Hong Huang: The Emperor of Heaven Walking Out of the Ruins

Chapter 30

"Huh? This green energy is all returned to us. The old man is really a kind person, and he didn't act as a middleman."

"But it's inevitable that smart people will be tempted."

While Cang Ming was thinking, those gods with ideas had already acted.

"The teacher taught us the Dharma, and then we create it ourselves and pass it on to all beings. Isn't that when the disciples grow stronger, the youthful energy can also grow? Wouldn't it be fun to be the master of the way?"

The changes in the prehistoric world are well understood by the sages on Yujing Mountain.

Hongjun in Zixiao Palace saw phantoms floating in the long river of Time Dao.

Seven-orifice circular furnace, three clear lights, two yin and yang good fortune, half withered yellow and half emerald green bamboo branches, seven-colored treasure staff.

The big sun, the full moon, the divine clock, a little pure sun, the black and yellow book, the red lotus, the giant kun, the red clouds and other artifacts, according to the way, there are thousands of three flowers emerging in the sky.

There are also twelve god-shaped giants sitting cross-legged on the ground below Buzhou Mountain.

In the "oven" of the prehistoric world, under the burning of "firewood", the essence of endless chaos turned into innate energy and rolled towards the heaven and earth, and the power of the immortal way officially appeared.

Among them, the furnace-shaped phantom is alone, and it is in the forefront alongside the three clear lights, yin and yang good fortune, bamboo branches and precious trees, and the sun and moon divine clock, faintly leading the way.

"Boy Cangming, not bad."

Hongjun stroked his beard and smiled, and then he looked worried again, a dispute on the road will arise!
"Hehe, the younger generations have their own blessings. As an old man, I just need to guard the last hurdle, so that the world will not be reversed."

If Cang Ming heard this, he would definitely organize this old man well and discipline your third prince well, his one just crossed the sea, but yours will turn upside down!
After being promoted to Daluo, all the saints have understood the benefits of preaching, and their minds have become active.

On the sun star, Emperor Jun Xihe and Tai Yi overlooked the prehistoric land.

"Brother, I will form a phantom of Dao fruit, this green energy is strong, the painstaking practice is too slow, the great world will rise, slow step by step!"

"Second brother is right. I think that among the three tribes of Kaitian, the ancestors of each tribe will benefit a lot. If Mohu hadn't intervened, maybe the three tribes would have taken control of this world."

"The prehistoric starry sky is only pregnant with the three of us, and the other main stars have only the origin, but no holiness. After all, they cannot support a group of people."

"Sister, don't worry, the three of us are in charge of the starry sky, and the origin of the stars can be mobilized at will. Now that there are many creatures on the prehistoric land, we can also recruit a group of good hands and turn them into star gods!"

The divine light in Taiyan's eyes was shining brightly, thinking that the three clans of Kaitian can be called the ancestors, I am the dignified and supreme star god, holding the innate treasure, how can I be weaker than others?
Di Jun had already thought about this: "When the three flowers gathered, I deduced Heshu Luotu to get a big formation, and I just needed to go to the boundary to gather people. When the three of us will unify the stars of this week, lead a lineage, and be the master of this way!"

While the three of them were talking, a lofty ambition rose in their hearts!
Honghuang Beiming
"Beiming? Hehe, but a savage beast, Kunpeng, dares to call himself Beiming, what a joke!"

"Haha, what kind of innate god are you, Kunpeng? I am ashamed to be with you, but you are a strange monster!"

Under the glacier, Kunpeng frowned and his face was a little distorted. Looking back on when he had just transformed into a form and wandered in the wilderness, everyone uttered evil words when they saw it, and their contempt was beyond words.

"Daoguoxu is the reflection of mind and spirit, Kunpeng is Kunpeng, haha, monsters are monsters!"

"In this world, except for those three Star Venerables, the water genus comrades don't treat me differently, and the rest are insulting and deceiving me!"

"In the land of the Northern Darkness, there are many savage beasts, and they are muddled. The saint taught us three thousand saints to be the teacher of all living beings."

