Zhuang Xiong originally thought that he would have been in seclusion for ten thousand years. At that time, the last one came out of seclusion, but he didn't expect that the Sanqing did not come out of seclusion. But he couldn't help but feel relieved. The Tao Te Ching I got was just a broken book after all. Although Zhuang Xiong also liked the Tao Te Ching quite a bit, he bought a book and kept it at home and took a look. However, this guy didn't have the patience to memorize it all, and he only had a few words. I realized that the Tao Te Ching had a great relationship with his future great way. He was obsessed with it and was determined to organize it. The original was similar to that of me.

The cause and effect that Zhuang Xiong knew was even more chaotic, and the most common one was this guy's guess, so the original work was even more complicated. As for Tongtian, this guy didn't know what wonderful ideas he had in Zhuang Xiong, and he had a lot of fun while he was having fun. Besides, since he knew that practicing the physical body was not useless, of course, he also had to carefully consider it. Although he did not check Zhuang Xiong's physical body magical powers, with the arrogance of the Three Pure Ones, he didn't think that Zhuang Xiong had anything worth learning from. It is estimated that the three of them would not come out of seclusion until the Nine Turns Xuan Gong was born.

After Zhuang Xiong thought about it, he saw that Zhen Yuanzi and Fuxi Nuwa were not surprised at all. It seemed that they should be like this. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. It was because he had too many ideas. Even if these people practiced, they could have a ten thousand-year retreat. They were used to it. They didn't look like themselves. They felt that ten thousand years had been surprisingly long. They had to guess the idea of ​​the Three Pure Ones. What they were doing was really asking for trouble.

Fuxi, who saw Zhuang Xiong coming out of the pass, couldn't help but shout, "Come on, Han Xiong, now I am in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, and I will fight me for 300 rounds."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but snorted coldly and said, "Now my physical realm is quasi-saint. With your small body, I don't use magical powers. I'm afraid you can't last for three rounds. Do you think I'm coaxing the child?"

Fuxi was hit hard and immediately lowered his head and stopped talking. Nuwa quickly comforted him softly, and said to Zhuang Xiong: "You idiot, do you think you can bully my brother if you have high cultivation? Why don't you apologize quickly."

Zhuang Xiong was about to leak the domineering attitude, but when Nuwa heard this, he couldn't help but feel depressed. He quickly smiled and said, "How can that be? I'm not my brother? Who dares to bully him and see if I don't slap him."

When Fuxi heard this, he immediately forgot the difference between his cultivation and Zhuang Xiong and shouted: "Who is your brother? Don't get close to old relationships. We brothers and sisters are not familiar with you."

Nuwa had long blushed and couldn't help but give Zhuang Xiong a blank look. However, Zhuang Xiong directly ignored Fuxi's anger and gave Nuwa a bright smile.

Fuxi suddenly became angry and attacked his heart. He came up with a move of two dragons playing with the pearl, and shouted: "Close your bear eyes and don't let you look at my sister."

Zhuang Xiong casually moved Fuxi's move and said disdainfully: "The eyes are on my head, I want to see what you have to do with you. My eyes were born to see Nuwa sister. Nuwa sister is right in front of you. How could you close it if you say you're closed?"

Fuxi was distraught and shouted, "I'm going to dig your bear's eyes." As he said that, he used the rogue tricks again and rushed forward with both hands and feet.

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help rolling his eyes, glanced at Nuwa, and while she was shy, he quickly took out a fruit and stuffed it into Fuxi's mouth, and kicked Fuxi away. Before Fuxi could react, he felt pain and couldn't help but grit his teeth, but it turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the edge of the mountain, leaving only half of the spiritual fruit on the spot.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at it carefully, couldn't help but be stunned and secretly wiped a cold sweat.

However, Nuwa seemed to hear some sound and came to her senses. Seeing that there were only Zhen Yuanzi and Zhuang Xiong in front of her, she couldn't help but say in surprise: "Huh? My brother is here?"

Zhuang Xiong hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother was angry just now, so I gave him a spiritual fruit apologize. He said it was delicious, so he asked me where I got it. I said it should be found in Kunlun Mountain, so he went to search for it. Look, there is still half of the fruit left by him. It's true, I threw it around before I finished eating it." Then he showed the half of the spiritual fruit on the ground to Nuwa.

