Reborn in the Great Wilderness, I became the teacher of burning lamp

Chapter 158 Undercurrent is turbulent
The prehistoric world has never been a peaceful world.After the ginseng fruit meeting, the great power in the prehistoric world began to move around, and his shoes descended on the human race, not knowing what he wanted to do.

In the Changle Palace, Fuxi was busy calculating gossip and calculating the future of the human race.

"Quack!" With a strange laugh, Patriarch Kunpeng blew a gust of dark wind and swept in from outside the hall.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, the Hetu Luoshu of the poor Daoist, when do you plan to return it?"

The Kunpeng patriarch swaggered like a dragon and a tiger, just like returning to his own home, and didn't pay attention to Fuxi at all.

Fuxi remained calm, fiddled with the gossip calmly, and said calmly: "Master Demon Master has come, and I welcome you from a distance!"

Then, he went on with his business.

Fu Xi never paid any attention to the matter between Di Jun, Tai Yi and Kunpeng Patriarch.

Di Juntai couldn't get rid of this pot for enslaving his comrades; for betraying the monster clan, the ancestor Kunpeng was also notorious.

"Ha ha!"

The ancestor of Kunpeng gave a sad smile, showing no signs of happiness or anger, and casually conjured up a chair and sat down.

"Master Demon Master?! Don't mention the past. Pindao not only lent Hetu Luoshu, but also spared old Bai Ze and fellow Taoist Fuxi's promise. When is it going to be fulfilled?"

The ancestor of Kunpeng was aggressive and did not give Fuxi any chance.

And according to what he said, he actually reached some kind of deal with Fuxi, so he stopped chasing and killing Bai Ze.But it is not difficult to understand, with the cultivation of Kunpeng Patriarch, he is determined to kill Bai Ze, it must be foolproof.

Fuxi's eyes flowed, Hetu Luoshu appeared out of thin air, and fell in front of the ancestor Kunpeng.

"This treasure is temporarily returned to the fellow Taoist. As for the true ownership of this treasure, we will have our own opinions in the future."

A gentleman bullies him with methods, and Fuxi is obviously a gentleman, and he doesn't want to be called a treasure hunter.Therefore, as soon as Patriarch Kunpeng came, he immediately returned the treasure.

Ancestor Kunpeng waved his sleeves and put away his treasures: "Since that's the case, let's let go of Hetu Luoshu for now. Then, what about the other thing?"

Fuxi's body was fixed, his face became solemn, he turned around, and looked at the ancestor Kunpeng with a playful face.

"It's hard to distinguish the truth from the truth of what fellow Taoist said, forgive me for not agreeing easily."

As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Kunpeng's face turned dark, even darker than Mo.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, don't try to deceive the poor Taoist. At the beginning, we clearly agreed to end the cause and effect of Hetu and Luoshu, and stop chasing and killing old man Bai Ze..."

"That's right! But once the ginseng fruit meeting of Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan is held, does Fellow Daoist think that he can still obtain the primordial purple energy?"

Fuxi's words were leisurely, and his eyes were bright, interrupting the ancestor of Kunpeng.

"Ginseng Fruit Club, Wuji Daoist, hehe!"

Kunpeng Patriarch's mood was cloudy and uncertain, and he became worried about gains and losses.What he was most worried about was that Taoist Wuji would come out to snatch the primordial purple energy, then he would have no chance at all.

"Fellow Daoist, go! I can't guarantee who will get the primordial purple energy."

Fuxi swiped a pen with a big brush, lifting the pen to shock the ancestor of Kunpeng.

"Humph!"

Ancestor Kunpeng also knew the truth, snorted coldly, and disappeared into Changle Palace with a gust of evil wind.

Looking at the direction in which the Kunpeng ancestor left, Fuxi showed caution for the first time, and he didn't know what he thought of.

The ancestor Kunpeng left the Changle Palace, jumped into the void without leaving a trace, and entered a mysterious time and space.

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, how is the talk going?"

A sharp voice sounded at the right time, and those who listened shuddered.

Accompanied by this voice, a blood-stained Taoist appeared, killing and shaking the world, it was horrifying.

Ancestor Ming He!

No one expected that these two people would collude again.

"As fellow daoists expected, the situation is not optimistic!" Ancestor Kunpeng showed a rare sincere smile.

"It doesn't matter, Daoist Zhou Tian Xingchen formation, together with the 8000 million blood god sons of the poor, is enough to reproduce the power of the formation. At that time, others can only be helpless."

Patriarch Minghe has a well-thought-out plan, which makes Patriarch Kunpeng feel at ease.

"The King of Thunder and the Patriarch Taiping are not simple characters, so be careful and you can make no big mistakes..."

Another mysterious voice entered this time and space, and it seemed that it was also from the Kunpeng Patriarch.

In Lei Ze, led by King Thunder, Patriarch Taiping, Lord Bixia Yuanjun, Moon God Wangshu and others are working together to refine a formation map.

Thunder King said: "This battle is very important. With the strength of us, if we are scattered, we cannot compete with the ancestors of Minghe."

"That's right! Everyone has seen the power of the Zhoutian Xingchen formation, and we are indeed no match."

Bixia Yuanjun looked dignified, and kept pouring mana into the formation.

They seem to have more advantages due to their large numbers, but in the face of absolute strength, the number does not play a very obvious role.

"It doesn't matter! Emperor Jun is dead, Taiping will be established, and the year is Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous. The poor have already done their calculations. If we strike at Jiazi, we have a [-]% chance of winning."

Patriarch Taiping shook his beard, his face was full of confidence, it seemed that he was holding a pearl of wisdom, knowing everything in his heart.

"The sky has its own way, Huang Tian is invincible!"

A Taiping talisman flew out from Taiping Patriarch's eyebrows and landed on the formation, greatly enhancing the vitality of the formation.

"It's really mysterious! Relying on the gods and thunders of the heavens, tearing apart the void of all realms, even the Zhoutian star array can't keep us!"

Wang Shumei's eyes were shining brightly, and he stared at the array in front of him with a smile, as if staring at a peerless beauty.

"hey-hey!"

Dharma King Thunder waved two thunder dragons, showing a knowing smile.

Thunder and lightning are the fastest things in the universe. Taking advantage of this feature, they don't need to fight head-on with Zhou Tianxing.After grabbing the primordial purple energy and leaving, the ancestor Kunpeng could only follow behind and eat ashes.

The quasi-sages were staring at Primordial Purple Qi, and the saints were also staring at the quasi-sages.

For the ancestor of Taoism, it is not a good thing to have too many Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and it is not a good thing for a saint to have too many quasi-sages.

If a saint wants to preach and absorb the prehistoric luck, he must first suppress these super quasi-saints.Because it is impossible for the vast majority of living beings to be holy, there is no difference between a quasi-saint and a saint to them.

In the Palace of Eight Views, the Sanqing gathered together, and Master Xuandu, Daoist Duobao, and Guangchengzi were also listening to the training.

"Brother, what do you think?"

The leader of Tongtian was impatient and asked.He has the most disciples, good and bad, and it is easy to provoke those old monsters. With more than 1 disciples, he can't put down his saintly figure every time.

Taiqing Daode Tianzun didn't speak, stroked his beard, and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled inscrutably, and said: "This matter is related to the rise of my Taoist sect, and should not be underestimated. Once these quasi-sages continue to be promoted, they may become a disaster for Taoist sect, and even threaten the stability of the prehistoric world. We wait As a sage, he must share his worries for the teacher and act for the heavens."

"Ok!"

Taiqing Daode Tianzun nodded, very satisfied with Yuanshi Tianzun's answer.

(End of this chapter)