Prehistoric simulation, I am Jiucai Yuanlu

Chapter 169

Sanqing's reputation is very loud in the hearts of Honghuang Wanling at this time.

The Thunder Department of the Heavenly Court is in charge of the prehistoric thunder calamity. This scope is not limited to the creatures before the prehistoric promotion, but also includes the entire prehistoric creatures today.

Although most of the prehistoric spirits' aptitudes are remarkable, but some people can't help but be lazy, and Lei Jie is like the ax hanging above their heads, it will be chopped down if they are a little slack.

As batches of souls died under the thunder calamity, Lei Bu Sanqing's reputation became even louder.

What's more, Sanqing is still the direct disciple of the Taoist ancestor, and his strength has reached the peak of the Hunyuan Jinxian. It is only a matter of time before he breaks through the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. With such strength and authority, it is really hard to let it go It is difficult for people to know.

After hearing Sanqing's words, everyone was not dissatisfied and waited quietly in Ziwei Palace.

Now it is only less than a hundred years away from the millennium, so why bother about the blink of an eye.

What's more, the newly promoted five Hunyuan Great Luo Jinxians are all like this, so how can they have the right to make exceptions.

In Ziwei Palace, Yuan Lu looked at his luck.

"Call up the personal panel."

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Host personal panel:

Host: Yuanlu

Identity: Taoist ancestor, Lord of the wild
Qualification: Superb Chaos Demon

Strength: Hunyuan Promise Golden Immortal Quadruple Heaven
Air luck: Eleven products (360 units)

World: Prehistoric (lower level boundless world, the origin of the world 360 units)
Spirit Treasures: Chaos Green Lotus, Good Fortune Jade Plate, Pangu Axe
Yuan Lu's main focus is on luck and the world column, which is the key to his future simulations.

The previous Yuanlu luck was at the peak of the tenth rank, and the units converted into simulators were only 36 units.

After simulating once and using one, there are only 35 units left.

Now that Honghuang was successfully promoted and became the lower-rank Boundless World, his luck also advanced to the eleventh rank, and after conversion, it soared to 360 units, which jumped ten times directly, making Yuanlu rich all of a sudden.

And there is also the origin of the world, which is almost the same as Qi Luck, which is 360 units. That is to say, according to the previous simulation standard, Yuanlu can simulate 720 times, and this time there is no need to buckle and swish.

However, increasing income and reducing expenditure is the way to long-term stability. Yuan Lu preached this time, on the one hand, he wanted to collect the hearts of the prehistoric creatures and expand his prestige, and on the other hand, he wanted to see if he could continue to improve his luck in the prehistoric pool. .

Boom!
"When the millennium arrives, enter Ziwei Palace to listen to the sermon."

As the golden bell rang, the door of Ziwei Palace slowly opened, and San Qing shouted loudly, and the [-] creatures waiting outside Ziwei Palace rushed into Ziwei Palace.

When I entered the palace, I saw that there were seventeen futons at the front of Ziwei Palace.

Five in the first row, twelve in the second row.

Seeing this, Yang Mei, Hong Jun, Luo Hou, Yin Yang, and Qian Kun sat in the first row without hesitation.

Sanqing sat on the first three futons in the second row without hesitation, and then began to close his eyes and meditate.

A group of monks who came in behind had a sudden realization and began to rush towards the futons.

The fastest one was a monk with a fierce look on his face, and he just dodged and sat on the fourth futon.

When everyone saw this person, most of them knew him. Even if they didn't know him, they were familiar. In the north of Beihai and south of the North Pole, there is an extremely cold place called "Beiming". It is said that there are many more spiritual islands. Before Honghuang started to be promoted, there was an innate god and demon here, who called himself "Kunpeng Taoist."

He comprehends the avenue of space. He was first-class in speed and battle in Honghuang. After he was born, he served in the War Department of Honghuang. Even if he has reached the late stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, his combat power is no worse than that of the peak Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Many people will stop snatching it when they see it is him, and they will go to the fifth futon.

