Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 283 Operation of the Great Array

Then, the Qiankun cauldron began to rotate slowly.

On the densely packed Dao patterns engraved on the surface of the tripod body, a blazing and brilliant light burst out.

Refining the chaotic energy contained in it at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, there was a stream of pure innate aura flowing out from the other corner of the Qiankun cauldron.

Along the line of lines arranged by Chen Xuanji and Master Tongtian, it flowed to the innate spirit-gathering formation of the Three Realms.

The three realms, the congenital spirit gathering formation that had been arranged long ago, finally began to function at this time.

Streams of innate aura were drawn into the innate spirit gathering formation.

Then send them to the Three Realms, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths respectively.

Soon, Shouyang Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Tianting, and Longevity Mountain all received a large amount of innate aura.

As if the long drought meets the rain, in the vast Three Realms, within the envelope of the Innate Spirit Gathering Formation, endless vitality is recovering.

The dry towering tree has sprouted new shoots.

The withered flowers became delicate again.

The dry river water became clear again.

"The spiritual energy has recovered, this, this is the innate spiritual energy!"

"I haven't encountered such a rich and pure innate aura for a long time since the lich's catastrophe fell."

"With such a strong aura, wouldn't our speed of practice be faster than before the immeasurable calamity?"

Countless monks seem to have returned to the plain from the plateau.

Breathing in the rich innate aura with big mouthfuls, a happy expression appeared on his face.

If you don't prove Dao Daluo, you won't be able to get rid of the aura for a day.

And the innate aura is no less than a treasure to monks like them.

Shouyang Mountain, on the square in front of Bajing Palace, all the saints gathered together again.

"Brother, can you figure out how long this immeasurable calamity will last?"

Tongtian asked slowly.

Deploying the chaotic traction formation and the innate spirit gathering formation can solve the urgent needs of the Three Realms.

But the Three Realms are really too big, and it is absolutely impossible to maintain them with two large formations.

The Taiji diagram behind Taiqing slowly rotated, pinched his fingertips and began to deduce.

Soon, a rough result was deduced.

"The immeasurable calamity will not end for at least tens of thousands of years."

"In tens of thousands of years. It's still acceptable."

All the saints nodded thoughtfully on their faces.

"What we have to do now is to maintain the stability of the Three Realms with all our strength, let the chaos lead the formation, and the innate spirit-gathering formation will run safely and soundly. There must be no problems with the hundreds of millions of souls in the Three Realms."

The Six Sacred Witnesses are Heavenly Dao Saints, not Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

What is a sage of heaven?

The primordial spirit rests on the way of heaven, the way of heaven is immortal, and the saint is immortal.

But once the monks of the Three Realms fall in large numbers, it will definitely trigger the punishment of heaven.

At that time, under the backlash of heaven, even saints may fall to the holy throne.

So strictly speaking, this time the immeasurable calamity is the deepest calamity.

It is precisely not the monks below the Daluo Jinxian, but the saints.

When all the saints finished their discussions, they were about to leave.

Suddenly, on 33 days, a purple rain jade tablet slowly broke through the space and appeared in everyone's eyes.

Then, an incomparably loud Dao sound, accompanied by an incomparably terrifying Dao Yun, swept across the Three Realms.

"All saints, come to Zixiao Palace to discuss matters."

As the voice fell, a rich purple light burst out from the purple jade tablet, breaking through the space and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

According to Daozu's words, the saints did not panic, but the hundreds of millions of creatures in the three realms suddenly panicked.

"Daozu summoned all the saints, is there any major event going to happen?"

"The traction formation, the spirit-gathering formation has just been set up. Could it be that there is something wrong with the two formations?"

"Could it be that our generation of monks has really reached the end of the road?"

A feeling of anxiety, tension, and uneasiness spread throughout the Three Realms.

On Shouyang Mountain, Taiqing Laozi smiled helplessly, "They started scaring themselves before we set off."

"Dare to ask the Taiqing sage, Daozu summoned us to Zixiao Palace, but what happened?"

Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth and asked solemnly.

"I don't know either. When we get to Zixiao Palace, we will know everything."

Taiqing's voice fell, and the eleven saints broke through the space and set off slowly into the chaos.

In the vast chaos, darkness and coldness, and ancient stars everywhere, in a short while, the saints arrived at the gate of Zixiao Palace.

The little boy beside Daozu, Little Shitou, had already been waiting in front of the hall.

"Little Shitou, I have met all the saint brothers."

After seeing the ceremony, the little stone brought the saints back to Zixiao Palace.

"I'll wait to meet the teacher [Taozu]"

All the saints saluted Hongjun respectfully.

"Get up."

Hongjun shot out a burst of mana and lifted the saints up.

"Dare to ask the teacher to ask us to come here this time, what's the matter?"

Taiqing, as the chief of the second generation of Xuanmen, was the first to ask.

Facing Taiqing's question, Hongjun nodded slowly, with a more dignified expression on his face.

