Prehistoric, enlightened from the young Hongjun

Chapter 80 Who loses and who wins, receiving the transformation (seeking subscription, second update)

On the top of the mountain, the wind howled, and the fallen leaves were blown up.

At this time, the red golden divine light in the sky had disappeared for a long time, but Bai Zhan's heart has been shaking until now.

"My world is a scattered people, and the name of the Tao is passed down to the world without a name"

Looking at the direction where the red golden light disappeared, Bai Zhan whispered.

two sentences.

It's just two simple sentences, but once it is connected with the red gold tiger who will be equal to him.

These two simple sentences were enough to cause an uproar in Bai Zhan's heart.

not him.

It wasn't the vague figure who awakened him in the world of artistic conception.

Because the aura between the two is completely different.

The former's breath was bitter and merciful, but the figure sitting on the body of his Chijin brother was carefree, with an air of indifference that transcended heaven and earth.

Who is he?

Standing on the top of the mountain, Bai Zhan thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a clue.

"nameless."

Bai Zhan repeatedly pondered the two words in his heart.

"I don't know which one is higher, that friend Jun who talked about the greatness of Dao in the past, or this unknown gentleman."

Thinking in this way, Bai Zhan took another look at the direction where Ji Dong was leaving, and immediately turned into a white ray of light, roaring away towards the place where the Tiger Clan was.

It doesn't matter whether it's nameless or that fellow Daoist Jun.

Now that the status of Chijin Shenhu has been recognized, he is recognized as his brother of Bai Zhan.
Even if this brother is willing to be someone else's cute pet and mount, but Bai Zhan, as the king of the tiger clan, will not take back what he said.

In the chaos, inside Zixiao Palace.

Snapped!
With a white piece falling, Lin Yi put down the piece in his hand while smiling, and picked up the teacup leisurely.

"Jun lost."

Looking at the sunspots that disappeared on the chessboard, Hongjun shook his head with a smile, and also picked up a cup of fragrant tea.

Whether you lose or win.

Between the two of them, there was no longer much meaning.

Although the feeling of losing is not pleasant, it is worth it to have a cup of fragrant tea at the bottom.

"Weiqi is a game of pleasure and entertainment, winning or losing is not important, but fellow Daoist Jun's chess skills need to be improved.

Otherwise, after this long period of time, I am afraid it will appear a bit boring. "

Lin Yi said leisurely.

"If Fellow Daoist Lin finds it boring, why not enlighten the two boys like Jun, wouldn't it be more lively."

Hongjun looked at the golden boy and jade girl standing beside the two of them serving tea and water, and said with a smile.

"Go down and rest."

"Yes, sir."

Hearing this, the two boys with red lips and white teeth and jade carvings saluted respectfully and then slowly backed out.

"The reason for the prehistoric world, haven't you figured it out yet?"

After the golden boy and the jade girl left, Lin Yi put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Hongjun solemnly and said.

Although the two seem to be concentrating on playing chess during these long years.

But in fact, since Zixiao Palace and the preparations for the future sermons are complete, Hongjun will use his own thoughts to blend into the prehistoric world and return to the source at intervals.

Its purpose is to know the origin of the prehistoric world, and to find out whether the Great God Pangu still exists.

If not, with Hongjun's understanding of Dao, how could he easily lose in this chess game.

"not yet."

Hongjun sighed and said slowly.

"Right now, the catastrophe in the prehistoric world is about to erupt, but the Taoism in this world is extremely sensitive.

If Jun forced to go back to the source, even if he got the news, the loss would not be worth the gain. "

Having said that, Hong Jun said with a smile.

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, Jun will also be rejected by the heaven and earth that gave birth to us just like fellow Daoist Lin before."

"Looking at it this way, we can only wait for it to get better, and it won't be long before the catastrophe occurs."

Hearing this, Lin Yi nodded.

Just like what they said before, being able or not is all in one thought.

But the result of that was not what the two of them wanted to see.

After all, neither of them are people who disregard the world.

"Next step, what is Daoist Lin planning to do? Should he continue enlightening sentient beings, or first enlighten the two boys to add excitement."

Hongjun looked at Lin Yi and asked.

In fact, he is supporting Ji Dong's approach, just as Ji Dong supports his preaching.

When there are more people who can get out of this world, the more possibilities they will have when they reach that unbelievable realm.

Just like the bitter bamboo in the West before, in the process of enlightenment, they put forward the word of the other shore in their mouths.

"Keep walking."

Ji Dong said, looking at the chessboard in front of the two of them.

Surrounded by wisps of cloud and mist, the moment it dissipated, Mount Sumeru in the prehistoric world also appeared in the eyes of the two of them.

"Fellow Daoist Jun, tell me, can you stop Rahu's evil thoughts after being enlightened?"

"It depends on their choice."

Looking at the world on the chessboard, Hongjun gently blew the tea in the cup while smiling.

call!
A trace of ripples rippling, just like a breeze blowing across the earth.

On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin slowly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, the thousands of miles of white clouds above the sky are rolling and relaxing in the breeze, like the brook in the dream, rippling out the ripples of the sky and the earth.

"Senior brother, are you awake?"

At this moment, a voice containing a smile came from beside him.

Jieyin Xunsheng looked around, and saw Zhunti's divine sense, at this moment.

"Junior brother, your aura is more concentrated."

With just one glance, Jie Yin saw Zhun Ti's details.

The previous Zhunti, although he absorbed the inspiration from the Western world to supplement the original power, it seemed that his mana was greatly increased and his power was unstoppable, but there was always a sense of strength in the face.

