Chapter 252 Yuanshi, what do you want to do?

During the inspection just now, he discovered that the aura of Haotian Yaochi was exactly the same as that of Yuan Shi, Lao Tzu, and Zu Long.

Although Haotian Yaochi modified the Hunyuan Free Wuji Kung Fu, Tongtian still felt a familiar aura on them.

"Are they from Zixiao Palace?"

"But why did the disciples from Zixiao Palace come to join the Jie Jiao?"

"Did they identify Zixiao Palace and sneak out?"

Although Tongtian had this guess, he did not expose it.

Because, Haotian, one of Yaochi's heels was formed from the Chaos Crystal Stone, and the other was formed from the Chaos Spirit Flower.

It should be an innate divine heel, but it was knocked down abruptly and became an innate god.

Although one is sacred and the other is a god, the gap is huge.

A person with the hope of enlightenment, a Hunyuan Golden Immortal in the early stage, is already at the peak.

Could it be that they were plotting against Hongjun?

Thinking of the fact that the three of them and the twelve ancestral witches were secretly plotted by Hongjun, Tongtian felt that he was right.

Hongjun is really an out-and-out yinbi!

Tongtian felt that he needed to tell the truth to Haotian and Yaochi.

So, he opened the door of Zixiao Palace.

This time, Haotian Yaochi was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down to thank him.

And Zhao Gongming was already stunned.

what's the situation?

Master, what's going on?

Are innate gods so popular?

However, it is just entering the Zixiao Palace, and there is no special care or teaching.

Zhao Gongming said goodbye and left.

As for Haotian Yaochi in Biyou Palace, he couldn't even mention the joy in his heart, and his body even trembled a little.

The two of them have been practicing in Zixiao Palace for many years, but their cultivation has never improved, and they have always been stuck in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

But after practicing the Hunyuan Free Wuji Kung Fu, he became a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, which made Erxiao extremely happy.

But now I heard that what they were practicing was just the ordinary version of Hunyuan Zai Wuji Gong, and I was horrified.

The ordinary version of Hunyuan Free Wuji Kung is so powerful, so how powerful is the collector's version?

"You two sit cross-legged, relax your mind, and I will teach you the Dharma!"

Tongtian said expressionlessly.

"Thank you Master for the gift!"

Haotian, Yaochi did not doubt that he was there, so he sat down as he was told and relaxed his mind.

The Divine Sense of Heaven invaded it and began to rummage through it.

After this search, I was suddenly shocked, and my heart couldn't help but shine.

"It turns out that they are Hongjun's Taoist boys. The reason why they went to the Great Desolate World is because they have been suppressed for a long time and their cultivation level has been difficult to improve. Then, they secretly practiced the Hunyuan Free Wuji Kung Fu, and then they were promoted to the level of cultivation. This is why Looking for shelter!"

After understanding this message, Tongtian's eyes narrowed.

He seemed to see from Haotian Yaochi the fate of the Honggou people who rebelled against their relatives.

Tongtian was in a good mood, and directly planted the new cultivation method of Hunyuan Zizi Wuji Gong, and even his understanding of it.

Although it can't make up for the second child's weakness, it can greatly improve their cultivation.

"its not right!"

Suddenly, a sigh from Tongtian brought Haotian and Yaochi back to reality.

The two felt strange, and Haotian couldn't help but ask.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"You two shouldn't be like this. You shouldn't be innate gods, but innate gods?"

boom!

Tongtian's words immediately shocked Haotian and Yaochi.

Although innate sacred and innate god are different in words, the meanings they represent are completely different. In fact, one is in the sky and the other is in the earth.

Not the same thing!

And they should be innately divine, not innate gods. Why?

"Could it be?"

The two of them thought of a certain possibility, and their eyes were split with tears, and they were filled with hatred!

"What, what did you think of?"

"To be honest, the two of us are Taoist boys of Saint Hongjun, because..."

Haotian Yaochi has already thought that Hongjun must have defeated them.

Because, thousands of years ago, their lives were spent in Zixiao Palace and they never left Zixiao Palace.

They were also enlightened by saints. It can be said that everything was given by saints.

Therefore, even if his heels were knocked off, it was Saint Hongjun who did it.

Haotian and Yaochi felt desolate in their hearts when they thought that the two of them had been knocked down by Saint Hongjun.

"It seems that it can't be wrong. With Saint Hongjun's way of doing things, it can't be wrong. After all, we and the Twelve Ancestral Witches have all plotted against you, not to mention you!"

"However, this is an irreversible matter. If you want to regain your former heel and legs, just practice hard, and then travel around the wilderness to look for opportunities. After all, your heel and legs can be made up for."

Haotian and Yaochi can only agree.

But I already hate Hongjun in my heart, and even hate him so much that they are irreconcilable!

He can even kill the people around him, let alone others. He really knows people but not their hearts!

At this moment, Haotian and Yaochi seemed to have grown up all of a sudden.

Hongjun didn't know that Jiejiao had taken over Haotian Yaochi, because he was currently hiding in an independent space, sparing no effort to refine the ancient Taoist fruit.

The prehistoric world is still under the control of heaven, lush and vast.

In a certain fairy mountain, there is a gathering place for the spirit race.

At this moment, it was filled with blood and it was too miserable to look at.

The entire tribe, more than 10,000 people, were wiped out, and the atonement culprit was swallowing the last person in his belly.

The long-eared rabbit turned around, wiped his bloody mouth, and showed a cruel smile.

"Master said that he wanted to provoke a war between Jie Jiao and Chan Jiao, and that he would destroy Jie Jiao's luck. Is it not too much for me to do this?'

As soon as he released his breath, the long-eared rabbit's cultivation was impressively among the Hunyuan Golden Immortals!

"Asshole, who killed my tribe?"

Chan taught Chi Jingjing, who was practicing in seclusion, to rush out of the dojo and roared with righteous indignation.

He counted with his fingers and found out that it was Jie Jiao who had done it, and he became even more angry!

"Jie Jiao, my red sperm is at odds with you!"

At the same time, in a certain canyon.

A giant ape covered in golden light was destroying an immortal clan belonging to the Fire Cloud Palace under the giant monkey's palm.

"Master died at the hands of their ancient Taoist temple, I want to get the interest back bit by bit!"

The six-eared macaque roared angrily.

the other side.

The leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, Guangchengzi was beheading a disciple of the Jie Sect under the Lingbao!

He glanced cruelly at the Jie Jiao disciples who had been chopped into pieces by him, and his eyes released a fanatical light.

"Master's last wish is to provoke hatred between the two sects of Chanjiao. I will do what Master wishes. I want to be at war in this prehistoric moment.

Fire is flying! "

"Asshole, who is killing my disciples?"

In anger, the Tongtian Cult Leader immediately understood the whole story after a little deduction.

"Explanation of teachings? Yuanshi!"

"I want to see what you want to do?"