i am a tree [prehistoric]

Chapter 100

Thanks to the joint efforts of the Lich and the Lich to repair the prehistoric land, it has returned to its vigorous appearance after a hundred years. The two clans seem to have learned their lesson. There was no such large-scale farce again.This made some prehistoric monks who were easily affected by the flames of war pay a little more respect to the Tsing Yi Venerable on the top of the Buzhou mountain.

And it was probably Xi Rong's tricks that day that made Di Jun aware of the power, and he later sent someone to send a gift, saying it was an apology.It's just that Xirong was neither an innocent creature who died in the Lich War, nor the lakes and mountains that were beaten to pieces, so why should he make an apology?Immediately waved his hand, and asked someone to take the gift back.

After a very peaceful period, one day, the Tsing Yi Venerable was sitting at the stone table drinking tea as usual.Suddenly he said to Yang Mei.

"How long is it until the third sermon?"

Yang Mei said, "It's only a hundred years."

On the side, I said excitedly. "The Dao ancestor said that he will preach three times, and it will be the third time in a hundred years. This time, he should teach us the method of sanctification, right?"

Although I know that sanctification is too far away for me, but this does not prevent him from thinking about it, if a pig has no dreams, what is the difference between being a pig and a salted fish?

Xi Rong seemed to be just asking casually, but nodded slightly and did not speak again.But in reality, she was thinking about something else.

Rahu said at the time that he would give her something before the third sermon, when exactly?Now it's only less than a hundred years away.

For Xi Rong, who has been used to the long years of prehistoric times, a hundred years is really short, and it seems to have passed in a blink of an eye, because she couldn't directly contact Luo Hu, and this uncontrollable feeling made her a little nervous.

After all, not long after Hongjun's third sermon was over, it was time for him to be in harmony with the Tao. After that, he would have greater control over Honghuang. Tiandao extracted that drop of blood from the endless sea of ​​blood under Tiandao's nose.

But feeling the 'line of sight' sticking to her body, Xirong also knew that she had no choice but to wait.

But then again, last time Luo Hu took advantage of the fight between the two lich clans to come to see her, and if Luo Hu came to her after that, how would he avoid the way of heaven?

Xirong didn't think that Luo Hu was someone who liked to talk big, so she felt that there must be some deep meaning in it.She thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt blessed.

Wait, could it be that he wants to...do it while everyone is flying to Zixiao Palace?

A hundred years later.Xi Rong, Yang Mei, Yu Yu and the others once again flew towards No.30's triple sky. Along the way, many monks who were in a hurry would stop and pay respects after noticing the blue clothes.What they worshiped was the powerful strength of the other party, and they also worshiped the compassionate heart under the strong power of the other party.

However, what they didn't know was that under the indifferent appearance of Venerable Tsing Yi at this moment, there was a nervous heart hidden.

Although with the passage of time and her trust in Luo Hu, the troublemaker, she was certain that the other party would take some action at this time, Xi Rong didn't know what the specific action would be.As a passive recipient, she wished she could watch all directions and listen to all directions, so that she would not miss Luo Hu's movements.

But at the same time, being 'watched' by Tiandao, she couldn't show the slightest abnormality.

Just when Xi Rong was feeling anxious, she suddenly heard a simple buzzing sound, the sound was deep and deep, but it spread far and far.

Pan Gu reacted immediately.

[This is... the Chaos Clock? 】

On top of her head!

Xirong suddenly looked up, she is now in the No.20 eighth heaven, and the place where the sound is made is obviously in the higher heaven.

Xi Rong didn't know why her heart moved, and she faintly had a strange premonition, and she spoke to Yang Mei and Lulu without thinking.

"Let's go take a look."

Although Jingshi Bailian's autonomous flying speed is very slow, these chaotic heavenly realms are not ordinary places. With Yang Mei, the space demon god, their speed is not slow.In a few breaths, they passed through the chaotic space of No.20 Eight Heavens and reached No.20 Nine Heavens.

As a barren realm of heaven, here is a vast expanse of whiteness like other realms of heaven. The violent wind blows in the chaotic space. The result of death.

But as soon as Xirong raised his eyes, he saw several figures fighting on the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and the invisible magic power smashed the cotton-like white clouds in the sea of ​​clouds into 'white snow' falling down.Each layer of the Realm of Heaven is as big as the Great Desolate Land below, so they are far away, and Xirong's naked eyes can't see the appearance of those people clearly.But Pan Gu could see it clearly, and so could Yang Mei and Yulu.

