Sanqing looked at Taoist Xuanqing for a long time and never spoke.

They are one of the few people in the prehistoric world who understand the origin of the Taoist Xuanqing, and even Taoist Xuanqing himself is not very clear about this. Therefore, they will never regard Taoist Xuanqing as their brother, Pangu's fourth request.

After being hung up by Sanqing for a long time, Xuanqing Dao's life was out of his mind.

He is here to recognize his relatives, not to become a disciple. He may have to be sincere and be tested, but to recognize his relatives are mutual. You see, I am not happy, and I will definitely not pester them.

Sanqing noticed the change in Taoist Xuanqing's attitude and could not hold on.

Now they are under the noses of the powerful heavens. No matter how reluctant they are, they have to do their superficial skills. Be responsible, how will the powerful heavens view their three brothers?

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke: "The fourth brother is intent."

When talking about the word "Fourth Brother", Yuanshi Tianzun felt goosebumps all over his body.

It's disgusting, so disgusting. If someone forcibly stuffed a brother, anyone will feel uncomfortable.

The leader of Tongtian nodded and smiled, "Fourth brother, I still remember when you first transformed, I still wanted to accept you as a disciple and preach you. I don't want to sit together today and discuss the Tao."

He did not hit the smiley person, and Taoist Xuanqing was not a person who was greedy. Sanqing gave him a step, so he took the opportunity to step down and smiled: "San brother, I have not been involved in the world at that time, so I have something to do with rudeness. Please forgive me."

“Where, where.”

Yuanshi Tianzun Xu thought that he was a snake and did not dare to say too much, for fear of revealing traces of lies.

But these few words of conversation made Taoist Xuanqing see the attitude of Sanqing towards him.

The Sanqing not only did not regard him as a brother, but also as an enemy.

"It's been vain!"

Taoist Xuanqing felt sorry for himself, and he asked himself that his actions in the prehistoric world were not as sorry for Pangu’s authentic title, nor did he damage Pangu’s authentic face.

He also learned that all living beings in the vast world are transformed by the body of the great god Pangu. Theoretically, all living beings of the same generation are brothers and sisters.

"Pangu is authentic, I am not Pangu, the three of them are not Pangu, and the twelve ancestor witches are not Pangu, and there is never Pangu in the world."

A strange idea that subverted the prehistoric worldview surged out from the heart of Taoist Xuanqing, and burst out in an instant, occupying his entire heart.

Originally, when he first became Pangu Authentic, he felt very honored, but when he learned what Pangu Authentic did, he became suspicious of Pangu Authentic glory.

The character that King Pan created for Taoist Xuanqing is a simple, cheerful, straightforward saint, and character is close to that of morality.

The Pangu authenticity in the prehistoric world is divided into two branches, one is the Three Pure Land transformed by Pangu’s soul, and two is the ancestor witch transformed by Pangu’s essence and blood.

Taoist Xuanqing only saw arrogance and killing from the Three Qings and Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The three pure arrogance, thinking that they were transformed by Pangu's soul and gained the merit of opening up the heavens, they were one level higher than other innate sages in the prehistoric world. The opportunities and benefits between heaven and earth should be obtained by them. They often use Pangu's authentic name to suppress others and raise themselves.

In order to achieve great success, the twelve ancestor witches set off shocking killings in the vast land. Those who follow me will prosper and rebel against me will perish. They are even more tyrannical than those of the ferocious beasts during the great catastrophe of the ferocious beasts.

These two groups of people did not make any contribution to the prehistoric world. Even if there were, all the other innate sacreds did it, and they did more than them. Why, they were authentic?

Taoist Xuanqing thought again that he had not yet achieved his merits. He only obtained a large amount of merit and a treasure of acquired merit because he refined a drop of Pangu's essence and blood. He was ashamed of it!

Every time Taoist Xuanqing had similar questions, a voice in his ear told him that Pangu’s authenticity should not be like this, and that Pangu’s bloodline or Pangu’s soul should not determine who Pangu is authentic. Every creature in the prehistoric world is qualified to become Pangu’s authenticity. Only those who have virtue, magic power, and both can take on the throne of the prehistoric world and inherit the great power of Pangu’s great love for the people can be called Pangu’s authenticity.

The Sanqing had compassion but no great love. The twelve ancestor witches were all left with killing and arrogance.

Deep in the cave, Taoist Qinglian squinted his eyes and watched the relationship between Pangu and the Four Pure Land.

"That one was besieged and killed by many great masters in mythology, and the other one in front of him emerged from nothing. Could it be that they are all..."

It seemed that he was thinking of something terrible, and Taoist Xuanqing's face suddenly became ugly, and he didn't dare to look in the direction of Taoist Xuanqing, for fear of attracting attention.

He was completely overthinking. At this time, the immortals who looked at Xuanqing Taoist Xuanqing were not one nickel, but there were ninety-nine billions. Looking at so many immortals, how could Taoist Xuanqing pay attention to his small role?

In the end, Taoist Xuanqing talked to Sanqing about a lot of unnutritional words, and then said goodbye and sat in his own position.

When Taoist Xuanqing returned to his original position, he and the Three Qings were relieved.

At this time, I don’t know if the three ancestor Kunpeng and the other two had the right time. After this farce, a sound came in from the mountain gate.

"Demon Emperor Fuxi, go to the meeting!"

"The Lord of the Blood Sea Heaven, the Ancestor of the Styx will attend the meeting!"

"The Lord of the Beiming Heavenly Realm, the Ancestor Kunpeng will attend the meeting!"

"These three old guys are finally here!"

The Sanqing and Gui Yin Cunti, who was guarding the mountain gate, finally relaxed.

Among the quasi-saints in the prehistoric world, there are only three people who can be on par with the great powers of Xuanmen. If they don’t come, the conference on the Mystery of the Ten Thousand Realms will be much more beautiful.

Especially the ancestor Kunpeng, Yuanshi Tianzun could sense whether the cause and effect between him and Kunpeng could be settled. This conference is the key.

The news of these three powerful people attending the meeting alarmed the entire Taoist sermon venue. Countless eyes stared at the entrance of the venue. With a bang, three figures entered one after another. The heavy aura crushed the world and the three ancestors of Kunpeng entered the venue.

"The late stage of the quasi-saint!"

When I saw that the cup in my hand was almost unstable.

Fuxi actually broke through the realm quietly and secretly entered the late stage of Quasi-saint, suppressing Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Sect Master.

Yuanshi Tianzun and the leader of Tongtian's face changed slightly, and the pain was so hot that he felt slapped in the face.

They always thought that they were the great masters with the highest magical power, cultivation, formation, and supernatural power besides Laozi, Dapangu Jingshen. However, the ancestor Kunpeng, the ancestor of the Styx, and Fuxi all surpassed them one by one.
Chapter completed!