Somewhere in the prehistoric times, among heavy white clouds, Chen Xuanji sat leisurely on the back of Kui Niu.

Kui Niu soared into the clouds with one foot, traveling very fast, leaving a long white mark in the sky wherever it passed.

"Brother, I heard that the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea is the richest. We are coming to the East China Sea. Should the Dragon Clan come out to welcome us?"

It’s been a month since I descended from Kunlun Mountain, and Kui Niu is still obsessed with the rare and precious medicines from the East China Sea.

Chen Xuanji said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, you are the mount of Lingbao Great Heavenly Lord. When you arrive in the East China Sea, there will definitely be dragons to greet you."

"Of course, when the time comes, Donghai will have to be beaten severely."

Kui Niu became even more proud. Above one foot, clouds and mist surged and disappeared in a flash.

Kunlun Mountain is far away from the East China Sea. Even if Kui Niu, who is at the peak of Jinxian, goes all out, it will take two or three years.

Of course, if Chen Xuanji cultivates to perfection in the golden light of the earth and comprehends the laws of space, he can cross the horizon in just one thought.

At that time, when traveling in ancient times, there is no need to worry about distance.

On this day, Kui Niu was flying in the sky, while Chen Xuanji stopped practicing and sat on the back of the cow to watch the beautiful scenery of the ancient times.

At this time, the prehistoric era was vast and vast, far beyond the four major continents that were shattered after the Great Catastrophe of Conferring Gods.

The fairy mountains are undulating, located on the vast land, stretching for dozens of millions of miles.

Strange peaks tower into the sky, and there are fertile and flat plains that stretch for countless miles, making it difficult to see clearly.

There are also surging rivers that nurture all living things and exude vitality.

Above the fairy mountains, there are misty clouds. When illuminated by the scorching sun, a dense mist is produced, exuding a faint fragrance.

There are also pines and cypresses overlapping green, cranes singing, exotic flowers and plants, rare and rare animals, and countless more. It is so beautiful to practice leisurely on the fairy mountain.

The beautiful scenery along the way opened Chen Xuanji's horizons.

After looking at it for a long time, Chen Xuanji withdrew his gaze and was about to urge Kui Niu to walk faster.

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed before his eyes. Chen Xuanji took a closer look and found that it was an old man.

The old man was dressed in a red robe, with an unattractive appearance but a very kind face. He was lying on a bright red gourd several feet in size.

I am also holding a mini version of a small wine gourd in my hand, and I am walking forward leisurely.

From time to time, I would take a sip of wine and make a very comfortable moan.

Chen Xuanji looked at the old man in red robe and didn't take it seriously at first, but the next moment, his face was shocked.

The mysterious Tao Yun that flowed out of the red-robed old man's body inadvertently was exactly the same as that of his uncle, master, and Donghuang Taiyi.

In other words, the unattractive old man in red robe in front of me is a quasi-sage.

Quasi-sage, even if we look at today's prehistoric times, he is a person with great supernatural powers and is respected by countless monks.

Chen Xuanji immediately began to think in his mind, "Red gourd, red robe, kind face... Could the person in front of him be Hongyun, who is known as the good old man in the ancient times?"

Speaking of Hongyun, Chen Xuanji knows it all too well.

He is a well-known good old man in ancient times, and he is a good friend with Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal.

He was also one of the three thousand listeners in Zixiao Palace in the past. At that time, Taoist ancestor preached in Zixiao Palace and set up six futon holy seats, which were occupied by Sanqing, Nuwa, Hongyun and Kunpeng.
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Later, the Taoist priest Zhunti from the West brought the Taoist to the futon and cried to Hongyun about the misfortune.

Hongyun felt soft-hearted for a moment, and despite Zhen Yuanzi's dissuasion, she actually gave up the futon.

After Xiang led the Taoist to sit on the futon, he and his junior brother threatened Kunpeng who was standing beside him.

Kunpeng was alone, so how could he be Zhunti's opponent? Although he was furious, he had no choice but to give way.

Kunpeng was not the opponent of Zhunti and Qingyin, but he had a grudge against Hongyun.

Later, after Hongyun entered the heaven, he continued to chase Hongyun.

