Starting from the Wilderness, I worked hard to get a Heavenly Saint

But here appeared another red-faced man.

"Red-faced man greets the Taoist Patriarch." The red-faced man said respectfully.

Patriarch Bodhi looked at him and said, "I didn't expect that Taoist Zhu Rong's inheritance would be born at this time."

"This is the first time since the ancient world was shattered."

"Yes." The red-faced man said respectfully.

“But Daozu, the red-faced one, was born just to follow the will left by the master and ask a question.”

what is the problem?

Ji Zheng was very curious. He knew that the red-faced man wanted to do something when he broke through to the True God.

He didn't know what that thing was.

Or is it just a question?

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head. "Haven't you already heard about it? Why ask again?"

"But Gonggong was saved by my master, how could he die again!"

"He is unworthy of his master's intentions!"

The red-faced man was very emotional.

In the ancient world, people said that Zhurong and Gonggong were mortal enemies who would fight to the death.

But only it knew that its master and Gonggong had a friendship in the past, and that they were even in a life-and-death crisis.

Its master died instead of Gonggong!

With such kindness, how could Gonggong die!

How could this be!

Ji Zheng didn't know about this and was surprised. He only knew that the matter between Zhurong and Gonggong was not that simple.

But I really don’t know that the ancestor god Zhurong died to save Gonggong.

But Ji Zheng soon felt regretful.

This question also has no answer.

Is Gonggong still alive?

Of course he's still alive!

And he lives in the secret realm left by Nuwa, waiting for the final catastrophe to come.

Is it just possible to say this?

No.

Because once it was said, the Heavenly Dao would know, and one of the final villains, the Lord of the Inner Demon, would also know.

So Patriarch Bodhi could only shake his head and said, "After all, the person is gone. There is no way to investigate this matter."

The red-faced man was unwilling to give up. He wanted to know where Gonggong died in the end. Even if he was dead, he wanted to see the corpse.

However, in order to show respect to the Taoist Ancestor, the red-faced man could only bow silently and return to the stone mansion.

This kind of thing can only be done when Ji Zheng breaks through to the level of True God.

Inside the gym.

Only Ji Zheng and Patriarch Bodhi were left.

Patriarch Bodhi looked at Ji Zheng and said, "You have many predestined relationships. Not only do you have the inheritance of my best friend, Taoist Sanshou, but you also have the inheritance of the ancestor god Zhurong."

"But they are gone after all, so I will teach you the Dao on their behalf. Are you willing to accept me as your master?"

Ji Zheng immediately knelt down and said, "Disciple greets Master!"

"Ah."

The old ancestor smiled and said, "From today on, you will be a famous disciple of mine."

"When you transcend the tribulation and become a celestial being, you will become my personal disciple."

"Yes." Ji Zheng replied respectfully.

"There are only two rules in my school."

"One, do not disobey."

“Second, without my permission, you are not allowed to tell others that I am your master.” said the ancestor.

"If you disobey, at the very least I will kill you and obscure your memory so that you can reincarnate. At the worst, I will destroy your soul, and at the worst... let your soul suffer the pain of burning in the true fire for eternity."

Ji Zheng said respectfully: "Disciple understands."

After all, this was something he had known for a long time.

He also thought of what Patriarch Bodhi said to the monkey in Journey to the West that he had read in his previous life, which was that if he got into trouble outside, he must not tell others about his name.

"It's a pity that I have never been slapped on the head three times."

Although not, I have been asked and answered these two questions before.

So from now on, he is the disciple of Bodhi Patriarch in Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

"Come, come forward." Patriarch Bodhi smiled and waved his hand.

Ji Zheng's heart tightened. Wait, it seemed like he was going to be summoned back to life.

What about the memories in his soul?

Chapter 202 is here!

But suddenly——

The old ancestor suddenly pointed a finger at Ji Zheng's forehead. It was a simple point, but Ji Zheng couldn't react at all.

My mind is still tense about the memory of my soul.

The finger was already touching his brow.

"Om~~~"

Ji Zheng's whole body softened and he sat down on the cushion, closing his eyes and just sitting there.

The old ancestor looked at Ji Zheng with a smile, then closed his eyes and stopped paying any more attention.

This is an empty corridor, and the walls on both sides of the corridor are covered with various patterns related to the Xuanhuang Avenue.

There were guns, swords, and just a little man. They moved and displayed the mystery of the Xuanhuang Avenue.

Ji Zheng walked along the corridor, looking at the Xuanhuang Avenue techniques that were constantly moving on both sides.

“My level of Xuanhuang Avenue is average. It hasn’t reached the level of the fourth style of Xiaoxuanhuang Spear Record.” Ji Zheng walked.

He forgot why he came here.

Forget the past.

All he knew was to keep walking deeper along this corridor.

No, that's not right, he didn't forget!

The memories of his past life were still flowing through his soul, and he seemed to be still on the earth of his previous life.

I don't know that I have traveled through time.

Coming here was just a dream, a dream in which he wanted to see the splendor of the deepest part of Xuanhuang Avenue.

It seems unknowable, unpredictable and unconcealable.

"The Little Xuanhuang Handprint? It's still not fierce enough."

Ji Zheng walked forward and commented.

"Here, the Xuanhuang Avenue is regarded as the way to open up the world, but it is too vast and complicated."

He continued walking and commenting, he didn't know why he had this idea.

But when it comes to the insights and methods of the Mysterious Great Dao, he can watch, laugh, explore and compare from the bottom of his heart.

Wow~

I don’t know how much time has passed, a thousand years or ten thousand years.

He seemed to have walked through the entire world and came to the end of the world.

Here, at the exit of a corridor, there was a pure dark yellow aura emanating from it, rising up majestically and connecting heaven and earth.

It interprets all the mysteries of the Xuanhuang Avenue.

call!

Ji Zheng walked past and immersed in the mysterious yellow energy. The vast mysterious yellow energy rushed towards him and pressed all the mysteries of the Tao into his heart.

"Ok?"

Ji Zheng suddenly woke up, sat on a futon, and decades of memories came back to him.

Patriarch Bodhi was still sitting opposite him, looking at him with a smile.

"Wake up."

"Did you sleep comfortably?"

"I..." It took Ji Zheng a while to come back to his senses from that state. He looked at Patriarch Bodhi, speechless.

"Comfortable."

It was comfortable. In his heart, the mystery of the entire Xuanhuang Avenue was faintly drawing a line for him.

As long as he follows the steps, he will be able to understand the entire Xuanhuang Avenue.

"Hahaha, as long as you're comfortable."

"I just used the 'One Dream for a Thousand Years' technique to let you experience the mystery of the complete Xuanhuang Avenue."

"It's just an experience, not something you can master. It won't improve your level of enlightenment in the slightest."