Honghuang: Starting from the Longhan catastrophe!

Chapter 88: Ancestral Kunlun
The moment we left the space channel, the majestic and magnificent mountain range, towering into the clouds, blocking the way ahead like a natural moat, came into view.

And around this mountain range, countless spiritual lights were flying.

Some are riding on the clouds, some are stepping on magical treasures, the means are different, but the purpose is the same.

That is the Kunlun Mountains ahead, let us all participate in this preaching event together!

Fu Tu did not feel the disgusting smell of blood from these practitioners.

Instead, it exudes a touch of ethereal Taoist charm, and the Dharma cloud it represents also exudes a clear light.

They are completely different from Western practitioners and are two different cultivation civilizations.

As the sermon time was getting closer, everyone flew forward without delay.

When you reach the foot of the mountain, you will see a waterfall rushing down from the steep mountain.

It refracts the colorful rays of light and makes a rumbling sound, but if you listen carefully.

Then you can find that this is not water at all, but the liquefied innate spiritual energy, as misty as clouds.

There are continuous mountains, reaching the sky, green trees and red flowers, tigers roaring and monkeys crying, a scene full of vitality.

When you are about to step onto the mountainside, a white jade staircase that looks like a ladder to heaven comes into view.

At the entrance of the ladder to heaven, there is a tablet with an acquired spiritual gem.

On it, eight large characters were outlined with innate divine patterns, like iron painting and silver hooks:

"If you want to hear the truth, pass this step!"

The practitioners who came to listen to the teachings walked on the steps that had been cultivated over billions of years with divine jade.

Like a pilgrimage, we move towards the summit of Mount Kunlun step by step.

The higher he went, the more strenuous it became, and the more ferocious his expression became.

As if under invisible oppression, many practitioners dare not move forward.

There were also people on the steps shouting and dancing as if they were in a fantasy.

What's worse, some people fell down from the top on the spot, got covered in dirt and dust, and were laughed at by everyone.

Fu Tu and others naturally also felt the difference between these steps.

As his divine eyes swept over, the formation hidden in the steps was exposed.

Complex divine patterns of laws are intertwined and fit with each other.

Together they form this majestic and huge formation that covers the ladder to heaven.

This is the rule of Patriarch Hongjun!
If you want to go up the mountain, you can.

Come up first and talk later.

Otherwise, you can just stay at the foot of the mountain and use this step to sort out the different levels.

If you want to take a shortcut, you will trigger the magic circle hidden inside.

There are murderous intentions everywhere, and the situation is earth-shaking. If you are not careful, you will die here.

While everyone was watching, a purple figure shrouded in an immortal glow walked towards Fu Tu slowly.

"How are you, fellow Taoist!"

"Hello, fellow Taoist. What is your purpose in coming here?"

Fu Tu felt a little strange and didn't know what this guy in front of him wanted to do.

"I am King Pan. Seeing fellow Taoists coming here today, I suddenly felt something."

"I understand that there may be some opportunities related to me, fellow Daoist. I wonder if you can accept it?"

King Pan stared at Fu Tu with scorching eyes and greed, and strands of laws burst out.

He seemed to be speaking politely, but there was an undisguised threat in his voice.

It seems to be saying, if you dare to refuse, I will take action.

Within the opponent's laws, the laws of insects and poisons were faintly emanating.

Fu Tu suddenly showed a look of enlightenment, realizing that the guy in front of him was a sacred insect.

And it's a poisonous insect!
Without a doubt, it is almost exactly the same as Qin Yuan next to it.

In the dark, the laws are intertwined, the qi is interacting, and he is attracted to his origin.

Qin Yuan, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but frown and stared at Fu Tu meaningfully.

"Can't give it!"

Fu Tu had an indifferent expression, not caring about the other party's threat at all.

He didn't even look at the other person, and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

King Pan's breathing stagnated, and an increasingly thick purple mist appeared on his body.

It flows on the earth, making a crackling corrosion sound and emitting bursts of white smoke.

But Fu Tu did not dodge at all and watched the purple mist coming towards him.

