Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

Time passed slowly, and rumbling sounds came from the towering pillars of heaven, causing the world to shake.

And the already majestic Buzhou Mountain, at this moment, seemed to connect the sky and the earth, standing in the east without seeing the west, standing in the south without seeing the north.

A vast and boundless breath was spread out, covering the entire prehistoric world.

Whether it was the powerful innate sacred or those weak creatures, almost everyone could clearly feel the changes in the world.

Countless creatures gathered, they looked up at the pillars of heaven, their expressions were pious and fanatical.

The foot of Buzhou Mountain was very lively. At this moment, on Mount Xumi far away in the Western world, a group of Western disciples looked nervously in the northeast.

Mount Xumi, as the main vein of the Western earth, was still shining with golden light, and its sacredness revealed great power. However, in the northeast, black fog rose and rolled, completely covering that area.

The black fog rolled towards Mount Xumi from time to time, accompanied by a low roar.

Looking closely, you can see that there are huge figures flashing in it, and there are quite a few of them.

"Master has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come back yet?" Maitreya looked at the black fog that was rolling and surging again and again, with a worried look on his face.

Xukongzang and the others beside him didn't speak, their faces were also full of anxiety.

Not only was he afraid of the black fog in front of him, but he was also worried about his senior brother Dashizhi.

Decades ago, black fog rose in the northeast for some reason, and strange creatures emerged. At first, they didn't care, just thinking it was the trick of the Netherworld.

Minghe is a saint, not someone they can provoke, so they just hide in the mountains and meditate.

But as time passed, everyone obviously found something different.

The black fog was not the trick of Minghe, and the creatures that emerged in it were not the Asura clan.

And in just a few decades, the black fog spread throughout the northeast and was already wrapping around Mount Xumi.

It has been a long time since Master came back, and the black fog is so strange, so Senior Brother Dashizhi went to investigate, but after several months, there was no news at all.

Ksitigarbha, who was standing by, retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice: "If Senior Brother Dashizhi is in trouble, we are afraid that we will be punished by our master, so we should go to investigate together."

Although the spiritual energy in the West has recovered a lot in recent years, there are still only a few of them as core disciples of the Western Sect.

The relationship between the brothers is harmonious, and Ksitigarbha is still very worried about them.

Xukongzang and Maitreya looked at each other and nodded slightly.

They are disciples of saints anyway. Except for a few particularly powerful beings in the world, they don't have much scruples, and this is still under Mount Xumi.

How can the saint's temple allow some villains to make trouble here.

The solemn-looking people no longer hesitated, strode out, and wanted to rush into the rolling black fog.

Who knew that as soon as the group stepped out, they heard a sound from the distant, and the surging black fog was rapidly shrinking, retreating like a tide, and quickly escaping to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the black fog around Mount Xumi completely retreated, leaving only the dark brown earth.

Before Maitreya could be shocked, he looked into the distance with surprise.

There was a figure sitting quietly on the ground, surrounded by Buddha light and black air, it was his senior brother Dashizhi.

"It's Senior Brother Dashizhi!"

There was a cry from the side, and Ksitigarbha had already taken the lead to fly out.

Following closely, Maitreya and others also flew past and landed in front of Dashizhi in an instant.

Although the black fog retreated strangely, Dashizhi was right in front of them, so how could they dare to hesitate.

The few people who fell from the air, before they could check Dashizhi's situation, immediately looked up at the sky one by one.

The bright golden light shone, and two figures strode in the sky. The familiar breath was their master - the two saints of the West.

The two masters who had been away for so long are finally back now.

At this moment, they also understood in their hearts that the black fog retreated in a panic because of the return of the master.

Just as they were in a daze, Jie Yin and Zhunti landed in front of them.

"Hello, Master, and Uncle Master (Master)!"

Ksitigarbha and his companions hurriedly saluted respectfully, with visible joy and excitement on their faces.

The strange appearance of the black fog at the foot of the mountain, and the unknown reason for Dashizhi, now that the master has returned, they are overjoyed.

Moreover, the world is not the same as before, and there are Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian emerging from time to time. Although the disciples of the saints are glorious, their status is not as good as imagined.

Jie Yin and Zhunti, who fell from the air, nodded slightly and looked at Dashizhi who was sitting in meditation not far away.

They just took a look, and neither of them spoke, but there was a golden light on their bodies, covering the few people.

Before they came to their senses, Maitreya and others had returned to Mount Xumi.

Dashizhi, who was sitting in meditation, also woke up and saluted Jie Yin and Zhunti respectfully.

At this moment, Ksitigarbha and his companions knew in their hearts that the retreat of the black fog must be due to the relationship between the two masters.

