I am the junior fellow student of Sanqing in the prehistoric times

Chapter 66 Farewell
Now that the four of them finished discussing their Tao, the atmosphere naturally relaxed.

Talking about some ancient gossip and some astronomical truths, Yuan Qing also took out the spiritual wine he bought from Hongjun and got drunk with a few people. It was so enjoyable!

In a few years, Yuan Qing and Tong Tian will say goodbye at the valley entrance of Fengming Mountain.

After all, they have a task assigned by Hongjun, and they need to visit the ancestor of Yin and Yang as soon as possible.

Tong Tian was a little bit reluctant, he was much more at ease in Fengming Mountain than in Kunlun Mountain, he didn't have any dislike from his seniors, and he didn't have the honest teaching from his master, he was very comfortable.

Tongtian took out another white porcelain bottle and put it in Nuwa's hand: "Sister Nuwa, this is the spirit of good fortune that was born on my Qingping sword nearly ten thousand years ago. It is of no use to me, but it must be of great use to my sister."

"It's not much, so just accept it."

Nuwa did not refuse, the energy of creation was indeed of great use to her.

"Thank you Brother Tongtian!"

Tongtian grinned and glanced at Junior Brother Yuan Qing proudly. In recent years, for some unknown reason, Sister Nuwa has become closer to Junior Brother Yuan Qing, which made Tongtian feel uncomfortable for a while.

But Tong Tian didn't know that Yuan Qing felt a little close because of Nuwa's future as the Holy Mother of Human Race; while Nuwa was much purer, simply because Yuan Qing was good-looking and strong. He is easy-going and can't help being a little close.

Especially after hearing that Yuan Qing had created the Golden Immortal Dao under the seat of Hongjun Patriarch, he became even more admirable.

Founders are rare.

Tongtian was a little jealous of Yuan Qing, but when he saw that Tongtian had given him some gifts, Yuan Qing was not stingy and reached out and took out two lotus seeds.

One is the lotus seed of the cyan good fortune green lotus, and the other is the lotus seed of the white pure world white lotus.

But it is obvious that the halo emitted by the blue lotus seeds is much stronger than that of the white lotus seeds.Yuan Qing gave the blue lotus seeds to Nuwa and said: "Meeting is fate. This green lotus seed is the lotus seed of good fortune. It is rich in good fortune. I believe that fellow Taoist Nuwa will not bury it."

The Green Lotus Seeds were formed by the overflow of the origin of the Green Lotus when it was promoted to a higher grade. There were four of them in total, and they were retained by Yuan Qing.

The one given to Nuwa today is one of them.

Nu Wa wanted to decline, after all, there was a legacy of memory, she knew that this lotus seed followed.But it is also like this, she can't say no to Lianzi who is compatible with her origin.

In the end, I could only say dryly: "Thank you, Taoist Brother Yuan Qing!" and took the green lotus seed.

Compared with green lotus seeds, this white lotus seed is much cheaper. Fuxi took it carelessly, bowed to Yuanqing and said in thanks: "Fuxi will definitely not let down the kindness of fellow daoist for gifting lotus!"

The implication is that if Yuan Qing is in need, he can come to him, and he, Fu Xi, recognizes the friendship of this lotus seed.

Yuan Qing was satisfied now, these spiritual objects and treasures were tasteless to him, they were of little use, and they were like pearls and dark dust in his hands.

If it is used to make connections, it will be a bit convenient for him to take charge of the prehistoric future when some lucky people have not yet grown up to leave friendship.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qing sent an invitation to Nvwa Fuxi: "Fellow Nvwa and Fuxi, if you have free time in the future, why don't you come to Kunlun, I think Master will be very happy."

During the discussion, Nuwa was extremely interested in the Taoism. After all, she was not a follower of rules, and the freer Taoism was more popular with her.

Fuxi, on the other hand, had little interest in immortality and didn't care about it.

But he is not that kind of person who is shameless, and immediately responded: "If there is a chance, I will definitely visit Senior Hongjun."

