Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

Nuwa smiled and said, "Today's fellow Taoists are much more relaxed than in the past. It's really a blessing."

"Your Majesty's eyes are like torches."

Nu Wa shook her head, "In the past, you used to pay homage to saints, and you didn't want to be commensurate with my fellow Taoists. Now that you have become a saint, why are you still like this?"

"Get used to it. And I'm not a saint now."

Nu Wa said a little speechlessly: "Although I was retreating and meditating before, my fellow Taoist has been sanctified twice, and the holy place is filled with prehistoric places, I can still feel it."

Liu Bai smiled and said, "Isn't this falling into the holy realm again?"

Nu Wa looked at him dissatisfied and said: "I already understand what Zhun mentioned, you don't need to keep it from me, Fellow Daoist."

"Oh?"

Liu Bai raised his eyebrows, and didn't pay too much attention to the dissatisfaction in Nuwa's eyes, but asked, "Zhunti told you?"

Nuwa seemed to remember something funny, and smiled again, "A few days ago, the teacher called me to Zixiao Palace. When I arrived, I must have mentioned that he was crying to the teacher in front of the saints. Don't even want the face of a saint..."

Liu Bai frowned slightly, looked at Nvwa and said, "So, you came to see me because Dao Patriarch meant it?"

Nuwa nodded and said with a smile: "The teacher asked me to invite fellow Taoists to Zixiao Palace."

"What's the matter?"

"Two things. The first thing is to resolve the gap between you and Zhun Ti; the second thing is to invite you to discuss the matter of Rahu."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

There is chaos beyond heaven and earth, confused and boundless.

Beyond the prehistoric sky, there is a vast expanse of white chaos.

Everyone in the world says that chaos is endless and will never end.

Even the saints are convinced of this.

However, the appearance of Luo Hu broke their cognition.

Chaos has boundaries, but it is far more vast than the prehistoric world, and has no direction.

Because in the chaos, only the passage of time can be felt, but the concept of space is blurred.

Because there is no reference object, there is no distinction between directions, up and down, left and right.

Daluo Jinxian, who has blossomed the flower of the avenue, can shuttle freely in the chaos, but it is easy to get lost in the chaos.

Although Liu Bai would not be lost in the chaos, it was more difficult for him to find the Zixiao Palace in the chaos than finding a needle in a haystack.

But this time when he was invited to Zixiao Palace, it was Nuwa who led the way.

The Zixiao Palace is hidden in the chaos and has no fixed location, but as the registered disciples of Taoist ancestor Hongjun, the six meritorious saints all imprinted their marks in the Zixiao Palace.

This kind of method is naturally not worth mentioning, even those who have not ascended the immortal way can do it, but how many people in this world can brand their mark on Zixiao Palace?

Under the guidance of Nu Wa, Liu Bai walks through the chaos, and there is only white chaos in front of him.

He couldn't help but think of the outer space of the universe in the memory of his previous life, the scene of tens of billions of light years filled with loneliness and emptiness.

I don't know if the vast chaos in front of me will eventually evolve into such a situation.

"arrive."

After an unknown amount of time, Nuwa's soft reminder brought Liu Bai back to his thoughts.

Liu Bai raised his eyes, and saw a bright and bright front, a simple and elegant Taoist palace ups and downs in the chaos.

Wisps of chaotic air rolled and lingered around the Dao Palace, but there was an invisible barrier preventing them from entering the Dao Palace.

Under the guidance of Nuwa, Liu Bai passed through the invisible barrier and walked into the Taoist palace from the chaos.

Different from the majestic grandeur imagined, this Taoist palace is extremely simple, and it is not considered tall.

Many great masters who have achieved success in practice will choose heavenly materials and earthly treasures when building their own Taoist palaces, refine them carefully, or engrave many formations to make them become spiritual treasures or grand formations.

Just like Kunpeng Patriarch's Demon Master's Palace, it is a top-grade Houtian Lingbao that integrates offense and defense.

If a sage helped him to rebel against his innate nature, this spiritual treasure could reach another level, reaching a level comparable to that of the Seven Treasure Tree and the Blessing God's Pestle.

But these are meaningless to Daozu Hongjun.

No matter how strong the Xiantian Lingbao, or even the Xiantian Supreme Treasure, it is not enough to face the mighty power of the prehistoric world.

Liu Bai has already reached the height of a sage in the Dao of Heaven, and he has a deep understanding of this.

At this time, he and Nuwa walked through the gate with the plaque of "Zixiao Palace" hanging above it, and walked into a large and empty hall.

There is a futon on the head seat, which is the position of Daozu Hongjun, but he has not yet appeared at this time.

There are six futons below, three on each side.

At this moment, five saints are seated on the six futons below.

On the left are the three saints Taiqing, Yuqing and Shangqing, while on the right are Jieyin and Zhunti.

At the top of the guide, there is still a futon free, which is the position of Nuwa.

"Fellow Daoist Evergreen!"