I'm Teaching to Watch the Door

After hesitating for a moment, Minghe spoke first: "All the people of the past have fallen, and there are only a few Zhenyuanzi who have not become saints."

Houtu beside him also nodded.

"Earlier, Taoist Patriarch Lidong Wanggong was the head of the male immortals, and many of them followed, and then died in the demon court to conquer. The rest of the people were conscripted into the demon court by Emperor Jun and Tai Yiqiang, and they also died in the calamity. People like Shi Kunpeng survived."

After saying that, Hou Tu felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

Hongjun preached in Zixiao Palace. He originally thought that the world would usher in a prosperous age, but he didn't expect how long it would take before all the Zixiao guests died.

Except for the sanctified people, there seemed to be only Kunpeng and Zhenyuanzi left in the whole world.

Shui Yuan frowned slightly, just as he thought in his heart.

"Didn't they leave any inheritance after they died?"

These creatures are almost all innate demon gods, but they only showed their faces in Zixiao Palace, and there is no news about them after that, which is really weird.

Styx and Houtu, who were listening, shook their heads, with puzzled eyes, wondering why Shui Yuan suddenly asked these questions.

"After Zixiao Palace preached, all the Daoism passed down by Hong Huang came from the Taoist ancestors, and no one would learn their way." Houtu glanced at Minghe and responded softly.

Shui Yuan sighed in his heart, it seemed that no one cared about the deaths of those people.

Thinking about it, the prehistoric is so great, and the world is born frequently for countless eons, such good people as Hongyun are all dead, let alone the rest of the people.

"Brother! What's the matter? Are they weird?" Styx rubbed his head, his face full of doubts.

He was a bit confused about Shui Yuan's thoughts, how to ask these dead people politely.

"I don't know the details. It's just the way of beheading the three corpses passed down by the Taoist ancestor. Can anyone in the prehistoric world use this method to become a saint?" Shui Yuan spoke softly after glancing at the two of them.

Hearing this, the expressions of Houtu and Minghe changed slightly.

Hou Tu Nai Zuwu does not cultivate the primordial spirit, this way is not suitable for the Wu clan, and he has not tried it.

But the rest of the prehistoric beings, Styx and even the other saints of heaven followed the way of beheading the three corpses.

It's a pity that each of them was not sanctified by beheading three corpses.

Nuwa created man, the gods made their merits and virtues sanctified, the Three Purities established the religion with their merits and virtues, and the two saints of the West made many great ambitions to become sanctified.

And the two of them, one incarnated in reincarnation, and the other through Huangquan.

Shui Yuan was no exception, and the one who left was definitely not beheading three corpses to become a saint.

The way of Hongjun beheading the three corpses was widely spread in the prehistoric times, but no saint was able to be sanctified by it.

"Could it be that sanctification has nothing to do with primordial purple energy?" Styx exclaimed, with astonishment on his face.

A long time ago, he beheaded the three corpses, but Styx always thought it was because of the lack of the primordial purple energy, so he failed to take that step.

Now that I think about it carefully, it seems that the way to kill the three corpses is not that simple.

There may be other reasons for the primordial purple energy bestowed by Hongjun.

"I'm afraid only a few sages of the Dao of Heaven know about this matter." Shui Yuan shook his head with doubts on his face.

According to Shui Yuan's thinking, Tong Tian and other sages of the Dao of Heaven should know a lot of things, but because the Yuanshen entrusts the Dao of Heaven, they have many scruples.

Now that I think about it carefully, at the end of the Conferred God Quantity Tribulation, Tong Tian's actions are also very strange.

During the Tribulation of Conferred Gods, the Jiejiao was defeated, and many disciples were listed on the list, but the leader of the Tongtian Sect had to re-skill the geomantic omen, and then open the world.

The calamity has already happened, and everyone under the sect has fallen. Even if the world is opened, cutting off the teaching is not a serious injury to the orthodoxy.

And there is another point, the battle of the saints broke the prehistoric land, and Hongjun didn't even show up. Just when Tongtian was about to open the world, the Taoist ancestor of Zixiao Palace happened to appear.

