In the Donghai Dojo, Taiyuan's expression was silent, the smoke and clouds in his eyes disappeared, countless streams of light flickered, and many scenes of saints becoming saints fell in his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh, the era of saints has come.
Indeed, within one day, the five saints appeared together, which means that the prehistoric world has entered the era of saints. From then on, it will be an era of games between saints from all sides. Sects, luck, calculations, and many other scenes will begin one by one.
evolution.
For Taiyuan, his plan must start as soon as possible.
Coming to the prehistoric world, Taiyuan achieved the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. The next step was to break through the Heavenly Dao level. This realm is mysterious and profound, and it is no small matter to break through. Therefore, Taiyuan is still waiting and planning a big plan.
As for the various changes in the prehistoric world, they are all objects of enlightenment for him. Only by understanding the changes in the vicissitudes of the sea can he understand the mystery of the operation of the great road, so Taiyuan does not dare to be careless.
With the emergence of the Five Saints, the Lich Catastrophe will truly begin. Such a tragic calamity has great value for Taiyuan to understand.
Therefore, he did not act rashly, but silently watched the fate of heaven and earth unfold.
Just when the Five Saints came together, Taoist Hongyun, who also received the Hongmeng Purple Qi, was practicing in Wuzhuang Temple of Zhen Yuanzi. He and Zhen Yuanzi had a close friendship. After receiving the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he came to Wuzhuang Temple.
The two discuss Taoism and practice every day, hoping to understand the mystery of sainthood. Unfortunately, after these years of practice, although Hongyun's realm has improved with the help of Hongmeng Ziqi, she is still far away from becoming a saint. That Hongmeng
Zi Qi and his soul still failed to merge, and no matter how hard he tried, it had no effect.
In Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were discussing Taoism. The pressure of the saints from heaven and earth came rolling in, which immediately shocked them.
"I have become a saint." Zhen Yuanzi looked complicated and muttered to himself, with a hint of disappointment flashing across his face. It would be a lie to say that he had no extravagant hopes for the position of a saint. After cultivating to Zhen Yuanzi's level, the only way
What he is pursuing is the way of Hunyuan. Now that he sees Laozi and others becoming saints one after another, Zhen Yuanzi feels depressed in his heart.
Not to mention Hongyun, he was crying and laughing at the same time, and his mood was complicated. He had also obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Everyone else had become enlightened, but he himself had not yet succeeded. He was even very confused about the way of a saint, and he had no clue at all. Such
Under such circumstances, if one wants to become a saint in the way of Hongyun, there is obviously still a long way to go.
"Alas, Taoist Brother Zhenyuan, it seems that I am the only one who has failed. Sanqing and others have already become saints, and they will be the world of saints in the future. If they do not become saints, they will end up as ants." Hongyun sighed sadly.
"That's all, Taoist Brother Zhenyuan, it seems that Pindao also wants to find his own way, so let's return to Huoyun Cave for the time being. Maybe he will be touched."
Hongyun made a decision in his heart to return to his home dojo, Huoyun Cave. Maybe when he returns to his home dojo, his state of mind will change, and by then he may be able to understand the mystery of becoming a saint.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, if you go back now, it may be a bit dangerous. You possess the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the foundation of the Dao, and there are countless people coveting it. With the two of you and I joining forces, we still have some confidence in self-protection.
, but if you leave alone, it might not be a good idea to wake up."
Zhen Yuanzi frowned and had many concerns in his heart.
Especially the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which is the most precious treasure in the world. At this moment, the only Hongmeng Purple Qi given by Daozu is the one on Hongyun. The owners of the other Hongmeng Purple Qi have all become saints. Naturally,
They didn't dare to attract their attention, but Hongyun hadn't become a saint at this time, so if someone took the opportunity, they might be plotted against.
So Zhen Yuanzi stopped him, not wanting Hongyun to leave like this.
