I just woke up and became a saint.

"Daoyou, long time no see."

Shangqing stood with his hands behind his back, smiling brightly.

"..."

Hongjun.

haven't seen you for a long time?

I don’t see you!

I&……%……@……*()--.

Aren’t you dead? Aren’t you dead? How could you be alive? How could you be resurrected?!

Hongjun's eyes were about to pop out. Even though Shangqing had greeted him, Hongjun still couldn't react. He still felt like his brain had crashed and he was at a loss.

No, how can you survive?

How could you be resurrected???

This is not primitive, this is not scientific. I clearly sensed that you had lost your breath, and I can be very sure that you died on the spot.

Didn't it take several epochs for you to be resurrected? How could you be resurrected before even one tenth of the epoch?

Are you sure you're not kidding me?

Hongjun almost peed himself and his mentality collapsed. A fallen Shangqing now turned into a living person and jumped in front of him. You can imagine how it felt.

Staring at Shangqing, Hongjun swallowed subconsciously and took a step back, feeling confused and panicked.

As an old rival, Hongjun can say without exaggeration that in the entire prehistoric world, there is no one who understands Shangqing better than him.

Everyone said that he was an old scoundrel, but in fact, Hongjun knew very well that Shangqing was even more sinister and cunning than him.

Would Shangqing be eager to appear in front of him after his resurrection?

Hongjun doesn't think so.

Since Shangqing dared to show up, it meant that Shangqing definitely had the ability, or definitely believed that he had the ability, to...deal with him!

After all, that's just his personality, and Shangqing is definitely no exception.

Can Hongjun remain calm and not panic?

Who the hell can stand this!

"My friend, I have roughly heard your conversation with the Duke of Dong. You are very dissatisfied with him, but you are hesitant to take action. How about this, I will help you as a gift."

Shangqing had a smile on his face. As he spoke, he looked at Dong Wanggong and his eyes became cold.

Shangqing heard everything that Dong Wanggong said just now clearly, so he brought Dong Wanggong back to Zixiao Palace.

Shangqing doesn’t care whether it is Zifu or not, but it is different for the Queen Mother of the West.

This has nothing to do with Taoist companions or anything like that. Shangqing is devoted to pursuing and creating myths, and he doesn't care too much about love between men and women.

but!

There is no doubt that the Queen Mother of the West is someone he values.

Since he traveled through the ancient times, he has met and known countless people, but there are only a few who have a close relationship with him, especially the Queen Mother of the West, who is just an acquaintance of his.

This is also the reason why Shangqing attaches importance to Taiqing and Yuqing.

After all, Shangqing has very few friends. It is lonely at the top. As his cultivation becomes higher and higher, his friends will become even fewer.

After all, as he becomes stronger, others may respect and be deferential to him, but it is undoubtedly difficult to be honest with them or treat them as friends. Yang Mei and Shi Chen are examples of this.

It is precisely for this reason that Shangqing often teases Hongjun. After all, the Tao is long and life is endless, and enemies can sometimes be like-minded friends.

Want to move his friends?

That is, touch his reverse scale!

It was not advisable to move against Dong Wanggong in the past because the time was not right. But now, one more Dong Wanggong will not make much difference, and one less Dong Wanggong will not make much difference. Even if he dies, so what?

"Mercy..."

Hearing what Shangqing said, Dong Wanggong's face was filled with horror. Waves of threat of death surged into his heart. His spirit was shaken and he was about to beg for mercy, but before he could say a word, he saw Shangqing looking at him with a calm expression.

At a glance!

Just one glance!

His eyes seemed to be flowing with the charm of time and space, and seemed to contain the evolution of the Three Thousand Great Daos. The myriad things in the universe were endless, as if they contained all the mysteries of the world and carried the roots of all eternity.