Prehistoric: When a good old man awakens to the evil system

Hongjun was silent for a moment, and once again felt that Hongyun should not be Luo Hou's apprentice. However, he should be Luo Hou's apprentice. Only Luo Hou would protect his apprentice regardless of the reason. Otherwise, with Hongyun's temperament, he would be at a disadvantage if no one protects him.

"Yuanshi is not wrong, and you are not wrong either."

Yuanshi listened to the will of Heaven and acted in accordance with it. What was wrong with that? As a saint, Hongyun protects living beings and also benefits the world, so what's wrong with that?

However, the meaning of Tiandao is to let Hongyun calm down for a while and not to interfere in the great events of the ancient times, let alone the catastrophes.

Hongjun sighed and said slowly: "Nuwa will do the repairing of the sky, and with the help of the Sanqing, you don't have to worry. During this period, you can retreat in Zixiao Palace and talk to your master!"

Hongyun guessed who meant this, and the way of heaven still favored the obedient Yuanshi.

"Yes!" Hongyun lowered his head and obeyed the order without resisting.

"Hey ~ This is not Saint Hongyun, it's really rare to see him!" In the underground palace, Luo Hou derogated Hongyun in a strange manner.

Although he still looked down on Hongyun, Hongyun could feel his concern. Hongyun is also very helpless. Things have happened one after another recently. He can't interfere too much. He can't do it without being completely indifferent. We have to keep an eye on them all the time and protect those creatures who are unable to resist as soon as something happens.

Now that I think about it, it has indeed been a long time since I visited Luo Hou in Zixiao Palace. No wonder he was so unhappy.

"Isn't this disciple trying to bring honor to his master in ancient times?" Hongyun's coaxing words came out of his mouth.

Luo Hou snorted coldly: "Tell me, what glory have you brought to me!" Hong Yun took a few steps forward and got closer to Luo Hou, appearing cordial: "Even if the disciple becomes a saint of heaven, the disciple is still Hong Yun. , have their own thoughts and positions, not the sword of heaven. Disciples want to be like the master, keep moving forward in the direction of their hearts, even if there are countless difficulties and obstacles, they must go all out."

"I am not afraid of death. I am just afraid that I will live in vain for many years and only regret when I look back. In that case, my disciple will look down on me, and my master will also look down on his disciple!"

Luo Hou was satisfied in his heart. This apprentice was not in vain. He had not become a saint of Heaven but would have become a lackey of Heaven. Otherwise, he would have to clean up the family.

Then he asked: "This is what you want to do. What does it have to do with me? How can you win glory for me?"

Hongyun came closer and whispered: "The disciple is the master's disciple, and Sanqing is the disciple of Daozu. In times of crisis, it was master, your disciples who stepped forward and saved their lives. And Daozu's disciples, He didn’t come at the most critical moment, and after he arrived, he still scrambled for merit and ignored the lives that were about to die.”

"Will those primitive creatures thank the disciples? Do they think that the master can teach the disciples better than the Taoist ancestors?" Hongyun explained to Luo Hou mysteriously, and after finishing speaking, he raised his eyebrows as if "you understand".

There was some truth in what Hong Yun said, but how could Luo Hou not know that Hong Yun just said it to coax him, but Hong Yun's raised eyebrows and mysterious but ineffective voice made Luo Hou want to laugh inexplicably.

Luo Hou never suppressed himself, he got angry when he wanted to and laughed when he wanted to laugh. Seeing Luo Hou smile, Hongyun felt relieved.

"By the way, Master, I have accepted two apprentices. I will bring them over to greet you, Master." Hong Yun secretly asked for a gift for his apprentice.