Vol 2 Chapter 74: Shame must be mentioned!

Chapter 74—Quite mention of shame!
The news of Hongyun's sanctification quickly spread throughout the world of flood and wasteland. From below the sanctification site, everyone could hear clearly, and now they were preparing to go to the lower mountain to listen to the sermon. Watch 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Network
After all, there are few opportunities for sages to preach. Except for human races, other races have rarely contacted sages. Except when Hongjun Daozu preached in Zixiao Palace, there was no other.
And Hongjun's preaching set the field 33 days away, and the realm below Taiyi Jinxian couldn't enter at all.
What Hong Jun said was a self-exhibition of heaven, profound and obscure, and several people could hear many.
Therefore, the impact of Hongjun's preaching in the whole flood was not great. In contrast, Hongyun's preaching can go regardless of the type of cultivation, which is a great gospel for all beings.
In this way, in the mood of anticipation, the Honghuang sentient beings spent more than 3,000 years.
Somewhere in the flood-waste world, there is an eight hundred-foot-tall giant sitting on the ground with his hands folded under his belly, his eyes closed, and his face stern.
This man had a large jade-like bow on his back, and the aura of light flashed on it. On his side, there is an quiver containing ten red gold arrows.
This man is the heir of the Wu tribe.
However, 490 said that Houyi had been looking forward to being able to become a great witch since he obtained the Fallen God Bow and ten Falling Stars, and then cast the Fallen God Bow to see if he could send a Fallen Star to the sun.
At this moment, he is practicing. Today, he is only half a step away from the realm of the great witch. With a little epiphany, after crossing the threshold, he can become a realm of the great witch.
Houyi sitting on the ground, there is no gas machine on the body linked to the floodland, regardless of each other. Watch 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Network
The Witch tribe is made of chaotic turbid gas combined with Pangu's essence and blood, and the ear earth is made by the turbid air when Hongmeng first judged. It is because the Wu clan and the earth have a natural feeling of intimacy. Most of the cultivation methods of the Wu clan also rely on the power of the earth to practice.
Houyi sat still for thirty-three years like this, and his breath became stronger and stronger.
On this day, the place where Houyi was sitting, there was a transpiration of the earth's breath, surrounded by Caixia.
Houyi's momentum was fluctuating, high and low, and a chaotic burst of power turned around.
Immediately after listening to the thunderous sound of thunder, the true body of Houyi suddenly trembled, crackling as if his bones were ringing.
"Ha!" Hou Ji Yangtian Xiaoxiao, his body full of energy, immediately jumped up.
I saw that his nearly thousand feet of gold body seemed to be greatly stimulated. After a crackling sound, Houyi's body suddenly skyrocketed. So far, the size of the three thousand feet was flowing.
Houyi stood up and looked at his true body of three thousand feet, and he couldn't help showing his surprise: "I finally became the great witch!"
As he said, he couldn't help but clenched his fists and felt the thick power of the body like the earth, and Hou Yi was even more surprised.
Immediately he seemed to think of something, reached out and took the Fallen God's bow from his back, and put it in his hand to watch it back and forth.
"Falling Sun God Bow ..." Looking at this Ruyu Supreme Bow, Hou Ji's eyes flashed a strange look.
A moment passed, he caught a falling star, and he took the bow with one hand, pulled the string with a hand, and pulled hard.
It just shocked him!
Even if he now has the realm and power of the big witch, it is absolutely impossible to pull the bow of the fallen full.
I saw Houyi's face turned red, but he opened the bowstring less than three points.
A few moments later, Houyi still failed to pull the bow full. Looking at it in the past, even not even five Chengdu, roughly only about 30%.
After seeing this, Houyi couldn't help showing his unwillingness, and then gritted his teeth, and said, "I won't believe it." In other words, he held the bowstring with both hands, the palm of his hand shined with light, and at the same time propped the bow with his feet, but Use the power of milk.
"Crunching—" With such strenuous pull, the bow of the Fallen God's bow suddenly expanded a lot, roughly how much.
But when he looked at it, he found that, even so, the bowstring of the Fallen God's bow still only opened 50% of the bow, and no more.
The hindquarters trembled, shocked by the incredible quality of the bow.
"Is it really like the predecessor said that under the saint, no one can pull this fallen bow to full strings ..." Houyi's eyes flashed a little confusion, and then converged.
Just as he was about to retract his hands and feet and release the bow and arrow, his hand trembled unexpectedly, and the falling star Yak that rested on the bow of the sun-stretching was magnificent, and was immediately wrapped in the mighty thunderous might. Shoot out and head straight into the distance.
"No!" Houyi was shocked when he saw this.
Moreover, since Hongyun intends to open an altar for preaching under the mountains of the Zhou Dynasty, the two western saints thought that he wanted to establish a sect, and was worried about it, so he planned to destroy Hongyun's sermon.
But all sentient beings yearn for a little tricks and tricks. After all, they saw Hong Huangsheng's souls rush to the bottom of the mountain and waited for Hongyun to preach without any influence from the outside world.
In this way, the lead and quasi-tipping were suddenly distressed, anxious and sad.
On this day, Zhunti stepped on Xiangyun, with a sad look on his face, walking for nine days.
"Well ... now even Hongyun has become a saint, and I still have to open an altar to preach. Is there really no buddy in my Buddhism ..." Zhun Ti's eyes flashed a blankness, and his face was full of sorrow. .
He shook his head, as if to dispel thoughts.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden scream of thunder from the sky, and there was a sound of thunder and thunder, as if the thunder was rolling in, the momentum was surging.
As a surprise, before he could react, an arrow wrapped around some mighty power.
The arrow was lightning fast, and it was here in an instant.
"boom--"
Just listening to the loud noise, the light thunder beating, the smoke and dust bursting, the Junyuan saint Zhunti was shot right by this arrow.
Unexpectedly, he was shot by this inexplicably powerful flying bird. Although his saint's cultivation will not be greatly damaged, a wolf howling is inevitable.
When the smoke settled, Zhunti's figure appeared.
I saw the clothes on his body burst into several places, holding the arrow in one hand, his face was full of gloom.
I don't know why, the sky-shaking arrow shot over, but Zhun mentions that it looks like a gray-headed face, and there are several dusts on his face, which looks quite funny.
"Huh!" He snorted, "I'll see, what a shameless deed did a good job! He shot me!"