From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Honghuang Tiandao disappeared again and distracted himself to look at the two cubs he had thrown into the Zixiao Palace in Tianwaitian.

Seeing that Zhang Qiling had already entered the realm of enlightenment, Honghuang Tiandao was not surprised by his talent.

As for the little Qilin who was sleeping soundly on Zhang Qiling's knees, Honghuang Tiandao only felt that his third eye twitched.

This poor little Qilin, was his original clone blind?

Why did you choose this little guy to be your Taoist priest?

At such a young age, he is already living a life of idleness and relying on his parents.

Forget it! I can still afford to support a Taoist disciple. I just hope that Xiao Qiling can hold on.

Hongjun sensed the vision of Tiandao falling, and couldn't help but look at the little Qilin who had turned over.

Even so, their Heavenly Dao did not show any movement. It seemed that He really valued this pair of Daoists very much.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye Hongjun had risen from the realm of Daluo to the realm of quasi-sage.

The voice of preaching disappeared, and all the gods in Zixiao Palace woke up from their state of enlightenment.

Zhang Qiling also opened his cold and indifferent eyes, stretched out his hand and gently pinched the fat Qilin who was sleeping soundly with his legs up in the air on his thigh.

"The way of a quasi-saint, this method of mine is called beheading the three corpses, and it is also the fundamental method of the way of a quasi-saint in the immortal way. I am passing this method down to you today, and I hope you will go back and comprehend it well."

Zhang prayed and thanked Hongjun for his preaching along with all the gods.

However, Zhang Qiling keenly felt that the method of beheading the three corpses passed down by Hongjun was not the path he wanted to take.

The gate of Zixiao Palace opened again. Before Hongjun left, he couldn't help but speak to Zhang Qiling.

"Da Daozi, is this little Daozi too round?"

The little Qilin, who happened to be being pinched by the tail by Zhang Qiling, stretched, yawned, and opened his sleepy golden eyes.

However, its waist is so round that it looks as if it is not stretched at all. It is difficult to tell where its waist is.

The gods below then discovered that the other Taoist Mo Jiu had transformed into a chubby little beast.

However, their eyesight was poor and they could not recognize what kind of divine beast it was.

Nuwa and Houtu are both females, and they tend to be soft-hearted towards cute round creatures. When they saw Mo Jiu's true form, they couldn't help but want to go up and stroke him.

The Qilin elders in the two corners shrank their huge bodies again to avoid being noticed by other gods.

"Ouch..."

The little Qilin, who had just woken up, kicked its four hooves with some difficulty, turned over and climbed up from Zhang Qiling's thighs.

He just happened to meet the strange looks from Hongjun and others.

The little Qilin opened his round golden eyes, glanced at the Three Pure Ones and others below, then looked up at Hongjun's indifferent eyes.

"Aho... (What are you looking at me for!)"

Tongtian has always liked furry animals with scales and armor. His eyes sparkled with love for Mo Jiu's cute round body.

I looked calm and composed, and it was hard to tell what I was thinking.

Although Yuanshi was not happy, he also considered the other party's identity and showed no expression on his face.

Jie Yin and Zhunti, the two opportunists, did not dare to show any dissatisfaction even though they hated Mo Jiu for turning them bald.

However, Di Jun and Dong Wang Taiyi showed disgust on their faces when they saw that Mo Jiu's original form was so fat.

It's shameful for a dignified Taoist to behave like a pig.

"Little Daozi is very cute." Hongjun laughed and said.

When the little Qilin heard this, he puffed out his chest proudly, "Aoaoao... (That's because my dad likes Xiaojiu the most)."

The gods listened to Mo Jiu's animal language and their mouths twitched slightly.

Is there anything wrong with the aesthetics of this god called Dad?

"Aoaoao (My dad said that being chubby is a blessing, which proves that my dad is awesome.)"

Zhang Qiling lowered his head slightly, looked at the proud little Qilin, and pursed his lips lightly.

Qilin is a auspicious animal, which is naturally blessed with good fortune. Dad Daodao's words were meant to coax the innocent little Qilin, fearing that it would be sad about its fat body!

Hongjun's eyelids twitched when he heard what Mo Jiu said. This fellow Taoist who he called dad is really good at coaxing a kid.

“Ahhh… (You are all so skinny, it must be because you don’t have much delicious food and you are hungry. How pitiful.)”

The little Qilin glanced at everyone present except Zhang Qiling with disdain.

Zhang Qiling's body stiffened.

The gods' faces darkened. What did this little Taoist mean?

They were born as immortals, how could they be hungry?

"Ahhh... (In the prehistoric world, apart from the fairy fruit, Xiaojiu wanted to eat delicious meat, but there was none.)"

Hongjun and the gods: They eat the immortal fruit for the spiritual power in it, but eat meat? They are not fierce beasts, why do they want to eat blood? They are born immortals and have already practiced fasting.

"Ahhh... (At my dad's place, Xiaojiu has all kinds of delicious food, including roasted chicken... um...)"

When the little Qilin wanted to continue speaking, his mouth was suddenly pinched by a slender finger.

It stared with its eyes wide open in confusion. Why was its mouth sealed?

Zhang Qiling pinched its mouth with one hand and stood up holding it with the other.

"Thank you for your sermon, Saint. I will take my leave now."

After saying that, Zhang Qiling used the power of heaven and returned to the prehistoric world.

The remaining gods looked at each other in bewilderment. The last word they hadn’t heard just now was Feng, right?

The Phoenix Clan, who were also listening quietly in another corner, had a bad feeling.

During the war between the three tribes, it was normal for the bodies of the dead members of the three tribes to be swallowed by the enemy as blood food to replenish their spiritual power. After all, their powerful beast meat contained extremely strong spiritual power.

But this is inevitable during war when the bodies of tribesmen are not recovered in time after death.

But now their Phoenix clan is living in a volcano in the south. These two Taoists who suddenly appeared will not treat their Phoenix clan as food, right?

Even with the support of Heaven, they have no chance of winning!