Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

"The sage has a decree that private fights are not allowed in front of the Zixiao Palace, and those who make noise will be expelled from the Zixiao Palace!"

The voice of the boy who spoke was clear and clear, like uncut jade.

Wu Yang looked at the boy again, he was just like a jade doll.

"This is the future Supreme of the Three Realms, Emperor Haotian?"

Wu Yang smiled and looked at the other party, he had a good impression of this pink doll.

The virgin Yaochi next to her also had a small face, and she looked stern at the moment.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were silent, but Sanqing and the others expressed their affection to Haotian Boy and Yaochi Maiden one by one.

"The Zixiao Palace is now open, all senior brothers must not break the rules after entering, just wait for the master to start the lecture!"

After Haotian Boy gave an order, the door of Zixiao Palace finally opened. .

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Chapter 120: Entering the Purple Sky, Grab the Futon!

The gate of Zixiao Palace was wide open, and every creature looked into it.

It represents a chance, and those who are blessed have already felt it, and Wu Yang is also well aware of it.

However, the futon is of no use to Zuwu, they cannot submit to the way of heaven, and Wu Yang will not walk the way of a sage in the way of heaven, so there is no need for them to fight for the futon.

"Don't grab the futon, but you can stand closer to the front, so that you can listen to the Tao more clearly."

Wu Yang figured out the key point, what he could see clearly, Di Jiang Zu Wu and all the creatures present probably also understood.

At this moment, Haotian and Yaochi stepped aside, and all the creatures present rushed into Zixiao Palace immediately.

"go!"

Di Jiang Zuwu greeted, and all the Zuwu took Wu Yang and Jiufeng and they flew into Zixiao Palace in an instant.

From the outside, the Zixiao Palace only has a radius of ten thousand zhang. With Wu Yang's strength, he could arrive there in an instant, but after entering the palace gate, everyone discovered that there is a mystery hidden inside, and the space is infinite.

"The art of folding space!"

Dijiang Zuwu's eyes shone brightly. As the Space Zuwu, he was quite familiar with such occasions.

The Zixiao Palace developed by Hongjun Daozu uses special Taoism to fold the surrounding space, which has the true meaning of mustard seed.

The six futons in the Zixiao Palace are the targets of all living beings scrambling for them, each and every one of the strong sensed the mystery, and rushed away one after another.

For them, winning the futon is a great opportunity.

Wu Yang could see clearly that the Sanqing brothers were the strongest, and their escape speed was also the fastest.

"Perhaps, Hongjun Daozu is doing something about it."

Wu Yang looked around, but unfortunately found nothing.

The three Qing brothers merged into one body, and they flew past like a ray of light, occupying the three positions in front of them in an instant.

Immediately behind Sanqing was Patriarch Hongyun. This supreme being was powerful and especially good at flying. He rushed to the front almost immediately after Sanqing sat down, occupying the fourth futon.

There were only six futons, and seeing that there were only the last two left, the remaining monks panicked and rushed forward with all their might.

In the void, a shadow of a divine peng crossed the sky, and soon landed on the fifth futon.

This person sat down, with a flash of smugness in his eyes, he was the master of Beiming Sea, Patriarch Kunpeng.

Of the six futons, only the last one remained, and the four of them, Dijun Taiyi and Fuxi and Nuwa, were the closest.

Seeing that the two golden crows were getting closer, Fuxi was very anxious.

If the last futon is lost, the siblings will gain nothing.

At this critical moment, there was a gleam of determination in Fuxi's eyes. He suddenly turned his head and grabbed Nuwa, then poured all his mana into Nuwa, and suddenly pushed her forward.

Fuxi is sacrificing himself to win a chance for his sister.

Nuwa was originally a bit slower than Dijun and Taiyi, but now with Fuxi's help, she jumped forward and sat firmly on the sixth futon.

The two Jinwu brothers came to the front, but there was no place left. They could only look at each other and chose to sit on the floor.

After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were influenced by bringing Wu Yang and others. Although they had no intention of competing for the futon, they were also ranked behind Di Jun and Tai Yi when they arrived. ....

But at the moment, no one has any futons, and the Wu clan is all sitting in the second row.

Wu Yang sat with the ancestral witches, and his position can be said to be very high. Many innate gods were very dissatisfied with this, but no one dared to question anything.

