Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 120 Blood of Pangu
Tongtian brought Xu Siyuan into the chaos.

This is the second time for Xu Siyuan to come to Tongtian Dojo, other Xu Siyuan can't feel it, but Xu Siyuan feels that Tongtian Dojo seems to be smaller.

It's only a little bit smaller, but Da Luo Jinxian's feeling shouldn't be wrong.

At this time, Tongtian said softly: "Nothing can be born, and nature can also be turned into nothing."

"Open up a dojo in the chaos for the teacher, and the chaos naturally wants to swallow the dojo for the teacher."

"Chaos can turn into the world, and the world can return to chaos."

"Most living beings in the world are reincarnated in life and death, and the big and small worlds in the world cannot escape the fate of becoming, living, breaking, and empty! One day, the dojo that is the teacher will also be destroyed."

Xu Siyuan asked: "Will the prehistoric world created by the Great God Pangu have a day of destruction?"

"Three thousand roads are all in Honghuang, so there are dragons and phoenixes in Honghuang, Lich and other immeasurable calamities, but Honghuang itself is an indestructible existence. It's just that if it collapses, there will be gaps in Honghuang."

Tong Tiandao: "The limbs of the Xuangui can support the sky, but the limbs of the Xuangui can't hold down the three thousand avenues!"

"Nu Wa smelted colorful stones to mend the sky, and chopped off the limbs of the black turtle to support the sky. Honghuang seems to have returned to the way it was before the collapse of Buzhou Mountain, but in fact many things have changed!"

Buzhou Mountain is more important than Xu Siyuan estimated!
Xu Siyuan seemed to understand something, and Xu Siyuan asked: "If you fail, will the three thousand demon gods come out of the wild one day? Will the three thousand demon gods return to chaos?"

"Then as a teacher, let me ask you who split the chaos?" Tong Tian asked.

"It's the great god Pangu." Xu Siyuan replied.

"Who opened up the wilderness again?"

"Who killed the three thousand demon gods, took the three thousand roads, and laid the foundation of detachment for the prehistoric?"

"Who is holding up the sky, transforming into all things, and giving the prehistoric endless vitality and color?"

It is Pangu, or Pangu, and it can only be Pangu.

Tong Tian laughed and said, "Father God has already done so much for us, we, the saints, can't always be that unweaned child."

"If there is a day - three thousand demon gods will walk out of the chaos!"

"I'm just waiting to fight!"

Tongtian's gaze pierced through the chaos and fell into the prehistoric.

"If there is such a day, if I wait for the saint to kill another three thousand demon gods, as a teacher, I only hope to accomplish one thing."

"What's the matter?" Xu Siyuan asked curiously.

"Rename, change the name for Hong Huang."

Tong Tian looked at Xu Siyuan and asked, "What do you think of the name Pangu Realm?"

Xu Siyuan had never thought much about it before, but when Tong Tian said it, Xu Siyuan was startled: Since it is the world created by Pan Gu, Pan Gu has paid so much for this world.Why is this world called the Primordial World instead of the Pan Gu Realm?

Xu Siyuan thought for a moment and replied: "The name Pangujie is very good!"

The name Pan Gujie is really good.

Because of the word Pangu!
Being as great as Pangu does not require all living beings to remember him.

But being as great as Pangu should always be remembered.

Xu Siyuan didn't ask why the world created by Pangu was called the Primordial Realm. Tongtian who could tell him would definitely say it, and Xu Siyuan who couldn't tell him wouldn't ask either.

This is the tacit understanding between master and apprentice!

At this time, Tongtian finally looked at Pangu's heart with some reluctance.

Tong Tian said to Xu Siyuan: "Remember the heart of Father God well. If one day you can cultivate your heart to the level of Father God, then you will definitely be able to become holy physically."

"Even if you are a chip or two weaker than Father God's heart, it is enough for you to open up that world."

"After all, there is only one Father God in the world!"

"There is only one Great Desolation in the world!"