But the black fog obviously had bad intentions, why didn't the master investigate further?

Although everyone was puzzled, no one in the field asked.

Both masters were saints of the Heavenly Dao, and they must have known the origin of the black fog.

The master did not say anything, but he had made some arrangements, and the whole hall suddenly became quiet.

Zhunti, who was sitting at the top, retracted his gaze and said to Jie Yin beside him in a deep voice: "Brother, this demon clan has really revived, and we are just going to ignore it?"

The demon clan is not scary, the trouble is the demon ancestor behind.

Earlier, the revived veins in the Western world were accompanied by demonic energy, so they guessed that the matter might be related to the demon ancestor.

Now the other party is heading straight for Mount Xumi again. If they hadn't arrived in time, the temple might have been lost.

They benefited a lot from their trip to the Chaos Zixiao Palace, and it was a good opportunity to try out the methods of the Demon Ancestor.

Besides, Zhunti was still very eager for the earth veins that roamed the Western world.

At present, it was impossible to find them directly, but the earth veins of the Western world could be found through the demons.

Once the earth veins were captured, it would only be a matter of time for the Western religion to grow stronger, which could be said to kill two birds with one stone.

But just now, his senior brother stopped his plan, which puzzled Jie Yin.

Jie Yin narrowed his eyes slightly and responded softly: "Master said that there will be a catastrophe in the world, so we should not mess around, and..."

As Jie Yin spoke, his eyes looked at the towering pillars in the sky.

It didn't take long to go to the Chaos Zixiao Palace, but after returning, Zhunti clearly felt the changes in the world.

Not only the prehistoric land, but also the billions of stars above his head, all became more vast.

The source of the change must have come from Mount Buzhou, which means that the one on the mountain has broken through again.

The Demon Ancestor faded many Yuanhui in the prehistoric world, and now they have the help of the master, and what they really need to worry about is still Tianyuan.

The most critical point is that although the Western earth veins have revived, they are still far inferior to the Eastern land.

If Luohou is born, he will definitely set his sights on Mount Buzhou and the Eastern land.

In the current situation of heaven and earth, there is no need to conflict with Luohou for the time being.

After all, no matter how Luohou controls the earth veins, it cannot change the fact that Mount Xumi is the ancestral vein of the Western world.     Guarding Mount Xumi is the only thing they have to do now.

As long as Mount Xumi is there, their Western religion is there, and the Western world still belongs to them.

There is another more critical point. In addition to the Demon Ancestor, the Western land also has the underground blood sea Styx.

Once a dispute occurs, the Styx may intervene again, and then it may lead to the person in the underworld.

Although the Western world has gradually improved, it can definitely not withstand the fight of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The current situation in the prehistoric world should focus on improving the realm in order to wait for the great catastrophe of heaven and earth that the master has mentioned.

Following Jie Yin's gaze, Zhunti saw the towering Buzhou Mountain, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.

Zhunti suppressed his anger and retracted his gaze, and replied softly: "Brother, what you said is very true!"

During this period, the two of them suffered setbacks one after another, and there were constantly creatures in the prehistoric world proving the way to the primordial world. The creatures of heaven and earth may have forgotten the two saints of the West.

Now that the master has preached, he is too eager to make a move and show the power of the saints in the past.

Jie Yin nodded slightly and said nothing more, looking at the people in the hall with a gentle look.

The growth of the Western Church cannot rely on the two of them alone, and the strength of the disciples in the church cannot be poor.

The reaction of the Taoist ancestors to them during this trip to Zixiao Palace far exceeded the expectations of the two.

They reaped a rich harvest and also brought a lot of luck to many disciples.

Suddenly, Zhunti, who was sitting quietly beside him, gently waved his sleeves, and lotus flowers bloomed, spinning and flying towards the people in the hall, and disappeared into the foreheads of the people below.

Maitreya and others, who were originally suspicious, all narrowed their eyes, and instantly looked ecstatic.

Excited, they all fell to the ground and congratulated loudly: "Thank you, Master, for your merit!"

The white lotus floated in their minds, still spinning, and pure laws were sprinkled down from the lotus platform.

Laws are the key to the way of Hunyuan. Such rich laws are definitely a great fortune.

The master left for so long, it turned out that he was looking for opportunities for them.

Listening to the excited and excited words of several people, Zhunti's expression did not change, and he said solemnly: "The shackles of heaven and earth have been broken, you should practice diligently to prove Hunyuan!"

Zhunti had to admit in his heart that the way of Hunyuan was indeed the most correct way in the prehistoric world.

