After a long time, Li Song was exhausted and looked back at Xuanmu Island.

At this moment, I am just a child who is wandering outside and suffering from vicissitudes of life. I have never missed the peace of that family so much!

Li Song did not want to alarm all the people, so he quietly escaped into Xuanmu Mansion. However, as soon as he entered the mansion, he saw Yunxiao wearing a pale yellow figure facing the window, with a frown on his eyebrows, and a faint dark hatched in the Chuzhong, looking out the window with a melancholy face. The Hunyuan Jin Dou, which had never been left before, was also thrown aside and stayed quietly.

A warm feeling surged in Li Song's heart, and he walked gently towards Yunxiao, and finally alarmed Yunxiao. Yunxiao suddenly woke up and turned around. Seeing Li Song, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged Li Song tightly.

Yunxiao felt Li Song's heartbeat and murmured: "Brother, you have to promise Yunxiao that no matter where you go next time, you will take Yunxiao with you, can you?"

Yunxiao also noticed the danger of Buzhou Mountain.

Li Song hugged Yunxiao's soft jade and warm fragrance with one hand, and gently stroked Yunxiao's soft beauty with the other hand. Without saying a word, he nodded heavily.

The next day, Li Song summoned all the disciples to discuss matters.

In the conference hall, Houyi and Chang'e were in seclusion and healing their wounds, and they could not come out for hundreds of years; Cangjie was traveling abroad and returned home, but the opportunity for quasi-saint has been around for thousands of years, and there is still no place at all. Han Fei retired to the mountains and forests, and he didn't know when he could reappear in the world.

The originally compact conference hall suddenly emptied the four seats in the front row, making people look very sad. After the salute, Li Song looked at the disciples one by one and secretly said that he had always accepted disciples very strictly, but every time he accepted a disciple, he treated it as his own child, and taught with all his heart that he had lost anyone in this god-giving disaster, and he couldn't bear to let go. Now he still has to knock it carefully, so as not to make any mistakes into eternal regrets.

Although he had done everything he had done, he was not omnipotent. The dangerous future of Xuanmu Island was far beyond his imagination. For example, this time Han Fei's incident, Houyi and Chang'e, the husband and wife had infinite merits and were in the hell of reincarnation. With the care of the ancestor witch Houtu, he was still so seriously injured. If the two were in other places, they would probably have been on the list of Gods together.

At this moment, Li Song felt a little sympathized with the Primitive Heavenly Lord, the saint of Earth Yuqing who was known as the best guardian of the prehistoric world.

"When I was a teacher in the past, when I discussed the enthronement of the gods with the saints in the Taoist ancestor Hongjun Zixiao Palace, in addition to filling in dozens of simple roots and bones on the list of the gods, most of the names on the enthronement of the gods were empty!" Li Song said loudly: "Now the enthronement of the gods is at a critical moment. Either you die or I die. First, the entire army of the Shushan Sect in the Earth's cultivation was wiped out. Then the quasi-holy Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was on the list of the gods. Now, even the Jing Zhenyuanzi, who had heard the innate Wu Earth in the Taoist ancestor Hongjun Zixiao Palace in the past, passed away..."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness flashed through Li Song's heart. Then he shouted sternly to the disciples: "The world is impermanent. Only those who are cautious can keep it alone! You should know that you think twice before doing everything in the future. Do not seek merit or make mistakes. If you are not careful, you will be a place that will never be restored. No one can save you!"

Xuanmu Island fought alone in Buddhism and Taoism. It can be said that it was a great victory. The disciples also felt a little exaggerated. At this moment, when they heard Li Song's words, they were like Huang Zhong Dalu. They were all in their hearts. They were all in a hurry and bowed to Li Song and said, "We will follow the teacher's instructions!"

After all, everyone's future is decided by the host. Li Song did not want to speak much. After asking about the progress of the Song army's attack on the Jin land by Gaoming and Gaojue brothers, he ordered everyone to prepare for the war. He signaled Yunxiao to bring his disciples back to his house. In the huge meeting room, only Li Song and Kong Xuan were left.

Li Song looked at Kong Xuan's ever-changing edges and corners, so handsome that he had almost no flaws on the ground. He remembered the first encounter between the two in Buzhou Mountain. He was just a little peacock who could not move or wander all day long. Kong Xuan was just a little peacock who was tortured by the storm and rain.

Who would have thought that this tree and bird, one is the essence of the innate Jiamu, who became the fourth master of Xuanmu Island, who gathered the innate Five Elements essence, and the holy father of the human race. The other is the son of the phoenix bird in the prehistoric world, who created the Confucian lineage to continue the process of civilization of the Dongsheng Shenzhou for thousands of years.

Who can know at that time? Because of the encounter between this tree and a bird, in the process of the three realms of heaven and earth opened up by the great god Pangu, the protagonist of the three realms of heaven and earth was born, and the remnants of the two lich tribes that were rampant in the vast world, and there are too many changes...