Pan Gu: [It's Dijun and the others and Houtu. 】

Compared with Pangu's simple statement, Yuyu's voice was much more surprised.

"My lord, it's a person from the Heavenly Court. The demon emperor led people to surround the Houtu Ancestral Witch, and one of them is fighting with the Houtu Ancestral Witch!"

While everyone was talking, they were getting faster and faster away from there, and Xirong finally saw the situation there clearly.The first time she saw Di Jun, Tai Yi and his party's gorgeous caravan.It was still shining golden and brilliant like before, the three-headed dragon was pulling, and the Chongming bird was flying beside it.It is extraordinary at first glance.

Not far from Luanjia, Houtu in human form, wearing a light yellow dress, was fighting with another man in a dark brown robe.Like Houtu, that man seemed to be a physically strong fighter, but he actually had a fight with Houtu.Because their movements were too fast, the clouds and mist were stirred up and shattered around them, Xi Rong only felt that the man looked familiar but couldn't tell who it was.

At this moment, the man suddenly raised his head and let out a scream, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a big bird covering the sky and the sun.It has a huge body, and when its wings move, a hurricane blows towards the back soil.

Xirong opened her eyes slightly, and finally recognized who this man was.Kunpeng!

Kunpeng's heel was very good, especially his attack speed was extremely fast. Houtu didn't notice for a while, and the hurricane blew fine wounds on his body, and blood oozed out of these wounds immediately.

"It is said that you Houtu has the best personality among the twelve ancestor witches, why are you so angry now?"

Kunpeng, who succeeded in one blow, laughed out loud, his voice full of indescribable sarcasm.

"Am I wrong? The Witch Clan doesn't cultivate their primordial spirits, they don't understand the secrets of the heavens, and sooner or later they will perish. At that time, they may even be inferior to the Dragon Clan, Qilin Clan, and Phoenix Clan!"

"It's just a flat-haired bastard, don't go crazy!"

Hou Tuben was worried about this matter every day, and now he was very angry when he heard Kunpeng cursing their witch clan like this.Directly turned into a true body.Reach out and grab the Kunpeng in the sky.

"Your Honor?"

Sitting in the Luanjia, Di Jun noticed the Venerable Tsing Yi who was sitting on the white lotus in the world and flew towards him, and a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes that were watching the show.

Xirong looked at the people in the heaven who faintly surrounded Houtu alone, and frowned slightly.

"How is this going?"

Although she knew that the conflict between the two Lich clans would not be easily resolved just because of the previous beating, these guys had personally promised her that they would be more peaceful in the future.Besides... Dijun and Taiyi are also the masters of the Heavenly Court after all. It's not very nice to act like this when Houtu is alone.

Di Jun immediately explained.

"My lord Mingjian, this has nothing to do with my monster clan's Heavenly Court. It was because Kunpeng had an argument with the ancestor witch queen for some reason, and then the fight started. I just happened to pass by, so I stopped to take a look."

After what Di Jun said, it seemed that they were just a group of innocent people eating melons.

But Xirong knew that this matter was definitely not as simple as what Di Jun said, after all, Kunpeng would have a famous name in the future, the demon master Kunpeng.Based on this possibility, the connection between Kunpeng and the Heavenly Court at this moment seems to have other meanings.

You know, for no reason, who would provoke the popular witch clan, or bully the descendants who are most favored by brothers and sisters among the twelve ancestor witches?Is Kunpeng a fool?No, on the contrary, he has always been very shrewd in the wild.

So Xirong had to guess whether Kunpeng had mixed up with the Yaozu Heavenly Court, maybe this time was his vote to show his strength and loyalty to Dijun?

At the same time, Kunpeng was hit by Houtu's punch, as if a kite with a broken string fell for a certain distance, and then Kunpeng staggered and flapped its wings to stop its landing.And at this moment, Kunpeng's bird eyes and Xi Rong looked at each other inadvertently at an angle that was invisible to others, and Xi Rong clearly saw a red light flicker in those bird eyes.

It's a demon!

Xi Rong's heart skipped a beat, except for the fact that she had regarded Jie Qi as a demon before, this was the first time she saw this scene, but she understood it with just one glance, it was definitely Luo Hu's demon!

And the inner demon has always been famous for sneaking into the silence and making people unpredictable, so the overly obvious red light in the bird's eyes just now is probably not an accident, it is Luo Hu reminding Xi Rong of something.

Countless thoughts flashed through Xi Rong's mind.

