Chapter 49 Hongjun joins the way and returns

Houtu is an ancestral witch. He does not cultivate the soul. When fighting, he always uses the strength of his body to fight against the enemy and rarely uses magic weapons. However, if the treasure is chosen on his own initiative, Houtu will not mind collecting it.

After all, if there is a spirit, you can choose your master. Moreover, Houtu will not refuse the magic weapon you gave for free.

After the listeners competed for external magic weapons, the remaining magic weapons were also cut through the chaos and flew to the prehistoric world. The huge treasure cliff became empty and left here alone.

Houtu Lotus Steps moved lightly and came towards the Fenbao Cliff. At this time, the listeners were either silent in disappointment and daze, or hesitating. After all, the Fenbao Cliff was different from other things, and they didn't know if they could collect it.

"boom!"

At this time, a momentum burst out from Houtu's body, and the light in his hand flowed, and his magic power turned into a big hand, grabbing the left half of the Fenbao Cliff in his hand.

But before she could catch Fenbao Cliff, she saw another big hand grabbing the right half of Fenbao Cliff.

Hou Tu looked at him and his face suddenly sank. This person was the Taoist Taoist of Tongtian among the Three Pure Land.

"Fellow Taoist also wants this treasure cliff? If Houtu read it correctly just now, it seems that he has collected a lot of spiritual treasures!" Houtu's voice was extremely nice, but there was endless coldness in his tone.

"It was actually a fellow Taoist Houtu, Tongtian bowed his head. This Fenbao Cliff is destined to me, but I didn't expect that the fellow Taoist Houtu also fell in love with Fenbao Cliff..." Tongtian smiled on his face and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

If Houtu, one of the twelve ancestor witches, had not been taken under Hongjun and given the foundation of becoming a saint, he might have given Houtu's treasure cliff. But the situation was different at this time, and he would not have allowed this thing that had a destiny for him.

"Oh? That's a coincidence. Houtu also felt that this Fenbao Cliff is destined to me!" Houtu said with a cold face and a cold tone. With a force in his hand, his big hand pulled Fenbao Cliff over.

Seeing this, Tongtian also increased his magic power. Both of them were super experts at the quasi-saint level. Although they had not really fought each other at this time, the gods and demons present felt the terrifying magic power fluctuations of the quasi-saint master.

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Mo Li quietly looked at the movements of the two people without making a sound. Fenbaoya had already seen clearly in his eyes that this was a chaotic stone, and the things contained in it were indeed destined to be with the two people.

So, it is natural for them to take action on their own. Anyway, the two of them will definitely get this destined thing, and they don’t need to worry about it.

The two of them looked slightly condensed, their clothes were floating without wind, and the magic power they were circulating in their hands had already been activated to the extreme. Some casual cultivators with cultivation in the Daluo realm had retreated far away at this time.

After a while, a "crack" sounded, and the Fenbao Cliff was broken into two halves in Tongtian and Houtu.

After the two big hands, each of them held half of them. Both of them looked at each other with gloomy faces. If it weren't for the fact that they had sensed something to them at this time, they would probably not have been in the half of the treasure cliff in their hands.

At this time, half of the Fenbao Cliff in the hands of the two men turned into a ball of light. When the light dissipated, they saw that the half of the Fenbao Cliff in the hands of Tongtian turned into a spear. Judging from its breath, it was not under the best innate spiritual treasure.

The spear was covered with dark gold, and the ancient word "Slaying God" was written in the middle of the spear. Flashes of terrifying killing aura emanated from above the spear, shaking the void.

But half of Houtu’s hand turned into an ancient book. The book was dark gray and the aura emitted was extremely powerful, at least it was the best innate spiritual treasure.

On the cover of the ancient book, the book contains the ancient Taoist word "Ming Shu", and waves of darkness are spreading. If the mind is not strong, it will have some influence.

"Hmph!" Putting away the magic weapon in my hand, Houtu snorted coldly, and then walked to Mo Li's side.

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Seeing Houtu and Tongtian split the Fenbao Cliff into two, and then each received a spiritual treasure, the listener who was fighting in front of the Fenbao Cliff couldn't help but regret it. Why was hesitant and stunned?

