Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 246
In Wa's palace, Fuxi came to see Nuwa.

The saint's appearance does not change with time, and he has not seen him for many years, but Nuwa is still the same as before.

But Fuxi inexplicably felt that Nuwa had lost a lot of weight. He used to be by Fuxi's side all the time. Although he has been sanctified now, he always sits alone in Wa's palace.

Just sitting is the loneliness of countless thousands of years.

He always felt a little sad as an older brother.

Nuwa was very happy. Nuwa brought Fuxi spirit tea. After Fuxi took a sip, he put down the teacup. He really didn't want to drink tea.

Nuwa laughed lightly and said, "Brother, you are in a dilemma, how do you speak?"

Fuxi nodded: "It's rare to see him, and I need your help when I see something. I'm really ashamed to be an elder brother!"

Nu Wa smiled indifferently and said: "Brother said this to be a segregation, why should we say such things between you and my brother and sister."

Fuxi said directly: "In the future, the three religions will sign the list of gods, I hope you can stand on the side of Tongtian."

"Brother is so optimistic about that sect?" Nuwa asked.But Nuwa didn't ask what is the list of gods, Nuwa only said that it was calculated by Fuxi himself.

"On the contrary, my brother also thinks that he will be defeated, but," Fuxi said with a smile, "Tian Yan is fifty, but with forty-nine, I can't count the chance of survival for my brother."

"But that section taught me that I might not be able to kill a way out."

Fuxi said slowly: "After all, what the Taoist ancestor wanted was not necessarily to destroy all the sects. The sects on the chessboard of the Taoist ancestors are too small. The rise and fall of the sects may be just incidental."

Nuwa looked at Fuxi. Fuxi used to conspire against the saints of heaven and earth, but now Fuxi is already guessing the thoughts of Taoist ancestors.

It turned out that even if his elder brother was reincarnated as a human being, he did not abandon his former Tao.

Life and death reincarnate, Dao heart remains the same!
But the road ahead is still full of thorns!

Nuwa didn't know whether to be happy or worried about her elder brother.

Nuwa said: "I also have my own plan, but I can speak for Tongtian when signing the list of gods."

"But brother should understand that in order to stop teaching, this is the only thing I can do."

Fu Xi said: "Enough is enough."

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The Golden Luck Dragon was still hovering above the Biyou Palace, and the tenth claw of the Golden Dragon was still there, but there was only a little bit of the tenth claw left, and the entire golden dragon became sluggish.

Xu Siyuan just glanced at the Luck Golden Dragon for a while, and there was nothing pity about it, just like a pig that should be slaughtered when it grows up, the purpose of intercepting the prehistoric Luck is not to let the Luck Golden Dragon escape.

At this time, the change of dynasties in the world has also been completed, and the Holy Mother of Jinling also returned to Jinao Island.

Duo Bao looked at Xu Siyuan and asked, "Do you have anything else to prepare, Junior Brother?"

"Yes, there are still some things that can be prepared," Xu Siyuan sacrificed several talismans, and the talismans disappeared on Jin'ao Island in an instant.

Duo Bao didn't ask who Xu Siyuan was sending the message to. After Xu Siyuan's message was over, Duo Bao asked: "Brother, do you have time? Brother has also gotten a few pots of spiritual wine over the years. It's not good, but it's enough to drink."

"Brothers are invited, of course they are free," Xu Siyuan said, "Call all the brothers and sisters."

"That's exactly what I meant!" Duobao sighed, "Perhaps there will not be many opportunities for fellow disciples to get together to drink together in the future!"

So Duobao and Xu Siyuan sent messages together, and Yunxiao walked out of Dahe, and Zhao Gongming walked out of Luofu Mountain...

Not long after, ten disciples gathered in Jin'ao Island.

The last time the ten disciples toasted and drank was in Penglai to celebrate Xu Siyuan's happy acquisition of Xiandao.

