Beiming.

A majestic palace stands on the vast snowfield.

Ancestor Kunpeng, who was practicing in seclusion, opened his eyes, with a look of helplessness on his face.

He had very little interaction with the four Taoist religions.

He has no friendship with the third generation disciples of Xuanmen, and has never even met him face to face.

If the other party takes the initiative to come to your door, it is very likely that trouble is coming.

I wanted to pretend that I didn't know, but Mo Yan invited me as the first disciple of the third generation of Xuanmen. Kunpeng, as one of the great masters of Xuanmen, had to meet him.

Otherwise, it is contempt for the four Taoist religions.

At that time, the saint will have sufficient reason to take action.

After sighing, Kunpeng walked out of Beiming Palace, rode the wind, stepped into the void, and stood opposite Mo Yan.

"I wonder why my little friend came here this time?"

Mo Yan didn't hide anything.

At his level, there is no need to compromise.

If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not."

He said bluntly.

"Pindao came here this time because he wanted to borrow a treasure from Senior Kunpeng."

"What?"Kunpeng is alert

"Hetu Luoshu!"Mo Yan bowed and saluted with a solemn tone.

"Please ask Senior Kunpeng to lend this treasure to help Emperor Fuxi achieve enlightenment. After he succeeds, I will return the treasure with both hands."

"What's more, the seniors can also gain friendship from the human race, so why not?"

Kunpeng's face turned gloomy for a moment.

Although he was a top innate god, he was unlucky.

Except for Beiming Mountain, the top-quality cave paradise, he had no other treasures that he could get. In the past, he also gained very little from the Zixiao Palace. , there are only a few innate and low-grade innate spiritual treasures.

He finally got the top-grade innate spiritual treasure from Hetuluoshu. He had to lend it out before he could warm it up. What if he borrowed it but didn’t pay it back?

After all, he took advantage of it, and Hetuluo The book came from a wrong path. If the four Taoist sects followed suit, wouldn't he suffer miserably?

Mo Yan, the ancestor of Kunpeng, was fully aware of his concerns. For this reason, he had already thought of countermeasures.

"I know that my senior has concerns, and I am willing to swear to the way of heaven. As long as my senior is willing to lend Hetu Luoshu, and when Emperor Fuxi succeeds, I will personally return the treasure. If I violate my oath, it will be difficult to make any progress in my cultivation in this life."

Kunpeng's face looked much better.

But he still didn't give an answer right away.

Mo Yan didn't rush him and waited slowly.

After a moment, Kunpeng Ancestor showed a smile on his face, waved his sleeves and threw out two streams of light, which fell on Mo Yan. In front of Yan is Hetu Luoshu

"If it were the other three generations of Xuanmen disciples who came here, even if they were from Xuandu, they would not agree to it even if they were just talking."

"But I believe in the character of little friend Mo Yan, and I know that you will not disappoint me."

Putting Hetu Luoshu away, Mo Yan smiled back.

"Don't worry, senior, I will live up to my trust."

After a few simple greetings, he said goodbye and left.

After flying out of Beiming, Mo Yan looked back at the vast snowfield behind him. Borrowing the treasure this time seemed easy, but in fact the situation inside was very complicated.

If not His status, identity, strength, etc. are quite good, and he ranks among the top quasi-sages. Even Kunpeng is not very sure of winning, otherwise, borrowing treasures would not be so smooth.

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The prehistoric eastern land.

Mo Yan crossed the space and flew towards the Fengyan tribe with all his strength.

When he was still a million miles away from here, he suddenly heard a strange dragon roar, like a dragon or a horse.

The negative picture of dragon and horse is carried by the gods.

Thinking of the legend in the past life, the Hetu Luoshu was delivered to the hands of the Emperor Fuxi by Longma and Xuangui together. Mo Yan's heart moved and he fell from the sky and flew in the direction of the sound. as expected!

He saw a dragon horse in a valley. It had strong limbs, scales like gold, shiny fur, and an extremely powerful horse. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Although this dragon horse only has the perfect cultivation level of Xuanxian, Mo Yan saw a trace of Tianji Dao in him, and his blood is pure and his heels are good. If he is carefully cultivated , the future is promising

"I am Mo Yan, the Western Sect. Are you willing to follow me? I guarantee that you will become Taiyi Golden Immortal. If you are ambitious enough, it is not impossible to become Daluo Golden Immortal."

The dragon and horse neighed and stamped their hooves happily.

His magical ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil meant that he didn't think about it for too long before he gave the answer and was willing to leave with Mo Yan. We already had the dragon and horse, so how could we miss the turtle?

Soon, Mo Yan came again I met a Xuanwu in a spiritual lake. This Xuanwu was obviously born not long ago. It was exuding vitality. However, its cultivation level was not low. It was a golden immortal when it was born. When seeing this Xuanwu, Mo Yan's expression was subtle. He smelled a familiar scent from this divine beast.

If Mo Yan had predicted correctly, this Xuanwu should be the Beiming Xuanwu that was killed by the Sage of Shangqing and whose limbs served as pillars of heaven.

He was pleasantly surprised by this..As long as the four-dimensional pillar of heaven does not fall, this Xuanwu will continue to gain the legacy of his previous life, with immeasurable merits and immeasurable paths.

Da Luo is not a problem at all for him.

Because of this, Mo Yan accepted him as a disciple on the spot..

Then, he took Longma and Xuanwu towards the Fengyan tribe

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Fengyan tribe[]

A middle-aged man wearing animal skins sat by the river and meditated.

It was Fuxi, the first co-lord of the human race.

Although he had outstanding achievements and was respected and praised by the human race, Fuxi always felt that something was missing. He felt that he still had something important to do, but he was always puzzled.

Therefore, he often came to this long river outside the tribe to meditate. The gurgling water here and the sparkling water on the river often made him calm his thoughts.

On this day, he was sitting by the river as usual, freeing his mind. Suddenly he saw the river surging, and a divine turtle carrying Luo Shu slowly emerged from the water. At the same time, a dragon horse walked on the waves, carrying a burden on his back. River map.

Fuxi suddenly stood up and looked at the two strange beasts approaching. He had a strong intuition that the problems that had been troubling him would definitely be solved this time.

The nine-sky sky is covered by a sea of ​​clouds.

Mo Yan was condescending, looking down at the scene below with a smile on his lips.

The Hetu Luoshu was in place, and it was not far from Fuxi's realization of the innate Bagua. Thinking that after the human race became the protagonist of heaven and earth, he could share part of the emperor's merits, Mo Yan was elated (Qian Zhao's).

It was over here, so he didn't stay long and quickly flew towards the west.

As for Xuanwu and Longma, Mo Yan did not take them away.

Staying with Human Emperor Fuxi is a great opportunity for them. It won't be too late to bring him back when the Emperor's merits are complete.

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To the west, Lingtai Mountain.

After Mo Yan returned, he immediately retreated into seclusion.

After measuring the prehistoric starry sky for thousands of years, he gained a lot and gained a lot of insights, which he needs to spend some time in seclusion to digest.

The bamboo building has three floors, in a quiet room.

Mo Yan's thoughts surged, recalling all the details of measuring the starry sky for thousands of years, so as to sort out what he saw, thought and gained.

Just when he was in seclusion and ignored foreign affairs, due to the struggle between the protagonists of heaven and earth, the prehistoric era gradually changed.

The Haori tribe and the Fire-weary tribe began to collide.

The Ichimoku Clan and the Feathered God Clan began to fight.

The Sharks also began to land. ps: Thanks to Yun Menglian for the huge 100-point reward..

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