Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Yuanshi hummed, "Just keep it in mind!"

After he finished speaking, he rode away on a chariot and stepped onto the clouds.

After Yuanshi Saint left, Tongtian looked Song Xuan up and down and said, "Daoyou's sword skills are extraordinary!"

Song Xuan smiled slightly. His natal immortal weapon was the Xuantian Sword. In essence, he was actually a sword immortal!

Others may not be able to see it, but Tongtian is the number one swordsman in the prehistoric world, so it is naturally impossible for him to hide it from others.

"The saint's eyes are as sharp as a torch. My sword skills are nothing compared to yours."

"There's no need to be modest. The entire prehistoric world only knows that you, Pangu's true body, are powerful. Only I can see that your strongest skill is swordsmanship!

Using Pangu's true body to activate his sword skills would surely be enough to destroy heaven and earth!"

Song Xuan waved his hand, "Saint, you are too kind. Once Pangu's true body is unleashed, any immortal sword in his hand will shatter. Unless it is a treasure of the supreme level, it will not make any difference whether he uses spiritual treasures or sword skills."

Tongtian tilted his head slightly to think for a moment, then nodded, "That's true, Pangu's true body is the most powerful weapon in the world. It's a pity that the Qingping Sword is my most precious treasure for proving my Dao, so I can't give it to you.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian are indeed powerful, but they are the foundation of our religion and cannot be given away. Otherwise, I would really like to use this treasure to invite you to join my Jie Sect!"

After secretly saying it was a pity, Tongtian was quite carefree. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether you join the sect or not. You heard it in the meeting today. Our Red Wilderness will eventually return to chaos in the future.

Once we get to Chaos, there will be plenty of opportunities to join forces against the enemy!"

Having said that, Tongtian turned and left. When his figure disappeared, his voice, with a hint of arrogance, reached Song Xuan's ears.

"Fellow Daoist, you should take Senior Brother Yuanshi's words seriously. Zhunti is not to be trusted.

If you feel in danger, you can come to my temple for shelter at any time!

Once I open my sword formation, even three Zhunti won't be able to break in!"

Song Xuan had a smile on his face all the time, and it only slowly faded away after the other party disappeared.

The majestic Yuanshi and the rebellious Tongtian seemed somewhat different from the image of saints in his mind.

"Do you feel that the Saint is different from what you imagined?"

The Houtu Saint appeared out of thin air beside Song Xuan and said calmly, "It's not that your impression is wrong, but because you have become stronger, you are worthy of being recruited by them."

Song Xuan said thoughtfully, "I always feel that their attitude towards me is not just a simple attempt to win me over. This kindness is a bit too sudden and strong!"

"Very normal!" Hou Tu chuckled. "Whether it's the Three Pure Ones or Nuwa, they are all saints appointed by heaven. Through my perception of the laws of heaven, I have guessed some clues about your origins.

It’s not surprising that they show you kindness.”

"As for the two in the West, they can be understood as the adopted sons of Heaven. They are not on the same page as the several Heavenly Saints. Their thoughts are indeed difficult to guess, and it is really hard to judge how they will react to your rise."

Hou Tu stared at Song Xuan and said seriously, "Whether Zhunti and the other two have bad intentions towards you or not, for safety's sake, if you want to go into seclusion, remember to come to the underworld.

In my territory, even if Jie Yin and Zhunti come together, they won't be able to gain any advantage!"

Song Xuan nodded and did not refuse.

Among the several great saints, the only one he can trust now is Hou Tu.

In the future, when he goes into seclusion to overcome the tribulation and impact the fifth decline of the celestial being, he really needs a powerful protector. Originally, he planned to give this role to Song Qian, but since the Saint of Later Earth took the initiative to invite him, Song Xuan naturally would not refuse.

...

In the West, there is the Pure Land of Mount Lingshan.

The two saints, Jie Yin and Zhunti, sat upright on the Eight-Division Pagoda, looking into each other's eyes.

After a long silence, the Saint Jie Yin, with a look of sorrow on his face, sighed deeply.

"Junior brother, your attitude is very wrong at today's gathering of saints!"

Zhunti laughed dryly, "Brother, you're overthinking it. I just saw Pangu's true form today, and saw the teacher's eyes outside the prehistoric barrier. I was shocked for a moment."

Jie Yin shook his head. "Junior brother, you and I have been together for many years. We have been inseparable since we transformed. How could I not know what you are thinking?"

"Amitabha!" The Saint Jieyin clasped his hands together and stared at Zhunti. "Hongjun, did I contact you?"

Zhunti wanted to deny it, but Jieyin didn't give him a chance and said seriously, "Junior brother, there is no need to lie in front of me. Ever since Hongjun was expelled from the prehistoric world, you have been calling him an old thief!

