Chapter 178

"The strength of the devil's ancestor Luo Zhen is really unfathomable. It is only an acquired treasure refined. Its power is no less than the best congenital treasure!"

"Even my heaven and earth tripod has the ability to rebel against nature and can't be refined. It can be comparable to the congenital treasure of futu Tower!"

Put the futu tower in front of her, Nu Wa looked at it for a moment, felt the terrible power contained in the tower, and couldn't help but sigh.

Immediately, he stood up, waved his jade hand, put the futu tower away, the auspicious atmosphere rose under his feet, and auspicious clouds filled the air. He lifted him out of the wa palace and stepped into the vast chaos.

Turn left and right. I don't know how long I've been flying in chaos. As soon as I open my eyes, I see an ancient palace, full of purple, emitting boundless Taoist rhyme, as if it exists with heaven and the Tao.

Nu Wa flew over and saw the purple air dense, with thousands of falling roads, roaring around the palace.

There is a purple gold plaque on the door with three big characters "Zixiao Palace", which looks like the achievement of the avenue and is mysterious.

Here, it is the Taoist temple of Hongjun's ancestors and the holy land of famine - Zixiao palace.

"Disciple Nu Wa, please come and see me if you have something!"

In front of Zixiao palace, Nu Wa stopped, saluted respectfully, then stood aside and waited silently.

As for whether Hong Jun would like to see him, he is also a little uncertain. After all, after Zixiao's three lectures, Hongjun joined the Tao with his body. Since then, the Tao of heaven is Hongjun, but Hongjun is not the Tao of heaven.

Whether you can enter Zixiao Palace today depends on whether the person in Zixiao palace is his master Hongjun Taoist or heaven Hongjun!

"Come in!"

In Nuwa's trance, the gate of Zixiao palace slowly opened, and an old and warm voice came out from inside to wake Nuwa up.

This voice is full of emotion. It is the same as the voice of the master in Nu Wa's impression. It is not the indifferent voice of the Tao of heaven.

In this way, he doesn't understand that Hongjun who is now in Zixiao palace is his master, Taoist ancestor Hongjun and Taoist priest.

"Yes, master!"

Upon hearing the voice of Taoist Hongjun, Nu Wa looked happy. She quickly replied, took a light step on her jade feet and walked towards Zixiao palace.

"Disciple Nuwa, meet the master!" seeing Hongjun again, Nuwa said with a little excitement.

"Why are you looking for a teacher?"

With a gentle wave, Nuwa was lifted up. Taoist Hongjun smiled.

"I haven't seen it for some time. The master's realm is becoming more and more incomprehensible." Nu Wa thought to herself when she stood up.

The seemingly simple wave of Taoist Hongjun's hand, even with the strength of Nu Wa saint, could not see the truth, and he was lifted up without resistance.

This has been a blow to Nu Wa, who is extremely confident in her strength.

At the same time, this also reflects from the side that the power of Hongjun Taoist also shows that even in the realm of saints, there are still three, six, nine grades.

"Master, I have a younger generation who won a magic treasure - futu tower from a group of magic friars!"

"Fearing that the treasure was deceitful, he did not dare to sacrifice and refine it, so he sent it to his disciples and asked them to check it."

"But the disciples have limited strength, but they can't see anything, and even the disciples can't see through it. In the flood and famine, I'm afraid no one can see through it except the master."

"So the disciple asked the master."

Under the shock in her heart, Nu Wa took out the futu tower and told the reason to Taoist Hongjun.

"Eh!"

"Futu Tower!"

"I can't imagine that I can see this thing again after the ancient immortal devil war!"

Previously, the futu tower was put away by Nu Wa. Although Taoist Hongjun was strong, he could not perceive the existence of this treasure under the shielding of saints.

Now Nu Wa took out the futu tower, and the familiar air mechanism reappeared, which could not help but recall the memory of Taoist Hongjun a long time ago. For a moment, his ancient well without waves turned a little moved.

"Although this treasure is the best treasure after tomorrow, its power is very powerful."

"Especially after being personally urged by the Taoist friend Luo Xuan, his power chased after the congenital treasure, and the meaning of death rolled out and enveloped the whole famine, as if he wanted to turn all this world into a dead area!"

"Many of my friends have fallen under this treasure. Up to now, I can't see any chance of recovery."

"Among those people, most of them are the leaders of my fairy way. They once participated in the great road with me at the top of Buzhou mountain and established a vein of fairy way."

"It can be said that they are the cornerstone of Xiandao and the founder of Xuanmen Avenue. If these Taoists have not fallen, maybe today's Xiandao is another situation!"

Looking at the futu tower, Taoist Hongjun was completely immersed in his memories, muttering to himself. What he said was the secret of the fairy way that the world had never known.

At the end of ancient times, the congenital fierce animals were either killed or expelled, and completely disappeared into the famine. The rise and fall of the famine was dominated by the congenital gods and demons. Since then, the famine has entered the era of the congenital gods and demons.

The rings of history slowly move forward, the flood and famine has opened a new chapter, and the ancient era has begun!

At that time, the famine was full of waste and waiting to prosper. The congenital ten thousand families had just been born. They were ignorant. A group of congenital gods and Demons went out of the Taoist field one after another, traveled all over the famine and preached the world. There was no difference of family and race.

The wasteland is flat!

That should be the most stable and beautiful time since the opening up of the famine.

There is no struggle, no intrigue, only a simple heart of seeking Tao. Everyone talks about metaphysics and Taoism. Everything is so beautiful.

At that time, there were a group of powerful innate gods and demons who praised each other, supported each other, walked together with the same faith and came to the foot of Buzhou mountain.

Then, with great perseverance, they went through countless hardships, experienced life and death several times, and successfully climbed to the top of Buzhou mountain, where they shared the avenue.

With the supreme wisdom, it gathers the talents of all people, opens up a vein of fairy way, and sets a state of cultivation for the wasteland.

At that time, Taoist Hongjun was the leader of these congenital gods and demons, and this was also the prototype of Xuanmen.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all mysteries!

The purpose of establishing Xuanmen is that Taoist Hongjun is commemorating those lost Taoist friends.

That time was his most unforgettable time. He was accompanied by Taoist friends, friends and a great road. Unlike now, he was left alone in the empty Zixiao palace.

Unfortunately, although these innate gods and demons have great perseverance and wisdom, they only lack atmospheric luck, which led to their fall in the battle between immortals and demons.

Only Taoist Hongjun survived the battle of immortals and Demons because he was the first living creature born after the opening of the wasteland.

So as to inherit their will and preach the fairy way in the flood and famine.