Prehistoric: Dao diary was exposed, and the sky was destroyed

Suddenly, a deep call came into Haotian's ears.

"Haotian, Haotian!"

Haotian who heard this strange voice immediately opened his eyes and looked around, but he didn't see any figure.

But the voice of calling continued to come, making Haotian can't help being surprised.

"Whoever calls me, dare to show up!"

Haotian immediately opened his mouth and shouted.

Finally, the voice became clearer, and it sounded in Haotian's mind: "Haotian, can't you hear my voice?"

Haotian's eyes lit up immediately, the voice was so familiar, Haotian got up quickly and knelt down facing the void.

"Daozu!"

"Daozu, have you left the customs?"

That's right, Haotian recognized that the owner of this voice was Hongjun!
Hongjun's voice sounded again: "I haven't left the customs, this is using my supernatural powers to talk to you!"

"I don't know what the ancestor ordered?"

Haotian couldn't help trembling slightly, and asked quickly.

In fact, Haotian's heart is also in fear, after all, he has an inseparable relationship with the introduction and quasi-tiring of demons.

Haotian is only worried that Hongjun will punish him for this matter.

However, Hongjun didn't mean that, but said: "I'm only in the middle of my retreat, and I won't be able to leave it for a short time, but I know everything about the Three Realms. Jieyin and Zhunti have already become demons, and the Western Sect is about to completely decline. , do you remember how I explained it before retreating?"

Haotian's expression was tense and ugly. Hearing Hongjun's question, Haotian faltered and said: "You...you said that you want me to help the West to prosper."

"However, the West is like this now. It's all because of the futility of guidance and quasi-promotion. If the two of them have requests, I will let the heavens help them with all their strength. I also ask Taoist ancestors to learn from them!"

Haotian immediately shirked it, anyway, now that Yingyin and Zhunti are afraid to see Hongjun again, how to arrange them all depends on Haotian's mouth.

Hongjun's voice became a bit colder, and he said in a deep voice: "Enough, do you pretend that I don't know anything? I don't care about what happened before, but now it has become this scene, you have to do it." Order something!"

Hearing this, Haotian finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried that Hongjun would blame him, but now that Hongjun had spoken, Haotian was no longer worried.

"Ancestor Dao, just as you ordered!"

Haotian quickly kowtowed and said.

Seeing Haotian's appearance, Hongjun's voice finally calmed down, and he said lightly: "The west cannot be completely dissipated. Now there is only a little incense in Lingshan. You have to preserve it. You must prevent the Buddhist scriptures from going to Lingshan!"

Hearing this, Haotian's face suddenly turned ugly, but he knew how much effort he had spent in receiving and guiding him, but he couldn't kill Tang Seng and his disciples.

On the contrary, it also caused heavy losses to the Western Cult. If he made another move in this Heavenly Court, it would probably be destroyed as well!
Seeing that Haotian was silent, Hongjun's voice sounded majestic: "Why? Could it be that you don't want to?"

"No, that's not the case. It's just that the disciple's cultivation base is low, and the strength of the gods in the heavens is even weaker. Those who learn the scriptures are guarded by the teachings, so it is difficult to start. I am afraid that the power of the heavens will be exhausted, and they will not be able to complete what you asked!"

Haotian said with a pitiful look.

Hongjun didn't care about that, and said coldly: "I've made it clear, it's up to you what to do, I'll let Lao Tzu help you!"

"Disciple obey!"

Facing the powerful Hongjun, Haotian didn't dare to say too much, so he could only respond with a depressed face.

Finally, Hongjun's voice suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Haotian got up slowly, slumped on the throne, with an ugly look on his face, thinking to himself:

"This is completely asking me to seek death. Now that Yang Mei and the others have hidden their whereabouts, who in the entire Three Realms would dare to offend Jiejiao?"

"Even if I want to kill Tang Seng and the others, it is difficult to do so, but I have to obey the order of the Taoist ancestor, what should I do?"

After thinking hard, Haotian had an idea in his heart.

Immediately got up, quietly left the heavenly court, and went to the lower realm!

Time passed slowly, and after a few days, there was a sudden noise in Xu Changsheng's cave.

There was only a neighing sound coming from the cave, although many Jiejiao disciples heard it, no one dared to go in and investigate.

After all, this is Xu Changsheng's cave, who dares to break into it!
Inside the cave, Xu Changsheng held a long black whip with a joyful expression, and the whip was emitting a little light.

It was from this whip that the previous neighing sound came from.

I only heard Xu Changsheng whispering to himself: "It's not bad. It looks like this for the first time refining the weapon. This can be regarded as a top-quality acquired spirit treasure!"

That's right, the ink whip in Xu Changsheng's hand was just refined by him, and Xu Changsheng didn't even give it a name.

After testing the power of this ink whip, Xu Changsheng collected it into the system space.

This kind of object is not very useful to him, but when he put away the ink whip, he saw a useless spherical object in the system space.

"Isn't this Nuwa's red hydrangea?"

Xu Changsheng took out the destroyed red hydrangea, frowned, and thought to himself:

"The red hydrangea was destroyed by Nuwa's rescue genius. Presumably, Nuwa already sensed that the red hydrangea was destroyed, so she didn't say a word!"

"It just so happens that I have mastered the art of refining, so I repaired the red hydrangea and returned it to Nuwa, which is also a thank you!"

Xu Changsheng thought in his heart, and immediately continued to escape into the system space with the red hydrangea in his hand, and began to repair the red hydrangea.

Xu Changsheng stretched out his palm, and a ray of emerald green flame burst out from his palm.

This is the fire of weapon refining, which was cultivated by Xu Changsheng through the method of refining weapons, and it is most suitable for refining weapons.

Xu Changsheng flicked the refining fire into the base of the golden stove in front of him, continued to put various objects into the golden stove, and finally put the red hydrangea into it.

It is not easy to repair the top-grade innate spirit treasure like the red hydrangea, even though Xu Changsheng adjusted the time flow rate in the system space.

However, it took five full days to successfully restore the red hydrangea, and there were some accidents during the period, but fortunately, Xu Changsheng was lucky and survived safely.

Looking at the repaired red hydrangea, Xu Changsheng started to play with it in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"Fortunately, there is time acceleration in the system space. Otherwise, it will take several years to repair this thing. It's really incredible!"

But this is normal, after all, this is one of Nuwa's most important magic weapons.

Putting away the repaired red hydrangea, Xu Changsheng suddenly remembered that the diary left behind in the past few days had not been written, and his face could not help showing bitterness.

What a loss!

Temporarily suppressing the matter of presenting treasures to Nuwa, Xu Changsheng took out the supreme avenue diary and the magic pen.

Prepare to finish today's diary first!
Without further ado, he picked up his pen and started writing.

"After comprehension, I realized the art of refining. Nuwa destroyed the red hydrangea to save the master before, and it just happened to be repaired in the past few days!"