Reincarnation Guest of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 463 33 Days
The prehistoric era does not remember the years, I just don't know how many years have passed in an instant
After the Long Han catastrophe, the Honghuang at this time slowly took on a new look, after the old group of great supernatural beings with the shadow of the Chaos Demon God completely withdrew from the Honghuang stage.

A new batch of innate gods and demons evolved by Pangu continued to step onto the stage of history.

On the Kunlun Mountains, Pan Gu's authentic reputation of the Three Qing Dynasty spread throughout the prehistoric times.

Under the Buzhou Mountain, the 12 ancestral witches with extremely powerful physical bodies, who joined forces and were invincible, claim to be the direct descendants of Pan Gu.

Two young men wearing robes and golden crowns and hair were walking on the Great Desolate Continent, and they began to make friends with great supernatural beings one after another, and told them about their own ideas. concept.

In the land of the Northern Darkness, a lonely scholar sat on an iceberg, watching the world from time to time, and muttered in his mouth: "The innate gods and demons all have memory inheritance, and they also have bloodline supernatural powers. .”

In a valley, a man and a woman, two gorgeously dressed supernatural beings, one played the piano and the other played the flute, feeling very uncomfortable.

Not long after, the two golden-crowned youths seemed to have inquired about the existence of the two of them, so they rushed to visit.

On Longevity Hill, a Taoist temple rose up in the distance. An old man in red robes and a Taoist priest in apricot yellow robes held black and white sides, laughing from time to time.

At this time, the prehistoric and sinful place is a sea of ​​blood.

Looking at the blood cocoon in front of him, the general couldn't help laughing.

This was what he had found hundreds of thousands of years ago, but at that time the blood cocoon was already consciously born.

After thinking about it for a while, the general realized that this was the later Patriarch of Blood Sea Styx.

Therefore, the countless years he spent completely wiped out this consciousness.

And then blend in all kinds of blood essence that I have collected all these years, continuously grow its foundation, and even penetrate into my own consciousness.

Countless years have passed, and the blood cocoon has not yet been born, but the momentum on it is no less than that of Da Luo.

Although he is the ancestor of zombies, the generals also have their own pursuits.

After a long time, corpse aura enveloped it.

The momentum of the blood cocoon became more and more intense, and there were all kinds of evil spirits on it.

Bang!
Bang!
The blood cocoon continued to expand, and a crack gradually appeared, and then a blood-colored Taoist robe was born suddenly.

"I am Patriarch Styx!"

The general laughed, and then threw out four things.

It was the ancestor of Minghe who was born with two swords, Yuantu and Abi, together with the unique item in the sea of ​​blood, the twelve-grade karma fire red lotus, and the last item, Xuanming Controlling Water Flag.

Minghe took the three things: "Thank you, my deity!"

The general smiled slightly: "I practice the way abandoned by heaven, you cultivate the way of heaven, and we will join forces to control the sea of ​​blood."

Styx smiled slightly: "So, great kindness!"

"In my memory inheritance, there is the inheritance of the way of blood. He Danglian has 8000 million clones of blood god sons, who have achieved the prestige of the ancestor of the blood sea."

The general smiled slightly: "I have a family of zombies, and your Asura family can already be cultivated."

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Western land.

A tall Taoist sat cross-legged on Mount Sumeru, and there were two Taoists in apricot robes under him, one of them looked sad, while the other had a three-point fate, with a smile on his mouth from time to time.

After a round of scriptures was narrated, the two young Taoists immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Teacher!"

This tall Taoist is none other than Ren Taixu, the way of heaven is flourishing in the east, and Hongjun is the master of the Taoism.

Ren Taixu naturally wanted to plot other things, such as this western land, the ancestral land of the Demon Dao.

Looking at the two people under the seat, they are exactly the two masters of the later generations, who received the guide and promised to mention them.

Ren Taixu just nodded his head slightly: "My land in the west has always been barren, far inferior to the land in the east, and then there are demon ancestors who have committed crimes. Although being a teacher can protect the spiritual veins of the west, it cannot promote the beauty of the west."

Reception paused for a while: "The disciple sleepwalks in the heavens, countless Hengsha worlds, and preaching to him will surely prosper our west."

Zhunti said: "What is not in the west, there is in the east. My disciples traveled eastward and came here with thousands of spirits."

When Ren Taixu heard the two people's thoughts, he couldn't help sighing: "That's good! That's good!"

"The two of you are a gathering of the spirits of the West, relying on the luck of the West, as it should be."

Over the years, Jieyin and Zhunti followed him to sort out the Western spiritual veins, and with the influence of their identities, they have long been recognized by Western luck.

The three masters and apprentices were talking, only to see the prehistoric land, and suddenly on this day, there was a pressure from 33 days.

Under this coercion, all the prehistoric creatures had a feeling of fighting against the might of the sky, all the creatures knelt on the ground, their figures struggling.

The coercion received by the great supernatural powers is even greater, because they can feel that the coercion itself is not the interweaving of mana, but an aura.

