I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

Chapter 83 The secret of the ancient times!

chaos!

Standing above the primeval world, two Zixiao Palaces strangely appeared in the chaos, and then slowly overlapped.

This strange scene did not cause any ripples in the ancient world.

"Hehehe, this wild land of yours is really a good place for me to grow fat."

Under the overlapping Zixiao Palace, the two Hongjuns of Heavenly Dao stood facing each other. The one with a cold aura in his eyes showed a cold, ruthless and cruel smile.

However, Hongjun, who had just been happy about his reincarnation, now showed a look of anger and fear.

"Pangu created the world, transformed himself into all things, and divided yin and yang! Why are you here instead of staying in your own wilderness?"

As the majestic voice of Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao, echoed, the power of the Heavenly Dao clearly repelled the other Hongjun.

Under the repulsion of the power of heaven, the overlapping Zixiao Palace actually made it appear as if there were two of them, and the other figure of Hongjun seemed even more illusory.

After feeling rejected by this ancient heavenly way, Hongjun sneered contemptuously.

"Just as you said, Pangu created the universe and divided it into yin and yang. Naturally, this world also has yin and yang. You and I are both the incarnation of Pangu's will, but you are yang and I am yin! You are good and I am evil!"

boom!
Two great primordial creatures! Born from the same source!

Two Hongjuns! They are of the same origin!

There is not only yin and yang, but also good and evil!
"You! You actually devoured the origin of prehistoric destiny!"

When Yin Yang and Hong Jun looked at each other, Yin Yang suddenly sensed the aura of Heaven on the gloomy Hong Jun, and blurted out in shock.

"Although you and I are born from the same source, our paths are different!"

"you!"

Hongjun, the great heavenly way of this world, was enraged and blessed by the power of heaven. In an instant, the changes in the great heaven and earth of the other side appeared behind them.

The cold and desolate land where Hongjun lives is in ruins. Six saints appear in the sky, and the witches and demons fight each other. The land of prehistoric times is in ruins...

As the scenes came into view, Hongjun, the Tiandao who possessed a heart of great love, showed a hint of anger.

"You! You actually want to take this step! Break free from the Great Desolation Heavenly Dao, devour the entire Great Desolation Origin and transcend!"

"Humph! Aren't you also trying to transcend?"

The two Hongjuns disliked each other and looked at each other coldly.

It turns out that the other Heavenly Dao, Hongjun, had set up a trap from the very beginning, a trap that constantly eroded the origin of the great wilderness to strengthen itself.

I want to transcend the chaos and become the second Pangu!

Hongjun in this world, or any living creature in the world, who doesn't want to become like Pangu? The difference is that the paths they choose are different.

Hongjun, the Heavenly Dao who loves the primitive world so much, wants to develop and strengthen the primitive world and gather the power of all things in the primitive world. The stronger the primitive world is, the stronger they will naturally be.

The path we take is one of great love and collective ascension.

Hongjun, the Tiandao in another world, took the most extreme and fastest way, which was to devour the destiny and origin of the ancient world and strengthen himself.

The path is one person ascending to heaven and destroying the world!

This is equivalent to a company that is focused on developing itself, making it bigger and stronger, and constantly moving upward.

The other one is purely devouring (absorbing) the original source (company funds) and turning it into his own. In the end, the company goes bankrupt, his personal wallet grows, and he runs away.

"Humph! You'd better bear the backlash of heaven first!"

Hongjun, the great lover of the Heavenly Dao, would also get angry, and look at the other party with even more anger.

Breaking away from the laws of nature and devouring the origin of the ancient world is not only crazy, but also extremely dangerous.

Both Hongjun are in harmony with the Dao and are considered part of the Heavenly Dao. The other party has swallowed the origin of the great chaos, which has caused rejection from the Heavenly Dao.

He could naturally see that the laws of nature in the other world were rejecting the other world.

However, the cold eyes of this gloomy Hongjun were indifferent, without any emotion. Only when he saw the prosperous development of this area did he reveal a hint of greed.

"Hehehe, it's too late for Heaven to reject me. The Three Pure Ones of my prehistoric world, Jie Yin of the West, Zhunti, and Nuwa have all become saints. I have already begun to reap the luck of the entire prehistoric world. Heaven's rejection! It's nothing but an instinctive and useless struggle..."

When the two Hongjun looked at each other, one of them was obviously rejected by this world, and the overlapping Zixiao Palace was also constantly being rejected and separated.

"Your journey is too slow. Please make this world more beautiful for me. I will come back to find you after I transcend..."

As the silent, greedy and indifferent voices gradually dissipated, the two Purple Sky Palaces completely separated. In an instant, with ripples in the chaos, the two prehistoric palaces seemed to appear in the chaos.

