"Well, it means that the only person who can reach the top of Mount Buzhou is that person!"
"Who is that?"
"The ancestor of the Wu clan, Wu Houtu!"
Xuan Xiao also smiled bitterly when he heard this.
It turns out that for so many years, only Hou Tufang, a descendant of Pangu, was able to climb the top of Buzhou Mountain.
So what are your chances of reaching the top?
Xuan Xiao asked himself that the chances were low, but now that he had stood up, he could not give up easily.
At worst, it’s time to train your body and soul!
After making up his mind, Xuan Xiao slightly bowed his hands to the two yellow beasts and then continued climbing.
Time passes, step by step!
The northwest of the prehistoric North Sea is called Beiming.
At this moment, in the sky above Beiming, the ancestor of Hongyun was lying on a cloud, moving with the clouds, leisurely drinking the fine wine contained in the red gourd of Jiujiu Sanhun.
The way of Hongyun is the way of leisurely travel and leisure. It seems to be dissolute and decadent, but it is also a way of cultivating the Tao and cultivating the mind.
But suddenly he sat up, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"No! I have been going south, but why did I come to this land of the North Ming Dynasty!"
Hongyun suddenly felt bad and was about to leave with Caiyun in his arms.
But, it's already too late!
A huge thing rushed out of the North Underworld Water!
"This is... the demon master Kunpeng!"
According to legend, there is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. It turned into a bird, and its name was Peng. I don’t know how many thousands of miles there are on the back of a Peng!
The demon master Kunpeng flew into the sky in anger, his back was like Mount Tai, and his wings were like clouds hanging from the sky!
The next moment, the demon master Kunpeng had already soared ninety thousand miles up, carrying the cloud energy, carrying the blue sky, directly covering the sky and the sun, and shrouding the red clouds under his huge body!
At this moment, Hongyun seemed extremely small.
No matter in terms of body shape or momentum!
At the same time, Zhen Yuanzi, who was chanting Huang Ting quietly in Wuzhuang Temple, suddenly stood up!
"Not good, fellow Taoist Hongyun!"
…
The land of Beiming.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun! You've all come to Beiming, why are you leaving so soon! Don't even come to sit here!"
Kunpeng's voice is like the voice of heaven, deafening!
Seeing this, Patriarch Hongyun not only lost his surprise and panic, but also showed a calm smile.
"I, Hongyun, am carefree by nature, but I prefer to travel around the wilderness! Thank you for your kindness, I will leave now! No need to send me away!"
"Haha, fellow Taoist Hongyun, don't be so anxious! If you really want to leave, please leave something behind!"
Kunpeng sneered.
"I am a casual cultivator! Except for the little wine in this treasure gourd, there is nothing else! How can you be like you, fellow Taoist, who serves in the heaven and is even called a demon master? You really have a high position and a rich family! "
Hongyun seemed to be showing weakness in his explanation, but in fact he was insinuating that Kunpeng was shackled by Emperor Jun and Taiyi with the demon-calling flag, and was forced to serve the heaven. After many battles and making great contributions to the demon clan, he still failed. Being trusted.
Kunpeng was naturally angry when he heard this, but he did not get angry, just because what happened today was a game!
Now there are two people hiding in the dark waiting to take action!
"If Fellow Taoist Hongyun is willing, you are welcome to join my heavenly court! I will definitely speak to the Emperor of Heaven and promise you a high official position and a generous salary!"
“Then I’d like to thank you fellow Taoist!”
After saying that, Hongyun used the magical power of space to escape from this place so close to the end of the world.
But Hongyun was surprised to find that the space here was already fixed by some kind of treasure!
Hongyun shook his head and chuckled: "It seems that fellow Taoist disciples have made sufficient preparations for me to be a 'guest' in Beiming this time!"
That Kunpeng didn't care about Hongyun's sarcasm, and only said: "What happened in Zixiao Palace back then should be settled today! But after all, we have listened to the Daozu Dao, if you are willing to hand over Hongmeng Ziqi and join Heaven serves Heaven, and you and I can settle the cause and effect!"
