A sudden event broke the peace of the entire prehistoric world.

Taoist Hongjun has become a saint!

The entire prehistoric world is filled with rays of rays and auspicious air. There are fairies who are manifested in the way of heaven, singing and dancing to celebrate.

The Taoist Hongjun's Taoist temple, Zixiao Palace, rose from the ground, flew directly out of the Pangu universe against the backdrop of endless holy light, hanging high in the chaotic space above the Pangu universe, looking down at Pangu universe like God.

"Three months later, this saint will preach in Zixiao Palace. All living beings in the vast world can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the great way of heaven!" Taoist Hongjun's voice was very soft, but it reached the ears of every creature.

The whole world is in full bloom!

"Husband, I also want to listen to Taoist Hongjun preaching!" Nuwa said impatiently.

Kunpeng could understand what everyone meant, Hongjun had become a saint, and the monks wanted to find a way to become a saint in him.

Judging from the flying out of the Pangu universe by Zixiao Palace, Taoist Hongjun has become the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao and has the right to allocate the holy position and Hongmeng purple Qi.

If he had fully understood the rules of great freedom, as long as he got the holy position promised by Taoist Hongjun, Hongmeng purple Qi, he could immediately become a saint and become the second saint in the Pangu universe.

But there is no need to worry. It is estimated that after the Lich's decisive battle, the rules of Daxiao can reach 80% or 90%.

Ning Xi was thinking about these things and said to Nuwa: "Okay, I'll go with you!"

"Dad, I'm going too!" A beautiful girl who is as beautiful as a stunning geese and as gentle as a dragon flew over like a butterfly and rushed into Ning Xi's arms.

This is Ning Xi and Nuwa's second child - Mi Fei!

"The Taoist Hongjun preached, and the sound of Tao that was made by him could not bear it at all without the quasi-saint." Ning Xi touched Mi Fei's head, "You can't even get to the Zixiao Palace."

"Didn't you say I'm weak? I'm heartbroken, please comfort me!" Mi Fei pouted in Ning Xi's arms and said coquettishly.

"Come here, I'll comfort you!" Nuwa said with a dark face.

"Mom, you are really good. You even eat your daughter's jealousy. No wonder Bai Erniang often doesn't get to work at home. I finally understand the reason." Mi Fei looked like she suddenly realized.

"Whatever you say is, your father is so spoiled. I won't hit you today." Nuwa raised her hand and beat her.

Mi Fei hid behind Ning Xi and made a face at Nuwa.

Ning Xi smiled slightly, turned his head and took a look. Shaodian was reading hard with some classics he "written".

The family is so peaceful and happy, but Ning Xi has a very clear feeling - such a day is about to end.

More than two months passed quietly.

Bai Suzhen is back, she is now at the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal cultivation.

"I'll come to visit my family, my husband and sister Nuwa will go and listen to the sermons together." Bai Suzhen suggested on his own initiative.

Ning Xi originally wanted her to go together, but when she thought that this trip was inevitable, she picked up her pen and wrote a poem and said, "You are comprehending the way of water, and I have a deep understanding of this story. All the insights are in this poem. You have to understand it carefully."

"Yes, husband!"

Ning Xi reminded: "Mi Fei, Taoist Hongjun has been preaching for tens of thousands of years. Your mother and I will not be short of time. You should listen to your second mother at home, practice well, and not do anything randomly."

"Well, when my father comes back, I will definitely become a Golden Immortal." Mi Fei said confidently.

Ning Xi, Nuwa and Fuxi went to Zixiao Palace together.

But the closer you get to Zixiao Palace, the clearer Ning Xi’s feelings are - once you enter Zixiao Palace, you will definitely die.

"Madam, I suddenly realized something and was about to find a place to retreat. Let my incarnation accompany you." Ning Xi stopped the trail.

"Oh, OK!" Nuwa didn't think much about it.

After being unable to see Nuwa and Fuxi's back, Ning Xi thought about it and decided to go to the west to explore the Dark Demon Abyss.

Ning Xi turned into Kunpeng, flapped her wings only ten times, and then she arrived above the Dark Demon Abyss.

This Dark Demon Abyss has become even more unfathomable.

"Swish..."

Kunpeng shrank his body and flew straight down below the Dark Demon Abyss.

With his current Taoist practice, as soon as he entered the Dark Demon Abyss, he clearly felt that the place was filled with extremely rich rules of the Demonic Dao.

This magical rule is full of domineering and corrosiveness, and it is impossible for him to enter here.

Once a monk enters this place, he or she should either forcibly devilize him or her.

If it cannot be demonized, it will generate a powerful repulsive force and force the monks to send them out of this place.

"No wonder this place becomes a forbidden place for saints." Kunpeng flew into the depths of the Dark Demon Abyss. The demonization ability here in later generations was not as domineering as it is now. It mainly relies on the magical skills to lure people to fall, which is probably related to the withering of the demonic path.

It's at the bottom of the Dark Demon Abyss.

Kunpeng turned into a human form and fell on the ground. There was a wide demon river below, and the water in the river was transformed by demonic energy.

"The eleventh-grade spiritual veins in the West are nothing, they are weaker than this demon river." Kunpeng estimated that the energy contained in this demon river was comparable to nine eleventh-grade spiritual veins.

The Demon River comes from the void and disappears from the void.

There is nothing else around.

Kunpeng walked along the Demon River and observed the Demon River with his supernatural powers.

"What is that..." Kunpeng found a space-time channel hidden at the bottom of the Demon River. With a slight sense, he found that there was an extremely thick fairy aura in it.

Is it true that things will turn back when extremes are extremes?

Behind this time and space channel is the immortal river.

If there is really such a heavenly river similar to the Demon River, it will be the supreme great fortune.

Kunpeng could completely rely on this fairy river to pile up the cultivation level of the Wu Xianliu to an extremely terrifying level.

However, Kunpeng did not dare to step in rashly, so he sent an incarnation to explore the path, but the incarnation died shortly after entering the passage.

"There are experts in the passage?"

"If you send me incarnate, you will also deliver food."

"Damn it, wealth and honor are in danger. I will try my best to make a breakthrough. At worst, I can just run away." Kunpeng was very confident in his speed.

To be honest, even at his current speed, the saint may not be able to catch up.

"Plop!"

Kunpeng plunged into the Demon River.

Chaos Space, Zixiao Palace!

Outside Zixiao Palace is an extremely huge square, including the Daluo Golden Immortals from all over the world, as well as the early, mid and late stage monks of the quasi-saints.

Those below the Daluo Jinxian are not qualified to come here, and can only listen to Taoist Hongjun from afar in the Pangu universe.

As for the monks who were in full stage of the quasi-saint, all of them entered Zixiao Palace.

In front of Zixiao Palace are six cushions, Sanqing, Nuwa has occupied four seats, and Hongyun Taoist and Zhen Yuanzi have occupied two other seats.

The other quasi-saints took out their own futons and sat cross-legged behind them.

Originally, Taoist Hongyun gave way to Jie Yin, Zhunti snatched Kunpeng's holy position, but now it became Zhunti snatched Zhen Yuanzi's holy position.

Zhen Yuanzi sat behind in a little embarrassed manner.

Kunpeng's incarnation was outside the hall, watching this scene with interest.

"Swish!"
Chapter completed!