"I should learn from it and educate this northern beast, and call it a demon!"

"When I succeed in the future, I, Kunpeng, will be the teacher of all monsters!"

"Who dares to underestimate me?"

Kunpeng has suffered all kinds of hardships in the bitter cold land, and his temperament is tenacious. Since you call me a monster, then I will create a monster clan!
The Twelve Holy Spirits at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain were beaten up by the Cangming people, and after learning from the pain, all the primordial spirits merged into the body, and the turbid energy surged.

The god form dissipated, and twelve giants appeared! The real body appeared, and the power was dozens of times stronger than before.

"Haha, I'll wait for the true body to be completed!"

"Brother, my 12 brothers and sisters have opened up a new way, which is different from those cultivators, why don't we choose another name?"

"That's fine, God the Father goes up to the sky and down to the ground, and we are born on both sides, this way is destined to be a witch!"

"Witch? Haha, good name, I will be a witch!"

"The 12 of me will be ancestor witches!"

When all the ancestor witches determined the name of the clan, the hall shook, and a pool of turbid energy and blood appeared.

The ancestral witch's breath is connected to the blood pool, and the origin is known in a moment.

When the clan treasures come out, the Wu clan should prosper!
On Zifu Island, under the hibiscus tree, Chunyang and Lei Ze sat on the futon, preaching the way of immortality, and the surrounding creatures came here admiringly.

Chunyang is the ultimate yang, holding several spirit treasures in his hands. The last time Zixiao Palace and Dijun met, several people knew that they would have a meeting sooner or later.

Naturally, Chunyang had been prepared for a long time, and he brought in his friend Lei Ze, and the two created a Taoist system, known as the "Zhiyang" Tao, and there were many disciples and a great momentum.

In a certain corner of the East China Sea, there is a news that someone with good deeds said that Chunyang should be the leader of the heaven and earth yang, the head of the yang, and the supreme of the heaven and earth.

The reputation spread more and more widely, and several Sanhua Daluos went to the Zifu to conspire for great things! Many innate and acquired creatures admired each other and entered the Pure Yang Taoism.

All of a sudden, the Great Desolate Continent was full of excitement, and there were countless preachers and people who established a group of people.

All the supernatural beings opened the gates of the mountain and preached their own Dao. Saint Hongjun also gradually gained the title of "Tao Patriarch", and his three friends were collectively called "Four Patriarchs of Yujing Mountain"!
after a yuan meeting
The East China Sea does not dye the island, and the white lotus is blooming, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

In the small building, Cangming is enjoying tea and chatting with Sanqing who came to visit.

"Fellow Daoists, this place has a special flavor. It does not lose a blessed and pure land, but it is too small."

Taoist Yuqing is used to living in the Kunlun Divine Mountain, so this Buyan Island is beautiful, but it is a little smaller.

The Daoist Shangqing looked at the pond full of innate white lotuses and the innate spirit treasures used for decoration, and joked, "Fellow Daoist, you told the teacher about the hardships at that time, and then look at this small building built with spiritual materials, and the Sanguang Shenshui as a pond, haha."

But Cangming didn't answer directly, and said with a light smile: "Compared to the teacher, isn't it just that I am in extreme hardship?"

"Hahaha, you."

Sanqing pointed at Cangming together and laughed out loud, I didn't expect you, Cangming, to be so cunning.

"Fellow daoists, come with me, I'll go fishing later."

Cang Ming led the three of them to the pavilion, and in the small pond, the Sanguangshenshui was flowing, and there were two or three lotus flowers on it, randomly adorning it.

There are fish jumping out of the water constantly in the pool, and white cranes are flying on it, making a burst of crane chirping, a scene of immortality.

The exquisite little elephant sprays spiritual water from its trunk and mouth, watering the exotic grasses and fairy flowers beside the pavilion. It is small and cute.

Not afraid to see people coming, babbling over, spraying water on Cangming.

"Go, go, stupid little fool."

Cangming waved his sleeve lightly, a gust of wind blew the little elephant aside.

Everyone came to the pavilion together, and the fishing rods were ready.

(End of this chapter)