"The immeasurable calamity is approaching, the Dao eliminates the demons, and the demons may invade our three realms."

"Demon invasion?"

These four words are like pouring cold water into a boiling oil pan, causing a violent explosion.

Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, Styx, and Zhenyuanzi, these veteran powers, knew the real situation of the battle between dao and demon back then.

In the battle of Mount Sumeru, Hongjun raised his eyebrows together, Yinyang, Qiankun, and Qiankun fought against the demon ancestor Luohu.

Although the official statement to the outside world is that the Demon Ancestor Rahu was wiped out on Mount Sumeru.

But they all knew that in that battle, Luo Hu did not fall, but fled to Chaos.

But Lu Ya and the Xuanyuan family didn't know about the Battle of Mount Sumeru that year.

"Ancestor Daoist, didn't you wipe out Luohu in the battle of Mount Sumeru back then, why would there still be a demonic invasion?"

Lu Ya, Xuanyuan asked slowly, with great doubts in his eyes.

Hongjun shook his head lightly, "In this world, where there is white, there is black. No matter how powerful the white is, it cannot completely eliminate the black. Luo Hu carries the destiny of the entire Demonic Dao on his shoulders. It is as difficult as going to heaven to completely eliminate him."

In Zixiao Palace, there was a complete silence, and soon, Zhun asked.

"Then dare to ask Teacher Daozu, when will the demonic way invade?"

"Just within this immeasurable calamity, the evil way will definitely invade."

"The Taoist ancestor, with your current cultivation, you can't suppress that Rahu?"

Hongjun shook his head, "Luo Hu is much scarier now than when he was on Mount Sumeru. I'm not sure I can defeat him."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he said seriously, "Let's prepare for the battle. For my prehistoric sage, foreign enemies invade, so naturally we have to fight bloody to prevent the evil way from invading the prehistoric."

"is teacher."

Everyone nodded solemnly, and then returned to the Three Realms from Zixiao Palace.

In the depths of the chaos, in the Heavenly Demon Realm, in the Heavenly Demon Palace.

On a very huge throne, Luo Hu looked at the mysterious changes displayed on the pitch-black mill in front of him.

Slowly opening his eyes, a cold smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

The Taoist sect is in great decline, immeasurable calamity is approaching, and the day of his counterattack by the evil way has arrived!
"Wutian Demon God, hurry up and meet me in the Heavenly Demon Palace."

Luo Hu's voice was extremely domineering, carrying a will that no one could refuse.

It was transmitted from the Heavenly Demon Palace to the entire Heavenly Demon Realm.

Countless tens of thousands of years ago, Luo Hu failed to prove the Tao in the wild.

On Mount Sumeru, he was severely injured by Hongjun, Yangmei, Yinyang, and Qiankun with four enemies.

In desperation, Luo Hu had no choice but to escape from the flood and came to the chaos to avoid Hongjun's pursuit.

After countless tens of thousands of years of cultivation in the chaos, Luo Hu gradually recovered his cultivation.

Later, Luo Hu sneaked into the prehistoric world several times. After hearing about the three lectures of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun had already proclaimed the Dao and became a saint.

Luo Hu was disheartened, thinking that he would never be able to catch up with Honghuang again.

Unexpectedly, in the chaos, I had another chance to obtain an undeveloped world.

On the basis of this world, Rahu used the supreme way of magic to create the world of heaven and magic.

Today, after countless tens of thousands of years of development, the Demon Realm has become a big world that is not inferior to the prehistoric world.

There are countless strong men, and even Hunyuan Jindou strong men, except for Luo Hu, have ten of them.

That's right, there are ten of them, and all of them are Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian who have comprehended the power of law.

Four of them, Wutian, Wuxin, Wuxiang, and the Four Demon Gods, are all his direct disciples.

Among them, Wutian Demon God is the most powerful, in the realm of Hunyuan Nine Heavens.

After a while, a black-clothed figure appeared in front of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and slowly walked into the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"Disciple Wutian, see the teacher."

Wutian Demon God was covered in black, and his ink-like hair fell down.

A pair of eyes, dark and deep, like a vast starry sky.

Luo Hu asked concisely, "Do you know the prehistoric world?"

Wutian nodded slightly, "Teacher, it seems that he was born from the prehistoric world."

Luo Hu nodded slightly, "In the prehistoric world, there is a life-and-death enemy for the teacher. When the teacher was defeated and fled the prehistoric era, he left a prophecy that the way will disappear and the devil will grow, and the devil will grow and the way will disappear."

"When I escaped from the prehistoric times, the Taoist sect prospered, but the demon way declined."

"But now, it's very different. In the prehistoric world, immeasurable catastrophes are approaching, the Taoist sect is in decline, and my magic way is flourishing, so I can start to counterattack the prehistoric world."

"If there is anything the teacher needs the disciple to do, just ask."

Wutian attitude is still respectful.

"You go to the prehistoric world first, check what's going on, and report to me later."

