Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

Chapter 231 How many reincarnations, looking for someone (seeking subscription monthly pass)

Outside the prehistoric world, create the power of the heavens, and use it to defend the prehistoric world.

Even in a short period of time, there are very few living beings who transcend the heavens and the earth and prove the Hunyuan, but as long as the power of the heavens becomes ten percent, the power of the Great Desolate World can spread boundlessly.

At that time, even if it is above the Hunyuan combat power, it will not be able to compare with the Mingxin Great Realm.

But it is not easy for the latter to conquer the prehistoric world.

"In a short period of time, if you want to build it into the power of the heavens, even with the help of Nuwa Daoist, it will take a little time.

At this time, it is up to Fellow Daoist Lin to deal with the matter of Mingxin Great Realm. "

In Zixiao Palace, following Nuwa's departure, Hongjun said solemnly.

"This matter, as it should be."

Lin Yi nodded solemnly.

"It's just that the prehistoric world has been at peace for a long time, so it depends on whether Luo Hu can make that step?"

"Even if Luo Hu can't do it, I will let him do it."

Facing Lin Yi's words, Hongjun said in a deep voice.

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Lin Yi frowned, and looked at Hongjun with a little astonishment.

"As fellow daoist you once said, the enemy should do extraordinary things now, and now the power of the six realms of reincarnation in the prehistoric world has been gradually perfected.

As long as the true spirit does not die, even if it is robbed, it can also make a comeback. "

It was just a brief sentence, but Lin Yi could hear a hint of sonorous meaning from Hongjun's words.

"You are in the chaos, what did you find?"

Looking at the peaceful prehistoric world, Ji Dong seemed to see the scene of war burning all over the prehistoric world.

"good."

Hongjun nodded.

In the chaos, where there is something, you can easily find it.

However, chaos is nothingness.

Since there is nothing, then there is everything.

It's just that Hongjun would not say these words to Lin Yi.

After all, in his heart, Ji Dong said that all sentient beings need a kind and good name, so let him do the hard work of opening up the road as always.

"The demon lord Rahu, the catastrophe of the demonic way
Thinking about it, it won't be long before the entire prehistoric world will be baptized by a catastrophe.

I don't know, by that time, whether the human race can really step into the forest of ten thousand races as I expected. "

In Wahuangtian, Nuwa sighed in her heart.

Although, the human race she created has infinite possibilities.

However, the ten thousand races in the prehistoric world can flourish again after experiencing the catastrophe of the three races, how can they be so easily surpassed.

It should be noted that the advantages of the human race are not related to other races in the prehistoric world.

"Either live in the face of catastrophe, transcend oneself and achieve extraordinary, or sink into catastrophe, and life is worthless."

Thinking of this, even Nu Wa, who has already transcended the prehistoric world, couldn't help feeling a little sad in her heart.

After all, the human race was originally created by her.

"Sister, what's the matter?"

Sensing Nuwa's emotions, she felt a little depressed, Fuxi asked.

"It's nothing, I'm just wondering whether the human race can really grow in the midst of disasters, which makes me worried.

Although the prehistoric world has been at peace for a long time, my brother still needs to work hard to improve his cultivation. "

Looking at Fuxi's slightly confused face, although she couldn't say much about Mingxin Dajie, Nuwa couldn't help but remind her after all.

"What are you afraid of? It's a failure. It's just a reincarnation."

Fu Xi smiled heartily.

"With the relationship between my younger sister and fellow Taoist Houtu, if you think about it, you can take care of it."

Perhaps, in the eyes of the human race with a very short lifespan, death means the end, but there are six reincarnations.

In Fuxi's view, life and death are just another starting point.

"Have you made up your mind?"

In the sea of ​​blood, looking at the six-winged golden cicada sitting opposite, Zhun Ti frowned.

"It's just a journey into reincarnation."

The Six-Winged Cicada put down the wine glass in his hand, and said with a complicated expression.

"Things shouldn't have gotten to this point."

Zhunti looked at the ripples in the wine glass and shook his head.

A provocation, a discussion, although there is a slight rift between each other, it will not develop to the point at hand after all.

However, at this point, even if Zhunti wanted to persuade him, it was useless.

Perhaps, the moment the Six-winged Golden Cicada came to look for him, it was already the current situation.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa was able to transcend the prehistoric world, but I still can't see through the mind of opening the sky, so I don't like it if it goes on like this.

Since the day I, Jin Chan, was born in the sea of ​​blood, I have traveled all over the world.

Fortunately, Styx took care of him, so I have been able to stand proudly until now, but I, Jin Chan, do not want to be behind him after all. "

As the words fell, the Six-winged Golden Cicada looked at Zhunti and said solemnly.

"You, do you understand?"

Hearing this, Zhunti suddenly fell silent.

clear.

