Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

There are many disciples of the second generation of Jiejiao, even if only a small number of them came, it was enough to shock the people of Chanjiao.

It was explained that the war between the two religions continued, and both sides suffered casualties, and these casualties intensified the emotions of the two parties.

Zhao Gongming has the highest cultivation and strength among the disciples of Jiejiao, the peak of Daluo, holding 24 Dinghai Shenzhu, even if he is in the realm of great power, he can't stand a few hits.

In desperation, Ran Deng borrowed the book of Seven Arrows with Nailheads from Taoist Lu Ya, and personally cast a curse to kill Zhao Gongming!

This Daoist Lu Ya is none other than the good corpse avatar of the demon emperor of the demon world. Today's demon emperor has also reached the realm of heaven and earth power, beheading a corpse.

Taoist Lu Ya came here this time to help explain the teachings, and he returned in response to the catastrophe.

On the day when Zhao Gongming's Yuanshen lost his destiny, the flowers on the other side of the sky and the sky bloomed extremely brightly, just like Zhao Gongming's painstaking efforts were chilling.

On Sanxian Island, Sanxiao was furious and went out of the mountain to Xiqi himself.

Fairy Caiyun and Fairy Hanzhi all helped out together.

The mighty Jiuqu Yellow River formation was completed and placed in front of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The immortals in Yunxiao questioned Ran Deng face to face, but unexpectedly, the immortals refused to exchange Zhao Gongming's body.

San Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, and finally made a move.

Many years later, Kong Xuan will remember that day, he sat cross-legged on the high and far-reaching chaoge, the purple sky enveloped the entire land of the human race, and the sun god returned to the Fusang line sadly, only the yellow sand under the woman's feet was gone. It was the torrential river, she stood as tall as him who was hundreds of millions of miles away.

The woman stood at the place closest to the sky, and the endless flow of water from the long river washed away the red dust in the world, the filth and evil, and the glitz of impetuous people.

The river water from all corners of the world ticks and staggers, roars and gallops, or roars and whines, just like the peerless luthier who uses the water of the Yellow River as the strings to make a stunning song.

Under such a swan song, it is the tragic ending of the twelve golden immortals and three flowers of the Chanjiao being cut off, and the five qi being scattered. It also cut off the hope of the ten half-step powers. win or lose.

Sanxiao used a river of water to extinguish the Kunlun Yuxu palace lantern.

Yuan Shi, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, opened his eyes silently, and the temple carved out of gold, emerald and jade was plunged into darkness because of the extinguishment of the ancient jade lamp.

In such a majestic and awe-inspiring hall, tranquility is the only melody.

Yuan Shi slowly got up from the darkness, the cuff of Huayun Youjin's robe slipped to the ground, he picked up a handful of Ruyi from the darkness, the tentacles were gentle, and the three treasures were arranged on the top of Ruyi, neatly integrated.

Outside the palace, looking at the Baihe boy who suddenly fell into the darkness, he was shocked. The eternal lamp that illuminated the Yuxu Palace went out. He didn't dare to think about what happened. Lucky Palace Lantern.

No one opened the gate of the palace, Yuan Shi walked out slowly, under the light of a full moon, the shadow behind Yuan Shi was left in the dark Yuxu Palace, and Yuan Shi was dazzled by the moonlight.

Boy Baihe hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Greetings to Master."

"Go and call your master, come and sit down."

Boy Baihe didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly agreed and left.

It was night, on the Kunlun Mountains, the nine dragons chanted, and the golden light paved the long road across the sky. On both sides of the sky road piled up by hundreds of millions of golden clouds, the sky flowers bloomed one after another, and nine golden dragons flew in the sky. Take the dragon and step on the cloud to rush to Xiqi. …

When the sun rises in the east and a ray of morning light shines into the ups and downs of Xiqi, the Kowloon arrives on the clouds.

At that time, a Taoist led a green ox, and Taiqing sat on the ox, standing still in the haze that could not be seen clearly.

When the two saints met, Yuan Shi stood up and saluted, "Brother, you are here."

Lao Tzu sighed softly, and accompanied Yuan Shi outside Xiqi, "How could I not come?"

San Xiao stood outside the formation, and Yun Xiao saluted respectfully, "Greetings to Master Uncle, Second Master Uncle."

Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao only offered a gift, but never said anything.

