"Let me answer this question for him!" A clear and smiling voice sounded, and I saw an old man in a green robe and green eyebrows floating away, landing beside Li Xiaofeng, looking at Hongjun with a smile on his face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost at the same time, with an invisible mystical space fluctuation spreading, all the quasi-saint powers in the flood desolation, such as the Styx, Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi, Ginkgo Fairy, Rulai, Jade Emperor, Queen Mother of the West, Yunxiao, and Duobao, all appeared in an instant in the chaotic turbulence not far away.

They appeared suddenly, all of them still had a look of surprise on their faces, as if they didn't react in panic.

"Nuwa Niangniang, Zhun Ti Saint, Pick up Saint, They're here..." Everyone noticed that Nuwa and the other three saints were trembling, their expressions were distorted, and they looked extremely painful, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

He glanced at Li Xiaofeng, the green-robed old man, slightly, and couldn't help but flash an inexplicable color in his eyes. This green-robed old man is Yang Mei Ancestor, and he is also another guy in the wilderness besides Hongjun, who makes Li Xiaofeng unable to see through.

"Yang Mei, it's really you!" Hongjun couldn't help but say coldly when he saw Yang Mei Ancestor.

Yang Mei Ancestor looked at Hongjun with a smile: "Dao Ancestor? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! It's just a puppet, it's just a poor worm. Hongjun, are you still you?"

"Hongjun is still Hongjun, but Yang Mei is no longer Yang Mei," Hongjun said noncommittally indifferently.

Yang Mei Ancestor shook his head and smiled: "No, Yang Mei is still Yang Mei, it always has been." ”

"Now, Hongjun, it's time for these confused little guys in the wilderness to wake up," Yang Mei Ancestor smiled and said, "If you have no opinion, then I'll help you explain it to them."

Seeing Hongjun's indifferent silence, Yang Mei Ancestor turned to look at the people who were still confused, and couldn't help but say aloud: "Wait a minute, you all wanted to get Hongmeng Purple Qi before, right? That's right, Hongmeng Purple Qi is indeed the foundation of sanctification." Do you know where this Hongmeng purple qi came from?"

"Teacher, wasn't Hongmeng Purple Qi born in the wilderness when the world was opened?" Styx Ancestor couldn't help but ask.

Teacher, Styx Ancestor's name to Yang Mei Ancestor made most of the quasi-saints look surprised. In the midst of the desolation, there are really few people who know the relationship between the Styx Ancestor and the Yang Mei Ancestor.

"Hongjun said so, do you believe it?" Yang Mei Ancestor sneered: "This Hongmeng purple qi is a trace of the power of the origin of the world, and it is condensed by a trace of the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao. Relying on it, as long as the qualifications are not too poor, and they can reach the quasi-sainthood of the three corpses, they can become holy relatively easily. However, sanctification by relying on Hongmeng purple qi is not the right path to sanctification. Once the Hongmeng Purple Qi is used, then the future realm can only stop at the realm of the saint, and there is no further way. ”

Kunpeng couldn't help but be surprised and hurriedly asked, "Yang Mei Ancestor, this... Is there a higher level above this saint?"

"Of course, above the saint, is the world god, who understands some of the mysteries of the origin of the world, can open up a world in the body, control the origin of the world, and the power is so strong that killing the saint is as easy as killing a chicken," Yang Mei Old Ancestor said.

When the world gods, the Styx, Kunpeng, and other quasi-saints in the desolation heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked and stirred in their hearts.

In the past, sanctification was elusive for them. Unexpectedly, there was a higher level above the saint, which surprised them at the same time, but they couldn't help but feel enthusiastic yearning in their hearts.

"Yang Mei Ancestor, can this be sanctified without relying on Hongmeng Purple Qi?" asked Rulai with a twinkle in his eyes.

Yang Mei Ancestor glanced at him and smiled, "That's right! If you want to reach a higher level, you must become holy independently. If you want to be holy, you must understand some of the original mysteries of a certain Heavenly Dao, and if you are recognized by the Heavenly Dao Origin, you can become holy on the spot. In the midst of the wilderness, if you say that you are gifted and have the potential to become holy, you are one of them. ”

"It's just that if you want to become an independent saint, it's too difficult and too difficult, it's much more difficult than understanding a heavenly way, beheading a corpse and becoming a quasi-saint," Yang Mei Ancestor said and shook his head slightly: "You, you just have some hope." ”

Hope?Rulai's eyes squinted and shining, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would fight. To become a great power that can truly dominate the flood and become holy, this is his father's pursuit, and it is also his pursuit. Only when he reaches the level of a saint can he hope to avenge his parents and brothers in the future.

"Hehe, boy, I want to find Xiaoyao for revenge, let's talk about it when you become holy!" Yang Mei Ancestor jokingly smiled.

