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Wow!

The head of Tianzong: Chisongzi, the head of Renzong: Xiaoyaozi, and several elders from the sect gathered at Guanmiaotai, but none of them had the desire to fight, let alone bicker. All eyes were focused on an old Taoist standing in the center of Guanmiaotai, who had white hair, a youthful face, a thin figure, and an indifferent temperament.

The Taoist priest, dressed in gray and white Taoist robe, seemed to be about the same age as Chisongzi, Xiaoyaozi and others, but the look in every Taoist priest's eyes when they looked at him was filled with respect from the bottom of their hearts.

Because, this Taoist is Bei Mingzi!
Bei Mingzi, the Grand Elder of Tianzong, is over a hundred years old, has a high status, and is a top figure in terms of cultivation and seniority. It is no exaggeration to say that Bei Mingzi may not be the best master in the world, but no one would object to adding the five words "strong contender" after the title of "the best master in the world".

The Taoist sect's peace was disturbed by Tianxuan's copy of "Honghuang". Bei Mingzi was holding a copy of "Honghuang" in his hand.

Guanmiaotai is located at the top of Mount Zhongnan. The mountain wind is strong, rolling the pages of the book in Bei Mingzi's hand, making a series of noises.

"What a great book!" Bei Mingzi spoke in a melodious voice amid the crisp sound of the pages. "It's quite ambitious. It actually wants to construct a complete mythology system. Moreover, it is a mythology system based on Taoism! What surprises me most is that the author of this storybook is a child who is less than ten years old."

"Uncle Master."

Before Bei Mingzi finished speaking, the leader of the Renzong sect, Xiaoyaozi, who had three thousand white hair and a chic temperament, spoke among the Taoist high-ranking officials who had gathered here because of "Honghuang".

"Although this boy is young, his talent and wisdom should not be underestimated based on this book. Unfortunately, he is still young and needs guidance. If this boy does good, it will be a blessing for the people; if he does evil, I am afraid..." Having said this, Xiaoyaozi stopped talking, but the fear on his face was enough to tell Chisongzi and others what he had not finished saying.

Chisongzi nodded in agreement: "Master, Junior Brother Xiaoyaozi is absolutely right. I volunteer to go down the mountain and bring this child back!"

"Brother Chisongzi," Xiaoyaozi said before Chisongzi finished speaking, "I won't bother you with such a small matter. Let me go!"

"No," Chisongzi said with a wry smile, "Junior Brother Xiaoyaozi, talents like this must be trained in the best way possible."

Xiaoyaozi replied, "The Tian Sect advocates leaving the world, while our Ren Sect advocates entering the world. Now that we are entering the world of mortals, it is natural that our Ren Sect must take action!"

……

Chisongzi and Xiaoyaozi seemed to be brothers, but their words were actually full of sarcasm. Chisongzi mocked Xiaoyaozi for being defeated by him, and Xiaoyaozi said that since Tianzong did not like the secular world, then they should let Renzong take over! The focus of their argument was who would take on Tianxuan, the young genius who wrote the book "Honghuang", as their sect.

Although no one in the Taoist sect had seen Tianxuan, Taoist masters such as Chisongzi and Xiaoyaozi had seen Tianxuan and were sure that he had good talent. If he could complete "Honghuang", it would surely make Taoism more famous and even become the orthodoxy among all schools of thought. Therefore, no one wanted to miss him.

"You two, stop arguing."

Bei Mingzi was an old and experienced man, so how could he not see what Bei Mingzi, his disciple, and Xiaoyaozi, his nephew, were up to? Seeing that the two men's verbal battles gradually turned into swordplay, and that they were about to fight on the Guanmiao Terrace, bringing forward the once-in-five-year debate between heaven and man, he frowned in displeasure and shouted.

Bei Mingzi's clear shout condensed his unrivaled cultivation that was unrivaled among hundreds of other schools. It was like an epiphany to the Taoist leaders who were eager to give it a try. They regained control of the situation, and a look of shame appeared on everyone's face. The tense atmosphere was dispelled.

"Chisong, Xiaoyao," Bei Mingzi said solemnly after stopping a conflict that was about to break out. "You two should follow me down the mountain." As he spoke, Bei Mingzi's face showed a strong interest. "I want to see with my own eyes the young genius who could write this ancient book!"

"I will obey my master's orders."

"Yes, uncle-master." Xiaoyaozi and Chisongzi were both stunned when they noticed that Bei Mingzi seemed to want to accept a disciple again after forty years.

…………

Xianyang City.

"It is said that the evil corpse Luohou, which was killed by the great god Pangu, provoked a war between the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn behind the scenes. The shocking war touched the avenue. The vast and boundless primitive land was covered by an endless blood rain that reached from the heavens to the underworld. In every drop of blood, there was a wronged soul."

"The souls of the three tribes who died in the war roamed the vast land. The three tribes were all defeated. At this time, Luohou finally appeared at the foot of Mount Xumi in the west of the vast land and set up a terrifying formation - the Immortal Execution Sword Formation.

Luohou appeared, absorbing the endless evil spirits generated by the war, and transformed it into something that did not belong to the prehistoric world - demonic energy. With endless demonic energy covering his body, Luohou's cultivation continued to improve, and he was about to break through the shackles and become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. A deafening laugh came from Luohou's mouth.

'Hahahaha! Today, the path of evil is born, and I, Luohou, am the ancestor of evil. In the vast land, evil will be the orthodoxy, and I am the only demon lord!'

With wild laughter, waves of dark demonic energy emanated from Luohou's body, and penetrated into the bodies of some masters of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin tribes like living creatures. In an instant, dozens of prehistoric masters were demonized by Luohou and became demon generals and commanders under the command of this demon ancestor. Then, endless demonic energy seemed to sweep across the prehistoric world, demonizing all the creatures in the prehistoric world.

"Rahu, don't be so presumptuous!"

Just when Luo Hou, who called himself the Demon Ancestor, was about to fulfill his arrogant ambition to be the only Demon Lord, a majestic voice came from the east of the prehistoric world. Along with the voice, a purple-robed Taoist priest who was both old and young and entangled in the Three Thousand Great Daos appeared. The Taoist priest's feet landed in the sky, and blue lotuses bloomed under his feet. Wherever he touched, the demonic energy that wanted to wreak havoc on the prehistoric world was converted.

"Under the Great Dao, the Heavenly Dao should formulate the rules on behalf of the Great Dao. Your evil ways, don't even think about harming all living beings!"

As he spoke, a slightly damaged jade disc appeared above the purple-robed Taoist's head. It was the third Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Creation Jade Disc, which was as famous as the Creation Green Lotus and the Axe of Creation. The Creation Jade Disc, although a Chaos Supreme Treasure, was a treasure that carried the great Dao of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, including the Great God Pangu.

Therefore, when Pangu created the world, the Jade Disc of Creation had not yet appeared. Moreover, the battle between Pangu and the 2,999 Chaos Demon Gods was too brutal, which inevitably caused some of the Three Thousand Great Daos to be erased. This Jade Disc of Creation, which was only created after Pangu's death, was also somewhat damaged.

"Hongjun!"

Luo Hou, who had set up the Immortal Execution Sword Formation with the killing intent between heaven and earth, was instantly attracted to the purple-robed Taoist after he appeared. Although this was their first meeting in the true sense, Luo Hou was very familiar with this "brother" in front of him, and even the other half of himself, and slowly uttered this name. "

Snapped!
In the Bashu Tower, when Tianxuan said this, he suddenly slammed the gavel in front of him, making a crisp sound.

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