Yuan Shi ignored them, and only said to Lao Tzu: "Brother, let's go to the battle to save people first."

Lao Tzu sighed again, "That's all."

The two sages entered the formation and broke through the nine-curved Yellow River formation. Both Bixiao and Qiongxiao were killed, and Immortal Hanzhi and Immortal Caiyun died together.

Lao Tzu took twelve nine-turn golden elixirs and supplemented the magic power of the twelve golden immortals.

However, the foundation of the Dao that they had cultivated through countless years of painstaking efforts could not be repaired.

Maybe it can be made up, but it's just that individuals have personal karma, and no one can say for sure.

But in the future, there will be more than a thousand yuan clubs, and then there will be more than a thousand yuan clubs, and the disciples who explain and teach will not be able to produce a great ability, unless they are personally conditioned by the law, or a great opportunity.

Lao Tzu ordered the yellow scarf wrestlers to take Yunxiao and press it under the Qilin Cliff.

On Jinao Island, Tongtian didn't move, but instead summoned disciples who were in Xiqi to return to Biyou Palace.

Although Bixiao and Qiongxiao are dead, Yuanshen is still on the list of gods. With him as a saint master, they may not be able to return to the immortal way in the future, and even the merits of the divine way will help them create opportunities again.

It's just that because of his disciples, Chanjiao will never recover from a setback.

It was precisely because of this, the last bit of guilt, that Tongtian didn't make a move.

As soon as the order of the Master of Tongtian came out, Dashang Zhongjiao was divided. Some people chose to obey the order, while others chose to stay.

Stay in the great business that they have accompanied for thousands of years, and live and die together.

Whether to go or stay is their own choice.

However, no matter which of the Jiejiao disciples had resentment in their hearts, they hated Chanjiao.

Countless disciples from the outer sect came from all the heavens and worlds, one after another, group after group, thousands of immortals, thousands of cultivators, just like the endless water of the Yangtze River, knelt down under Zizhi Cliff one after another, lined up in the East Sea from south to north. coast.

There are countless disciples from the outer sect, but none of them went to Jinao Island.

It's not that they don't respect the leader, nor do they have the heart of apostasy, they only have a heart to cut the sky.

Outside Jin'ao Island, ten thousand immortals come to court, and they all kneel to the south, but can't afford to kneel.

A call resounded in the vast ocean of the East China Sea, shaking the whole world, startling all worlds, and frightening all the mighty ones.

"Respectfully ask the teacher to come out!"

It was the elder brother Jiejiao who had always only obeyed his orders, kneeling in front of Biyou Palace.

"Respectfully ask the teacher to come out!"

It was the Guiling Holy Mother, the always merciful disciple, who knelt in front of Biyou Palace and begged.

"Respectfully ask the teacher to come out!"

It was the elder sister of Jiejiao, the most majestic Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit kneeling down to beg.

"Respectfully invite the leader to come out of the mountain!" It is the Seven Immortals who are kneeling outside the Biyou Palace, the Nine Obsidian King, the 12th Yuanchen, the 28th Constellation, and the [-]th Heavenly Gang and Dixie Lord. Personal disciple.

Ding Guangxian watched all the disciples kneel down, so he could only kneel down too and dare not stand out.

In front of the Biyou Palace on Jinao Island, the three major intruder disciples, the seven major true disciples, the core disciples of the Jiuyao 12th Yuanchen 28th Xingxiu, and the inner disciples of the [-]th Heavenly Gangdi Shaxing Lord were all kneeling.

Inside and outside the mountain gate, millions of immortals kneel and swim, begging their master to come out of the mountain.

In Biyou Palace, the little stars have never been so bright, and the little stars gather together to form a brilliance, like gems inlaid on the walls of the palace, illuminating the inside of the hall like a starry sky.

Tong Tian sighed, looked at the indifferent woman standing beside him, and said, "Why don't you ask to be a teacher?"

The woman said slowly: "Wudang is always guarding the Jiejiao. Therefore, the disciple cannot and will not die. My duty is to intercept the teaching inheritance."

Tong Tian nodded, looking into the distance, "You are right, this is your responsibility. You have your responsibility, the disciples outside the island have theirs, the disciples on the island also have theirs, and being a teacher also has the responsibility of being a teacher .

I'm doing the last bit of love for the three religions. After three years, if the big business is still there, I will fight against the world! "