Chapter 156: Red Cloud Death Source Purple Qi

The three of them drank tea and talked about profound thoughts, feeling very comfortable. Hengming was also amazed by the various wonderful ideas about Buddhism and Taoism that the two men from the West had. He felt that there were many subtleties that he had never noticed before. Hengming's words about control over the future, grasp of timing, and supervision of the overall situation also shocked the two men physically and mentally. They felt that this senior brother was indeed the most hidden one.

If we allow this senior brother to plot as he pleases, I'm afraid the entire prehistoric world will be controlled by him.

This made them unconsciously develop a sense of dependence on her, just like Nuwa. If they could become friends with her, they must not offend her, especially since they had offended Heng Ming before. Naturally, they had to repair the rift between them.

Hengming was also happy to hear this. After all, these two people would definitely become saints in the future. There would only be benefits and no harm in making friends with them.

With the three of them working hard, they made the situation very lively in a short while, and Riguang and Yueguang were lucky enough to drink two cups of tea brewed by Hengming.

While the three were discussing Taoism, Heng Ming's mind moved and he unconsciously turned his gaze to the east. The other two did the same.

After a while, Zhunti's face changed drastically and he stood up. Jie Yin also frowned and looked worried, while Heng Ming had a playful smile on his face.

"This Hongyun is really dishonest. He carries the primordial purple energy on his body, but instead of staying in his cave to meditate, he dares to go out. No wonder he was robbed and killed by the demon tribe. It's a pity that Zhen Yuanzi's good intentions were ignored by him. I wonder what the two junior brothers think?"

Hengming's voice reached the ears of the two. Zhunti's face became more and more ugly, and Jieyin's brows became more and more tight, feeling deeply that Hengming's words were very true.

Just now, they were wandering in the void, exploring the way of heaven, and inadvertently saw a strong aura of disaster rising from somewhere in the east. There was also a flash of purple light that appeared and disappeared, which must be a matter of killing.

Originally this was just an ordinary matter and they did not want to interfere. However, their minds were disturbed and they extended their spiritual sense to take a look. They were immediately shocked, or to be more precise, Zhunti and Jie Yin were shocked.

It turned out that the demon clan was stopped by the Taoist clan when they were trying to kill the Ancestral Witch, and they failed. Later, they were ordered not to fight again within 100,000 years. Only then did they manage to keep quiet for a while.

When the leaders of the two tribes of wizards and liches were severely injured and were recovering in seclusion, a person quietly left the Heavenly Palace. It was Kunpeng.

Kunpeng's departure was not a sudden whim, but was intentional.

It was because he had once grabbed a seat in the Zixiao Palace, but Hongyun gave up his seat, which led to Zhunti, Jie Yin and Yuanshi Tianzun attacking him, forcing him to leave.

If that were the case, it would be fine. After all, he just thought it was a preaching position. Although being forced to leave made Kunpeng feel ashamed and angry, it would not make him start a war. It was not until the third sermon that the gods realized that these seats were actually the future holy seats. Immediately, Kunpeng's anger increased a thousand times, and he wished he could grind those people to ashes.

Unfortunately, whether it was Yuanshi Tianzun, Zhunti, or Jie Yin at that time, they had all achieved the status of Hunyuan Golden Immortal and were accepted as disciples by Hongjun. They were of the same blood, and Kunpeng could not afford to offend them, so he vented his anger on the red cloud.

What's more, because Hongyun obtained a ray of Hongmeng purple energy after giving up his seat, Kunpeng hated him even more.

As a demon master, he had countless demons under his command and his information network spread throughout the prehistoric world. After hearing the news that Hongyun had left the palace, Kunpeng immediately left the Heavenly Palace and planned to rob and kill Hongyun to avenge his hatred.

One day, Hong Yun had just left a friend's cave and was about to return to Huoyun Cave to practice, but he did not expect to see that the originally clear sky suddenly changed, and the thousands of beautiful flowers and herbs around him disappeared, leaving only countless cold winds.

A stream of black water floated up in the boundless gloomy wind, and tens of millions of flying peaks hundreds of feet in size spun and danced wildly, looking like sand and gravel in a storm. In addition, countless northern auroras overflowed, showing magnificent colors, which was truly extremely beautiful.

Although Hong Yun was a good old man, he was not a fool. Knowing that he was being ambushed, he immediately took out the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd, shook it in his hand, and immediately scattered clouds of red sand and dust, carrying with him thousands of evil spirits. Countless storms stretched out out of thin air to block the wind with their own strength.

Anything that was washed by the red sandstorm immediately dispersed countless condensed lights, filthy its body, and instantly tore a crack in the black fog in the sky.

Before Hong Yun could leave, he saw a towering palace emerge, immediately blocking the crack. Looking at the appearance of the palace, Hong Yun was shocked and shouted, "Daoist friend Kunpeng, why are you joking with me? Please show yourself!"

