Chapter 86: Zhen Yuanzi Outside Huoyun Cave, Proving the Secret of Taoism——

Fire Cloud Cave!

The cave of Hong Yun, a great power in the ancient times.

Even in the vast ancient times, it can be regarded as a top-notch cave paradise.

However, because of Zhen Yuanzi, no other great power has invaded this paradise for billions of years since Hong Yun fell.

After billions of years.

This paradise inevitably looks a bit messy.

Today.

"Perhaps, this is fate!"

Feeling the attraction coming from the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him, Fuxi sighed softly.

He naturally knew the origin of the wisp of Hongmeng purple air when he was proving the Tao.

But...

Suddenly, I felt like a robber.

Using someone else's Hongmeng purple air, and now occupying someone else's cave.

Shaking his head slightly, Fuxi threw away his weird thoughts and prepared to walk into the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him.

Suddenly.

"Daoyou Fuxi! Wait..."

From a distance, a voice containing magic power came through.

Fuxi turned around and looked.

In the distance, an old Taoist priest with long beard and long hair was flying towards this side quickly.

In just one breath, the old Taoist priest had already arrived in front of Huoyun Cave.

Who else could it be but Zhen Yuanzi?

However, Fuxi saw that this was not Zhen Yuanzi's real body, but just a corpse of Zhen Yuanzi.

"Red Cloud has fallen for billions of years, and this Zhen Yuanzi actually has a corpse guarding this Taoist temple. He is really affectionate and righteous."

Fuxi said in his heart.

"Daoyou Zhenyuan!" Fuxi said with a smile.

"Hello, Daoyou Fuxi. Congratulations on escaping the catastrophe and becoming a saint!" Zhen Yuanzi descended from the cloud and bowed to Fuxi and congratulated him.

Fuxi shook his head slightly, and said with a warm smile: "Daoyou Zhenyuan, I am now the emperor Fuxi, how can I say that I have escaped the catastrophe and returned."

Hearing what Fuxi said, Zhen Yuanzi was slightly startled.

Looking at Fuxi in front of him, he also found that he was different from the Fuxi in his memory.

In the past, even though Fuxi served as the Emperor of the demon clan, he always had a gentle smile on his face, and he never let go of the Fuxi Qin in his hand, and he was immersed in music all day long.

And now...

Although there is still a warm smile on his face, the majesty of the emperor revealed in his every move cannot be faked.

And...

For some reason, looking at the extremely warm smile on Fuxi's face, Zhen Yuanzi always has a creepy feeling.

"It's me, Meng Lang." Zhen Yuanzi apologized quickly.

"I, Zhen Yuan, meet... the emperor of mankind Fuxi! Congratulations to fellow Taoist Fuxi, for achieving the truth and becoming a saint!"

Zhen Yuanzi bowed solemnly again and said a sentence.

Well!

It's not shameful to bow to a saint!

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, you don't have to be polite. Back then, we listened to the teachings in Zixiao Palace, and I sat next to you. We could be called classmates!" Fuxi sighed with emotion, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

Zhenyuanzi: "..."

Just now he said that he was the Human Emperor Fuxi!

Did the Human Emperor listen to the teachings in Zixiao Palace back then?

"By the way, classmates are the names of people who study together in the academy of our human race." Fuxi explained at this time.

Zhenyuanzi: "..."

This is not the point!

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi... I wonder why you came to this Fire Cloud Cave?" Zhenyuanzi changed the subject stiffly, no, he should get to the point.

"Of course, I am preparing to practice in seclusion here." Fuxi looked at the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him and said with a melancholy face.

"Practice in seclusion here..."

Although Zhenyuanzi had expected it long ago, he still felt a little nervous at this time.

Looking at the new saint in front of him, the Human Emperor Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi really didn't dare... didn't want to do it.

But...

Looking at the Fire Cloud Cave in front of him, Zhen Yuanzi's face gradually became solemn. On the other side, in Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi's real body also rushed over here with a solemn face.

