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Styx sat on the Karma Red Lotus with a calm expression on his face.
It seems that the people under the seat are all ants.
No, these Da Luo Jinxian monks are actually ants.
"Heavenly Dao Saint, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, there are very few who can achieve Taoism."
The saint is bound by the way of heaven, but no one knows that the saint is an ant.
Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of Styx in the original prehistoric world, they exhausted all they had, but they couldn't become a saint.
Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, those with mediocre qualifications, blessed by the heavens, and sanctification is the best choice.
For those who have a deep source of blessing and excellent heels, Hunyuan Daluo's road to the Golden Immortal is a good strategy.
After the three flowers bloom, the sermon will come to an end.
For Honghuang, 3000 years is just a snap of the fingers.
Hongjun on the Qingyun in the sky opened his eyes, exuding a peaceful aura.
"Now that the preaching is over, you can practice well after you leave. After 1 years, we will open Zixiao Palace again."
After finishing speaking, Hongjun's figure disappeared in Zixiao Palace.
"Respectfully send Daozu!"
Many innate gods saluted one after another, and then left Zixiao Palace.
Styx, also sitting on the red lotus, sent a message to Hongjun.
This deity, after 1 years, I will come to you again!
Hongjun couldn't scold him, he couldn't stop Styx at all.
Zixiao Palace is like Styx's lair, allowing him to come and go as he pleases.
"Now, it's time to fight for the gourd!"
Styx rubbed his chin with interest.
Bu Zhoushan competed for the seven gourds, which is a must-write in every novel of the Great Desolation.
Although tired, but the word count is still good!
Outside Zixiao Palace, many cultivators gathered around Sanqing, fawning over them.
Sanqing, Pan Gu is authentic.
Lao Tzu, faintly can become Hongjun's first disciple.
Those seven seats, even if Daozu didn't say anything, the great powers present could guess one or two.
Dijun and Taiyi didn't even have seats, so they were naturally inferior to Sanqing and the others.
"Fellow Daoist Taiqing, why don't you go to the poor Daoist's dojo and discuss the Dao together."
"I have the best fine nectar and jade liquid. The three fellow Taoists should go to the dojo of the poor Taoist to get together."
These mighty powers have gone on and on, offering their hospitality.
Flattering to the horse's feet.
The three brothers of Lao Tzu will naturally confirm the Dao with each other.
No need to discuss with other people.
"Fellow daoists, our three brothers still have important matters to attend to, so we must visit them in person next time!"
Lao Tzu saluted and dismissed these innate gods.
Yuan Shi was even more cold-faced, full of arrogance.
This kind of rubbish can't get into his Yuan Shi's eyes.
Flattery, Yuanshi hates people who follow his power the most.
On the other side, someone still found Di Jun and Tai Yi.
Bai Ze, Ji Meng, and He Dijun had a hearty exchange.
They formed a deep friendship.
Sudden.
In the midst of prehistoric times, Mount Buzhou suddenly shook.
The colorful divine light shakes the sky.
Seeing this, Sanqing hurried to Buzhou Mountain.
Dijun and Taiyi glanced at each other, turned into their own bodies, and flew towards the Great Desolate Continent.
Only when treasures are born, can they have such power.
Buzhou Mountain is towering and majestic.
Styx has come to the gourd vine.
But he didn't make a move.
This kind of treasure should be left to others.
Anyway, Styx took it to no avail.
A series of colorful divine lights shot up into the sky, colorful and dazzling.
The infinite dao rhyme spread out, and the rich aura gathered.
I saw a gourd vine about ten thousand feet high, with seven gourds on it, swaying in the wind.
The seven-colored divine light came from these seven gourds.
"It's very interesting to fight for the gourd."
"Nine Nine Red Clouds Scattering Soul Gourd, this is the first step of Red Cloud's blackening."
"The death of Hongyun is also the last step of blackening."