Rebirth of the Qinglian Road in the Great Desolation

As soon as Chen Feng came out of Zixiao Palace, his eyes suddenly lit up. Why? It turned out that at this time, Chen Feng saw the Fenbao Cliff in front of the Zixiao Palace. He remembered that Fenbao Cliff was also a good magic weapon, and he did not hesitate at the moment.

, he took away the treasure cliff with just one sleeve and looked at the empty Zixiao Palace. At this time, Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction. Sanqing next to him felt a chill at the sight and thought: "Big

Senior brother must be a little shameless. He even takes away the teacher's magic weapon. It's really disrespectful." However, Sanqing only dared to think about these words, but he didn't dare to say them out.

After Chen Feng collected the treasure cliff, the Four Pure Ones did not stop at all and flew directly to Kunlun Mountain at the fastest speed. With the lowest cultivation level of the Four Pure Ones at this time, which was a quasi-sage in beheading a corpse, they could return in just a moment.

After arriving in Kunlun, they all rushed to their residences to retreat in a hurry, fearing that if it was too late, they would forget what they heard in Zixiao Palace this time. This shows that what Hongjun taught this time

Even the Four Purities cannot fully understand the profoundness of it. You need to retreat in time to understand it.

------------------------Dividing line------------------

Heaven, the Emperor's Palace.

"Brother, this time the Ancestral Witch Empress Tu got a chance to become a saint, but it is not good for our demon clan." Taiyi said with a frown to Di Jun who was sitting beside him.

"I also know that, but since the last battle against the Witch Clan and the destruction of Chen Feng's son, the Twelve Ancestral Witches actually took advantage of the last opportunity to break through their own shackles, achieve physical perfection in one fell swoop, and achieve the state of Quasi-Saint.

Wanting to destroy them will not happen overnight." Di Jun also frowned and said.

"Then what should we do? Should we just wait for the ancestral shaman Houtu to achieve the holy status? If by then there will be no place for us demon clan to establish ourselves." Taiyi said anxiously.

After hearing Taiyi's words, Di Jun looked calm and did not speak any more. However, a few more ripples appeared between his calm brows, which showed that Di Jun's mood at this time was not as calm as he appeared.

"Although the Witch Clan got a holy title this time, our Demon Clan's Nuwa Empress also got one. Although Nuwa is only the nominal Demon Emperor of our Demon Clan at this time, even in name, she is the Demon Clan's Demon King.

Your Majesty, when it comes to the life and death of our demon clan, Empress Nuwa cannot just watch our demon clan perish. After all, she is also a member of the demon clan." Looking at Taiyi who was about to explode, Di Jun comforted him.

said.

"At that time, do we, the emperor of the demon clan, really have to beg that Nuwa to find a safe place to live?" Taiyi said with a straight face.

Di Jun thought for a moment and said, "But it's not completely impossible. As long as one of you and I becomes a saint, then we don't have to ask others."

"But if we don't have a holy title, how can we achieve the realm of Hunyuan?" After hearing what Di Jun said, Taiyi said something very realistic.

At this time, Di Jun said again: "Indeed, without the holy title given by the teacher, it is almost impossible to become a saint." He paused for a moment, and then said with a mysterious face: "But think about it again, the teacher will give you the holy title."

When the last ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi came out, he said it depends on chance, why did he say that?" After finishing speaking, Di Jun did not go on, as he had already predicted it.

"It depends on chance, it depends on chance." Taiyi murmured. Then his eyes lit up and he laughed loudly: "Haha... It depends on chance. It's good that everyone depends on chance."

At this time Taiyi also understood the meaning of what Di Jun said, and just then he wiped away his frown and burst into laughter.

"But we still need to think carefully about this matter. We must not capsize in the gutter." Di Jun said with a smile on his face at this time.

"Good." Taiyi replied.

----------------------Dividing line----------------------

Wu Clan, Houtu Palace.

"Sister Houtu, what's the use of getting that holy position?" Zhu Rong asked with a puzzled look on his face after hearing what Houtu said.

"Yes, Miss Houtu, what's going on?" Gonggong next to him said with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes. Hou Tu..." Zhu Rong and Gong Gong took the lead, and several other ancestral wizards also rushed to ask. Only Di Jiang did not say a word, but looked at Hou thoughtfully.

earth.

Looking at the chattering ancestral witches below, Hou Tu looked happy. What could be better than being together with his own brothers and sisters?

"Brothers, don't be anxious. I'll answer them one by one. You ask so many questions at once, what should I say?" Hou Tu said with a naughty look. Then he added: "Actually, I don't know what a saint is." Listen.

At this point, all the ancestral witches were disappointed, thinking: It turns out you don’t know it yourself.

Looking at everyone's appearance, how could Hou Tu not know what they were thinking, so he quickly said: "Although I don't know, but think about it, now that we have reached the quasi-sage realm, we are countless times more powerful than the Da Luo Jinxian.

By analogy, if you reach the realm of a saint, you will be countless times more powerful than a quasi-sage. Then what do we, the Witch Clan, have to fear?"

Although the ancestral shamans are a little nervous, they are not fools. After hearing Hou Tu's explanation at this time, there is no reason why they are unclear.

At this time, all I heard was Zhu Rong laughing loudly and saying: "Haha... When Houtu sister reaches that saint, it will be the death date of Emperor Jun, Taiyi and Er." At this time, Zhu Rong still couldn't forget the last time.

He was almost killed, and he was thinking about revenge. Then he asked Hou Tu: "By the way, you just said that you have a soul, what's going on."

After listening to Zhu Rong's words, Hou Tu also looked confused, and then said: "I don't know about this either. I only know that the teacher said that by chance, I got a little bit of the true spirit of Father God Pangu, and then gathered the soul."

After Hou Tu finished speaking, the ancestral witches pondered for a while. This is strange to say, why is it that only Sister Hou Tu has gained the soul, but not the rest of us?

"Ah, that's right." At this moment, Di Jiang exclaimed.

Hearing this sound, everyone looked towards Dijiang.

"Cough." Looking at everyone's confused eyes, Di Jiang coughed, and then said: "Brothers and sisters, do you still remember that Houtu sister was in a coma for a long time last time and didn't wake up?" He paused and looked at it.

Everyone nodded and then said: "But when we were discussing, suddenly a light fell from the sky and merged into Houtu's mind. At that time, Houtu woke up for no reason. Do you think that white light is Pangu's father?

The true Spirit of God.”

The other ten ancestral shamans except Hou Tu all nodded their heads when they heard this.

{The first update is coming, please recommend and collect it. It's a little late today, I'm sorry, but the scholar will still code two chapters, so you don't have to worry about this.}