Prehistoric Luo Hu Asking the Way

Wang Shu looked at Luo Hu and was very puzzled. What kind of blissful place is there in the current prehistoric world for the two of them to set up a dojo?

They are not unknown people, one is the primordial Demon Ancestor, and the other is the Demon Ancestor's wife, True Monarch Taiyin!

They are the powers with the highest seniority in the prehistoric world, and they are also the most powerful existences!

If they found a nameless place, it might cause a lot of ridicule.

Therefore, if they want to set up a dojo, then this place must not only be an excellent cave, but also a famous place in the wild.

Otherwise, this would be a loss of prestige for them!

"Is there anything else in this prehistoric world that I don't know about?" Wang Shu looked at Luo Hu amusedly.

The mischievous look in his eyes made Luo Hu feel distracted!

"That's not true, what place in the whole Honghuang can escape your eyes, this place I'm talking about is the most famous place in the Honghuang, and it's also the best paradise in the Honghuang!" Luo Hu said slowly.

Wang Shu was stunned, and began to recall in his heart, what in this prehistoric place fit what Luo Hu said!

Wang Shu is the goddess with the highest seniority in the prehistoric world, and also the most intelligent goddess. With a little imagination, I can understand what Luo Hu is talking about.

"Mount Buzhou has fallen. Could it be that we set up a dojo on the fallen Mount Buzhou? This is probably not good for the luck of the Demon Dao!"

Wang Shu considered the luck of the Demon Dao. After all, if a fallen Buzhou Mountain becomes the Dojo of the Primordial Demon Ancestor, it will directly cause a loss in the luck of the Demon Dao!

What is the current situation?

Although Wang Shu has been in seclusion for so long, how can he hide the matter of Honghuang from her?

Xuanmen united with Buddhism, Taoism and all casual cultivators, and they are dealing with demons!

At this time, if the luck of Mo Dao is greatly lost, it will directly plunge Mo Dao into a place of eternal doom!

"Although that's the case, what if Buzhou Mountain can be restored?" Luo Hu looked at Wang Shu and said with a smile.

"Can Buzhou Mountain recover?" Wang Shu shook his head, Buzhou Mountain has already fallen, and recovery is not as simple as changing back to its original appearance with magical powers!

Wanting to restore Buzhou Mountain,

It is necessary to revive the power on Buzhou Mountain and reappear the aura belonging to Pangu!

"If you add this thing, can it be recovered?" Luo Hu stretched out his hand, and a large amount of Pan Gu's bone marrow appeared.

Seeing Pan Gu's bone marrow, Wang Shu understood where Luo Hu's confidence came from.

Buzhou Mountain was transformed by Pangu's spine, and if Buzhou Mountain fell, it was equivalent to a broken spine.

What passed was Pangu's bone marrow, but now Luohu has a large amount of Pangu's bone marrow, which can already restore Buzhou Mountain to its original state.

Of course, it would be best if it could attract Pangu's will.

"It is naturally the best to set up a Taoist temple in Buzhou Mountain, but is it equivalent to owe Pan Gu karma?" Wang Shu said.

Wang Shu didn't realize that Pan Gu had fallen, because she was able to cultivate to the present level, as if she had the help of Pan Gu.

So to set up a dojo in Buzhou Mountain, this needs to owe Pangu karma!

Luo Hu smiled and said, "If there is another descendant of Pangu, then there is no need to owe Pangu karma."

"The descendants of Pangu? You mean those ancestral witches?" Wang Shu asked suspiciously.

"Do you still remember Houtu?" Luo Hu said.

"Of course I remember that Houtu is also a kind woman, but hasn't she already left Honghuang?" Wang Shu said.

"Housu has returned, and his cultivation level has exceeded our imagination. If we want to establish a dojo in Buzhou Mountain, I am afraid that Houtu will also stay in Buzhou Mountain." Luo Hu said.

Wang Shu thought for a while, nodded and said, "Buzhou Mountain was transformed by Pangu, and the Houtu stayed in Buzhou Mountain, which is reasonable."

Seeing that Wang Shu agreed, Luo Hu was overjoyed.

"Well, but the specific recovery is not enough, we still need to discuss it with Houtu!"

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Shen Gongbao came to Ziyang Cave in Qingfeng Mountain, which is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, the ashram of Qingxu Moral True Monarch.

It's funny to say that after Guang Chengzi was suppressed by the Antarctic Demon Monarch, the Twelve Golden Immortals all returned to their dojo.

Even with the order of the master of the Taoist Palace, they still guard the mountain gate and never leave the mountain.

Shen Gongbao had just arrived here when he saw a young man holding Mo Xie's sword and practicing sword training!

After counting his fingers, he knew that this young man was Huang Tianhua, the son of Wucheng King Huang Feihu!

This person can also be regarded as the person who should be robbed of the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods, so he has already cultivated to the Golden Immortal of Da Luo after only ten years of learning art!

It's almost the same as Shen Gongbao's cultivation level!

"It's sad! I have practiced for more than ten years, but I still bear the pain of losing my father!"

Shen Gongbao walked slowly.

Huang Tianhua stopped practicing his sword, looked at Shen Gongbao, and looked around. It was just the two of them, it was obvious that Shen Gongbao was talking about him!

Immediately, Huang Tianhua let out a rage!

"You thief, why did you curse my father!"

"Hehe, curse? Your father is Wucheng King Huang Feihu?"

"That's right, my father is Wucheng King Huang Feihu!"

"Your father, Huang Feihu, led an army northward to attack Beibohou. Do you know that Beibohou has the support of Western Buddhism and Taoism. How can your father, an ordinary person, fight against immortals and Buddhas? Death in battle is only a matter of time."

Shen Gongbao said, shaking his head and sighing: "It's a pity that you have supernatural powers, but you don't know how to solve your father's problems!"

"What! You said my father has gone north!" Huang Tianhua turned pale with shock!

A few days ago, Huang Tianhua asked his master about Huang Feihu, but his master said that his father is still in Chaoge and there is no danger!

"Pimpedao is Shen Gongbao, a direct disciple of Yuan Tianzun, how could he lie to you!" Shen Gongbao pretended to be angry.

Huang Tianhua was startled, and quickly said: "So it's my uncle!"

Shen Gongbao asked knowingly, "You are?"

"Master Uncle, I am a disciple of Qingxu Daodezhenjun!" Huang Tianhua said anxiously: "Master Uncle, is the matter about my father true?"

"It turned out to be a disciple of senior brother. You go to Northern Xinjiang quickly. If you go early, you can save your father. If you are late, alas..." Shen Gongbao didn't finish his sentence.

But the low tone, which fell into Huang Tianhua's ears, was extremely anxious.

"Master uncle, please tell Master that Huang Tianhua has gone to northern Xinjiang to save his father!"

After Huang Tianhua finished speaking, he turned into a ray of light and flew towards the northern border!

Shen Gongbao didn't go directly into Ziyang Cave, but waited for a day, and then his face became flustered.

Straight into Ziyang Cave.

"Brother, something is wrong!" Shen Gongbao's eager voice came into the cave.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun woke up from his cultivation, and when he saw Shen Gongbao coming in, he was puzzled for a while!

Although they are from the same sect, there is not much intersection!

"Junior Brother Shen Gongbao? Where did you come from?"

Qing Xu Moral True Monarch asked.

"Brother, it's bad, Huang Tianhua is your disciple?" Shen Gongbao asked urgently!