Chapter 372 Debate in Zixiao Palace

The purple gas opens the road, the green lotus pave the ground, the auspicious clouds surround each other, and the auspicious air follows each other. There are colorful glows on the body and the Xuanwei original master who is accompanied by infinite beliefs. After stepping into the Zixiao Palace, the holy place of Honghuang Immortal Road, he looked at this scene that has never changed, and felt the ancient and outside the eternal heavenly artistic conception inside and outside the Zixiao Palace, and couldn't help whisper. Sigh: "Compared with the great changes in the flood and famine, this Zixiao Palace has never changed. It really makes people feel like the vicissitudes of life!"

After Xuanwei's original expression of emotion on this ancient Zixiao Palace, he saw an expressionless old man suddenly appeared beside Xuanwei and said to Xuanwei in an emotionless tone, "The state of Taoist friends is chaotic. You should know that time is the most worthless thing for us, which can turn the sea into a sea in the eyes of sentient beings. Sangtian's time is just in the blink of an eye. Why do Taoist friends have to sigh like this?

Xuanwei did not speak, but turned his head to look at the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, who suddenly appeared, and used his colorful glowing eyes to fight against the simple and unpretentious eyes of the Taoist ancestor. In the center of Xuanwei and Hongjun's eyes, because of the collision of the two people, small spaces were quietly derived. Although these spaces are small, under the collision of the two popular forces, they absorb countless incomplete laws and evolve little by little, becoming a small world with stars, mountains and rivers, and all creatures, showing the terrible strength of the two people to create Xiaoqian just by handing over their eyes.

When all the small worlds were derived, Daozu Hongjun and Xuanwei coincidentally closed their eyes and stopped the continued confrontation. Let those small worlds, under the guidance of natural operation, integrate into the dimensional void under the flood and famine, and add the background to the lower subordinate world of the flood and the five elements world.

After opening his eyes and looking at the return of those small worlds, Xuanwei sighed in his heart: After all, it's a little worse!

From the brief confrontation just now, Xuanwei clearly knows that although he has made great progress over the years, it is no less than Hongjun, who was about to be in the past, there is still a big gap between Xuanwei and the strong man who has entered the Tao for hundreds of millions of years. After all, in the short confrontation just now, Xuanwei was the first to launch the attack. Logically, Xuanwei has a great advantage. However, under such an advantage, Xuanwei's attack on Hongjun's body through his sight was stopped by Hongjun in a rather relaxed posture, allowing Xuanwei to understand the gap in strength between the two.

Then Xuanwei has the power to manipulate those small spaces and absorb the incomplete laws, so that the power of the two of them converges, resulting in a small world that has been accelerated and improved. He competed with Hongjun for the ownership of the law of operation in these small worlds, and it was also under such an advantage that Hongjun occupied 50% of the ownership of these small worlds with an undisputed attitude, making Xuanwei completely know the gap between himself and Hongjun.

This is a big or small gap. It's not wrong to say that this gap is big. After all, this gap is enough to judge the strength of the two people and decide whether to win or lose in a life-and-death war. It is not wrong to say that this gap is small. After all, this gap cannot determine who will survive in the life-and-death war between the two. Therefore, Xuanwei, who knows the root of it, is a little relieved and dispels most of his fear of Hongjun.

It is also because of the fear in his heart that Xuanwei said to Hongjun in a slightly melancholy and joking tone, "Look at the breath of heaven on your body, think that the fusion of Honghuang Tiandao and you has reached that warning line! However, only in this way can you tell that you don't care about me entering the flood. Some even doubt whether you intend to lead me back to the wilderness and want me to suppress the wilderness instead of you and give you a chance to attack that realm•••”

"Do you think I arranged those things?" Daozu Hongjun said something that Xuanwei had never said in a plain tone, but did not directly answer Xuanwei's questions. Instead, he asked him, "Xuanwei's Taoist friends, do you think I can calculate to this extent? In other words, do you think Xuanwei's Taoist friends can affect you?

"That's not right." While expressing disapproval, Xuanwei raised his eyebrows and said, "Although your strength can affect my thoughts is the limit. It is impossible for me to make me decide to do something, but there is still no problem if you want to affect my incarnation of Qingxuan Taoist. So, you just need to play a chess game, make bait, and ask you to enter the urn. I don't know if I'm right?

Hongjun Daozu couldn't help falling into silence when he heard the words!

Xuanwei looked at Hongjun's change, that is, after a moment of meditation, he turned his palm, evolved into a colorful green lotus in the palm of his hand, and said to Hongjun, "Taozu, how about this flower of poverty? Can it carry the heavens and all living beings, hold the long river of fate, and support hundreds of millions of causes and effects?

At the moment Xuanwei's words finished speaking, he saw the green lotus in his palm fall into a blue light and purple gas, absorbing hundreds of millions of colorful clouds, and growing up in an instant. After this green lotus grew up, it evolved into the lotus petals representing the small thousand world, the blessed earth, the green lotus leaves representing the three worlds of heaven and earth, and the purple lotus flower representing the Xuanmen fairyland. Among them, hundreds of millions of lotus petals are stacked. I don't know how many lotus petals are withered all the time, keeping the lotus flowers gorgeous; and the three pieces carry the lotus leaves of the underworld, the nine sky, and the world of the red dust human world. In order to worship hundreds of millions of holes in the sky and the lotus fairyland, thousands of immortals are free and wantonly and absorb the inspiration of heaven and earth. The state of increasing exhaustion makes the world extremely unbalanced.