This palace was the Demon Master Palace. Hong Yun had seen it before when he attended a banquet in Heaven. It was not unfamiliar to him.
Seeing the Demon Master Palace appear, Hong Yun naturally knew who was stopping him, but he didn't know why Kunpeng wanted to rob and kill him.

All I heard was a series of roaring sounds like those of a night owl, piercing my ears like a devil's sound, piercing my eardrums and shaking my heart.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun has a good memory. He actually remembered me so quickly. I wonder if you can remember things from even longer ago!"

The door of the demon master's palace opened wide, and a Taoist priest wearing a dark green Taoist robe and with a gloomy face walked out. It was Kunpeng.

Seeing Kunpeng's gloomy face, Hongyun suddenly felt ominous. He suppressed his uneasiness and asked, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, why did you set up this formation to plot against me if you are not in heaven or practicing in the North Sea?"

Kunpeng laughed loudly after hearing this, with boundless resentment in his laughter. Then he suddenly stared at Hongyun and said with a strange smile: "I want to practice in Beiming Sea, but there is something I don't have with me. Even if I want to practice in seclusion, I don't know why I should do it. What's the point of practicing in seclusion? I can only ask Daoist Hongyun to give it to me."

Hong Yun felt more and more uneasy when he heard this. Just when he was thinking of pretending to be nice, he unexpectedly saw countless figures of demons emerging from the black clouds around him, each holding an unknown dark green flag in their hands. Vicious scriptures appeared on the flag. He felt something was wrong.

Hong Yun forced a smile and said, "I wonder what Daoist Fellow Kunpeng wants? If I can give it to you, I will definitely not be reluctant to leave."

Kunpeng laughed sinisterly, and his laughter was like a cold wind coming out of the Netherworld, blowing away people's marrow and grinding their bones, and freezing their bodies. "It is the Hongmeng purple qi that only has nine in the prehistoric world! Daoist Hongyun once caused me to lose one, so naturally you must return one to me today!"

Hongyun was struck by lightning. He had long forgotten about giving up his seat, but unexpectedly Kunpeng still remembered it until now.

Logically speaking, he did owe Kunpeng. After all, if he had not voluntarily given up his seat, Zhunti would have had no excuse to knock Kunpeng off his seat. However, the Hongmeng Purple Qi must not be handed over, as it represented the position of a saint in the future. He immediately knew that he had to fight a battle today, and he and Kunpeng would fight to the death.

Kunpeng naturally knew this, and he stretched out his hand and patted the top of his head. Immediately, a dark green and strange Qingyu appeared, and an incomparably huge and strange Dharma image emerged, like a bird but not a bird, like a fish but not a fish, with bird wings but a fish tail, and a fish head but bird feathers. The Dharma image turned over and changed, and in an instant, bursts of cries were heard. A pair of huge wings spread out for 90,000 miles, golden light penetrated the earth, and the wind swept away the remaining clouds. It was a golden-winged Peng bird flying out.

Hongyun was the first spiritual cloud in the prehistoric world to achieve enlightenment. He was born with a knack for flying and his speed was among the top three in the prehistoric world. If he wanted to kill Hongyun, he had to transform into a roc. Otherwise, he couldn't even catch up with him, let alone kill him.

Hong Yun was caught off guard. Seeing the golden-winged Roc approaching, he was about to resist, but unexpectedly the black clouds around him began to stir, and loud shouts were heard, and eighteen six-foot-high dark green flags fell from the sky.

As soon as these large flags appeared, they were arranged into a formation at an incredibly fast speed. The flags unfolded with a rustle of colors, depicting countless shapes of monsters, whether they were the Jinwu Bifang, Yingzhao Jimou, Qiongqi Kaiming, Luwu Taotie, and even the three shapes of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn.

Each shape is lifelike, even vividly moving, performing each stage from small to large, from insignificant to powerful.

Countless shapes emerged from the black cloud and rushed towards Hongyun. Hongyun did not dare to be careless. He immediately slapped the Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd, spewing out endless fiery red magic sand, which turned into a long red river to protect him firmly.

The gourd that Hongyun obtained contained an innate evil spirit, which was comparable to Hengming's Zhuxian gourd.

But different from Hengming who only focused on refining the evil spirit in the Zhuxian gourd, Hongyun, at the request of Zhunti and the other two, went to the West to absorb infinite soul-dispersing magic sand to refine the gourd. Although it lost the innate evil spirit's ability to break through anything, it had a higher degree of restraint against spiritual things.

It's a pity that these monsters have no spirit or soul, and they just rely on instinct to rush towards Hongyun, but they are able to use countless magical skills. The Soul-Dispersing Divine Sand can only break up their forms with its own power, but cannot completely destroy them.

The bodies of these monsters were broken up in one moment, and they immediately transformed again in the next moment with the help of the omnipresent black clouds. Although their cultivation was low, Hong Yun was not good at fighting, and for a while he was beaten into a miserable state.