It seems like a mirror world, but one is prosperous and flourishing, while the other is devastated.

Tick ​​tock!

As the space rippled, the mirror disappeared in an instant, leaving only a primitive world in the chaos.

As the other side of Honghuang retreated, Hongjun, the great lover of Tiandao, in Zixiao Palace took a deep look at the disappearing Honghuang and couldn't help but sigh.

"Yin and Yang complement each other, restrain each other, and repel each other! I hope this world can grow to be able to resist before the other party transcends!"

Inside the Zixiao Palace, Tiandao Hongjun sighed with melancholy, and the next moment, feeling the anger and fear of this ancient Tiandao, he couldn't help but turn into a kind old grandfather and began to comfort them.

"Before the other party completely devours and transcends, he cannot come to this world!"

Repel each other! It also means that the two primitive things are clearly in this chaos, but because of their repulsive attributes, they cannot meet or merge.

The two Honghuangs, due to the different paths of Tiandao Hongjun, went on two completely different paths.

Another one of the six saints of prehistoric times has been born. The war between wizards and liches has taken place, Mount Buzhou has collapsed, and the whole world is in ruins.

This ancient time seemed to be because of Kunpeng and Zixiao's three lectures, the severing of the holy road, the suppression of the Three Pure Ones, and the Western Two One Yuan Meeting, which slowed down the cultivation speed of these top powers and led them to different paths with different progress.

……

The sea of ​​blood opened up the underworld and transformed into reincarnation, and the second saint in the prehistoric world appeared. Both the heaven and the witch clan had a saint.

Of the three major forces, only the demon clan remains.

The Ten Thousand Mountains are the territory of the demon clan.

"Brother, the Wu Clan has one more Saint, and the Heavenly Court also has Nuwa! Our plan has failed!"

Donghuang Taiyi has always been proud of himself, but this time he lowered his proud head and spoke unwillingly.

However, the demon emperor Jun said calmly and solemnly: "The sainthood is only the future. At present, the overwhelming merits have not been transformed into combat power. Our strategy has not failed!"

The demon emperor Di Jun was not discouraged at all. He pointed at the witch clan in the sea of ​​blood and sneered.

“Although the witch clan is strong, this time when they transformed into reincarnation and opened up the netherworld, the ancestor witch Hou Tu lost half of her blood and essence, and her strength dropped drastically. The golden wheel of merit and sainthood is in the future, and now the ancestor witch Hou Tu is already half useless.”

"The other witch ancestors have also lost at least ten thousand years of cultivation. The Twelve Capitals of Heaven formation has been weakened by at least 30%. Although the other great witches have received a bit of merit, in terms of the number of cultivators under our command, my demon clan has a hundred times! A thousand times! Ten thousand times more than the witch clan!"

At this point, the demon emperor Di Jun was full of a confident smile.

Although the witch clan is strong, how many great witches are there? And their demon clan is everywhere in the wilderness, and as time goes by, the demon clan will only become stronger and stronger.

This is the advantage of the demon race!

"The Heavenly Palace is prosperous! But so what! From the very beginning, the Heavenly Principles and Rules set by Kunpeng have blocked 90% of the cultivators in the prehistoric world!"

When he said this, the demon emperor Di Jun showed an overbearing smile.

However, Donghuang Taiyi sighed inwardly after hearing this, thinking that his elder brother had deliberately said this to the demon clan's subordinates.

No matter how many Daluo monks there are, no matter how many ants there are, they can just be hit a few more times, unless there are so many of them that they can tire themselves to death!
Although the more Daluo monks there are, the greater the chance of breaking through to the Quasi-Saint level, but the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan are almost in the same boat. Will they give this opportunity to the Demon Clan?

"Brother, is Minghe coming to seek refuge?"

Donghuang Taiyi also sighed helplessly. It is too difficult to be a saint at the moment! It is not that you just need to be strong. It is not something that ordinary people can do if you have all three.

"The Styx!?"

After hearing about the powerful Minghe, the demon emperor Di Jun showed a strange smile. This powerful man was really unlucky.

I don’t dare to go back to the blood sea now.

Kunlun Mountains.

"Hou Tu has even attained the holy position!"

The Three Pure Ones were all numb, especially Taiqing, whose hands as he stroked his white beard were a little stiff, and he looked in the direction of the sea of ​​blood with a frustrated look in his eyes.

When the Purple Sky Palace was first established, the Three Pure Ones were so glorious at that time that they were the most powerful and dominated the world, suppressing all the powerful and sitting at the top of the group.

