Chapter 180

"There are countless talents in Xuanmen, and great powers emerge one after another. They have their own worries about the future. They don't need to worry about the poor, let alone the Taoist friends!"

"Taoist friends, you'd better care more about the evil way! As the top Taoist tradition in the famine, there are six saints in our Xuanmen to suppress Qi luck, and three thousand quasi saints to sit in the famine!"

"And the devil Road, except the Taoist friends, the rest are not worth mentioning. No one can support the facade, so the Taoist friends are not ashamed?"

He raised his hand and put out the magic atmosphere that filled the Zixiao palace. Regardless of whether Luo Zhen could hear it or not, Hongjun slowly opened his mouth and said to the emptiness in front of him.

"Master, the future is really like what the devil said. Does our Xuanmen have the power of decline?" Nu Wa asked a little worried after reading what Luo Xuan said for a long time.

As one of the six saints of the Xuanmen, their luck has long been connected with the Xuanmen. If the Xuanmen is weak, their luck will also fall. Although they will not fall into the holy throne, they will still be greatly affected in the end.

Nuwa doesn't worry!

"The way of the world, prosperity and decline, and prosperity and prosperity, has its own reason. Xuanmen adheres to the heaven, which is also in this reason. It is difficult to escape the disaster of decline."

"The number starts from one, stands at three, becomes at five, flourishes at seven, and is at nine."

"Therefore, when the seventh saint of Xuanmen is born, Xuanmen will flourish to the extreme,

"After that, if a new saint is born in Xuanmen, it will continue to decline from prosperity to decline until the ninth saint is born."

"At the same time, the Qi lost by the Xuanmen will flow into the devil's way, make it turn around and prosper continuously, and form a situation in which the devil rises and disappears!"

"However, under the way of heaven, there are nine Hongmeng purple Qi. Our Xuanmen monopolizes seven ways and can only give birth to seven saints at most."

"Even if he becomes holy with the remaining two Hongmeng purple Qi, he can only be regarded as a saint of the wilderness, not a saint of our Xuanmen."

"Therefore, my Xuanmen will not have the worry of prosperity and decline!"

Holding the beard, Taoist Hongjun smiled.

With his shrewdness, how can he not calculate this point, and how can he let the Xuanmen have this disaster?

As early as the beginning of sanctification, he arranged everything, leaving only seven holy places for the Xuanmen to avoid the way of rise and fall.

"Master, you are thoughtful, and I admire you!"

Nuwa was relieved when she came up with Hongjun's arrangement. The more prosperous the Xuanmen was, the greater the benefits they would get.

It is excellent not to decline!

"Just, nothing is absolute!"

"If our Xuanmen doesn't cultivate merit and virtue, make evil deeds in vain, and cause chaos and famine, no matter how much luck we have, it won't be enough to consume."

"At that time, the Xuanmen will lose their way and be punished by the heaven. Although it will not destroy the door, the heaven will support the devil's way and turn it into a robbery blocking the road to eliminate those with bad roots."

Thinking of Xuanmen's current momentum, Hongjun was worried.

With the three thousand people in Zixiao forming the Tao and passing down the orthodoxy, the Xuanmen disciples can be said to be all over the whole famine.

However, if there are many disciples, they will not be able to do everything. It is inevitable that their disciples will be somewhat good and uneven. Over the years, it will lead to famine and resentment, and I'm afraid there will be variables.

I have to guard against it!

"Master, don't worry. There are three senior brothers in charge of the famine. There can't be any trouble in the Xuanmen, just any trouble."

"It's easy to suppress them with their strength!"

Nuwa didn't care much about Hongjun's worry. He had no religion and no disciples. This matter had little impact on him.

To worry is also the worry of his senior brothers. He can be used there.

"Yes!"

Taoist Hongjun thought it was the same. With the joint efforts of Sanqing and Sanqing, there are several people to be defeated in the flood and famine. I'm afraid they may not be their opponents without the help of the power of heaven.

"Master, I don't understand one thing. The demon ancestor Luo Xuan is not a saint, but has far more strength than his disciples. I don't know why?"

Nu Wa was puzzled by this. The sage could be invincible in the flood and famine with the help of the power of heaven. Therefore, only the sage could deal with the sage.

Mo zuluo, it's really a variable!

"Naluo is the reincarnation of the chaotic demon God. I don't know what means he used to escape his life from the master of Pangu Avenue. He reincarnated into the wilderness. His power is unpredictable!"

"However, you don't have to worry too much. As long as you are still in famine and have the help of heaven, he is never your opponent."

"But once you leave the wilderness, you are not his opponent in terms of your current strength!"

The sage is the guardian of the flood and famine. Even if Nu Wa doesn't ask, Hong Jun will find an opportunity to tell him.

Now Nuwa took the initiative to ask that Hongjun knew nothing and didn't hide anything.

"Chaos demon God!?"

Although she guessed about Luo's identity, Nu Wa only thought that Luo was transformed by the flesh and blood of the demon God. Unexpectedly, Luo's origin was so big that it was the reincarnation of the chaotic demon God!

"I understand that if there is nothing important, I will never leave the wasteland!"

Knowing that Hongjun specially pointed out that he was not Luo Zhen's opponent when he left Honghuang. He was worried about his own safety, Nuwa said quickly.

When his strength reached his realm, he was not curious about the legendary chaos outside the boundary. In the dark, Nu Wa had already sent her separate body to explore the chaos outside the boundary for several times.

Now suddenly Hongjun reminds Nuwa that she can't help feeling afraid. If she goes to the chaos outside the boundary so rashly, it's difficult to ensure that she won't be topped by Luo.

At that time, Luo Zhen will join hands with other chaotic demons and gods to attack inside and outside. He is afraid that he will suffer a great loss.

"Well, if only you understand!"

"As for your younger generation, you don't have to worry. Luo Zhen is also a demon ancestor. He always has to take some face into account and won't fight the younger generation in person."

"I think your younger generation can win the futu tower from the devil. If Luo Xuan doesn't do it, the devil should have nothing to do with him!"

Nodding, Taoist Hongjun turned the topic aside and pulled it back to Nu Wa's purpose.

"Zichen's strength is still good. As long as it's not a quasi saint's move, it should be unimpeded!" Nu Wa put her heart down when she thought of Feng Zichen's current strength, but the matter was solved.

"Master, Zichen took the most precious treasure of the evil way from the monk of the evil way, which greatly strengthened the momentum of our Xuanmen. As the leader of the Xuanmen, shouldn't you express something as a reward?"

Her eyes turned slightly, Nu Wa said, but she planned to ask for some benefits for Feng Zichen.

Nuwa does not establish a religion and does not accept disciples. As a human race created by him, Nuwa is not only one of the few forces in his hand, but also the closest force.

The Terrans are also born close to him!

In this way, how can Nuwa not consider the Terran? After all, the stronger the Terran's strength, the greater the benefits he will get.