Chapter 232: Kong Sheng of Fire Cloud Palace

When the powerful energy torrent generated by Dayu's self-destruction twisted the space within a few miles around it, a continuous and majestic garden and palace fantasy appeared in front of me.

These scenes were shocked to be hidden and in the void. To be precise, they were hidden and in the void. What I didn’t expect was that this palace was actually called ‘Huoyun Palace’.

Who doesn’t know the famous “Huoyun Palace” for those who understand the ancient Chinese myths and legends? What’s the point of being a cultivator like me? Besides, how much magical powers are needed to be able to directly hide this huge “Huoyun Palace” in the Hongmeng void?

It can be imagined that with my cultivation of Taoism and mind, I was also shocked.

Could it be that the legendary Three Saint Emperors behind Dayu are Fuxi, Emperor Yan and Emperor Xuanyuan in the Fire Cloud Palace?

Funny and interesting!

My mind was instantly restrained. When I looked up, I saw that the auspicious mist was lingering around the Fire Cloud Palace, and the auspicious light was lingering. All the golden jade steps were filled with golden turbans, and the fragrance was covered with mist...

"Oh my God! The Fire Cloud Palace is actually here..."

"Three Emperors..."

"God! Buddha! It's such an eye-opener."

“…”

The practitioners following me all burst into an uproar. They were stunned and then whispered, as if the Fire Cloud Palace appeared here made them feel incredible.

Could it be said?

This Fire Cloud Palace has not been born for many years?

Otherwise, these people would not behave like this... Think about it, the legendary Thirty-Three Heavens and Earth Immortal Realm all collapsed and transformed into countless planets, and it is definitely not easy for Fire Cloud Palace to be preserved under the shattering of the Heavenly Way.

After all, Fuxi, Emperor Yan and Emperor Xuanyuan of the Fire Cloud Palace do not have the realm of the Great Dao Supreme Hunyuan Daluo Saint. Although their cultivation is a line away from the supreme Taoist fruit, this line of separation determines that they still cannot escape the disaster for billions of years.

At this moment, my green elixir cauldron gradually stabilized.

Under the sensation of the innate primordial consciousness, I clearly realized that the green and green elixir tripod had been refined and absorbed by Dayu's Nine Continent Divine Tripod, and especially the subtle evolution of the ancient nine continents, which made the green and green elixir tripod closer to the top magic weapon.

Green Pill Cauldron! What kind of magic weapon will you become if you finalize it?

Looking forward very much!

I smiled slightly, and with my thoughts, I put away the green elixir tripod, and at the same time I put away the green elixir stick in my hand. These two magic weapons, the green elixir tripod, can be said to have witnessed my life in cultivation, and the original form of the green elixir stick, the divine wood pole in the center of the 94-four feet of the Qingzhou Province in China, has witnessed countless countless disasters in the world.

The formation of these two great magic weapons, coupled with the uniqueness of my Taoist practice career, combined with a faint omen of this future, my intuition tells myself that all this is not arranged by a certain Daluotian saint, but everything, ultimately in line with the operation of the supreme Tao.

Maybe, this is what is called a fixed number!

In my mind, these thoughts flashed like a flash of light...

My hands naturally came behind me, looking at the vast mountain palace in the void in front of me, thinking that since Dayu is finished, I would rather go back early.

Even though Dayu's backstage is the Three Saints Emperors of Huoyun Palace, what does it have to do with me, Zhang Santong?

When I was curious about watching it, I would go back to Xiaoyaoxing to hold his son and play.

So, the practitioners and spaceships in the distance began to approach Huoyun Palace, but I turned around and planned to leave here.

Sudden!

"%-**%" I couldn't tell what it sounded like. Just as I turned around, the gate of the main hall of the Huoyun Palace, which was dozens or hundreds of meters high, suddenly opened.

At the same time, a sound of old but extremely dull sound came into my ears.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, please stay!"

I saw the monks following who opened their mouths wide, and their eyes were either incredible or sudden.

"It's Saint Kong!"

"Ah! It turns out it was him!"

“…”

It is obvious that among these monks, some people knew the old man who spoke with my back to him. From their noise, the identity of this old man seemed to be about to emerge.

Saint Kong?

Who else can be called this by others besides Confucius who appears in the middle school textbook? The Confucian saint who has 3,000 disciples and 72 wise men is also a cultivator.

Daji and the Queen Mother of the West once told me that the Taoist tradition passed down by the Three Saints of Fire Cloud Palace on earth was the Confucianism that was popular in China for thousands of years. Confucius was respected by the people on earth to be a Confucian saint. The beginning of Confucianism can be traced back to King Wen of Zhou, who was guided by the Lord of the Secretariat, the leader of the Secretariat of the Temple of the Emperor of the Temple of the Emperor, Lingbao Tianzun, and Fuxi, one of the Three Saints of Emperors.

In this way, the Huoyun Palace is hidden in this Hongmeng void, which is likely to be the method of the Daluotian Saint, the leader of the Xuan Cult of the Shangqing Realm.

