Chapter 3 Zixiao Palace's Talking Through the Sky (Part 2)
"Huh?" Tongtian, who had just urged the Immortal Killing Sword Formation to activate, hummed slightly and suddenly raised his head.
Not far away, Laozi and Yuan Yuan came to Tongtian's side in a few steps and said: "Tongtian, go to Zixiao Palace quickly!"
Tongtian spat and said: "Jie Yin, you are lucky! If it hadn't been for the urgent summons from Master this time, I would have killed you on the spot! Remember, in the future, you, the West, will have less to interfere in my affairs in the East!"
"puff!"
Jie Yin had just come back to his senses from the near death line. Hearing Tong Tian's words, he was so angry that he spurted out blood.
Yuan Yuan and I looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
Li Qingming, who was hiding in the dark, laughed and said, "Uncle Tongtian is a wonderful man! Hahaha..."
Deep in the dry void of the universe, the Zixiao Palace remains as indistinct as before.
The cute little Yao Ji stood guard at the gate of the palace early, with a sweet smile on her rosy little face.
Hongjun summoned all the saints this time, and it seemed that something big had happened. But when Li Qingming thought about it, it seemed that Hongjun himself knew something about it, and he should also know something about it.
As for others, they had some vague premonitions.
In the Zixiao Palace, Li Qingming, who was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, arrived late on purpose.
Seeing the saints in the Zixiao Palace, Li Qingming smiled slightly, bowed and saluted and said: "I'm just late, I'm sorry, seniors, please don't take offense!"
Tongtian had already figured out Li Qingming's temper and was not surprised by this.
Sanqing was Li Qingming's elder, and the other Eastern saints had always been on good terms with him, so naturally they had nothing to say. Xuanhu and Jieyin just nodded and didn't care.
Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said to Li Qingming: "Fellow Taoist Qingmingzi, you are late! We haven't seen each other for so many years, but Taoist friends rarely go to my Wuzhuang Temple to sit for a while."
Li Qingming shrugged and said: "It's not that I'm unwilling, but that there are so many things to do that I can't get away from it!"
Hearing this, Ming He also laughed and said: "When we leave Zixiao Palace later, fellow Taoist must go to Zhenyuan's place! His fruit has matured recently, but it is so precious!"
Zhen Yuanzi glared at Ming He and said, "I know you are thinking about my ginseng fruit!"
Li Qingming looked at the vindictive looks of the two people and couldn't help laughing: "What a great relationship! To be honest, I haven't eaten ginseng fruit for many years, and I just happened to be greedy for it!"
Sanqing smiled as she watched Li Qingming talking nonsense, and the agitation from the fight had long since disappeared.
Nuwa, who was wearing a pink skirt, bit her red lips and looked at Li Qingming with resentment for a long time. Then she suddenly said: "Fellow Taoist, how is Sister Wangshu doing recently?"
Li Qingming's smile froze, and he laughed and said: "Wangshu is doing very well. Thank you for your concern, Uncle Nuwa!"
"Brother Qingming has been very happy over the years!" Hou Tu, who was standing next to him, saw that Nuwa had spoken, and he said with a jealousy.
Li Qingming's face suddenly turned red, and he suddenly felt that he was afraid to face the two women.
After thinking for a long time, Li Qingming deliberately turned his head and said to Lao Tzu: "Uncle, you have the highest cultivation level among the saints and are good at deduction. Do you know why the ancestor called us here today?
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I, who was watching Li Qingming's joke, was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself: "This little kitten knows how to wear a high hat! What do you mean that I have the highest cultivation level? With you here, who dares to say that?"
I gave a helpless smile, touched my long beard under my chin, and said, "It must be a great disaster that is coming!"
All the saints were shocked, and Yuan Yu couldn't help but ask: "Brother, our land of China has been very peaceful since the Lich Tribulation. How come there is suddenly talk of a great calamity?"
Tongtian, who had the most irritable temper, also said: "Now in the land of China, the human race has become the protagonist of the world, and the three emperors have appeared. How can there be a great disaster?"
I silently twirled my beard and said: "It has been peaceful for too long, so the cause and effect are entangled in the ancient land, and the catastrophe is coming again. I can't predict this catastrophe!"
Just as I was sighing, outside the Zixiao Palace, two lights and shadows, one green and one snow-white, suddenly swayed, reaching the gate of Zixiao Palace.
After a moment, the light and shadow gradually solidified, revealing Yangmei and Xuanhu.
"snort!"
The two of them looked at each other, snorted coldly, and turned around to enter the Zixiao Palace.
The little girl Yao Ji rubbed her slightly sleepy eyes, tilted her head and said to herself: "Just now, did someone come?"
Hearing the footsteps, all the saints turned their heads to look. When they saw the two of them, they were surprised and at the same time, they all stood up and saluted.
"I've seen raised eyebrows, Senior Xuanhu!"
Yangmei and Xuanhu nodded to the saints, found a futon and sat down.
Li Qingming didn't care about that and asked directly: "I'm talking about you two old guys! Today, Dao Ancestor summoned us to come to Zixiao Palace. Why are you two old guys here to join in the fun? Could it be that you are also waiting there?
Tribulation?"
Li Qingming raised his eyebrows and his long beard trembled in anger, and said angrily: "You little panda cub, no matter what, I am your elder, why can't you be polite to me?"
