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

Chapter 54
All the saints are showing their supernatural powers, and Taoist Taiqing has initially communicated with the yin and yang and Tai Chi diagrams.

I saw the Taiji map flying out from his soul, and a golden bridge crossed into the chaotic sea, stopped the turbulent tide, and carried the three brothers straight to the land of Fenbao.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi swayed the Chaos Clock, the Chaos solidified and there were no waves, and could no longer stop the footsteps of the people in the Heavenly Court. The golden rainbow rose and escaped into the Chaos Sea.

The rest of the people all resorted to their magical powers, not wanting to fall behind.

Cangming wandered in the chaotic sea, and the chaotic sea raised huge waves, rolling him towards his destination.

At this time the Sanqing brothers were the first to arrive, one of them waved his sleeves, and he did not know how many spirit treasures he had rolled up, the golden bridge reappeared, and the three of them had already returned to the main hall.

The people in the heavenly court and the two of Mount Sumeru arrived later, each took some spiritual treasures and returned to the main hall.

Cangming was a little curious about what the legendary Fenbaoyan was. If Lingbao said it, he could just follow his fate, and it wasn't a treasure, so he didn't need to resort to real means.

"Oh, what a disappointment!"

Cangming took a few spirit treasures at random, looked at the object carrying the spirit treasures, it was gray-black in color, with restrained divine light, it looked solid and abnormal, even the chaotic breath could not obliterate the slightest bit.

Isn't this the Chaos Divine Iron?
"I'm too lazy to wait, there are too many at home, so let's go~"

Without any hesitation, Cang Ming turned around and returned to the main hall.

Afterwards, the large troops rushed to it one after another, and when the divine light surged, the Lingbao on Fenbaoyan was suddenly empty, and no one was ashamed to take the remaining "plate" away in the end.

Daoist Ran Deng's eyes flickered a few times, but he still held back and didn't make a move, that's all, the chaotic god iron is hard to refine, and it can't be refined into spiritual treasures, just like a stubborn stone, it's not worthwhile to accept people's jokes.

It's better to spend time picking a saint disciple to get closer.

All the saints got up and returned to the Zixiao Palace, their minds were much more stable. They were agitated in the main hall just now, but now they have gained something on Fenbaoyan, and it is not so uncomfortable.

The sage's three lectures were over, and those who returned to the hall were also wondering what the teacher had to explain.

When Hongjun saw the disciples returning after taking the treasure, all of them were happy, not as depressed as before.

These darlings of heaven and earth and myself can be regarded as mentors and apprentices. As a teacher, there is only this.

He Hongjun made the way of immortality the mainstream of the prehistoric world, and he also wanted to reconcile the three ways of the prehistoric world, so that the world can grow and everyone can benefit.

It is not for one person and one family, he has considered the choice of the six apprentices, but he is a little surprised that the last purple air did not choose Cangming.

However, seeing that Cangming has remained silent, he probably has his own thoughts.

That's good too, all the saints practice his immortal way, among them, those with outstanding talents can open up a few more paths on this basis to complement the immortal way, Hongjun is happy to see it.

"Haha, it would be the best if there is someone who is more outstanding than my old way in the creation of the world!"

Daoist Hongjun is full of expectations in his heart, and the long river of Time Dao is rolling down. He naturally hopes that one generation will be stronger than the next, which shows that he is qualified as a Taoist.

If he, the Daoist, is the pinnacle, wouldn't that be a kind of sadness?
"There is a thriving scene in the world. I, the old Taoist, have proved the Tao. I still need to persist in one or two kalpas to stabilize the situation. In this life, I have reached the Great Consummation. I am worthy of the kindness of heaven and earth's upbringing, and I am worthy of the entrustment of my old friend Huadao. I am worthy of my heart!"

For Saint Hongjun, life and death are no longer important. He has long seen through life and death, and what he is still worried about is the coming calamity.

"The younger generation still needs to be self-improving. In the end, I will let the old Daoist take action to save the crisis, but it will save my face."

For some reason, Taoist Shangqing under the stage still feels a little chilly in this saint's dojo, strange, strange.

Just when he was wondering, the teacher's voice came from the Taoist platform: "Three Lectures are over, you can go back! From now on, I will close the Zixiao Palace and ignore foreign affairs. You will decide on the world's major affairs, and you should do it yourself!"