The few people who stood up heard the words, and their hearts were even warmer.

Most of them are still Taiyi Jinxian at the moment, and the master actually said that they will also have a day to achieve the Hunyuan Dao, how can they not be happy.

"I will obey the master's orders and will not let the master down!" The trembling voice echoed in the hall.

Although they did not know what the shackles of heaven and earth were, they all understood that as long as they practiced hard, they would have the opportunity to become Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, which was equivalent to a saint.

Jieyin and Zhunti did not speak again, and closed their eyes and sat quietly on the lotus platform to start practicing.

Tianyuan's power is like the Buzhou Mountain that towers over the prehistoric land, weighing heavily on their heads.

During this trip to Zixiao Palace, both of them knew very well that their disputes had long been unavoidable.

Whether it was to deal with Tianyuan or the upcoming catastrophe, Taoism was the root of everything.

Seeing this, everyone in the hall did not dare to hesitate, and also sat on the ground and concentrated on practicing.

Immediately, the whole hall became quiet, with only the faint sound of the innate spiritual energy and the flow of laws.

In the Blood River Hall deep in the Netherworld Blood Sea, Minghe sat alone on a stone chair, trembling all over.

Dazzling purple light burst out from his body, illuminating the entire hall with a purple glow.

With a suppressed roar, the blood sea surged immediately, and endless blood evil spirits surged. In an instant, the many purple lights gathered and turned into a dazzling air strip, which was the Hongmeng purple air.

Hongmeng purple air fled rapidly in Minghe's body, breaking through layers of condensed blood evil.

But no matter how it flew, it was still slowly forced to the surface of the body by Minghe.

Under the protruding skin, the shape of Hongmeng purple air was gradually deepening.

Finally, with a sound of "pop", the whole Hongmeng purple air escaped from the body.

But before Minghe was happy, the blood-colored body intertwined with purple light trembled slightly.

The primordial purple qi that had been stripped off suddenly drilled back in an instant, and turned into countless law fragments in a blink of an eye, disappearing in his body.

Minghe suddenly opened his eyes and roared continuously: "Damn it! Damn it! Damn guy!"

After completing his soul with the help of Tianyuan, he returned to the blood sea without stopping and began to strip the primordial purple qi in his body.

This was the third time he had stripped the primordial purple qi, but he failed at the last moment.

Just now, he finally found the problem. The soul is the wisp of soul that was once entrusted to the way of heaven.

Every time he was about to succeed, that wisp of soul inexplicably throbbed, causing him to fail.

After a series of changes in Honghuang and the conversation with Tianyuan, he already knew the harm of the primordial purple qi.

But it was obvious that the one in Zixiao Palace did not want him to cut off this cause and effect so easily.

Minghe took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

After discovering the source of the problem, Minghe knew that if he wanted to successfully strip off the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he had to solve the problem of that wisp of Yuanshen.

Because it was entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, it was probably contaminated with other auras.

Minghe returned to the stone seat, looked deeply in the direction of the Chaos Purple Sky Palace, and began to sense the wisp of Yuanshen.

The Yuanshen sank into it, and just like at the beginning, he did not find anything.

This feeling made Minghe feel an inexplicable worry in his heart.

The cause and effect of becoming a saint is too great, and it may not be so easy to resolve.

"Hey! I can only give it a try!" With a sigh, Minghe felt helpless.

If he hadn't seen Jie Yin and others become saints, he would not have been anxious in his heart, and he would not have rashly refined the Hongmeng Purple Qi that suddenly appeared.

But Minghe also knew in his heart that even if he went back to the beginning and made another choice, he would still refine the Hongmeng Purple Qi without hesitation and achieve the status of a saint.

After all, at that time, who knew how powerful the Hunyuan Dao was, and how weak the merits of becoming a saint were?

If there were other ways to go, how could he be so careless?

Looking at the direction of the Chaos Zixiao Palace again, Minghe put away his distracting thoughts and began to carefully examine the wisp of Yuanshen.

The blood sea returned to calm, and in the surging blood waves, the rich blood evil energy gathered towards the Blood River Hall.

The blood sea is the dirtiest place in the world, which can purify all things in the world, and the Yuanshen is no exception.

If there are things left on the recovered Yuanshen, it is naturally safest to use the power of the blood sea to drive it away.

Not only because he was born in the blood sea, but more importantly, Houtu has mastered the will of the blood sea.

Houtu is in charge of the underworld and is the master of the underworld, and her Taoism is even higher than his.

Given the relationship between Tianyuan and Hongjun, if Houtu finds out, she will definitely help him with all her strength.

This is the safest way at the moment! (End of this chapter)