Chapter 1269 Broken Futon

What Hongjun wanted to talk about was the Three Thousand Ways that he had comprehended from the good luck jade plate. This is so precious and profound. Naturally, it is not like what Xin Han understands. If you have a destiny, you can go to listen to the lecture. First of all, this "fate" needs to be discussed.

If Xin Han understood it that way, why would Hongjun still go to Zixiao Palace to give a sermon, and just shouted at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, anyway, what he said before can be heard throughout the whole prehistoric world.

The so-called destiny is that after Hongjun became a saint, he gave all living beings the opportunity to listen to the sermon, and pointed out the direction of the Zixiao Palace in the chaos. Those who can rush to the Zixiao Palace are those who are destined.

Of course, it can’t be a cat or a dog. Anyone who can fly can enter chaos. , and the attack of the wind outside the sky.

Just as Fuxi said, a Taiyi Jinxian like Xin Han, even if he is protected by an innate spirit treasure, will die in chaos if his mana is exhausted.

Of course, Xin Han must be different from other Taiyi Golden Immortals, this guy has a lot of cards.

"Sanggong, what's wrong with you..."

After Iron Fan saw Fuxi and Nuwa leaving, Xin Han fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a while, so he couldn't help asking worriedly.

Xin Han did not doubt what Fuxi and Nuwa said at this time. He also knew the truth that the law should not be passed on lightly, but he was not worried that he would not be able to catch up. , felt the approximate location of Zixiao Palace.

If he wanted to go, he could teleport there at any time, so he didn't worry about being too late. What he thought about in his meditation was another matter.

Hearing the call of the iron fan at this moment, he turned around and asked, "Tell me, have all those great powers of the past set off for Zixiao Palace?"

Both Iron Fan and Charlize have followed Xin Han for many years, so they can guess a little bit about their man's thoughts.

Iron Fan covered his mouth and said in surprise: "Master, you don't think...it's impossible, how can you gain a foothold in the prehistoric world after offending so many people!"

Xin Han sneered: "I won't do this if I'm too bold to starve to death. Do you think they will let us go? For so many years, we have provoked the monster clan, the witch clan, and even Nuwa Fuxi." Now, what are we afraid of?"

Xin Han's guess was right. At this time, in the demon clan's Heavenly Court, Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had set off to the Zixiao Palace in the chaos thirty-three days away.

And the twelve ancestral witches in the ancestral witch tribe also went to thirty-three days away to worship the prehistoric sage.

Others, such as Wuzhuang Guanzhen Yuanzi, Beiminghai Kunpeng Patriarch, Huoyun Patriarch Hongyun, Nether Blood Sea Patriarch Minghe, and many other powerful innate demon gods, all set off to Chaos to listen to Hongjun Taoist preaching .

The more Xin Han thought about his method, the more feasible it would be, but this matter had to be put aside again, and he set his sights on the thatched hut at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

How can there be no treasures in the place that can make Daoist Hongjun holy.

Xin Han directly greeted the two wives and walked towards the hut.

There was an original formation around the thatched hut, but Hongjun became a sage who could break everything in the world, and there was nothing that Daozu could put in his eyes, so the thatched hut has been abandoned and the formation has not yet been activated.

Xin Han took his wife to the hut, and found that there was a spiritual spring not far from the hut, and there was an acre of medicine field behind the house.

When he looked at it, his face became bitter, and he saw that there was nothing in the medicine field, not even half a elixir.

He hurried to the thatched hut again, and saw that the hut was empty, only a dilapidated futon.

"Why is Taoist ancestor so simple and simple!" Xin Han looked at this depressed, this is Hongjun Taoist ancestor's place of cleansing, why there is nothing, and he was happy for nothing.

"Hey, it's not right!" Xin Han suddenly felt something wrong: "Why is the spiritual energy here a hundred times stronger than that in the gathering spirit array when I was retreating?"

He scanned it with his spiritual sense, and found that although this is the place where Hongjun became holy, the surroundings were contaminated with Dao rhyme, which made the area of ​​the thatched hut magic circle more powerful than the aura of the cave.

