Honghuang: The Ancestral Witch of Strength, Suppressing Sanqing at the beginning

Hearing the secret of the quasi-sage's power, how can he not be killed?

After Master Zihe put away the ashes on the ground, his eyes were red and he looked at the two children who were pointed at by everyone.

After seeing it, he was stunned.

One of the teenagers was entangled in karma, let alone how he himself lived to such an age.

I'm afraid that with such karma, even if there are relatives and friends, even masters and brothers, he will have to be overcome to death by him!

But the other boy beside him was even more terrifying!

That body's rich merit and luck seemed to have condensed into a golden dragon of luck.

If you attack him, even a quasi-sage will be condemned by heaven!

Although the sage will not fall directly because of this, but the road ahead has come to an end.

Killing such a person favored by heaven will be disgusted by heaven and earth for the rest of his life, and he will be rejected by heaven and earth aura.

For a moment, Master Zihe fell silent.

These two teenagers are not easy...

As a quasi-sage, he is naturally not a fool.

Unlike that Yun Qingzi, he couldn't see the terrible karma and luck that the two of them had.

Seeing Zihe's silence, everyone thought it was the calm before the storm.

Their hearts jumped up and down, for fear that they would be turned into ashes in the next second.

Master Zihe came to Xuanyuan step by step, and looked him up and down.

Then he said: "You killed this disciple?"

Xuanyuan looked straight into Zihe's eyes without any fear, and slowly shook his head: "He himself was struck to death by the lightning."

Hearing this, if someone else said it, Master Zi He would have slapped him to death.

Was struck to death by lightning?

Can you talk a little more!

But if it is said from the mouth of this young man who is almost as solid as a golden dragon, he will believe it!

Don't say that Yun Qingzi is only in the realm of a fairy.

Even if it is the Taiyi Golden Immortal, if he makes a move against this young man, he will have to die.

Only the Daluo Jinxian can save his life after taking action against this young man, but he will be entangled in karma.

While thinking about it, Master Zihe's eyes lit up.

Why did so many great powers gather in this city?

Isn't it because there is a son of luck in this city who came to the world! ?

If anyone in the city is the son of luck...

Other than the one in front of me, who else could it be! ?

Thinking of this, Master Ziyun suddenly had an idea.

For something like a son, it's a big deal to be reborn in the future!

If he can take this son of luck into his sect, even if he is not destined to be a saint, he will be able to reach the perfection of quasi-sage sooner or later!

Thinking of this, Master Ziyun's complexion changed, and he smiled kindly.

I feel in my heart that these two are only eight or nine-year-old children, so I can't coax them?

"Well, I believe your words."

"Yun Qingzi must have taken the initiative to attack you before being struck to death by Tianlei, right?"

Seeing this, Fuxi and Xuanyuan thought that the quasi-sage was going to bully the small with the big.

I didn't expect to be so eloquent and considerate.

The two also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he is still a child, and he still has a lot of pressure to face Zhuang Shengdaneng.

Xuanyuan made a series of Taoism: "Senior sees every detail clearly, that's exactly the case."

Seeing this, Immortal Zihe suddenly smiled even harder, stroked his beard and said flickeringly: "Do you know that this seat is a great power in the quasi-sage realm?"

"This seat can easily turn this city into dust with a single backhand."

Hearing this, Fuxi and Xuanyuan looked at each other and shook their heads together.

means impossible.

There are also four uncles Houyi, Xingtian, Kuafu and Ao Cang in the city.

And Sister Wa and Mr. Su.

Even a quasi-sage would not be able to destroy the city.

Seeing this, Immortal Zihe thought the two were innocent children, so he simply stopped entangled.

He just continued to speak: "How about I settle accounts with you?"

"Look, even though Yun Qingzi took the initiative to attack you, the disciple of this seat died because of you, right?"

Hearing this, although Xuanyuan felt something was wrong, he couldn't refute it for a while.

With his current wisdom, he still can't see the pitfalls.

"It seems...it's like this." Xuanyuan could only nod in the end.

Master Zihe continued: "Since this is the case, you have entered the sect of this seat and become a direct disciple of this seat, and you have repaid the karma."

