Honghuang: Guarding Xuanmen for 100,000 years, driving Hongjun crazy

The great catastrophe is the trend of the operation of the great way.

The calamity of the beginning of the universe, the calamity of evil beasts, the first calamity of the Dragon and Han dynasties, and the current calamity of witches and demons, are all caused by the boundless karma and killings caused by all living beings when they were practicing and seeking opportunities.

The energy of catastrophe was thus derived, and its purpose was to bring down a terrible catastrophe and carry out a great cleansing of all living beings in the world.

Muchen is in charge of humanity and possesses the Dharma Eye of Time. He knows the birth and evolution of the catastrophe very well, but even so he cannot stop the trend of the Great Dao. He can only go with the flow and change some things.

Under the great catastrophe, billions of lives will surely die.

But Muchen’s bottom line is that he would rather die than let his fellow Taoist die, no matter whether it is the calamity of the wizards and demons or the calamity of the gods, as long as it does not involve the Xuanmen, it is fine.

of course!

Among these, especially the Conferred God Tribulation, both Tiandao and Hongjun Daozu had plans.

The former wants to perfect the ancient world and is determined to be the most respected person, while the latter is unwilling to become a puppet and wants to transcend the way of heaven and become the true master of the world.

As a result, many forces and sects became cannon fodder!
"Ahem. If disciple Muchen says so, then I will change my mind! The Western religion has the potential to prosper. From now on, when my disciples of Xuanmen travel the prehistoric world, they can send anyone who has committed a heinous crime to Mount Xumi to wash away their sins!"

The Master of Tongtian believes in teaching everyone without distinction and in intercepting every ray of divine information.

Hearing this, Master Tongtian suddenly understood and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, when I first started to prove my Dao, I listened to the advice of my disciple Muchen and my two brothers, so I didn't expect all the immortals to come to pay homage!"

"Otherwise, Jiejiao will surely be dragged down by its own followers!"

Boil the frog in warm water!
The rise of Western religions is superficial.

Master Tongtian has now cut off his own obsessions, his mind is clear and his heart is bright. In a short period of time, his magic power will be greatly improved, and his understanding of the great way of sword will also be enhanced.

One day, the bloated Western religion will fall into an irretrievable situation.

The way of oneself is also evolving and changing.

Unfortunately, the creatures within the Western religion are confused and disorganized, and their origins are unknown!

Whether it is the treasures, heritage or strength, they cannot be compared with the Xuanmen presided over by the Three Pure Ones. The only things that can be shown off are the hundreds of millions of monks, believers, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas.

There are three thousand great ways, and they are not all static.

"The West is booming, so we need to take a long-term view!"

"Right now, the Immortal Court and the Demon Court are in the midst of a bloody battle, and hundreds of thousands of creatures have escaped. I'm afraid they can't escape the clutches of the Western Religion either."

Muchen bowed slightly, a smile spreading across his face.

Among all the saints of the Heavenly Dao, only the Master Tongtian had the most miserable fate.

Now, although I am determined to follow this path, I have a bottom line in my heart.

There are fifty great ways, forty-nine heavenly ways, and one is hidden.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat on the cloud platform and immediately put away his sharp Taoist rhyme.

In the original prehistoric history, Jiejiao was like a shelter for all souls. It had countless disciples, and even more registered disciples and followers, but it had no treasure to suppress its destiny, which led to its tragic end.

After swallowing the Meteorite Pill, he was confined to the Zixiao Palace.

"Master Tongtian can see everything clearly, which is a blessing for our Xuanmen!"

"My Xuan Sect cannot stir up trouble or plot against the Western Sect, but if we go with the flow and give some opportunities to the two junior brothers from the West, it will not cause gossip!"

"Disciple Muchen, send one person to the East China Sea to stop the two saints from the West from seizing Yingzhou Island."

Taiqing Laozi said without leaving a trace.

If you take the initiative to plot, it would be a bit disregarding the friendship between fellow disciples.