Even the arrogant Yuanshi Tianzun, he only glanced at Wu Yang a few times, but didn't say anything after all.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun is arrogant, he is not stupid. He cannot afford to offend the current Wu clan, so he will not take the initiative to make trouble.

"Brother, why don't you take this seat?"

Nuwa looked at Fuxi, if Fuxi hadn't helped her just now, Nuwa would never have had the chance to sit here.

Fuxi lost his seat because of this, which made Nuwa feel guilty.

Fuxi laughed and said:

"Sister sit down, I'll be right behind you!".

Fuxi loves Nuwa very much. He knows that his sister has a competitive personality, so he is willing to help her get a seat.

Nuwa nodded solemnly, there is no need to say anything between the brothers and sisters, just keep everything in mind.

"Unexpectedly, Patriarch Hongyun actually took the position. Is it because of his superior strength? Or is Daozu Hongjun helping behind?"

Wu Yang scrutinized Patriarch Hongyun indiscriminately. The opponent's strength was still at the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian, but his escape speed just now far surpassed everyone else, only a mile behind the Sanqing brothers.

All of this makes people unable to see any clues.

But at this time, Hong Yun had a happy face, and was communicating with Immortal Zhenyuan Zi, he was obviously very satisfied with the futon he got.

Wu Yang could also tell that the ancestor Hongyun didn't seem to give up the futon easily.

"It's still early, there is a special Taoist rhyme in this Zixiao Palace, we can experience it by ourselves!"

Dijiang Zuwu said that when he came in, he had already realized the mysterious power of space, so he had enough time to realize it since there were still thousands of years before he started speaking.

The other ancestral witches also felt it, and they were fine when they were idle, and they each started to comprehend Taoism.

Wu Yang looked depressed, he didn't feel any dao rhyme.

At this moment, a new reminder appeared in front of Wu Yang.

[Rebirth in the prehistoric 910, 100 and five years, Patriarch Styx secretly incited everyone to target you. With the help of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Patriarch Styx was seriously injured. You managed to escape and get a survival reward: basic comprehension +100 Points, basic fortune +[-] points. 】

The two attributes of comprehension and fortune increased again, which made Wu Yang smile excitedly, and only now did he think of Patriarch Minghe.

"The old man Minghe, didn't he escape?"

Wu Yang looked back, and he found that Patriarch Minghe was sitting in the backmost position, almost approaching the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Ancestor Styx He was injured by the Twelve Ancestral Witches before, and immediately after the gate of Zixiao Palace opened, Ancestor Styx He was still recovering from his injuries. Location.

At this time, there are still many monks coming one after another. If they didn't waste time on the road, I am afraid that the position of Patriarch Styx will be even further back.

Sensing Wu Yang's gaze, Patriarch Minghe's eyes were gloomy. He didn't express too much, but quickly withdrew his mind and went all out to heal his wounds. ....

"Wu Clan, Wu Yang, you wait for me, as long as I, Styx, don't die, I will drive you all to extinction sooner or later!"

Ancestor Minghe had a monstrous hatred in his heart. At this moment, he turned his anger into strength, and began to recuperate wholeheartedly.

Now there are still more than 5000 years before Zixiao Palace begins to speak, which is enough for Patriarch Styx to recover from his injuries.

After Wu Yang confirmed the location of Patriarch Minghe, he secretly told Patriarch Wu Qiangliang the news.

"Okay, you can't do anything in Zixiao Palace, but when you get out of Zixiao Palace, we will destroy Styx as soon as possible, and don't give him a chance to return to the wilderness."

Qiangliang Zuwu was decisive in killing and attacking. Since he had offended Styx, it was best to kill the grass and roots as soon as possible.

Wu Yang received the understanding and blessings rewarded by Goldfinger, and at this moment, after retreating again, he can feel a trace of Dao rhyme.

"It seems that fortune and comprehension are really effective!"

Wu Yang secretly rejoiced that he didn't feel anything before, but now that the attribute has increased, he can feel that mysterious aura, which is the most intuitive expression.

Wu Yang didn't care about anything anymore, he immediately immersed himself in enlightenment, and felt the Tao rhyme of Zixiao Palace.

In Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun had already witnessed everything.

From Sanqing's coming to the square to the subsequent conflicts, Daozu Hongjun knew all these things clearly, but he had no intention of stopping them at all.

