The Strongest Virtuous Saint in the Great Antiquity

After the voice finished speaking, Song Yun felt that the powerful pressure disappeared in an instant, and he quickly took back the merits of his body. After a closer look, he found that it had already consumed a lot.

After Fuxi calmed down, he said to Song Yun quite guiltily: "Daoist Songyun, how dare you use your merit to help us offset the pressure?"

"Song Yunzi, no matter how much merit you have, you shouldn't use it like this!"

Nuwa was also anxious and blamed Song Yun.

PS: I have something to do today, and I will update three chapters at night

Chapter [-] If you don't leave, you will be late with the strength of your feet

】 Chapter [-] If I don't leave, I will be late with my master's strength. Chapter [-] If I don't leave, I will be late with my master's strength. After listening to the two of them, Song Yun returned. After coming to his senses, he smiled indifferently: "Sister Nuwa also said that it is even more difficult for others to obtain merits, but for me, Song Yunzi, it is not difficult. What's more..."

Song Yun said with a firm expression: "My heart is on the Dao, if I kneel down because of the power of a saint, I am afraid that my Dao heart will be damaged. Therefore, don't take the two of you too seriously, I'm just doing it smoothly. That's all."

These words can be said in front of Fuxi and Nuwa, but Song Yun has to say something else. After all, if the person opposite is unfamiliar, it is easy to offend people.

And Fuxi and Nuwa did not live up to Songyun's trust. The two of them didn't blame Songyun, but they were relieved.

"I just don't know how much merit you lost this time, Song Yunzi?"

Nuwa asked with some concern.

Song Yun laughed and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter how much you lose, sister, believe it or not, I can get double the merit of this consumption when I change hands?"

When Nuwa heard the words, she immediately smiled and said, "I don't believe what other people say, but if you say it, I will believe it."

Fuxi also laughed and said, "Who else in this world can gain more merit than you, fellow Daoist Songyun?"

"Isn't that alright? The two of you should not worry too much about this matter. The sage Hongjun said that he will only give us three thousand years to hurry, so don't delay, and go to Zixiao Palace to hear the sermon."

Seeing that the two of them finally stopped entangled in this matter, Song Yun led the topic to the issue of listening to the sermon.

Fuxi Nuwa nodded after hearing this.

Song Yun looked back and said to Feng Xi, "Xi'er, what are you still doing, go with the master."

Feng Xi looked at Song Yun in surprise and said, "Master, can I go too?"

Song Yun immediately laughed and said, "Why can't you go?"

"Didn't the saint say that only those who are destined can go? Moreover, in that chaos, the wind is fierce, and Xi'er's cultivation is shallow, so I'm afraid it won't work."

Feng Xi obviously felt that she was not destined,

Song Yun waved his hand and said with a nonchalant smile: "If you can go, you will be destined, and if you can't go, you will be unlucky. The order has been figured out. What's more, with the master protecting you, you are still afraid of the chaos. Can't the Gangfeng in the middle?"

Listening to Song Yun's extremely rogue words, Fuxi also shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that he was a modest gentleman, how could he have made a friend like Song Yun.

At the beginning, Fuxi looked at Song Yun's virtuous appearance, and thought that he had a genial, gentle and jade-like personality, and that he would definitely be like himself. Who knew that this guy was approachable, but he was a rogue.

Nuwa also smiled. Over the years, she also discovered that Songyun treated Fengxi really was not an ordinary mount, but rather like a direct disciple. Therefore, Nuwa and Fuxi have been very close to Fengxi over the years.

Feng Xi knew Song Yun's character very well. Seeing him say so, she must have made up her mind to take her there.

This opportunity to listen to the sermons of the saints is rare, and Feng Xi was moved to tears.

Seeing this, Song Yun smiled and said, "Okay, Xi'er, if you don't hurry up, we're really afraid that we won't be able to catch up. You know, the old man's legs are very slow."

Hearing Song Yun's words, Feng Xi suddenly burst out laughing. Fuxi and Nuwa couldn't help laughing. To be honest, they have never seen a Taoist who is slower than Song Yun's feet for so many years. .

Could it be that the speed of Taoists who have attained Taoism is so slow?

"cracking!!"

With a clear cry, Feng Xi recovered herself, her huge body floated in mid-air, her crested head turned around, and she said softly, "Master, please take your seat."

Song Yun did his part to sit up, but Fu Xi and Nu Wa flew up to the sky on their own, and Song Yun did not invite them to come up.

After all, Feng Xi was his mount, not someone else's, so rashly inviting others to sit was an insult to Feng Xi, not to mention Song Yun never looked down on Feng Xi because she was a mount.

"Let's go!"

Following Song Yun's order, Feng Xi fluttered his wings and flew into the chaos. The speed of Fuxi and Nuwa was not weaker than that of Feng Xi, and they followed Song Yun closely.

On the way, Song Yun also saw a lot of Taoists like them flying into the chaos, and he must have heard the message of the ancestor Hongjun.

Everyone was busy on the road, but they didn't have time to make trouble, so everyone was at peace along the way, until they reached the horizon, the entrance to Chaos.

Since Pangu opened up the world, this prehistoric world and chaos have been divided into two realms. The earth, water, wind and fire on the prehistoric side have been fixed, so they are extremely stable.

But it is different in the chaos, the innate four spirits are still fierce, and people who have no cultivation base can't protect themselves in the chaos. In the middle, as soon as I entered, I was wandered by Gangfeng until there were no bones left.

"The place of chaos and danger, it deserves its name..."

Seeing this, Fuxi couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It's okay, no matter how dangerous the place is."

Song Yun didn't care, and then took out the heaven and earth chessboard from the storage belt.

Chapter [-] Grab the Holy Throne in the Zixiao Palace, and the Wheel of History Has Been Split (Part [-])

】 Chapter [-] The Holy Throne in the Zixiao Palace, Since then the Wheel of History Has Been Split (Part [-]) A fork (top) . Let’s just say, Song Yun threw the heaven and earth chessboard, the chess and cards instantly became bigger, and then enveloped the three of them.

"Hey!"

Song Yun stretched out his fingers again and gently, pouring the merits of his body into the chessboard of heaven and earth.