But looking at it now, the meaning of being strong and capable has long since dissipated, and what is replaced is the meaning of condensed tenacity that has been tempered through thousands of years of tempering.

In such a short period of time, he was able to correct the past and quasi-promote his younger brother's ability, which is really extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Jieyin felt extremely comforted.

Originally, he was still a little worried, and wanted to introduce this junior to Mister Wuming.

But now it seems that as long as it continues like this, it should be possible to achieve the goal in Narahu's heart after the inspiration in front of him dissipates.

"It's a pity that Mr. Unknown left too simply. If Junior Brother Zhunti can see that Mr. Unknown as usual, Junior Brother Zhunti's comprehension will definitely be able to improve to a higher level."

Thinking in this way, he turned his gaze to Luohu who was on the high platform.

"woke up?"

Just at this moment, Luo Hu's words came at this moment.

"good."

Looking at the enemy who had tortured him for endless years, and now he has become his master again, he answered calmly with his eyes.

"Oops."

Zhunti who was on the side was shocked when he heard this sentence.

Because, there was not a trace of submissiveness and respect in the words of Jieyin, and with the temper of the demon lord, I am afraid that he would not be kind.

Maybe, the next moment will be a slap.

For this, Zhunti will not have any doubts.

In this prehistoric world, there is probably no living being who can understand the murderous intent of this demon lord like him.

Because, during the years when his senior brother was in a coma, he had felt the killing intent of Luo Hu butt-butting more than once.

If he hadn't been protecting each other with the original source, the senior brother at this moment would have been turned into ashes.

"presumptuous."

Sure enough, just when this thought came to Zhunti's mind, he saw Luo Hu who was sitting on the high platform and slapped him.

Boom!

Accompanied by a muffled sound and a burst of golden light trembling wildly, Zhunti's primordial spirit trembled, and he couldn't help but groan.

"Senior brother."

Seeing this scene, Jieyin was stunned for a moment, with a look of worry in his eyes.

"Senior Brother, don't panic, Junior Brother can hold on."

After a while, Zhunti replied calmly.

Perhaps, when he first received Rahu's slap, he was indeed in unbearable pain.

However, after being beaten for countless years, his body's hardness and resistance to beatings even exceeded his own imagination.

With a palm of this level like Luohu's at this moment, even if he strikes a hundred more times, the brow that he must raise will not frown.

"As long as senior brother is well, my heart will be sunny, just like this blue sky."

Thinking of this, Zhunti's eyes became more and more determined.

He could bear a hundred palms from Rahu, or even a thousand palms, but his senior brother would definitely not be able to bear another palm from Rahu.

Because, for countless years, the already withered bitter bamboo has not grown a single bamboo leaf.

"Junior brother, I can bear this palm."

Looking at Zhunti's body, after that palm, the whole body was bathed in bright golden light, Jieyin seemed to understand why the aura of his junior brother could be so condensed.

"Senior brother, don't worry. You used to protect me and take care of me. From now on, the younger brother will protect you and take care of you."

Zhunti's gaze did not waver in the slightest.

Just as there is no living being who understands Rahu better than him, there is no living being in this prehistoric world who knows how to receive and guide better than him.

He received Rahu's palm without falling off a single leaf, but he received his senior brother, but so far he has not grown a single bamboo leaf.

My senior brother, what can I do to block it, I can only block it with my life.

The acceptance in his mouth is nothing more than worrying about the words of comfort he Zhunti said.

"Junior Brother, I can stop it."

Seeing the more and more condensed golden light on Zhunti's body, there was a trace of inexplicable meaning in his gaze.

"Devil Lord, my senior brother has a pure mind. He definitely did not intentionally offend the Demon Lord, and let the Demon Lord be merciful."

Zhunti didn't respond to the introduction.

Because he could feel the aura on Luo Hu's body, he became more and more horrified.

"idiot!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Luo Hu, who had felt a bit of relief because of the condensed golden body of Zhunti and the birth of the idea of ​​protection, looked more and more gloomy.

Boom!

In the gloom, Luo Hu slapped again under Yu Zhunti's frightened gaze.

When the palm fell, the entire world was cut off, and the innate inspirations that filled Mount Sumeru seemed to have completely disappeared.

"not good."

Zhunti was startled, he had a faint feeling that he might not be able to block this heaven-locking palm.

but
Looking at the trembling bitter bamboo plant under him, after Zhunti took a deep breath, the golden light outside his body became more and more vigorous.

"This palm, if you can't stop it, you have to block it."

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, Zhunti's heart trembled.

But soon, a look of astonishment appeared in his primordial spirit eyes.

Because, he didn't feel the slightest pressure from the palm of the devil.

"Could it be that the demon lord is just intimidating? No, it's senior brother."

At this moment, Zhunti's primordial spirit stared in astonishment at the bitter bamboo under his protection.

The bitter bamboo that should have been shivering because of the unbearable pressure, now burst into radiance.

It was this brilliance that blocked the demon lord's palm that fell from the sky.

But?

how can that be.

The senior brother's aura is obviously exactly the same as when he was unconscious before, without any increase.

"Brother, you."

Zhunti looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

"Amitabha, Junior Brother, I can really stop it."

Following these words, in Zhunti's astonished eyes, he saw the withered yellow bitter bamboo disappear without a trace in the brilliance.

At the same time, a young man in a gray robe with a withered face stepped out from the light.

(End of this chapter)