Rebirth of the Qinglian Road in the Great Desolation

Hearing this sound that was like ringing in his ears, Chen Feng thought: "Isn't this exactly what it is? Lying on nine layers of clouds, the futon contains the truth, outside the black and yellow sky, I am the leader, Pangu gives birth to Tai Chi, two rituals and four images are followed,

Is it Hongjun who spreads the word among the four friends, explains and divides the two religions, is the leader of the Taoist capital, and becomes Hongjun in one breath?"

At this time, Sanqing was also startled by the sudden sound, so they all came to Chen Feng's residence.

The four pure beings gathered together, feeling the endless majesty emanating from Hongjun and the infinite mystery of heaven in it. Their expressions changed, and there was endless yearning in their eyes. The divine power of the saint in the heart is indeed immeasurable. Under the saint,

, as expected, they are all just ants, it is better to hurry up and listen to the sermon and achieve the holy status as soon as possible.

The four of them sighed with emotion, then saw Chen Feng calling Lian Zhu, and Qi Yu and the others gave instructions, and then hurriedly left the Kunlun Mountains, set up the auspicious clouds and flew towards the thirty-three days away. After all, the four of them also

I don’t know where the Zixiao Palace is at this time, so I’d better go find it first before I can feel relieved. Even if I arrive early, there’s no harm in waiting. For people with their cultivation level, a hundred years may be just like one day for us mortals.

There is no difference.

Pangu opened the sky and split the earth, the pure air floated up to become the sky, and the turbid air sank to become the earth. The sky has thirty-three layers, and the earth has eighteen layers. And beyond the thirty-three days, strictly speaking, it no longer belongs to the prehistoric era, but to the prehistoric era.

The junction with chaos. Therefore, outside the thirty-three days, there are four elements of earth, water, wind and fire, surging violently, and there is the energy of chaos, which assimilates all things. People who are less than Taiyi Golden Immortal have no treasure to protect themselves.

It would be torn apart by earth, water, wind and fire after only a few moments. Even Daluo Jinxian had to be careful here, let alone find the Zixiao Palace hidden in the chaos thirty-three days away.

Just when the Four Qing Dynasties left the Kunlun Mountains, in the Buzhou Mountains in the prehistoric period, in the extreme west of the West Lingshan Mountain, the Sun Star Sun Palace, the Beiming Demon Master Palace, the Wuzhuang Temple on the Wanshou Mountain, the Netherworld Blood Sea Shura Palace, the prehistoric

Several powerful auras also appeared in the Ancestral Witch Hall and other places, and many people with great supernatural powers set up auspicious clouds and flew away thirty-three days away.

When the Four Pure Ones arrived thirty-three days away, they could only see the chaotic energy swirling and extinguishing in the chaos in front of them, just like the roaring waves of the angry sea, and the earth, water, fire and wind surged out, and the momentum was extremely frightening. Who is the Four Pure Ones? He is the incarnation of Pangu.

People with immeasurable supernatural powers did not care about the chaos in front of them. They entered the chaos together. As soon as the four of them entered the chaos, they were filled with endless chaos energy, and the earth, water, fire and wind surged and roared. At this time, only three people above Chen Feng's head were seen.

As soon as the flower appeared, the Xuanhuang Pagoda jumped out and appeared above Si Qing's head, protecting the four people. When the Xuanhuang Pagoda protected Si Qing, the chaotic energy avoided the four people like a mouse meeting a cat.

When Sanqing looked at the Xuanhuang Pagoda above his head, he suddenly understood. It turned out that this thing had been obtained by his eldest brother. He didn’t have too many emotions at the moment, and walked in a hurry. He didn’t remember the year in the chaos, and he didn’t know how long it would take. The four of them followed the path of the great road in their hearts.

With a slight pull, he finally arrived in front of the Zixiao Palace.

But I saw that the palace was simple and simple, yet magnificent and majestic. Purple lights shone through the chaos, and mysteries filled the mist. A plaque was hung on the palace gate, and three avenue runes were written on it: Zixiao Palace. At this time, there was no time to preach.