The battle on Mount Sumeru that year had completely shattered Luo Hu's arrogance.

In everything, make a decision and then act, know yourself and the enemy, and you will be invincible.

"The disciple understands, but I don't know the coordinates of the Great Desolate Realm"

Although Wutian has heard of the Great Desolate Realm countless times from Luo Hu, he has never been there.

With a thought in Luohu's mind, a golden blueprint came into Wutian's hands, with a golden spot on it shining brightly.

"The disciple is going to check the situation."

Wutian nodded, raised his hand to tear apart the space, left the Heavenly Demon Realm, and rushed to the depths of the chaos.

It took only a few years for Wutian to reach the realm of the Hunyuan Nine Layers of Clouds with all his cultivation, and he came to the outskirts of the Primordial Realm.

When Wutian saw the densely packed patterns in the pitch-black chaos inside and outside, he couldn't help but marvel.

"Drawing the energy of chaos, refining it, and transforming it into innate spirit energy, the layout of this formation is complicated and involves a vast area, which is simply unbelievable!"

In the Heavenly Demon Realm, there is also the way of formation, but no one is proficient in it, and it is only roughly used.

In Wutian's eyes, even his own teacher, Luo Hu, would not be able to set up a large formation drawn by chaos.

"In addition to the Great Formation, there is actually a congenital treasure, the prehistoric life is rich."

Wutian licked his lips, and looked at the Qiankun Cauldron, which was a million feet high, connecting heaven and earth, constantly rotating, refining the energy of chaos.

An innate treasure, no matter where it is placed, it is a top treasure.

Rao is Wutian, as the number one Demon God under Rahu in the Heavenly Demon Realm, he only has one piece on his body.
"It would be great if I could get this innate treasure."

Regret flashed in Wutian's eyes, and the teacher told him to go to the Three Realms to check the situation first.

But once the Qiankun Cauldron is seized, I am afraid that the Primordial Cultivator will be alarmed immediately.

The prehistoric level is not weaker than the Heavenly Demon Realm, and there must be monks at the level of the Hunyuan Ninth Heaven Level. Once they are provoked, it will be bad.

Besides, this Qiankun cauldron can be regarded as the core eye of the formation that is innately covered by chaos.

Once he moves the universe, he will inevitably be counterattacked by the innate formation.

At that time, under the counterattack of the infinite chaos, I am afraid that I will have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"Forget it, forget it, this treasure has nothing to do with me."

Wutian shook his head, ready to go to the Great Desolation to see and spy on the specific news.

I don't know what major event happened in the prehistoric world, but such a large formation was arranged to reverse the innate aura
As soon as Wutian came to the barrier of the world of chaos and prehistoric, he encountered great rejection.

Wutian shook his head and smiled wryly, "I actually forgot that the Dao of Heaven rejected you."

A big world is not something that outsiders can enter casually.

If you want to enter a big world safe and sound, there are three ways.

The first one must be the aborigines of this world.

The second is the acquiescence of Heaven.

The third is to use strong means to directly attack the prehistoric.

But relying on Wutian's cultivation alone, it is obvious that he does not have the strength to attack the prehistoric.

"Forget it, find a place to wait and see if there are any Primordial monks coming out to travel the chaos"

As soon as Wutian thought about it, his body was hidden in the chaos, and there was no trace of demonic aura.

Being able to arrange a chaotic traction array and transform the chaotic energy into innate aura is enough to show that the resources of the prehistoric world have been lacking to a certain extent.

The monks in the prehistoric world will inevitably leave the prehistoric, go beyond the prehistoric, in the chaos, to seek resources.

In fact, the prehistoric situation is similar to what Wutian expected.

In the prehistoric world, since the advent of the Dharma-ending Era, the aura of heaven and earth has collapsed.

However, the innate aura drawn by the chaotic traction formation can only maintain the realm of the prehistoric monks.

If you want to practice and improve your Taoism, it is a bit of a fantasy.

Therefore, countless monks in Honghuang left Honghuang one after another to seek opportunities.

Of course, most of those who left were quasi-saint monks, and a small number of Da Luo Jinxians.

For this matter, the saints have no intention of interfering.

Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, whether you go out to seek opportunities, or stay in the wild to avoid immeasurable disasters, it is the monk's own choice.

It has nothing to do with them.

Ten years passed in a flash, and Wutian was very bored in the chaos.

Suddenly, on this day, Wutian opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

I saw in the distance, where the chaos was pulling the formation, there was a figure, controlling the magic weapon, flashing past.

The aura on the figure was the same as the aura on the chaotic traction formation, obviously it was a monk from the prehistoric world.

"Come to the pillow just after falling asleep, it seems that my luck is not bad."

Wutian smiled strangely, and did not act immediately, but concealed his breath, and followed the prehistoric monk to the chaos.

Wu Tianyue touched, and when he was about a certain distance away from Chaos, he appeared and stopped in front of the Primordial Cultivator.

(End of this chapter)