The Twelve Ancestral Witches heard the Taoist Ancestor's Proverbs and thoughtfully, and thanked her, and continued to sit down.

Then some immortals and gods stood up to ask, and the ancestors answered one by one, with a calm tone and concise word, and all the immortals gained something.

Seeing that no one asked another question, the Taoist ancestor pondered: "Since the luck mentioned, it will be listed as the fifth grade of heavenly way. These five grades are the most illusory, but everywhere. Hongmeng purple qi is the first of the fifth grade, the opportunity to achieve enlightenment, and the supreme Taoism. The immortals and gods can easily win the quasi-saint of Hunyuan. There are also Xuanhuang qi, Wheel Tribulation evil energy, merit golden light, and luck, all of which are sacred objects of creation."

"The Xuanhuang Qi was born at the moment when the world was opened. It was rare in number. It is the origin of the heaven and earth, and is compatible with all the attributes in the world. Xuanhuang is immortal and immortals can create a holy body. Even if it is not a saint, it can still look down on the world."

The cultivators were stunned and all were amazed. The Nuwa brothers and sisters were even more amazed.

Daozu ignored everyone's reaction and continued to preach in a plain tone.

"The evil spirit of the wheel catastrophe is born according to the number of catastrophes, and all the saints are deceived. Why did you pass this catastrophe? It is the secret of heaven that uses the killing energy to replenish the fortune of heaven and earth, so that you can survive. Countless great supernatural powers are in the great catastrophe and cannot know, and they act rashly and namelessly, attracting boundless murderous intent to this prehistoric world, and they die. Only when the evil spirit dissipates can the monks gain clarity and continue to search for the great way."

Most of the monks present have experienced the evil spirit of the wheel tribe in the three tribes of Chiming, and they naturally understand that it is dangerous. The twelve ancestor witches looked at each other and nodded, as if they had made some decision.

"When the saying of luck is illusory, it is not without basis. You should know that all things in the world have fates, and fates are in harmony and strengthen each other, and fates are contrary to each other, and the other is in decline. In this way, the world can be constantly renovated and become more and more perfect."

The theory of fortune is widely circulated in the prehistoric world, but only a few people can truly understand it. At that time, the Wank Cave Demon Palace and the Dragon and Phoenix tribes competed in different places, and after several wars, it was simply a battle of fortune. Whoever could unify the prehistoric world would be able to gather the fortune of the entire continent, thus gaining the recognition of the way of heaven and becoming the overlord of all ages.

Speaking of which, although the ancestor Hongjun killed three corpses and became a saint, the opportunity that enabled him to attain Hunyuan was to defeat Luohu and gained infinite luck and merits. Following the way of heaven, but having merits and violating the way of heaven, he would be punished by heaven.

"...The golden light of merit is determined by the contribution of each creature to the heavenly way. Those with the highest merit can even become the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, who will survive thousands of kalpas and will not be destroyed. Those with a little less merit can also be blessed by the heavenly way, and overcome disasters and reduce disasters..."

The monks present have obtained more or less merits and have a certain understanding of them, but they are surprised to hear that merits can become saints. So the Sanqing Laozi asked, "Dare you ask the teacher, what is the saint? What are the ways to become a saint?"

Hongjun Daozu smiled slightly: "The six thousand years of preaching have arrived. The realm of a saint involves the secrets of the heavens. I will discuss the next sermon. Sixty thousand years later, the Zixiao Palace will be opened, and you can come."

After saying that, the jade plate of creation above his head "buzzed" and the obscure and irresistible force pushed everyone out of Zixiao Palace smoothly.

The Three Qings of Kunlun, the Two Western Sages and other monks fell on the Qiyun Bridge, bowed far away to the Zixiao Palace, and then flew away.

This time, the ancestor explained the rules and the quasi-saint in detail. All the practitioners have gained more or less. This is the best time to rush back to practice.

