Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

"Disciple Chen Jiugong, Yao Shaosi, greet the teacher."

Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi bowed respectfully.

Zhao Gongming looked up at Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi, his eyes slightly bright.

The two of them had a strong aura, almost reaching the limit of Taiyi Jinxian.

Next, there may be an epiphany and then successfully achieve enlightenment.

It is also possible to be trapped for hundreds or thousands of years, but one thing is certain.

If this continues, it is only a matter of time before the three flowers bloom.

"Yes, it seems that achieving the Daluo is just around the corner."

Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi looked at each other, scratched their heads a little embarrassedly, and smiled foolishly.

"It's all thanks to Master's teaching. Otherwise, with our qualifications, we wouldn't be here today."

"If you weren't diligent and hardworking, how could you have achieved your current cultivation?"

After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he paused, took out a golden jade talisman, and said carefully, "Master is going to Primal Chaos. Three months later, your master will set up the Immortal Execution Sword Formation in Tongguan. If I can come back before the formation is set up, everything will be fine. If not, you can take this jade talisman and go to the Thirty-three Heavens, Taisu Heaven, to ask the Holy Mother Nuwa to come out of the mountain."

"Teacher, we understand."

Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi nodded seriously.

When they looked at Zhao Gongming again, there was no one on the futon.

In the vast Primal Chaos, the air of dusk was flowing, and the earth, fire, water and wind were everywhere. Wherever he looked, there was only darkness and coldness.

After Zhao Gongming entered Primal Chaos, he tried to stay away from the Primal Chaos as much as possible and flew deeper into Primal Chaos.

He wanted to suppress the news of his breakthrough as much as possible and try not to have any variables.

In the Eight Scenery Palace in Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing Laozi sat on a futon.

Yuanshi sat next to him. Neither of them spoke, making the atmosphere in the vast Eight Scenery Palace a little dull.

"Brother!"

Yuanshi said, "I came here this time to ask for medicine for my useless disciples."

The only seven golden immortals left in Kunlun had their five qi in their chests eliminated, and three flowers on their heads, and they were reduced to mortals.

There are only three ways to restore them to their original state.

First, use the origin of the saint to rebuild their foundation and Tao fruit.

Second, find the source of chaos Tao, which can also make up for their damaged foundation.

The third is the Nine-turn Nirvana Pill refined by Taiqing.

Of these three methods, the first one consumes the origin of the saint, which is too expensive, so Yuanshi naturally doesn't want to use it.

Besides, he will fight with Tongtian Sect Master in three months. Using this method at this time is no less than cutting himself.

As for the source of chaos Tao, it is only in the chaos and is very rare.

Ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even longer may not be enough to find it.

There are only two or three months left before the war, and Yuanshi has no time to look for it.

So he can only choose the third method, to get the Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill refined by Taiqing Laozi.

The Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill is taken from the Phoenix's rebirth from the fire. After the nine turns, each time the fire is reborn, a part of the foundation can be restored.

After the nine turns, the foundation of Taoism is restored, and the cultivation returns to the peak.

Taiqing nodded, "I also heard about the Tongguan battle. Guangchengzi and his men had their five qi in their chests eliminated and their three flowers on their heads cut off. It was indeed difficult to deal with them."

"That's why I came to my elder brother to ask for the Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill."

Taiqing frowned, "The Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill is extremely difficult to refine. It takes the fortune of the sun and the moon and invades the rotation of heaven and earth. It consumes countless precious materials and can only be refined in ten thousand years. I only have four left."

"Only four."

Yuanshi was immediately in trouble. Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Yuding, Taiyi, Manjusri, Puxian, and Cihang, a total of seven people, how to divide these four pills?

But if he didn't ask for the pill, how could the dignified Kunlun descendant, the Twelve Golden Immortals, be like a useless person?

Yuanshi sighed, "Brother, is there any other way?"

"Besides using your origin to treat him, the only way left is the Chaos Dao Source, but that Chaos Dao Source is extremely precious and I don't have it."

