Prehistoric: The Golden Crow Emperor, robbed Sanqing at the beginning

As Ling Xiao's mind changed, two bald donkeys hurriedly entered the Zixiao Palace.

You don't need to think about it to know that the second Western Buddhist interpretation has accurately mentioned it.

Seeing that all six futons were occupied, Zhunti immediately began to cry miserably, crying about how hard it was for the two brothers to travel from the west and how barren the west was.

The six people who occupied the futon were crying and arguing, but this time there was no good old man like Hong Yun, and there was no Kunpeng to bully them, so the six people in Ling Xiao ignored them completely.

Jie Yin and Zhunti are in a hurry. Jinwu has three brothers and Sanqing has three brothers, so they don't have an advantage.

Six futons are placed here. Everyone knows that occupying the futons is likely to have a chance. The two of them are not willing to give up, so they want to occupy one. So they target Nuwa and Fuxi and sacrifice the magic seven treasure trees and six pure bamboos. Just do it forcefully.

"No action is allowed in Zixiao Palace."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, the clouds flickered, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and Taoist Ancestor Hongjun appeared at the top of Zixiao Palace.

"Meet Dao Ancestor."

Three thousand visitors from Hongchen hurriedly paid their respects.

Hongjun said nothing and stared at Ling Xiao.

He knew everything that happened in Zixiao Palace, and the six futons represented the Six Divine Positions of Heaven, but because of this extra Golden Crow, things went off the rails.

Dao Fifty, Tianyan Forty-nine, there is always a slight change, and an extra Golden Crow is nothing.

The general trend of Heavenly Dao is irreversible, but small trends can be changed. It is okay for Sanjinwu to seize the futon. After all, the holy position is determined by him and Heavenly Dao.

But Ling Xiao actually showed his kindness to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, which made Hongjun unable to sit still. If the future Demon Emperor and the Twelve Ancestral Witches become friends, how can the Lich Tribulation continue?

Then he saw that Dongfang Ershi was about to attack Nuwa, who was Hongjun's future apprentice. Now that they were enemies, Hongjun had to stop her.

Ling Xiao was a little frightened by Hongjun's stare. This old guy wouldn't know his true identity.

On the surface, Ling Xiao tried to remain calm and showed an innocent smile to Hongjun.

After staring at Ling Xiao for a long time, Hongjun didn't see anything wrong. Then he withdrew his gaze and said, "The seat has been decided and cannot be changed. From now on, you will sit like this."

After confirming this, Zhunti immediately cried: "Taozu, my two brothers have trekked from the west. The west is barren and the distance from Zixiao Palace is far away. We are exhausted physically and mentally. I beg Taozu for mercy and give us a place to sit."

Everyone felt disgusted. The Zixiao Palace is so big, it's not big enough for you to sit in. It makes you cry and cry at every turn, which is completely shameless.

However, they were dumbfounded the next second. They saw Daozu wave his hand and three futons landed next to Jie Yin, Zhunti and Tongtian respectively.

"The three of you have great opportunities and great luck. Please sit down. Your seats cannot be changed in the future."

Hearing this, Zhunti and Jie Yin were overjoyed and sat down happily. Tongtian glanced at Zhunti, as if he owed this shameless bald donkey some karma.

After all, it was because of Zhunti's shameless crying that he got the futon.

Ling Xiao looked calm on the surface, but he was secretly complaining. Sure enough, the three brothers had no chance of being destined to be holy, and it was useless to grab the futon. Others could add seats.

However, this had been expected a long time ago. Of the nine futons, the other six had obtained the holy status. It would be unreasonable for Hongjun not to compensate the three brothers.

When the time comes, Hongjun must be cheated hard.

When others saw the usefulness of selling miserably, they all wanted to imitate him, but Daozu did not give them this opportunity and said: "This sermon talks about the Tao of Daluo. How much you can understand depends on your own opportunities."

After that, the sermon began. As the sound of the sermon echoed, the Zixiao Palace was filled with glowing lights and golden lotuses surged from the ground.

Everyone quickly calmed down and listened, and Ling Xiao also listened very seriously. Although he knew the general trend in the future, he really didn't know the cultivation method after Taiyi Golden Immortal.

There are three lectures in Zixiao Palace, the first is about the way of Daluo Jinxian, the second is about the way of quasi-sage, and the third time is about the way of saint.