Just before it was about to touch his body, King Pan took all the poisonous mist back into his body.

"Fellow Daoist, we'll meet on the stairs!"

Yes, King Pan is not a fool either.

If he took action here, it would very likely anger Patriarch Hongjun. King Pan came here to listen to the great Dao methods of Patriarch Hongjun and others.

But I don't want to be harmed here for no reason, even if it's just an incarnation.

But the stairs above are an opportunity, as long as Fu Tu dares to walk up.

King Pan has plenty of tricks up his sleeve, and he can do it secretly in the dark.

"Fellow Daoist Haiyue, you don't want to climb the stairs, can you bring everyone along?"

Fu Tu looked at the other person's back as he climbed up, then turned to look at Hai Yue.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Haiyue with expectant eyes.

Even though no words were spoken, the meaning expressed was exactly the same.

No one wants to climb up honestly, but wants to take a shortcut.

"Small thing!"

A majestic and supreme force was transmitted from the high-dimensional space to Haiyue's body.

Tear ~

Haiyue swiped his right hand from top to bottom, and a hole was instantly torn in the formation.

Immediately, boundless divine light burst out, drawing in the many innate saints present.

Before the gap closes, lead everyone through the formation.

When he was about to disappear, Fu Tu looked down at Pan Wang who was trying hard to climb up.

King Pan also happened to look up, and their eyes met for an instant.

"You didn't expect it, we have someone!"

"Just keep climbing up, we'll meet at the top of the mountain!"

Fu Tu smiled brightly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although rules are rules, it depends on who they are applied to.

How could Haiyue possibly climb up?

Do you want to save the face of the great master?
Even if Patriarch Hongjun knew, it is impossible for him to turn against him at this time.

Everyone could just take a ride and avoid the hard work of climbing the mountain.

As soon as the words fell, everyone disappeared, and the torn formation closed again.

King Pan was so angry that his face turned red, but he didn't dare to say anything crazy.

It was because King Pan felt that immense and powerful force.

He couldn't defeat them at all, it was like a dimensionality reduction attack.

King Pan had no intention of resisting, but he felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.

He gritted his teeth for a moment, even his hands were shaking, and his fingers were curled involuntarily.

It seemed as if only by crushing Fu Tu into pieces could this hatred be resolved.

But no matter how much you think about it, you still have to climb the mountain. Your mad rush up attracts a lot of attention.

The people led by Haiyue arrived at the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

A magnificent palace of innate spiritual treasures with brilliant light is located in front.

Just standing here, it exudes the ancient and vast rhyme of the laws of Tao.

And on the plaque of the palace, the three big characters "Zixiao Palace" were written in innate divine patterns!
Just one glance was enough for everyone present to understand.

In front of the Zixiao Palace is a vast white jade square with infinite space.

Folded and interlocked layer by layer, it seems to be able to accommodate an endless number of living beings.

But on the square, there were only three thousand gray cushions, hidden in the space.

There was innate energy emanating from the cushion, but there was no dazzling spiritual light flashing.

They appear ordinary and are separated in different spaces to avoid disturbing each other.

In Futu's eyes, there were already figures sitting on the cushions in front.

Judging from the pillars of light of the laws flowing on their bodies, they are powerful beings who have attained the state of Tao Fruit.

Behind the mighty Daoguo, some kings and immortals came here and sat down.

Haiyue walked forward slowly, and everyone followed closely behind him, ready to occupy a good position.

When you approach the outermost cushion, look at the cushion that radiates the innate qi.

Fu Tu raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised, and couldn't help muttering in his heart:
"Is the richest man in the prehistoric world so low-key?"

Yes!

Compared with thousands of innate spiritual treasures, these cushions do not seem to be high-end.

As for the innate Qi, now everything in the prehistoric world has innate Qi.

Not worth mentioning at all!
Judging from these cushions, this ancestor Hongjun can be said to be quite low-key.

He is not even worthy of the title of the richest man in the prehistoric world!

(End of this chapter)