At this point, Sanqing took down the Perishing Saint Pill, and all of them withdrew from the prehistoric stage.

From this point of view, at the end of the Conferred Gods, the battle between the saints, and the opening of the world after reaching the sky, it seems that there is another deep meaning.

It's just that if you go to ask Tongtian about such things right now, you probably won't get an answer.

The primordial spirit of the sages of the Dao of Heaven is entrusted to the Dao of Heaven. I am afraid that no one knows better than them the real changes in the prehistoric land.

"Brother! Could it be that everyone in Zixiao Palace has been plotted against?" Styx said, looking in the direction of Chaos.

From Shui Yuan and Hou Tukou earlier, Ming He knew that the world is not that simple. Hearing Shui Yuan's words now, Ming He found that everything seemed prehistoric.

As a member of Zixiao Palace, it is probably thanks to the existence of Xuehai that he was able to wait until the water yuan alive.

Zhenyuanzi is the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, he has the Earth Book in his hand, and is closely connected with the prehistoric land veins. The demon master Kunpeng once created the demon text, which is closely related to all races.

Needless to say, the Nether Blood Sea is where all the filthy things from the wild land converge.

It seems that several of them can survive till now not only because they are strong enough.

As he was speaking, Minghe spoke again: "Could it be that this Fengshenquanjie is also a means of that person, and Haotian is just a pawn pushed by the other party."

Houtu didn't speak, and apparently agreed with Styx's conjecture.

Meeting the eyes of the two, Shui Yuan nodded: "The ultimate purpose of conferring the gods is to let the saints withdraw from the prehistoric times, and Hongjun also uses the conferring of the gods to eat away at the last will of heaven."

After finishing speaking, Shui Yuan slowly talked about the things in the starry sky, and even the guess in his heart did not hide Shui Yuan.

Several people are authentic saints, and they have long been on the same boat.

Even the sages of the Dao of Heaven, whose primordial spirit entrusts them with the Dao of Heaven, will withdraw from the prehistoric stage. I am afraid that these authentic saints will not have a good ending.

Hou Tu had a sullen face and a dignified expression. Styx's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Hongjun is actually planning the whole prehistoric world, that doesn't include him, and now even the elder brother is trapped in the prehistoric world.

Styx's face also became dignified.

He is not afraid of the second sage of the West, even if he is Sanqing, he has the confidence to fight, but he can face Hongjun.

Ming He didn't know how strong the other party was, who became a saint early, and was more in line with the Dao with his body. He was also the master of the saints of heaven.

Right now, it seems that Haotian, including several Heavenly Dao sages, are just pawns launched by the opponent.

The saints are all ants, and the saints of heaven are high above, and they are all Hongjun's puppets.

This sudden discovery completely overturned Styx's cognition.

To become a saint, shouldn't one be superior to all races in the prehistoric and desolate, and be in charge of the life and death of all things, so why did they all become puppets in the end.

Styx was shocked in place, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The good mood of fighting against the two Western Saints at the foot of Mount Sumeru earlier disappeared completely.

Houtu rubbed his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "Shui Yuan, what should I do in the upcoming Conferred God Quantity Tribulation?"

Fortunately, that person fits the Tao and can't act without scruples. This should be the best news.

At least the will of heaven still exists in the prehistoric world, and the authentic and human ways have also recovered.

"Things that measure calamity should remain unchanged and change. The most urgent task at the moment is to communicate with chaos. It is best to feed back the prehistoric world and strengthen the authentic, human, and even heavenly." Shui Yuan, frowning, responded softly.

Hongjun had been making arrangements a long time ago, and their preparation time was too short.

Earlier, he planned to plan for the two saints of the West to reduce the power of heaven, and there is a high probability that Hongjun's strength will also be weakened, or he can break through the barrier and communicate with chaos.

After communicating with the chaos and then strengthening the way of heaven, it is bound to prolong the time for Hongjun to encroach on the way of heaven.

And time is what they lack the most.

Before Xuanyuan took that step, there were still two last mouths of hell in the underworld.

