Honghuang: Starting from the Longhan catastrophe!

Chapter 91 Hongjun Plants the Flag
"Now the three tribes are in power, acting recklessly, committing many evil deeds, and using extremely cruel methods."

“I don’t know how many sacred mountains and beautiful waters have been destroyed, and all living beings have been drowned in the sea of ​​disaster.”

"Some people have lost family members, some people have lost friends."

"Even worse, the entire clan perished, and turned into crying ghosts, unable to escape."

"Whenever I think of this, I feel very sad."

"After careful consideration and repeated deliberation, I will make an important decision today."

"Since the heavens are blind and turn a blind eye, then I, Hongjun, will enforce justice on behalf of heaven."

"From now on, anyone who practices my immortal way will enjoy the protection of me, Hongjun."

"Whoever recites my name will receive a response, saving the people from danger and resolving the crisis in the heavens."

"The vast wilderness is not only owned by the three tribes, but also the home of countless sentient beings in the wilderness."

“Everyone has the right to live!”

Hongjun's voice echoed among the mountains, instantly quieting down all the creatures that came to hear it.

Then there was a deafening shout that even shattered the clouds in the sky.

Everyone knew that this meant that Patriarch Hongjun wanted to officially raise the flag!
Get ready to challenge the three tribes!

No matter what Patriarch Hongjun’s purpose is, everyone knows one thing.

From today on, someone has your back!

Some lone rangers whose clans and families were destroyed could not help but shed tears at this moment.

From today on, they will no longer be wandering ghosts.

You don't have to be chased like a wild dog, but you are a true immortal.

And it’s not fake, it was admitted by Patriarch Hongjun himself!
"Immortal way!"

"Immortal way!"

…………

The unanimous shouts swept across the sky like a tsunami, shattering the clouds in the sky.

It even caused ripples in the air, with a mighty and stunning momentum.

Zulong, Yuanfeng and Shiqilin, who were watching secretly from a distance, snorted in dissatisfaction.

Fu Tu couldn't help but smile, and secretly cheered in his heart:
"It was well said and the timing was even better."

“Once this flag is raised, I’m afraid all the creatures being chased by the three tribes will gather here.”

"Go!"

“Spread the word!”

Patriarch Hongjun waved his hand with great force, as if he was pointing to the mountains and rivers, with great heroic spirit.

The numerous living beings who came to seek the truth turned into a ray of immortal light and left Kunlun.

The sermon ends here.

Just when Patriarch Hongjun and Patriarch Yinyang were preparing to go back to practice.

However, Patriarch Qiankun did not leave. Instead, he stared at Fu Tu with a burning gaze.

Such an unusual behavior immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"My dear friend, you and I have a destiny. Would you like to become my disciple?"

Everyone present was stunned, and then showed envy.

Ancestor Qiankun is a person with great supernatural powers.

If you can have such a being as your master, your future path of cultivation will definitely be smooth.

Everyone thought Fu Tu would agree, after all, there was no harm in it.

But Futu seemed to be smiling, and spots of light visible to the naked eye appeared on the edge of his immortal body.

The rich innate spiritual energy dissipates from the body into the heaven and earth.

Taoism?

The scene suddenly became quiet, and no one could figure out what Fu Tu was thinking.

The innate sacred being that was traveling with him also couldn't understand this outrageous operation.

"Master and disciple?"

"I'm afraid they're targeting his origin!"

"No need to think about it, it must have been detected from the core of the Xuanhuang Fruit."

Fu Tu sneered in his heart and didn't believe the other party's lies at all.

In comparison, his life is more important and he is unwilling to gamble with the other party's integrity.

"Ancestor Qiankun, see you later."

When the transformation reached the bridge of the nose, Fu Tu looked at Qian Kun meaningfully, and then disappeared.

Everyone at the scene looked at each other, and Patriarch Qiankun's face turned ashen.

The Xiantian Divine who was traveling with Fu Tu seemed to have sensed something strange. The Black Turtle Ancestor did not stand there in a daze, and immediately led everyone back.