To be more precise, it is a gap in realm, as if using the realm of Da Luo Jinxian to coerce a little fairy.

Three breaths have passed, and there are only a few people who have not knelt down in the wilderness. These people are all figures who will shine in the wilderness in the future.

Sanqing, Nuwa Fuxi, Yuanzi of Hongyun Town, Zhunti Jieyin, Emperor Jun Taiyi, Minghe Kunpeng...

On Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing threw a pagoda, which was the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, shrouded in traces of mysterious aura, and the faces of the three of them were full of unwillingness.

On the Sun Planet, the Chaos Clock kept ringing, and Tai Yi and Di Jun struggled to persevere...

In the sea of ​​blood, the general looked at Styx's painful appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "I jumped out of the way of heaven, and the majesty of the way of heaven is as majestic as clouds to me."

In the western land, Jieyin and Zhunti have just felt the power of the coercion, immeasurable.

Ren Taixu just sighed lightly and waved his hand: "Get out!"

On Mount Sumeru, the majesty immediately dissipated.

Zhunti hurriedly said, "Teacher, is this?"

Ren Taixu nodded slightly and said, "Has Hongjun become a saint?"

Jieyin was a little confused: "The teacher only said Hunyuan, what is a saint?"

Ren Taixu said: "Under the way of heaven, there should be saints, who rule the universe, go through thousands of kalpas without grinding, be stained with cause and effect without being stained, always exist with the sky, coexist with the Tao, and have their own way of heaven with every thought. Change, limitless and infinite, no birth and no death, return to silence and space, can gather and disperse, neither birth nor perish, no wear and tear, transcend time and space, cause and effect do not touch the body, swim outside things, do not take the cycle of time and space as the basis, Forever and ever."

Zhunti was shocked immediately: "There is such a mighty power?"

On the contrary, the distress on Jieyin's face was even worse: "Dare to ask what kind of state the teacher is in?"

Ren Taixu smiled slightly: "My teacher is Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

Countless epochs have passed, but Ren Taixu has not fallen into a dead end after all, thinking about deriving the way of reincarnation.

In the depths of the chaos, under the protection of the deity, based on the way of ghosts and death, to prove the Hunyuan.

Zhunti said: "Who is higher and who is lower, the saint or the Hunyuan?"

Ren Taixu's eyes showed a hint of deep meaning: "Hunyuan can be a saint, and a saint is not a Hunyuan. In the prehistoric world, a saint entrusts his soul and the way of heaven, and with the help of the power of the way of heaven, the fighting power of the Hunyuan is much weaker. And in the chaos, the sage is no match for Hunyuan."

Jieying pondered for a while, and immediately said: "What the teacher said, is it true that a sage has no day of transcendence under the prehistoric way of heaven?"

"Although he has great power, he is only a tiger in a cage, so he cannot be free."

Ren Taixu burst out laughing when he heard the words: "If a saint is a tiger in a cage, it's a good metaphor!"

As soon as the nine breaths passed, the purple air reverberated in the nine heavens.

Rising [-] li in the east, flying flowers fall from the sky, and golden lotuses spring up from the ground, a picture of auspiciousness descended from the sky.

At the same time, a mighty voice came from above the nine heavens.

"Lying high on the nine-fold cloud, the futon is Daozhen. Outside the heaven and the earth, I will be the head teacher. Pan Gu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two rituals and four phenomena follow. The Taoists are all outstanding, and one breath transforms Hongjun."

"I am Taoist Patriarch Hongjun. I have proved the Tao. After a hundred years, I will preach in Zixiao Palace 33 days away. Anyone who is destined can come and listen to the Tao!"

Western land.

Ren Taixu looked at Jieyin and Zhunti, and smiled slightly: "Of course, Hongjun is extraordinary, he cut off all three corpses and became a Taoist, and he also has the realm of Hunyuan Daluo, no less than being a teacher."

Jieyin was a little puzzled: "Since this is the case, why is this senior willing to lose his freedom under the law of heaven?"

Ren Taixu smiled slightly: "What he pursues is not a saint, but the number one saint under the way of heaven, and he should also be the teacher of the saints in the future. What he pursues is to gather the luck of the prehistoric, return it to the way of heaven, and achieve by himself. The realm of heaven."

The two of them were shocked immediately, they didn't expect Hongjun to have such thoughts.

Ren Taixu nodded slightly: "Okay, wait for the two of you to listen to the sermon, but if you meet six futons, you should have a decision in your heart, this is the manifestation of the Holy Throne of the Great Desolation."

"You must know that under the way of heaven, there should be saints born in the west."

With a clear understanding in their hearts, the two immediately headed towards 33 days.

Sanqing glanced at each other, and with a movement of his figure, he entered the chaos from the top of Buzhou Mountain, looking for the location of Zixiao Palace.

The three of them are indeed people of great luck, Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing are one.

It actually blocked the chaotic turbulence, and the figure continued to emerge in the chaos.

The East Prince and the West Queen Mother were also in ecstasy. The two confessed and went to 33 days to find opportunities.

