I, the God of Prehistoric Time, control infinite time and space

Chapter 136 Chapter 136

"Cough cough!"

"Go away!"

"By the way, is this poor in the west? Even a broken futon would run up to sit on it."

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Seeing Kunpeng leaving, Zhunti sat on the fifth futon without saying a word.

It was Kunpeng who was angry, not himself.

What are you doing with so much?
"Sit down here, and the order of the sermons will be in this order in the future. It cannot be changed, and it must not be changed!"

Saint Hongjun shouted, and his voice echoed in the ears of many creatures.

Next, the preaching begins.

He preached three times, the first time being Da Luo Jinxian Dao.

Nowadays, most of the three thousand mortals who came here from the prehistoric period are in the early or middle stages of Daluo Jinxian.

There are very few who have reached the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

Perhaps it is because of the slow cultivation of a generation of innate souls, because the way of heaven was born, and the pressure of the rules will become greater and greater in the future.

Turning his head, the entire top of the sky is filled with wisps of faint light. Outside the prehistoric world, the Zixiao Palace glows with golden light, and the purple light turns around, which is extremely dazzling.

Layers of colored glaze are flying, golden lotuses are in full bloom, rays of light appear out of thin air, purple air travels [-] miles from the east...

"The Great Dao has no form, the great music has no sound, and the elephant has no form...!"

"Three thousand ways of Taoism exist in the sky and the earth, Taoism is not Taoism, and there is no name..."

"The Tao has no form, but it has form!"

"Seek the Tao, ask the heart...there is a Tao in the heart, the world is the Tao, there is no Tao in the heart, the Tao will not be manifested...!"

"The Tao is endless...the Tao has no birth and death...!"

"Great Law is immortal, and it will last forever..."

"Da Luo is not immortal, three flowers gather on the top, flourishing in his heart...!
"Tao, if it is Tao, it is not Tao!"

"Tao, non-Tao, all are Tao!"

"road……!"

For a while, as the aura of the sage of Zixiao Palace became thicker, the dense aura circulated endlessly, like the bright moonlight, scattered on all living beings...

"Listen to Da Luo Dao, seek Da Dao's heart!"

"I got it!"

There are creatures in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian who break through on the spot. Under the preaching of the saint, they have the power to protect all living beings, no thunder comes to the world, no catastrophe appears...everything is so natural.

Living beings realize the Tao, the original source of the prehistoric is increased, an invisible thrust, pushing the prehistoric to become stronger, and pushing the prehistoric to a new path...

Ask for the truth, ask for the heart...

"Look, someone has gathered three flowers to gather the true fruit of Da Luo. This is the real Dao fruit!"

"This person has already reached the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian, it's really terrifying!"

"It's the creatures of the Dragon Clan. Look, do the Dragon Clan still exist?"

"Not only the dragon clan, but also the phoenix and unicorn clans have come here to hear it!"

Congenital Trinity…

That is the second-generation powerful man, and it is not a problem to reach the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

"Look, Xuangui Clan!"

"They are also a powerful race of that era, twin sea and land beasts, and I heard that their patriarch is the top powerhouse at the peak of Daluo Jinxian."

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"It is rumored that the era of the three tribes of the Xiantian was called the Great Tribulation of the Dragon and Han. In that era, the Da Luo Jinxian came out in large numbers, and there were even many quasi-sages who surpassed the Da Luo Jinxian."

"Thinking about it, this ancient race may have flourished and risen completely in the years when this saint was born!"

The great powers talked a lot.

Sure enough, as expected of a sage preaching, I even made a breakthrough.

The 3000 years, in the real world like the prehistoric, are fleeting with the flick of a finger.

There are many listeners, and most of them have broken through a realm and have a lot of insights.

Just like the big races such as the dragon clan and the phoenix clan, they also use photo stones to save the images of saints preaching, and return them to the clan, so that the younger disciples can use them to observe and learn, and realize the boundless Tao.

Although there is no such wonderful feeling as coming to Zixiao Palace in person, it is also a good way to improve your strength.