Houtu nodded, and said softly: "With the rise of the Conferred God Tribulation, both the tunnel and the human realm have sensed it, and the speed of recovery of those mouths of hell has been much faster, but the time is still very tight."

Wu Yi shot the sky, and it took only a hundred years to measure the calamity.

If after the conferment of the gods, Hongjun completely controls the way of heaven, Pangu's last will to stay in this world will also disappear.

With the lack of two of the Three Emperors of Humanity and the lack of the holy throne of the underworld, he will certainly not be able to resist Hongjun.

"Brother! If you need anything, just tell me." Styx next to him patted his chest and responded loudly.

After being deceived by Hongjun for so many years, Styx was also annoyed.

After working for so many years, it turns out that the sage of Heavenly Dao has already made an appointment by default.

It's no wonder that Nuwa made man a saint, but he created the Asura clan. The Sanqing Lijiao and the Second Western Sage made great ambitions, and they were all sanctified in the end. He has learned and styled, but he also has nothing.

In the entire prehistoric world, he Styx tried the most in the method of sanctification.

Turns out he was a clown!

The more Styx thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but suggest: "Brother! Why don't I go to Zixiao Palace and try Na Hongjun's roots."

It is true that Hongjun fits the Dao with his body, but he is also a saint now, and his strength is still very strong.

Shui Yuan's eyes lit up when he listened, but he dismissed the idea instantly.

"No! It's too dangerous!"

Houtu next to him also nodded repeatedly.

This method is too risky without knowing exactly what the sage of heaven is afraid of.

It was not easy for the underworld to give birth to an authentic saint, but there must be no accidents.

After hearing the words, Styx Nunuzui did not say much.

Although there was anger in his heart, he also knew how powerful Hongjun was.

After pondering for a while, Shui Yuan said solemnly: "You still hold on to the Second Saint of the West, and I will play by ear in the midst of the calamity."

"Okay! I've seen those two guys upset for a long time!" Styx nodded repeatedly.

A long time ago, Styx refused to accept that the two of them could become saints with a little ambition, but it was Hongjun who started it.

The more Styx thought about it, the more angry he became, he decided to go to Mount Sumeru later.

"Then what about me?" Houtu turned his head to look, and said softly.

The prehistoric world was left behind by Godfather Pangu, how could Houtu be willing to be stolen by Hongjun.

Thinking of Gonggong angering Buzhou Mountain at the time of the Lich's calamity, Houtu felt sad for a while.

Mount Buzhou is a pillar of the sky, transformed from the spine of God the Father, who else can break it apart from ancestor witches like them.

Other creatures, let alone smashing Buzhou Mountain, will be shocked and killed by the will of Pan Gu if they just want to offend. But because of the Lich's calamity promoted by Hongjun, he was interrupted by the violent Zuwu.

Saints and all races were all plotted by Hongjun.

"You just stay in the underworld for the time being, waiting for the gods to be conferred!" Meeting Houtu's gaze, Shui Yuan responded softly.

Although the Wu Clan is irritable, they are indeed the most self-proclaimed descendants of Pangu in the entire prehistoric land, even more fanatical than the Sanqing transformed by Pangu Yuanshen.

They don't respect heaven and earth, only respect Pangu.

However, the evolution of the prehistoric world into such a state definitely had a lot to do with the rupture of Buzhou Mountain.

Although he was being calculated, I am afraid that Houtu is also feeling uncomfortable at this moment.

Houtu nodded, but did not refuse.

She is reincarnated, with a strong aura of reincarnation on her body. Once she leaves the underworld, several heavenly saints will be able to detect it immediately.

Even if he took some action, he might not be able to escape their eyes.

To briefly explain a few words, Shui Yuan didn't stay for long.

As far as he is concerned, the most urgent task is to speed up the absorption of sun stars and lunar stars.

As soon as he appeared on the prehistoric starry sky, Shui Yuan felt a fierce sword intent erupting from the western world.

Styx went to find trouble with the Second Saint of the West, and Shui Yuan didn't care much.

He also didn't like these two guys.