Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

Chapter 242 The Prehistoric Needs to Say Goodbye to Xuandu

Chaos, Zixiao Palace.

"Fellow Taoist?"

The millennium preaching period has just passed, and with the departure of all the Kaitian Daluos, the receptionist who has just stepped into the Zixiao Palace looks at the person waiting in front of him in astonishment.

"I have been waiting here for a long time for fellow Taoists, and Daozu and Mr. Dao have already been waiting inside."

Seeing the arrival of Yingying, Taishang breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the Nuwa Taoists and the Houtu Taoist friends proved the Tao, they stepped into the predestined realm with the help of the human race and the six reincarnations. Even the Taishang was quite affected in their hearts.

He originally thought that the way of guiding and spreading compassion to the prehistoric world should be able to step into the predestined state with the predestined relationship between the western world and the earth.

Now it seems that those two are exceptions, which makes his heart a little more balanced.

This is not jealousy, but the expectation in the heart, and a little safety.

"It can make my stable state of mind fluctuate for many years. It seems that my way has made great progress."

Taishang secretly said in his heart.

"Thank you fellow daoist, I have been waiting here."

Jieyin didn't think too much about Taishang's idea, but was a little moved in his heart.

"It seems that I chose to step into the realm of Hunyuan at this time, which is the right choice."

Thinking of this, the two walked towards Zixiao Palace hand in hand.

"In the past, we were at a loss in the prehistoric world and didn't know why, but now that I think about it, I can still vividly remember the scene of seeking Tao like a carp crossing a river.

I hope that in the future, there will be many fellow Taoists, like us, stepping into this realm of chaos. "

Walking along the way, looking at Fenbaoyan in front of me, recalling the old scene, I feel so nostalgic.

"Yes, just like we never imagined in the past, what kind of existence it would be, able to open up the world like the great god Pangu.

Today, the power of the prehistoric world, the creatures who created the world, are no longer rare. "

Jieyin glanced back, in the chaos, like a pearl-like prehistoric world, said with a face of conviction.

In the past, the western world was dilapidated, and he and Zhunti were like candles in the wind that could be extinguished at any time, so they have come to the present situation.

"Fellow Daoist can take it easy, but wait and see, but don't be too surprised."

Taishang said with a smile on his face.

"The reception has already been prepared."

Following these words, the two walked into Zixiao Palace together.

A moment later, as the gate of Yitian Pavilion opened.

I saw Lin Yi, Hongjun, Nuwa, and Houtu, who had already been waiting inside.

"This is."

"Brother, you have transcended the prehistoric world, why did you feel a little more worried after you came back from Zixiao Palace?"

A hundred years later, looking at the ripples, looking at Yingying coming out of the void, Zhunti felt something in advance, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Now, there are already six Hunyuan realms in the prehistoric world. Could it be that they are still unable to stop the catastrophe that Mister Wuming said in the past?"

Zhunti's mind was as keen as ever, but in the blink of an eye, something came to his mind.

"For the prehistoric world, although the six saints are enough, they are in the vast chaos."

Speaking of this, Jieyin recalled what he had heard in Zixiao Palace before, and couldn't help but sighed softly, looked at Zhunti softly and said.

"The chaos is boundless, and there is no limit, junior brother, I am waiting for you in the chaos."

Following these words, Jieyin walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

"Can't I even say that?"

Looking at Jieyin's back, Zhunti's eyes moved.

Even though the receiving party was extremely gentle in terms of eyes and tone, there was a solemnity in those words.

But it was in a keen sense that he felt a little helpless at the first moment.

"Brother needs me, this prehistoric world also needs me to be holy!"

With the emergence of this thought, Zhunti heard a mighty voice resounding in the western world.

"From now on, I will preach on Mount Sumeru for a thousand years"

"Ok?"

On this day, in the Human Race Temple, Longwa who was practicing with Fengwa suddenly opened her eyes.

"Why is he here?"

Thinking of this, Longwa immediately looked at Fengwa who also woke up and said.

"I probably have something to go out for a walk. During this time, the human race will be handed over to you."

"it is good."

Feng Wa nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Today's human race, after ten thousand years of development, has benefited from the management of the temple and the cultivation methods taught by the people, and the monks are like carp crossing the river.

Although, it is still small in the whole prehistoric world.

But the current human race already has the ability to gain a foothold in the prehistoric world, and it is no longer the slight change of circumstances in the past, which would cause countless deaths and injuries.

It can be said that the human race has survived the most difficult period of time.

What's more, she and Longwa have also stepped into the realm of Kaitian Daluo.

Although, relying on blocking the innate spirit treasure bestowed by the mother god, she has not really stepped out of her own world.

But his cultivation has already surpassed the Golden Immortal Extreme Realm.

"Xuandu, meet the Holy Envoy!"

In a magnificent palace, Xuandu said respectfully as he watched Longwa's figure slowly emerge.

"In the blink of an eye, more than years have passed since you became the Guardian Immortal. Are you here to say goodbye today?"

Looking at the mature and steady Xuandu in front of him, without the slightest immature look of the past, Longwa also sighed in her heart.

The changes in Xuandu made him seem to see himself in the past.

Seeing myself and Feng Wa, practicing and achieving success in the mother god's world.

"The human race is already self-reliant enough, and the prestige of the Human Cult has reached its peak, Xuandu should indeed leave.

If not, I am afraid that in the long run, the human religion will become the shackles of the human race. "

Speaking of this, Xuandu's eyes also revealed a strong feeling of reluctance.

When he left Kunlun that year, the master only made him a guardian immortal to guard the human race for thousands of years.

In the blink of an eye, more than years have passed in a flash.

Thinking back to the changes of the human race in the past 3 years, even Xuandu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, after all, he is no longer the boy who thought that as long as he climbed to the top of the mountain, he could let the warm light shine on the tribe.

Today, the light of the human race is no longer a spark, but a prairie fire.

"When are you going to leave?"

Although there was a lot of reluctance in her heart, she had already seen countless partings, and Long Wa's heart naturally counted them.

Although, Xuandu's words are very similar to what he and Fengwa said in the past when they asked Fuxi's uncle and aunt about the whereabouts of God.

"Before I leave, I am planning to do one last thing for the human race. This matter requires the consent of the holy envoy."

Facing Longwa's gaze, Xuandu said solemnly.

"Human race, it's time to border on the prehistoric peoples."

　I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and there is another update!
　　
　
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