After Hongjun finished speaking, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he led everyone out of Zixiao Palace with a wave of his sleeves.

A group of predestined guests from Zixiao Palace paid respects to the main hall: "The teacher's words, I will abide by them at that time, and live up to the teacher's entrustment!"

"Well, let's go!"

"only!"

The saints were relieved to see the sage's attitude of retreat and cultivation. It seems that the teacher has really let go!
Dozens of cold lights in the crowd stared at Hongyun closely, and when they left the dojo, they had better get close to Taoist Hongyun!
Zhen Yuanzi pulled Taoist Hongyun to stand still, and stayed in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace to see who dares to make a move!
The two of them pretended to be retreating in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace. They are very free, right? Then they retreat together in the Saint Dojo.

A group of people stood deadlocked in front of the main hall, and Cang Ming was not interested in seeing the situation, so he turned his head and stepped into the sea of ​​chaos.

On the top of Buzhou Mountain, Pangu's power remains, everything is silent, only the sound of the wind blowing in the Nine Heavens.

The Heavenly Court mobilizes the starlight with a large array of stars in the sky to cover this side of the world.

On the top of the mountain, two figures could be seen faintly, and when the power of the two collided, the wind was blown away.

Di Jiang thought in his heart that as expected, this Di Jun also had thoughts about Cangli Palace, it seems that Cangming is doomed!
Before the third lecture, Dijun didn't want to deal with Cangming so soon, but it was a matter of his chance to become a Daoist. Only after the Cangli Palace was destroyed, could he focus on dealing with the enemy of life and death in front of him!
Both of them had the same idea, and they didn't want to say too much, their eyes confirmed each other's thoughts.

"After 5 years?"

"5 years later!"

The leaders of the two clans decided this matter with a period of 5 years, each with their own ulterior motives, so there is nothing to talk about.

As the stars rotate around the sky, Emperor Jun disappears on the top of Buzhou Mountain under the shroud of starlight.

Dijiang's figure is blurred, blending into the space, and descending along Buzhou Mountain.

The Heavenly Court and the gates of the Lingxiao Palace were closed, Fuxi and Nuwa were not present, and they had already returned to Qifeng Mountain for retreat, and Di Jun did not notify the two of them.

The two have a good relationship with Cang Ming, Di Jun thinks that it is best not to tell, because the two of them are caught in the middle, in a dilemma.

Besides, with all the top powerhouses from the two Lich Clans out there, they still can't win a Cangming?
Di Jun sat on the throne: "Everyone, I have confirmed with the Wu Clan just now, and we will do it in 5 years!"

In the crowd, Kunpeng thought it was a pity, the battle for the Dao is so cruel, there is no room for shrinking back!
Everyone is ordered to prepare for the great war in 5 years.

At the bottom of Buzhou Mountain, there is the Pangu Hall.

The innate turbid energy surged, and the black and yellow breath contained the avatars of the ancestor witches.

Zhu Rong seemed impatient: "Brother, do you want to do it after 5 years?"

"That's right, it's time to settle with Cang Ming!"

Gong Gong sneered: "Oh, the Yaozu group will definitely miss the water eye, and let them go when the time comes. I have led the tribe to make arrangements at the source of the river, and we will wait for the water eye to collapse!"

But Gou Mang was a little unwilling: "Brother, why don't you take advantage of the situation and rush to Tanggu after the Cangming is destroyed, so that our Wu Clan can take the upper hand."

Although Di Jiang was tempted, he didn't want his old opponent to be unguarded, so he cut off his thoughts: "Don't be impulsive, the Yaozu will definitely defend Tanggu, first destroy the blue sea, get the water eye, and then wait for the opportunity!"

Most of the ancestor witches who supported Dijiang felt that the Yaozu would not be careless, so it is better to win the Shuiyan first to counteract Tanggu's yang energy.

At that time, the gods and gods in the Twelve Capitals will be in full swing. Are you afraid that there will be no chance?
For a moment, the two focal points of heaven and earth, one is the location of Nanzhou Hongyun Dojo, and the other is the friction between the two Lich clans again, and the catastrophe is pervasive.

Of course the latter could be for someone to see!
(End of this chapter)