Rebirth of the East Prince: The strongest Hunyuan in the prehistoric

On the Sun Star, within another innate formation tens of thousands of miles away from where the Fusang Tree is located, two huge blood cocoons wrap around two extremely handsome three-legged giant birds.

Within the body of the giant bird, there are two phantoms of the soul floating.

The two souls are both possessed of yang fire, and their auras are powerful. Although they are not very solid, they are full of the aura of the emperor, and their every move has the meaning of a king.

Next to the two blood cocoons, each surrounded by a spiritual light, are a bell, a book, and two spiritual treasures.

This is the Lord of the Sun Star that Prince Dong has been unable to find, the future emperor of the demon clan, Di Jun and Tai Yi.

"This Taoist has already transformed early and has such a level of cultivation. He is actually ahead of my two brothers. Moreover, I somehow sensed that this person must be our formidable enemy."

"Brother, we are almost the masters of the Sun Star. Maybe we can hide the hibiscus tree from him. Why don't we do it and let him get an advantage in vain?"

"I'm afraid this Taoist won't leave easily unless he gets something. The two of us are about to transform, but there can't be any surprises. Although the innate spiritual roots are precious, they can't be given up."

"Taiyi, practice hard. You must know that transforming the innate Tao body is my top priority right now."

"Don't worry, brother, Taiyi understands. When he appears in the future, I will definitely have sex with this person."

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Duke Dongwang didn't know that Di Jun and Tai Yi were not far away. In fact, even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much. With his current combat power, he wouldn't be afraid of the three-legged golden crows at both ends that have not yet transformed.

After leaving the Sun Star, he did not stay in the starry sky, but went directly to the primitive continent.

He first came to his disciple's dojo. Xuanyang was still practicing when he arrived. When he saw the master, he came out to pay respects.

"In the late stage of Xuanxian, yes, you haven't slacked off."

In just over 10,000 years, Xuanyang has broken through from the early stage of Xuanxian to the late stage of Xuanxian. There are two entire realms. It can be seen that he has been cultivating with concentration.

Duke Dong was very satisfied with this.

"Thank you Master for the compliment."

"In that case, you can follow me back to Abbot Island in the East China Sea."

Prince Dong was in a hurry to go back and refine the origin of the Fumulus tree without stopping along the way. Therefore, even with his disciple Xuanyang, he returned to the dojo much faster than when he came.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and Abbot Island is still quietly hidden in the depths of the East China Sea. However, after Fairy Island has been in the world for so long, the island has not changed at all. That is, many local creatures have been born, but most of them have not yet transformed.

shape.

The reproduction of living beings is the law of heaven, so the East Prince will naturally not interfere, not to mention that Abbot Island is indeed a bit deserted.

"Xuanyang, you can build a cave in Zhiyang Mountain to practice cultivation. After a thousand years, I will be your master and open a forum for you to preach."

"Yes, Master!"

After making arrangements for Xuanyang, Duke Dong returned to Zhiyang Dao Palace.

The origin of Fusang exists in the soul, and it is related to the path. He does not want to delay at all, so he is ready to refine it.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the fist-sized ball of original energy appeared in front of him again. At this time, he wanted to break away, but Dong Wangong cast a few spells and imprisoned it.

Then, he released streams of pure yang energy, which rolled towards the origin of Fusang, breaking down the energy like a knife. The origin of foreign objects, even with the strength of Prince Dong, did not dare to integrate it into himself at once.

Especially for top-level spiritual roots like the hibiscus tree, even if they are both yang, he would not dare to be careless at all. A careless move may even cause his origin to collapse and his body and soul to disappear.

Slowly decompose the origin of Fusang, and then integrate it bit by bit into the origin of pure Yang Qi. Although the origins are mutually exclusive, the ability of Prince Edong is enough to suppress it.

After spending a hundred days, the origin of that mass of fusang was completely integrated into himself.

However, this is far from complete. The next step is a refining process. This mass of original energy is refined and fused with its own origin, and only then can Pure Yang be transformed into Supreme Yang.

Thousands of years have passed, and Prince Dong has been refining his essence in seclusion. On this day, above the Zhiyang Dao Palace, spiritual energy surged, and a tyrannical pressure came out, and all the spirits on the abbot island bowed down.

