Chapter 217 It Turns Out that We Are All Disaster Prevention Tools

The saint Taiqing was horrified. How could this happen?

The karmic power of the kalpa actually decreased.

No, it did not decrease, but was transferred to the junior brothers in front of him.

Taiqing understood instantly.

He looked at Hongjun gratefully, but found that Hongjun nodded slightly.

Taiqing was moved.

This was Hongjun using these endless creatures to protect them from disasters.

"The second one is Yuanshi Tianzun, who is also your second senior brother, but he has not arrived yet. I will meet you again when I have the opportunity. Now I meet your third senior brother, fourth senior brother, and fifth senior brother."

They greeted each other one by one.

Jieyin Zhunti, Haotian Queen Mother, Jifa, etc.

All of them were greeted.

Jieyin Zhunti already knew the key, and his face was happy.

But Haotian, Queen Mother, and Jifa did not feel it.

Perhaps they were not saints and could not feel the saint's killing calamity.

But they did not know that since the moment they sat on this cushion.

They were already tied to the saint's killing calamity.

It's just that they are too weak to detect it.

Taiqing Saint watched these junior brothers constantly pay respect to the people on the cushion.

He mourned for them in his heart. They were sold and still helped count the money.

But he was even more dissatisfied with Yuanshi Tianzun.

What a good opportunity to get rid of the karma of the calamity.

Although it may not be completely resolved, it is a good thing to resolve it.

But it was missed.

Taiqing knew that after this time, even if he paid respect to Yuanshi Tianzun later, it would probably have no effect.

"Okay, you are quiet. I will reopen the Zixiao Palace to preach and teach sentient beings. I will mainly talk about two methods. One method: the whole process of the three corpses proving the Tao, and the second method: the whole process of the law proving the Tao. You must find the Tao in your heart, otherwise you can't prove the Tao by the law."

He took a deep breath and continued:

"As for how much you can comprehend, it all depends on luck."

Then Hongjun began to preach, starting from the most basic.

He was not afraid of not having enough time.

Hongjun used the Western method to sleep for a thousand years.

He preached to them in the dream.

Who can be sure in a dream? Or ten thousand years may pass in a sleep.

Or he may sleep for a thousand years but feel as if only a moment has passed.

For a moment, waves of Tao rhyme sounded in Zixiao Palace.

The creatures who came to listen to the teachings were so intoxicated.

They collapsed to the ground as if they had taken sleeping pills, sleeping in various postures.

Even the Queen Mother, Haotian, and Jifa were also sleeping.

Only Jieyin Zhunti and Taiqing looked at this scene with a slight smile on their lips.

The more these creatures progress in their cultivation, the more they can help them resist the thunder.

Time passed slowly, and a hundred years passed in a flash.

However, Zixiao Palace did not enter the depths of chaos.

It was only because of the existence of Jifa, the so-called King of Martial Arts.

Once he left the Thirty-three Heavens, Jifa's involvement with the prehistoric human race would be cut off.

Fortunately, during this hundred years, the Human King has been busy refining the prehistoric will.

A hundred years, Hongjun preached in his dream, and no one knew how much time had passed.

It could be as short as ten thousand years, or as long as several years.

Anyway, at this moment, the momentum of all beings in Zixiao Palace was really terrifying.

Those beings who were not sitting on the futon, each of them had reached the Golden Immortal of Daluo.

Many beings were faintly stepping into the Quasi-Saint.

Hongjun saw it, and Taiqing also saw it.

Jieyin Zhunti saw it even more.

They were all very happy, and they couldn't close their mouths.

These were all their own shields.

After a hundred years of meditation, Taiqing, Jieyin Zhunti, etc., had already seen Hongjun's ruthless mentality.

That was to exhaust the last bit of luck and heritage of the ancient demon race.

To help the Heavenly Dao Saint to prevent disasters, even if Nuwa had fallen, it was still possible to make use of the waste.

It was just unknown how much could be prevented.

Similarly, in this hundred years.

The Human King and Pingxin did not rest at all, and finally assisted Zhen Yuanzi to successfully refine the will of the prehistoric continent.

Rumble.

In this moment.

The entire prehistoric world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It was as if the endless mountains and rivers burst out with dragon roars.

The endless power of the Xuanhuang earth burst out.

The terrifying power rushed straight to the nine heavens.

"Hmm? Has Zhen Yuanzi finished refining the prehistoric world?"

Hongjun, who was preaching in Zixiao Palace, suddenly stopped, opened his eyes and looked down.

At this moment, bursts of Xuanhuang color burst out above the prehistoric world.

A heavy power of the earth rushed towards him.

Hongjun knew in his heart that the saint's killing disaster might break out again.

After retracting his gaze, Hongjun looked at Taiqing and Jieyin Zhunti and said:

"The Human King has finished refining the primordial wasteland. I think the war will start soon. The teacher preached in the dream, which made you junior brothers and sisters have a deep enlightenment. Don't disturb them. When they reach the time of enlightenment, they will go to the depths of chaos."

With a wave of one hand, several innate spiritual treasures appeared.

This scene made Jieyin Zhunti's eyes shine.

But in the end, it fell into Taiqing's hands.

"These innate spiritual treasures are collected by the teacher. You are their eldest brother, so you should supervise them well. When they behead the corpse, you can distribute them to them to facilitate the beheading of the corpse."

"Yes, teacher, the disciple will definitely protect them well."

This is related to his own kalpa karma. How can Taiqing be careless?

"That's very good. The Zixiao Palace is suspended here. Don't worry, the Human King cannot attack. I have important things to do when I go to the depths of chaos for my master. Don't let them leave the Zixiao Palace at will."

As he spoke, Hongjun disappeared.

On the other side, after Zhen Yuanzi refined the will of the ancient world, he took control of the ancient world in an instant.

Although it is not possible to directly control the burial coffin like Hou Tu.

But within your ability, you can still affect a lot of things.

"Human King, fortunately you have fulfilled your destiny. Pindao has finally completed the refining."

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi, his cultivation level has improved even more, and there is a strong aura all over his body.

This is the result of feeding back from the ancient times.

"Very good, Zhen Yuanzi, you only have one thing to do now, and that is to protect Honghuang well and don't let this saint kill and destroy Honghuang. Otherwise, you will die if Honghuang is destroyed, and it will affect Gu's plan. "

"Don't worry, King of Human Beings, Pindao will definitely do it."

While speaking, Zhen Yuanzi had an idea.

Suddenly there was a rumble outside Chaoge City.

All I saw was that it seemed to be moving out of thin air.

One house after another was built.

The city wall seemed to be opened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then towns appeared, and roads appeared.

In a matter of seconds, a huge and glorious city rose from the ground.

The human race in Chaoge City was stunned at this scene.

Did he see a ghost today?

Di Xin was also stunned.

This is faster than game building.

"Haha, the human king is seeing a joke. The poor Taoist can only control the primitive world weakly and cannot enter the lobby."

However, Di Xin was extremely excited.

"Okay, this function is good. In this case, our human race will not have to work so hard, time-consuming and energy to build cities, guide water canals, open up wasteland and build roads. Okay, okay."

Di Xin was excited and very happy.

Don't think that you and the saints in the heavens can kill you.

But most of the prehistoric human race are still mortals.

They need food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

Now Zhen Yuanzi's move has instantly solved people's confusion.

"Zhen Yuanzi, your skills are so good. Gu Zheng is planning to build canals, build houses, build cities, pave roads and build bridges. Although it can still be done with magic, it is far slower than your idea. This is a good thing. ah."

Zhen Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, but it was just a small trick. How could anyone be so happy?

"Zhen Yuanzi, you are like this"