Nuwa Fuxi has a high understanding and has been sorting it out diligently. He has less time to sort out and classify it all the time than Zhuang Xiong. He also knows clearly that he wants and removes all the things that are inconsistent with his own way. The rest is naturally simpler, so he left the pass early. Zhuang Xiong came out of the pass and saw Nuwa Fuxi drinking tea by the stone table at a glance, just like six thousand years ago. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel a illusion of time and space disorder. A real modern man is used to the fast-paced life, but now he has practiced for thousands of years.

Wannian. Especially the countless Yuanhui trapped in Buzhou Mountain, Zhuang Xiong didn't know how he survived it. If he had not protected the merits of Kaitian, he would have gone crazy or committed suicide. He went crazy again and again, and let the merits of Kaitian be sorted out and comforted his mind. After many times, he seemed to have gotten used to it. Now he actually felt that there was no difference between the past few thousand years and the past few days. If this situation was not too similar to six thousand years ago, I was afraid that he would not even feel his own changes?

Seeing that Zhuang Xiong had just left, Fuxi started to be dazed and made fun of him, "What's wrong? Han Xiong, was he stupid after being in seclusion for thousands of years? He couldn't even say anything?" Nuwa also looked at him worriedly, with questions in her eyes.

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel relieved and thought to himself: "Why do I think so much about it? Since I come, I will be at ease. There seems to be nothing wrong with this. I wonder how many people are enviing my opportunities. Traveling through time and immortality. What else can I feel dissatisfied when I go to Zixiao Palace to sit?" So he cheered up and said, "You are so damn sister who dares to make fun of me." He turned to Nuwa and said, "It's been a long time since Nuwa's sister came out of seclusion. I don't know how her cultivation is?"

Fuxi couldn't help but whisper, "I was the first one to come out, why didn't I see you asking?" Unfortunately, neither of them paid attention to him. Nuwa smiled and said, "It's really a great gain. I have entered the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal. I really want to thank fellow Taoists. My brother and sister have practiced hard for hundreds of thousands of years, but they haven't even stepped into the heavenly way until they met fellow Taoists. For more than ten thousand years, they have risen all the way to Taiyi Golden Immortal. This is all the credit of fellow Taoists."

Zhuang Xiong said unswervingly: "Why are Sister Nuwa so polite to me? You can call Brother Han and Brother Cang Xiong, or just call Brother Brother directly. I really can't listen to you calling me fellow Taoist, and you have to thank me."

Nuwa smiled and said, "Then I'm not polite to my brother."

Fuxi couldn't help but burst into anger and shouted, "No! I don't agree! If you call him brother, what am I?"

Zhuang Xiong said disdainfully: "You are a damn girl, you have nothing to do here, so where is the cooler you will go."

Fuxi was furious and rushed up to fight Zhuang Xiong desperately. Nuwa hurriedly stepped forward to hold him in a hurry and comforted him: "Brother, don't be upset. Brother Xiong is also talking quickly. When can we wait for the blood relatives of brothers and sisters? Why should I be angry about this?"

Fuxi snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Zhuang Xiong ignored him at all and said, "Actually, I just pointed a direction. If you have such a big improvement, you can say that you have accumulated so much over the past hundreds of thousands of years, so you can improve so much at once. Besides, you have helped me a lot." Then he said with a shy face: "Sister Nuwa, brother has specially prepared a gift for you this time when he was in seclusion. Do you like it?" Then he took out the full set of equipment refined for Nuwa. The colorful skirt was beautiful and elegant,

Fresh and pure, coupled with the gorgeous and exquisite bracelet, immediately attracted Nuwa's gaze. The face of love and surprise expression made Zhuang Xiongda enjoy. When Nuwa saw the underwear she put together, she immediately knew what it was for with her female intuition. Although she loved it very much, she was eager to try it. However, out of the reserve of women, she didn't know whether she should accept it for a while. She couldn't help but blushed, and her pretty blushing face was dripping with water.

Perhaps Nuwa hesitated for a long time. Fuxi saw Nuwa's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but look at the clothes in Zhuang Xiong's hand in confusion. He couldn't help but blush in an instant, then turned black and turned ferocious, and rushed up screaming. Zhuang Xiong also wanted to move his muscles and bones, so he put the clothes on the table, easily retreated, and had already left a few feet away, saying disdain: "Rude Dead Girl Control."

Fuxi's eyes were red with anger, and while chasing around, he shouted, "You silly bear, I knew you were terrified of your heart for my sister. He even dared to give it that kind of thing, and said, "How do you know the size? Are you peeking at my sister taking a bath? Wow, I'm going to kill you!!! Die for me!!!" I didn't know what was so unsightly scene, Fuxi suddenly had tears on his face, and turned black into beastly transformation. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help rolling his eyes, cursing the dead girl in secret, but he stopped dodging and went up to start fighting with Fuxi.

Seeing that the two of them were fighting fiercely, Nuwa couldn't help but float, then she turned around a few times in an instant, leaned her head and approached the stone table, covered her clothes with her body, then quickly put it away, pretending to be nothing, and left.

Until Nuwa had returned to the room, the two big men stopped at the same time. Fuxi pushed Zhuang Xiong's head with his right hand, his fingers had been inserted into his nostrils, and he held Zhuang Xiong's right leg with one hand. Zhuang Xiong was holding Fuxi's hair with one hand, and the other was slicing Fuxi's legs with the other hand. After the two stopped, they did not separate and still maintained that position. Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "Hehe, it seems that my gift, Sister Nuwa, I liked it very much. It won't take long, just wait to hug your nephew."