The three of them had a harmonious atmosphere here, enjoying themselves happily, ignoring the extremely strong resentment on the side.

When Yuan Qing turned around and prepared to go to the starry sky, he realized that there was something strange in the sky.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing!" Tongtian lifted his Taoist robe and turned around coldly to leave.

Yuan Qing was a little baffled, said goodbye to Nuwa Fuxi, and quickly got up to follow.

The road to the starry sky is not easy, and the two of them are only in the Taiyi realm, so if they get lost, they will just sit on the wax.

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In Kunlun Mountain, inside the Lundao Cave, two figures rushed in to pay homage to Hongjun.

"Master, Master!" Yuan Shi, who had always been graceful and graceful, was a little panicked at this moment: "What kind of nerve did Tong Tian lose? He actually allowed Hou Tian's swordsmanship to disperse?"

Lao Tzu was no longer calm as before, he really wanted to slap Tong Tian on the head, and the good master of swordsmanship was gone like this, and San Qing's great opportunity to become famous was also gone.

Hongjun didn't panic at all, he was still puzzled when Tongtian dissipated the vision of heaven, but he understood after a while.

My little apprentice is very angry!
Looking at the two flustered disciples below, Patriarch Hongjun wanted to slap them away with a slap, he didn't even trust his younger brother!
"Nothing!" Hongjun replied with half-drowsed eyes, "Tongtian is unwilling to accept that swordsmanship is only the acquired way, and wants to prove the innate swordsmanship, and so on."

Originally, Hongjun felt that when Yuanshi and Laozi heard the news, they should at least express their support for the head office, not to mention helping them.

Unexpectedly, Yuanshi choked Hongjun half to death with just one sentence.

"Bongtian! Confused! Confused! Bongtian!"

Yuanshi was heartbroken!

"Doesn't he know how difficult it is to prove the innateness by going against the acquired? Moreover, the majesty of the way of heaven cannot tolerate the arrogance of heaven!"

I also looked distressed, obviously very unfavorable to Tongtian.

Hongjun:.
Good disciple, you are really a good disciple who knows me well!
Before Hongjun had a chance to lecture them, Yuanshi and Laozi hurriedly walked out of the cave, apparently preparing to persuade Tongtian.

Hongjun:.
"What are you doing?" Hongjun waved his sleeves, took the two of them over, and closed the door of the cave.

Fortunately, Yuan Shi and Lao Tzu still respected their teachers and did not struggle.

But his face was also very ugly.

Hongjun put them on the futon, pretending to be lecturing, and said earnestly: "Tongtian is not only your younger brother, but also Sanqing Tongtian, the descendant of Pangu."

Hongjun talked for a long time and said a lot, and then he took over from me and said: "No matter what, Tongtian is my destined brother, I can't ignore him!"

Hongjun felt that he had never been so speechless in his life: "I'm not saying that I don't need to care about Tongtian, but you have to believe in Tongtian and his choices!"

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Not to mention how their master and apprentice toss each other, Tong Tian and Yuan Qing are very comfortable.

Yuan Qing didn't know that Tongtian was uncomfortable, but Yuan Qing was very comfortable anyway.

On the way to the starry sky, you have to pass through a chaotic gap. When Yuan Qing was in the chaos, you realized that the chaotic body was really against the sky.

Yuan Qing is like a swimming fish, swimming proudly in the chaos, the energy of chaos cannot be eroded, but scrambling to get into Yuan Qing's body to help him exercise.

In a short period of time, Yuan Qing felt that his body was hardened a lot, and the essence and energy in his energy and spirit were filled extremely quickly.

Tongtian on the side looked dumbfounded. The Qingping Sword stood on top of his head, hanging down the air of creation, so that he could barely resist the erosion of the energy of chaos.

It doesn't look like Yuan Qing, it's like coming home!

　Brothers, I woke up and had another drink in the afternoon. This incident made me realize the importance of saving manuscripts. I won’t do it next time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)