"It's all right to ask for anything. It's better to find a quiet place next time a fellow Taoist practices." Fuxi said dissatisfiedly. He was not a petty person himself, but he was just suffering from Wuwang's disaster and was a little angry: "This is just that I met my brother and sister. If it were others, I wouldn't give up!"

Looking at Mo Yu's sincere look, Fuxi felt that Mo Yu must have hit him because of his carelessness. Besides, he had nothing to do with him. In this dangerous prehistoric world, he was always better than having more friends than having more enemies.

"The two fellow Taoists are very wise. I thank you here!" Mo Yu sighed secretly. Although he really wanted to fight, he was not afraid of them, but who made me unreasonable? He had already planned to pay some price, but when he heard that the Taoist was so good, he couldn't help but praise him in his heart: "We are not acquaintances, and we haven't asked what the two fellow Taoists call me?"

"Hmph! Dingtut!" Nuwa still looked indignant. Although she understood that Mo Yu should not have done it on purpose, she was still a little angry when she thought of Mo Yu's words.

"Sister must not be rude!" Fuxi said with a polite manner, "I am Fuxi, this is the sister Nuwa, haven't you asked for the name of a fellow Taoist?"

"Are you Fuxi and Nuwa?" Mo Yu looked at the two people in front of him in shock. He was just hiding, but he had not looked closely at the two people in front of him. He didn't expect that the two people he bumped into were Fuxi and Nuwa who had a great background in later generations.

The girl was wearing a light green dress, her hair was simply folded up, and her figure was slender. Her beautiful face had a pair of water-cut pupils. As she looked around, she also had a hint of indignation. The man was wearing a dark purple Taoist robe, and her hair was tied up by a hairpin and her face was very handsome.

"Fellow Taoist knows me and sister-in-law?" Fuxi pulled Nuwa back, looked at Mo Yu's shocked look and asked vigilantly. After all, Mo Yu's straight-eyed look didn't look like a good person.

"Fellow Daoxi Fuxi should not misunderstand it. But I heard that fellow Daoxi Nuwa looked very beautiful. Today, I saw it. It turned out to be well-known!" Mo Yu hurriedly came back to his senses, looked at Fuxi's perverted look, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, "Did Fuxi misunderstand something?"

Mo Yu didn't expect that in this way he would see Nuwa who would create the human race in the future and Fuxi who became the human emperor in the future, and was a little surprised for a moment.

As for what to develop with Nuwa, let’s forget it. Although Nuwa is very beautiful, when I think that this is the ancestor who created the human race, his body is still half human and half snake body, Mo Yu felt a little unnatural.

Mo Yu thought to himself, to be precise, he is still a human race now? Although he has taken over the causal ape, he has transformed into a human form. It may not be appropriate to talk about human race. It can only be said that it is equivalent to a kind of innate creature.

"Hmph! You are a person who is unrestrained and talks nonsense!" Nuwa said with her little mouth pursed. Although she was very happy that someone praised her for her beauty, she was still a little fierce when she saw Mo Yu's smooth-mouthed look.

"Uh... In the Taoist Mo Yu, are the two fellow Taoists planning to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the saints preaching?" Mo Yu looked at Fuxi with even more wrong eyes, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Yes, before, I and Shemei felt that the inheritance that we could cultivate to the peak of Daluo was the extreme realm in this prehistoric world." Speaking of the incident where I went to listen to the sermon this time, Fuxi changed his vigilant expression just now and turned into a longing look: "However, hundreds of years ago, the pressure that swept through the prehistoric world made me and Shemei understand that there was a saint above Daluo. This time I went to listen to the sermon of the sermon to find the way to become a saint in the future."

Thinking of the pressure when Hongjun became a saint, Fuxi still remembered it freshly. It was like the power of heaven. He felt like he was like an ant in front of this power, without any power of backhand.

"Yes, the saint is really strong!" Mo Yu sighed when he thought of the vast pressure at that time.

"I am just about to go to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon. Why don't you and I go together? There is also a way to take care of you and I. After all, it's thirty-three days outside in chaos, so walking is not easy?" Mo Yu said with a smile, thinking that Nuwa is the future saint after all, and Fuxi will be the human emperor in the future. Since "I met", it would be better to make friends.

"Good, let's go together." Fuxi thought about it and agreed.

On the way to Zixiao Palace together, Mo Yu looked at Fuxi and Nuwa beside him, and couldn't help but think of the later evaluations of Nuwa: Some people believe that Nuwa created the human race, and although it protected the human race for thousands of years, they should not choose to stand by when the demon race massacred the human race.