Fuxi couldn't help but be furious and said, "What's wrong with my sister likes your clothes? I want to pick up my sister and wait for the next life."

Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "I forgot to tell you that I still have a set of men's clothes in my hand, which is exactly the same as Nuwa's sister. You said, if Sister Nuwa and I wear matching clothes, what would others think?"

Fuxi was furious, let go of Zhuang Xiong's thigh with his left hand, rushed forward and beat him, shouting, "I'll hit you with a lewd embryo! I'll ask you to hit my sister! I'll teach you that you are uneasy! Clothes?! Supporting?! Nephew?! Death..." Zhuang Xiong was not willing to show weakness, and he chuckled and started fighting with Fuxi.

Nuwa blushed in the room. Although she was very careful when taking clothes, what kind of action could escape the scanning of the soul at such a close distance? Nuwa herself knew that it was just a move to cover up her ears and steal the bell, but she really liked this set of clothes. She thought that the two were focused on fighting. Even if they knew that he would not stop after taking clothes, things would fade tomorrow, so they went back to the room after taking them. Who knew that the two knew that it would be fine if they could take clothes, but they actually stopped and even said those unbearable words. Nuwa blushed at first, but as she listened, she couldn't help but turn black, and could no longer bear it, and shouted: "Stop it!" As she said that, she waved her hand and threw the Cangsheng Seal over, instantly turned into the size of the room, and smashed them straight down.

Zhuang Xiong Fuxi looked at each other and dared not hide. He couldn't help but lower his head tragically. With a loud "bang", the two of them were all shot into the earth, and the whole world was purged. Nuwa snorted coldly, and did not take back the seal of the Cangsheng. She closed the doors and windows hard and went to rest.

Knowing that the moon is in the sky, two people crawled out under the seal of the people. The two dared not speak, so Fuxi sent a voice transmission: "When did my sister become so violent? It's so terrible." Zhuang Xiong said: "But it's hard to raise a villain. We know too few women. Maybe all women are like this?" Fuxi pondered for a moment and said: "It's reasonable, but it doesn't matter. My sister will look like this. It must be something other women are even worse." Zhuang Xiong said: "Although Sister Nuwa has a bit of a queen attribute, she is still gentle and cute and understanding. It's probably because we made him angry that she occasionally violent." Fuxi said: "Yes, it's all you, how can you give me so unbearable.

Where is Xi? My sister must be shy. My sister has always been so gentle and kind, and she has only started to be violent since you came." Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "You are so cute like this. Don't you think?" Fuxi nodded, feeling the same. Then he said, "As long as you don't think of my sister, I think my sister is good at anything." Zhuang Xiong couldn't help rolling his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to him, and said, "Go back quickly, my sister will be noticed later. I don't know if she is relieved. If I am alarmed, I don't know how many times your little body can be beaten?" Fuxi was shocked, hurriedly checked Nuwa's door, turned around and nodded to Zhuang Xiong, and hurriedly left.

It was still the sun was still at midnight, and the tea had been set up on the stone table. Zhuang Xiong smiled shamelessly, sat down and drank it. He took out a handful of spiritual fruits and gave it to Nuwa. He also took out a few of them and held them to eat them, just to treat it as breakfast. As for Fuxi, he had been habitually ignored by this guy. Fuxi rolled his eyes helplessly, but Nuwa was still careful and distributed the spiritual fruits in his hand to Fuxi.

Fuxi took a few casually and ate them a few bites, saying, "I said, "I want me to say that our current cultivation is not weak. If we talk about this, it will be of little effect. Should we set out to find Senior Hongjun?"

Zhuang Xiong kept saying, "Wrong, it's not to look for Hongjun, but the Three Pure Ones. Hongjun has great supernatural powers. Maybe he will feel something when we mention his name now, and he can also calculate that we want to look for him. If he wants to see us, then we can see him even if we sit at home. If he thinks it's not the time, then it's useless to try your best to find it, so it's useless to put our goal so high. However, you say that our current cultivation level is almost the same. I agree with this. With our current cultivation level, we can go to the prehistoric world, and what we lack is just experience. It's time to find the Three Pure Ones. If you have any gains in seclusion, you can communicate on the road."

Nuwa asked in confusion: "Is this Hongjun really such a great power?"

Zhuang Xiong said: "You haven't reached that level of cultivation and you will never know how powerful the powers you have at that level, so you just think higher. With our vision and cultivation, no matter how you think, he will only be higher than you think, and will never be a little lower. So what I said is very possible."

Fuxi said: "But I don't know where these three purities are now practicing and what kind of cultivation are they?"

Zhuang Xiong said: "I have checked it. The direction of the Sanqing is in the southeast. There is a famous mountain Kunlun. The Sanqing is rich in blessings. Should we practice in Kunlun. As for the cultivation of the Sanqing? By the way, what kind of cultivation do you think if I was not trapped in Buzhou Mountain, what kind of cultivation should I have now?"

Fuxi was stunned and thought for a while: "I'm afraid he should have entered the legendary quasi-saint realm, right?"

Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated, but I guess the Daluo Golden Immortal cannot escape. As for the quasi-saint, without Hongjun, no one can reach the quasi-saint Taoist realm in the prehistoric world. Perhaps there are magic powers, and even old monsters can achieve the cultivation level, but there are certainly no quasi-saint realm. The quasi-saint realm magical powers are too vast, so the heavenly way needs to be limited. If Hongjun doesn't teach, no one can break through. Of course, this is just my idea and it may not be correct."

Fuxi said: "But what does your cultivation have to do with the Three Pure Ones?"
Chapter completed!