Taiqing shook his head.

"Please give me medicine to save my disciples of the Chan Sect."

Taiqing nodded, waved his hand, and four jade bottles appeared out of thin air and fell into Yuanshi's hands.

After asking for medicine, Yuanshi said, "Brother, Tongtian has become more and more arrogant since the separation of the family that year. He doesn't take anyone seriously. In three months, he will set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation in Tongguan. Such a rebellious act, please help and deal with Tongtian together!"

Yuanshi said the core of this visit, and Taiqing also showed some hesitation on his face.

"Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves, the three religions were originally one family, the Three Pure Ones, with the same roots and origins, have practiced together for billions of years. How come they have reached the point where they want to attack their own brothers?"

"Brother, it's not us who want to attack Tongtian, but Tongtian, who is totally wrong."

Yuanshi took out his trump card and said word by word, "Brother, the way of heaven is fair, and it maintains the operation of all things. This prehistoric world should be jointly ruled by saints like us."

"But the Jiejiao has called itself the Ten Thousand Immortals over the years, and its disciples are all over the prehistoric world. , while supporting the human race, the human race's luck is getting stronger day by day. With the strong combination, wouldn't this prehistoric world become a one-man show for Tongtian? At that time, where will we saints be placed? "

"Besides, the prehistoric luck is originally constant, it will not increase or decrease. The Jiejiao founded by Tongtian is getting stronger day by day, and it has occupied more and more of the heavenly luck. Have you ever thought about our situation? This time, we have no choice but to fight back. "

Taiqing sighed, Yuanshi hit the point.

This calamity, in the final analysis, is a dispute over the orthodoxy, which was only brought out with the help of Haotian's canonization of the gods.

"Do you know that back then in the Zixiao Palace, Taoist Ancestor once said that the Immortal-Execution Sword Formation must be broken by the Four Saints? Tongtian's character is straight-forward and he never beats around the bush. How should we deal with it?"

Among the six saints of the prehistoric times, the one with the most profound Taoism was undoubtedly Taiqing.

But in terms of combat power, it is the leader of Tongtian who holds the ultimate killing treasure.

One-on-one, Taiqing has no confidence that he can defeat Tongtian. Even if Yuanshi is added to the mix, he is still no match.

Yuan Shi affirmed, "Yes, Dao Ancestor did say that the Immortal Killing Sword Formation must be broken by the Four Saints, but we do have four Saints here."

"Four saints?"

Suddenly, Taiqing's pupils shrank, "You mean, unite the two of you from the West."

There is nothing good to say about Sanqing taking matters into his own hands, but it would not sound good if he teamed up with outsiders to deal with his brothers.

Yuan Shi affirmed, "Yes, I have made an agreement with the two Taoist friends from the West. When the time comes, we will take action together and gather the power of the Four Saints to break the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and capture it with ease. When the time comes, we will naturally be able to share what we deserve. interests.”

Yuan Shi's eyes were full of confidence, as if he had seen the Zhuxian Sword Formation being broken, the Jie Jiao completely defeated, and the Chan Jiao flourishing.

Taiqing frowned, "Second brother, if you unite with outsiders to deal with your own brothers, how will the hundreds of millions of monks in the ancient world view us?"

Yuanshi was silent for a while and said, "After the Zhuxian Sword Formation is defeated, the human race will be able to share 40% of the fortune of Jiejiao with the eldest brother."

As soon as these words came out, Taiqing's expression suddenly changed slightly. He didn't expect that Yuan Shi would be so generous in taking action.

"Okay, see you there after March and before Tongguan."

After Yuanshi left Shouyang Mountain, Xuandu walked into the Bajing Palace with a hint of unbearableness on his face.

"Teacher, do you really want to do this?"

Taiqing's face was profound, with a hint of indifference, and he did not answer Xuandu's question.

Xuandu knew that he could not persuade his teacher, so he had no choice but to give up and leave.

Kunlun Mountain, in front of a beautiful valley, all the golden immortals in Kunlun gathered together.