From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Although Zhang Qiling had entered the realm of enlightenment, he still retained a trace of consciousness to be alert to the situation around him.

Seeing Hongjun transfer some merit to Mo Jiu's little Qilin, Zhang Qiling turned his head slightly and glanced at Hongjun.

Just as the two people's eyes met, Zhang Qiling nodded slightly and thanked Hongjun.

Hongjun also nodded slightly in response, but the gods below did not notice their interaction.

However, when Hongjun was preaching, his consciousness was slightly distracted, and from time to time it fell on the sleeping little Qilin.

As it absorbed the golden lotus of merit, the round body of the little Qilin gradually became rounder, and the majestic and sacred appearance of the Qilin beast could no longer be seen.

Instead, he looks round and silly, with a kind of innocent and pure look.

Uh!

Hongjun's mind moved slightly. Does this great heaven like chubby creatures?

That's why he raised his little Daozi to be so plump and round, even fatter than a pig.

There were many obese creatures in the ancient world, but they were not necessarily favored by heaven, right?

Hongjun also slightly separated a trace of his spiritual consciousness to look at Zhang Qiling.

As a saint, he could not even see through the background of this Taoist, nor did he know whether his original body was also a Qilin.

However, the Taoist body is so stunningly beautiful, its original form should not be like this little Taoist, being inflated into a ball by spiritual power, right?

However, Hongjun distractedly thought about the Dao patterns on his forehead. Why were there two Dao patterns overlapping each other?

“Hulu~Hulu~”

The clear and tender snoring sound drowned out Hongjun's preaching and echoed in the Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun withdrew his distracted attention, but did not stop preaching and just revealed a helpless smile.

Now he finally understood why Honghuang Tiandao asked him to teach the two Taoists the Taoism.

It is probably because this young man is lazy and has no ambition.

One by one, the gods who were immersed in the sermon were awakened and turned their heads in surprise to look for the source of the snoring.

When he saw a dark-colored beast body lying on Zhang Qiling's knees, surrounded by golden lotuses of merit.

The gods were stunned. What kind of beast is this?

It is round, has sideburns and armor.

Did the pigs evolve and mutate?

The two Qilin clan elders who were sitting in the corner of Zixiao Palace changed their expressions several times and then covered their faces.

Don't recognize it, don't recognize it.

The reputation of the Qilin clan, one of the three innate clans, is about to be ruined!

Also, can’t that useless waste Zixuan raise his own cubs?

If other gods knew that the Qilin tribe was too poor to support their own third-generation prince, they would probably not have the face to walk in the wilderness.

Zhang Qiling silently cast a spell on the little Qilin on his knees, creating a small barrier to prevent its snoring from disturbing the gods below.

The snoring sound disappeared, and the gods and spirits fell into a deeper state of enlightenment as Hongjun gave a more in-depth explanation of the Tao.

……

Daodao, who had not seen his two cubs at this time, had a commotion with Honghuang in the Dao Palace. He could only accept the reality and prepared to stay in Xuantian Island and wait for his two cubs to come back.

He strolled around Xuantian Island leisurely. Compared with his own world, Xuantian Island was larger and had countless immortal roots and magical weapons, which made him very satisfied.

Daodao laughed proudly in his heart and said: I am still one step ahead. I found a high-level Tiandao to be the biological father of the two cubs.

Looking at this Xuantian Island, my two cubs are definitely the richest and most beautiful cubs in all of Chaos.

But not long after, Daodao looked at the island with sparkling precious light and dense fairy roots and felt that something was slightly wrong.

This Xuantian Island is a top-notch paradise, but it seems to be missing something.

Daodao floated towards the area where the spirit beasts were, and he found that all the immortal beasts and wood spirits here had no spiritual consciousness.

Then on such a huge fairy island, don’t his two cubs even have anyone to talk to?

And his little darling Xiaojiu likes to play games. There is no trace of technology here, and there is no delicious food here either.

Day after day, apart from practicing, there is not even any entertainment.

Is the way to relieve boredom to find someone to fight with?

Daodao thought about it, and he suddenly felt that, apart from the rich innate spiritual energy in the ancient world, nothing else seemed to compare to his own shabby world!

Thinking of this, Daodao flew out of the prehistoric world.

Honghuang Tiandao watched him leave with some surprise.

What does this little Tiandao want to do? Leaving like this is not his character.