Daozu Hongjun had no choice but to take action until Patriarch Minghe was almost beheaded.

Small trends can be changed, but big trends cannot be changed.

Although Hongjun Daozu is not yet suitable for the way of heaven, he is already the spokesperson of the way of heaven, and many words and deeds can only be completed under the "instruction" of the way of heaven.

For example, allowing Zuwu to attack Patriarch Styx is already the greatest authority of Daozu Hongjun.

If Patriarch Styx was killed on the spot, but Taoist Hongjun remained indifferent, then he would be "punished" by the Dao of Heaven.

As the spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven, Daozu Hongjun must not violate the will of the Dao of Heaven.

Patriarch Minghe was one of the three thousand mortals in Zixiao Palace, and he lived to the end in the original prehistoric world.

This is the fate of Patriarch Styx under the influence of the Dao of Heaven, and all of this cannot be easily changed, so Daozu Hongjun must correct it in time when there are "errors" in the fate of Patriarch Styx.

Hongjun Daozu has been reluctant to make a move for a long time. I don't know if he is deliberately delaying, using this method to fight against Heaven, or he has other plans.

At this moment, Daozu Hongjun was checking Wu Yang's situation. He knew very well that the original Wu Yang and the Great Witch of Nine Phoenixes were not creatures in Zixiao Palace.

But now they are all here, including Feng Bo, Yu Shi, Hou Yi, Hou Qing, these great witches have all come to Zixiao Palace.

And Wu Yang is even more special among these witch clans. Even a mere Xuanxian can come to Zixiao Palace, which is indeed more "different" than great witches.

"This Wu Yang, is it a variable?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Hongjun Daozu's eyes.

Wu Yang's strength is too weak, and has not directly affected the general situation of the prehistoric world, so it is difficult for him to be punished by heaven.

Daozu Hongjun withdrew his gaze and continued to check the situation in Zixiao Palace.

At this time, there are still many souls coming one after another. They are all "destined people". Daozu Hongjun has not shown up to preach for a long time, and he is waiting for these people to come.

Thousands of years have passed without knowing it, and the 1-year period is approaching, but there are still two most important creatures who have not been present, which makes Daozu Hongjun also raise his head and look outside Zixiao Palace.

Back then, in the battle between the demons and Dao, Luo Hu blew himself up and killed hundreds of millions of living beings in the West. The infinite karma and cause and effect were all entangled in Daozu Hongjun.

In order to repay this karma and digest the boundless karma, Daozu had to do something to make up for the other party.

Just when Daozu Hongjun's thoughts were turning, there was a panic of shouting in front of the Zixiao Palace gate. .

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Chapter 121: Hongyun just won't give way!What to do?

"Fellow Daoist, slow down! Fellow Daoist, slow down!"

The sound of urgent calls spread throughout Zixiao Palace, and two hurried figures ran over in a panic.

Haotian boy and Yaochi girl were pushing the palace door to close, but they were pushed back by the force outside the door, preventing them from closing the palace door.

"Junior Brother, Junior Sister, please open the gate of the palace, we are also here to seek the Tao."

There was a request for a laugh from outside the door, Haotian and Yaochi looked at each other, they had to let go, and opened the palace door again.

After all, the time is still a little behind now, so the two outside have the right to enter Zixiao Palace.

Taoist Jieyin and Taoist Zhunti flashed dissatisfaction with Haotian, but they always kept a respectful and humble smile on their faces.

There was silence in Zixiao Palace, Wu Yang, like most monks, was still immersed in enlightenment, and was not disturbed by the arrival of the two.

At this moment, I saw two monks walked up with apologetic smiles on their faces. They had benevolent faces and benevolent faces. The two of them looked dusty in their clothes. It was obvious that they had traveled a long distance and experienced a lot of hardships and tribulations.

These two are the Western Lingshan monks, the guide Taoist and the Zhunti Taoist.

The Taoist Jieyin looked up and saw that the front row of Zixiao Palace was already full of creatures, and there was no place to set foot, let alone a place to sit.

This scene made the face of the leading Taoist instantly sad, and they clearly felt that the front and back of the seat had a great relationship with the opportunity.

If I sit at the end, I am afraid that this sermon will gain very little.

Boy Haotian closed the gate of Zixiao Palace, and he and the girl from Yaochi walked into the side hall.