The clouds were blue, and the three of them flew into the air and chased towards the peacock.

But the peacock's flight speed was a few pieces, and as soon as its wings were fanned, it was 240,000 miles, and it disappeared at the end of the sky at once.

Fortunately, Sanxiao has the cultivation of Tianzun, and he galloped away, and he could also follow the direction of the peacock's disappearance and track all the way towards the peacock. The flight speed of these three clouds is also extraordinary, and only three rays of light can be seen from afar, rising into the sky, and disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving only the sword qi cloudy, diffused in the air, I don't know how many clouds have been chopped, turned into heavy rain, and fell to the ground.

Tick tock!

The heavy rain fell to the ground, from the eaves of the courtyard, and hit the ground, gradually making waves of splashes.

The stream, the courtyard, the hut, is no longer there.

Suddenly, a cloud of light came from afar.

The clouds fell to the door of the courtyard, turning into a monkey with a stick in the palm of his hand, which was Wukong Taoist.

"Ahh

Wukong Daoist walked up and swayed, swaying and swaying, and came to the thatched hut where Meng Chengshen used to live.

He first sniffed, sniffed hard, and then muttered to himself, "This Jiuqu Yellow River Town has been taken away! It seems that the fate of my grandson is not enough after all." ”

Immediately, he walked out again, looked at the depths of the sky, the direction where the peacock disappeared, and said: "This Kong Xuanjun has 240,000 miles with one wing, and it can be repeated and fanned non-stop, which is rare in the world at such a level!" My grandson learned art from Su Bodhi back then, and learned a somersault cloud spell, a heel fight is only 108,000 miles, and my grandson's somersault cloud can only be used once or twice a day, and it will consume a body of mana cleanly, far less than Kong Xuandaojun, but today, the kind of spell of somersault cloud, my old grandson can no longer look down on it...... Cultivation is exactly like this in the world! What I dreamed of in the past has now been abandoned. I wonder if what I dream of now, when I get it in the future, I won't take it to heart again?"

He muttered to himself, walking back and forth between the courtyard and the hut.

After a long time, it stopped.

"That's it!"

Wukong Daoist shook his head and said, "In a few days, it will be the day when Kong Xuan officially established his religion." I don't know if this time, he can become the leader of the sect because of this. If it can succeed, it means that in this universe Xuanhuang, in addition to those six sect masters, other cultivators also have the opportunity to become sect masters. Kong Xuan became the sect leader, my brother Zhen Yuanzi, how can I not be the sect leader? However, if my brother Wukong Daoist can't break through the cultivation, I will only be a Taoist for the rest of my life. The catastrophe is coming, and with the cultivation of my Taoist, I don't know if I can survive. But...... My Lingming Stone Monkey was originally a stone, with no thoughts, no troubles, no cause and effect, and now I can come to the world to walk through it and live a wonderful life, which is considered to be a worthwhile life......"

The more he said it, the more obvious the sad look on Wukong Dao's face.

There was a faint look of grandeur in his eyes.

Tragic!

The world often says the term "beyond the clouds".

It means that there are nine layers in the sky, so some people say that there are nine heavens.

When he flew out of the land and entered the depths of the sky, the scenery of the stars in the universe was wavering, and he knew what the true face of the universe Xuanhuang was.

The peacock flew into the depths of the sky, into the void.

The cloud of fire he was holding also stopped in the void.

I don't know where the red fire cloud comes from, but it can still burn in this ethereal, extremely cold void.

The peacock turned into a man, and he was extremely handsome, even if a beautiful woman between heaven and earth appeared in front of him, he would not think that he could be much more beautiful than the man that the peacock had turned into.

Kong Xuan.

Only Kong Xuan has this appearance.

But seeing him in front of the fire cloud, he waved his palm, played a series of spells, and landed on the fire cloud.

The flames were raging, constantly changing.

Wave after wave of rhyme, and then roll around the clouds.

With the magic spell being cast, Kong Xuan's originally round and jade face, with an excellent complexion, became even fairer, and he said in his heart: "This method of stirring the heavens is too much after all. Soon after, I will officially establish a church, but this palace is indispensable. If this plan can be successful, the chances of my Confucianism standing between heaven and earth will be at least 10% more!"

One percent chance, for cultivators, is already enough, let alone one more percent?

Kong Xuan stared at the rolling fire clouds, his expression was a little crazy, as if he was a gambler.

Ascetic, who is not a gambler?

There is no one in a hundred kinds of ordinary monks who can become immortals, and there is no one in ten thousand who can become immortals.

One more chance means one more tenth. Compared to the one percent of the immortals, the one ten-thousandth of the gods, I don't know how many times better!

Kong Xuan is not a natural master!

When he was just born between heaven and earth, Kong Xuan was only in the realm of pure yang, and he was born with a primordial god, he also became an immortal and a god step by step, and then stepped into the door of the avenue, and slowly got to today's situation. Even when he became an immortal and a god, the picture of dying and almost dying is still fresh in Kong Xuan's memory.

After a full seven hundred and forty-nine days, Kong Xuan stopped the magic magic technique in his hand.

The fiery red clouds in front of him had suddenly changed, closing together in one place, turning into an architectural appearance.

