Chapter 118 Powerful people from all directions gather in Zixiao Chapter 27
Chapter 118 Strong men from all directions gather in Zixiao (27th update)
The opening of the lecture in Zixiao Palace is related to the future of Taoist Hongjun, and it is impossible for him not to pay attention to this matter.
At this moment, in front of Daozu Hongjun, there is a mysterious mirror like water waves. The picture inside is a scene of boundless chaos. In the dark chaos, small dots of light are slowly moving, looking for the location of Zixiao Palace.
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"Preaching to the ancient world and collecting the ancient luck can offset the boundless karma on my body and make my future practice much smoother."
Taoist Hongjun actually didn't want to fit in with the way of heaven, because at that time there would be no Taoist Hongjun, only Hongjun of the way of heaven.
That is a complete loss of self.
But now that he is surrounded by endless karma, if he gives up this opportunity, it will be difficult for Taoist Hongjun to improve his cultivation.
Faced with this dilemma, he could only give in half-heartedly, and finally succumbed to the law of heaven.
Once upon a time, Taoist Hongjun also doubted whether all this was a chess game that had been designed long ago.
And he and Demon Ancestor Rahu are just slightly larger chess pieces.
However, if even Taoist Hongjun is a chess piece, then who will be the chess player? Who will be the designer?
All of this left Taoist Hongjun with no way of knowing. He had no evidence, and he did not dare to speculate on his own. He would not even dare to have these thoughts again in the future.
Just as the number of people in the square gradually increased, there was a surge of chaos in the emptiness and chaos, and a mysterious light shone through, attracting everyone's attention.
"Fellow Taoist Fuxi and fellow Taoist Nuwa, you are not much slower. We just set off earlier."
Such a questioning heart is truly admirable.
"Boom!"
Di Jun was very good at talking. Everyone laughed and continued to make friends with each other.
A space treasure ship crashed into the chaos, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches led everyone to the Zixiao Palace.
"Eldest brother, second brother, we were the first to come. Among all the heroes in the world, no one can be faster than our brothers!"
Di Jun greeted him with a smile, and with a few words he invisibly elevated Sanqing, which was very useful to the three of them.
Taiqing was also an ascetic monk. He didn't mind the environment and sat cross-legged directly in the square and began to practice.
The Sanqing brothers in the Xuanjing were already the group closest to Zixiao Palace at the moment. Not far from them, there were some light spots approaching very quickly.
Immediately after, a bloody light fell and turned into a purple-black blood-robed monk. It was none other than the Lord of the Boundless Sea of Blood, the Ancestor of the Styx, who had arrived.
Nuwa also bowed to everyone and stood behind her brother.
Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Di Jun's Hetu Luoshu, and then looked at Taiyi's chaos, his eyes full of envy.
Long Bo, the leader of the giant clan, Long Bo, the leader of the Teng She tribe, Ancestor Teng Snake, Geng Jin, the leader of the White Tiger tribe, the White Tiger King, the Lord of Lei Ze, the God of Thunder, the God of Nine Yuanshuifu, the God of Yan Dao, the Immortal Master of Huan Hai, etc., all are strong.
People came one after another.
"Brother, let's go to the front too. It's best to get a place near the front."
The Zixiao Palace floats in the chaos, and contains endless space inside. It is protected by the power of various laws. The turbulence in the chaos cannot get close to the Zixiao Palace. Even within a million miles radius of the Zixiao Palace, there is silence.
No force can collide with it.
Ancestor Kunpeng didn't like to communicate with others, so he came forward and stood at the entrance of Zixiao Palace.
Taoist Hongjun swung away the mysterious mirror, closed his eyes slightly, and went to understand the Taoism, and no longer paid attention to this matter.
The female monk next to him is naturally beautiful, with a noble and cool temperament, and her graceful and exquisite figure attracts attention.
Taiyi's Chaos Bell is an innate treasure, and its power is terrifying.
"My second brother's words have won my heart. If you and I can't be the first to arrive, who else is qualified?"
He stretched out his hand a little, and the picture quickly moved from far to near, the boundless darkness receded, and the picture of the twelve ancestral witches moving forward appeared in front of Taoist Hongjun.
The leading man is tall and straight, majestic and solemn, looking like an emperor.
Taiqing spoke, the two brothers nodded, and the three of them arrived at the entrance of Zixiao Palace and lined up in the best position.
If you want to come here, you must not only have sufficient strength, but also have strong luck and good fortune. These conditions are indispensable.
The brother and sister did not feel comfortable living in Buzhou Mountain, so they had already planned to find another place to live.
Outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, there is a wide square.
When Sanqing heard the noise, they all looked up.
At this moment, two more monks fell out of the chaos.
"Three fellow Taoists, you are here early. We brothers are hurrying and taking our time, but we are still not as fast as these three fellow Taoists."
Zhu Jiuyin saw the many powerful people in the square, and a smile appeared on his face.
He Tu and Luo Shu are both top-quality innate spiritual treasures. They are a set, and their combined power is extremely extraordinary.
Zixiao Palace has two floors. Although the building is not gorgeous, it is simple and majestic, with a noble Taoist charm, as if it itself is the condensation of Tao and the incarnation of the law.
"Third brother, we are the Pangu sect. Who in the universe can compete with you and my brother?"
When everyone looked around, they saw the Hongyun Patriarch from the Fire Cloud Cave and the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi from the Wanshou Mountain.
