Chaos is a very strange time and space. In the black hole of the soul, Lin Heng once experienced the chaotic world, but it was obviously a weakened chaotic world. Otherwise, with his Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation, how could he have the power to create heaven and earth?
.This time, plunging into the chaos, Lin Heng clearly felt the pressure of the chaos around him.
The energy of chaos, the source of all energy, is very strange. It is a combination of positive and negative, that is, a combination of yin and yang, but when you try to sense it, you can't feel it.
Everyone keeps talking about Hunyuan, but what is Hunyuan?
Hunyuan is the realm where all things are unified. You practice from weak to strong, understand everything, realize everything clearly, and in the end, everything is unified. The same is true for the energy of chaos. It is just based on the law of Tao producing one that achieves chaos.
Qi also has a clear path, which is to push upward, that is, Qi transforms into yin and yang, and yin and yang become one. It is simple to say, but difficult to do.
I'm afraid that only when you reach the realm of a saint can you evolve the energy of chaos in your body and absorb it.
Lin Heng has Daluo's cultivation, and he can now swim proudly in the chaos, but his time is limited. If he stays here for a thousand years, his body will definitely run out of mana. Of course, Zixiao Palace will not
It's so hard to find, otherwise Hongjun would have been murdered.
As soon as he entered the chaos, Lin Heng felt a sense, which was calling him faintly. He knew that this must be caused by Hongjun, and the direction of this call was Zixiao Palace.
The surging energy enveloped Lin Heng, like a long sword piercing the void, pushing away the energy of chaos and shooting towards the depths of the chaos at high speed. How long did it take for it to fly? For ordinary monks, it is difficult to identify the direction in the chaos.
It is a little difficult to tell the time, but for a monk like Lin Heng who is proficient in the laws of time and space, it is not difficult. When he saw the Zixiao Palace, he silently calculated and walked eastward after exiting the Nine Starry Sky.
One hundred and thirty-five years of walking. This distance is much greater than the distance between heaven and earth.
Step! Landing outside the Zixiao Palace, Lin Heng squinted his eyes and looked at this place. This place was a palace. There seemed to be land under the palace, but it was not big. It just expanded outward twice and paved the steps. Go up the steps.
, walked eighty-one steps and arrived at the gate.
At this time, the door of Zixiao Palace was open. When he looked up, he saw that the hall inside was full of people. Occasionally, familiar people were talking sideways, but no sound was heard.
Lin Heng looked at it curiously and then walked in. Just now, he saw people outside. Now when he came in, he noticed the empty futon. But there was a futon for no one to sit down.
It's just that the orientation of the arrangement is different. There are six in the front. They stick out. Now there are six people sitting, namely Sanqing, Nuwa, Hongyun and Kunpeng. Behind them. There are rows of people sitting, and one row caused a stir.
Lin Heng noticed that there were exactly twelve seats in that row, and there were twelve people sitting on them. They were so powerful that together they had the tendency to overwhelm everyone.
Needless to say, these twelve people are the twelve ancestral witches.
'Interesting!' Looking at the twelve futons under their seats, Lin Heng muttered to himself. With the friendship between the twelve people, they must sit together. Hongjun specially arranged twelve futons.
Is it just for them? Just the one next to them, who is it for?
Looking at an empty futon not far away from the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Lin Heng raised his feet and wanted to walk away, but when he landed, his position changed and he turned to the empty futon farther back.
He was actually a little scared in his heart. What if there was something mysterious about this seat and he sat on it without hesitation, wouldn't it be miserable? Therefore, it was better to choose the more popular one. After all, six futons already had their owners, so he couldn't go there again.
If it’s useless, then choose an inconspicuous one, that’s the best thing.
Lin Heng was thinking in his mind. Not long after, he felt a strong wind coming from outside the palace. A figure in black instantly appeared at the door and strode in. Everyone turned around and then quickly turned back. Lin Heng did the same.
, but he lowered his head and closed his eyes, but he kept wondering in his heart, where would this guy sit? Could it be the vacant seat next to the Twelve Ancestral Witches?
After a while, Lin Heng opened his eyes and looked directly at the empty seat. At this time, someone was already sitting there. It was the man in black who came in just now, the only remaining ancestor of the Dragon Clan, Zhulong.
Pursing his lips, Lin Heng thought to himself. The decline of the dragon clan in the future must be due to the lack of masters. Now that Zhulong exists, the dragon clan cannot decline. And if the dragon clan declines in later generations, it means that Zhulong is dead. How did he die?
?Now it seems that this guy is most likely to die in the hands of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Thinking about it, Lin Heng recalled the description of the ancestral witches: "Liaoshou rides on two dragons." "Gonggong rides on a black dragon." "Zhu Rong rides on a fire dragon." The three ancestral witches all used dragons as mounts.
If Zhulong were alive, would he be willing? He would definitely not be willing. Then he could only die, and there was a high probability that he would die in the hands of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Because the only ones who have the ability to get rid of Zhulong are these Twelve Ancestral Witches.
A careful analysis of today's prehistoric masters can conclude that there are many Daluo Jinxian now, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are only Daluo Jinxian, which may not pose a threat to Zhulong. But soon, quasi-sages will be born one by one, and they will be able to kill them.
