Prehistoric: Good Fortune Tianzun

Chapter 15

Holding this piece of good fortune jade disc, Hongjun knelt down on the ground like a knife, tears falling down. “Master…”

“Well, don’t cry like that, thinking that the teacher’s Cultivation Base will be cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and it is harmless.” Chen Xuan’s face was slightly pale, but he waved his hand indifferently. “There is something for the teacher to tell you to do.”

“Disciples respectfully listen to Master’s decree!” Hongjun quietly wiped away his tears and replied respectfully.

Chen Xuan smiled and said: “In the old days, Brother Pangu opened the sky and fell from exhaustion. His soul was three and fell into Kunlun Mountain. Now that the teacher is hurt and it is inconvenient to walk around, you will do it instead. The teacher took a trip to Kunlun Mountain, and put the three children into the door wall on behalf of the teacher.” Then he took out the good fortune sword, pinched the magic trick, turned it into two Xiantian supreme treasure swords, and handed it to Hongjun.

Hongjun Kowtow took the good fortune sword, and knew that this spiritual treasure Chen Xuan was going to bestow this spiritual treasure to the three unseen brothers. “Yes! Disciple Hongjun would like to abide by Master’s decree!” After that, Hongjun turned and left the dojo and flew towards Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain is the blessed land of Pangu Ancestral Aperture. Qionghua Yaocao, swaying with the wind, immeasurable bright light shining, surrounded by profound sounds, a Great Hall called “Yuxu Palace” is located in the depths of the clouds and mist, looming. Seeing this, Hongjun couldn’t help sighing that it was such a fairyland, no less inferior to own Yujing Mountain!

In the Great Hall of Yuxu Palace, there are three groups of illusory figures sitting cross-legged. One looks like an old man with a nine-story tower in his arms, and his name is daddy; a middle-aged man looks like a man with a majestic face and his original name is called primitive; the other looks like a young man with sword eyebrows and stars, and his name is daddy.

These three people are not others, they are the Pangu Yuanshen, the later Sage-Pangu Sanqing. Kunlun Mountain is a three-person dojo, a gift from Heavenly Dao. Although the three of them haven’t figured out, they can still perceive someone visiting from Kunlun Mountain, but the Cultivation Base is unfathomable, and it is impossible to see those who are in Sanqing. This made the three of them mutter in their hearts. I don’t know why this person came. If this person has the intention to kill someone for treasure, I am afraid that he has no power to fight back, and he will fall before he is born.

Step by step, Hongjun walked to the front of Yuxu Palace, waved his hands, broke the Restrictions formation of Yuxu Palace, and walked into the palace.

“Dare to ask senior, what can I do if you break into my brother’s dojo?” The old man’s phantom said tremblingly, how much pressure poor Hongjun put on them.

“Poor Dao Hongjun is a big disciple under the seat of Bu Zhoushan good fortune Tianzun. Today, I will send you a chance to wait for the three of them.” Hongjun put away the pressure and said loudly.

Hearing this, Sanqing breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the senior named Hongjun was not trying to kill people and steal treasures. The tone also calmed down.

“I don’t know what the chance senior said? Why did it fall on the Junior three?”

“Haha, you guys, you are very cautious. You are the Pangu god-tier primordial soul combined with Xiantian’s fresh air. The poor master good fortune Tianzun and Pangu god-tier have been brothers for countless years. Speaking of it, Er et al wanted to call Master to call his uncle. Today, the poor Dao came here, and he received Master’s decree on behalf of the old man to help Er et al to enter the gate wall. Is this a chance?” Hongjun laughed. .

Sanqing next to him was smashed by the pie falling from the sky. They naturally know the relationship between Chen Xuan and Pangu. After Sanqingben waited for his transformation, he went to Chen Xuan, but never thought that Chen Xuan had sent someone to take care of it. Is there any reason to refuse such a good thing?

Upon seeing this, Hongjun invited out the fragments of the good fortune jade disc, and drank: “In that case, why don’t the three juniors bow down to worship Master?” After that, he bowed first.

Sanqing did not dare to neglect after hearing this, and hurriedly bowed to the piece of good fortune jade disc.

“Disciples knock on Master!”

After the big gift, Sanqing saluted Hongjun again. “Meet the big brother!”

Hongjun waved his hand and said: “You don’t need to be polite, brother, we should help each other in the future.”

“What the brother said is quite true!”

After meeting each other, Hongjun took out a picture, a sail, and a sword, and handed them over.

These three things are Tai Chi Tu, Pangu Fan, and Good Fortune Sword.

“According to the decree of the teacher, I will give you three Taiji pictures, Pangu sails, and good fortune swords, the number of Xiantian treasures, which can suppress your own qi luck, you can cultivate your good life, strive for early transformation, and don’t let the master’s hopes be disappointed.”

“The disciples will follow the master’s decree! We are determined to be good students and live up to the high expectations of master and brother!”

Hongjun looked at the three unborn little guys with a smile, and there was also a kind smile on his face.

For the next three thousand years, Hongjun has been teaching the Sanqing in the Kunlun Mountain, and gradually understood the way of own.

“Big brother!” Under the three thousand years of Hongjun’s teaching, Sanqing and others have transformed into Taoism, and Cultivation Base Realm has reached the late stage of Da Luo.

“Oh? Junior brother, if you don’t want to practice well, what do you do here in Poor Dao?” Hongjun asked with some confusion.

“Senior brother Rongzi, the younger brother wants to go out of the dojo and travel through the prehistoric places, in order to increase his knowledge, and hope that the older brother will be gracious.” Daddy respectfully saluted Hongjun. For three thousand years, all three of his brothers were taught by Hongjun, and the three of them were very respectful to this elder brother.

Hongjun heard the words, pondered for a moment, and slowly said: “Master once said that you can’t practice behind closed doors. Cultivation Base such as Yi Er can also be considered upstream in the prehistoric times. If you don’t provoke the power of the quasi Sage Realm, you can expect lifeless. Yu. However, the poor Dao deduced the secret and the great calamity will arise, but Er et al. should not have been born in this calamity. For this reason, Er et al. were relieved to practice in the Taoist temple and were not allowed to go out, so as not to disturb the secret and provoke the killing.”

Sanqing had to give up, return to the hall, and continue cultivation.

Two flowers bloomed, each with one branch, but waves appeared in the predicament.

With the return of the patriarchs of the three clans, the matter of measuring the calamity spread all over the world. Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Qilin each lived in seclusion in the dojo, closed door training cultivation, and realized the Heavenly Dao, hoping that the catastrophe would come and be able to protect the tribe.

As the saying goes: “Where there are people, there are Rivers and Lakes.” The dragon and phoenix tribes without the patriarch are less restrained. Gradually, frictions arose between the three tribes. At first, it was just a small fight. Later, they would often fight because of some small things, and even suffered casualties in the fight.

The calamity aura began to gather in the sky above the precipice, announcing the coming of the calamity.

On the mountain, Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes and sighed. “The great catastrophe is coming, and the souls are disheartened, and teaching the poor is so unbearable!” While speaking, Chen Xuan’s eyes even shed blood and tears.

On Kunlun Mountain, Hongjun felt his heart tight, and it seemed that a shackle fell on him suddenly. After repeated calculations, he didn’t know. Hongjun sighed and had to give up, but he knew that the catastrophe was coming! Thinking of this, Hongjun no longer practiced hard in Closed Door Training, walked out of Kunlun Mountain, and flew towards the wilderness.