Time always flies by quickly, time is long, and more than one hundred thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the years, the faces of the ten disciples have not changed, but all of them have experienced vicissitudes. In front of the disciples of Jiejiao, they are teachers and elders.

Only in front of these fellow disciples can they express their feelings and drink to their heart's content.

None of the ten fellow disciples was weaker than Da Luo, didn't they have the slightest expectation of the future?

But no one talked about the future, singing and dancing, drinking and getting drunk.

If you have wine today, you should drink freely with your fellow disciples.

Just drink it too!

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In Biyou Palace, there is no light and no darkness.

Tongtian is sitting in Biyou Palace, but Tongtian's aura spreads throughout the prehistoric world.

Time does not flow in Tongtian sitting place, and the law does not appear.

In this Biyou Palace, he is the Tao, the law.

He was transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, and obtained Pangu's essence and blood, Tongtian is the smallest among the three Qings, but Tongtian seems to have found his future path now.

The sword in Biyou Palace was filled with air, and suddenly the prehistoric void shook violently, and a sword flew out of Biyou Palace.

The way of the three thousand demon gods was suppressed in the wild, and among the three thousand demon gods, there were those who practiced the way of swordsmanship.

Kendo also has kingly way, domineering, and sword is divided into killing sword and self-defense sword...
There is actually more than one way of swordsmanship in the world.

But at this time, a sword flew out from Biyou Palace, but this sword seemed to have exhausted all the mysteries of swordsmanship in the world.

The sword pierces the world, the sword energy lasts forever, and the way of the sword is immortal.

Look at me with a sword that reaches the sky, and cut off the origin of the demon god.

A sword pierced the sky, a sword flew into the void, and under the sword, a demon god wailed.

Then the sword turned back to Biyou Palace in an instant, but the origin of the six demon gods was missing in the void. These six demon gods all practiced the way of the sword.

From now on, even if the prehistoric world is broken, these six demon gods cannot be resurrected.

From then on, my sword that reaches the sky is the truth of swordsmanship in the world.

The way of swordsmanship in the world is in my Tongtian hands.

The gate of Biyou Palace opened wide, and Tongtian walked out of Biyou Palace.

Saint Tongtian has become a saint of the third realm today.

Three thousand demon gods, three thousand saints, but most of the three thousand demon gods are saints of the first realm.

And even if the three thousand demon gods are resurrected, I, Tongtian, still have a sword to use!
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The sage broke through, the prehistoric world was shaken, and the whole world was shocked.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun smiled and said, "It's time."

Hongjun has a decree to pass on to all the saints: quickly come to Zixiao Palace to discuss matters concerning conferring gods.

Haotian has also left his true spirit mark on the list of gods and the whip of God, and Haotian returns these two treasures to Hongjun.

Haotian has a question: "Why didn't Daozu directly designate the people on the list?"

Daozu said with a smile: "If I appoint it, how can there be dissatisfaction among the saints?"

Haotian looked at Daozu, Haotian was still puzzled, all the saints are disciples of Daozu, why Daozu would like to see his disciples disagree.

Haotian has been a Taoist boy beside Daozu for many years, and only the Queen Mother can compare with him in terms of closeness with Daozu.

Therefore, Daozu is also very different to Haotian. Daozu said to Haotian: "You are the emperor of heaven, but you still have a saint on your head. Even if the saint does not take action, do you, the emperor of heaven, often feel a little suffocated?"

Haotian nodded, he actually did a very hard job as the Emperor of Heaven.

Daozu sighed leisurely: "My body is in line with the way of heaven, but the way of heaven is still in this wilderness."

Haotian then understood, and there is still a flood of heaven and earth pressing on Daozu's head.

Haotian looked at the list of gods, and suddenly felt a little dispirited.

He Haotian is still too weak after all.

Later generations say that being on the list of gods is destined to go to the stage of the gods, but if it is really destiny, why didn't the ancestors write down the names of the immortals directly on the list when they bestowed the list of gods?
Moreover, the immortals on the list are not determined by saints. The so-called destiny is just that the fist is not big enough!

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