In the end, Hong Yun, a good old man from ancient times, died, leaving only a trace of his soul, and he was reincarnated as Yun Zhongzi, who explained the teachings in later generations.

At this time, Hong Yun seemed to have noticed Chen Xuanji's pity and strange look, and couldn't help but sit on the red gourd and step forward.

"This fellow Taoist has encountered some difficulties. Why don't you tell me and listen? Maybe I can help."

When Chen Xuanji heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. This Hongyun is really a good person, and he will help anyone he sees.

Little did they know that in this ancient world, with cruel rules, the weak eating the strong, and a compassionate heart, how could we go far?

Immediately, Chen Xuanji couldn't help but make a gesture.

"Thank you, Uncle Hongyun, for your concern. My nephew is fine. He was just thinking about something."

"Hongyun...Uncle Master?"

Hongyun was stunned, "How do you know that I am Hongyun, and what about that uncle...?"

Chen Xuanji explained, "My master, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, was with you in the Zixiao Palace listening to the Taoist sermons, so my nephew called you uncle."

As he spoke, waves of Xuanmen's authentic magical power flowed from Chen Xuanji's body.

Hongyun looked at the pure mana, and was surprised and happy all of a sudden.

"Ah? It turns out he is a disciple of Senior Brother Shangqing, but I didn't recognize him at first."

"I still remember the days when Zixiao Palace and Senior Brother Sanqing attended the lectures. Time was like running water. I didn't expect that such a long time would pass in the blink of an eye. Even Senior Brother Tongtian had accepted his disciples. I wonder if Senior Brother Sanqing is still safe on Kunlun Mountain.

Good?"

Hongyun said with emotion and nostalgia.

"Master uncle, second master uncle, the master is very well."

Chen Xuanji smiled slightly and asked again, "I wonder where Uncle Master is going. If we are going the same way, we can go together."

Hongyun said quickly, "I originally practiced at Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain. I was invited by Hou Tuzu Witch, one of the twelve ancestral witches, to go to the sea of ​​blood to capture the evil spirits together and earn some merits by the way. What, Master?

Nephew, are you going to the Sea of ​​Blood too?"

"Capture evil spirits and earn merit?"

Chen Xuanji's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Uncle Hongyun, I once had some friendship with Hou Tuzu Shaman. I don't know how to earn merit..."

The smile on Hongyun's face became even stronger, "It turns out, nephew, you also know Hou Tu Ancestral Witch. Hou Tu Ancestral Witch is a kind person. Although he is an ancestral witch, he has good friendship with all the people of the prehistoric times...

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Hong Yunluo talked about the skill of burning incense, and then returned to the topic.

"My nephew, after the death of some monks in the ancient world, their souls were immortal. However, they were disturbed by the evil energy of heaven and earth, and they gradually became demons and became evil spirits. They loved killing the most, and they carried countless karma on their bodies. They gathered at the edge of the sea of ​​blood.

Among."

"Your uncle Houtu and I will go to the edge of the Blood Sea every thousand years to capture those evil spirits, and then let Houtu go to Buzhou Mountain to burn them and destroy them. We will get rid of the evil spirits so that the prehistoric karma will no longer increase.

In the dark, you will naturally gain some merit and luck."

Hongyun explained honestly without any concealment, or in other words, Hongyun didn't know how to hide it.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, why didn't I think of it? Capturing evil spirits, eliminating karma, and gaining merit... is the most suitable thing for me."

Chen Xuanji was very surprised and asked quickly, "Uncle Hongyun, my nephew has just arrived at Kunlun Mountain, and I don't know where to go to the ancient world to practice. Uncle, can you bring your nephew with you on this trip and let your nephew see you?"

See the world?"

Hongyun laughed and said, "I find it boring to be alone. If my nephew is willing to come together, that would be great."

When he heard that the East China Sea he was going to turned into a sea of ​​blood, Kui Niu suddenly became unwilling, "Elder brother, how could you go back on your word? Didn't you say you were going to the East..."

Before Kui Niu could finish speaking, Chen Xuanji slapped the cow on the head.

"Brother, I haven't finished speaking yet. Why are you interrupting? Have you forgotten the agreement we made before we went down to Kunlun Mountain?"
Chapter completed!