But with such a flash of divine effort, someone has already arrived on the fifth and sixth futons.

Look again, hey, it's an acquaintance again.

These two Taoists, one with a smile on his face and the other with a simple and honest face, are actually a pair of friends who are well-known in Honghuang. They were born almost at the same time as Taoist Kunpeng, and their cultivation bases are also similar.

The titles are "Hongyun Taoist" and "Zhenyuanzi Taoist".

Taoist Hongyun is the first inborn red cloud, and Hongyun is an auspicious cloud. He cultivates the way of luck, makes great strides all the way, and is willing to help others. It turns out that the combination of the two naturally enjoyed a lot in Honghuang.

Taoist Zhenyuanzi was born in the form of a ginseng fruit tree, one of Honghuang's top ten innate spiritual roots. Of course, this is the previous classification. Now Honghuang has three thousand chaotic spiritual roots. Returning to the source, ascending again, reaching the root of the chaotic spirit, Taoist Zhenyuan Zi used this to comprehend the authenticity in one fell swoop, and broke through to the late stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, which is only one step away from the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

The temperament of the chaotic spiritual roots is very good, and they are very grouped. With the birth of three thousand chaotic spiritual roots, one hundred and nine thousand six hundred top-grade innate spiritual roots and countless ordinary innate spiritual roots, these spiritual roots are the gathering members , and even reported to the Heavenly Court to set up another family.

The Heavenly Court actually agreed, directly dismantling the original Spirit Clan and giving them the clan name of the Spirit Clan.

And the patriarch of the Lingzu is the second younger brother of Daozu, one of the six emperors of the Heavenly Court, Huangji Sun Emperor Fusang Taoist. After Zhen Yuanzi joined, there was another Immortal General Zhen Yuan.

Taoist Zhenyuanzi is a respected elder in the spirit clan, and he usually has a personality of not going out of the door except for official business in the heavenly court. Others naturally have a good impression of him, only for making friends, not for making enemies Son.

Now seeing that these two grabbed the fifth and sixth seats, they don't care anymore, after all, there are still six.

But looking again, there were actually people in the seventh and eighth.

Isn't it the Immortal General Jieyin and Immortal Zhunti that I thought of just now?
Looking down, a flame flashed, and a slightly domineering Taoist was already sitting on the ninth futon.

Well, he is also a prehistoric celebrity. It is said that he was born in Zifuzhou, one of the ten continents and three islands overseas. These people are not bad at all. After taking office in the Heavenly Court, they worked in the Ministry of Fire and were favored by Huangzu. They can be said to be of high authority.

See below.

But when I looked at it again, even the last three seats were occupied, and it turned out to be the third ancestor of the human race.

The human race is a family created by the Taoist ancestor himself, and the human race really lived up to the expectations of the Taoist ancestor. After being born, it first rose rapidly in the wild with a terrifying reproduction speed, and then shocked the wild with its terrifying cultivation talent. It's not that the starting point of the human race is a bit low, and cultivation generally has to be done from low to high. I'm afraid that the title of the largest clan in the wild will soon fall into the hands of the human race.

To this day, even if there are hundreds of millions of prehistoric races, the number of human races still steadily accounts for one percent of the total number of prehistoric spirits.

This number is too scary, with such a large base, even if the starting point is low, it can pile up batch after batch of high-end power.

What's more, Daozu left three dao steles in the ancestral land of the human race. Among them, the martial arts stele that requires the least talent has laid a solid foundation for the human race. Now the human race's martial arts army is more than hundreds of millions. The revered Pangu's veins are not as good, and the power of the human race can be seen.

The three ancestors of the human race, the Suiren clan, Youchao clan, and Ziyi clan, are in charge of the Tianting people's official department, governing the promotion of the human race, and their fortune is at its peak. They are also the first three human races created by the Taoist ancestors. Their talents and talents are not comparable to ordinary human races.

