Chaos earth, fire, Fengshui, raging, the vast starry sky, the stars and silver lights, and the chaotic beasts let out bursts of roars.

In the middle of the chaos, there is an ancient hall exuding a mysterious and eternal aura.

The plaque of the hall, three mysterious Taoist patterns: "Zixiao Palace"

The Zixiao Palace Gate was closed, and a young man stood quietly in front of the palace gate.

"Haotian, I have met you all my senior brothers." The boy guarding the door of Haotian saluted respectfully to the saints.

All the saints nodded, "Please see Teacher Hongjun."

"Senior Brother Zhu, please wait."

Haotian entered the hall to report that the gate of Zixiao Palace opened soon.

Laozi of Taiqing and Tianzun Yuanshi, guided him and Zhunti into the hall and waited quietly.

Soon, the old man in gray cloth slowly walked out from behind the hall.

"I've seen the teacher." Lao Tzu of Taiqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, Gui Yin, and Zhunti all saluted respectfully.

Hongjun gave all the saints a mysterious and profound feeling. Every time he saw him, he felt that the teacher had made great progress in his cultivation. He could not guess at all the current cultivation level of Daozu Hongjun.

Hongjun sat upright on the cushion, glanced at the Four Saints, and slowly spoke, "I already know your purpose."

Yuanshi Tianzun listened to Teacher Hongjun's words and immediately followed, "Teacher, if there were no saints wandering through the three realms, the disciples of the great sect could not manage the three realms at all."

"Now the prehistoric world is in chaos, and the orthodox Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court has been driven off the stage by the human race. His disrespect for the heavens, does not worship the earth, does not respect the saints, and disrupts the order of the three realms. This is truly unforgivable."

"Haha." Hongjun chuckled.

"You can't manage the three realms with the most treasures in your hands, even the three saints can't manage the three realms well?" Hongjun asked back.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked a little embarrassed, but he did not dare to hit Hongjun Daozu and tried to explain: "Disciple is frightened, then Wei Shuyu has attained the Human Emperor Dao Fruit..."

Hongjun's eyes seemed to be looking at Yuanshi, as if he was looking at the Four Saints, as if he was looking at the spirits of the Three Realms of the Three Realms. "The saints established a great sect and had unique luck. The disciples, their understanding, and their qualifications were all excellent, but they could not give birth to a person who could truly be charming in the world."

Lao Tzu of Taiqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Zhunti all lowered his head. Hearing Teacher Hongjun's intention to hold him accountable, he hurriedly said, "Disciples are afraid!"

"The old Taoist has no intention of being accountable."

Hongjun spoke by himself, and the sound of the word was vast, "Everything has a glimmer of life, and the human race has seized this glimmer of life."

Taiqing's eyes moved slightly, "What the teacher said is the teachings of the third brother..."

"Why, Tongtian didn't come?"

The four saints looked at each other, but they all didn't know how to respond.

"Forget it." Hongjun shook his head again, no longer mentioning Tongtian.

Taiqing I was silent for a long time, and finally tried to ask: "Teacher, the great catastrophe of the gods has passed for a long time, and the number of catastrophes of Journey to the West has ended. Can the rules of heaven and earth change?"

"Everything is changing, the number of hours and fate can change, why can't the rules change?" Hongjun's voice was profound and mysterious.

The four saints all had their faces showing their intentions, "What the teacher means... can the saint wander around the prehistoric world?"

"Heaven and earth still cannot withstand the power of saints, do you understand?"

"Yes, I will follow the teacher's teachings!" The saints were happy. The ban was finally lifted. The saints could take action in the three realms, and of course, warn them not to break the world.

The four saints came together to ask the teacher to lift the ban. Now that the ban is lifted, the saints have nothing to do, so they respectfully bow and leave.

"Although the ban is resolved, I still have something to tell you about as a teacher." Hongjun's face also became solemn.

Lao Tzu of Taiqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, was instructed, and the four saints of Cundi bowed again. He felt a little shocked. He had not seen the teacher like this for several years, "Listen to the teacher's order."

"The great disaster is coming." The four-character sounds surround the hall.

The four saints heard the great catastrophe and the holy body couldn't help but tremble slightly, shocked, blurted out, wondering: "How many years have the great catastrophe just passed by? How could the great catastrophe come so soon?"

"What the old Taoist said is not the extreme disaster, but the great disaster of heaven and earth."

"Hiss! Hiss!" Even the Four Saints couldn't help but take a breath of cold air at this moment, with a look of horror in their eyes, "Infinite disaster?"

Hongjun preached the sermon of Zixiao Palace back then, but he said that the saint's soul is placed on the way of heaven. If it is not the arrival of countless kalpas, the saint will never die!

The great disaster of heaven and earth, and countless disasters have arrived, will the saint still be immortal?

Hongjun shook his head slowly, "It is not an infinite catastrophe, but it will exceed the catastrophe. The old Taoist called it the great catastrophe of heaven and earth."

"What is the scale of the great catastrophe?" the four saints asked in unison.

