In the Flood and Famine, My Work Together Will Not Hit Zhoushan

"Go!" Gong Gong greeted Xuan Ming and flew towards Buzhou Mountain.

"?" Xuan Ming raised a question mark, but still kept up with Gonggong.

Under the terrifying power of Pangu, it was good to be able to stand, but it was too difficult to fly, but Gonggong and Xuanming could.

However, the speed is not too fast.

"At this speed, it will take several months to arrive at the construction site." Gong Gong thought to himself.

However, Zhoushan is too big and too high, and Gonggong and Xuanming are not fast enough.

……

A few months later, Gonggong and Xuanming arrived somewhere in Buzhou Mountain.

The wall in front of him stood a thousand meters, bare, but there was a seal left by Pangu.

Even if the Primordial Saint was here, he could not find the seal left by Pan Gu.

But to open the seal, but also difficult.

But it's easy to have the Nine Forms of Kaitian.

I saw that the nine Chaos Talismans in Gonggong's shadow clone activated.

As the seal was released, a cloud of chaotic divine light dazzled, making Gonggong and Xuanming unable to open their eyes.

When the divine light disappeared, the Gonggong two opened their eyes and saw a divine tree that was over a million feet tall.

"This is?" Xuan Ming's eyes widened.

Gonggong also stared blankly at Jianmu in front of him.

Its leaves are like Luo, in fact, it is like Luan, and its wood is like Bei.

Standing under the building wood, there is no sound, and there is no shadow when the sun shines.

"The best innate spiritual roots build wood." Gong Gong used the power of the law to communicate with Xuan Ming.

"This is Jianmu?" Xuan Ming also knew about Jianmu, but it was the first time he saw it.

The twelve ancestral witches all have some information left by Pangu, about the origin of the prehistoric world, innate spiritual roots, innate spiritual treasures, Hunyuan saints, etc.

In the past, the Twelve Ancestors were all looking for the building wood, but they could not find it. They never thought that they would be sealed in this Buzhou Mountain by Pangu.

"Jianmu can stabilize Buzhou Mountain, and can also replace Buzhou Mountain to support the world, and the fruit of Jianmu helps to understand the law." Gonggong said to Xuanming.

The fruit that can help you understand the law is really abnormal, but it is not surprising that the best innate spiritual root grows.

"This Jianmu was left to us by God the Father." Xuan Ming also had mixed feelings.

Before Pangu's fall, he could still make arrangements for the Wu clan, and it is worthy of the Wu clan's respect for him as a godfather.

Although both Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestors were from Pangu, they were not the reincarnations of Pangu, nor were they father-child relationship. However, the Twelve Ancestors were willing to honor Pangu as their father and god, while Sanqing did not.

Jianmu has been born, producing a huge vision.

The purple qi was in the sky, the auspicious clouds were auspicious, and the innate spiritual qi was transformed into a dragon and a phoenix, and they sang in the air.

There must be many masters who know that Buzhoushan has the best innate spiritual roots.

Gonggong's shadow avatar entered the interior of Jianmu, looking for the origin of Jianmu.

As long as you master the origin of building wood, this top-quality innate spiritual root is also a common work.

And Xuan Ming was not idle, but was busy picking the fruits on the building wood.

Jianmu blooms every [-] years, bears fruit every [-] years, and then ripens in another [-] years, and only produces nine fruits in [-] years.

Now, there are thousands of fruits on the building wood, and it is conceivable how many years it has been used.

With so many fruits, the twelve ancestors are divided equally, and each person's law will be much stronger, and there may even be a second law.

Many of the great powers who were planning to rush to the Zixiao Palace, found that Buzhou Mountain had the best innate spiritual roots born, and they all came.

……

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, there is a cloud of gray, endless chaotic energy, and extremely tyrannical, even if the ancestors such as Gonggong come here, they can't survive for too long.

And in the chaos, a quaint little Taoist temple.

This Taoist temple is made of a kind of purple jade, with a mysterious and mysterious Taoism.

The three innate characters of Zixiao Palace are above the gate of Taoist Temple.

From the outside, Zixiao Palace is very small, but inside it is a world.

The projections of various laws are staggered in the Zixiao Palace, which looks bizarre.

And somewhere in Zixiao Palace, on a purple futon, Taoist Hongjun was comprehending the avenue.

I saw that Hongjun's beard and hair were all white, but his face was like a crown of jade, he was wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a purple Qingyun on his head, and Hongmeng Qi was holding a broken jade plate.

The breath of good fortune lingers on the broken jade plate.

This jade plate is a jade plate of good fortune, which contains three thousand laws and Hongmeng purple energy.