Fu Tu, who was hiding in the cave, couldn't help but recall what had just happened.

In order to leave a deeper impression on Ancestor Qiankun, the plan was successfully completed.

That's right!

Everything was premeditated and under Fu Tu's control.

What he didn't expect was that Patriarch Qiankun would accept him as his disciple.

But how could he dare to believe it?
Overall, I gained a lot from this sermon.

The only regret is that I didn’t see the Three Pure Ones in mythology.

I thought I could meet him in Kunlun Mountain, but who would have thought that he didn't even show up.

I don’t know where he is now!

Fu Tu shook his head, put the matter behind him, and focused his eyes on the sea of ​​​​his soul.

As his cultivation level advanced to the late Taiyi stage, the sea of ​​​​mind actually climbed to 80% water level.

The boundless black ocean created huge waves in the spiritual space.

Even the four Taiyi-level calamity insects were devouring everything madly and greedily.

It is also impossible to transfer it in time, and it seems like a futile effort.

Seeing this, Fu Tu once again summoned four Taiyi-level calamity insects.

When eight Taiyi-level transformation insects take effect at the same time.

The "water level" of the sea of ​​​​the soul has successfully dropped to 60%, and it can be delayed for a while again.

But he knew in his heart that no matter how long he delayed, it would eventually explode.

Fu Tu raised his head, and the shadows of the sun and the moon appeared in his majestic eyes, seeing through all illusions.

In the void above his head, there was a golden sea of ​​clouds covering an area of ​​85000 acres.

They are connected together in a vast and mighty manner, evolving into holy scenes such as golden lanterns and necklaces.

And below the golden auspicious clouds, there is an indelible blood color that continues to linger.

Trying to overturn the golden auspicious clouds!
That was his sea of ​​luck and fortune!

When it transformed, it was only 80,000 acres, but after so many years of hard work.

The continuous plundering of luck and fortune once again increased by more than 5000 acres of auspicious clouds of luck and fortune.

Logically speaking, 85000 acres of auspicious clouds are enough to support his cultivation to the middle stage of Daluo.

But beneath the golden auspicious clouds, the indelible blood light made him feel vaguely uneasy.

That is a fatal disaster!

It will definitely explode in the future.

Now he has sufficient resources and he only needs to wait patiently to reach the peak.

But he still felt that it was not enough, and he wanted to add a little more luck before he could overcome the tribulation.

It will increase your chances of winning!
Thinking of this, his gaze finally turned towards Zhu Tian Posa.

The breathtaking and majestic eyes penetrate the vast chaos and pierce the barriers of the world.

Clay sculptures surrounded by colorful light immediately came into his sight.

That light is the light of faith, holy, brilliant and filled with strong willpower!
It looks gorgeous, but it is actually poisonous and cannot be used without filtering.

In front of the clay sculpture, there is a steady stream of monks kneeling and offering their devout faith.

In the past, he simply didn't want to pay any attention to them because these people were just too annoying.

Whenever he has any worries or any troubles, he talks to his clay sculptures.

This made him extremely annoyed, so he had to choose to disconnect to avoid disturbing his enlightenment.

But now we have to take care of it anyway.

Fu Tu listened attentively, and suddenly countless clay sculptures appeared as connecting passages.

The voices of believers over the years have been continuously transmitted.

Noise, chaos, and a huge amount of information constantly impacted his mind.

If it were an ordinary Taiyi, he would have been driven crazy by his believers.

As a way to steal the mind, Fu Tu pushed it with his big hand and straightened it out in an instant.

First, eliminate a lot of cluttered wishes.

For example, some believers made a wish to him, hoping that their children would be gifted and smart.

Some believers also made wishes to him, hoping that they could achieve eternal life.

He put all such wishes aside and didn't want to pay any attention to them.

He is not a turtle in the wishing well, so why would he have time to care about these things?
As the believers in the realm of True Immortality expressed their troubles, he finally began to take it seriously.

(End of this chapter)