Haotian and Yao were left behind by the ancestor. The ancestor looked kind and said, "You two have good qualifications and have a deep understanding of the great way. Haotian, this time, it is very difficult to evolve the rules of creation through the meaning of Tao. Yao can comprehend the secrets of heaven, and the cultivation of laws is becoming more and more rewarding. You two can practice here for thousands of years to digest what you have gained."

After the ancestor finished speaking, he quietly disappeared, and Haotian and Yao continued to stay in the square to practice.

Shortly after the ancestor Hongjun left, the color of the world changed, and red evil clouds and black thunder clouds appeared all over the sky, and a primitive pressure directly affected Haotian.

Haotian's expression changed drastically, staring at the catastrophe clouds in the sky. After a moment, he slowly said, "Heavenly Punishment?"

Yao, who was very close to Haotian, didn't feel much, but she didn't understand why the thunder tribulation appeared inexplicably.

Obviously, the Heavenly Punishment was only targeted by Haotian. He looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Junior sister, stay away from this place. The power of the heavenly tribulation is extraordinary and may radiate around. Unexpectedly, every time a rule is broken, the Heavenly Punishment will increase dozens of times."

The way of heaven recognizes that every creature can only practice one rule. Anyone who comprehends multiple rules is heresy and should be punished by heaven and earth. If you pass by luck, your strength will double and be recognized by heaven and earth. Otherwise, your soul will be dissipated and will turn into ashes and return to the world, becoming the nourishment for the development of the world.

To cultivate the second rule, you need to overcome three tribulations, and to cultivate the third rule, you need to overcome nine levels of thunder punishment, and so on. If you cultivate the tenth rule, you need to overcome ten thousand four hundred and eighty-three tribulations, it is simply shocking. It can be imagined that the way of heaven will never allow too many heresy existences.

Yao looked at Tianji worriedly and slowly walked towards the distance, but she never left Haotian in her eyes.

The nine tribulations of heavenly punishment are simply incomparable to any previous thunder tribulation. The brewing period is only a hundred years. Over the past century, Haotian has been constantly pursuing his mysterious power to resist external pressure, and gradually pushes his mental state to a new level.

Click ~

With a loud bang, the world was deaf, and the red and white lightning flashed instantly appeared above Haotian's head, saying that Haotian was drowned in Yao's scream.

The first round of catastrophe thunder is comparable to the last round of the three catastrophes. It can easily tear through time and space and act on Haotian. The "crackling" sound spread throughout the fields, and Haotian took it down with his Taoist body.

Lightning crushed the skin and flesh, hitting the bone marrow, and the pain doubled. Haotian gritted his teeth, and the purple and golden energy combed the cells of the body over and over again. The skin and flesh regenerated, and its power was even greater than before.

After nine heavenly thunders, the first round of thunder was over. At this time, Haotian had already burnt black and wrapped in a purple-gold cocoon. The innate purple qi and merit golden light are indeed rare energy in the world. As the flow of the flow, the old skin on the surface of the body quietly shed, and the new skin became whiter and more powerful. At this moment, the energy of each cell of Haotian was enough to surpass that of ordinary earthly immortals. It can be imagined that the energy contained in Haotian's body would be very vast.

A hundred years later, the second round of thunder tribulation fell...

By the fifth wheel of thunder, Haotian no longer dared to fight against the Chaos clone with his Taoist body. The original thunder spirit bead above his head, the twelfth grade Chaos Green Lotus, the Qiankun ruler in his left hand, the Shenxiao Emperor Sword in his right hand, the Great Wilderness Pearl in his mouth, the Nine Dragons Divine Sky Clothes, the billions of purple auras were entangled, the golden light of merit was indescribable solemn.

With the assistance of various innate spiritual treasures, Haotian finally survived the Nine Tribulations, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed a handful of pills, and began to restore energy in his body.

When Haotian woke up from the meditation, he saw a pair of clear and concerned eyes at first sight. While grateful, he grabbed Yao's little hand and held it tightly. Holding his hand and growing old with him, a promise and a love.

