On an island in the sea.
In the flash of green light, a person appeared on the island and revealed his figure.
Kong Xuan, who was meditating on the island, stood up, clasped his fists towards the visitor and said, "Fellow Taoist Qinglong."
Qinglong smiled and nodded, sitting down opposite Kong Xuan: "Do you want to see me, fellow Taoist?"
Of the top three tribes in the past, only the dragon tribe still has a lot of them now, but they are huddled in the four seas, not daring to go out at all, and it is not much different from being extinct.
"Um!"
Kong Xuan nodded and looked up at the sky.
Qinglong followed Kong Xuan and looked at the sky. As the two strong men left over from the Long Han era, they might even be the two strongest masters. Now, both of them have reached the peak of quasi-sage cultivation, and they are very interested in all aspects of this world. This situation has more understanding than ordinary people.
"During the break of Taoist's sermons, a rare treasure from the East China Sea was born." Kong Xuan said slowly.
"Now, the whole world and the whole world are very quiet." Qinglong continued.
"Yes!" Kong Xuan retracted his gaze and said slowly: "The world created by the great god Pangu seems to be less chaotic all of a sudden."
Qinglong said nothing, still looking up into the sky.
Both of them knew about the rise of the Wu clan on the ground.
The peace that the two people mentioned was not the peace of the battle between living beings, but the peace of the wild world.
As strong men of the previous era, they have all been to the Sea of Chaos and know what the Sea of Chaos looks like.
No rules, no time, no space.
It's just a turbulent flow. You may turn around and you will appear thousands of miles away, but after flying thousands of miles, you may only cover a distance of less than ten feet.
In the ancient world opened up by the Great God Pangu from the Sea of Chaos, the underlying laws are stable and living beings can continuously emerge.
However, events such as fire from the sky, surges from the earth, and the collapse of the small world are still happening in the ancient world.
However, since Daozu Hongjun's first sermon in Zixiao Palace ended, the natural disasters that had often occurred suddenly calmed down.
After a while, Qinglong slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Kong Xuan: "The will of heaven?"
"Not sure."
Kong Xuan slowly shook his head: "Daozu is still preaching now. This sermon will last for three thousand years. During this period, it should be relatively safe. I plan to go to the teacher and see if I can take Qingluan out for a walk."
"That's fine!" Qinglong smiled.
"Aren't you going to bring Jiao Tu out for a look, fellow Taoist?"
"No!" Qinglong shook his head and said: "With the current situation of the Dragon Clan, there is no need to let Jiao Tu know the specific situation. After my fellow Taoist leaves, I hope that my fellow Taoist can help conceal it."
"I understand." Kong Xuan stared at Qinglong and nodded.
"In this case, I won't disturb fellow Taoist. I don't dare to talk about other places, but if anyone in the world dares to do harm to fellow Taoist..."
Qinglong laughed mid-sentence: "No one should dare to do harm to Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist, take care."
Kong Xuan looked at Qinglong. He didn't look back until Qinglong turned into green light again and disappeared.
After being silent for a long time, Kong Xuan's body erupted with colorful divine light, escaped into the void, and flew towards Kunlun Mountain.
Standing outside the Taolin, Kong Xuan took a deep breath and walked towards the Taolin step by step.
In the peach forest, other Tao Yun was sensed, and the torrent of the Tao immediately began to circulate, and the rumble struck Kong Xuan.
After thousands of years of practice, Kong Xuan gained more understanding of the Tao realm and felt that with his own Tao realm, he could resist the Tao realm in Taolin.
However, at this moment, Kong Xuan realized that he had thought wrong.
The torrent of the avenue is more powerful than before, not only a thousand times more powerful!
After only holding on in the Taolin for a quarter of an hour, Kong Xuan activated his Taoist robes.
Finally, the torrent of the avenue that could have caused Kong Xuan's collapse calmed down.
The teacher is actually so powerful!
There was no fear in Kong Xuan's heart, but joy.
Ancestor Na Hongjun obviously had extremely great ambitions.
As an experiencer of the First Tribulation of the Long Han Dynasty, Kong Xuan had no doubt about this.
The four strongest Chaos gods and demons besieged Luo Hu, but only the Chaos ancestor survived.
Senior Zulong, who could compete with Ancestor Hongjun, was forced by Ancestor Hongjun to die first and turned into the Yellow River of Nanzhou.
Then, Patriarch Hongjun became a saint, opened a forum to preach, and even stabilized the prehistoric world.
Kong Xuan was afraid that his teacher would still be in his original state and be plotted by the saint, Patriarch Hongjun.
Now it seems that the teacher is also getting stronger!
Then, even if Patriarch Hongjun wants to scheme against his teacher, the possibility of success will be greatly reduced.
After walking out of the peach forest, Kong Xuan saw Xuan Qing sitting on the ancestral dragon's nest, sleeping with his eyes closed, and Kong Xuan felt even more relieved.
After tens of thousands of years of cultivation, the teacher's image and Taoist charm were deeply imprinted in Kong Xuan's mind, and he would think of it from time to time.
As Kong Xuan became a quasi-sage and had a more accurate grasp of the Tao realm, Kong Xuan discovered that although the teacher in his memory was powerful, he also had certain flaws.
But now, the teacher’s flaws have completely disappeared!
Not a peep to be found!
At this moment, Kong Xuan felt as if the teacher was this world and this world was the teacher.
Clay figurine?
Metallic branches?
Kong Xuan saw something unfamiliar next to him and sensed the powerful Tao charm emanating from the clay figurine.
It is equivalent to the Dao Yun of Daluo Jinxian!
Is this the teacher's back-up plan?
If Patriarch Hongjun dares to attack the teacher, can the teacher directly use clay figures to create a strong man in the Da Luo Jinxian realm?
Kong Xuan looked at the clay figurine in astonishment, feeling a strong sense of unreality in his heart.
It should be noted that at that time, when the three souls of the Great God Pangu were transformed into the Three Friends of Pangu, they seemed to be the Taiyi True Immortal or the Taiyi Golden Immortal.
The clay figurines built by the teacher directly have the Taoist charm of the Da Luo Jinxian realm.
Is it possible that the teacher's power has surpassed that of Pangu?
Kong Xuan is not sure about this, because there is no way to compare!
However, the teacher is definitely stronger than Daozu Hongjun!
After a while, Kong Xuan finally looked away from the clay figurine, his worries completely disappeared, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
Taking a few steps forward, Kong Xuan bowed to Xuan Qing and said, "Teacher."
Xuan Qing opened his eyes and saw Kong Xuan standing in front of him, as well as the clothes he had made haphazardly after failing to make weapons.
You are still alive...
Xuan Qing subconsciously wanted to say this, but he resisted the urge and nodded with a smile: "Here he comes."
"Teacher, the disciple hasn't been here for a long time..."
Xuan Qing smiled and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, safety is more important than anything else. Besides, you are still alive, which is better than anything else."
Kong Xuan was moved and said: "Thank you very much, teacher."
"Qingyu is behind you, go find her yourself." Xuan Qing said with a smile.
Kong Xuan was silent for a moment, clasped his fists and said, "Teacher, this disciple wants to take Qingyu out for a walk."
"Take Qingyu out?" Xuan Qing frowned.
"Well, don't worry, teacher!" Kong Xuan said quickly: "The disciple has mastered some safety routes. Currently, Taoist ancestor Hongjun is still preaching. Except for the Wu clan, there are basically not many powerful people active. The disciple can ensure Qingyu's safety. "