[It turns out that Kunpeng was influenced by Luo Hu's inner demon.What happened this time must have been calculated by Luo Hu. Could it be that the drop of blood was on Kunpeng's body? 】

【No, not on Kunpeng. 】

Pan Gu denied Xirong's guess, and instead looked at the ancestral witch queen soil with a snake-tailed body.

【That drop of blood is probably on Houtu's body. 】

Pangu was not proficient in most conspiracies and tricks, and was even called Tiehanhan by Xi Rong all the year round, but he was not an idiot, and if this was done by Luo Hu, the matter was actually very simple.

Houtu is the creature formed by the essence and blood in his heart, and he has his strong blood aura, just like Pangu and Xirong used the essence and blood in Houtu's body to draw Pangu's big array to hide Pangu's own aura. Under such circumstances, if Luo Hu wanted to avoid the detection of Heavenly Dao, then Luo Hu could only hide the drop of blood on Hou Tu's body.This is like a drop of water hidden in the ocean is the safest.

Of course, because this method is the most effective, even Pan Gu himself can only guess, unable to accurately sense whether the drop of blood is on Houtu's body or not.

After Pan Gu's instructing, Xi Rong's eyes flashed darkly, and she immediately understood what Luo Hu meant.She turned to look at Yang Mei.

"The Zixiao Palace is about to preach, but they are fighting here because of some verbal disputes. It's really inappropriate. Let them stop."

Yang Mei nodded, and then flew straight into the circle where Kunpeng and Houtu were fighting. With a wave of his sleeve, countless willow branches grew out of thin air, preventing the two from attacking.

"My lord tells you to stop."

"His Holiness is here?"

Hou Tu immediately turned his head when he heard the word Venerable, and then saw the Venerable in Tsing Yi not far away. She paused, quickly withdrew her strength, and transformed back into a human form.

"Your Honor?"

The red light in Kunpeng's eyes quickly extinguished as if he had completed a task, but Kunpeng didn't feel anything unusual.He glanced at Di Jun first, and then bowed to the Tsing Yi Venerable under Di Jun's eyes.

Houtu, because his clothes were a little embarrassed, used his mana to change his clothes before walking over, his eyes full of admiration.

"I have seen His Holiness."

Xirong looked at the Houtu ancestor witch in front of her. She knew that she looked very strange in the eyes of Luo Hu's idiot. A gentle and kind person who likes to meddle in other people's business, then according to Luo Hu's thinking, she must stop this fight at this moment.

But... Where is the drop of blood on Hou Tu?

The Venerable in Tsing Yi held Houtu Zuwu's hand affectionately.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, how have you been recently?"

Zuwu has a strong body and strong healing power. At this moment, the small wounds on Houtu Zuwu's hands caused by the hurricane have begun to heal.And at Houtu Zuwu's tiger's mouth, a little red mole seemed to come alive, and it jumped into Xirong's hand very quickly.

Because of Xi Rong's physical problems, the red mole couldn't penetrate under Xi Rong's skin, so it showed its original shape at this moment, it was a small and round drop of blood, condensed in Xi Rong's delicate and white palm.

Sensing the extra tactile sensation in the palm of her hand, Xirong immediately understood that the thing was in her hands!

Smuggling Pangu's blood under Tiandao's nose, such a thrilling situation made her feel nervous, but on the surface she still kept the hand holding the thing in her cuff calmly.At the same time, he looked at Houtu with gentle eyes.

Honghuang's interpersonal relationship is usually not so hands-on, Houtu was a little shy and delighted by Xirong's affectionate movements and gentle eyes at this moment, his head was dizzy, and he didn't notice this abnormality.

"Everything is fine. Thank you His Holiness for your concern."

Seeing this situation, Di Jun's eyes flashed with displeasure.As the deadly enemy of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, he naturally couldn't see that the Witch Clan got the favor of the Tsing Yi Venerable.But it's a pity that this kind of thing doesn't happen if he doesn't want to. It seems... the Tsing Yi Venerable is obviously standing behind the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

What is this doing now?Do you want to use this scene to warn him not to do anything to the Houtu or the Witch Clan again?

Xirong, who was getting nervous, didn't know that a series of conspiracy theories had arisen in Dijun's mind. She tried her best to say a few more homely words with Houtu, and then she spoke.

"It's getting late, let's leave quickly."

Houtu nodded, and took the initiative to stand behind the Tsing Yi Venerable, as if intending to go with the Tsing Yi Venerable.Not knowing what was in his mind, Di Jun thought for a while, and followed with the rest of the Heavenly Court.In the end, Xirong's team of only three people turned into a mighty group.

