Chapter 200: Fudge too old gentleman

In the lotus cave, the red boy is refining the burning sky and purple fire.
Compared with the six divine fires, Burning Purple Fire is more difficult to refine.
It is not that Burning Purple Fire is more powerful than Liuding Divine Fire, but because it is a brand new flame, completely different from Liuding Divine Fire.
Although the Liuding Divine Fire did not come into contact with Red Boy, after all, there were many similarities with the Samadhi Real Fire that Red Boy had mastered, otherwise he would not have been selected by the Supreme Master as the alchemy flame.
Although it took a little longer, fortunately, there was no danger, Red Boy successfully refined.
At the last moment when the flames merged, the original red, black, gold, and purple flames were left with only two flames mixed with purple and red.
A wave of terrible fluctuations radiated from the flames, which made people feel terrible.
"Watch me break through."
Hong Hai'er yelled and swallowed the flames abruptly.
In the next moment, fierce flames poured out from his body, enveloping him.
After a short while, an aura far stronger than before erupted from the flames, and the flames burst like rain, shooting wildly around.
Taishang Laojun's face changed slightly, and a series of mysterious magic arts flew out of his hand to strengthen the seal he placed.
He didn't expect that the newly condensed flame of Red Boy was more terrifying than he thought.
However, Lao Jun Taishang's move seemed to be a little redundant. Before the flames touched the protection, the red boy inside made a long roar, and the flames flew upside down like rain, disappearing into his body.
"Is this how Taiyi feels, it is really powerful."
The flame dissipated, revealing the red boy's figure, looking no change, but in the center of his eyebrows, there was a pattern of purple and red entwined together.
Clenching his fist and feeling the strength in his body, Hong Haier ran over in surprise.
"Father, how about it, my child, let you be upright, if there is any other fire, give me something."
"No, but if you want, godfather will find someone else to point you."
Looking at Red Boy with a smile, Taishang Laojun said with a smile.
For him, it's just a matter of effort, and you can get some treasures at will.
He mainly wanted to see how far Red Boy could reach, and he was very curious about the methods Red Boy mastered.
He was also a saint, but he didn't know who had researched this method of fusing flames in the Three Realms.
"Hey, thank you father."
Hong Hai'er was so happy, and he was so happy to agree, this father didn't call for nothing.
He smiled and shook his head to indicate don't mind, Taishang Laojun asked about the origin of Red Boy's practice.
"This one……"
Hong Hai'er couldn't help but look at Yang Xiao, the shopkeeper told me not to talk?
"I gave the exercises. I got it from an old man holding a bamboo stick."
"The old man said that my bones are amazing, the sky is full, and it must be extraordinary. I will be a savior in the future. He said that he is going to give me the important task of saving the world. I believe him a ghost.
Knowing what Hong Hai'er meant, Yang Xiao took the conversation and started talking seriously.
About the bookstore, he still didn't dare to let the saint know, so he could only tell a lie to deceive the old man.
The old man he was talking about was not just a foolish break, but described it in the image of Hongjun.
He had read the book Fengshen before. In the book, Hongjun is an old man with a bamboo stick. It doesn't matter whether he is or not, it's right to take it anyway.
"Oh, the old man with a bamboo stick?"
Hearing that, the old man of the supreme looked at Yang Xiao in surprise, and he was able to give this kind of exercises. It was still this image. How could he be a quasi-sage!
In such a comparison, very few can match the number!
Knowing that just holding a bamboo stick in one's hand, it might not be possible for the old gentleman to meet the master, Yang Xiao continued to make up.
"By the way, when I met the old man, he pretended to recite a few lines of poems, as if it was something like'High lying nine layers of clouds, the futon is Daozhen, outside the heaven and the earth, I'm the master teacher' or something. It's like that, but I don't listen to his nonsense. Although I read less, I am not that easy to deceive."
Yang Xiao, who had finished the nonsense, looked at Taishang Laojun secretly, and realized that Taishang Laojun was confused by his words.
After a long time, Lao Jun, who had recovered from his senses, stepped forward to Yang Xiao's side and grabbed Yang Xiao's arm with excitement.
"Teacher, what did the teacher say to you?"
"What teacher, where's the teacher, is the old man."
Of course Yang Xiao knew what Taishang Laojun meant, but pretended not to hear it, pretending to be confused.
Laojun Taishang eagerly said: "Just what you said, old man."
With an excitement, Laojun Tai almost followed Yang Xiao as an old man. The corners of his mouth twitched and he almost slapped Yang Xiao on his head with anger.
This boy, what kind of old man, is called so fluently, that is his master, Dao Zu Hongjun, the real Dao Zu, he is just a fake, and others respect him as him.
"Ah, that's the magic stick. He fooled me and said that he would save the world, and threw me a lot of treasures of various techniques and magic powers, and asked me to give it to someone who is destined."
"Although the magical powers of those exercises are not fake, I still feel that he is fooling, and I don't look at my strength. It's true that my scum cultivation base can save the world."
Yang Xiao, who pretended to be suddenly enlightened, continued to babble, showing a face full of disdain.
The dazed Taishang Laojun asked: "Anything else, did he let you pass something?"
Yang Xiao was stunned, his eyes lit up slightly, the fellow Taishang Laojun really believed it, wouldn't it be okay?
Yang Xiao, who thought it was feasible, pretended to think for a while, and said: "That's right, the old man said let me tell some of his disciples to tell them not to settle for the status quo, not to be greedy for pleasure, to be enterprising, to have a foresight."
"Teacher means to blame a few of us, is it too easy? But we don't know how to go on the road above the saint. After so many years, little progress has been made."
After hearing Yang Xiao's words, the corner of Taishang Laojun's mouth showed a bit of bitterness.
He didn't doubt Yang Xiao's words, Hongjun's image, how many people this world knew.
Moreover, "Lying high with nine layers of clouds, the futon is Daozhen, outside the heaven and the earth, I am the master teacher", how can anyone know the words of the teacher.
The only explanation is that the young man in front of him has really seen their master.
Seeing Taishang Laojun, who was grinning bitterly at himself, the Monkey King and others were stunned.
The owner deserves to be the owner, that's okay, a few foolish words can make Daozu like this.
They don't know what Hongjun is, but they do know that the owner must be fooling around.
Similar things have not happened before, and the shopkeeper’s words cannot be fully believed.
The vast chaotic sea, vast and boundless, here is a place to transcend the Three Realms.
The saints are hidden from the world, and the Three Realms do not appear, they have not disappeared, but they have come to the chaotic sea above the Three Realms.
The Three Realms, which had been torn apart by the ancient Lich War, made the Three Realms even worse.
All the saints who are aware of the problem, for the sake of the safety of the Three Realms, agreed not to do anything, and hide into the chaotic sea together.
At this moment, in the center of the Chaos Sea, in a palace that stood tall, allowing the chaos to wash away without any damage, an old man with white beard and hair and closed eyes meditating slowly opened his eyes.
"The teacher blames us for being content with the status quo, greedy for pleasure, not enterprising?"