"After the great catastrophe of heaven and earth begins, the three realms and six paths, the five immortals, immortals, sacred spirits, humans and ghosts, and scattered feathers and feathers, all of them are about to enter the catastrophe." Hongjun Daozu said slowly.

Taiqing Laozi's calm expression could no longer suppress his shock, "Teacher, the saint is going to be in a disaster?"

"It's hard to escape this." Hongjun nodded.

Zhunti showed panic and fear on his face, and he quickly asked, "What after entering the calamity? Just like when he was enthroned by the gods, the superiors entered the list of gods, the moderate reincarnation and reincarnation, and the inferiors were destroyed?"

Hongjun shook his head slowly again, "The great disaster of heaven and earth has arrived, and there is no fortune to be divided. All the souls will be dissipated, and the body will die and the Tao will disappear. The achievements of billions of years will turn into ashes."

Hongjun spoke again and said something that made the saint's body tremble.

"The great disaster of heaven and earth has arrived, and the old Taoist will also enter the disaster." After saying that, Hongjun slowly closed his eyes.

"What? Even the teacher is going to be robbed?"

"How is this possible?"

"Didn't the teacher join the Tao before the countless Yuan meetings?"

"With transcending the prehistoric world and not among the six paths and five elements, how could even teachers be in the disaster?"

The four saints widened their eyes, their faces full of incredible belief, and the holy body couldn't help but tremble slightly. As strong as Teacher Hongjun, they were about to enter the disaster. The saint... the saint... if they were involved, they would really die.

The reason why saints are arrogant and despises all living beings in the prehistoric world is that their magic power is endless and immortal!

The Four Saints tried to ask about the cause of the great disaster again.

However, Hongjun closed his eyes slightly, and there was no fluctuation in his body, just like a dead tree branch.

When the Four Saints asked, they saw that the teacher did not speak, they knew that the great disaster was confusing and difficult to detect and resolve.

After a moment, the Four Saints bowed respectfully to Hongjun, "Disciple...Disciple, please thank the teacher for your teachings, I will leave!"

The Four Saints looked calm and looked out of Zixiao Palace, their hearts were full of panic, and their holy heart was in chaos.

Seeing that the senior brothers looked wrong, Haotian asked with a smile: "Are you all okay?"

The four saints ignored Haotian and cut through the chaotic void and left.

Hao Tianjing stood in front of the Zixiao Palace gate, but showed a smug smile on her face, "The high-ranking brothers, when they heard that the great disaster would implicate themselves, their faces were pale. It's so cool!"

The saints left, and the gate of Zixiao Palace was closed.

In the hall, Hongjun was sitting quietly on the cushion, and a white mist slowly appeared in the void, forming a vague outline of smoke, which was no different from Hongjun sitting.

The smoke outlined out loud, cold and ruthless, "Hongjun, you've said too much."

Hongjun on the cushion slowly opened his eyes and stared at the outline of the smoke, "The way of heaven is the most righteous, the way of emotion is the way of heaven for all spirits, why do you exist?"

"Bastard! I am the way of heaven for all spirits, the supreme king, the supreme king!" The outline of the smoke was emotional and even colder.

"You are already angry." Hongjun's voice was dull.

The outline of the smoke has been restored, and the sound is cold, "I am the way of heaven for all spirits, the supreme king, the supreme king."

"Well, you are the way of heaven for all spirits, the master and the righteous." Hongjun agreed, adding in his heart, "It's really a stubborn duck."

"You have said too much. If you reveal the secret of heaven, you should punish me!" The outline of the smoke exudes supreme pressure, deep and invincible.

"Yes, punishment."

Hongjun on the cushion seemed to be under the invasion of supreme power, and a layer of fine beads of sweat emerged on his forehead.

After a long time, the outline of the smoke dissipated.

Hongjun took a deep breath, his face extremely solemn, "His emotions are stronger than years ago."

Hongjun looked down, penetrated the chaos, arrived at the prehistoric world, and landed on the Anping land. "All things and spirits have been born with the mark of heaven. How difficult is it to transcend? You... are an exception..."

Hongjun stopped talking and slowly closed his eyes.

...

In the Eight Scenery Palace, Lao Tzu of Taiqing returned and sat quietly on the cushion. He could not maintain the ancient ancient well-bubo holy heart.

In Yuxu Palace, above the heavenly clouds, Yuanshi Tianzun had a gloomy face and the saint's aura was chaotic.

Mount Sumeru, under the Bodhi tree, Zhunti looked sad and distressed, and sighed constantly.

I wanted to go to Zixiao Palace to beg Hongjun Daozu to lift the ban on saints and deal with Wei Shuyu, but I was shocked to hear that even Hongjun Daozu was about to enter the disaster. How could the saint escape?

Xuandu walked forward respectfully, "Teacher, what should we do with Wei Shuyu...?"

I'm silent.

"If the Taoist Ancestor lifts the ban, the teacher can go to the Heavenly Court to deal with the Wei Shuyu..."

"From today, close the mountain gate." Before Xuandu finished speaking, the Taiqing law was already over.

"What...what? Close the mountain gate?"
To be continued...