In the Taoist Palace, Prince Dong smiled.

Fuso's origin has been completely refined. At this time, his origin is full and has reached Zhiyang. The power of Zhiyang overflowed, and he involuntarily released the aura that overwhelmed Abbot Island.

He stretched out his hand and waved a burst of magic power. The originally white power of pure Yang had turned slightly purple. In a thousand years, the transformation of the magic power in Dongwanggong's body had been completed.

"I, as well as Lord Yangdao Lord Dongwang, feel that the people on Abbot Island are ignorant and do not know the way. After a hundred years, the Great Way will be taught, and all the people on Abbot Island can come and listen to it!"

The sound of the Tao spread throughout the entire fairy island. Previously, all sentient beings were frightened by the pressure of Zhiyang Palace. Now they heard that Duke Dongwang was about to preach, and they were all surprised.

Most of the creatures on Abbot Island have not been born for a long time. They have only heard that there is a Taoist temple on the sacred mountain in the center of the fairy island, but no one has seen it. From the previous worshipful momentum, it can be seen that the Taoist priest on the top of the mountain is undoubtedly a

Seniors are powerful.

Most of the sentient beings on the island do not have innate inheritance. How can you miss it if someone with great supernatural powers gives a sermon?

"The immortal on the sacred mountain was originally called Zhiyang Daojun. With such power, he must be a person with great supernatural powers."

"Knowing that we have no inheritance, we went out to preach. Tao Lord is compassionate."

"I should go there quickly, and maybe I can worship at the door of Dao Lord..."

There are still a hundred years before the sermon begins, and many souls have already set off for Zhiyang Mountain.

A hundred years passed by, the sermon day was approaching, and the foot of the mountain was already filled with monks.

"clang!"

The Taoist bell rang, and Zhiyang Mountain shone brightly. At the top of the mountain, at the gate of Zhiyang Palace, the Duke of the East appeared on the Taoist platform.

A phantom of ten thousand meters long Yuan Shen appeared above the head, looking down at all living beings at the foot of the mountain.

In an instant, pressure suddenly appeared, and everyone fell to the ground and prostrated.

"I've met Master."

"See Zhiyang Daojun!"

"You should get up and sit quietly to listen to the great path I am teaching. You need to understand it with your heart and start teaching immediately."

Duke Dongwang's words reached the ears of every living being, and everyone present felt like a spring breeze.

"The great road is formless, giving birth to the sky; the great road is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon; the great road is nameless, nourishing all things; I don't know its name, so I just call it Tao. The Tao of husband is clear and turbid, moving and still; the sky is clear and the earth is turbid.

The sky is moving and the earth is still..."

Dongwanggong started from teaching Taoism, from the simple to the profound, from transcending the world to ascending to immortality. Every sentence was full of golden and good words, and the sound of Taoism reached the ears of every living being present.

Daluo Jinxian's sermons, although not as full of visions as the sermons of later generations of saints, are still full of fairy sounds, and the grass and trees are in spring.

During the preaching, all living beings have their own enlightenment. Sometimes there are beings who have not yet attained the Tao body and appear in form. Sometimes there are monks who achieve enlightenment and perform breakthroughs.

From the mortal realm to the fairyland, earthly immortals, heavenly immortals...

The sermons gradually became more profound, and the people present gradually became ignorant. By the time of the True Immortals and Mysterious Immortals, there were few people who could understand them, and most of them only understood the mysteries but did not understand their meaning.

He preached for five hundred years, and when he reached the golden fairyland, he stopped abruptly, the sound of the sermon disappeared, and the visions disappeared.

Everyone on the Abbot Island has gained something. Seeing that the disciple Xuanyang who is sitting down is already at the peak of the Xuanxian realm and will soon be able to break through the Taiyi Xuanxian realm, Duke Dongwang nodded with satisfaction.

"This sermon is over. You must cultivate well. All living beings on my abbot's island must remember the heavenly mind of the upper body and the moral conduct of the lower body. There should be no more disputes in the dojo. Violators will be punished without mercy!"

"We will obey the Tao Lord's decree!"

Dong Wangong is the master of Abbot Island, and he will set the rules when he controls the fairy island. This murderous voice made all the cultivators present feel terrified.

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