The only ones who can kill Zhulong are these twelve ancestral witches, because they are twelve people, and the others are only Sanqing, but Sanqing will never do this. As for the others, they do not have this ability to some extent. After all, Zhulong
Long is a veteran quasi-sage, and these new quasi-sages, even if they work together as two or three people, they may not be able to match Zhulong, let alone kill him.
The final conclusion is, isn’t it the Twelve Ancestral Witches?
Lin Heng, who was thinking about something, felt someone sitting next to him. He looked sideways, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. The woman was actually a Daluo Jinxian, and she was a very cold and beautiful woman.
Although it was just a glance, Lin Heng inexplicably thought of the Little Dragon Girl in Jin Yong's novel. The look of this woman was so similar to the Little Dragon Girl in the book.
After the woman who looked like Xiao Longnu sat down, people sat on the futon next to Lin Heng one after another. He took the time to look at them all, but he didn't recognize any of them, and there was no record of them in later generations.
After waiting for a long time, two figures stumbled in from outside. Their clothes were somewhat ragged, their faces were pale, and their breath was strong. They were obviously too anxious and had not calmed down yet.
When the two entered the palace, they found that there was no futon. They were surprised. At this time, Lin Heng also followed their gazes and noticed. There were two more guests in the Zixiao Palace than there were three thousand guests.
After receiving the introduction, Zhunti's expression was gloomy, and his face kept changing. No one knew what they were thinking. Just when everyone was about to watch the joke between the two, Zhunti suddenly made no sound, covered his face with his sleeves, and said sadly: "
My senior brother and I came in a hurry from the west, but we didn't have a seat. Why is God so unfair? Senior brother, how can we brothers live in this world? It's better to die."
As he spoke, he was about to hit the wall of the palace. Fortunately, Jieyin caught him and kept admonishing him, but his words were full of despair. These two people really deceived everyone by acting like this.
He was stunned for a while, but Hongyun, the idiot in front of him who had some friendship with the two of them, stood up directly and said: "Two fellow Taoists, you can't do this. Come and take my seat. I will sit next to you. If Taoist Patriarch doesn't
"Yun Tingdao, I'll just leave."
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, how can this be so? How can I let you miss this opportunity for my senior fellow apprentice?" The two refused, but Hongyun pulled Zhunti and sat on his seat.
As soon as he sat down, Zhunti naturally thanked Hongyun, but Hongyun didn't notice, and he focused on Kunpeng again, saying: "Although I have sat down, my senior brother is still standing, so how can I sit down? Fellow Taoist,
You'd better sit down."
"Hey, what did fellow Taoist say? Since you're sitting down, then sit still." After saying that, Hongyun actually looked at Kunpeng and said: "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, why don't you give up your seat to fellow Taoist Yin?
This will perfect the brotherhood between the two."
As soon as these words came out, Zhunti immediately responded: "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist!"
Kunpeng was filled with hatred, but he didn't want to get up. This Kunpeng was an extremely intelligent person. Recently, he even created characters from the runes of heaven and earth, and developed the avenues of heaven and earth, calling himself Yaowen. Such a smart person would naturally
He felt that there was something wrong with the six protruding futons in front of him. Now that he had sat on them, how could he get down?
It's a pity that there are many people who don't like Kunpeng. No, when he didn't move, Yuanshi Tianzun, who hated the demon clan over there, actually said: "Humph! He really is a man wearing phosphorus and armor, but he doesn't understand friendship so much.
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"Yes, fellow Taoist Kunpeng. I still have a little space here. Come and sit down!" A guy in a golden robe also said. This guy is another powerful emperor of the demon clan. He is also smart and sees it.
Those six futons were not simple, but this was a saint's dojo, so he couldn't act arrogantly, otherwise he would have snatched them away. Now, seeing that Kunpeng was defeated, he naturally helped.
"You..." Kunpeng was filled with hatred and turned around to glare at Di Jun and the others. However, his move revealed a flaw. Zhunti actually took the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand and lightly swiped it down, knocking him down in one fell swoop.
He took his seat. At the same time, Zhunti pulled him over and pushed him down on the seat. At this moment, Kunpeng couldn't even think about giving up his seat.
However, the hatred in his heart was extremely strong, and he couldn't help but want to take action.
Unfortunately, before he could take action, the door of Zixiao Palace suddenly closed with a clang. At this moment, everyone's hearts were shocked and they all became silent. Even Kunpeng had to sit there honestly, not daring to
There are other actions.
"Everyone, shut up, Dao Ancestor is here!" The two boys who had been standing on the high platform shouted at the same time. As their voices fell, Hongjun's familiar figure instantly appeared on the high platform, and everyone looked at it again.
Shocked. Just now, they had stared at Hongjun with wide eyes, but they still didn't realize how he appeared there. It was as if he was already there.
In the crowd, Lin Heng's eyes flickered, and he was secretly surprised and said in his heart: "This Hongjun is so brilliant at the laws of space!" But he didn't know what kind of amazing skills in the laws of space the Yangmei who defeated Hongjun would have.
Thinking of this, Lin Heng became dissatisfied with his understanding of the laws of time and space. He thought he was proficient, but under Hongjun, he was extremely clumsy. (To be continued...)