It's just too risky.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Zhenyuan is overly worried. This Hongmeng Purple Qi was given by Taoist Ancestor. No one in the ancient world knows it. Do they dare to snatch the foundation of the great road given by Taoist Ancestor?" Although Hongyun was a little worried, she thought about it again.
, just calm down.
His Hongmeng Purple Qi was given by Taoist ancestor Hongjun, and Hongyun didn't think anyone would dare to snatch it from him.
After saying a few words, Hongyun said goodbye and left.
Zhen Yuanzi sighed helplessly, but there was a vague premonition in his heart. He deduced carefully, but there was no result, which made him very upset.
Above the heaven, in a secret room, there is a middle-aged Taoist wearing a dark green Taoist robe, but his eyes are gleaming with cold light, full of sinister aura, which is daunting. This man is none other than Taoist Kunpeng, the master of the demon clan.
Suddenly, a ray of green light came through, and he reached out to take it. His breath suddenly changed as soon as he felt it.
"Okay, okay, Hongyun, you have finally left Wuzhuang Temple. It's time to settle the cause and effect between you and me." Taoist Kunpeng sneered gloomily.
However, he had already arranged for his confidants to monitor Hong Yun's movements near Wuzhuang Temple. At this time, he finally got the news that Hong Yun had left Wuzhuang Temple and separated from Zhen Yuanzi. This made Taoist Kunpeng almost stop laughing.
stand up.
Ever since the Taoist Patriarch established his holy throne in the Zixiao Palace that day and bestowed the Hongmeng Ziqi as the foundation of the Dao, Taoist Kunpeng almost went crazy. In his opinion, he should have a share in all this.
He was one of the six seats at the front, but it was all because of Hongyun that he lost his holy status. Kunpeng never forgot such a deep hatred.
Of course, the reason for losing their seats was not entirely due to Hongyun, but the remaining Jie Yin and Zhunti all became Hongjun's disciples. At this time, they had achieved the supreme Hunyuan Avenue and became prehistoric saints. Kunpeng knew that no matter what he thought about them,
No matter how unhappy he was, there was no chance for revenge, but Hongyun was different. Although he had obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he had not become a saint yet, which allowed Kunpeng to find an opportunity.
After receiving the message, Kunpeng's figure flashed, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared deep into the heaven in the blink of an eye.
Kunpeng is the lord of innate divine beasts. When he enters the water, he becomes Kun and when he comes out of the water, he becomes Peng. He is an innate creature with extremely deep roots in the world. Especially when he transforms into a great roc, he can fly across hundreds of thousands of miles with a single flap of his wings. He is so fast.
, there are only a handful of people who can compare with him in the ancient world. At this time, Kunpeng tried his best, and after a while, he caught up with Hongyun.
Taoist Hongyun was the first red cloud to take form after the opening of the sky, and he was very good at speed. However, after he left Wuzhuang Temple, he did not rush on the road with all his strength. Instead, he traveled around the wilderness to gain insights, while heading towards the Fire Cloud Cave to gain insights.
As a result, the speed is much slower. It is naturally not difficult for Kunpeng to catch up with him.
Seeing Hong Yun's figure from a distance, Kunpeng's heart boiled with murderous intent. He snorted coldly and instantly transformed into his true form. A huge roc, like a jet of black lightning, reached Hong Yun's side with a snap of his fingers.
On the other side, Hong Yun was rushing in the sky, but suddenly he felt a panic in his heart. Before he could react, he felt a burst of cold air coming from behind. He turned slightly, and with a puff, half of his arm felt a sharp pain.
The flesh that had been polished for thousands of years could not bear it, and large pieces of flesh and blood were torn off.
Waves of cold magic power continued to erode into his body along the wound, making Hong Yun's face become more and more gloomy.
At this time, he still didn't understand that he was being plotted against.
Suddenly, Hongyun became completely cautious.
Rays of red divine light fell down, protecting his entire body.