Hearing this, Rulai, who reacted to the words, couldn't help gritting his teeth and clenching his hands in the face of Yang Mei's playful gaze, and then glanced at Li Xiaofeng, and happened to see Li Xiaofeng turn his head to look at him indifferently, and immediately lowered his head and withdrew his gaze. For Li Xiaofeng, he is still jealous. Before he had enough strength, he wouldn't be stupid and reckless to go head-to-head with Li Xiaofeng.

Li Xiaofeng, who glanced at Rulai and clearly understood what he was thinking, didn't care much, but frowned slightly and said to Yang Mei Ancestor: "Old man Yang Mei, don't be verbose, just say it directly, why did Hongjun give Nuwa their Hongmeng purple qi and make them holy?"

"The reason is actually very simple!" Yang Mei Old Ancestor smiled lightly and said casually: "On the one hand, he is worried... Oh no, to be precise, his master was worried that a demonic genius who would truly break through independently and become a quasi-saint would be born in the desolate world. Therefore, first control the Hongjun of the spirit of wisdom in the chaos, let him become a tool, a sword to deal with other creatures in the wilderness, let him be the ancestor of the Dao, and collect all the materials that can be made in the wilderness as disciples. Even if they comprehend the mysteries of the origin of the Heavenly Dao and become relatively powerful saints, everything is still under control. ”

Yang Mei Old Ancestor paused slightly as he spoke, and glanced at the quasi-saints of the Honghuang Wilderness who had a surprised and incredulous expression, before he continued: "These two! Hongjun's master was once severely injured and his body collapsed, leaving only a wisp of Yuan Shen who escaped here by luck and survived by integrating into the origin of the Flood Desolation World. In fact, to be precise, it should have been integrated into the origin of the previous desolate world. Everything that was conceived in that world was absorbed by him and used to recover from his injuries. The whole world collapsed and was reborn. In this process, he also recuperated from sleep, and after the birth of this world, he awakened again, designing everything, and in the end it was just to plunder the essence energy of this world. And the essence energy contained in a saint far exceeded that of hundreds of millions of ordinary beings, and it would be of greater help to him. ”

"Isn't the energy of the saint still drawn from the desolate world? he can directly destroy and absorb the essence energy of the desolate world, so why bother?" Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Without waiting for Li Xiaofeng to finish speaking, Yang Mei Ancestor shook his head and laughed: "Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to ask such a naïve question." That's right, ordinary soul cultivators are indeed absorbing the energy of the desolate world. And where does the energy of the desolate world come from? Naturally, it is the endless chaotic energy that it absorbs. How terrifying is the power of the saints, if all the energy they draw is provided by the desolate world, then a few more saints are born, and the energy of the desolate world will not be exhausted? In fact, the birth of a saint will not have a great impact on the overall energy of the desolate world. ”

"Do you mean that the birth of a saint draws on chaotic energy?" Li Xiaofeng reacted: "In this way, the overall energy of the entire desolate world is constantly accumulating and increasing?"

Yang Mei Ancestor nodded and smiled: "That's right! Master Hongjun, your so-called Heavenly Dao, hopes that a few more saints will be born in the wilderness, but you are worried that if there are more saints born, something will go wrong, and it will endanger him. Therefore, he only gave a few Hongmeng purple gases to the buckle rope like this. ”

"Endangered, no matter how strong a saint is, can he disobey the way of heaven?" Li Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "There are ants under the way of heaven, even saints are no exception, right?"

Yang Mei Ancestor shook his head and said, "No, once there is someone who does not rely on Hongmeng Purple Qi to become holy independently." When the strength reaches a certain level, it is possible to compete with the so-called Heavenly Dao for control of the origin of the desolate world. The master of Hongjun can control the origin of the desolate world, why can't other strong people? You know, a world is so big, there are so many creatures, there is always the possibility of giving birth to some incredible demons, and they can't be treated with common sense, just like you. ”

"That's too good!" Li Xiaofeng smiled meaningfully with a light squint: "To be honest, I really didn't want to control the origin of the desolate world in the past. But you, brother, seem to have some interest in this, right? Brother Yang Mei, you, but you hide deeper than me, making me more and more unable to see through. ”

Yang Mei Ancestor, who was noncommittal and smiled, sighed with a little emotion before he continued: "Happy! I'm different from you! Actually, Hongjun's master and I are quite pitiful, but we are also lucky." It's just that he wants to recover to the peak of strength, but he is much crazier than me. After all, he was so badly injured that he hadn't even recovered from his injuries to the Yuan Shen, let alone his physical body. Relying on this desolate world, I don't know how many times I have to absorb the energy that the world has derived from destruction in order to fully recover the injuries of the primordial gods!"