Before he was about to make a move, perhaps to delay time, or perhaps because he was really confused, Zhen Yuanzi asked in a deep voice.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, why did you choose to practice in this Fire Cloud Cave...Although this Fire Cloud Cave can be regarded as a good blessed place in the prehistoric world, it is not worthy of a saint's dojo!"

"This is destined by heaven." Fuxi shook his head slightly and said.

"The Hongmeng purple qi that I used to become a saint was the one that fellow Daoist Hongyun used back then. Now that I have become a saint, the dojo should naturally be built here."

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun's...Hongmeng purple qi."

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but be silent. In his mind, all the questions were suddenly clear. He finally knew why Fuxi could become a saint.

He also knew where the Hongmeng purple qi went after Hongyun fell back then.

"It turned out to be... a saint who made a move?" Zhen Yuanzi could not help but remain silent, and then a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

He clasped his hands together, and the earth and wood avenue gathered magic power, and a magical power began to brew.

However, Fuxi looked at the scene in front of him, but he did not show any expression, and even did not gather magic power, but just looked at it with a warm smile.

Seeing Fuxi's attitude, Zhen Yuanzi was annoyed. Even if you have already achieved the Tao and become a saint, your strength is strong.

But he is also a quasi-saint, and he has been practicing diligently and accumulating magic power for hundreds of millions of years.

With the ginseng fruit of the ginseng fruit tree, which is the best innate spiritual root and ripens once every ten thousand years, the magic power he has accumulated is more than a hundred times stronger than other quasi-saints.

This is too much of an underestimation of him!

Zhen Yuanzi was angry, and the magic power in his hand was shining brightly, and he was about to hit Fuxi.

"By the way, Daoist Fellow Hongyun has been reincarnated. Does Daoist Fellow Zhenyuan know?" Fuxi said with a warm face and a smile.

"Boom!"

The magical power in Zhenyuanzi's hand hit the ground in front of Hongyun Cave heavily. The next moment, the magical light covered the area of ​​​​Huoyun Cave within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

In an instant.

Under the illumination of this light, the plants and trees in this area bloomed brightly, the fruit fragrance was pleasant, and the spiritual roots exuded extremely rich vitality, swallowing the surrounding spiritual energy.

This world of hundreds of millions of miles suddenly seemed to have turned into a fairyland on earth, where was the chaos that had not been seen for hundreds of millions of years.

"Daoist Fellow Fuxi, what do you think of this great magical power of the flower blooming in an instant!" Zhenyuanzi stroked his long beard and said with a bright smile.

Fuxi: "..."

Looking at Zhenyuanzi in front of him, Fuxi suddenly felt that he might have underestimated Zhenyuanzi.

"Daoist Fellow Zhenyuan, what a magical power!" Fuxi praised.

"Daoist Fuxi, I wonder if what you just said, Daoist Hongyun... has been reincarnated, is it true or not?" Zhen Yuanzi asked eagerly.

"Of course it is true." Fuxi nodded slightly.

"After Lady Pingxin established the reincarnation, Daoist Hongyun had successfully reincarnated. Now there is no news of him in the prehistoric world. I guess he has not yet achieved the Daluo Dao and has not found the Dao fruit."

Hearing Fuxi's words, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly became extremely excited. He believed that Fuxi, now a saint, would definitely not lie to him, an old Taoist priest.

"Daoist Hongyun..."

Zhen Yuanzi's voice could not help but tremble, and his eyes immediately turned red.

After a while, Zhen Yuanzi finally controlled his emotions, and then looked at Fuxi and apologized: "Fellow Daoist, please forgive me. I lost my composure when I heard the news about my friend."

"No problem!" Fuxi shook his head slightly, stared at Zhen Yuanzi with burning eyes and smiled: "The friendship between Daoist Zhen Yuan and Daoist Hong Yun is stronger than gold, which is admirable."

Although Fuxi's words were very sincere, Zhen Yuanzi felt a little awkward when he felt Fuxi's burning gaze for some reason.

Putting aside the strange thoughts in his mind, Zhen Yuanzi showed a solemn expression on his face and said: "Thank you Daoist Fuxi for telling my friend the news!"

"Zhen Yuan will never forget this love and kindness. If Daoist has any instructions in the future, Zhen Yuan will do his best!"