Nuwa and Fuxi walked together, supported each other, and headed towards the Zixiao Palace in their hearts in the chaos.

Kunpeng walked out from the land of Beiming, his eyes flashed, and he set heavy restrictions in his own residence, heading towards 33 days.

In the chaos beyond the sky, blue light floated all over Kunpeng's body, and the whole figure looked very scary when reflected.

Stepping into the chaos one step at a time, maybe the supernatural powers are amazing, or the secrets are unpredictable.

In the chaos, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi kept searching in the chaos.

The clouds above their heads floated, a big gourd was placed on them, and there was also a book page of local yellow, so they were fine in the chaos.

On Sun Planet, Taiyi Dijun went 33 days away without saying a word.

When he got there, Taiyi had a chaotic clock on his head, and Hetu Luoshu loomed in the light of Emperor Jun's cloud.

The two are people of great opportunity, and they are protected by innate treasures, so there is no problem.

In the sea of ​​blood, a Taoist wearing a blood-red Taoist robe rushed out, it was the ancestor of Minghe.

Under the ridicule of the general, he knelt down after all, but when he thought of the holy throne in Zixia Palace, his heart couldn't help but feel hot.

Thirty-three days after Styx arrived, a flag hung above his head, and streaks of blood rushed into the small flag to replenish mana, but nothing happened.

After some induction, Minghe discovered the location of Zixiao Palace, and a shadow of blood drifted towards Zixiao Palace.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, twelve ancestral witches barely knelt down under the protection of Pangu Temple.

But after realizing that Hongjun was not easy, the 12 brothers and sisters also headed towards chaos.

Two figures float out of the lunar star,

In addition... there are many unknown great supernatural beings who also went to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon.

Of course, I don't know if those people like Taiyi and others can reach Zixiao Palace alive.

In the chaos, an ancient palace is constantly ups and downs in the chaos. The surrounding chaos flows around the palace like a docile child. The word "Zixiao Palace" refers to the Zixiao Palace of Daozu Hongjun in the chaos.

At this time, Hongjun didn't say a word, he became the number one sage innately, and he couldn't hide the existence of the prehistoric land.

Looking at the two figures in the western land and the eastern sea, complex and incomprehensible colors appeared in their eyes.

It was his first time proving the Dao, and he had the Dao of Heaven to add momentum to him.

But on an inexplicable island in the western land and the East China Sea, Hongjun is naturally well aware that his coercion has not diminished in the slightest.

"Raise your eyebrows and that mysterious Taoist."

"That Taoist also has the breath of a demon god on his body, and he has also achieved Hunyuan."

In an unknown place, streams of black air circulated, constantly incorporating new black air.

In just a few breaths, the black air rolled, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes in the black air.

The pair of eyes looked at Hongjun's place, and a cold snort came from the black air: "The Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet high. I, Luo Hu, will return sooner or later."

Hongjun seemed to be touched in his heart, and sighed slightly: "Da Zizai Heavenly Demon, Luo Hu?"

Jieyin and Zhunti traveled all the way, and saw many figures in the chaos.

Obviously, they all heard the words of Daozu Hongjun, came to look for Zixiao Palace, and heard about the Dao.

However, the introduction and approval are just a hasty glance, not a closer look.

Jieyin and Zhunti were walking when a scream came from in front of him.

Most of the body of a figure was destroyed by the turbulence, and the primordial spirit collapsed for a while.

Take a step forward and look at this person. This person is an old man.

When the old man saw Yingying and Zhunti, he opened his mouth to call for help.

There was another turbulent current, and this person dissipated into the chaos without even a chance to scream, becoming a part of the endless chaos.

Jieyin and Zhunti watched, neither sad nor happy, only Jieyin murmured: "The way is hard to find!"

"Brother, do you want a holy seat?"

Jie Yin shook his head: "If you can become a Hunyuan like a teacher, why do you need to be a tiger in a cage?"

When Zhunti heard the words, he sighed in his heart.

The two of them did not encounter any troubles along the way.

Because of Ren Taixu, Hongjun did not arrange the slightest disturbance for them.

After all, the general trend under the law of heaven will not change, and a saint will be born in the West.

So very smoothly, I saw a quaint palace standing in the depths of chaos.

Outside the palace at this time, there are already three Taoists, and the breath of these three Taoists is connected, which is infinitely powerful.

It is Pangu Sanqing.

"The guide from the West, Zhunti has met three fellow Taoists!"

Sanqing saw that the auras of the two people who came forward were as closely connected as the three of them, and they were only slightly different than the two of them, so he immediately became interested in the two of them.

Quickly returned the gift and said: "Pangu Sanqing has met with Jieyin, and he will mention two fellow Taoists."

With a slight smile on Zhunti's face: "It turns out that Pan Gu is authentic, but it's better to meet him than to be famous. It's really a good demeanor."

The three of them were overjoyed, and they also responded: "It's ridiculous, the two fellow Taoists are also very human!"

(End of this chapter)