The Prehistoric Kunpeng Will Never Give Way

The Golden Light Tower could not be repaired, this was the biggest regret in Kunpeng's heart.

At this moment, Emperor Kunpeng was practicing in retreat in Jianmu. He temporarily put aside the restoration of the Golden Light Tower, and decided to consolidate his cultivation first.

"The last double repair with Houtu gave me a better understanding of the path of yin and yang. It's better to go to the Jiuyou Difu again to fully grasp the power of yin and yang as soon as possible!"

Kunpeng smiled, found himself a high-sounding reason, and then left Jianmu directly to the Jiuyou Difu.

The Saint Houtu was sitting in the Samsara Palace at this moment, and she seemed to sense the arrival of Emperor Kunpeng.

A smile appeared on the face of Saint Houtu, and she stood up. At this time, Kunpeng's figure had appeared in the Samsara Palace.

As the Supreme Dao Realm, no one in this wild world can stop Kun Peng.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you practice in the Heavenly Court, but came to the Land of Jiuyou?"

Saint Houtu smiled, she was obviously embarrassing Kunpeng deliberately.

When Emperor Kunpeng heard this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Houtu stepped forward, she took the hand of Emperor Kunpeng, "What kind of spiritual problems did your Majesty encounter?".

Kunpeng nodded and said: "I have a great weapon, but it was damaged when I dealt with the sixth day demon king. It has been delayed and cannot be repaired. If this treasure cannot be used, it will affect my strength in the future."

Kunpeng directly took out the Golden Light Tower, this avenue god soldier floated up and down in the Jiuyou Underworld, and a powerful aura permeated the Samsara Palace.

Looking at the Daozhi in front of him, the face of Saint Houtu was shocked.

"This is the Great Dao Shenbing? Sure enough, it's extraordinary!"

Saint Houtu was shocked, the infinite rhyme permeated her, giving her a sense of flying up.

However, the eye-catching cracks on the Great Dao Weapons also shocked the Saint Houtu.

"What kind of power is it that can break such a powerful sacred instrument?"

Saint Houtu was really puzzled. She looked at Emperor Kunpeng and wanted to hear him explain.

"At the beginning, Daozu and I trapped the Sixth Heavenly Demon King in the Golden Light Tower. He knew he was bound to die, so he blew himself up in the Golden Light Tower!"

Kunpeng explained that the Saint Houtu was even more shocked.

"A Great Dao Realm Supreme blew himself up, and he couldn't explode this Great Dao Weapon. It seems that the power of this Great Dao Weapon is even more powerful than the Great Dao Realm Supreme!"

Kunpeng nodded incessantly. The power of the Golden Light Tower was indeed extraordinary, and Kunpeng even felt that this treasure was even more powerful than the Dao Weapon, but Kunpeng didn't know what level the Golden Light Tower was.

"This Dao Weapon has helped me a lot. Unfortunately, the trauma it has received is too serious, so I want to repair it as soon as possible, but until now I have not found an effective way."

Kunpeng sighed for a while, and he was also very helpless about this.

"Your Majesty, why worry, your cultivation is at the pinnacle in the prehistoric world. Even if you don’t have the tools of the Great Dao, it’s nothing. What’s more, the monks of our generation should focus on themselves. All magic weapons are foreign objects. Relying heavily on."

The Saint Houtu solemnly spoke, with a hint of Kunpeng.

Kunpeng hurriedly said with a serious face: "Thank you Niang Niang for your advice!"

The Saint Houtu said again: "This great tool hasn't hurt the roots. As long as your Majesty keeps it warm day and night, I expect to be able to recover again in the future."

After the Emperor Kunpeng chatted with the Saint Houtu for a while, they did not separate, but stayed together in the Samsara Palace.

There is a peaceful scene in the prehistoric world, and it has become more stable since the demon clan surrendered.

Thousands of years later, Kunpeng suddenly came to the place where Jianmu was.

At this time, a scent of scent lingered on Jianmu, and at the same time there was still a flow of Taoist rhyme.

"The spirit fruit has matured!"

Kunpeng smiled. He came this time to collect the spirit fruit from Jianmu.

Twelve large spiritual fruits and 3,600 small spiritual fruits mature once a million years. This can be said to be a very rare heaven and earth spiritual thing.

With a wave of his hand, Emperor Kunpeng directly collected all the spirit fruits. For a time, a large amount of fragrance lingered around Kunpeng, making Kunpeng a little intoxicated.

After receiving the spirit fruit, Kunpeng once again returned to the heavenly court.

"Come here, it is quick to say that all the gods in the heavenly court are coming to the Ling Xiao Palace!"

Heavenly Emperor Kunpeng gave an order, he wanted to use the spirit fruit to mature, once again reward all his subordinates.

Kunpeng has been out frequently over the years, and the reason why the Three Realms of the Primordial Realm can be safe is relying on the help of these subordinates.

Emperor Kunpeng sits in the Ling Xiao Hall, and from time to time countless monks come to visit.

And the first to come here is the saint of Houtu.

The Saint Houtu had been greeted by Kunpeng in advance, so there was no need for Kunpeng to remind her, she came to the heaven in advance.

"His Majesty!"

"Houtu, sit down!"

The two of them smiled at each other and sat with each other.

Kunpeng is the emperor of heaven, Houtu is the emperor of Arctic crape myrtle, their status is similar.

In addition, Kunpeng and Houtu are already in the relationship of Taoist couples, and this Houtu can also be called the Queen of Heaven, so they are now on an equal footing.

The Saint Houtu sat down, and soon other monks came one after another, and for a while the entire Ling Xiao Hall became lively again.

Seeing that the civil and military officials were about to arrive, Marshal Ji Meng asked first:

"Your Majesty, I don't know if I will be invited to wait this time, but what's the matter?"

When Ji Meng asked, all the monks below also raised their ears.

Kunpeng took a look. Everything that should have come has already come, and all the cultivators of the Monster Race are also present.

The Emperor Kunpeng said: "This time the Jianmu spirit fruit is mature, and it happens to be distributed to everyone. As long as it is a meritorious minister, I will have a great reward!".

When everyone present heard that it was His Majesty Kunpeng who was going to reward Jianmu Lingguo, their eyes lit up instantly.

The two of Haotian and Yaochi were even more joyful, and a building-wood spirit fruit was enough to raise the holy realm supreme cultivation base by one level.

As long as you can get one of them, it is a great fortune.

It's a pity that there are only twelve pieces of this Jianmu Linggu, so if you want to get it, you must have absolute credit.

As for the three thousand six hundred little spirit fruits, they are also rare, but they are slightly inferior to the big spirit fruits.

The monks present were all excited, they all wanted to know if they could get a big spirit fruit.

Kunpeng looked at everyone with an anxious look, but he was very satisfied.

Only when their subordinates have a need for themselves, they will be willing to work hard for Heaven.

Kunpeng stopped hanging everyone at this time, and he immediately started to split spirit fruits.

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