Looking at Zhen Yuanzi with a solemn face, Fuxi was overjoyed.

For Zhen Yuanzi, even if Fuxi has become a saint now, he dare not underestimate him at all.

This is one of the only three thousand guests of Zixiao Hongchen left in the prehistoric world.

You know, even he died once, and thanks to his sister, he was able to be reborn in the prehistoric world and become a saint.

No matter how, none of the powerful people who can live safely in this era are weak.

"Since Taoist Zhenyuan is so kind, Fuxi has something to ask for, so I will accept it without any excuses." Fuxi said with a shy face.

"Please speak, Taoist Fuxi!" Zhenyuanzi said with a righteous face.

"Now that the human race is weak, Fuxi would like to ask Taoist friends to help take care of the human race." Fuxi said solemnly.

Hearing Fuxi's words, Zhen Yuanzi was stunned and looked at Fuxi in surprise, saying, "Daoyou Fuxi has become a saint, so why do I need you to take care of the human race?"

"Daoyou Zhenyuan, you don't know that although I have become a saint, I am not a saint of heaven, but a saint of harmony!"

"Although I have become a saint, I will forever suppress the human race and forever suppress this Huoyun Cave!" Fuxi said, with a look of loneliness on his face.

"Forever suppress Huoyun Cave? A saint of harmony? Daoyou Fuxi, I don't know much, what do you mean by this?"

Zhen Yuanzi was slightly stunned and looked at Fuxi in confusion.

"Daoyou, do you still remember the words of Hongjun Daozu when he preached and distributed the sainthood in Zixiao Palace that year?" Fuxi sighed slightly and said softly.

"What words did Daoyou say?"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"Daozu Hongjun once said that there are three ways to become a saint: to prove the Dao with strength, to prove the Dao with merit, and to prove the Dao by killing three corpses."

"He also said that nine is the maximum number in the prehistoric world, so there should be eight saints of the Heavenly Dao in the prehistoric world."

"However, there are fifty great ways, and forty-nine heavenly ways, and one of them is missing, so only seven primordial purple qi are distributed."

Fuxi said solemnly.

"Of course I remember." Zhen Yuanzi nodded, and a trace of loneliness appeared on his face. Back then, his fellow Daoist Hongyun fell in the prehistoric world because of this primordial purple qi.

However, this loneliness was also fleeting.

After all, he now knows that Hongyun did not completely return to the abyss, but successfully reincarnated.

"Don't you think the words of Daozu contradict each other?" Fuxi said lightly: "After all, when Daozu talked about the method of proving the Dao, he did not mention the primordial purple qi."

Zhen Yuanzi was slightly startled, and his heart suddenly seemed to have set off a storm, and his eyes looked at Fuxi incredulously.

Fuxi didn't care about Zhen Yuanzi's reaction, but continued.

"Hongjun Daozu preached the Dao to the world, and he is such a person that he would not lie, so...what Hongjun Daozu said is correct."

"There are three ways to become a saint, and there are only eight saints in the prehistoric world, but...Daozu never said whether becoming a saint and becoming a saint in the prehistoric world are the same."

"This..." Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were bright, and he looked at Fuxi excitedly, and his whole body trembled.

"The saint mentioned by Hongjun Daozu is the saint of the Heavenly Dao, and becoming a saint by becoming a saint is the saint of the He Dao, which is achieved by practicing the three ways of becoming a saint mentioned by Hongjun Daozu."

Fuxi's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Daoyou, take this seriously!" Zhen Yuanzi's voice trembled.

If the previous loss of composure was due to excitement after hearing about Hongyun's reincarnation, then this time, it was for the sake of the Tao.

Who among the practitioners has not dreamed of seeing the scenery standing at the top?

"Of course! Otherwise, why didn't the Taoist Ancestor point out my sainthood in Zixiao Palace back then?" Fuxi said calmly.

"If you still don't believe it, think about the one in the East Sea."

"The one in the East Sea..."

Zhen Yuan's face changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered the mysterious and powerful person in the East Sea who called himself a friend but never walked in the prehistoric world.