there were other sacred beings around who coveted other people's spiritual treasures. Nuwa did not dare to attack them casually, and could only remember them for the time being.

Jie Yin and Zhunti had already joined the battle group.

The west was barren, and the two sacred beings not only wanted to seek revenge from the Wu clan in Zixiao Palace, but also wanted to take the opportunity to plunder the spiritual treasures of the demon clan.

Taoist Taiqing observed for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice, "Let's go too!"

"This is not the time to settle the cause and effect. We must do it someday!"

How can Pangu's authentic face be slandered by others like this?

Yuqing Yuanshi secretly shot out a fairy light, which fell on the water ancestor witch Gong, and an inexplicable color appeared in his eyes.

Shangqing Tongtian showed his edge, how could he bear it.

He immediately hit Zhurong, the ancestor witch of fire.

Zhurong, who was fighting fiercely, was beaten thousands of miles away. Just as he was about to find someone to attack, he was besieged by the gods of the prehistoric world again.

The Three Pure Ones returned to the prehistoric world.

Only the demon clan, the witch clan and some prehistoric gods with ulterior motives were left to fight in the chaos.

Dong Wanggong, the head of the male immortals, wanted to participate in the fight and snatch the magic weapon, but was worried that his magic weapon would be snatched away.

After several hesitations, he chose to leave.

"Brother, I feel an opportunity."

Shangqing Tongtian suddenly said as soon as he entered the prehistoric land.

Taoist Taiqing paused, "I feel it too."

Then they all looked at Yuqing Yuanshi, and Yuanshi nodded, "Me too."

The Three Pure Ones followed the call in their hearts and soon arrived at a corner of Buzhou Mountain.

A congenital formation appeared in front of the Three Pure Ones.

With the appearance of the congenital formation, Yang Gui's figure also appeared here.

"Senior Guixuan?"

Shangqing Tongtian was a little surprised, "You also feel the opportunity here?"

If so, it will be troublesome.

The three brothers felt that there was an opportunity here that was destined for them, and they didn't know what was in this congenital formation.

If Guixuan packed up and took everything away like last time, there would be no share for the three of them.

Yang Gui shook his head and said to the Three Pure Ones, "I came here to witness a split."

Split?

The Three Pure Ones felt inexplicably strange.

Yang Gui ignored them, and the congenital restriction in his hand spread, breaking the congenital formation in front of him in a blink of an eye.

The speed of breaking the formation was so fast that Shangqing Tongtian felt incredible.

The innate formation can be easily broken, this person's level in the formation is simply top-notch!

The next second, he felt a call.

I saw the innate formation was broken.

A blue lotus in the formation exuded the meaning of endless creation.

The blue lotus bloomed in all forms, and the treasure showed the heavenly power.

"The 24th-grade blue lotus of creation!"

Shangqing Tongtian exclaimed.

The lotus bloomed in its present form, implying the creation of heaven and earth, and endless life.

The flower bloomed in 24 grades, the creation is endless, and the rhyme of Taoism rises.

This is a lotus seed bred from the 36th-grade blue lotus of creation, but the brooding process was interrupted and fell into the prehistoric world.

I didn't expect it to be born here!

Boom!

The 24th-grade blue lotus of creation was born, which was not tolerated by the way of heaven.

The thunder of destruction was bred in the sky, and the Three Pure Ones were shocked.

Shangqing Tongtian couldn't help asking, "Senior, the twenty-fourth-grade Creation Green Lotus has no merits, and the Heavenly Dao wants to destroy it. What should I do?"

Yang Gui chuckled, "The Green Lotus is divided into three parts, and Creation is broken; if you don't come out now, when will you come!"

Boom!

One sentence is like a blessing to the soul.

Taoqing Taoist stepped forward and whispered, "Lotus!"

The twenty-fourth-grade blossoming Green Lotus fell into the hands of Taiqing Taoist and turned into a Panlong Bianguai.

Top-grade innate spiritual treasure!

Yuqing Yuanshi stepped forward and whispered, "White lotus root!"

The lotus root of the green lotus turned into the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, which was put into Yuqing Yuanshi's arms.

Another top-grade innate spiritual treasure!

Shangqing Tongtian stepped forward again, "Green Lotus Leaf!"

The lotus leaf of the green lotus turned into the Qingping Sword, which he put on his waist.

"Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves, the Three Pure Ones are one family!"

Yang Gui suddenly said, "Hahaha, so divided, so divided!"

"I wonder if the friendship between the three of you brothers will be like this green lotus in the future, and it will be difficult to heal after being divided."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the twenty-four-grade green lotus rhizome that had not yet dissipated was collected by him and put into the Chaos Pearl.

The green lotus rhizome took root in the chaos, just like returning to the embrace of the mother.

The rhizome that was about to die and on the verge of destruction swallowed and exhaled the air of chaos, and there was a faint sign of recovery.

The Taoist Taiqing's eyes condensed, "Senior Guixuan, what do you mean by this?"

Yang Gui shook his head, "You can experience it yourself."

After saying that, he raised his footsteps and disappeared in front of the Three Pure Ones.

Yuanshi opened his mouth, "Brother, this..."

Tongtian also looked puzzled.

Taoist Taiqing looked at his two younger brothers and felt a little bad. "Perhaps Senior Guixuan wants to remind us that we should never split up."