Nuwa looked at Zhuang Xiong in confusion, but saw that it was undoubtedly half of the spiritual fruit, and there was no laxative or anything else. So she couldn't help but believe Zhuang Xiong's words. She smiled and said, "Why did my brother become so impatient? There is nothing strange about this fruit. Could it be that I wouldn't it be better to ask him again and go find them together?"

Zhuang Xiong hurriedly smiled beside him and said, "Yes, I didn't expect him to be so impatient. Sister Nuwa, why don't we go find him too, so he won't have to eat too much and get rid of his stomach. Besides, this Kunlun Mountain has a different style compared to that of Buzhou Mountain. We have not visited here yet, so why not take the opportunity to have a good time?"

Nuwa couldn't help but say coquettishly: "You can talk nonsense, your brother won't steal food. Also, what is a bad belly? Is it a kind of disease? My brother has also reached the Daluo realm, so where will he get sick?"

Zhuang Xiong did not refuse, but just thought it was agreed, and hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, what Nuwa sister said, I blamed my brother for wrongly and wanted to break the road." After that, he turned around and stared at Zhen Yuanzi viciously and said, "Why don't you go together with fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi?"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the threat of the red fruit in Zhuang Xiong's eyes. Thinking that Zhuang Xiong would slapped people away at any time, he did not dare to agree. He hurriedly said, "I suddenly thought that there were still a few small problems that had not been solved, so I wouldn't go there, and then go in seclusion and experience it." Then, he watched Zhuang Xiong lead Nuwa in the opposite direction of Fuxi. He couldn't help but say speechlessly, "I am an honest person, I can't stand you to make trouble. Can't I hide?" He went back to seclusion without caring about whether he really had any insights.

Another hour passed, but Fuxi flew back with his grass leaves all over his body. He landed on the ground and saw that there was no one in the fields. He couldn't help but feel sad and angry. He shouted to the sky: "Han Xiong, you kidnapped my sister again. I can't spare you."

Zhuang Xiong was trying his best to please Nuwa, making Nuwa laugh, but suddenly a cold war broke out. It seemed that something was thinking about him gloomyly. He couldn't help but look around in confusion, but found nothing. Seeing Nuwa's puzzled eyes, he no longer thought deeply, gave Nuwa a safe look and continued to travel around the mountains and rivers.

But not to mention Fuxi, who was eager to see it, Nuwa had already known Zhuang Xiong's little thoughts. Zhuang Xiong had three eyes and six ears, and was best at exploring. How could he not find Fuxi in so many days? Maybe Zhuang Xiong not only did not look for it, but also used his magical powers to avoid Fuxi. But perhaps Nuwa also liked this atmosphere very much, and did not want to destroy Zhuang Xiong's good mood. Perhaps Nuwa also wanted to write more time with Zhuang Xiong, and he didn't want to always insert a Fuxi in the middle. In short, the two of them continued to wander slowly.

On this day, Zhuang Xiong and Nuwa hugged each other and watched the sunset on a mountain, but Zhuang Xiong suddenly asked, "Sister Nuwa, why don't we go to the prehistoric world after the discussion is over? We also go to Zhenyuanzi to taste the ginseng fruit. What do you think? By the way, have the red clouds not yet come out?"

Nuwa gave Zhuang Xiong a blank look and said, "The Hongyun has come out long ago. Later, I don't know what Zhen Yuanzi said to him. Anyway, you left when you were in seclusion. You are really aware of it."

Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "Don't you know me yet? I don't hold grudges, but this is actually a bit true?"

Nuwa said softly: "Don't think I don't know what you think. You are a person who doesn't hold grudges, because you usually avenge them at that time. I didn't get it this time, didn't you remember it?"

Zhuang Xiong said in surprise: "Sister Nuwa, how do you know this sentence?"

Nuwa smiled and said, "You have been fighting with my brother for thousands of years. I don't know how many strange words I have heard. How could I not know what you think?"

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sister Nuwa still knows me very well. By the way, you haven't answered me yet. Should you go to the mainland to travel together?"

Nuwa smiled and shook her head, saying, "I'm afraid it won't work. I guess my brother will take me back to Buzhou Mountain."