"In this way, the grievances and grievances between us will be cleared, and as a teacher, I promise to treat you well, no worse than Yun Qingzi!"

Hearing this, everyone who was trembling at the side opened their mouths and widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

He even thought that this Zihe real person wouldn't have been hit too hard and thus lost his mind, right?

If someone killed your apprentice, it was still your son!

You want to take him as an apprentice?

Is the layout so big! ?

What a reward for revenge with virtue!

As expected of a quasi-sage!This pattern, everyone can only admire in their hearts!

Even Xuanyuan didn't react for a while when he heard this.

After being stunned for a moment, he was about to shake his head and reject the words of Master Zi He.

But at this moment, a voice sounded, interrupting everyone's astonishment.

"Amitabha, senior Zihe, this son has a predestined relationship with my Western religion..."

Following the voice, several Lingshan disciples walked slowly with kind smiles on their faces.

Maitreya took the lead, with a smile on his face, holding a golden bowl exuding the aura of innate spiritual treasures, and directly broke through the barrier set by Master Zihe.

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Chapter 211 The son of luck is present, and all parties compete for it

At the same time, the eyelids of Lao Tzu Taiqing in Shouyang Mountain raised slightly.

"The Son of Destiny of the Human Race was born..."

Taiqing Laozi's heart was slightly moved.

If the son of luck of that human race can be brought under the sect, the luck of that human religion will definitely be stabilized a lot.

"Xuandu..." Lao Tzu Taiqing groaned softly.

Hearing the teacher's voice, Xuandu in the room quickly finished his practice and came to the courtyard.

Respectfully and deeply saluted: "Teacher, what's your order?"

Laozi Taiqing was about to speak up and asked Xuandu to go to the human race.

Include the son of luck in the teaching.

But before the words came out, Lao Tzu Taiqing suddenly became alert.

"No...not right."

"That's all, you go back to practice." Taiqing Laozi slowly shook his head, although Xuandu was confused when he saw this, he didn't ask any more questions.

Bowed again to Taiqing Lao Tzu: "Disciple resigns."

When Xuandu returned to the room, Taiqing's eyelids suddenly opened.

Pinching his fingers to calculate the fate of the son of destiny of the human race.

But the information obtained is just a mess.

Taiqing Laozi instantly knew in his heart that what he expected was right!

For him to be unable to deduce any information, there are only two people in the prehistoric world!

One is Daozu, and the other is Su Mu!

He also tried to find out Su Mu's fate through the secrets of heaven before, and even used the Taiji diagram.

But in the end it suffered a backlash.

Now when it is inferred that the son of the human race's destiny, what he gets is also chaos!

Taiqing Laozi believed that if he forced the Taiji Diagram to continue to deduce, he would definitely suffer backlash like before.

"Hey...the catastrophe of the Lich has just dissipated, I thought Honghuang could still calm down the tens of Yuanhui."

"Now it seems that I am afraid that it will not be safe again..."

Taiqing Laozi let out a long sigh, then continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

......

Explaining the teachings, in the Yuxu Palace, there is a wave of graceful and luxurious golden Taoist rhyme.

The figure of Yuanshi Tianzun appeared in the hall.

Immediately, the sound transmission was sent to Guangchengzi, Taiyi, and Huanglong: "Come to the hall quickly."

Hearing Master's summons, the three of them naturally did not dare to neglect.

He hurriedly ended his practice and rushed to the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

"See Master!" The three saluted in unison.

After Yuanshi Tianzun waved the three of them to get up, he said: "There is a son of luck in the human race, and the three of you quickly accept him for my teaching."

"He has great luck in his body, if he enters my teaching, it will be beneficial to both being a teacher and teaching!"

"If this matter is not handled well, the three of you will retreat for a thousand years..."

Hearing Yuanshi Tianzun's words, the three of them looked serious.

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely accept the son of luck into my teaching." After saying that, the three of them hurriedly said their goodbyes and left.

But Yuanshi Tianzun stopped the three of them.

The son of luck has a lot to do with it. Now that they have become saints, only luck is what they need to fight for.

It is a matter of luck and should not be underestimated.

If the three of them were to rush to the human race, the day lily would be cold by then.

Simply waving directly, a spatial crack appeared in front of the three of them.