Then he began to change the subject. "The sage has passed down the way of quasi-saints, and we have obtained spiritual treasures. It is time for us to enter the realm of quasi-saints!"

After saying that, regardless of the puzzled expressions of his two younger brothers, he returned to Kunlun Mountain first.

Yang Gui walked in the wilderness and looked up at the chaotic void.

The battle there was still going on.

The battle between the witches and the demons, and the greed for spiritual treasures, made these prehistoric gods think differently, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity and not willing to leave the chaos.

But they didn't know that the lion was just wasting time.

Three times of preaching, 30,000 years each, with a 10,000-year interval.

Three thousand years of preparation, the remaining time for these prehistoric gods to fight and break through.

Twelve hundred and ninety-six hundred years, the time of a Yuanhui, is like creating a fairy world of its own.

Let the fairy blossom and bear fruit in the prehistoric world.

Hongjun's preaching speed was too fast, and it was somewhat different from what he remembered.

Three thousand years later, a vast voice came from the East China Sea.

"I am the head of the male immortals personally appointed by the saint, the King of the East; I have established a fairy court on Penglai Fairy Island in the East China Sea, and the innate spiritual treasure Dragon Head Grip suppresses the luck! Establish the prehistoric order, and I hope the Heavenly Dao will see it!"

Boom!

A yang force burst out, and the merits of the Heavenly Dao fell from the sky.

This is the Heavenly Dao's recognition of the King of the East.

As soon as the Immortal Court appeared, all the gods of the prehistoric world were in an uproar.

Except for the weak prehistoric creatures who ran together and went to the Immortal Court, some powerful gods were all unhappy.

Establishing the Immortal Court with the title of the head of male immortals means suppressing half of the immortals of the prehistoric world.

Stepping on them to get to the top.

Even Yang Gui frowned.

He noticed that a trace of his luck actually left his body and flew towards the east.

He just pointed his finger, and the luck that flew away from his body was pulled back.

"Dong Wanggong is really asking for death."

No wonder he was killed by Di Jun first.

As an emperor, as a god.

How can he tolerate others trampling on his dignity.

This is not just a battle of luck, but also a question of dignity.

If it weren't for the prehistoric saint Hongjun suppressing it, it is estimated that some prehistoric gods would have killed Dong Wanggong long ago.

"I wonder how the East King is practicing the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."

Yang Gui narrowed his eyes and flew towards the East China Sea.

In Penglai, the East China Sea, the immortal light was in a panic.

The head of the male immortals, the East King, held the innate spiritual treasure Dragon Head Crutch, floating in the void, emitting endless holy light and full of vigor.

It echoed with a fairy island of billions of miles below.

The fairy island that the East King had been waiting for tens of thousands of years was finally born!

On the fairy island, countless scattered immortals bowed to congratulate; spiritual birds flew all over the sky.

"Congratulations to the Immortal Court!"

"Congratulations to the East King!"

The vast voice resounded through the prehistoric world.

Above the nine heavens of Buzhou Mountain, the demon emperor Di Jun and the East Emperor Taiyi sensed the changes in the destiny of heaven and earth with gloomy faces.

"How dare the East King!"

Taiyi was full of domineering and looked towards the east angrily.

The emperor's aura spread all over his body, and golden light flowed in his eyes.

Next is Bei Ming Kunpeng, one of the ten great demon saints!

After the second lecture, under the persuasion of Emperor Jun, Kunpeng decided to join the Heavenly Court and take up the position of demon master.

Dong Wanggong established the Immortal Court, which was undoubtedly dividing the fortune of the Heavenly Court.

I don’t know how many scattered immortals who did not join the demon clan ran to Penglai in the East China Sea.

How can this be tolerated.

Emperor Jun clenched his fist and said coldly, "Let him be arrogant for a while, and when we step into the realm of quasi-saints, we will definitely make him ashes!"

As an emperor, a single move can affect the whole body.

A move is like thunder, completely destroying the enemy!

"The way to become a quasi-saint has been made clear by the saints. Now 90% of the saints in the prehistoric world are in seclusion in order to enter the quasi-saint realm. We cannot fall behind."

As he spoke, Di Jun seemed to have thought of something and looked at Bai Ze. "The Taoist Gui Xuan has been preaching for 10,000 years. The number of Golden Immortals and Tai Yi in the prehistoric world has mushroomed like mushrooms after rain, and many strong men have emerged. We must recruit as many as possible to strengthen our heavenly court!"

Bai Ze nodded, "Yes!"

Donghuang Taiyi said, "Brother, Gui Xuan did this. I wonder who in the chaos should do it?"

The saint preached three times and preached in the prehistoric world.

It's just a fight for the title of Taoist.

Now he is suddenly intercepted by Gui Xuan. If that person knows, the power of the saint will descend and the sky will collapse and the earth will crack.

Di Jun said calmly, "What does this have to do with us?"

"As long as the fight between the two of them does not affect our hegemony, isn't it a good thing for us?"

"The more powerful people there are in the prehistoric world, the stronger the foundation of my heavenly court will be."

"As for the others, who do you see going to Chaos to make a report? The law does not punish everyone, and under the general trend of heaven and earth, who stipulates that there can only be one Taoist ancestor?"

"Ten thousand ways contend, under the way of heaven, my demon race strives to cross, and we will eventually transcend."