The strong from the wild

Yunxiao Bixiao Qiongxiao, the three of them flew into the air and chased after the peacock.

But the peacock flew at a few yuan, and with one wing, it was 24 miles away, and it disappeared at the end of the sky.

Fortunately, Sanxiao has the cultivation base of Tianzun, and he can also follow the direction where the peacock disappeared, and follow the peacock all the way.The flying speed of Sanxiao is also extraordinary. From a distance, only three rays of light can be seen, rising into the sky, and disappearing in the blink of an eye. It rained heavily and fell to the ground.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

The heavy rain fell on the ground from the eaves of the courtyard, hitting the ground, and waves of water gradually formed.

The creek, courtyard, and thatched hut are deserted.

Suddenly, a cloud of light came from a distance.

Yun Guang fell to the gate of the courtyard and turned into a monkey, holding a stick in his palm, it was Taoist Wukong.

"Ah! The old grandson is one step late!"

Taoist Wukong wobbled and wobbled as he walked, and came to the thatched hut where Meng Chengshen used to live.

He sniffed first, sniffed it vigorously, and then said to himself, "This Jiuqu Yellow River Town has been taken away! It seems that the fate of my grandson is not enough after all."

Immediately, he came out again, looked at the direction in which the peacock disappeared in the depths of the sky, and said, "A single wing of Confucius Xuandao is 24 miles away, and it can be flapped continuously, non-stop, at this level. It is rare in the world! My old grandson learned art from Subhuti and learned a kind of somersault cloud magic. A somersault is only one hundred and eight thousand miles away, and my old grandson's somersault cloud can only be used so much in a day. Once or twice, all the mana will be completely consumed, which is far inferior to Kong Xuandao, but today, my old grandson no longer likes somersaulting cloud spells... Practicing in the world is exactly That's it! The things I dreamed of before have been abandoned like shoes now. I don't know if the things I dream of now, will I not take it to heart when I get it in the future?"

He muttered to himself, walking back and forth between the courtyard and the hut.

After a long time, it stopped.

"That's it! That's it!"

Taoist Wukong shook his head, and said: "In a few days, Kong Xuan will officially establish a religion. I don't know if he can become the leader this time. If he can succeed, it means that the universe is mysterious and yellow. In addition to the six leaders, other practitioners also have the opportunity to become the leader. Kong Xuan became the leader, so how can my elder brother Zhen Yuanzi not be the leader? However, Zhen Yuanzi My elder brother became the leader, after all, it is the fate of elder brother Zhen Yuanzi. If I, Wukong Taoist, can't break through my cultivation, I will be just a Taoist for the rest of my life. I don't know if I can survive the catastrophe with my Taoist cultivation. Life comes. But... my Lingming stone monkey was originally a stone, with no thoughts, no worries, and no cause and effect. Now that I can come to the world for a while and live a wonderful life, it is considered a worthwhile life... "

The more he went on, the more obvious the mournful look on Taoist Wukong's face.

There was a faint heroic look in his eyes.

Tragic!

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People in the world often say the term "cloud nine".

It means that the sky has nine layers, so some people say that it is above the nine heavens.

Only after flying away from the land and entering the depths of the sky, with the turbulent universe and stars, did he know what the true face of the universe is.

The peacock flew into the depths of the sky and came into the void.

The fire cloud he held up also stayed in the void.

I don't know the origin of the red fire cloud, but it is still able to burn blazingly in this illusory and extremely cold void.

The peacock transformed into a man, extremely handsome, no matter how beautiful a woman in the world appeared in front of him, he would not think that he was much more beautiful than the man transformed by the peacock.

Kong Xuan.

Only Kong Xuan has this appearance.

But seeing him in front of Huoyun, waving his palms, and hitting a series of formulas, he landed on Huoyun.

The flames are blazing and constantly changing.

Wave after wave of Dao Yun rolled around the clouds.

With the display of supernatural powers and spells, Kong Xuan's originally round and beautiful face became fairer, and he muttered in his heart: "This kind of method that stirs up the secrets of heaven will consume too much after all. Soon, I will formally establish a religion, but This palace is indispensable. If this plan can be successful, the odds of our Confucian religion standing between heaven and earth will be increased by at least [-]%!"

A [-]% chance is enough for a practitioner, let alone a [-]% chance?

Kong Xuan stared at the billowing fire clouds with a crazy expression, like a gambler.

Practitioners, who is not a gambler?

There is no one in a hundred kinds of ordinary monks who can become immortals, and no one in a million who can become gods.

One tenth more chance means one tenth more surety.Compared with the one percent of becoming an immortal, or one ten thousandth of becoming a god, it is so much better!

Kong Xuan is not a born master either!

When he was just born between heaven and earth, Kong Xuan was only in the realm of pure yang, and he was born with a primordial spirit. He also took one step at a time, becoming a fairy and becoming a god, and then stepping into the gate of the avenue, and slowly came to where he is today. Kong Xuan is naturally very aware of the difficulties involved.Even when he became a fairy and a god, Kong Xuan still had a fresh memory of the scene of death and almost disappearing.

After a full seven or seventy-nine days, Kong Xuan stopped the magical formula in his hand.