Li Song stood up at the entrance of the aisle, watching the ebb and flow of the East China Sea outside Xuanmu Island, the clouds in the sky rolled and unfolded, and said with emotion: "Brother, billions of years have passed, and when I think back now, it's just a blink of an eye!"

Kong Xuan stood beside Li Song, looking at the green-robed Taoist who was both a father and a brother. When he thought of Li Song’s care for him for billions of years, he was instantly moved and said, “Kong Xuan was able to follow his brother step by step in the wind and rain for billions of years. It is really God’s pity to me!”

Li Song smiled, turned his head, held Kong Xuan's hand, and said, "There is another big thing in Xuanmu Island right now. You and my brothers need to work together to survive it safely!"

A big event naturally refers to the matter of the great catastrophe of the gods.

While Kong Xuan was about to speak, he saw Li Song holding his hands warm and a purple light flashed. Then the faint and chaotic aura filled his body, swam rapidly across his eight extraordinary meridians, with his limbs leaning down, and lazily feeling that he felt particularly comfortable.

With Kong Xuan's ability, how could he not know what happened? It must be that Li Song gave the ancestor Hongjun the moment he held his palm, and gave him the only opportunity to become a saint in the three realms today.

Below the saints, there are ants! Kong Xuan has always been arrogant and arrogant, and even those saints do not take them in his heart, so naturally he does not want to be called by others as ants. However, the seven saints under the Taoist ancestor Hongjun's sect have been settled, and although Kong Xuan is not convinced, he has no choice but to do anything.

Unexpectedly, I actually got the Hongmeng purple aura like this. Even though Kong Xuan had been practicing for billions of years, he was as quiet as water and calm as he was calm, and he couldn't help but feel excited at this moment.

But Kong Xuan immediately calmed down and frowned and said, "Brother, no! This Hongmeng purple qi is the brother's belonging. If you want to become a saint, you should be the brother who will do it. What kind of virtue can I, Kong Xuan?"

Kong Xuan had known that Li Song had the Hongmeng purple aura, but he thought that Li Song would not become a saint for a long time because Han Fei (Hongyun) had never ended cause and effect. Unexpectedly, Li Song had now ended cause and effect and gave the Hongmeng purple aura to himself with his backhand.

"No one in this world is more suitable for brothers to take this Hongmeng purple qi than brothers. Why do you have to think too much about it?" Li Song looked at Kong Xuan and pondered: "Actually, when my brother was creating Confucianism, I wanted to send this Hongmeng purple qi to you to help you become a saint. However, it was delayed at that time because of the cause and effect of Hongyun. Fortunately, it was not too late now!"

Li Songfu turned his head and looked at the distant void, which was vast and vast, as if it contained endless vitality, but it seemed like there was nothing.

"In the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, the single one is yang, and the two ones are yin. Therefore, it starts with one, is born with three, is full with five, and is nine, but the seven characters are not given the meaning. Can brothers know the reason for this?" Kong Xuan was thinking about what Li Song's natural way, but he did not directly answer.

Although Kong Xuan did not understand why Li Song mentioned this, he thought about it and replied: "The Taoist ancestor Hongjun has three thousand great ways, including the heavenly paths of heaven, and one of them is 7,799. This seven characters may be the summary of the Taoist ancestor Hongjun's heavenly path!"

Li Song nodded and said, "Brother said that the earth is exactly the way. In the Taoist ancestor Hongjun's heavenly way, seven are the way. Therefore, under the Taoist ancestor Hongjun's heavenly way, there should be seven saints. One more must be one less, and one less must not be less!"

In fact, it is not just that there are seven saints under the sect of Daozu Hongjun. The three thousand demons of Demon Zuluo are also dominated by ignorance, anger, anger, sadness, hatred, fear, and resentment. There are seven personal disciples under the sect of Li Song. Is this just a coincidence?

Kong Xuan was shocked when he heard Li Song say this. Li Song gave himself the opportunity to become a saint. Wouldn't he be the saint of the Taoist ancestor Hongjun? As Kong Xuan flicked his fingers, the Hongmeng purple aura appeared in his palm with a "single". Kong Xuan said: "Since that's it..."

Li Song waved his hand and interrupted Kong Xuan's words, asking Kong Xuan to take back the Hongmeng purple aura and said, "Brother, don't worry, it's okay to be able to achieve the position of saint for your brother!"

After a pause, Li Song said lightly: "Since the innate five elements gathered together in my brother's body, I have never been the one who is the ancestor Hongjun Hongjun in the heavenly way..."

Looking at Kong Xuan's puzzled expression, Li Song didn't say much, but just lifted the reincarnation staff in his hand, and a five-color light flashed across the reincarnation staff!
Chapter completed!