After the three lectures, Hongjun will accept Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti as his disciples. His majesty will be the basis for his sanctification, Hongmeng Ziqi and many treasures.

Time passed, thousands of years passed, and the first sermon ended.

"Three thousand years later, I will teach you the way of the quasi-sage."

Hongjun left a word and disappeared.

Over the course of thousands of years, many people have had an epiphany. They were originally stuck in the perfection of the Taiyi Golden Immortal. After listening to the sound of the Tao, they suddenly had enlightenment and broke through to the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

For a time, the number of Da Luo Jinxian in the prehistoric era increased a lot.

Among them, Lao Tzu had an epiphany and broke through to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, becoming the first among them all.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had no soul and were cultivating the physical body and laws. Hongjun's teachings were of no use to them, so they left first.

Others also left one after another.

Outside Zixiao Palace, Ling Xiao frowned. He could listen to Daluo Jinxian's way and Quasi-sage's way, but the three-lecture way of saint was unnecessary.

The method of becoming a saint given by Hongjun requires Hongmeng Purple Qi. If Hongjun does not give them Hongmeng Purple Qi, the three brothers will not be able to become saints no matter how hard they practice.

Therefore, Ling Xiao could only find another way, and he had to take another path to achieve enlightenment through law.

Any of the three thousand great laws, if practiced to the extreme, can become a saint.

After returning home, I have to ask my two brothers to start meditating on the rules together.

As their thoughts turned around, they saw Sanqing blocking their way. Yuanshi said with arrogance and resentment: "How can people who wear hair and horns and turn into eggs from wetness have the right to possess the innate treasure Chaos Bell?"

"The Chaos Bell was transformed from the back of Pangu's axe, the Father God Pangu. The Chaos Bell belongs to the Father God. We, the Sanqing Dynasty, belong to Pangu's authentic sect. The Chaos Bell should belong to our Sanqing Dynasty."

Hearing these shameless words, the three Ling Xiao brothers immediately became angry.

"The treasures are for those who are capable of them. Isn't it because I have broken through to the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian? You think you are good at it. If you want to grab it, just say so. Why are you so hypocritical?"

"If you want to fight, then go ahead and speak on your own terms."

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he sacrificed the Pure World White Lotus and killed Yuan Shi. This old wall lamp is really annoying. He must beat him up today to vent his anger.

Yuanshi quickly sacrificed Yu Ruyi, Donghuangtai went against Laozi, Emperor Jun went against Tongtian, and the war was about to break out.

Yuanshi's envoy Yu Ruyi attacked, and Lingxiao had the Pure World White Lotus on his head, and the pure and flawless Pure World Light shone down. Yuan Shi's attack could not break through the Pure World White Lotus's defense at all.

It is also the best innate spiritual treasure, and it is also divided into strong and weak. The best way to judge is how many restrictions it contains. The Pure World White Lotus has thirty-six restrictions, and the Yuanshi Jade Ruyi has a maximum of thirty-three.

Although Ling Xiao did not have an offensive magic weapon in his hand now, the Golden Crow's innate magical power, the True Fire of the Sun, was not insignificant. The overwhelming True Fire of the Sun spread out, forcing Yuan Shi to retreat continuously, in a state of embarrassment.

Di Jun and Tongtian fought frantically, but Tongtian only had the Qingping Sword and no defensive magic weapon, so he was at a disadvantage.

On the other side, Donghuang Taiyi has the Chaos Bell on his head, and I have the most precious treasure of merit and virtue, the Xuanhuang Terror Pagoda on my head. This is my companion magic weapon. Its defensive power is not weaker than the Chaos Bell, but it has no attack power.

I have a high level of cultivation and hold a Taiyi whisk, but I can't break through the Chaos Bell's defense, and the two are in a stalemate.

Many people have not yet left, watching the six-person battle. Donghuang Taiyi and Laozi were in a stalemate, but Yuanshi and Tongtian were suppressed and beaten by Ling Xiao and Di Jun.

Kunpeng, who had become enemies with Sanqing, looked gloating: "Pangu's authentic sect is nothing more than this."

The auspicious beast Bai Ze, the think tank of the demon clan, looked at the three golden crow brothers showing their power, his eyes became brighter and brighter. This is the real emperor, the demon emperor who leads the demon clan.

Nowadays, the demon clan is in disarray and is oppressed by the witch clan. For example, they persuaded the three brothers to proclaim themselves emperors and lead the demon clan against the witch clan.