When the time reaches the journey of time, the flowers on the other side will bloom.

A ray of red light filled his face, and the gate of Zixiao Palace opened...

Saint Hongjun disappeared.

Daotong shouted to the souls who were still immersed in the Taoism and learning: "This time the sermon is over, the sage has left, and you can leave now."

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During a burst of thanks, three thousand Hongchen guests left the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

From the chaos, go back the same way and head towards the prehistoric.

Farewell to all roads.

Di Jun and Tai Yi traveled together with Fuxi and Nuwa, intending to return to the prehistoric world together.

As everyone knows, on the way, I met...

"What?"

"A bunch of savages, good dogs don't get in the way!"

Fuxi replied to the twelve figures blocking the road in front of him.

That's right, back home from school, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are about to get down to business.

"What are you doing, beat you up!"

Di Jiang drilled his fist and swung it towards Fuxi, the meaning was obvious.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witch?"

Di Jun stroked his chin, and looked at the twelve humanoid creatures in front of him. They were dressed in plain clothes, basically made of coarse cloth, and could not be compared with Fuxi Nuwa, himself and Taiyi, who were innately holy.

After all, Fuxi was wearing a black gossip robe, very majestic.

Nuwa was wearing a turquoise gown, a divine phoenix hairpin on her head, and a pair of small gold chains on her wrists, which was also very noble and elegant.

As for himself and Tai Yi, they bear the aura of the emperor, the appearance of the emperor, and are dressed in golden Taoist robes, shining with golden light.

It is conceivable that this gap is indeed like the feeling of the imperial power nobles facing a group of ordinary people.

"A fight?"

Nuwa waved her hand, and behind her appeared a huge Dharma image with the head of a man and the body of a snake.

The normal state is in human form, except when fighting or bored, Nu Wa returns to snake body.

But now, the Twelve Ancestral Witches blocking him were the guys who hated him deeply back then.

"Yin Yang Lingzhu, come out!"

Nuwa waved her hand and took out two beads, one black and one white, from her cuff.

"Holy Spirit Orb and Demon Orb?"

"Two top-grade innate spirit treasures?"

Seeing this, Di Jun couldn't help being a little surprised. Although it was not as good as his Hetu Luoshu, it was also a very harmful offensive magic weapon.

The key point is that the spirit beads that coexist with yin and yang, holy devil, and together are the best innate spirit treasures. Although they can't reach the category of top-level spirit treasures, they are enough to shock others.

"Ahem, sister, it's impossible!"

Fuxi pulled Nuwa back, then took out a seven-stringed guqin, brown-gray in appearance, and placed it in front of him.

"Exquisite Innate Spirit Treasure?"

Di Jun once again saw a top-quality innate spirit treasure, and he also praised Fuxi's Nuwa's heel, which was no lower than himself and Taiyi.

"The array of piano sounds, disillusionment!"

With a big wave of Fuxi's hand, in the chaotic midair, a huge formation was directly presented, covering the twelve ancestor witches in front.

Then, with a smile, he took Nuwa and Dijun Taiyi and left.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are in the formation, and they feel the sound of the piano that is disillusioned with life and death, which is a bit weird.

"Damn it, break the formation!"

The twelve ancestor witches gathered together, shielded their hearing, and began to bombard the surroundings.

With the effort of a cup of tea, the formation is directly broken.

But the figures of Fuxi and Nuwa had long since disappeared.

There are still some creatures coming and going around.

God Lei Ze passed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, glanced at them, and said nothing.

Daoist Qingmu flew over their heads without saying anything.

It can only be said that a generation of innate gods and demons is indifferent to the battle between these three generations of great powers.

After all, they are all big bosses at the pinnacle of quasi-sages. Except for saints, they are already at the peak of prehistoric combat power. It doesn't make any sense to care about the battle between these big Luo ants.

Fuxi left this place with Nuwa and Taiyi Dijun, and when they arrived in Honghuang, they all laughed one after another.

"A group of barbarians, one formation is enough to make them bother for a while, fighting with them is really a waste of time!"

Fuxi laughed.

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(End of this chapter)