After leaving Wuzhuang Temple, Kunpeng thought for a while and did not return to the temple to practice hard, but headed towards his hometown Beiming.

Kunpeng walked very quickly, and he saw some little witches fighting with some little demons from time to time on the way. In Kunpeng's eyes, such battles seemed to be no different from children. Kunpeng ignored them and went straight to the place in his memory.

Kunpeng walked to a realm and saw another witch clan fighting with the demon clan. However, after Kunpeng passed, he sensed one of his own things. He swept his divine thoughts and it turned out that it was Jiumei, the little fox who had asked Kunpeng to transform into the shape of Kunpeng. However, at this time she was not a small fairy, but she had already reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortals. It turned out that there were many golden immortals as many as dogs. The era of Daluo Golden Immortals walking everywhere has arrived. Kunpeng lowered his body and sent a few witches casually. He looked closely and didn't expect that he had saved them all. Jiumei saw Kunpeng's appearance and immediately ran to the front and bowed and said: Thank you for saving your life. We met again this time. I wonder if the little demon might know the name of Xiancai? Kunpeng Wei

Smile: I am a name for Kunpeng, I think you should have heard of it. When the little fox heard it, he was stunned. Kunpeng didn't care and asked: Where are you going? When the little fox came back to his senses, he quickly replied: Oh, Immortal Master, that's it. Some time ago, Brother Bai Ze sent a message saying that he had found a suitable place to accommodate my tribe. After asking the clan leader, I went to join Brother Bai Ze together. I heard that he and Brother Ji Meng have found a good backer now. I can't remember what the name is. In short, it's right. When Kunpeng heard it, he thought to himself: So, Taiyi of Di Jun has already started to recruit people, but he just doesn't know that the ten demon coaches gathered together.

Isn't it? I wonder when they will raise the banner of the demon clan? Seeing Kunpeng pondering, the little fox thought Kunpeng was unhappy when he heard her praise others, and hurriedly said: Xian Ge, you are also very powerful, even better than the backer that Brother Bai Ze found. I·I···The little fox stammered and couldn't speak. At this moment, a young man in his twenties walked out of the fox group, with a very handsome appearance. He walked to Jiumei, saluted Kunpeng, and then said to Jiumei: Sister Jiumei, we have to leave, otherwise we will be in trouble when we meet the witch clan again. Jiumei looked at the clan behind him and said to the man: Brother Tu Si, can you wait for a while, this immortal chief...

·When hearing Tu Si's name, Kunpeng frowned slightly. Tu Si should be the leader of the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan. Seeing their affection and conscience, they would probably be the manager of Qingqiu Mountain in the future. Kunpeng coughed and interrupted the conversation between the two, saying: Jiumei, do you still remember the jade talisman I gave you? If you suffer a great disaster in the future, let your descendants take the jade talisman to Beiming to search for me. I will give her some luck. After saying that, Kunpeng turned around and left immediately. Jiumei glanced at Kunpeng's back, and gratitude flashed in his eyes, but Tu Si was a little angry. Isn't this a curse person? He also called himself a senior, he was really a terrible person. Then the Qingqiu Fox Clan packed his clothes and headed towards Kunlun Mountain.

On the way, Kunpeng walked all the way, thinking that Di Jun Taiyi had already begun to gather the demon clan. It was a very quick thing for him to call himself the Demon Emperor and establish the Heavenly Court. It seemed that I had to improve my strength as soon as possible, and there was still enough time in between. As he said that, blue light surged from Kunpeng, his speed immediately increased three times, and he went beyond Beiming.

Kunpeng stopped and looked at the five spring eyes in front of him and the colorful rippling egg in the middle of the spring eyes. Kunpeng knew that this was Kong Xuan from later generations. Kunpeng took out a ginseng fruit, waved his hand and flew towards the egg. The egg seemed to sense the rich spiritual energy. Kunpeng pointed his hand and the spiritual energy of the ginseng fruit turned into silk threads and entered the egg. The egg also vibrated for a while. I don’t know how long it would take to be born. Kunpeng said to himself: The world is in chaos, and the power will be more. In the future, it depends on whether you can live to that time. After that, Kunpeng walked towards the distance, looking for the big peng bird.

Looking at the golden egg in front of him, Kunpeng also punched the ginseng fruit into the egg. Then a trace of recollection flashed in his eyes. He sighed, and Kunpeng turned around and turned to the dojo.

After Kunpeng left, a black shadow flashed out from the ground, looking at the golden egg with interest. The black shadow whispered a few words, with a finger on his right hand, and the yin and yang energy of a million miles gathered. Under the right hand, the black shadow continued to compress and finally turned into two light balls. With a wave of his right hand, the light ball drilled into the egg. Two black and white marks appeared on the wings of a golden monster bird in the egg. The black shadow glanced a few more times and murmured: That little guy actually takes good care of you. It just happened that the ancestor lacked a successor, just treat it as a small help, but if you don’t fit the ancestor’s temperament, the black shadow disappeared on the ground in a flash.