Xu Siyuan kept the appearance of Pangu's heart firmly in his mind.

Then Tongtian integrated the two ancestral witch spirits into Pangu's heart.

Pangu's heart is no longer beating, so as time goes by, Pangu's heart will slowly decay.

Since Pangu's heart is doomed to disappear, it is better to put two ancestral witch essences into Pangu's heart to try.

The ancestral witch was originally transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, and the ancestral witch's essence returned to Pangu's heart like a tired bird returning to its nest.

Tongtian didn't see the slightest obstacle when he integrated the ancestral witch's essence into Pangu's heart, and even the two ancestral witch's essence seemed to be impatient to take the initiative to integrate into Pangu's heart.

The essence of the ancestral witch circulates in Pan Gu's heart, and the flow of essence is like the flow of blood.

Pangu's heart, which was a little shriveled, became full again.

The surface of Pan Gu's heart also became ruddy.

"Boom!"

A voice resounded in the Dojo of Babel.

This voice is eternally bleak.

The sound spread throughout the dojo.

The sound made Xu Siyuan's heart beat.

Needless to say, this is exactly when Pan Gu's heart has resumed beating.

"Pangu's Heart...is alive!" Xu Siyuan said in surprise.

Tongtian was overjoyed at first, and then Tongtian said: "Yichenzi, take a closer look."

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, but it was obviously a little weaker.

Xu Siyuan observed carefully and found that the ancestral witch's essence was obviously lacking in vitality in Pangu's heart, and the speed of the ancestor's witch's essence was getting slower and slower.

Pangu's heart is still beating, but the beating frequency of Pangu's heart is getting slower and slower, and the sound of Pangu's heart is getting smaller and smaller.

Even the Pangu Heart itself is slowly shrinking.

Every beat of Pangu's heart seems to be saying a final farewell to the world.

That's right, it's not easy to resurrect the ancestor witch, so it must be so difficult for Pan Gu's heart to be resurrected.

Perhaps knowing that this is his last beating, every time Pangu's heart beats, a trace of blood and origin are compressed.

These origins of blood qi merged with the essence of the ancestral witch.

Pangu's heart became smaller and smaller, but the ancestral witch's essence gradually changed from gaseous to solid.

This is the last gift of Pan Gu's heart.

After a long time, Pangu's heart stopped beating.

The heart of Pangu, which was originally as big as a mountain, disappeared little by little before Xu Siyuan's eyes.

Pangu is gone, and Pangu's last relic, Pangu's heart, is also gone.

But there are memories left after all.

There were also other things remaining - two drops of bright red blood essence the size of an adult's head were left where Pan Gu's heart disappeared.

The two drops of blood are bright red, and the two drops of blood are only the size of a skull, but they seem to contain endless vitality and power.

The two drops of blood essence exuded a faint coercion in the air, this coercion Xu Siyuan was very familiar with, it was exactly Pangu's coercion.

"Ancestral witch's blood or?" Xu Siyuan looked at Tongtian and asked.

"You guessed right,"

Tong Tian said slowly: "This is... the blood of Father God!"

(Today, several readers asked me why I didn’t put it on the shelves, and some wanted to vote for me. To be honest, I know how I write. My book contains too much of my own private goods from the protagonist to others. For example, my own name, my own views on love, friendship, family relationship, and my own understanding of the prehistoric. It is a book for self-entertainment, but there are still many readers who are willing to read it. Sometimes I am actually quite moved. In fact, I haven’t asked for recommendation for collection for a long time. My idea is very simple. No matter what the grades are, I will definitely finish writing this book. Since it’s so slow, I’ll just write it down. It’s best if someone is willing to support me. My own novel dream. The editor didn’t tell me when it will be on the shelves, so I won’t ask, and you can also read more free chapters.)
(Actually, I originally planned to go fishing tomorrow. I also want to have a holiday on May [-]st. However, since some readers care about me, I decided to make up the two chapters owed to you tomorrow.)
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