Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 231
In the prehistoric world, on the mountains of the Two Realms.

Xiao Yang was wearing a golden red lotus dress, sitting cross-legged on an auspicious cloud, looking curiously at a young lady opposite.

Mrs. Zheng was wearing a white cloud suit, with delicate features and her face was tense, trying to show a sense of majesty, but in Xiao Yanghui's eyes, she was very interesting, but she didn't know that her image was in the eyes of Mrs. Zheng , is also a bit funny.

"Fellow Daoist Beichen was born in the quasi-sage realm. He has a deep foothold and is far superior to us. He is really blessed." Xiao Yang said to Xiao Zhengtai pointedly.

Little Zhengtai, that is, Taoist Beichen, had a gloomy look on his face when he heard the words, and said sullenly: "That's not the case, this seat has actually been conceived for more than ten calamities, so there is a quasi-sage at birth. Cultivation, it’s not surprising.”

So that's the case, Xiao Yang blinked his small eyes and nodded, looking really good-looking.

She thought about it, and said to Taoist Beichen: "Let's talk about it first. If the people who come later are below the quasi-sage, you will deal with them. If they are above the quasi-sage, I will deal with them." .”

Taoist Beichen naturally nodded in agreement, then he suddenly thought of something and said, "Then the cultivation of this person is in the quasi-sage realm?"

"Take turns, one person per person!" Xiao Yanghui nodded as a matter of course, Taoist Beichen was speechless, but finally nodded in agreement.

……

Above the sky, the four saints are shrouded in divine light, like a round of divine suns, shining through the ages.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, fellow Daoist Nvwa, fellow Daoist Houtu, and the prehistoric universe, please ask the three of you." Daoist Hongjun said to the three Hunyuan powerhouses.

"Hey, fellow Daoist Hongjun, do you really think of yourself as the Emperor of the Desolation? It is your responsibility to co-author this guard of the Desolation, not ours?"

Hongjun smiled, and said apologetically to Ye Ang, "Don't blame fellow Daoist Fuxi for a momentary slip of the tongue."

"Okay, okay!" Ye Ang didn't want to argue with him too much, and waved him away: "Your fairy world is still a mess, it hasn't been fully integrated yet, so go back and do your work."

"In this prehistoric catastrophe, everyone is in the catastrophe, so there is no need for Fellow Daoist Hongjun to tell you one by one."

Ye Ang looked like he was trying to run on Hongjun, but in fact, he reminded him that there were some traces.

It's no wonder Hongjun, after all, this catastrophe is related to his own enlightenment, so he pays special attention to every matter, every link, especially when it comes to the side of the Hunyuan powerhouse. They must be instructed in place, lest there be unforeseen consequences if they are not well thought out.

In the eyes of others, it seems that Hongjun really regards himself as the emperor of heaven, as if he is the master of this world.

However, in fact, Hongjun just cared too much about the success or failure of this catastrophe, so he showed such concern, and he cared too much.

But in fact, the three Hunyuan didn't mean to laugh at him. The Hunyuan Dao is the matter of proof. No matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful.

Just like the ancestor witch of Houtu back then, when it was obviously not time for the secrets to manifest, he ran directly from the land of Jiuyou to the prehistoric land in a hurry, found Taoist Hongjun, and helped him to build a bridge to help him Through the robbery.

Isn't it just for this achievement of Hunyuan opportunity!
So no one laughed at Hongjun, so Ye Ang just reminded him vaguely, telling him not to show too much trace.You don't have to really do your best to die.

Hongjun's wisdom is nothing to say, it is definitely top-notch, so he just listened for a while, then expressed his understanding, thanked Ye Ang with a nod, and then walked away in a cool manner.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, sister Nuwa, in the prehistoric land, the veins of the land are already indistinct, and there are losses and losses. I need to go to recuperate as soon as possible, so I won't bother you two." The ancestral witch of Houtu also bid farewell to the two.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, walk slowly, I won't give you any more."

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After sending the two away, Ye Ang and Nu Wa also slowly headed out of the sky. Their destination is the vanguard of the prehistoric universe.

"That Taoist Beichen has quite a deep heel. Although he is not as good as Yaochi at this time, I am afraid that he will be able to surpass her if he is given some time." Nuwa and Ye Ang, one step is hundreds of millions of miles , walking leisurely in the void.

"His heels are naturally deep. Yang Hui is the chaotic green lotus seed. In the prehistoric universe, he is the most noble. And that little guy, who proclaims himself a Taoist Beichen, is not weaker than Yang Hui in terms of fate. There are even winners!" Ye Ang sighed: "I don't know where Pangu got so many talents!"

Ye Yang's lament is actually justified. In a sense, his big apprentice seems to have a little heel from outside the territory.

But if you really want to talk about it, it seems that you also have a follower from outside the territory. It's really not clear if you talk about it like this.

"No one knows what God Pangu is thinking." Nuwa also said a little confused.

Ye Ang smiled indifferently: "What do you care about him, we have already forged the Dao foundation and embarked on our own path. Even if Pangu is resurrected, is it possible that we can still choose a different path?"

Practitioners, at their level, the most important thing is to climb to a higher level, sublimate the form of their own life, see a wider world, and weave more brilliant Dao fruits.

"My husband is right." Although Nuwa didn't particularly agree with him, she didn't object to his words.

"However, judging from all the signs, this catastrophe is indeed extremely dangerous. I am afraid that Styx alone will not be able to protect Qiong'er comprehensively."

While the two were talking, they had come to a place that was almost nothingness. Here, there were no stars, no sun and moon, even the dust was extremely thin, and the light was extremely dim.

This place has already left the starry sky, and has really come to the sky beyond the sky, and is beginning to approach the cosmic placenta.

"Of course I know that this catastrophe is dangerous, and even among the sub-sages in Kunlun, there may not be one out of ten. Even if I leave the means for the gods and demons on Dongji Mountain, I am afraid that more than [-]% will fall." Ye Ang sighed: "However, there is no way to do this. I can't protect them like babies. That's unrealistic and impossible."

"They are practitioners, explorers, seekers, and pioneers! Overcoming thorns and thorns, they are in line with their identities."

"If they just want to have a higher level of cultivation and a longer life, and they are not willing to endure disasters, then I have nothing to do. There seems to be no such way in the world, and it is impossible for me to create a system for them! "Ye Ang expressed helplessness, he didn't have that much ability.

"As for them, I'm afraid they don't want to do nothing and be flowers under the shelter."

"I have said before on Dongji Mountain that anyone who is unwilling to enter this catastrophe can go to the Great World of Yingzhou and practice hard in seclusion to avoid the catastrophe, but in the end, none of them are willing to go. "Speaking of this, Ye Ang was both relieved and annoyed.

Nu Wa also shook her head with a smile, "The first batch of congenital gods and demons who were congenitally sacred and bred from the beginning of the world are naturally unwilling to succumb to any fate, and it is their choice to open up the way."

"So, I can't protect them all. I can only watch them go to the battlefield. Maybe they will come back without even a skeleton!" Ye Ang became more and more angry, and he didn't know who he was angry with.

(End of this chapter)