The three Yuanhuis are not long or short, but they are unexpectedly calm in the prehistoric world. Except for the twelve ancestor witches of the Witch Clan, other great masters either comprehend the Taoist Taoist Tao or studied Taoist Taoism with each other, and they did not have time to fight. Only the Taoist ancestor of the Witch Clan did not know when they first preached. They always thought that Pangu was the eldest and the second, and they had trouble everywhere, but they had no time to pay attention to them, which instead encouraged the arrogance of the Witch Clan and became more rampant.

Kunpeng was practicing, and suddenly the eternal voice of the Taoist Ancestor appeared in his ears, "The second lecture begins a hundred years later, don't miss it." However, this time the witch clan also heard the Taoist Ancestor's summons. However, among the twelve ancestor witches, only Houtu considered it and ignored the others directly. Houtu was not able to save the face of all the brothers, so he didn't go.

Kunpeng came to Zixiao Palace and saw that there were already several people in the palace. Six seats were all full. Emperor Jun Taiyi and Fuxi stood there. Kunpeng walked forward and waited for the Taoist ancestor to start a speech. Soon Hongyun Zhenyuanzi arrived. Hongyun wanted to say hello to Kunpeng, but saw Kunpeng glaring at him fiercely, then closed his eyes and went to Taixu. Zhenyuanzi was very clever and saw Kunpeng not want others to know that their cause and effect had been completed verbally. So he cooperated and pretended to be angry, pulling Hongyun to stand beside Kunpeng, Kunpeng Yi

He snorted coldly but did not say a word. The previous few people all looked over, but only saw Kunpeng who was sleeping with a cold face, Hongyun who smiled very idiotically, and Zhen Yuanzi with a slightly dark face. My eyes flashed and realized the way again. Yuan sneered, and ignored it. Zhunti was secretly happy. The more chaotic the east, the more chance they had in the west. Zhunti pretended to be: Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, I was reckless in the last time in Zixiao Palace. Kunpeng snorted coldly to respond, but Zhunti seemed to have an unusually good temper. He actually turned his head with a smile and went to meditate and practice.

As soon as the hour arrived, Jin Zhong remembered that Hongjun's figure appeared on the jade platform. Everyone was shocked. The last time the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm was too far from Hongjun, and it was impossible to see how Hongjun appeared. However, this time, the Taoist advancement, everyone felt their strength, but still did not see how Hongjun appeared, so it was difficult to conclude.

While Hongjun was preaching, his eyes twitched, and his fingers flashed. A monkey on the vast land who seemed to listen to the sound of the great way screamed and roared on the rocks for a while. Loneliness flashed in his eyes. The monkey stood up, but saw that the monkey had six ears, three ears on each side. It was the Liuer Mihou. He never thought that he was so ignorant that he was punished by Hongjun. A vicissitudes of life came from the monkey's ears: The Dharma did not pass on the Liuer.

It was naturally the first time Hongjun was preaching. Flowers fell in the sky, golden lotus gushed, and strange fragrance gushed, but the sermons below were different. There was a smile between my eyebrows and eyes. Obviously, intoxicated in the Tao, the bitter melon face of the eyes actually smiled. Unfortunately, only Hongjun, who was sitting upright on the jade platform, could see that the original primitive and confusing were almost the same. They were all confused and confused on their faces, but they could roughly understand them. Nuwa and Zhunti were even more level later. The two frowned, but they were still better. The people in the audience were even more unbearable. Di Juntai stretched his eyebrows for a while, and sometimes shook his head and didn't know what to say. Kunpeng was a little different. His eyes were closed, looking

I can't understand it if I can't hear it, but the cloud lights on my head kept rolling. I don't know if I really heard the Dao Tianyin or pretended because I couldn't understand it. Zhen Yuanzi's brows had never stretched out, and he was confused, but fortunately he didn't understand it at all. He forced himself to write down what he couldn't understand, but he didn't know the truth about it. If you understand it, you can understand it. If you don't understand it, you don't understand it. If you force yourself to write down it, it's in vain. When you realize the truth in the future, it's still blank. The most comfortable thing is the idiot Hongyun. Hongyun's personality is to remember it. If you don't understand it, you don't care at all, so only Hongyun's face is always smiling.

The road became more and more profound, and the syllables spitting out of Hongjun's mouth became more and more dry and difficult to understand. To the people below, they all fell asleep like lullabies, and of course the ones in the front rows would not be so unbearable. To them, the syllables of the Taoist ancestor were like the sound of sawing wood, which made their spirits unable to concentrate. They woke up one by one in the road and looked around.