The corners of Xuanhu's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a long time, he finally didn't say anything.
Li Qingming curled his lips and said: "Old guy, don't do this to me! Tell me quickly, what did Daozu ask you to do?"
On Penglai Island, Li Qingming loved to bully this old boy Yangmei, and would always blow his beard and glare at him every time.
He rolled his eyes, raised his eyebrows and said with a huff, "It's okay, we're just here to join in the fun!"
"Damn, old guy!" Li Qingming wanted to raise his eyebrows, but the old guy choked him.
However, hearing Yangmei's words made the other saints even more puzzled.
Just when many saints were lost in thought, Taoist ancestor Hongjun appeared quietly in the main hall of Zixiao Palace, but no one noticed it at all. This kind of Taoist behavior can't help but make some saints feel fear.
When the saints who came back to their senses saw Hongjun, they immediately knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully: "Disciples, please welcome Master (Tao Ancestor). Master (Tao Ancestor) has a boundless holy life!"
Hongjun waved his hand and said: "No courtesy!"
Yangmei and Xuanhu also stood up and said politely: "I have met fellow Taoist!"
Hongjun quickly returned the courtesy and said: "You two fellow Taoists don't need to be polite!"
Hongjun somewhat understood the meaning of Yangmei and Xuanhu coming. However, this time it was related to the road to heaven, so Hongjun did not dare to neglect.
Hongjun glanced at Zixiao Palace, and finally paused on Li Qingming, saying: "Since the Lich War, the cause and effect between heaven and earth have become too entangled. Five hundred years later, the murderous calamity of humans will come. Therefore,
We should open the road to heaven to end this disaster!"
What is the Road to Heaven? In fact, in the entire land of China, only the former Chaos Gods and Demons, and Li Qingming, who was a ray of hope, knew of his existence.
At this moment, Li Qingming was scolding Hongjun in his heart: "Oh, it will take more than five hundred years for his old sister to open it. Why are you so anxious? As long as it lasts for a while at night, the introduction will be enough."
It clicked! It was intentional, this old guy definitely did it on purpose!"
"It is indeed the road to heaven!"
Yangmei and Xuanhu, who had already guessed this outcome, looked at each other with a bright light in their eyes.
"The road to heaven?"
The other saints didn't understand the reason, and all looked puzzled, looking at Hongjun for help.
Hongjun glanced at the saints expressionlessly and said: "The Great God Pangu created the world and created the Great Desolate Earth and all the heavens and worlds. Among them, the Great Desolate Earth is the main body, and the rest of the heavens and worlds are subordinate to the Zhongtian World. In Longhan
During the great catastrophe, there were creatures from our primeval world who stepped into the heavens and the worlds. Later, there were creatures from the Chinese earth one after another, either through the cracks in the space, or breaking into the void on their own. These creatures multiplied and multiplied in the heavens and the worlds.
Survived in all the worlds!"
"Master, are all those creatures my Chinese creatures?" I asked abruptly, stroking my long beard.
Hongjun raised his long eyebrows and explained: "Not entirely! In those Zhongtian worlds, life can naturally be nurtured!"
"Master, what does this have to do with the Road to Heaven?" Tongtian doesn't care whether those guys are creatures from the land of China. He only cares about where this road with the same name as himself is and where it leads to?
Hongjun glanced at Tongtian and said: "These creatures have broken into the world from Hua Xiaxia to the world, and it is extremely difficult to come back! Therefore, they are competing for various resources every day.
Work hard to improve your cultivation, hoping to return to the land of China one day! Hundreds of millions of years have passed, and the most powerful creatures in the heavens and worlds have opened up half of the starry sky! This killing disaster should be on this road
On the road to the stars!”
Yuan Yuan frowned and asked: "Master, I don't know who should be responsible for this murder?"
"Human race!"
"Is there a limit on the number of people?"
"The number of people who break the catastrophe is five!"
"How to complete the murder?"
"Opening the road to heaven will naturally yield results!"
"What?" After understanding the reason, I lost my previous indifferent attitude and suddenly stood up and said: "Master, after becoming a saint, my disciple also traveled to all the heavens and worlds. There are nearly ten thousand in those middle heaven worlds.
The number of worlds, and although the barriers of worlds are not as good as the barriers of chaos, they are still indestructible. Among the creatures in the world, the highest ones have stepped into the realm of quasi-sages, and the realm of Daluo is even more incomparable. Even if they are
If the cultivators at the peak of Daluo Jinxian go there, it will take tens of thousands of years to open this road to the sky. Not to mention those human races?"
The other saints also feel sorry for each other. The human race? How could it be possible for the human race to accomplish this killing calamity simply based on their weak physique?
"The road to heaven is full of hardships. You need to choose someone with great perseverance and great fortune to complete this killing calamity!" Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the void in front of him and continued: "Within five hundred years.
, you are on your own to find the person who can break the catastrophe. When the great catastrophe comes, the road to heaven will open!"
The boss of the Heavenly Dao had given orders to die, and all the saints had no choice but to obey. They simply bowed and accepted the order and said: "I will obey the decree of the Taoist ancestor!"
Just like that, Hongjun's figure disappeared into the Zixiao Palace again, leaving only a group of saints in the palace, staring blankly at the high platform in front of them. To be continued.)