But they were on the same road until No.30 Second Heaven, and when they reached No.30 Third Heaven, the Tsing Yi Venerable disappeared in just the blink of an eye.

"Your Honor?"

Di Jun glanced in astonishment at the place where the Tsing Yi Venerable should have been.Then he looked at Yang Mei hesitantly.

"This……"

Yang Mei and Yulu, who had experienced it twice a long time ago, were very calm, noticing the strangeness of everyone, Yang Mei just said indifferently.

"Don't worry, His Holiness just went to Zixiao Palace before us."

"But...how can there be traces of Zixiao Palace here?"

Di Jun was even more confused.

This is going to Zixiao Palace?

It's Dao Patriarch's dojo there, so easy to go, how can this make them who have worked so hard to find the place so embarrassing?

"The way His Holiness went to Zixiao Palace should be different from ours."

Yuu said: "I guess I was invited by Daozu to drink tea?"

His expression was very serious and proud, because he really thought so.

After all, His Holiness went to Zixiao Palace much faster than them.Moreover, Daozu and his venerables are friends of Taoism. I heard from the venerable that the Daozu invited the venerable to drink tea when he arrived. If this is the case, then the guess that Daozu invited the venerable to drink tea seems to be reliable.

When Di Jun and others and Houtu heard this, they also felt that this statement was the most reliable, and they were immediately in awe.I secretly sighed in my heart, sure enough, the treatment of the strong is different from them!

When he heard Haotian came to report again, and Xirong was the first guest again, Hongjun was so tired that he was not even interested in asking Tiandao Xingshi for his crimes.Because that Heavenly Dao will always prevaricate him with words like 'she has a destiny with Zixiao Palace'.

Hongjun: For the rest of his life, he might feel sick to his stomach when he hears the word fate!

However, what he didn't know was that if Xirong knew about this, he would probably just say with a dead eye: Do you want this fate for you?

When she realized that she had teleported to Zixiao Palace again, Xirong's heart almost rose to her throat.The hand hidden in the sleeve held the drop of blood tightly, for fear of being discovered by Hongjun and Tiandao.

As a good citizen, she has never done anything illegal in her entire life, and as a result, she did such an act against the heavens right under the eyes of Tiandao.This made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles, always feeling that an enthusiastic crowd would jump out to expose her in the next second, or someone would shout, "there is only one truth, and the culprit is you!" '

Fortunately, what Xi Rong was worried about didn't happen. Her strange and special physique seemed to have played a role, effectively isolating the breath of that drop of blood.

Until now, Tiandao, who has been 'watching' her, seems not to have noticed her abnormality.Tiandao didn't notice it, and Hongjun naturally couldn't notice it either.

In this way, when all the predestined people came together, the third Zixiao Palace sermon began.It is still the familiar high platform, the familiar second highest seat.But this time, because of the drop of Pangu's blood in her hand, Xi Rong couldn't sleep.

Xirong, who realized this, sighed inwardly. Sure enough, people can't do things that violate laws and disciplines, otherwise, you see, she would suffer from insomnia in this holy place of sleep!

Xirong, who couldn't sleep, chatted with Pangu sometimes, and listened to Hongjun's sermon in a daze, but finally got really bored, and she couldn't help but slightly opened her eyes and looked towards the hall.

She was facing the people in the hall like Hongjun, so at a glance, everything in the hall fell into her eyes.As a result, when she saw the past, she was stunned for a moment.

Because the expressions of those listeners were really strange, a small number of people had calm faces, but most of them either had trembling faces, bulging veins on their faces, or wrinkled facial features in pain.But even so, they still sat firmly on the floor tiles of the main hall, their eyes seemed to be stuck together with glue, and they did not open their eyes.

Looking at it like this, Xi Rong felt that they didn't seem to be listening to the sermon, but rather...constipated for seven days.

【What happened to them? 】

Pan Gu understood the reason for this situation at a glance.

[Hongjun is teaching them the way of saints, but this way is too difficult, they don't understand it, but they have to figure it out. It's not crazy because this place is Hongjun's dojo, and Hongjun suppressed it. 】

Sanctification is not a trivial matter, even if Pangu didn't know his future fate, he knew that most of the people present could not be sanctified, and no matter how hard they tried to listen to the way of sanctification, it would be futile.

But to be clear, Pan Gu could appreciate their dedication to seeking the Tao.

The Way of a Saint?

Is this what Hongjun is talking about now?

Xirong's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but feel a little more interested in the agitated person. Although she knew that she had no chance of becoming a saint, the old saying goes, 'Everyone is here,' and it doesn't cost money to listen.