Mo Yu was actually not angry when he saw this. Although Nuwa did not help the human race when the demon race was slaughtered, Nuwa did not help the demon race at the same time when the human race slaughtered the demon race.

Moreover, after the human race was just established, Nuwa protected the human race for thousands of years. Do you still want to let others protect you for the rest of your life? Until genocide?

In Mo Yu's opinion, no matter whether there were other saints in it at that time, the human race could survive in the prehistoric world, which would definitely be related to Nuwa. Otherwise, it would be too simple for a weak race that was born in the prehistoric world to truly destroy the human race.

"What should I do after the human race appears in the future?" Mo Yu was thinking about the human race in the future while practicing his magical powers of Chaos Wings.

In a blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed.

After such a long journey, Mo Yu and the other two finally arrived thirty-three days away.

By the way, there is only one exit outside these thirty-three days, and it is best to pass through the top of Buzhou Mountain. This top of Buzhou Mountain is connected to the highest point of that day, and it is also the best way to go outside the prehistoric world to lead to chaos.

Further up the top of Buzhou Mountain is the prehistoric membrane. This prehistoric membrane is the boundary between prehistoric and chaos. There are endless rebellious earth feng shui and fire, and the bitter Nine Heavens Gangfeng.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, the chaos is coming into the front. It's better not to be careless." Fuxi felt the danger in the chaos and said with a cautious look on his face.

Mo Yu could clearly see the countless gale winds in the chaos and the gale wind and water fire in the chaos. He also sighed in his heart: "If this gale membrane had not blocked the endless gale wind, I would probably have died 90% of the creatures in the prehistoric world!"

"Although Chaos is dangerous, with the early realm of fellow Daluo Golden Immortal and the mid-stage strength of fellow Daluo Golden Immortal, walking in this chaos is not hindered." However, Mo Yu immediately thought that he had a magical power to train his body, and he was just right to practice in this chaos, so he planned to practice in this chaos for a while, so he smiled at Fuxi and Nuwa and said, "I just saw some insights in this chaos thing. I want to practice here for a while. You might as well take a step first, don't miss the saint's preaching because of me."

Why could Nuwa grab a position in Zixiao Palace? That's because Nuwa's own strength is very strong, and Chaos can't stop the two of them.

Mo Yu's physical body and soul are integrated into one. As long as the physical body is strong, it will increase its strength in all aspects. The nine heavenly winds and the earth feng shui fire in the chaos are just used to temper one's physical body, which can greatly increase one's cultivation speed!

"Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, be careful, my brother and sister will take a step first." Fuxi looked relaxed when he saw Mo Yu's speech. Thinking of Mo Yu's powerful magical powers along the way, he thought to himself that Chaos would not be able to stop Mo Yu. Besides, Mo Yu had just met halfway and didn't have much friendship, so he could not miss the saint's preaching for Mo Yu.

Fuxi stopped talking nonsense and pulled Nuwa into the chaos, but he could not see the figure in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the two people walking into the chaos, Mo Yu walked in without delay. He just walked into the chaos and was wrapped in endless gale wind in the blink of an eye. There were also huge meteorites that hit their bodies from time to time, like weak water in the vast ocean.

Mo Yu was a little dissatisfied before coming in, but in a blink of an eye it was made of blood and blood by the continuous gale wind. He felt as if he was about to be torn apart. He quickly used the magical power of forging the gods. Then, he felt the infinite qi and blood power in his body rushing, and then wrapped his whole body in a strange pattern. The body, which was made of blood and blood by the nine heavenly gale wind and earth feng shui fire, was slowly repaired by the qi and blood power around him little by little.

"It's so powerful! If I didn't have this magical forging technique, I wouldn't be able to hold on!" Mo Yu grinned in pain and cursed in a low voice. This was just the edge of chaos, and it was even more unbearable in the depths of chaos, but in order to strengthen his body, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

"The effect is not bad, it's worth my life for the past hundred years!" In this way, after a hundred years, Mo Yu felt that the degree of physical tearing was gradually balanced with the speed of his own qi and blood repair. He felt that his power had become stronger, and he had reached the peak of the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal, and he was only one step away from breaking through.

"It's still a little time before Hongjun preaching, so break through first and then go." Mo Yu calculated and calculated that he still had some time before Hongjun preaching, and decided to break through before going. Although the early and mid-stage Daluo stages are only a small realm, not to mention breaking through the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, it would be impossible to make a breakthrough in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.