Before Hong Yun could think of a way to restrain himself, he saw two huge bird claws had already torn through countless protective soul-dispersing divine sands. With just one claw, even though Hong Yun kept resisting, Kunpeng tore off one of his arms, and the blood was dripping, it was shocking.

After a stagger, Hong Yun couldn't even stand steadily, which showed how little experience he had in fighting.

Kunpeng's figure is looming, and only a pair of wings like drooping clouds can be seen appearing and disappearing in the dark clouds. People dare not be careless, but they cannot catch him either.

Hong Yun gritted his teeth and said, "This Hongmeng Purple Qi of mine was given to me by Daozu. If you dare to kill me, not only Daozu, but also my other brothers will not spare you!"

Kunpeng laughed loudly, and a huge bird head appeared in the black cloud. With a mocking smile on its head, it said to Hongyun, "Are you crazy? Daozu only said that this purple energy was obtained by fate. Are you the one with fate? If there is fate, then you would not die in my hands. If there is no fate, then you deserve to die.

Do you really think those senior brothers and sisters will save you? Don't forget, I was also a destined person, why would those senior brothers and sisters save you? Hongyun, just wait to die obediently! "

Another gust of cold wind and bad air passed by. Hong Yun was frightened and had to shake the gourd in his hand again, spraying countless soul-dispersing magic sands. However, the surrounding demons were fearless and rushed forward. It was unknown how much of the magic sand was destroyed.

Hong Yun said angrily: "Kunpeng, you only dare to fight me with the great formation! If you have the guts, fight me head-on. If I die, I will willingly offer this Hongmeng Purple Qi to you!"

Kunpeng laughed again, "What do you think this formation of mine is? This is the Heavenly Demon Transformation Formation, which I created for the demon races in the world after comprehending the River Map and Luoshu for ten thousand years!

No matter how weak the race is, as long as you practice my Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique and enter my Heavenly Demon Transformation Array, you will be able to be reborn and change your race. It is more powerful than the dragon, phoenix and unicorn transformation techniques of the three races of dragon, phoenix and unicorn!

These demon forms are nothing more than the pictures on my eighteen Heavenly Demon Transformation Banners. With just a little spiritual energy, the demon forms can appear. I'm afraid that with your shabby divine sand, you can't destroy all the spirits on my Heavenly Demon Transformation Banners even if you kill them for tens of millions of years. Just wait and see! Hahahahaha!"

How could Kunpeng be so stupid? He could just sit and wait for the fruits of victory to emerge, so why would he have to fight to the death with others?
What's more, although Hong Yun is not good at fighting, he is not without blood. If something goes wrong, he will find the right opportunity to pull him to self-destruct. Even if he doesn't die, he will be half skinned. He is not that stupid.

Hong Yun roared, and in the end he could only defend himself, hoping that his good friend would soon realize the danger and come to save him from the water and fire.
To the west, Mount Sumeru.

Although Kunpeng had blocked the secrets of heaven, Zhunti Jieyin saw the tragedy because of the great cause and effect between him and Hongyun.

If it was just a normal act of giving up seats, then they would naturally have no karma with Hong Yun, but this time giving up seats was related to the choice of the saintly position. Although there was a divine clue and it was predestined, it was undeniable that the two of them did owe Hong Yun a great karma. If they did not repay it in time, I am afraid that their future path would be blocked.

And this is what they are struggling with.

The cause and effect of the Saint Position is very serious. Just relying on them to save Hongyun is not enough to resolve this cause and effect. So although they can rescue Hongyun from danger immediately, they are still a little hesitant.

"Should we go and rescue them?"

Zhunti kept thinking about this matter in his mind, but in the end he could not come up with an idea, so he had to turn his attention to Jie Yin.

Only he knew that his elder brother was a man of great wisdom, but he just didn't like to talk, so he was the one who made the decisions on small matters, but when it came to big matters, it was Jie Yin who made the decisions.

But Jie Yin turned his gaze to Heng Ming and asked softly, "Excuse me, Senior Brother, I wonder if the two of us should go and rescue Hong Yun. Please, Senior Brother, Master?"

Zhunti was shocked, not knowing why Jie Yin wanted to leave the choice of the problem to Heng Ming, but he couldn't help but turn his gaze to Heng Ming. After all, after thousands of years of getting along with each other, Zhunti and Jie Yin knew that their senior brother was an active mind and often gave people a sense of incredibleness.

Seeing that the two were seeking his answer, Hengming naturally would not hide it, nor did he need to hide it. He smiled and said, "If I were your two junior brothers, I would not save Hongyun. Even if this Hongren didn't die, I would find the right time to send him to death."

Heng Ming's shocking words really scared the two of them. After all, they had never thought of sending Hong Yun to death. They only thought about how to repay the cause and effect of the saint position.

Zhunti couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, Senior Brother, why do you want to send Hongyun to die?"

(End of this chapter)