At this point, Kong Xuancai slowly calmed down, kept looking around, kept looking around, kept looking at the surrounding scene, and found that in the void of the universe, it was still very quiet, so he put his mind at ease, sat cross-legged in front of the palace, breathed for a while, and then took out something like an incense bath bucket.

Shower and change clothes!

Incense shampooing.

After doing this, Kong Xuan shook his body and turned into a tall but ugly-looking teacher.

This is Confucius, the Confucian Dharma body of Kong Xuan, who founded the Confucian lineage.

After incarnating as Confucius, Kong Xuan set up the table in front of him, and then put the four treasures of the study on the table, and the pen was stained with ink.

The shape of a rolling dragon danced in the ink.

This is dragon ink, which is condensed with the essence blood of the ancient true dragon's heart, which is incomparably rare, and this ball of ink in Kong Xuan's hand is particularly precious. This is Kong Xuan's place many years ago in the place where the Taoist Golden Scale should be long, and he still owes the Golden Scale a good fate, and when the day comes, he will have to repay him.

The brush is a wolf pen obtained from Liu Yi's place, which is made of the long hair cut from the greedy wolf's tail.

With pen and ink in hand, Kong Xuan galloped up and landed on the blank plaque at the gate of the palace.

With a wave of his arm, he wrote three words in thick and colorful characters......

"Fire Cloud Palace!"

A voice read these three words.

Kong Xuan's expression changed, and he said with a murderous attitude, but when he saw the three people flying clearly, his face was full of smiles.

"The three Taoist friends are polite!"

Kong Xuan put away the brush in his hand, put the table and the four treasures of the study into his sleeve, bowed to the three people who were speeding from afar, and said: "The three sisters are polite......!

The three people who flew in were none other than the Three Heavens.

However, Sanxiao did not directly answer Kong Xuan's words, but stood silently in the distance, staring at the Huoyun Palace.

After a long time.

Yunxiao, who was standing in the middle, bowed his hand to Kong Xuan, and said: "Kong Xuan's predecessors are polite, Xuantian Sect Liu Yi Daojun is under the three heavens, and I will meet Kong Xuan's predecessors." ”

This worship made Kong Xuan speechless in surprise.

Hundreds of millions of hearts are sour and bitter, and they appear in Kong Xuan's heart.

Kong Xuan understood in an instant, after a certain amount of tribulation, the Sanxiao in front of him was no longer the Sanxiao Tianzun he was familiar with back then, and it was no longer the one who listened to the sermon together under the sect master of the Tongtian Sect of the Interception Sect, laughed and spoke together, watched the flowers bloom together, and watched the fine water flow.

However, there are still countless pictures, involuntarily echoing in Kong Xuan's mind, as if they are the endless tide on the edge of the sea, colliding wave after wave, stirring in Kong Xuan's heart.

At that time, there was no Confucianism, there was no title of scholar, and naturally there was no scene of chanting poetry against each other, but drinking and playing the piano, fencing and singing, it could still be windy and exciting. Even if Kong Xuan is in the sword of all living beings, he has been reincarnated for a certain amount of tribulation, countless times of life and death, countless joys and sorrows, countless joys and sorrows, countless kinds of birth, old age, sickness and death, and countless times when his wife has been separated, and he still can't forget the time when he was a brother and sister with Sanxiao before a certain amount of tribulation.

It's rare to have a confidant in life.

Kong Xuanshi is not fatherless and motherless, he still has a brother, who is the first golden-winged Dapeng bird in the world, but the two brothers fight when they meet, as if they are enemies of life and death.

And Kong Xuan's parents, as early as when Kong Xuan was born, had already died.

Legend has it that the phoenix does not fall into the land of no treasure.

In ancient times, the phoenix fought with people, was seriously injured, flew to the place where the congenital five elements converged, and gave birth to a son, named Peacock;

In addition to the peacock and the roc, there are other seven sons on the phoenix.

This point is the same as the ancient real dragon, the legend of the dragon god nine sons are different, and the same is true of the phoenix.

Phoenix, male for the phoenix and female for the phoenix, heaven and earth are crossed, and there are nine kinds of life: golden phoenix, color phoenix, fire phoenix, snow phoenix, blue phoenix, peacock, roe, thunderbird, and gale.

The peacock is Kong Xuan.

It is precisely because of such a background that Kong Xuan's character is very weird.

Even, when Kong Xuan just walked in the world, he had an extremely frightening habit, that is, he liked to eat people...... Only when he gets together with Sanxiao can Kong Xuan feel that he is not alone in this world.

If there is no Sanxiao, if he had unjustly married Jin Lan and became brothers and sisters, Kong Xuan didn't know if he would have lost his humanity and only cared about eating people, so he would fall into the evil path and never wake up.

But now, when the brother and sister meet, Sanxiao no longer calls him a brother.

Predecessor!

These two words, as heavy as a majestic mountain, buckled in Kong Xuan's heart, making Kong Xuan's heart extremely uncomfortable and panicked.

was originally as close as flesh and blood, but at this moment, it is like the first time strangers meet in Pingshui.

It's right in front of you, but you can't recognize each other.

This feeling is like a fish in the throat, and Kong Xuan's heart is like a needle prick.