As a result, they have ended up in such a situation. First it was Nuwa, and now it is Hou Tu!

It completely surpasses the Three Pure Ones!
"Second brother, third brother! You must not let anyone else get the third holy position first!"

Tai Qing took a deep breath and seemed to have made up his mind. He said in a deep voice:
"I want to travel around the wilderness and comprehend the way of heaven and earth, especially the human race. Since it is recognized by heaven, it must have its own mysteries."

Taiqing made up his mind to find his own way, and Yuanshi fell silent. He was the weakest among the Three Pure Ones and had just recovered. "Brother, I will practice in seclusion in Kunlun Mountain first!"

Tongtian frowned after hearing this, and finally nodded secretly:

"Since the eldest brother wants to travel to the human race, then the third brother will travel around the world."

The Three Pure Ones were getting a little anxious. They were suppressed by the Yiyuan Society and were already a step behind. If they did not fight back, they would no longer be known as the Three Pure Ones in the future.

"good!"

To the west, Mount Sumeru.

"Brother, what is still imperfect in this primitive world? Or what needs to be evolved?"

Ever since Hou Tu of the Blood Sea became the second person to take the holy throne, Jie Yin and Zhunti began to become secretly anxious.

The two of them worked together to figure out what was missing from the prehistoric world, but in the end they were both confused.

They were all speechless as to how Kunpeng discovered it and why he had to get involved every time.

"Brother, it seems that right now there are countless cultivators in the prehistoric world who only know how to take, but not how to give back to the world!"

In the end, no one knew what Zhunti was thinking of. After some hesitation on his face, he finally said what was in his mind.

"Junior brother, you!"

Jie Yin understood what Zhunti wanted to say at a glance. His face suddenly changed and he wanted to stop her, but when he opened his mouth, he was speechless.

Finally, the Taoist Jie Yin sighed helplessly, "Brother, what are your plans?"

Zhunti hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Brother, haven't you noticed that over the past hundreds of thousands of years, there have been more and more cultivators in the prehistoric world?"

"Especially since the demon clan, heavenly court, and witch clan have gathered almost 90% of the great golden immortals in the prehistoric world. If a war breaks out among the three forces, and these countless cultivators perish and return to the heaven and earth, does this count as perfecting the prehistoric world?"

My goodness, Zhunti’s dangerous idea made Jie Yin tremble with fear, but then he fell silent.

How could it not be counted? After all, they were also this kind of people. No! They were all ready to take action, so naturally it didn't count.

They are giving back to heaven and earth!
"Junior brother, how do you plan to stir up unrest among the demon tribe, the witch tribe, and the heavenly court?"

Finally, Jie Yin couldn't resist the temptation, and the two of them started to discuss in a serious tone.

……

However, not long after all living things in the prehistoric world were shocked and the second saint appeared, a piece of news came from the Heavenly Court, which instantly swept across the entire prehistoric world like a strong wind.

Shock in the wild!

Emperor Kunpeng, in order to prove his status as a saint, specially invites prehistoric monks to join the heaven!

Taiqing, who had just started traveling among the human race, looked up at Jiutian in astonishment after hearing the news.

"Could it be that Kunpeng has found the way to enlightenment?"

Taiqing was in disbelief and even more shocked. How could there be so many unfinished major events in the ancient world?
How come Kunpeng discovered them all?

Yuanshi, who was just about to go into seclusion in Kunlun Mountain, heard the news and widened his eyes. He said in disbelief, "Impossible! How could he, Kunpeng, do that?"

In an instant, Yuanshi seemed to have thought of something and looked towards the direction of Zixiao Palace, and then a trace of grievance appeared on his face.

Daozu is too partial!

Tongtian, who traveled in the East China Sea, was even more surprised and then burst into a hearty laugh, "I, Tongtian, will definitely find my own way!"

In the western Mount Sumeru, Jie Yin and Zhunti had just discussed the next step when they received this news.

The two of them even showed a hint of shock!
"Brother!"

Jie Yin gave a bitter smile, but finally sighed helplessly, "Junior brother, just watch Kunpeng!"

Zhunti’s teeth were almost broken as he stared towards the heaven, wondering how come all the good things happened to you, Kunpeng.

……

After this news spread, the Heavenly Palace fell into an eerie silence.

However, the prehistoric world was in turmoil, and countless cultivators were desperate to join the Heavenly Court.

However, the rules of heaven are very strict, and it is not easy to allow cultivators to enter heaven.

The heaven today is different from before!

We are looking for talented people, but the conditions are also extremely harsh.

Just a true spirit imprint on the Immortal Recruiting Banner had once made countless people frown, but now outside the Heavenly Palace, there was a huge crowd.