But if the two saints in the West are greedy and seek their own death, then it will have nothing to do with the Three Pure Ones.

"Disciple will obey Master Taiqing's orders!"

Mu Chen nodded in response, a mysterious smile on his face.

Then! Soon a Xuanmen disciple stood up, and it was Guangchengzi.

"Big Brother, I want to see the world and complete the task assigned by Uncle Taiqing!"

"Since I entered the Xuanmen sect, I have not left Kunlun Mountain for thousands of years!"

Guangchengzi bowed and spoke solemnly.

Now he has already attained the status of Daluo Jinxian, but in the eyes of outsiders, he is still a minion of Taiyi Jinxian.

However, as he is a disciple of a saint, no one dares to offend him.

"In that case, thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother!"

Muchen did not refuse and agreed immediately.

immediately.

Muchen held the Chaos Black Qilin in his arms, with Liu Yun and Guang Chengzi beside him. He flew out of Taiqing Palace on auspicious clouds and appeared at the gate of Kunlun Mountain.

After giving some instructions, Guangchengzi bowed and left.

Muchen continued to lie on the rattan chair, accepting Liu Yun's service, and occasionally drinking a few cups with Qinglong who came to eat the immortal food. He lived a leisurely and happy life.

the other side.

After the Three Immortal Islands disappeared into the chaotic airflow, the Immortal Court's Ten Thousand Immortals Array became shaky and no longer had the previous brilliant golden light and unstoppable momentum. Its operation became extremely obscure.

"Dong Wanggong, you cut off one of your own arms. How ridiculous!"

“Without the power of the Three Immortal Islands, as well as the vast immortal energy and chaotic airflow, I can break the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation with a snap of my fingers, and then the entire Immortal Court will be burned to ashes!”

"If you kneel down and surrender, I can leave your body intact!"

Donghuang Taiyi stared at Dongwanggong with contempt, no longer taking the Lord of the Immortal Court seriously.

The true fire of the sun condensed into many strange phenomena, constantly burning the space around Dong Wanggong. The law of the sun evolved into a sharp sword that cut through the void, causing the blood of the red-gold dragon under Dong Wanggong's feet to spill into the sky.

The number one person under the Saint, with unrivaled combat power!

Lord Dong is just struggling to hold on!
"Haha. This emperor wants to live, but also wants to die!"

"Nanming Immortal Lord, Ziwei Immortal Lord, use your supreme magical powers to attack and make these demon saints lose their fighting power!"

The King of the East is majestic and has boundless power.

With a slight movement of his magic power, the red-gold dragon under his feet disappeared, and the dragon-headed cane was caught in his hand.

He manipulated the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and bestowed all his power on Nanming Immortal Lord and Ziwei Immortal Lord. For a moment, the light around the two of them overshadowed the sun, moon and stars, and the violent magic power seemed to pour out and destroy the world.

"We obey!"

Nanming Immortal Lord and Ziwei Immortal Lord were both determined to do their best.

in a blink.

With the breathtaking energy riot, the eight demon saints of the Demon Court, including Guiche and Jiuying, were blocked in the void, and then two brilliant rays of light submerged everything.

"How is it possible to self-destruct the body and burn the mana?"

Fuxi's jaw dropped, and he immediately used his magic power to rush into the torrent of energy. He used the Fuxi Qin to turn it into a barrier, barely protecting the hearts of the eight demon saints.

However, he endured great pain and his combat power was greatly reduced in a short period of time.

Seeing this scene, Dong Wanggong sighed and said, "It is basically the same as what I and Taicang Immortal Lord planned a thousand years ago. Even if we give up all our accumulation and fortune, we can only hurt the origins of the demon saints."

"But Fuxi's serious injury is also a pleasant surprise!"

this moment.

Dong Wanggong clenched his fists tightly, without any sadness, but only the exhilaration of having succeeded in his plot. (End of this chapter)