Practicing again is also easy to comprehend the Dao rhyme and increase the realm.

But none of these can breed so much aura.

Xin Han scanned it again with his divine sense, and finally found the clue.

He can sense everything within the range of the formation, but the futon alone can only be seen with the naked eye, no matter how his spiritual sense senses it, he cannot sense its existence.

Xin Han hurried over and took the futon in his hand, unexpectedly, there was nothing special about it.

"Could it be...?" He put the futon on the ground, and then sat on it with a 'boom' sound, and the surrounding spiritual energy rushed towards him like an explosion. The Spirit Gathering Formation arranged was more than 10,000 times higher.

"First I got Laojun's Fenghuo futon, and then I got Hongjun Daozu's futon, and each one is more domineering than the other. It seems that I really have a destiny with the futon!"

Xin Han felt that he was soaking in the ocean of aura, as long as he opened his pores, the aura of heaven and earth would automatically flow into the meridian body through the pores.

The moment Xin Han sat on the futon, a strange look flashed in Hong Jun's eyes in Zixiao Palace.

The thatched hut was destined to be destroyed when Buzhou Mountain fell, and the futon would also disappear, but I didn't want Xin Han's intervention to change everything!

Xin Han got the benefit, didn't even think about getting up, and directly greeted Iron Fan and Charlize, asking the two girls to call him again after fifty years, and then went to retreat directly.

Thousands of times the spiritual energy of the world and the outside world poured into his body, and Xin Han's cultivation was growing all the time. Although the Nine Turns Mysterious Art would definitely not be able to break through in a short period of time, the influx of spiritual energy like a sea made him gradually strengthen his body. The physical body strengthened and stabilized the foundation of Jiuzhuan Xuangong.

However, the celestial energy in Xin Han's body grew rapidly. The panda Yuanying, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the mutton, was fully displaying the attribute of being able to accommodate hundreds of rivers, transforming all the incoming spiritual energy into its own celestial mana.

Just fifty years later, when the iron fan awakened Xin Han, the mana in his body had already reached the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, but this increase in mana was too unimaginable and the foundation was not stable.

If Xin Han wants to stabilize the foundation of his realm, at least hundreds of years of hard work will be required.

But he is already very satisfied. This futon is simply made for himself, the panda Yuanying. If ordinary people sit on the futon, although there is a surge of spiritual energy, they cannot use it. He was blown away by the aura and died!

At this time, Xin Han stood up and put the futon into the Qiankun bag, ready to use it at any time when he was practicing, he murmured while putting it away: "Master, you are + something your old man doesn't want, so the apprentice just put it away!"

Hongjun Daozu was comprehending the Dao in Zixiao Palace, when he suddenly opened his eyes, with a smile on his face: "This rascal has a good chance!"

Daozu stood beside Haotian and Yaochi, two male and female Taoist boys. They looked at each other and felt curious. After serving Daozu for many years, this is the first time seeing Daozu smile. It feels quite incredible.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Xin Han put away the futon and went out of the thatched hut to meet the two daughters of Iron Fan. He hugged the two daughters and kept them warm all night. Did you get scared by the vision of spiritual energy like a sea?"

Iron Fan leaned against Xin Han's arms and said in amazement: "When Xianggong retreated, the aura of heaven and earth was as usual, and there was no such thing as a sea of ​​aura!"

Xin Han was startled: "No, how is this possible?"

He took out the futon and let the iron fan sit on it to practice for a while, and he went out to feel it, and there was nothing unusual.

After Iron Fan sat for a while, he stood up with surprise on his face: "What a domineering futon, with the help of my husband, I will definitely be able to aspire to the Golden Immortal of the Great Luo as soon as possible!"

In fact, what Xin Han didn't tell her was that at this time, if he wanted to activate Jie Zi Mi, he could directly increase his mana to the level of Da Luo Jinxian.

Unable to figure out the secret of the futon, Xin Han stopped being persistent, and waved at the two women directly: "Go, take revenge first!" rw