Chapter 1172 Hongjun Wants to Take Qin Jun In
Yang Jian?
Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba's expressions suddenly became strange. Master Qiu Qi thought they were ashamed and embarrassed to exaggerate.
"I am a powerful person who has become a saint. If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for you to get it again in the future."
Master Qiu Qi said warmly, he could see that Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba were extremely talented, and their energy and blood were stronger than monsters in the same realm. How could he not be tempted?
Sun Wukong couldn't hold back his anger and cursed: "Get out of here, you mother!"
As soon as these words came out, Master Qiu Qi's face instantly turned ugly.
"You are looking for death! You are lucky to have you here, but how dare you be so vulgar!"
Master Qiu Qi shouted angrily and pressed his right hand into the void, condensing his magic power into a giant hand and pressing down.
Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba felt as if their vision dimmed and the giant hand was about to hit their heads.
At this time, the giant hand suddenly stopped in the air, unable to move. It was less than five meters away from Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba. The two demons were sweating coldly at the sight.
Master Qiu Qi was stunned, frowning, and activated his magic power, trying to control the giant hand to fall, but no matter how he urged it, the giant magic hand would not move, as if it was bound by some invisible force, making it unable to move. Unable to descend.
"snort!"
Under the sky, a muffled groan suddenly sounded, and then Master Qiu Qi vomited blood and flew backwards as if he had been hit hard.
The figure is like a shooting star, which penetrates the layers of clouds in the blink of an eye and disappears into the depths of the starry sky.
Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba were stunned on the spot, as if they had thought of something, and the two demons bowed to the void excitedly.
Fuxi!
Qin Jun once asked Fuxi to protect them secretly, and also told Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba that if Fuxi took action, the two demons were not allowed to call Fuxi's name.
The world returned to peace again, and after experiencing this small storm, Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba became more relaxed.
With Fuxi here, what are they afraid of?
Just spar and fight with peace of mind!
As a result, the two monsters went directly to the end of the world and fought with all their strength, causing the native creatures of the planet to panic.
Fuxi, who was on another planet, had his eyes closed, his mouth twitched, and he was speechless.
…
Time flies, and another fifteen hundred years have passed in the Shinhwa Dojo.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the late stage of Daluo Shixian Realm!"
Qin Jun was unstoppable. Listening to Hongjun's sermons, even though he had not yet become a saint, Qin Jun still gained a lot.
He is worthy of being a Taoist ancestor. The Dharma he preaches is extremely mysterious. If you can understand it, your practice will be successful in the future.
This is still Hongjun who has not become a saint.
After becoming a saint, what kind of grace was Hongjun’s sermon in Zixiao Palace?
What height has Hongjun reached after joining the Tao?
For a while, Qin Jun became very interested in Hongjun at the top of the hillside. The colorful flowers all over the mountain were so dazzling that they even vaguely covered Hongjun's figure.
Qin Jun began to adjust his magic power. His magic power surged just after the breakthrough, and the breath he released made thousands of living beings around him tremble with fear.
After his breath stabilized, Hongjun suddenly stopped.
"The first sermon in the world has been until now. Whatever you have understood is your own creation. You don't need to remember my gratitude. I am doing it for myself."
Hongjun stood up slowly, and as he finished speaking, a ray of light broke through the clouds and fell, shining on him.
The strong light shone, even Qin Jun couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Merit!
This merit is greater than the merit Qin Jun has ever obtained.
The first sermon and teaching of the Dharma between heaven and earth had an epic impetus for the evolution of all spirits, so the way of heaven was extremely generous, but this merit was still not enough to make Hongjun a saint.
Qin Jun once exchanged Hongjun's information in the Myth Mall. It is said that although Hongjun had great merits, he still achieved enlightenment by killing three corpses, which made Qin Jun guess wrong.
In the past, he believed that Hongjun also relied on merit to become a saint. One was the merit of preaching, and the other was the merit of ending the First Tribulation of Longhan.
After the strong light dissipated, Hongjun was suspended in the air, his robes fluttering as if he would transform into an immortal at any time.
Hongjun looked down at all the creatures worshiping him with a look of enlightenment on his face.
"Ding! The host is about to leave the Mythical Dojo!"
The system prompt sounded in Qin Jun's mind, and Qin Jun's consciousness began to drift.
Hongjun was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and looked at Qin Jun.
"This son possesses the Ziwei Emperor Star Dao Fruit and is extremely talented. He is neither arrogant nor impetuous whenever he makes a breakthrough. He is enough to become my first disciple and join the path together."
Hongjun thought of this and immediately sent a message to Qin Jun.
At this time, Qin Jun suddenly disappeared out of thin air, making no sound. Hongjun's eyes narrowed and his consciousness spread out in all directions, but he was unable to catch Qin Jun's aura.
"How can it be……"
Hongjun's face darkened. He couldn't even trace Qin Jun's aura. Could it be that there was a powerful person behind Qin Jun?
Or maybe Mr. Qin is a good person himself and just comes to listen to the lecture in a low-key manner?
Hongjun's heart began to be confused, and at the same time he remembered Qin Jun's face deeply. He believed that one day in the future, he would meet Qin Jun again.
…
Qin Jun opened his eyes. In the dim cave, his purple eyes were shining with light, and there was a purple flame floating between his eyebrows, making him look like an evil spirit in the darkness.
He slowly walked out of the cave. Before he could walk out of the cave, he heard the thundering roar outside, mixed with Sun Wukong's strange screams from time to time.
"These two guys..."
Qin Jun was speechless. When he walked out of the cave, the sun shone into his eyes, making him feel like he was in another world.
Whether it is the Mythical Dojo or the Time and Space Jedi, although time passes slowly, it is not slow for Qin Jun.
Three thousand years is not a short time.
"Next, it's time to go to Xuanchi!"
Qin Jun's mouth curled up. He was in the late stage of Daluo Shixian Realm and was confident that he could smash into the Saint!
Xuanchi was destined to be his stage!
After thinking about it, Qin Jun flew to the sky. Sun Wukong and Li Yuanba, who were fighting in the distance, felt his breath and flew over.
The three of them left the planet quickly.
...
In the starry sky, countless meteorites were floating, densely packed like dust.
Whoosh——
A flaming figure quickly passed through it. It was Donghuang Taiyi. He increased his speed to the limit, as if he was escaping from something.
Rumble——
I saw an extremely huge fireball chasing with a momentum that swept all directions. All the meteorites that hit along the way were smashed, and the rubble was filled with smoke.
"Taiyi, where are you going to escape to!"
The majestic voice of Emperor Jun resounded throughout the starry sky, making Donghuang Taiyi, who was wrapped in the true fire of the sun in front, feel heartbroken.
"Why..."
"Why?"
"Why is he hunting me?"
Donghuang Taiyi's heart was filled with anger and despair. He and Dijun were brothers, born from the Sun Star together, and supported each other for countless years. Why did Dijun attack him as soon as they met in this life?
He couldn't understand it and was about to go berserk.
The anger of being betrayed burned in his chest.
At this moment, the huge fireball transformed by Dijun had come behind him. Compared with the huge fireball, Donghuang Taiyi seemed insignificant.