Hong Huang: I let you use it as a practice method, but didn't ask you to teach Nuwa to become a

Before he knew it, Patriarch Hongjun realized that he had been influenced by a small quasi-sage at some point.

Immediately after offering a jade plate of good fortune and enlightening the Three Thousand Ways above his head for a moment, Hongjun finally regained his previous indifferent state of no joy or sorrow.

"A quasi-sage is only a quasi-sage after all, and it won't make too much of a splash."

"However, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, I think it is better to prepare for the third sermon as soon as possible, and distribute this primordial purple energy as soon as possible."

After making up his mind, Hongjun also turned his eyes away from Buzhou Mountain in the distance, and re-aware of the myriad mysteries in the good fortune jade plate.

……

At this moment on Mount Buzhou, Fuxi, who felt his body filled with countless Dao rhymes, never expected the changes in himself.

Although Fuxi also guessed that the way to persuade Nuwa to give up beheading the three corpses must be good, but Fuxi is still ready to retreat for hundreds of millions of years.

In the end, I never thought that in just a few hours, I would make great strides and successfully break through to the quasi-sage realm.

It even aroused Bu Zhoushan's brief resonance.

And it was Bu Zhoushan's sympathy that made Fuxi more sure that his sister had some connection with Pan Gu's will left in the practice.

Otherwise, why would Buzhou Mountain, which symbolizes the unyielding will of the Great God Pan Gu, shake so well when he broke through?

"Little sister, it seems that you have encountered a peerless opportunity. You can easily instill such peerless skills."

"It's a pity that I couldn't communicate with the Great God Pan Gu, otherwise it would be considered a wish of my Fuxi."

"But no matter what, I still want to thank my little sister and God Pangu for their help."

Immediately, Fuxi also sincerely bowed towards the depths of Buzhou Mountain, and even praised the Great God Pangu in his mouth.

Listening to her brother's words of admiration for the Great God Pan Gu, Nu Wa could only follow the other party's words.

Maybe others don't know, but she, Nuwa, is very clear!

The mysterious will in his body may be Luo Hu, or the ancestor Yangmei, but it just cannot be the great god Pangu.

But it is also a cultivation method that can be cultivated by oneself, and it is also a quasi-sage method that easily surpasses Hongjun.

Such good opportunities also made Nu Wa more curious about the identity of the remaining will of the exercises in her body.

"Phew... I never imagined that the senior of this practice method could pass on the practice method to my elder brother."

"And judging from the aura of the elder brother, although the aura is somewhat similar to my own technique, the inner dao rhyme is completely different."

"As soon as I made a move, there were two quasi-sage-level exercises. Could it be that the body of this exercise's incomplete will was once a saint?"

However, Lin Sheng naturally didn't know about Nuwa's brain at this time.

But judging from Fuxi's words and deeds, Lin Sheng realized that the good deed he had done was taken away by a dead person.

This result also made Lin Sheng in Nuwa's body stunned on the spot.

Good guy!
This is the holy law that you, Grandpa Lin Sheng, and I worked so hard to sign up for. ,

Forget it if you don't thank me, and put all the credit on the dead Pan Gu?

Forget it, I, Lin Sheng, have a good temper, so I won't argue with you.

Who made Pan Gu great god have immeasurable merit?
Afterwards, Fuxi and Nuwa also talked about some matters during the cultivation in the quasi-sage realm, and the two went their separate ways and returned to their own stable realm of retreat in the cave.

……

Immediately, tens of thousands of years passed by in the blink of an eye.

On the other side of the prehistoric land, the East Prince at this time also formally formed the Immortal Court and became the head of the male immortals in this prehistoric land.

Although he was treated indifferently by Sanqing, Nuwa and others in Zixiao Palace before, he lost face.

But after all, his title as the head of the male immortal is not groundless, but actually canonized by the ancestor Hongjun himself.

It may not be deterrent to top forces like Sanqing and Yaozu, but it is a great opportunity for some small sects.

Relying on the ability to integrate, Xianting was also formed with the support of many small sects and races.

Of course, although the East Prince who is obsessed with fame and fortune is ostensibly traveling around for the expansion of Xianting.

But behind the scenes, he is relying on his status as the head of the male immortal and the lord of the fairy court to coerce and lure many small forces to join the fairy court.

Otherwise, those who face them will be wanted by the entire fairy court.

"My lord Immortal King, that impolite man from the Demon Court is fighting with my Fairy Court for middle power."

"As a result, my fairy court has lost the addition of the Four-Eyed Wing Race."

Hearing this, the East Prince in the hall also slapped the bench suddenly, stood up angrily and roared angrily on the spot.

"No reason!"

"My East Prince was ordered by Patriarch Hongjun to manage the prehistoric world, so he is a good emperor!"

"Not only is he jealous of my East Prince's talent, but he also wants to interfere with the growth of my Immortal Court. You are a despicable plagiarist."

"Do you really think there is no one in my fairy garden?"

……

On the other side, there is the Demon Court formed by Emperor Jun and Donghuang.

At this time, the two are still discussing plans for the future development of the demon court, and are working hard to organize the power of the entire demon clan.

"Second brother, I don't think the Eastern Prince is anything to fear."

"Although this Immortal Court looks mighty and mighty, it's just a bunch of loose sand gathered by a group of people with evil intentions."

"I'm afraid we don't need to take action, and the fairy court will disintegrate from the inside on its own."

And this is just as Di Jun said, the demon court is not open to all races like the fairy court.

Today's demon courts are all formed by the gathering of all kinds of demon clan children.

But it is precisely because of the blood bond of the same demon clan that the organization and cohesion of the demon court far exceeds that of the fairy court.

The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Because of Duke Dong's great success, the positions within the Immortal Court are also extremely complicated, and all of them come for self-interest.

It would be nice not to stab you in the back, not to mention managing the prehistoric and stabilizing the balance of all races.

Although there has not been any serious conflict between the high-level officials of Xianting and Yaoting so far, there has never been any communication between them.

On the contrary, the subordinates of both forces mocked each other in private.

One scolded the other party for being wet and hatched with fur and horns, while the other criticized the other party for being a frog in a well who wanted to eat swan meat and wanted to go crazy.

All in all, neither side can understand what the other is doing.

The war between the Demon Court and the Immortal Court is just a matter of time.

After all, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, not to mention that the two tigers themselves are quite hostile.

Thinking of this, Donghuang also frowned and said.

"Having said that, we cannot let our guard down."

"Today's Duke Dong is our best example."