How could he never understand.

In the past, when he and his senior brother were trapped by the demon lord, every time his senior brother used that withered, yellow and emaciated body to protect him from disasters, it would make his heart burn like a raging fire.

In that state of mind, he wished that he would stand in front of his senior brother.

If it's a lifetime, you can only rely on your senior brother to survive, even if your body is cracked, you won't hesitate.

Therefore, at the moment when the Six-winged Golden Cicada decided to invite him to fight, Zhunti couldn't understand what the Six-winged Golden Cicada was thinking.

Although the friendship between himself and Styx made him feel dissatisfied, but he stayed behind Styx, and the Six-winged Cicada could never forget that he had done some shadowy things.

For a while, from Styx's point of view, the Golden Cicada was similar to him.

"They're back, so fellow daoists, don't try to persuade them."

Sensing the change in Zhunti's complexion, the Six-Winged Cicada raised its head to look at the boundless scarlet sky, its complex eyes gradually turned into firmness.

"Let's fight, within the same realm, you and I will fight with all our strength, without complaint or regret."

"They are all friends of the Tao, why should they be like this?"

Almost as soon as the words of the Six-winged Golden Cicada fell, two ripples appeared from mid-air.

Impressively, it was Styx and Taoist Mosquito who returned after listening to Nuwa's sermon in Wahuangtian.

"Are you really going to come to this point? You should know that you have always been my brother Styx."

Looking at the six-winged golden cicada that was slowly emitting golden light from its body, Ming He frowned and said.

"Even with the Xiantian Lingbao, I have never really stepped out of my own world. How many years has it been?"

Facing Styx's eyes, the Six-winged Golden Cicada glanced at Taoist Mosquito who was about to speak, and after reaching out his hand to stop him, said with firm eyes.

"I can't remember how many yuanhuis have passed, and how many thousands of years have passed.

However, I know one thing.

In the past, the Three Great Saints of the Blood Sea cannot be the only one with me, the Six-winged Golden Cicada, and I must not be detached.

This is my choice, I hope you can respect me. "

"But you are no match for Fellow Daoist Zhunti, even at the same level, you are not his match.

How about if you are in samsara and practiced quietly for a while? "

Taoist Mosquito said in a low voice.

"You think so too?"

Looking at Styx who hesitated to speak, the Six-winged Golden Cicada said in a deep voice.

But just as his words fell, he saw a jug thrown from Styx's hand and fell into his palm.

"Let's fight. If you can't fight today, you can fight tomorrow. If you can't fight tomorrow, you can fight the day after tomorrow. It doesn't matter if you lose your mind.

As you said, there are six reincarnations anyway.

But you must remember, the three saints in the sea of ​​blood, not only the second saint, I and the old mosquito are waiting for your true spirit to come back. "

Looking at the firm gaze of the Six-winged Cicada, even though Minghe felt bitter in his heart, there was still a smile on his face.

If he had a choice, he would definitely not say this.

Just a pity.
"All these years of Gou Dao have been cultivated on pigs."

Sensing the determination of the six-winged golden cicada, Taoist Mosquito beside him cursed in frustration.

"Don't ask me what a pig is, it's a stupid thing that only knows how to eat and sleep I saw when I traveled to the prehistoric world all these years."

Speaking of this, Taoist Mosquito glanced at Styx, and with a cold snort, he also took out a flagon.

"."

Seeing Taoist Mosquito's angry eyes, Minghe felt that this guy was connoting him, and there was evidence.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Styx's devastated scene, the Golden Cicada not far away raised his head and paused, and then let out a hearty laugh the moment he put down the flagon in his hand.

"well said"

"What's the matter, you are not as good as a pig, at least a pig will not seek death."

Taoist Mosquito just sprayed on the Golden Cicada.

"How can I know that death will not be the starting point of my new life."

Facing Taoist Mosquito's sarcasm, the Six-winged Golden Cicada spoke loudly, looked at Zhunti immediately, and shouted.

"You must not hold back."

"Don't worry, I will never hold back."

Glancing at Styx and Taoist Mosquito, Zhunti sighed in his heart, and at the same time his eyes fell on the face of the Six-winged Golden Cicada, and said solemnly.

"it is good!"

Following these words, six golden cicada wings emerged from behind the Six-winged Golden Cicada.

Boom!

In an instant, the monstrous killing intent, the boundless resentment, the endless ferocity, the golden light of mercy, the unruly thought, the incomparably sharp intent, all six complex thoughts converged into one.

"This method is called the Six Paths Against Chaos. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish!"

Following these words, the Six-winged Golden Cicada immediately pointed to Zhunti.