The fiery red clouds in front of them have suddenly changed, and they have gathered together in one place, turning into a building.

At this point, Kong Xuan gradually calmed down. He kept looking around and sizing up the surrounding scenes. He found that the void of the universe was still extremely silent. Then he felt relieved, sat cross-legged in front of the palace, and adjusted his breath. After a while, he took out something like an incense tub.

Shower and change clothes!

Incense and shampoo.

After doing this, Kong Xuan shook his body and turned into a tall but ugly teacher.

This is Confucius, Kong Xuan's Dharma body of Confucianism, who founded the Confucianism lineage.

After incarnating as Confucius, Kong Xuancai set down the table in front of him, placed the Four Treasures of the Study on the table, and dipped his brush in ink.

The rolling dragon shape is flying in the ink.

This is dragon ink, which is condensed from the heart and blood of ancient real dragons, it is extremely rare, and the ball of ink in Kong Xuan's hand is especially precious.This is what Kong Xuan asked for many years ago from Yinglong's place named Jinlinzi. For this reason, he owed Jinlinzi a good relationship, and he will have to repay it to him when the day comes.

The writing brush is the wolf hair brush obtained from Liu Yi's place, and it is made from the long hair cut from the tail of a greedy wolf.

With pen and ink in hand, Kong Xuan flew up and landed on the blank plaque at the gate of the palace.

With a wave of his arm, he wrote three thick and colorful words...

"Fire Cloud Palace!"

A voice read these three words.

Kong Xuan's expression changed, and he said murderously, but when he saw the three flying people clearly, his face was full of smiles.

"The three friends are polite!"

Kong Xuan put away the writing brush in his hand, put the table and the four treasures of the study into his sleeves, bowed his hands to the three who were flying from a distance, and said: "You three sisters are polite! I have never met each other for a long time, three The younger sister still has the same demeanor..."

The three people who flew over were none other than Sanxiao Tianzun.

However, San Xiao did not directly answer Kong Xuan's words, but stood silently in the distance, staring at Huoyun Palace.

After a long time.

Standing in the middle, Yun Xiao bowed his hands to Kong Xuan and said: "Senior Kong Xuan is polite, Xuantianzong Liu Yidao is under Sanxiao, and pays respects to Senior Kong Xuan."

This bow made Kong Xuan speechless in astonishment.

Yi Wanzhong's heartbroken and distressed surfaced in Kong Xuan's heart.

Kong Xuan understood in an instant that after a lapse of calamities, the Sanxiao in front of him was no longer the Sanxiao Tianzun he was familiar with back then, nor was he listening to the sermons under the master of Jiejiao Tongtian, laughing and talking together, watching together. The flowers bloom and wither, just watch the water flow.

However, there are still countless pictures, which involuntarily reverberate in Kong Xuan's mind, as if the endless tide on the sea day and night, crashing wave after wave, stirring in Kong Xuan's heart.

At that time, there was no Confucian school, and there was no title of scholar, and naturally there was no scene of reciting poems and fighting against each other, but drinking and playing the piano, fencing and singing, can still be romantic and generous.Even though Kong Xuan is in the sword of all living beings, he has been reincarnated for a long time, lived and died countless times, experienced countless sorrows and joys, encountered countless kinds of birth, old age, sickness and death, and lost his wife and children countless times. He still can't forget it. Before the catastrophe, the time when San Xiao and San Xiao were brothers and sisters.

Life is a rare confidant.

Kong Xuan is not without father and mother, he still has a brother, the first Garuda in the world, but the two brothers fight each other when they meet, as if they are life and death enemies.

But Kong Xuan's parents had already died when Kong Xuan was born.

Legend has it that the phoenix never falls into a land without treasure.

In ancient times, the phoenix fought with humans and was seriously injured. He flew to the place where the five innate elements converged, and gave birth to a son named Peacock;

Besides Peacock and Dapeng, there are seven other sons on Phoenix.

This point is similar to the ancient true dragon. The legendary nine sons of the dragon god are different, and the same is true for the phoenix.

There are nine kinds of phoenixes: golden phoenix, colorful phoenix, fire phoenix, snow phoenix, blue phoenix, peacock, roc, thunderbird and gale.

That peacock is Kong Xuan.

It is precisely because of such a background that Kong Xuan's character is very strange.

Even when Kong Xuan first walked in the world, he had a very frightening habit, that is, he liked to eat people... Only when he was with San Xiao, could Kong Xuan feel that he was not alone in this world .

If there is no Sanxiao, if he had unjustly married Jinlan and became a brother and sister, Kong Xuan didn't know if he would lose his humanity and only focus on eating people, so he would fall into evil and heretics, and he would never wake up.

But now, when the siblings meet each other, San Xiao no longer calls him elder brother.

senior!

These two words, heavy as if they were majestic mountains, clasped in Kong Xuan's heart, making Kong Xuan feel extremely uncomfortable and panicked.

Originally, they were as close as flesh and blood, but now it was like strangers meeting by chance for the first time.

It's right in front of you, but you can't recognize each other.

This feeling is like a stick in the throat, and Kong Xuan's heart is like a needle prick.