Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 4 is mentioned?

"This cause and effect has become huge!"

At the foot of Mount Xumi, Ran Deng looked at the innate bitter bamboo in his hand, his eyes filled with trance.

Luo Hu gave him a top-quality innate spiritual root like this?

However, when he thought of Luo Hu's conditions, Ran Deng shuddered subconsciously!
Be sanctified!Is this something that a little golden immortal like him can get his hands on?

However, Luo Hu gave him too much!
Ran Deng turned the palm of his hand, and he put away the innate bitter bamboo and replaced it with a black lotus seed, as crystal clear and pure as ink jade, exuding a radiant fairy light.

This is the second gift from Luo Hu, the lotus seeds of the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus. What’s even more precious is that it contains Luo Hu’s understanding of the Taiyi Dao Fruit!

Ran Deng carefully realized the charm of lotus seeds, and a clear understanding arose in his heart:
"It turns out that I have been on the wrong path all along. The Golden Immortal is already the perfection of myself, the most dazzling sublimation of the Three Treasures of Jing, Qi and Shen. It ends with the gathering of three flowers at the top, symbolizing the perfection of the self!
But Taiyi wants to go out, integrate into the world, and even become a world by himself! "

“Using yourself as the cornerstone and the law and the avenue as the material to build a world that suits you best, this is Taiyi!
And Taiyi's practice is to constantly fill this world with laws and avenues, so that it can be continuously improved and promoted, and finally..."

Ran Deng paused, and the divine light in his eyes was as bright as ever, as if the entire prehistoric land was reflected in it:

"Compared with or even surpassed the beginning of the universe!"

With Luo Hu as the guiding light, he finally clarified the way forward, understood the mysteries of Taiyi, and pushed open the door of Taiyi with one hand!
At the same time, a bold and absurd idea was born in his mind:
"Pangu, are you really dead? What is buried in that coffin deep in the cave?"

"Oh, with my current way of doing things, thinking about these things is just adding to my troubles! It's better to seize the time to improve myself."

Ran Deng laughed at himself and swallowed the lotus seeds into his belly.

In an instant, spiritual energy from hundreds of millions of miles around gathered like a storm, squeezed into water, gathered like a sea, and drowned the burning lamp!

The road to Taiyi has begun!
Time passed slowly and steadily, and a magnificent aura gradually grew stronger and spread in all directions!
An unknown amount of time passed before Ran Deng woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, it was as if the vast world came to life. The ocean of spiritual energy collapsed and separated in an instant, turning into a downpour to moisten the mountains and rivers billions of miles away!

"Whoo~"

Ran Deng breathed a long sigh of relief and calmed down from the excitement. He looked back at Mount Sumeru and seemed to see the figure in black robes in the endless void.

My mood suddenly stopped being wonderful!

"I have already taken all the benefits, and now it is impossible to regret it. I can only accept my fate and work for this "new boss"!
Oh, come on, you are a laborer in the wild..."

Ran Deng laughed at himself and walked eastward. From time to time, a piece of copper ore appeared in his hand, which was repeatedly refined and polished by the flames of the coffin lamp.

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

As the old saying goes: sharpening your sword will make you chop wood, right?
……

Sumeru Mountain.

Looking at Ran Deng's disappearing figure, Luo Hu withdrew his gaze.

"Ancestor, will I lose to Hongjun?"

Luo Hu played with the God-killing Spear carefully, the light in his eyes getting colder!

When he used the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus to suppress the true spirit of Ran Deng, he took a peek at some of Ran Deng's memories.

From this memory, he not only saw the Zhuxian Sword Formation that he had just thought about but had not yet put it into practice, but he also learned the big joke that he would lose to Hongjun!
Is that guy who is dedicated to cultivation worthy of fighting with me?
However, when he took a peek at the coffin, Luo Hu's determination wavered. He saw through the coffin and saw what was buried inside!
Therefore, not only did he not kill Ran Deng, but he also gave him everything he wanted: the copper of Shou Mountain, the innate bitter bamboo, the road to Taiyi...

This is just a back-up he left behind.

And the other one... Rahu set his sights on the innate bodhi tree.

"Crash!" In an instant, the Innate Bodhi Tree sensed it and moved automatically in the absence of wind. Its torso, which was so hard that even the Innate Spiritual Treasure could not be destroyed, actually bent down, as if begging Rahu for mercy.

However, Luo Hu was unmoved. He strolled to the Bodhi tree, stabbed the god-killing spear in his hand, and a piece of wood heart like platinum flew out.

I saw the innate bodhi tree withered instantly, and its origin was greatly damaged!
At this time, a black light shot out from Luo Hu's hand, followed the wound torn by the God-killing Spear, and took root in the Bodhi tree!

"Boom~"

In an instant, there seemed to be gods and ghosts crying and howling in the void for hundreds of millions of miles around. It was extremely shrill and shrill. Blood rain poured down from the sky continuously, dyeing the entire Mount Sumeru scarlet!
"Humph!"

The next moment, with a cold snort, the God-killing Spear erupted with terrifying murderous intent, and rolled up blood rain all over the sky, suppressing all the strange phenomena with great force!
At the foot of Mount Sumeru, a figure surrounded by pure air stopped for a long time. After the God-killing Spear exploded, he shook his head and left:

"Ugh……"

On Mount Sumeru, Luohu glanced down the mountain as if he was feeling something, but found nothing.

"I have to do it after all!"

As Luo Hu spoke, billions of coppers from Junshou Mountain poured down and were sent to the foot of Mount Sumeru and into the ancestral lineage of the West with great supernatural power!
The refining of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian has begun!

……

Ran Deng, who was dedicated to refining treasures, naturally did not know that because of him, a top-quality innate spiritual root was killed by Luo Hu and had already suffered a disaster.

And that spiritual root is still the true form of the future Western saint, Zhunti!
In other words, it’s time to mention it!
At this time, he was still walking and stopping along the way, appreciating the vast and primitive rivers and mountains:
"There are more races of creatures in the ancient world."

Suddenly, he stopped and looked down at his hands.

It was a withered yellow bamboo pole, without branches or leaves, six inches and six minutes long, clean and dust-free. At this moment, it was exuding a gleaming light, and a feeling of joy continued to spread.

"Have you met...comrades?"

Ran Deng narrowed his eyes and followed the guidance of the bamboo poles. Two perfect and extraordinary extraordinary Qi were rushing towards him.

That is the unique temperament of the innate divine, and it is obvious that he has been discovered!
"Can you react to six pure bamboos? Who could it be? Could it be those two people?"

Two figures, one tall and thin, the other short and fat, flashed in his mind, silently holding the coffin lamp in their hands.

However, when the incoming innate god appeared, Ran Deng realized that he had been wrong.

The expected "This treasure is destined to me in the West" did not ring out. Instead, there was a fruit in his hand that looked like a baby and had all the five senses!

"Pindao Hongyun."

"Pindao Town Yuanzi."

"I've seen fellow Daoist!"

Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi stopped far away and greeted Ran Deng.

"The best old man in the world and the ancestor of the Earth Immortals?"

Ran Deng's expression suddenly became strange. Looking at the two people with happy and unsuspecting faces, and the "meeting gift" handed over by Hong Yun carelessly, he suddenly understood the origin of Hong Yun's nickname.

However, when he spoke, he changed his name unexpectedly:

"Pin Daoran... take the lead and meet two fellow Taoists!"

How can you use your real name when making trouble?Although I don’t know where Jie Yin is hanging out at this time, the black pot can arrange a wave first!
(End of this chapter)