"Fellow Daoist, I am a cultivator from Northern Tianshui... I am a cultivator at the half-step Daluo level and I am willing to join the Heavenly Court."

A cultivator who was half a step to Daluo was staring at the scene inside the Heavenly Gate with envy.

The true spirit is imprinted on the Immortal Recruiting Banner?
There is such a good thing!
Countless cultivators were boiling with excitement. Their true spirits were on the Immortal Recruiting Banner. If they were beaten to death outside in the future, they would have only this trace of their true spirits to have the opportunity to reincarnate and cultivate again.

It is naturally impossible to hand over the true spirit to others easily. It may even mean slavery, which is definitely a deep hatred!

However, the true spirit is imprinted on the immortal-recruiting banner of heaven?
This is a huge opportunity!
As the news spread, a large number of monks gathered outside the four major gates of Heaven.

“Immortal! Immortal! Please be lenient and leave my true spirit behind. Although I am a golden immortal cultivator, I have been yearning for the heaven since I was born…”

"Immortal General..."

My goodness, if you hand over your true spirit, your life and death will be controlled by others, but this group of people just follow the devil, not only do they not hesitate at all, but they all rush to come.

While queuing, a Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator looked at the cultivator in front of him who was entering the Heavenly Palace with envy.

"I'm so envious that I can imprint my true spirit on the Immortal Summoning Banner."

"Who says it isn't?"

The one holding the Immortal Recruiting Banner is the Heavenly Emperor Kunpeng, and there are many cultivators who want to be enslaved.

Do not!
It should be said that they want to join the Heavenly Court, have a backer, have guarantees, and be able to contribute to the prehistoric world, which is what they want most.

And in heaven.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, this is really a good plan. Not only does he want to prove his Dao, but he also wants to take this opportunity to expand the Heavenly Court."

In the Yaochi, when the scene outside the four heavenly gates emerged in the Haotian Realm, Nuwa could not help but sigh.

As time goes by, the immortal-recruiting banner that was once feared by everyone has now become a symbol of heaven.

Originally, the Immortal Recruiting Banner was only used to control the demon clan and the cultivators recruited by the Immortal Court. Who would have thought that over the endless years, it would become a symbol that everyone pursued.

After hearing this, Kunpeng smiled indifferently.

"This is not my plan, but my kindness. I have given them this opportunity."

Such shameless words made Nuwa nod frequently.

"This is truly a great fortune, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, you are really bold in proving your Dao this time!"

When she said this, Nuwa didn't know what she was thinking of. Her phoenix eyes looked towards the Kunlun Mountains in the lower world and the Xumi Mountains in the west, and then she gave a sly smile.

“I really don’t know how wonderful the faces of the Three Pure Ones, Western Jieyin, and Zhunti will be after Fellow Daoist Kunpeng attains enlightenment this time.”

"Tsk tsk, the first and second place are gone. If they knew they couldn't even make the top ten, what would they do with the pride of the Three Pure Ones?"

Faced with Nuwa's bad taste, Kunpeng smiled.

“Even if the Three Pure Ones and others know this method, so what! In the entire prehistoric world, except for my Kunpeng and the Wu Clan, no one can achieve this!”

Under the confident smile, Nuwa narrowed her eyes. At this moment, she remembered the oath to heaven when Kunpeng was deprived of the throne.

"It is not the best and most beautiful, it is not praised by all living beings, and it is not the founder of the Tao!"

There was a meaningful look under Nuwa's smile as she looked at Kunpeng quietly.

"Fellow Daoist, you have a good plan! What a good plan! I'm afraid you have already left yourself a way out, to cut off the path to sainthood! You are cutting off the paths to sainthood of the Three Pure Ones and the Western Paradise!"

"Fellow Daoist, you have already prepared a holy path for yourself!"

In response to Nuwa's words, Kunpeng showed a strange smile.

“Fellow Daoist Nuwa, this emperor cuts off the path to sainthood, but I have never said that I will cut off my own path to sainthood!”

If he hadn't had faith at the beginning, how could he dare to cut off this holy path so easily!
"But this time, it will take ten thousand years. I am just taking advantage of this opportunity. After all, there are still many mild-tempered plant spirits in the prehistoric world."

Kunpeng had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with determination as he looked towards Mount Buzhou.

The development of the prehistoric world still depends on him, Kunpeng!
Nuwa and Houtu have both obtained the saintly position, now it’s time for me, Kunpeng, the Lord of Heaven, to take my turn!
Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Temple.

Except for Hou Tu who recovered in the Netherworld, the other eleven Ancestral Witches all returned to Mount Buzhou secretly.

(End of this chapter)