As far as Mo Yu knows, the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian was already at the highest level during this period. Lao Tzu, Taiyi Dijun and others, also heard Hongjun's sermon, had a long time to break through to the late stage.

And Mo Yu is not afraid of anyone after breaking through to the middle stage.

In this way, another two hundred years passed.

"I finally broke through, I don't have to stay here!" Mo Yu, who was sitting cross-legged in chaos, suddenly burst out from his body and swept around. He felt that his body's strength was more than twice as powerful as before, and said excitedly.

At this time, a meteorite of thousands of feet wide flew quickly towards Mo Yu.

"I've been smashing me for so many years and still want to smash me? Break it for me!" At this time, Mo Yu, who was naked, had some strange Taoist patterns on his straight body, full of ancient and wild feeling, and his whole body was full of explosive muscles. He punched the meteorite. The moment the two came into contact, the meteorite instantly shattered and scattered.

Mo Yu looked satisfied. No matter how hard the stones in the chaos were, the nine heavenly wind could not disperse, and it was no less than the lower-grade innate spiritual treasures.

"Even my physical body is not as good as an ancestor witch, but I have to leave quickly, otherwise Hongjun's sermon will not be able to catch up!" Mo Yu suppressed his excitement and calculated with his fingers that it had begun more than ten years before Hongjun's sermon, so he quickly followed the guidance in the dark.

Seeing the countless creatures who fell on the way because they could not resist the dangers of chaos, Mo Yu couldn't help but sigh that this Zixiao Palace is not easy to advance. Hongjun needs people with great opportunities and great luck to help him get along with the Tao. Even if ordinary creatures have reached their cultivation level, they can walk safely in the chaos, but without luck and opportunity, they will not be able to find Hongjun's temple.

Mo Yu, who was rushing to the road, suddenly heard a sound of fighting in front of him, and couldn't help but feel strange: "It's not easy to walk in this chaos, who would be in this chaos fighting method?

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Mo Yu's natural magical powers are used to cover up his own breath, so that he will not be noticed by others. After all, there is a battle ahead, and it is a bit out of place for him to appear at this time.

After Mo Yu quietly approached, he realized that he had met the famous good-looking ancestor Hongyun and his friend Zhen Yuanzi.

"Hongyun is careful. Although this demon is not as strong as you and me, there are many magical powers that I don't know about. Don't capsize the gutter." Zhen Yuanzi said.

"Haha, no hindrance, but a demon, when did you become so timid?" Hongyun smiled.

Looking at Hongyun who looked indifferent, Zhen Yuanzi smiled, and didn't take the devil seriously. After all, the devil in front of him was not very powerful.

After Zhen Yuanzi transformed, he met the ancestor Hongyun while traveling. The two of them traveled together. Because of their similar personalities, they gradually developed a deep friendship. They felt a little bored when they traveled through the ancient times for a long time. Just as they were about to go back to the temple to practice, the pressure of the saint when they became saints came. Then, after hearing the saint's preaching thousands of years later, the two were overjoyed and went to Zixiao Palace together.

But just as he was about to reach Zixiao Palace, a humanoid creature full of demonic energy stopped the two of them and rushed towards them without saying a word. Zhen Yuanzi was also a little confused. Just when Zhen Yuanzi was a little dazed, when Hongyun thought the demon was about to be destroyed, suddenly a sound of the demon exploded, and then a faint light instantly entered Hongyun's body.

"Hongyun, are you okay? What was that faint light just now? But was it injured?" Zhen Yuanzi came to Hongyun and asked with a worried look on his face.

"Don't feel anything? This demon feels like he has no way out. He just uses a magic trick to scare you and me!" Hongyun was also shocked at first, but then he closed his eyes and found that he was no different from usual, so he didn't take it seriously. Seeing Zhen Yuanzi still looked worried, he smiled and said, "A mere devil has self-destructed. What else can there be scary? Let's go quickly, otherwise I will miss the sermon of the saint."

Zhen Yuanzi didn't doubt him, and then smiled and said, "It's fine if you're okay, then let's go quickly."

"Is this devil created by Luohu?" After Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun left, Mo Yu showed his figure from not far away.

"This place is not far from Hongjun's dojo. Luohu is crazy and dares to make trouble here?" Mo Yu looked puzzled. He had never heard of Luohu doing trouble at this time in his previous life. He thought for a long time and couldn't figure out what was going on: "It has nothing to do with me anyway, so I'd better go to Zixiao Palace quickly."
Chapter completed!