Today's cultivation base has reached the late stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, not worse than the previous people.

When it comes to the degree of difficulty, it is even only under the Sanqing.

Thinking of this, a group of monks looked at Yuan Lu pitifully, the meaning couldn't be clearer, can you add a few futons?

The answer is of course no.

Yuan Lu took a look at the few people occupying the seats, and he knew it in his heart. In fact, many creatures after the prehistoric promotion were no worse than them in terms of aptitude and talent, but they still suffered from being born late, no matter whether it was cultivation or strength. The power is not as good as these few.

"That's the position from now on, now the sermon begins."

After hearing Yuan Lu's words, all the monks felt even more empty in their hearts, as if they had lost a lot of things, but the sermon had already started, and it was useless to think about it, so they might as well listen to the sermon and improve their cultivation Woolen cloth.

"The Immortal...The Immortal...The Immortal...The Immortal...

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Yuan Lu started to talk about the Dao, starting from the human immortals, and retold the practice path for a group of monks, and the group of monks soon became immersed in it.

The most surprising ones were those who did not enter Ziwei Palace.

The Da Luo Jinxian in the starry sky, and those monks outside the starry sky whose strength is lower than the Da Luo Jinxian, all discovered at this moment that they could hear the voice of listening to the Tao, not only them, but even those whose strength is too low to reach the sky The monks can also hear the sound of Dao Xi.

The voice of Daozu's preaching spread throughout the whole prehistoric world. At this moment, all the spirits of the prehistoric wilderness were overjoyed, and began to sit cross-legged on the ground, listening to the Tao and enlightening the Tao.

It's just that as the time of preaching continued, many monks gradually could no longer hear the sound of the Great Dao. At this time, they discovered that it seemed that they could not hear it after they reached the next level of their own realm. At that time, they also seemed to realize something.

Daozu may be afraid that they will not be able to eat too much, so he is so ambitious!

It's a pity, but it's a great surprise to be able to listen to the sermon. How dare you ask for too much. After saluting to the starry sky, these monks began to digest what they had learned from listening to the sermon, striving to be able to go to the next level. Many monks have never done it How long does it take to break through the realm.

In the blink of an eye, nearly 3000 years have passed.

None of the monks outside Ziwei Palace could hear the voice of Taoist Ancestor, and only the people in Ziwei Palace were still listening to Yuan Lu preaching the practice of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"Get the way but forget the way..."

At this time, all the monks seem to have realized something. It turned out that only the way of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is like this. The accumulation of cultivation progress.

boom!
A golden light flew up, and many monks were awakened immediately. Seeing that Taoist Taiqing, who was actually the leader of the Sanqing, took the opportunity to break through the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, he felt envious in his heart.

But this golden light seems to be just the beginning, followed by Emperor Fusang, Immortal Emperor Wangshu, Taoist Yuqing, Taoist Shangqing, Immortal Emperor Five Elements, Immortal Emperor Tianfu, Immortal Jinlu, Immortal Zulong, Immortal Phoenix, Immortal Qilin .

A series of eleven monks broke through to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, dyeing the entire Ziwei Palace in gold, but Yuanlu just flicked his long sleeves, and the golden light was immediately covered, and golden lotuses with spiritual energy fell towards the eleven monks. And after all this was done, the voice of preaching came up again. Although the monks were envious, they still suppressed their thoughts and continued to listen to the sermon.

No matter how powerful others are, they belong to others. Only what you hear in your own ears is your own.

In a blink of an eye, 3000 years have passed, and the period of the first sermon has expired. It talks about the road from human immortals to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

It is all-encompassing and contains thousands of methods, and it seems that no matter any ethnic group can find a path that belongs to them.

"This is the end of the first sermon, and a thousand years later, the second sermon begins."

And as the sound stopped, a group of monks looked again, and there was no sound of Taoist ancestor in front of them.

Everyone knew that the first sermon was really over.

"Respectfully send off Daozu, and thank Daozu for preaching."

(End of this chapter)