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Chapter 127 End of this volume

If I really don’t know what name to give, just use this as the title. From the next volume, I will write this book as a new book, fill the pits in the front, and write out new ideas.

"The future is bright, the future is bright, right?"

Ao Qing looked at Huang Zhongli and unconsciously showed a hint of unbearableness. In order to maintain the righteousness and ward off evil spirits, this senior in the Taoist world was in a stalemate with the Destroying Black Lotus on Penglai Island, and he had no idea of ​​the situation of his disciples.

At this time, the ancestor Hongyun didn't know which chaotic area he was chased to. The poor immortal Zhenyuan was dragged down by him and had to bite the bullet and run away with the ancestor Hongyun.

How could Ao Qing's expression change escape Huang Zhongli's perception? After he sighed an old sigh, he replied: "Actually, even if the fellow Taoist does not say it, I know. Hongyun's Taoist heart is not firm, seems smart, but is actually as stupid as a pig. When I accepted him as a disciple, I didn't see this, otherwise, I wouldn't..."

Huang Zhongli scolded his disciples, but he showed no mercy at all, without any scruples outsiders, and scolded the stupidity of the ancestor Hongyun.

King Pan hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun's situation is not as bad as the fellow Taoist thought, nor is it very good. Strictly speaking, it is half the good or bad."

Huang Zhongli felt relieved and said happily: "Oh, fellow Taoist said this seriously?"

Opportunities and disasters are dependent on each other. He thought that the ancestor Hongyun encountered a great opportunity, which led to himself falling into a bad situation.

King Pan said seriously: "Of course it is true. Fellow Daoist Hongyun has a strong fortune and has obtained the opportunity to become a saint, Hongmeng Purple Qi. His disaster arose because of Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"Hongmeng Purple Qi? The old Taoist Hongjun is indeed a believer and gave my disciple a great fortune."

Huang Zhongli said excitedly.

Ao Qing couldn't bear to break Huang Zhongli's dream, so he frowned, turned his head away, and did not dare to look at Huang Zhongli again.

King Pan was interested: "Fellow Daoist Huang Zhongli, I have heard from fellow Taoist Hongyun that Fellow Daoist Hongjun owe you a cause and effect. How can I explain this?"

Huang Zhongli was very happy to learn that the ancestor Hongyun had obtained the Hongmeng purple aura and said readily: "It's not amazing either. During the ferocious beast catastrophe, fellow Taoist Hongjun was chased by the man Shen Ni. I took him to Penglai Island and hid for 300 million years."

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun has been hunted down?"

This was the first time that King Pan heard this. He thought that the ancestor Hongjun was invincible all the way.

Huang Zhongli said meaningfully: "Your generation of innate sacred is much luckier than the first generation of innate sacred. When you were walking in the prehistoric world, the old Taoist Hongjun had already helped you eliminate all the crises in the prehistoric world. Otherwise, the times change and luck flows, the older generation of innate sacred must suppress your growth in order to maintain their own luck. Think about it, how can you be strong?"

After listening to Huang Zhongli's statement, King Pan felt a lot of heart.

He used to think that the quasi-saint powerful man before the first catastrophe of Longhan left the prehistoric world because the ancestor Hongjun wanted to maintain the rule of Xuanmen to facilitate his preaching.

But now it seems that it is not exactly that.

Imagine if those old antiques and old monsters remain in the prehistoric world, how could these new innate sages emerge? The Ancestral World, the World Tree, and his turn?

What are the three thousand Zixiaokes and the two Lichs, they are all small characters and they cannot become a climate at all.

Back then, when King Pan returned to the prehistoric world, he saw the history that the ancestor Hongjun showed him. When the ancestor of the Demon was self-destructed, dozens of quasi-saints joined forces to set up barriers to block the aftermath of the demon ancestor's self-destruction and save the Eastern Continent.

Even in the prehistoric world today, there is no way to find so many powerful people in the middle and late stages of the quasi-saint!

"call!"

The Pan King took a long breath and calmed down his fluctuating state of mind.

Huang Zhongli asked again: "I just used the secret technique to contact Hongyunwu's disciple, but I couldn't contact him at all. In the secret of heaven, his whereabouts are also very vague. Can fellow Taoists tell me in detail about the current situation of Hongyunwu's disciple?"

It is pitiful that parents in the world are not inferior to their parents in the prehistoric world. They are simply nannies for their disciples, so King Pan is unwilling to accept disciples.

Pan Wang's eyes became deeper. After he organized the language, he said, "Fellow Dao Hongyun, I once fought side by side with him and seized an opportunity together. But what I want to say is not this. Everything about Fellow Dao Hongyun must start with the preaching of Zixiao Palace..."

He knew that the matter of the ancestor Hongyun could not be hidden from Huang Zhongli. Huang Zhongli would just find an old Daluo Golden Immortal. When the quasi-saint asked, the various deeds of the ancestor Hongyun would be known.

As Pan Wang told him, Huang Zhongli's mood kept rising and falling.

When he heard that the ancestor Hongyun sat on the holy throne in Zixiao Palace, Huang Zhongli was very happy and praised the ancestor Hongjun for keeping his promise and being an open and honest immortal.

When he heard that the ancestor Hongyun could not withstand the test of the heavenly way and gave up the saint position, Huang Zhongli was furious and scolded the ancestor Hongyun as stupid as a pig, looking for a dead end, secretly hating himself for taking such a disciple. However, on the other hand, he was worried about the ancestor Hongyun.

The ancestor Hongyun could not see the powerful relationship. The old senior Huang Zhongli considered it instantly and replaced him with the ancestor Hongjun, so he would not let the ancestor Hongyun easily go.

However, after he learned that the ancestor Hongyun and King Pan and the immortal Zhenyuan took over the Ancestral Continent, he became much less angry with the ancestor Hongyun.

However, everything was the third time when Zixiao Palace preached, and the ancestor Hongyun actually accepted the Hongmeng purple qi, but he still refused to hand it over.

"Li Ling Zhi Meng! Hong Yun! My teacher taught you to be able to take it and let it go."

If Huang Zhongli could transform into shape, he would have beaten his chest and stamped his feet at this time, which would have been a big loss of composure.

It is obvious that the Hongmeng purple Qi is a poison thrown by the ancestor Hongjun to punish the ancestor Hongyun. If the ancestor Hongyun understands the truth, he will give the Hongmeng purple Qi to others without holding it tightly in his own hands.

Ao Qing listened to the past of the ancestor Hongyun and tortured his soul.

If he was the ancestor of Hongyun, would he give up the saint position? If he got a certain treasure, would he be willing to take it out?

After careful thinking and careful consideration, he found that his choice was the same as that of the ancestor Hongyun.

Huang Zhongli did not ask why King Pan didn't go to save the ancestor Hongyun, because he knew that the ancestor Hongyun was beyond help. If the ancestor Hongyun refused to repent and made progress, no one in the heavens and the world could save him.

"Fellow Dao Wang Pan, I would rather not know these evil disciples now! evil disciples!"

Huang Zhongli was too disappointed with the ancestor Hongyun, and he couldn't help but look at Ao Qing beside the Panwang.

"Fellow Taoist, if that old guy Ao Long knew that he had another senior brother, he wouldn't know what he would be angry about?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist is such a bad word. Junior Brother Ao Long is in the land of eternal disaster. If I am the senior brother, I will help him take care of his younger generation, he will not be too happy!"

After the heavy topic, Huang Zhongli took the initiative to chat with Pan Wang.

The benefits of making friends with a master are unimaginable, and Huang Zhongli is naturally unwilling to miss this opportunity.
Chapter completed!
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