When Hongjun Daozu saw this scene, he said as if he had lost: "Although this flower is wonderful, it can carry all worlds and all sentient beings, but because of its head-heavy feet, it provides for the defect of supporting one side with all things, making it unable to bear too many causes and consequences. Sooner or later it will fall." After saying that, he pointed out a golden light and injected it into it, evolving hundreds of millions of causes and consequences, making the lotus leaves decay, the lotus petals wither, the lotus awning withered, and falling into silence and death.

Xuan slightly smiled and said that he would deal with the aftermath, and then stretched out his hand to evolve the mystery in his palm, scattered into the blue light and purple gas. In this purple-blue situation, he derived the heavens and all worlds and all sentient beings. The three worlds derived are still the three worlds just now, and the sentient beings are still the sentient beings. The only change that holds the fairy world is no longer the green lotus, but the treasure tree. It is only in the purple and green realm, there are five treasure trees, which are white, black, red and yellow respectively, just like five divine pillars supporting the heaven and earth, holding the purple and green fairyland for 33 days away, implementing incompetence, absorbing the endless beliefs of the heavens and the world, and the infinite luck to ensure that the immortals in the hundreds of millions of void will not be affected. All sentient beings in the three worlds can operate normally, so that there will be no problems in the three worlds.

Xuanwei smiled at Hongjun and asked, "Daozu thinks that Qinglian is unique, so how about these five trees?"

"What a five-way pillar, a good way of rotation of five virtues. If the five trees flourish together, although prosperous, they cannot live for a long time; only five trees rotate between withered and one glory, absorbing three trees to worship and become the momentum of heaven, which is the right way." After sighing at the central yellow wood, which gradually surpassed the other four trees, Hongjun Daozu smiled and said, "It's just that although this road is good, it belongs to you, not my way. How can it be confused? In the future, you and I will erode each other and attack each other, breaking the three worlds and the five trees wither! It's better to set a fate early!"

After saying that, Daozu Hongjun waved his sleeves and stroked the breeze, making the branches and leaves of the five treasures wither and lose their vitality. They will turn into ashes in a moment.

"As the saying goes, if the strong don't bully the weak, how can the widows bully the public? How can the Taoist system of one Taoist friend overw the 49 Taoist system? Xuanwei looked at Hongjun's desire to destroy the five trees, and it was in a smile that he attracted the five-way air machine and forty-eight spirituals, which were injected into the five-way treasure trees, so that the treasure tree could be revived in silence and resist the wind of annihilation under Hongjun.

Daozu Hongjun's face changed slightly and said, "I thought that Taoist friends wanted to mess me up with my own way, but now it seems that Taoist friends think too much!"

"That's natural. Since the poor Tao promised Zhulong to help him take care of his descendants, it is necessary to compete with the Taoist ancestors..." Xuanwei said, taking out the measuring ruler and saying to Hongjun, "Therefore, Daozu has offended!"

As soon as the ruler moved, the purple gas followed, and the colorful aperture was disillusioned, and he went to the bondage of Daozu Hongjun!

When Hongjun Daozu saw this, he smiled and said, "Besides, I have joined the way of heaven. This body is heaven and earth, that is, I am separated from the way of heaven. How can you get close to me?" But it's just a reckless achievement!" After saying that, he did not dodge and let the purple air brush through, and the colorful aperture fell.

"What a dreamy and realistic method. Taoist ancestors' cultivation in this law is far better than that of South China!" Xuanwei looked at those purple apertures like light and shadow. After sighing, he shouted angrily, "It's just that you have the art of reality, and I also have the method of life and death. Let's see who is more powerful!"

After saying that, Xuanwei's body was full of colorful clouds, attracting infinite beliefs to erode the Zixiao Palace, disrupting the virtual and real boundaries evolved by Taoist ancestors, and forcing Hongjun out of the illusion. Hongjun appeared and had not yet stood still. Xuanwei took the opportunity to wave the treasure ruler and hit Hongjun's body. Seeing this, Hongjun also called out a bamboo stick to answer.

"Zixiao Palace is a holy place of Xuanmen immortality. How can it be eroded by other people's beliefs? It is better for Taoist friends to take back the power of these beliefs!" After Hongjun stopped Xuanwei's attack with a bamboo stick, he casually lowered a Zixiao Xuanqingqi, protected the Zixiao Palace, and forced out the power of faith eroded into the Zixiao Palace, turning into a trace of black gas wrapped around Xuanwei's body, making the corners of Xuanwei's mouth appear bright red and his body shocked.

Xuan Wei, who had bleeding from the corners of his mouth, turned to Hongjun for a moment and turned into a streamer to go outside the Zixiao Palace, leaving a sentence: "Since Zixiao Palace is the holy place of Xuanmen immortality, it is not suitable for us to fight with each other. The poor Taoist is outside the Zixiao Palace, waiting for the Taoist ancestors to drive..."