Daozu Hongjun's indifferent voice continued. "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, they regard all things as humble dogs, sages are not benevolent, and treat the common people as humble dogs. Between heaven and earth, it is like a dog...【Note 1】"

"The highest goodness is like water. Water is good for all things without competing...【Note 2】"

"Day 49, Tianyan 3, escape to one...【Note [-]】"

As his voice continued to resound in the Zixiao Palace, the rays of light and auspicious aura continued to drift in the air, dots of colorful ceiling flowers fell on the heads of everyone, and bright golden lotus blossomed out of thin air on the ground.The entire hall was filled with mysterious Dao rhyme.

[It doesn't sound that difficult to understand, why do they look very painful? 】

It was the first time that Xirong listened to the class seriously, and unexpectedly found that the mantras of Daoist Daoist Hongjun were not as obscure as she imagined.

Just listening to it, she felt sluggish all over her body. The previous nervousness was suppressed, and a drowsy feeling came to her instead. She didn't even have time to wonder why she suddenly became sleepy, and her eyes slowly opened. close up.Consciousness sank into darkness, only the hand hidden in the sleeve still remembered tightly holding the hard-earned drop of blood.

[Xi Rong?Xirong? 】

Sensing that Xirong had lost his voice before he finished speaking, Pangu hurriedly called out a few times.But he didn't get a response, he was a little flustered, he thought something happened to Xirong, he checked it quickly, but suddenly noticed someone's breathing that was too smooth and regular.

Pangu, who had already experienced it once, fell silent instantly.

...Is it because I was too nervous to sleep as promised?Is it easy to understand what Professor Hongjun said?

Is that why you're so nervous?Do you understand Dao so well?

However, after realizing that Xi Rong was just asleep, Pangu was still relieved, he fell silent, and began to meditate in the darkness. He, who usually laughed heartily, was surprisingly quiet at this moment.

He was trapped in Xi Rong's body, he couldn't leave Xi Rong, and he could only talk to Xi Rong, so for so many years, whenever Xi Rong fell asleep, he spent it like this.

In Zixiao Palace, it took Hongjun 3000 years to preach for the first time, 6000 years for the second, and 9000 years for the third. 9000 years passed in a flash.

When Hongjun Daozu's voice stopped, everyone opened their eyes in a daze.But unlike the previous two times, Hongjun did not let them leave immediately after the sermon this time.

His gaze swept over the six people sitting on the futon in front, and he spoke slowly.

"I am the first saint in the world. I should teach three thousand ways to all living beings. Now that I have finished my three lectures, however, the way of heaven is lacking. I still can't count my merits as complete. In a few days, I will be in harmony with the way of heaven. , Zixiao Palace will close its doors and hide in the depths of the No.30 third heaven, if there is no major event, Zixiao Palace will not be born."

Heaven is missing?Daozu wants to fit the Tao with his body?

Everyone was stunned by the news.For a while, they all looked up at Na Hongjun Daozu, but saw that the other side was indifferent, and there was no expression at all when he said this. , she also didn't have any expression changes, as if she knew everything a long time ago.

"In addition, when I became a saint in the past, the heavens gave me the foundation of several Taoism, the majestic purple energy. Today, it should be the day they were born."

Hongjun glanced at the Tsing Yi Venerable at the first place, and then his eyes fell on Sanqing.

"Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, Tong Tian, ​​you...would you like me to be your teacher?"

What Hongjun wanted to say was, "Sanqing should be my apprentice." It's nothing to say. As the ancestor of Taoism, he should have such arrogance, and Sanqing will never refute him, but thinking of the relationship between Venerable Tsing Yi and Pan Gu, Hongjun still gave the other party a face. Ask one or two.

Sanqing was naturally delighted and bowed immediately.Open in unison

"Naturally, I will meet the teacher later!"

"So, you should be my direct disciples."

Hongjun nodded, and with a wave of his hand, three streaks of Hongmeng purple air flew out of his sleeve and landed in Sanqing's body.Then he looked at Nuwa who was on the side.

"Nuwa, you have a relationship with me as a master and apprentice, so you should be my apprentice."

The apprentice Hongjun said meant an ordinary apprentice, whose status was obviously not as high as that of a direct disciple, and even his tone was not as soft as the one he had just given to Sanqing.But no matter whether it was Sanqing, Nuwa or the others, they knew that it was not Sanqing's fault. Nuwa glanced at the tall Tsing Yi Venerable from the corner of her eye, and then bowed deeply to Hongjun.

"Nuwa pays respects to the teacher!"