Haotian thought with lingering fear: "In my teacher's world, I have held so many treasures to barely escape this disaster. If it were others, I would have been wiped out long ago. No wonder the way of heaven is ruthless and does not allow too many heresy."

"Hey, a thousand years have arrived. The teacher is really powerful. Could it be that this disaster has been made long ago?" Haotian calculated with his fingers. Time flies, and it has been a thousand years since the end of the Taoist ancestor's preaching. However, he did not know that the reason why the rules of creation came was that the ancestor used great magic power to persuade him to retreat. Taoist ancestor was the first saint in the world, with a special identity. Although the way of heaven was ruthless, he still had to give him two thin faces.

After a thousand years, Yao actually successfully condensed the crystal of the law of disaster and entered the late stage of the Daluo Jinxian, which surprised Haotian. Thinking about how difficult it was for him to condense the crystal of the law back then, Yao has transformed into less than one Yuanhui, and it is true that each has its own destiny and cannot be forced.

At this moment, the ancestor Hongjun appeared out of thin air, nodded with a smile, and sent the two out of the palace. Looking at the Zixiao Palace that was gradually disappearing into the chaos, Haotian frowned inexplicably and thought to himself: Teacher Hongjun is becoming less and less emotional now. Is it because the three corpse methods have some flaws that are not as good as Teacher Qingtian's power to prove the truth?

The Daluo Golden Immortal was in charge of the space. In a moment, Haotian and the others came to Buzhou Mountain. Looking back, the long bridge that stretched for billions of miles had already quietly dissipated, and the magic power of the Taoist ancestor was unfathomable.

After the Taoist Ancestor's preaching twice, the pressure of Buzhou Mountain decreased again. It was estimated that the monks in the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal could barely reach the top of the mountain.

Buzhou Mountain is majestic and majestic. Yao was not strong before and could not reach the top, but this time she had a good experience of the artistic conception of "will be on the top of the mountain and overlooking all the mountains".

The mountains were vast, and Haotian and the other two visited the Nuwa brothers and sisters living nearby and the twelve ancestor witches. They were both women, Nuwa, Yao, Houtu and Xuanming, and quickly became familiar with each other and confirmed their cultivation. When they parted, they also left contact information for each other.

Nuwa is kind and love, and saves all living beings, and is kind to the side, helping thousands of ignorant monsters to enlighten their spiritual wisdom. Within a radius of billions of miles, they are honored as "saints". In this area, demon cultivators are harmonious with each other, and spirits live in harmony with nature, and are admired by the monks of the prehistoric world.

Leaving the Buzhou Mountain Realm, Haotian was preparing to investigate several soul clones, not only to test their cultivation, but also to guide his subordinates to practice. Huang Xing, Lei Ming and Du'er had already waited in Qingfengxuan, the Cangmang Mountains of Nanzhanbu Continent.

Haotian and Yao were idle. Along the way, in addition to practicing, they also visited countless races of all sizes. These races were all kinds of strange and had different behaviors and customs, which allowed the two to gain insight.

A large city like the Winglong Flying Fort is still very rare. The southern continents are complex in geography and have many ethnic groups, and they are mostly divided into different places in the form of forces. Only super huge forces can integrate all ethnic groups and gather cities.

Qingfengxuan is the overlord of the Cangmang Mountains, dominating the billions of miles of the area outside the 100,000 mountains, but only established the average-scale "Qingfeng City". Qingfeng City gathers the surrounding races and strength and is located within the scope of the original Jiulin Cliff.

Qingfeng City is surrounded by mountains and water, with a radius of several miles, and is surrounded by granite. It is stationed in Qingfengxuan and other monks of strength all year round, and has set up various institutions in the city such as transactions, education, casting, etc. to serve the monks.

Haotian and Yao walked on the bustling streets and felt a lot of emotion. The small forces of the past have now dominated the country!

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Chapter completed!