It's been many years since I heard you call him teacher!"

Chapter 1188 I wish to transform into light and lead all living beings to the only chance of survival!

Zhunti was silent for a while. He originally wanted to keep this matter secret and didn't want his senior brother to get involved.

But unfortunately, as the senior brother said, the two have been together since they transformed, and they can understand each other's thoughts with just a look or a gesture.

In this situation, even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't.

Hongjun's voice rang out in his sea of ​​consciousness, "Tell him and see how he reacts.

If Jie Yin is willing to support you, with the combined strength of the two of you, killing Emperor Xuan Tian would be the safest option!"

Zhunti felt somewhat unhappy with Hongjun's order. After hesitating for a moment, he briefly informed Brother Jieyin of the situation.

"Brother, the teacher's consciousness has indeed contacted me."

Jie Yin was not surprised by this answer. "Teacher, do you want you to find a way to light the Jiemie Incense again, or destroy the place where the sky is repaired?"

"neither!"

Zhunti shook his head, "He asked me to kill someone... According to the teacher's deduction, this person will prevent the teacher from returning to the prehistoric world in the future. As long as this person is dead, there will be no obstruction for the teacher to refine the prehistoric heavenly way!

The teacher promised that if this is accomplished, he can eliminate the drawbacks of our great aspirations, and we will no longer have to endure the pain of traveling to fulfill our vows!"

Jie Yin's expression was calm, but the worry between his brows was extremely obvious. "Who did the teacher ask you to kill?"

"The Emperor of Heaven, Xuantian!"

Jie Yin said, "You agreed?"

"I agree!" Zhunti stared at Jie Yin, "Brother, are you willing to help me?"

"Help you?" Jie Yin shook his head. "How? Help you kill Emperor Xuantian, and then in the future, assist Hongjun in his return, refine the Heavenly Dao, and watch countless creatures of the prehistoric world die before my eyes?"

Zhunti was a little anxious and advised: "Brother, we can't stop the teacher's pace!"

"Even if I can't stop it, I will stop it!" The Saint Jieyin had a compassionate look on his face, "I was born in the prehistoric world, grew up in the prehistoric world, and gained enlightenment in the prehistoric world. The prehistoric world is my home!

Hongjun doesn't care about Honghuang, because he is the Chaos Demon God and his roots are in chaos. In his eyes, Honghuang is just the nourishment for him to achieve the Great Dao, and he has no feelings about it.

But it’s different for me, my brother. This is my home. No matter how good it is outside, it’s not as good as my home!

I know that countless creatures in the ancient world say that my Western Buddhism is hypocritical, and that making great vows is even more hypocritical, and that they are only trying to achieve enlightenment and become saints.

But junior brother, you and I have been together for many years, and you should understand me best.

As a brother, I really want to save all living beings, to find a way out for billions of creatures in the ancient world, and to allow them to survive in the countless calamities in the future!

The world is miserable, the future is dark, and there is no light in sight.

If there is no light in the world, I will be the only light, willing to give up everything, just to bring a ray of life to the vast wilderness! "

Zhunti was stunned.

He knew that what his senior brother said was true, because this had always been his senior brother's insistence and the path he had chosen.

But at this moment, Zhunti couldn't bear it. He had already seen that his senior brother was determined to sacrifice his life for the countless calamities in the future, just to fight for a glimmer of hope for all living beings.

"Brother!"

He wanted to persuade him again, but the Saint Jie Yin waved his hand, his expression firm, "Zhunti, Junior Brother! This is my Dao. I was born for the Dao and I will die for the Dao. If you are still willing to acknowledge me as your Senior Brother, then...

I'm not asking for your help, but I beg you not to do anything that would invite the thieves to invade!"

The Saint Jie Yin stood up and walked down from the Eight-part Pagoda. He chanted the Buddha's name once more: "Namo Amitabha, Junior Brother, please think carefully. We, the Western Sect, must not become the sinners of the ancient times!"

Watching Jie Yin walking away, Zhunti sat cross-legged on the top of the Eight-Part Pagoda with a dejected look on his face.

What he wanted to do did not get the approval of his senior brother. For a moment, he was a little confused and didn't know what to do next.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Hongjun's voice sounded again.

"Pedantic and ignorant! Brother, you are so naive and ridiculous!"

Zhunti had a blank expression on her face as she listened silently to Hongjun's evaluation of her senior brother in her sea of ​​consciousness.

After a moment of silence, he said calmly in his mind: "Teacher, don't worry. If my brother doesn't help me, I can do it alone!"