Just when Sanqing was enlightening with one mind, several more streams of light arrived outside the square.
At this time, streams of light flashed in the square, and more and more monks came quickly.
To compare, the family's wealth is not as rich as that of the other two brothers.
Taoist Hongjun noticed the creatures of the Witch Clan. The Twelve Ancestral Witches led more than ten Witch Clan monks across the chaos and were approaching the Zixiao Palace.
After thousands of years, the Wu clan finally reached Zixiao Palace safely.
"Witch Clan?"
First, a man flapped his wings and flew high, surrounded by the power of the infinite Sunda wind. When he landed on the ground, he appeared to be a cold monk.
These people are all waiting in the square, which means that Zixiao Palace has not started the lecture yet.
Seeing the Sanqing brothers, Di Jun smiled and stepped forward to chat. Taiyi stood proudly behind his eldest brother, and the Chaos Clock was taken into his body.
There was no sadness or joy on Daozu Hongjun's face, and no emotion could be heard in his words, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Fellow Taoists, you came so quickly. My sister and I set out thousands of years in advance, but we are still one step behind."
There are three thousand human beings in Zixiao Palace. These three thousand do not mean that there are only three thousand, but they mean infinite. Anyone who is destined can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Taoism.
The twelve ancestral witches are powerful and the power of the witch clan is growing day by day. Continuing to stay in Fengqi Mountain puts the brother and sister in an awkward situation. However, the good ones in the cave heaven and paradise outside have already been mastered, and they really look down on the worse ones. This also makes the two brothers and sisters in an awkward situation.
They were never able to leave.
Although the Sanqing brothers claim to be Pangu's authentic sect, they only have one acquired treasure when they transformed, the black and yellow pagoda of heaven and earth.
Fuxi laughed and stepped forward to communicate enthusiastically with everyone.
This formation immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The gate of Zixiao Palace is nine feet high and five feet wide. Taking the number ninety-five, it is the highest in heaven and earth.
The five people communicated with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious, but Taiyi did not speak, and kept looking at the cultivation of the Sanqing brothers.
Seeing that Wu Yang, a little mysterious immortal, was here, Taoist Hongjun was full of surprise.
The entire Zixiao Palace contains boundless Taoist charm. Standing in this square, you can calm your mind and understand the unparalleled Taoism.
"The palace door has not yet opened, so we will wait at the entrance of the main hall so that we can be the first to enter Zixiao Palace."
The two of them landed in the square. Ancestor Hongyun was wearing a bright red Taoist robe and his face was full of joy.
Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the square and saw two brilliant fires shining in all directions, like the scorching sun. In the flames, there were three-legged golden crows flying high in the sky, and their loud cheers spread for millions of miles.
The words gradually became clearer from far away, and at the same time, the three figures gradually became clear. They were none other than the bright Taiqing with a poor sutra, the majestic Yuanshi, and the dazzling Tongtian.
There is nothing in this square, the light is weak, extending into the boundless sea of chaos, and the edges are hidden in the darkness.
I don’t know how long it took, but I saw the sea of chaos in the distance churning, followed by streaks of light that seemed to have broken through some kind of barrier and arrived at the square in an instant.
The person who came was none other than the Lord of the North Underworld Sea, Ancestor Kunpeng.
"It turns out it's them!"
With He Tu Luo Shu above his head and Tai Yi holding the Chaos Clock in his hand, the two Lords of the Sun and Stars arrived in front of the Zixiao Palace.
This man's eyebrows flew into his temples, his expression was high, his eyes were sharp and bright, and he seemed to have the arrogance to encompass the whole world and annex the nine heavens and ten earths.
The five fingers of his right hand moved together quickly, and after some calculations, Daozu Hongjun's eyes flashed. He suppressed his thoughts, and the image in the mysterious mirror turned, and the figures of the Sanqing brothers appeared.
"Brother, it seems we are not too late."
"Fellow Daoist Dijun and Daoist Tai, we have just arrived, and your speed is not bad at all."
After a while, the square became densely packed, and the number of monks increased greatly.
"Transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, they have some opportunities!"
In the chaos, a red light shone in all directions, and the power of flames surged out, which was no different than the light of the three-legged golden crow.
There are a lot of things to pay attention to when going to Zixiao Palace to listen to a lecture.
"Second brother, third brother, let's realize the truth together quickly!"
For example, Xi Kunlun Monk Xi Wangmu, Taiyin Star Lord Xihe Fairy, Chang Xi Fairy, Zifuzhou Donghua Taoist also came with several colleagues.
Patriarch Hongyun greeted Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, and they arrived at the gate of Zixiao Palace. Before they could say hello to everyone, many more creatures came to the square.
Empty, quiet, vast, dark.
After these monks arrived, the Lord of Ziwei Star, Zhongtian Ziwei Emperor, also came down wearing a Taoist robe of stars.
The Sanqing brothers walked all the way from Kunlun Mountain and were the first to arrive in front of Zixiao Palace.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches came to the Zixiao Palace. Seeing the arrival of more than twenty powerful wizards, everyone was shocked by this "large number" of creatures.
You must know that even Donghua Taoist, who has the most Taoist friends, only has nine people in his group, and they cannot be compared with the Wu clan at all.
The creatures in the square consciously moved out of the way, clearing a path for the witch clan.
The powerful aura of the twelve ancestral witches made the monks dare not compete. The auras of these ancestral witches were connected, and they were all powerful Daluo Jinxian. No force present could compete with them.