Chapter 311 Tongtian: No, is it really like this?

Chapter 311 Tongtian: No, is it really like this?

Duobao bowed respectfully: "Teacher, my junior brother and junior sister have transformed."

Tongtian blinked and then laughed a few times:

"well!"

"only……"

"Just what?" Tongtian frowned, always having a bad feeling.

"It's just that that junior brother seems... to have some flaws in his origins."

"Is the origin defective?" Tongtian frowned, recalling various details.

Sanyun and Yifeng were transformed into the original form of a top innate power after his death.

This powerful man had also heard Taoism in Zixiao Palace during his lifetime, and his strength should not be underestimated. It was almost the same as the power of a ghost.

That is, rounded off, it is approximately equal to the level of the Styx River.

But his heel is better, Hongyun is stronger, but Hongyun is just the first sunset glow between heaven and earth, there is no "additional" element.

This person was the first whirlwind in the world, which swept up the first remnant cloud in the sky, and was also touched by the muffled thunder pool spewed out by God Pangu.

He did not major in self-cultivation, but instead cultivated the path of 'Thunder'.

Tongtian pinched his fingers to calculate.

Since these four 'disciples' were born not long ago, spiritual wisdom had not even been born at the time of the third lecture, so he did not pay too much attention to them.

Now it is known from this calculation that the three clouds are white clouds, colorful clouds, and thunder clouds. There is nothing unusual about this. The one that is lacking in origin is... the wind.

Not a whirlwind, but a breeze.

It lacks the swiftness and fierceness, but instead has a touch of warmth and gentleness.

Usually at this time, why not ask the magical second brother?

"Second brother."

Tongtian passed the deduction results to Yuanshi, who closed his eyes and deduced one or two, and slowly spoke:

"Brother."

I closed my eyes and thought for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"Junior brother."

The problem finally fell into Bai Chuan's hands.

Bai Chuan's mouth twitched slightly, and then he pinched his fingers to calculate.

As expected, these are Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming, who are also famous beings.

As the deduction progressed, Bai Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"The missing part is 'fierce', and the whirlwind turns into the breeze. This part of the origin was taken off by Dao Zun Lei that day and turned into a spiritual treasure..."

Tongtian's mouth quirked:

"What is it? Make a spiritual treasure for yourself? What on earth is this guy thinking?"

"It's not like no one has thought about it this way." Fuxi sighed with a smile:

“Jin Peng also had this idea when he was still in the Great Thousand Realm.

"He felt that the innate yin and yang divine light was not as good as his brother Kong Xuan's five-color divine light, so he wanted to refine this source into a top-grade spiritual treasure, and specially invited Senior Brother Bai Chuan."

"Then what?" Tongtian blinked:

"Jinpeng's origins are still intact, and he has also cultivated the innate yin and yang to perfection. It must have been stopped by you, right?"

"Then." Bai Chuan smiled: "Then he was beaten violently by Kong Xuan for three years, day and night."

Tongtian's eyes twitched slightly.

He refined his own innate origin into a spiritual treasure. He originally thought that it would be amazing to have a Heavenly Thunder Daoist in the whole world, but he never expected that there was such a guy beside him.

"Junior brother, where is this spiritual treasure now? Is there any way to restore it to its original source?"

"As for the location of the Lingbao, it is now on Penglai Island. Penglai Island should have great opportunities for your disciples." Baichuan teased with a smile.

"Isn't Penglai Island already raided by Heaven? Where did this opportunity come from?"

"There will always be some omissions. At least there is another opportunity on Penglai Island today besides the fierce wind golden whip."

"Hahahaha." Tongtian laughed a few times, raised his hands and cupped his fists: "Thank you so much, junior brother."

After everyone said a few more words, they agreed on the day when the tunnel would be completed, and then said goodbye to Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.

The two people sitting next to the sea of ​​​​blood were drawing, as if they were designing something. It was vaguely visible that a disk divided into six pieces was painted on the paper...

The Styx at the bottom of the blood sea is running around, as if looking for something or someone, full of murderous intent.

Above the heaven, Donghuang Taiyi was wearing a golden armor and training a group of demon soldiers and generals in the twenty-first heaven.

The demon master Kunpeng is in the lower heavens, training a group of demon clans to form formations.

The ten great ancestral witches of the witch clan are leading an ancestral witch towards the northwest.

In the immortal volcano in the south, a hard-working figure was busy, and behind him sat a woman in red looking at him with a smile, her eyes full of love.

In the sky above the human race, the three brothers and sisters were still in charge, and Qingqiu was keeping an eye on the powerful man who wanted to fish in troubled waters and enter the human race.

On Fengqi Mountain, everyone was busy. Tongtian and Yuanshi headed towards Kunlun, preparing to see the situation of Tongtian's disciples.

Seeing this, Bai Chuan realized that there should be a relatively peaceful period before Lao Tzu's 'enlightenment'.

So, he took one step forward, reached the boundary of chaos, and headed towards Zixiao Palace.

It doesn’t mean anything else, I just like to be by Master’s side. It’s definitely not because Master is giving me a little kick, absolutely!

Fuxi also sat cross-legged in meditation, his mind going to the 'Ziwei' in the heaven.

Bai Chuan walked forward, and when passing by the Wa Palace, he was attracted by the 'General Tianhuang' who was guarding the door.

"I have met Saint Baichuan." Jinfeng quickly put away the 'black box' in his hand and bowed to Baichuan.

"It's okay, it's up to you, this show is pretty good." Bai Chuan replied with a smile, and then walked into the Wa Palace.

Jinfeng raised his hand to stop him, but after a second thought, he gave up the idea.

How can I stop this? This person is also a saint, and she doesn’t want to be ‘disrespectful’.

"Nuwa, what are you busy with?"

As soon as Baichuan entered the gate of Wa Palace, he started to chat.

I saw Nuwa lying on her side on the cloud bed, holding a 'black box' like a golden phoenix in her hand and watching the show.

"Bai Chuan, who gave you the courage not to call me empress?" Nuwa yawned.

"Okay, Madam Nuwa, what are you doing? Madam Nuwa, can you help me, Madam Nuwa?"

Nuwa rolled her eyes at Bai Chuan, flicked her snake tail, and sat up.

"Tell me, why are you here with me?"

"I'm thinking of going to Zixiao Palace and taking a look when passing by Wa Palace. Jinfeng seems to have a lot of free time." Bai Chuan changed the topic.

"I don't have much to do in the Wa Palace. Isn't it normal to have some free time?" Nuwa said slowly:

"It's you, why do you always run to Master when you have nothing to do?"

"Of course there is something important." Bai Chuan smiled, and then threw the purple and black gourd towards Nuwa.

Nuwa raised her hand to catch it, then frowned slightly:

"How come this thing...is still a little bit magical?"

"I don't know." Bai Chuan shook his head:

"This gourd has been cultivated so far, and it can already reveal its true name. Its name is the gourd of chaos, but its innate creation has been absorbed by the previous gourds, so it is not mature yet.

"I just noticed some signs of maturity a few days ago, but my demonic nature has also been revealed."

"If you want to suppress it, you can do it yourself. What do you mean by giving it to me? Using good fortune to force the demonic nature? I'm afraid it won't work." Nuwa frowned slightly.

"Nurture it first, then you can suppress his demonic nature."