In this finger, the space around the two of them, following the six-winged golden cicada's pointing, unexpectedly appeared layers of folds, as if the time and space between the two were smoothed out.

patter!
Feeling the meaning of the six-winged golden cicada, Zhunti sighed, and without paying any attention, he lifted the flagon beside him and poured out a crystal clear line of wine.

hum!
In an instant, countless golden lights mixed with the six-winged golden cicada's six-path rebellious law, the moment they came to Zhunti's body, all of them were submerged in the pattering wine line.

Although the wine line was formed by the pouring of the jug, it was like an insurmountable moat at the moment it fell.

Infinite golden light, devouring everything.

"Fellow Daoist, have a good journey!"

In a moment, the wine glass mixed with golden light was filled with ease, and at the same time, Zhunti raised his glass and toasted.

As soon as the words fell, a glass of strong wine was poured in Zhunti's hand towards the place where the Six-winged Golden Cicada was.

Rumble!
One after another, the space trembling due to the law of the Six Paths of Rebellion was instantly smoothed out at the moment the wine was poured.

"Impossible, impossible, how could I lose!"

Looking at the spilled wine, it quickly enlarged in the eyes, like the sea covering the sky, and the eyes of the Golden Cicada gradually turned blood red in horror.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a drop of cold wine overwhelmed all his magical powers, and exploded between his eyebrows into countless small and fragmented wine drops.

At this moment, Feng Ping wave stopped.

"After all, you can't see through it. So, that's fine."

Smelling the smell of alcohol that was close at hand, the six-winged golden cicada whose eyes gradually regained clarity, smiled wryly, and looked at Styx and Taoist Mosquito not far away.

"wait me back."

As the words fell, there was a soft bang, and a boundless golden light exploded.

Under the silent eyes of Styx and Taoist Mosquito, the body of the six-winged golden cicada suddenly spread and disintegrated, and a little bit of true spirit was submerged in the six realms of reincarnation.

"Ok?"

In the world of reincarnation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were discussing, when suddenly Hou Tu's eyes moved, and he immediately looked into the passage of reincarnation.

"Little sister, what's wrong?"

Seeing Houtu's frown, Dijiang's expression darkened, and he asked.

"Fellow Daoist Jin Chan has decided to reincarnate, brothers, I will come as soon as I go."

Houtu shook his head, and disappeared in front of all the ancestor witches in an instant while smiling.

"Six-winged golden cicada wants reincarnation?"

After Houtu left, the complexions of the ancestor witches sank.

"As far as I know, Fellow Daoist Jin Chan has been guarding the six realms of reincarnation and the resentment of many living beings for countless years."

After a while, Jumang said with complicated eyes.

"Not hesitating to sacrifice his life, just to transcend heaven and earth one day, this should be the first one to pass away among the three thousand fellow Taoists in Zixiao Palace."

Gonggong said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the ancestor witches suddenly became extremely complicated.

In the past, there was Nuwa who transcended the prehistoric world, and later there was Jin Chan who sacrificed herself to reincarnation.

Hope
I hope that the words of hope, all the ancestral witches, will not come out after all.

"does it worth?"

In front of the passage of reincarnation, looking at the six-winged golden cicada with only the phantom of the true spirit, Houtu who stepped from the void, asked in a deep voice.

Although the six-winged golden cicada has not stepped out of its own world so far.

But he is also higher than the Golden Immortal, so he doesn't have to experience the five declines of the Taoist ancestor.

Even if it is impossible to transcend the world, but with Styx and Taoist Mosquito, in this prehistoric world, status is still obeyed.

That being the case, why bother to go through that samsara?
"It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, it's just my choice."

Facing Houtu's eyes, the six-winged golden cicada said calmly after going mad.

"Fellow Daoist, please use the power of reincarnation to seal my memory."

Hearing this, Houtu fell silent as he looked at the calm-looking Golden Cicada.

During these several yuanhuis in charge of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Six-Winged Golden Cicada should know the power of reincarnation so that its memory can be sealed.

But now, such a request is still made.

"Is it because you don't want to come back early, or do you want to let go of the past completely?"

Houtu didn't ask.

After all, this was the choice of the Six-winged Golden Cicada, and she chose to respect this choice.

"it is good!"

After these words fell, Hou Tu pointed at the Six-winged Golden Cicada.

hum!
In an instant, between the eyebrows of the six-winged golden cicada, a seal of reincarnation emerged.

Because of the existence of this seal, the true spirit of the Six-winged Golden Cicada, like an ordinary spirit, began to gradually become transparent.

"Thank you buddy!"

"I don't see the vastness of life and death, how many samsaras to find a person. What is eternity?"

Seeing the true spirit of the six-winged golden cicada dissipate in the cycle of reincarnation, Houtu said thoughtfully.

　Sort out the outline and restore it tomorrow, with a guarantee of
　　
　
(End of this chapter)