Hongjun said with relief: "Very good, you can see the big picture clearly. Your teacher is very pleased."

Zhunti laughed dryly, his face determined, "If a man does not care for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. I just want to survive, I am not wrong!"

"Master really didn't misjudge you. You are indeed a good disciple of Master!"

Hongjun smiled with satisfaction and said, "When necessary, this consciousness of your master can be sacrificed to guide a main consciousness to descend and block the joint attack of the saints for you.

This little time is enough for you to kill the Xuantian Emperor!"

Zhunti was a little surprised, "Teacher's main consciousness has such power?"

Hongjun chuckled, his tone calm, but his words were filled with a confidence that was hard to conceal, "That is the main consciousness of my master's true body, a consciousness at the level of Hunyuan Taiji Luo!

After blocking the Saints' attack for you, this main consciousness will return to the main body! The rest of the matter needs to be completed by you, Zhunti!

Don't worry, although I may be cruel and ruthless, I will always fulfill my promises!

Zhunti, you will become the first saint in the prehistoric world!"

Zhunti smiled and bowed, "Haha, then, thank you, teacher!"

...

In Lihentian, a space gate appeared out of thin air in the Taoist temple of the Immortal Master Jiangzhu. Then, Song Xuan flew out of the space gate riding on the Taixu Ancient Dragon.

Zixu's combat power is not strong among the top combat powers in the prehistoric world, but his innate ability to open a space door and escape at any time is truly extraordinary.

Even with Song Xuan's current abilities, he was still amazed at this magical power.

During the catastrophe, the destiny of heaven was in chaos. Song Xuan rode Zixu through the space gate and wandered around in the prehistoric world. Even a saint could not figure out his specific whereabouts.

In the Taoist temple, Song Qian was further tempering the Human Emperor Banner. Her brother said that if this treasure could be further improved, it would become a list of gods that could confer titles on all gods. Song Qian was very concerned about this.

In her opinion, the future Heaven would belong to her brother. As the real master behind the scenes of Heaven, her brother naturally needed some absolutely loyal subordinates.

For those who are on the List of Gods, life and death all depends on their own thoughts, so naturally there is no need to worry about betrayal!

Little cousin Lin Daiyu, on the other hand, was doing nothing. She sat under a peach tree, smiling foolishly from time to time, as if she was savoring every little bit of her past with her cousin.

Sensing the fluctuations coming from the void, Daiyu stood up and called out delicately, "Cousin~~"

Victoria Song rolled her eyes, twisted her mouth, and jokingly said, "Hey, hey, cousin~~ Hearing your shouting, my brother's soul is about to melt!"

Daiyu's pretty face turned slightly red. She had long been accustomed to her cousin Song Qian's personality. She pretended not to hear and threw herself into Song Xuan's arms.

"Husband~ The Saint didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

Chapter 1189 Entering the underworld and going into seclusion!

There were no outsiders in the entire dojo. Victoria Song looked like a funny person, while her little cousin Daiyu lay in Song Xuan's arms and acted coquettishly.

Under the peach tree, petals were falling all over the place. Song Xuan was sitting on a stone chair. Daiyu was holding grapes in her hands. After peeling them, she would put them into her cousin's mouth from time to time with a smile on her face.

Song Qian sat aside, eating melon seeds. "Hey, our eldest daughter of the Lin family also does these kinds of waiter work?"

"You don't understand!" Daiyu snorted. "When you meet the person you love, you can't wait to give him all the good things!"

Victoria Song looked at him with disdain, a smile on her face, "Of course I don't understand, I know more than you've ever heard!"

With her brother around, there were some things she didn't dare say.

The little romance played by Daiyu's little cousin is nothing compared to the role-playing between her brother and Qingxue's sister-in-law.

The word "perverted" alone is not enough to describe it!

Sister Qingxue, who is ever-changing and has countless magical clones, is enough to support a large harem for my brother. What can you second and third wives compare with?

Enjoying Daiyu's feeding and listening to Song Qian chattering about how she collected the membership fees, Song Xuan yawned lazily. For a moment, he felt that the years were peaceful. As a crazy cultivator, he did not think about the matters related to cultivation for a rare time.

Song Xuan didn't stand up until the sky was dark. His expression was unusually serious. "During the Great Tribulation, the heavens are in turmoil. The saints from the Western Sect might have some ideas about me."

Victoria Song frowned, "Zunti said that you have a connection with them in the West?"

"That's not the case!" Song Xuan said in a deep voice: "Instead of waiting for others to attack, why don't we prepare in advance?"

Song Xuan embraced the delicate Daiyu and said, "To be safe, I'm going to send you to the underworld for a while. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, you are now one of my weaknesses!"