When they arrived, the door of Zixiao Palace was not opened, so the four of them had to wait in the chaos.

Afterwards, all the great supernatural powers from the ancient world came slowly, but many powerful people came outside the Zixiao Palace. The person in front of him had a fragrant fragrance, a beautiful face, and auspicious colors, but he looked like he was twenty-five years old.

At the age of six, she was none other than the Great Sage of the Monster Clan, later the Holy Mother of the Human Race, the most virtuous saint Nuwa. Beside the empress was a thick and powerful man, with a beard like a halberd, and a light of wisdom flowing in his eyes.

The elder brother of Empress Nuwa and the great sage Fu Xi of the demon clan. Both of them are statues with the head of a human and the body of a snake.

Nuwa was surprised when she saw Si Qing, but felt relieved after thinking about it, so she smiled and nodded at Si Qing, and then followed her eldest brother Fu Xi to sit aside.

As soon as Nuwa and his wife arrived, two more people arrived. The first one was wearing a golden crown and gold robe, and he was not angry, but his eyes were full of majesty; then the man was wearing a purple robe, with golden crows embroidered on it with gold thread, and on his lips

They have slight beards, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, but they are also majestic. They hold a small bell in their hands. The golden bell has a scene of golden crows flying across the sky and thousands of monsters worshiping them. These two people are so majestic and majestic. They are definitely the demon clan of the Sun Palace.

Great Sage Emperor Jun and Taiyi. Taiyiyi saw a flash of anger on Siqing's face, but it did not break out. However, he saw Chen Feng's power last time, and now he has not yet made a breakthrough in cultivation.

Still don't dare to cause trouble for him.

After a while, two more powerful men arrived in the Zixiao Palace. One was six feet tall and had a painful complexion, while the other was thin and yellow. His hair was tied into a bun with a flower on each bun. But it was none other than the Western Venerable.

When they met Taoist Yin and Taoist Zhunti, the two of them sighed again when they saw Pangu. They thought that there were indeed many talented people in the East, but the West was a bit sadder. After seeing each other, they said:

Sigh softly.

Then dozens of great supernatural beings arrived one after another, including the Zhenyuan Immortal in earth-yellow Taoist robes, the Hongyun ancestor in red robes, the Styx ancestor in blood robes, and the Kunpeng demon master in black robes.

, and Tu Niangniang, the ancestral witch queen of the witch clan who is wearing an apricot-yellow dress, both have the magical power of the peak of Daluo Jinxian, but they don’t have magic skills and don’t know how to kill corpses. Although the others are far inferior, they all have great abilities.

A monk with Luo Jinxian's cultivation level. Although the witch clan does not cultivate the soul, the true form of the ancestral witch in Houtu has not yet been fully developed. This time the ancestor is speaking, the ancestral witch of the witch clan has difficulty cultivating the soul, coupled with his temper

He was irritable, thought he was Pangu's orthodox sect, and did not obey the saints, so only the relatively gentle Hou Tushang Zixiao Palace came to listen to the teachings.

Then more than 2,000 people came to listen to the sermon one after another. Until there were exactly 3,000 people in front of the Zixiao Palace. A bell rang and the door of the Zixiao Palace opened wide. Everyone filed in and entered the Zixiao Palace.

Everyone filed into the palace, each received a name, and stood according to their level of cultivation. At this time, the two boys Haotian and Yaochi came in and said: "The Taoist is about to open the way. Senior brothers and sisters, please sit down."

As soon as he finished speaking, three thousand futons appeared in the Zixiao Palace. The first row of seven seats hung alone in front of them, but they were purple jade futons. They were more exquisite and mysterious than the others, even in size.

It was a circle bigger. Chen Feng naturally knew that this position was the disciple of Hongjun, the future saint, but he didn't know why there were seven. Is it because of himself? He was not sure that he would become a saint.

Well, in this case, I will not let down Daozu's kindness.

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