Thinking of this, the Fire Cloud Palace, Confucianism, and Lingbao Tianzun began to prepare for this infinite catastrophe after the Battle of the Gods. I suddenly felt that things seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

Some of the things I felt before were gradually connected clearly.

Turning around gently, Confucius's appearance entered my eyes.

I saw him look like a seventy-year-old man, his face was like a baby, his hair and beard were as good as snow, his body was dressed in a Confucian costume and his head was like a scarf, and he held a crystal bamboo slip in his hand, which looked like an ancient Chinese master on earth.

This Confucian saint has a very good appearance. The golden boy and the jade girl hold the banner behind her, and the jade girl both praises her wishes, which is so cool!

Tsk tsk!

Looking at everyone's scenes, and thinking about my own shabbyness, I feel so ashamed! Looking at Confucius, I asked softly: "I don't know what Saint Confucius has to offer."

As soon as I said that, some of the sounds around me disappeared and became quiet.

"Since my friend can get here, he is considered to be a fate with this Fire Cloud Palace. Why not come in and talk about Taoism and discussion?"

Confucius' gentle voice came to my ears again, as soft as the spring breeze. If a monk with a slightly worse mind, I am afraid that even the thought of rejection will not rise.

Good guy, I can be sure that his cultivation is a thread from the supreme path. I am worthy of being a Confucian saint with extraordinary cultivation.

However, why didn't this Saint Kong mention the fact that the Huoyun Palace appeared in front of me? Judging from his appearance, the King of Dayu, who had just been here after a short time, seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Is Dayu like an ant in his eyes? Or is there another reason?

"Oh……!"

I smiled silently, thinking that since someone asked me to invite me, it would be nice to go to the Fire Cloud Palace to take a look. The word "timidity" disappeared after I practiced Taoism.

My body slowly flew over, and at the same time he smiled: "Since Saint Kong said that, Zhang Santong is very honored. It is better to obey his orders than respect."

"good……!"

Confucius smiled loudly and turned sideways to make a gesture of invitation. At the same time, the cloud bridge at the foot of Confucius extended to me.

After stepping onto the Cloud Bridge, Confucius and I walked side by side and headed towards the Fire Cloud Palace.

Behind them, the monks argued:

"Who is that young man?"

"It looks amazing, but he actually destroyed King Dayu."

"Yes! I heard that it's called Zhang Santong."

"The primitive star from the earth..."

“…”

Gradually, when I approached the Fire Cloud Palace, the noise behind me disappeared suddenly, but in my perception, I clearly saw the monks behind me discussing with each other.

It is indeed the place where the quasi-sanctuary is located, and such supernatural powers are truly extraordinary.

I sighed secretly and walked into the Fire Cloud Palace. I saw the sacred bird, colorful phoenix flying around, dancing cranes flying phoenixes, as if infinitely large, and the distant place was even more lively.

"Isn't it a saying to learn and practice it from time to time? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? Isn't it a gentleman if people don't know it?"

As you pass by, you can see Confucian scholars shaking their heads and not hearing about foreign affairs everywhere, and concentrate on reading the simplicity in your hands. In the sky, the colorful colors are floating and the purple mist is lingering.

I swept my mind and found that there were more than 3,000 Confucian scholars, and their cultivation was all Daluo Golden Immortal.

Along the way, countless figures of fairies were greeted by floating and whistling thrones. They all had slender fingers as delicate as tender croakers, fair skin as cream, beautiful necks as croakers, teeth as gourd seeds, and straight eyebrows, with square eyebrows. A slight smile on the dimples, and beautiful eyes looking at them.

What a wonderland!

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you can come here from Primitive Star, and in less than thirty years, your cultivation is so amazing. You are really a great Taoist genius!"

Confucius stroked his beard and said to me with a smile.

It is obvious that he knows my identity and origin clearly. Is the original star, what do people call the earth here?

I smiled slightly and said casually: "There is a sage from Confucius."

"Ha ha!"

Confucius smiled again, and then took me into a hall.

I saw that there were desks and bookshelfs inside, rows of jade slips shining brightly, and the ground and top of the hall were the innate Bagua diagram.

When I entered the Fire Cloud Palace, my mind was always careful to observe the surroundings. After all, when I arrived in this strange place, if this clone was trapped or destroyed by others, then my cultivation would be greatly weakened. It is one thing not to be timid, but it is another thing to be reckless.

Fortunately, the aura was peaceful along the way, without a trace of killing energy, and the same was true in this hall.

But when I, a cultivator who was once a cultivator, even before I was a killer, my murderous aura was completely restrained and I could not reveal my slightest, so I still dared not relax completely.

strangeness!

Under my divine light, I did not find the positions of the three sage emperors in the legend. Could it be that Fuxi, Yan Emperor and Xuanyuan were not here?

Or can't even discover their aura in my current Taoist practice?
To be continued...