If they collected the treasure cliff, they would get the treasure in it. But at this time the treasure had been obtained by the two of them, and they would not dare to steal the spiritual treasures in their hands.

Houtu, one of the twelve ancestor witches, has a thorough cultivation of Tongtian, and the entire witch clan stands behind him. Tongtian, a saint disciple, and one of the future saints, has extremely strong cultivation. If you want to fight, it depends on whether you have this strength.

The matter of Fenbao Cliff has settled. At this time, the remaining dozens of listeners of Taoism returned to Zixiao Palace, hoping to feel the power of heaven when Hongjun is in harmony with Taoism and feel the operation of the Tao more closely.

Mo Li nodded slightly to Zhen Yuanzi and Houtu, and the three of them also headed towards Zixiao Palace.

When Mo Li entered Zixiao Palace, he felt that the aura of Hongjun had become illusory at this time. Although it was right in front of him, it seemed that it did not exist at all.

"The way of heaven...Hongjun..." Mo Li's eyes were filled with colorful colors, as if he was captivating, and he stayed on Hongjun's body and said in his heart.

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Hongjun looked indifferently at the dozens of listeners who came back at this time. After only staying on Mo Li for two breaths, he heard him speak indifferently.

"My Hongjun is in line with the power of heaven and becomes a saint, preaching the three wheels of Dharma, and now he is perfected with his merits. However, the great way is fifty, the heavenly genius is four nine, and the fifty number is still flawed. Although I have tens of millions of supernatural powers, I cannot complete it.

I want to use the method of combining the Tao to improve the great benevolence of heaven and earth, and to make up for the great unbenevolence of heaven and earth. Therefore, after that, Hongjun is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is not Hongjun, and the great trend of heaven remains unchanged, and the small trend can be changed. I hope you can do it yourself and calmly understand the mystery of heaven..."

Upon hearing this, dozens of listeners all knelt down and said, "I hope the teacher will think twice!!!"

However, Hongjun did not hear it, summoned the Jade Book of Creation and uttered two words gently, "Hao, Tao!"

The Jade Book of Creation suddenly evolved into a purple round wheel. Hongjun's body flashed and sank into the round wheel. Then the round wheel turned into a purple light, escaped into the sky, and disappeared.

Then, a vast sky power enveloped, and even Hongjun's saint's pressure could not be compared with it. However, this heavenly power only lasted for two breaths and disappeared without a trace.

At this point, Hongjun officially formed into the way of heaven.

Dozens of listeners who heard the Tao stood up one after another, left Zixiao Palace one after another, and headed towards the prehistoric direction.

Although they did not understand the way of the saint Hunyuan mentioned by Hongjun, and they did not get him to his disciples, some of them have already gained some magic weapons this time, which is a kind of comfort.

Mo Li glanced indifferently at the departing listener, and a slight fluctuation appeared on his face.

Hongjun is in line with the way of heaven. There is no saint above the heads of sentient beings in the prehistoric world, but there are a few more people who have the opportunity to become saints. Some powerful people in the prehistoric world have thought about it. It seems that a bloody storm is inevitable.

"Let's go!" Mo Li said, leaving Zixiao Palace with Houtu and Zhen Yuanzi, and heading towards the prehistoric world.

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After arriving at Buzhou Mountain, Houtu headed towards Houtu Tribe.

Mo Li said to Zhen Yuanzi, "Zhen Yuan, after you go back this time, you can carefully understand what Hongjun said. Maybe you can't break through, but you can feel a little in advance."

"Disciple understand!" Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly. He had already recorded some preaching methods.

"Yeah!" Mo Li nodded, waved his hand, and a golden light penetrated Zhen Yuanzi's eyebrows, and then he drove the long rainbow and headed towards Hunyuan Palace.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Mo Li's disappearing figure and also drove the long rainbow and headed towards Wanshou Mountain.

This time, he also gained a lot of knowledge when he heard the sermon of Zixiao Palace. Not only could he hear some of the Hunyuan Way, but he also got some spiritual treasures, which was much luckier than many guests in Zixiao Palace.

"I will also go back in seclusion and comprehend..." Zhen Yuanzi said in his heart, and a look of firmness appeared in his eyes.

The long rainbow cut through the sky, leaving long traces.

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Chapter completed!