Hongyun just shook his head when he heard this: "Kunpeng, I'm afraid you are not conveying the wishes of Emperor Jun and Taiyi in order to gain freedom! You are naturally narrow-minded and have no tolerance. You bully the weak and fear the strong. How can you have such magnanimity?!"
"Hongyun! Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
Today's arrangement was extremely careful, but Hongyun dared to ridicule him at this moment, which made Kunpeng extremely angry.
"Haha! The Hongmeng Purple Qi is on me! It depends on your ability!"
Hongyun laughed.
Since you can't hide, let's fight!
Ancestor Hongyun threw the ninety-nine soul-dispersing red gourd into the air, and the red gourd suddenly expanded thousands of times.
Although it was still too small compared to Kunpeng's real body, the next moment I saw a large amount of red sand smoke starting to come out of the gourd's mouth!
This red mist was so poisonous that even Kunpeng didn't dare to let it get to him casually. He saw this huge roc suddenly open its bloody mouth!
"Wow!!"
Hongyun originally thought that Kunpeng was going to blow away the red mist, but this great roc actually sucked in all the red mist it sprayed out with the momentum of a whale swallowing all things!
"How brave!"
A trace of surprise flashed in Hongyun's eyes, but he did not stop holding his hand.
only……
Just when Hongyun was about to continue fighting, the sound of Haoran's bell suddenly came to his ears!
"This is the treasure that just restricted space!"
It's the Chaos Clock in Donghuang Taiyi's hand!
"Buzz!"
The Chaos Bell actually hit Hongyun's chest directly.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spat out, and Hongyun was seriously injured.
The red gourd no longer sprays thin red mist.
"For this ambush, His Highness Donghuang rushed all the way from the coast of the East China Sea to Beiming!"
Kunpeng said coldly.
Although Kunpeng was the only one who showed his body, Hongyun knew that in addition to Taiyi, Emperor Jun might also be here.
"If Emperor Jun hadn't used the Hetu Luoshu to secretly change the rotation of heaven and earth, I wouldn't have come to this place in the North Ming Dynasty unknowingly!"
Hongyun thought clearly at this moment, but it was no longer difficult to express.
Donghuang Taiyi, the quasi-sage who killed two corpses!
Chaos Bell, an innate treasure!
This long-planned ambush finally killed Hongyun in one direct blow.
Seeing this, Kunpeng immediately transformed into a Taoist form, but he looked like a somewhat gloomy middle-aged man.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun! Since you are so stubborn! Then we have no choice but to send fellow Daoist on his way!"
The words fell, but before Hongyun could react, Kunpeng struck cruelly!
At this moment, Great Immortal Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortals who set out from Wanshou Mountain, finally arrived!
But by the time he arrived, Hongyun had died, his Tao body was gone, and his soul had been scattered.
And that Kunpeng, the Heavenly Emperor Dijun, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi chased away the Hongmeng Purple Qi!
Zhen Yuanzi's eyes widened with anger, and he held out the Book of Earth in his hand, intending to chase the three of them and avenge his close friend Hong Yun!
But at this moment, Zhen Yuanzi saw the Nine-nine Souls Red Gourd of the Hongyun Patriarch, and saw that there seemed to be a trace of true spirit attached to the red gourd!
"If we use this thread of true spirit as the foundation and collect the remaining souls to cultivate, or Fellow Daoist Hongyun, there is still a chance of reincarnation and rebuilding!"
Zhen Yuanzi immediately began to collect the remaining souls of Hongyun.
At the same time that Hongyun died, the two people in the west looked at each other and smiled.
At this moment, Xuan Xiao finally reached the top of Buzhou Mountain, the first mountain in the wilderness!
When Xuan Xiao reached the peak, Yiyi looked north.
But all I could see was the red clouds filling the sky!
For no reason, Xuan Xiao's heart trembled slightly.
"Could it be that...this is the death of Ancestor Hongyun..."
