Prehistoric Luo Hu Asking the Way

　　 Luohu's spiritual thoughts were suppressed in Buzhou Mountain, and he could not observe the traces of Fuxi and Nuwa. If he calculates again, the result is still the same, the secret is hidden and cannot be known.

　　 But it is the same when Luo Hui wants to come to Hongjun Daozu, and it must be impossible to calculate the trace of Fuxi and Nuwa.

　　 "Whether the two Taoist friends come to Zhoushan should be an important matter. In that case, the poor Taoist will not bother them." Old Ancestor Yang Mei smiled lightly.

　　 Calculated from the talented Luo Hui and Hongjun Daozu secretly, he knew that there must be important things for these two people to come to Zhoushan.

　　 But the ancestor Yang Mei didn't have time to spend with them here. He has just entered the predicament and has no dojo of his own, so the first thing he does now is to find his dojo.

　　 "Friends, wait a minute." Dao Zu Hongjun stopped Yang Mei ancestor, and then walked in front of Yang Mei ancestor.

　　 "When I first met a fellow Daoist, I felt deeply connected. I don't know if the friend would be interested in going to Yujing Mountain." Hongjun Daozu said with a smile.

　　 The ancestor Yang Mei looked at Luo Hui subconsciously. Originally, the ancestor Yang Mei did not want to intervene in the battle between Luo Hui and Hongjun Dao ancestor, but seeing Luo Hui's indifferent expression, the ancestor Yang Mei changed his mind.

　　 "Okay, I want to appreciate the beauty of Yujing Mountain."

　　 Hongjun Taoist ancestor and Yang Mei ancestor walked together, leaving Buzhou Mountain, leaving Luohu alone on Buzhou Mountain.

　　 "This ancestor Yang Mei is a little arrogant, but if you don't unite, then what is the point of Hong Huang?"

　　 The smile on Luohuo's face is extremely magical. He used to worry that Hongjun Daozu had a helper, but now he doesn't think so.

　　 In this familiar prehistoric myth, Luo Hui actually felt a pity for Hongjun Daozu in his heart.

　　 Luo Hui knows everything about the prehistoric, and Hongjun Daozu is nothing more than calculating with good luck jade discs. Things are a step ahead of others, but he can't go ahead.

　　 With the help of ancestor Yang Mei, perhaps the power of Hongjun Dao ancestor will be better, this kind of prehistoric, only interesting.

　　 "Pan Dao likes the interesting prehistoric. If you lose directly, wouldn’t it be boring to be alone in the prehistoric."

　　 Luohu didn't really want to accept Fuxi and Nuwa as disciples. The reason why he came this time was because Nuwa would have a big role in the future, and he had to come, but since he didn't have a chance, Luohu didn't force it.

　　 Leaving Buzhou Mountain, Luo Hu flew to the south of the prehistoric land, where was the territory of the Feng clan, but as long as it was above the prehistoric land, Luo Hu could go anywhere.

　　 In Luo Hui's eyes, any place in the wild is his preaching place.

　　 Where the creatures are, there will be demons, and where there are demons, let Luohu be honored!

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　　 "Brother, here is surrounded by aura. Although it is not full of aura in the cave sky, it is also a good cave and blessed place. Why should we establish a dojo here?"

　　 I don’t know how many miles in Shanxi, a fairy mountain sits between the sky and the earth, about ten thousand meters high, surrounded by spiritual energy, especially on the top of the mountain, there is spiritual energy that has gathered into fog.

　　 There are countless creatures in the mountains, but at most they are only Xuanxian cultivation bases. Obviously, there is no power here.

　　 "According to my sister's words, I set up the dojo here, and from now on, this place will be the Double Holy Mountain." Fuxi looked at Nuwa with some doting.

　　 But how could the two of them know that just after they left, two great powers made a special trip for them.

　　 Luohu wanted to travel south, but when he was away from Buzhoushan Wanli, Luohu stopped, quickly turned around, and looked at a part of Buzhoushan.

　　 A ray of red light suddenly appeared. Although it was very dim, Luo Hui could still see clearly, but there was a sudden red light.

　　 Calculated, Luo Hui laughed loudly: "Time and luck, I never thought that this treasure would fall into the hands of Poor Dao."

　　 Soon, Luo Hui returned to Buzhou Mountain.

　　 At this time, Dao Zu Hongjun, who was heading to Yujing Mountain with Old Ancestor Yang Mei, frowned, as if he had some premonition.

　　 "What happened to Fellow Daoist?" Old Ancestor Yang Mei looked at Dao Zu Hongjun and asked.

　　 "I just feel that there is a fortune in my heart, as it is a happy event, and let the poor road count."

　　 After all, Hongjun Daozu sacrificed good fortune jade discs, and a series of runes manifested, damaging the whole body of Hongjun Daozu.

　　 A moment later, Hongjun Daozu's complexion changed drastically, as deep as water, as if someone had robbed something precious.

　　 The old ancestor Yang Mei saw Hongjun Daozu's face, and he knew that something must have happened, otherwise, Hongjun Daozu would not have such a face.

　　 "Nothing, nothing, friends please." Hongjun Dao Zuan resisted the anger in his heart and calmly said to the ancestor Yang Mei.

　　 "If you have anything to do with fellow Taoists, you can do your best. You and I are both cultivators, and the most important thing is time." Although the ancestor Yang Mei did not know what had happened, he still persuaded him.

　　 "If this is the case, I will discuss the Tao with fellow Taoists in the future, and the poor Tao will be one step ahead." Hongjun Daozu no longer said, Dang Yi turned around and flew back.

Seeing Hongjun Dao Zu hurried away, Yang Mei smirked slightly, then pinched to calculate ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ no results, and no calculation, but flew westward, he felt that there is a place in the west The land is predestined with him.

　　 "Although the Nuwa who was not accepted as a disciple this time, if you get the thing connected with Nuwa's luck, you can definitely accept the Nuwa as a disciple." Hongjun Daozu thought in his heart.

　　 "I just don't know if Na Luohu is still around or not. If he doesn't leave, it will be in trouble."

　　 Hongjun Daozu thought in his heart, and instantly accelerated.

　　 However, he has no friendship with the ancestor Yang Mei. If not, he can be taken to Buzhou Mountain by the ancestor Yang Mei. If you know the supernatural power of space, you can directly reach the Buzhou Mountain.

　　 Didn't you know that Luo Hui had already returned to Mount Buzhou at this time, looking at the place that exuded a pale red light, Luo Hui was happy.

　　 Qi luck is unthinkable, but I have to pay attention to it.

　　 Luo Hui has great luck in his body, and he is afraid that only Hongjun Daozu can be compared with him.

　　 Today is the early days of the great famine, innate spirit treasures are all gestating, some are about to be born, some will take some time, and those with deep luck can get these spirit treasures that are about to be born.

　　 Luo Hui drove the cloud to the place where the red light radiated, but it was a lotus flower. When he saw this lotus, Luo Hui's figure trembled and quickly calculated.

　　 The original joy, but disappeared in smoke, and there was a little helplessness in his eyes, and a little anger.

　　Because this lotus is a thing of right and wrong, it cannot be taken, once it is taken away, Luo Hui's magic way will be divided, and he does not want to divide the magic way.

　　 "Under the heaven, is it because of my great luck that I have to bear this responsibility?" Luo Hui felt helpless for the first time.

　　 But the rainbow light is not from the lotus flower. The lotus flower emits golden light. On top of the lotus flower, there is a red ball with nine small bells.