Hongyun opened his eyes, blinked his eyes, and looked around. He saw the East Prince and Queen Mother behind him, who were experiencing the great way, obviously he couldn't hold on. Looking to the right, he saw Zhen Yuanzi opening his eyes, but he could not understand the great way. Then Di Jun Taiyi and Fuxi woke up one after another. In this way, Kunpeng, who stood in the center of them, had his eyes closed, and his expressionless face seemed particularly conspicuous. However, only Zhen Yuanzi Hongyun had contacted Kunpeng's Taoist Taoist Journey, and no one else knew, and he didn't know whether Kunpeng was unwilling to have a face or to support himself.

Many years have passed, and Zhunti was clever and woke up from the great way and sighed, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that Jie Yin was still experiencing the great way. He felt happy, but when he turned around, he found that everyone was looking at Kunpeng, looking like he saw aliens. Zhunti also looked up. At this time, he almost bit his tongue. He saw that Kunpeng was still insisting, but when he turned around, the other people who were insisting were either happy or sad, quiet or angry, and they were all the same. Only Kunpeng had no expression on his face. Zhunti sneered in his heart, and we couldn't hold on. With you, hum! Almost for a while, Nuwa also woke up, secretly angered in her heart, and then she complained in her heart like Zhunti, and then she realized the great way herself.

Yuanzi, Tongtian woke up together, and looked at each other. Yuanzi was a little angry. Unexpectedly, she could not support her for a while, but Tongtian was very happy. They had been competing for a long time and were not compared with me, so they woke up with Yuanzi to make Tongtian feel a sense of accomplishment. The two of them swept around, and then their thoughts were about Nuwa and Zhunti.

A few years later, the bitter face of the guise reappeared, and I woke up as well. Although the two of them persisted in their hardships, the opportunity for the Dao was like this. If they were not destined, they would not be able to force them. This time, everyone in the audience looked at Kunpeng, but everyone except me was always looking at jokes. No one thought that Kunpeng’s qualifications would be better than Pangu’s authenticity and the leader of the Three Pure Ones.

On the jade platform, Hongjun also opened his eyes and looked at the person who was still insisting under the jade platform - Kunpeng. Hongjun's eyes flashed with white light, and his entire pupil turned white, revealing a peaceful and pious power. These eyes seemed to see through the illusion, penetrated the clouds that were rolling over Kunpeng's head, and saw a water ball deep in the cloud light. The water ball kept rotating, and a faint power was closed in the cloud light, not allowed to be revealed. As long as every word of the mantra of Hongjun's Great Dao was released, a rune appeared in the cloud light, floating into the water ball, with almost no deviation. Of course, Kunpeng is not a person of the same realm as Hongjun, and some runes still dissipated in the water ball. Hongjun's mouth smiled imperceptibly. At this time, it was very close to the end of the sermon, and Kunpeng's persistence became the focus of everyone.

Everyone thought Kunpeng was pretending, but they didn't know Kunpeng's pain. Hongjun Dao Kunpeng must remember that Kunpeng had achieved some small achievements in practicing the law of water. The water ball in the cloud light above his head was a kind of. But he didn't expect that the road this time was so obscure, and Kunpeng could not hold on. Kunpeng felt that every time he received an extra rune, his soul was beaten by a heavy hammer, and it was heavier all at once. Kunpeng's soul trembled a little. If it weren't for the Dinghaizhu protecting the soul, Kunpeng suspected that his soul would be split. What everyone did not realize was that the golden lotus that had originally reached Kunpeng's body immediately turned green and turned into thin silk to drill into Kunpeng's mud palace pills, which slightly relieved Kunpeng's pain.

Finally, the nine thousand years have arrived. Daozu spitted out the last byte from his mouth and sat upright on the cushion without saying a word. At this time, everyone was looking at Kunpeng standing below the stage. The cloud light above Kunpeng's head was surging more violently, and there was a faint uncontrollable trend. However, Daozu heard a light scolding: Hey! The cloud light above Kunpeng's head calmed down under this light shout, like a calm sea.

After that, Kunpeng opened his eyes, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he said in confusion: Daozu has finished preaching? When he looked up, Hongjun was also looking at him. Kunpeng hurriedly bowed: Disciple Kunpeng has lost his composure, please punish Taoist Ancestor! As soon as this said, everyone couldn't help laughing. As this person fell asleep just now, no wonder he could hold on, but this is the Taoist Ancestor's temple, so naturally no one dared to laugh. However, the few people on the seat all cast admirational eyes. The Daozu's Dao Mantra was really unbearable in the end, and he could sleep until the preaching was over. He was a master!

However, what everyone was most confused was that as soon as the last sermon ended, Daozu left. Why didn’t he leave this time? It seemed that there was something big happening? Did everyone look at Kunpeng, and Kunpeng felt chills in his heart. Of course, he knew why Hongjun didn’t leave, but he couldn’t even fight with him. However, they were not time travelers, and ignorance killed people!

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