Three thousand is an imaginary number, that is, it is inexhaustible, so the complete jade plate of good fortune contains countless laws.

Hongmeng Purple Qi is the foundation of the Great Dao. There are only fifty of them. Pangu has eleven, and he used one. The remaining ten are placed in the jade plate of good fortune.

Numbers begin at one, stand at three, complete at five, flourish at seven, reach at nine, and twelve are perfect.

With only one ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi, Pangu was complete.

Affected by the opening of the sky by Pangu, the jade plate of good fortune was broken. Hongjun found most of the fragments, but only pieced together most of them.

Although it is incomplete, there are also eight primordial purple qi and nearly one hundred thousand laws.

"Jianmu really is in Buzhou Mountain. Pangu arranged it like this, but what kind of calculation?" Hongjun opened his eyes, and the operation of the Tao of Heaven appeared.

……

"call!"

Gong Gong breathed a sigh of relief.

The origin of Jianmu has been grasped by Gonggong's shadow clone.

And Xuan Ming also collected thousands of fruits on Jianmu.

At this time, there were many creatures nearby, but their cultivation bases were not high. Under the awe of Gonggong and Xuanming, they all watched eagerly, but none of them dared to make a mistake.

Having mastered the origin of Jianmu, Gonggong will also control Jianmu to stabilize Buzhou Mountain.

At the same time, the power of Pangu that enveloped the entire Buzhou Mountain began to disappear.

The will of Pangu left between heaven and earth has disappeared!

The twenty-third chapter ascends to the sky, the weak water floods

　　As Buzhou Mountain stabilized, the heaven and earth were no longer turbulent.

Next, a huge group of merits fell from the sky, half of which fell on Jianmu and half on Gonggong.

Although it is only half of the merit, it is dozens of times what Gong Gong has earned in repairing the leylines in the Western Continent.

The merits that fell on Jianmu were instantly absorbed.

I saw that Jianmu suddenly grew a lot again.

Gonggong can clearly feel that the origin of Jianmu has been enhanced by about one-seventh.

With the growth of the building wood, the fruit that grows is also better.

There are more than a dozen great powers watching nearby, and there are many creatures farther away.

"Hand over the fruit of this innate spiritual root."

"If you don't want to die, hand over the source of this innate spiritual root."

The innate spiritual root is touching, and it is still the best innate spiritual root. There are already two great powers who can't hold it back.

A middle-aged man in a linen-colored rattan robe, and an old man in a black Taoist robe, both possess powerful mana fluctuations.

"You want to die?" Before Gonggong could speak, Xuan Ming's eyes were already cold, and he wanted to kill these two great masters.

The value of a top-quality innate spiritual root is something that the Wu clan cannot give up, not to mention that it was left to the Wu clan by Pangu. If anyone dares to covet, Xuan Ming will not be soft-hearted.

Xuan Ming's icy gaze froze the void, and two bone arrows shot out.

With the same cultivation, there are not many innate spirits in Honghuang that can match the ancestors.

Although these two great powers are both innate souls and their roots are not bad, they are not as good as Ancestral Witch, and their cultivation is similar to Xuan Ming.

If Xuan Ming dealt with these two great powers alone, it would be a little troublesome, but with the co-workers, there would be no pressure at all.

The two great powers each sacrificed an acquired spiritual treasure. Although they blocked Xuan Ming's arrow, the magic treasure was damaged, which made them feel very distressed.

"Since you want to build wood, then I will fulfill you." Gonggong sneered.

Next, the leaves of Jianmu were woven into a net, and the branches turned into tentacles, trapping the two great powers.

The roots of Jianmu are deeply rooted in Buzhou Mountain and are connected to the origin of Buzhou Mountain.

As long as Zhoushan is not there, Jianmu cannot be destroyed, just like the innate laurel tree that grows on the Taiyin star.

Resisting Xuan Ming's attack made it a little difficult for these two great powers, and dealing with Jianmu was at stake.

After fighting for a while, the two great powers both blew up an Houtian Lingbao, blasted out a way to survive, and fled separately, but before they left Buzhou Mountain, there were two Xuanming Bone Arrows.

Gong Gong held a broken jade hook and chased after him.

Soon, Gonggong killed one, and the other exploded in despair, but Gonggong was not injured.

……

More than a thousand feet of building trees grow in Buzhou Mountain, and the rhizomes are connected to the source of Buzhou Mountain.

After killing the two powerless masters, Gonggong and Xuan Ming also left.

At this time, many creatures approached Jianmu boldly.

Although there is no fruit on the building wood, it is a top-quality congenital spiritual treasure after all, and it is a rare refining material in itself.

A creature wants to break a branch of Jianmu to refine a magic weapon.

"Crack!"