Chapter 41

In the endless chaos, the air of chaos spreads wantonly and dances everywhere.

The whole chaotic world is made up of this chaotic Qi, and the seemingly vast wasteland world is just a drop in the ocean in this endless chaos. It's just a piece of heaven and earth opened up in the air by Pangu with Pangu axe.

On top of Haotian's head, Haotian's mirror emits faint light to envelop him, repel the wanton chaotic Qi, and prevent the airflow from harming his body.

You know, the chaos is not as harmless as it seems. If Daluo Jinxian is in this chaos, without the protection of a congenital spirit treasure, he may fall on the spot. Even if it is a quasi Saint level, you need to protect yourself carefully. Only when you reach the saint level can you walk on the flat ground and relax.

Looking around, Haotian sighed.

Then yunzu's strength roared towards the chaos: "unfilial child Haotian, please see Master!"

Zixiao palace, Haotian is from here. However, in this endless chaos, let him look for? So it's impossible. Even if he could find the way, if Hongjun didn't want to see him, he couldn't see Zixiao palace.

Just like preaching in those days, how many powerful people were there in the flood and famine? At last, only 3000 people were able to enter the Zixiao palace. These 3000 people are predestined with Zixiao palace. In other words, this is their own chance.

Now, if Haotian wants to go back to Zixiao palace and meet Hongjun, he must be predestined with him.

I don't know how far the sound came out, and the sound didn't mean to return. Haotian has some drumming in his heart, but there is no way out. Things have been designed, this level, absolutely can not be enough to have any problems.

Slowly stretched out his hand, his robe a Tuo, the whole person push Jinshan fall Yuzhu general kneel down.

"Unfilial child Haotian, please see Master!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!... "

Chaos of the void, there should be no sound, and then Haotian a knock down, like knock on jade, bang bang sound out.

He did not feel the slightest bit of humiliation, for the emperor, should not kneel down like anyone. Even in the face of saints, Haotian never lost his imperial demeanor, even though he was invincible.

However, the emperor is not without emotion.

From memory, the first day when Haotian was conscious was when Hongjun enlightened him. Otherwise, he is just a stone in the chaos. How can there be today's God? There will be no Haotian who can come from the past life.

Hongjun is not only a teacher, but also a father. He is the giver of Haotian. In terms of feeling and reasoning, he kneels down without any indescribable appearance.

Nine ring head a knock to the end, Haotian didn't lift his head from the ground for a long time, so quietly waiting, he knew that Hongjun has been in the way of heaven, the whole flood is under his control, Haotian as long as a mouth, he can feel. It's whether he wants to see himself or not.

In the chaos, I don't remember the year, and I don't know how long it was. Haotian felt a faint purple awn appeared in his sight.

A surprise filled my heart, suddenly looked up.

An ancient and unsophisticated palace appeared in the depths of chaos. A path of sheep intestines on bluestone steps stretched from his body to the palace. Daoyun, brick by brick, floor by floor and pavilion are full of Daoyun. Although Haotian didn't know what Tao was.

But when Zixiao palace appeared in his eyes, he could clearly feel that the way of heaven was in front of him.

"Fool, come on!"

Hongjun's voice resounds in Haotian's heart. He is old and gentle, without the indifference and ruthlessness in any myth. But almost from the deepest part of his heart and body, a kind of inexplicable emotion surged into his heart, which made Haotian burst into tears almost instantly.

He has experienced everything of Haotian and received his complete memory, so he can feel the feelings between him and Hongjun.

Slowly stand up, Haotian along the path of the bluestone steps, step by step toward the Zixiao palace. The pace is firm and steady, without any hesitation. But the faster they go, the faster they go. In the end, they almost stride dozens of miles in one step.

Walking into the Zixiao palace, the square above is the square where three thousand people once sat in the Zixiao palace, and the high platform. The old Taoist was sitting on the simple Futon. Hongjun is still the purple Taoist robe. It seems that he has been on this high platform for ages, and there has never been any change. Looking at Haotian's eyes, with a little bit of love and gratification, but it seems to have some feelings that Haotian can't understand.

"Unfilial child Haotian, see you master!" When Haotian saw Hongjun, he knelt down again.

"Get up, get up!" Hongjun seems to be a hook on the corner of his mouth, and then he reaches for a move, and Haotian's body stands up. The whole body involuntarily flew towards the high platform.

"Sit, sit." Hongjun casually pointed out that a futon appeared in front of him.

"Thank you, master."

"It seems that I have suffered a lot in this world of mortals for being so embarrassed?" When he said this, Hongjun's hand turned to Haotian's chest.

There, it was the sword wound left by the leader of Tongtian sect. So far, it has not healed. In other words, Haotian also deliberately did not let him heal.

Listening to the gentle words of his elders, Haotian could not help but feel three tears in his eyes. He quickly lowered his head and blinked.

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A lavender light enveloped his whole body, and vitality filled his whole body. The sword wound left by master Tongtian healed instantly. There is no trace left.

"The sword power of Tong Tian tu'er is in dispute with him?" Hongjun seems to have a three-point smile, which can not be believed by all living beings and even saints. But over the years, Haotian has seen a lot.

"Tong Er doesn't dare to hide anything. It's all up to him!" Haotian bent his body and said.

It had been designed. When I saw Hongjun, I cried. But when I saw him, I couldn't say anything. I don't want to cheat him, maybe I can't cheat him at all. The whole flood and famine is under the way of heaven. Who and what can hide the controller of the way of heaven?

"Fool, fool." Hongjun sighed: "at that time, I told you to stay in the Zixiao palace and enjoy endless happiness, but you had to go to the world of mortals. Have you suffered now? Ha ha ha