Honghuang: Jiejiao Winged Immortal, I am the Emperor of Fengdu

A hundred years passed in a flash.

On this day, Qingyu opened his eyes and looked into the void. In the dark, he seemed to see the destination of the Yin and Yang.

"It's time to leave."Qingyu sighed and stood up slowly. He had been in the Wind Tribe for nearly ten thousand years and got what he wanted.

In the next period of time, he wanted to continue walking in the wilderness, observe the changes of the sun, moon and stars, and feel the various forms of the creatures in the wilderness.

After getting up, Qingyu did not leave directly, but came to the inside of the Wind Tribe.

Before leaving, he wanted to preach to the Wind Tribe one last time to preserve his fate with the Wind Tribe.

In the tribe, when they heard that Master Qingyu was about to preach, people immediately gathered from all directions, and everyone gathered together.

However, they did not disrupt the order, but chose a place to discuss. Sit down on your knees, and wait for Master Qingyu on the high platform to preach.

The preaching time is not long, and it mainly talks about some methods of practicing the"Martial Classic".

Those who come to listen include the innate human race, and those who reproduce after birth. Some of them have already pushed the martial classic to perfection and reached the state of practicing the acupoints. Some are still just lingering in the bone training stage, and so on.

In the final analysis, martial arts practice still values resources and understanding, not root bone talent. After all, not everyone is like the three ancestors and the leaders of each tribe, with abundant resources. The lower-class people are always a step behind.

This sermon It didn't last long. After only half a year, Qingyu stopped preaching.

Then, he stood up and prepared to leave to pursue his own way.

However, just as he was about to leave, a young man came out.

He knelt in front of Qingyu, hoping that Qingyu would accept him as a disciple and teach him his way of the universe.

This scene surprised many people in the Feng tribe, even Qingyu was a little surprised. After all, over the past thousands of years, there have been many people who have asked questions, but there have been very few who have sought to become disciples.

The reason for this is not that the people of the Feng tribe do not want to become disciples, but that they do not have the courage to become disciples when facing Qingyu..

Qingyu looked at the young man in front of him, was silent for a long while, and finally agreed to accept him as a disciple.

Not for anything else, just for that kind of courage.

However, Taoism is not passed on easily, so he also customized a series of tests and told the young man.

Qingyu's test is very simple. Taking the"Martial Classic" as an example, he gave the young man ten years to practice.

In the end, the young man spent decades passing the test and became Qingyu's registered disciple.

During this test, Qingyu also learned the boy's name.

The boy's name is Taihao. He is the offspring of Qi and Yu, two of the three thousand innate human races. As for Qi and Yu themselves, they had already been killed by ferocious beasts.

"Although you are my disciple, I am going to travel far away now and I am afraid that I can't take care of you. Therefore, you should practice in the tribe for the time being, and I will take you to my temple next time I come."

"I hope you practice well, and don't let me down next time you come." Qingyu taught the young Taihao.

Taihao knelt on the ground and bowed his head respectfully."Thank you, Master. I will remember it."

Qingyu nodded slightly, and then taught a series of Taoist methods and left first.....

After leaving the Feng Tribe, Qingyu went to the central part of the prehistoric world. His goal was Mount Buzhou.

Over the past ten thousand years, he had witnessed the majesty of Mount Buzhou in the Feng Tribe, and now he wanted to see it up close.

However, Mount Buzhou is located in the center of the prehistoric world, too far away from the coast of the East China Sea, so the time it would take would be unimaginable.

Moving forward, Qingyu's speed was more than ten times faster than before because he had broken through the realm of Taiyi Jinxian.

Therefore, with the blessing of his rapid speed, the distance between him and Mount Buzhou was rapidly closing.

On this day, Qingyu was flying in the sky, heading towards Mount Buzhou.

However, at this moment, the scene in the sky and on the ground suddenly changed, and the pillar of Mount Buzhou in the distance in the sky suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on?" Qingyu frowned slightly.

However, he did not panic, but analyzed calmly.

Buzhou Mountain is the pillar of heaven, so there can be no problem. So, the problem must be himself.

Without hesitation, Qingyu first spread his spiritual consciousness all over the world, and then opened his innate Yin-Yang eyes to see through the ten directions of heaven and earth.

Soon, he found something unusual. He seemed to have entered a secret realm, which was attached to the prehistoric world, but independent of it.

Just as he was about to investigate carefully, a sigh suddenly came from the sky.

""Alas~"

This sigh was very old and heavy.

Qingyu looked up and saw the shadow of an old man appearing in the sky.

The upper body of this old man covered the entire sky, as if he came from the ancient times. The breath of time surrounded his body, as if he came from the beginning of the world.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Qingyu's eyes showed a solemn look.

"I am Qingyu, a junior, and I am a disciple of Jiejiao. I am honored to meet you here."

Qingyu bowed respectfully to the old man and took the lead in reporting his background.

It was not his fault that he was timid. It was really because the old man in front of him was too shocked and took him into the secret realm without him being prepared.

This kind of strength was probably not something he could contend with. He hoped that the other party would be afraid of Tongtian Jiaozhu because of his reputation.