Zhuang Xiong muttered a little dissatisfiedly: "How old are you? Why do you still listen to your brother's everything?"

Nuwa looked at the childish Zhuang Xiong and couldn't help but feel a little funny: "It's not that I don't listen to my brother. I'm just such a relative in the world. And this time, although I reached the Daluo realm, the gap with you has widened even wider. Of course, I have to go back and practice hard."

Zhuang Xiong shouted, "Yes, yes, you all have relatives, so don't care about me alone."

Nuwa nestled comfortably in Zhuang Xiong's arms and said softly: "Don't be childish. Although you and your brother often play, you know, we all treat you as a family."

Zhuang Xiong was laughing and laughing, but suddenly he said with a disgust: "But Sister Nuwa, you still said that I was in the inspection period and I was not considered a family."

Nuwa couldn't help but say coquettishly: "What's wrong? Can't wait?" Then she said strangely: "You have always been the most lazy person. You can't look like a person who can travel through the prehistoric world? Why did you suddenly remember to travel through the prehistoric world?"

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but sigh and said, "Since I came to this world, I have never observed this prehistoric world. In fact, when Pangu opened the sky, I was very curious about this world. It is rare that the prehistoric world is so peaceful at this time, so I had the idea of ​​traveling."

Nuwa said angrily: "Even if you want to travel, wouldn't it be better to accompany us back to Buzhou Mountain first and then travel?"

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "I'm afraid I'll be reluctant to leave after accompanying you back to Buzhou Mountain?"

Nuwa said angrily: "You don't have to travel at this time, right? Our life expectancy is countless, even a million years pass by. Can't you wait for me?"

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel a little confused. He thought of the saints of the Three Qing Nuwa, the future Lich War, the human tribe and his unknown future. He couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, saying, "Sister Nuwa, the battle between the three dragons and phoenix tribes has almost 30,000 years passed, right? I suddenly felt that the world opened by Pangu is like a big stage. After you finished singing, I will appear. No one knows who is the protagonist. The three clans compete for the protagonist, but the three clans are obliterated in the dust. Now it has been 30,000 years. Maybe someone is going to jump out to compete for the protagonist? I can't say that there is another battle again. I don't know how many scenic spots of Lingshan are about to disappear. If you don't watch it at this time, I'm afraid that you can only see a broken prehistoric world in the future."

When Nuwa heard his melancholy, she couldn't help but comfort her softly: "Okay, what do you think about doing so much? Even if it's a big battle, what can you and I stop it? We are just a small Daluo Golden Immortal. When the three tribes fought, many quasi-saints Chaos Gods and Demons participated in it, and they all ended up being a gray end. No matter who the protagonist will be in the future? Or don't think about it randomly, okay?"

Zhuang Xiong smiled bitterly and said, "It's not because I want to think randomly. We can only achieve what we have today after receiving the remaining empress of Pangu and the gift of heaven. Today's prehistoric world is probably the highest level of cultivation. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. It's impossible to say that this prehistoric world will have a responsibility for us in the future. If we don't care about it now, but will we take care of a broken prehistoric world in the future? Why don't you find a way to control it now? If you can't, you can't understand it more and it will be easier to manage it in the future."

At this moment, Zhuang Xiong suddenly felt a hidden gaze swept across him, pausing for a few seconds before moving away. If Zhuang Xiong's body was already in the quasi-saint realm and had an instinctive reaction, he would probably not have noticed it. Zhuang Xiong's soul quickly swept across a million miles, but he found nothing except the seclusion of Sanqing Zhenyuanzi and Fuxi who ran around looking for him and Nuwa. He couldn't help but frown in confusion. Although the exploration information was slight, the realm contained in it was higher than that of Zhuang Xiong. You must know that Zhuang Xiong was catching at this time

I realized that the instinct of the body was the physical instinct, and Zhuang Xiong's physical body had already reached the quasi-saint realm. In other words, even if that person was not the saint realm, he was at least at the peak of the quasi-saint. What were the masters at this time? Zhuang Xiong almost didn't have much effort to think about Hongjun. What did Hongjun come to Kunlun to do? Is it here for the Sanqing? Why didn't he show up? Instead, he found out that he couldn't understand it. However, he thought that he had said nothing wrong just now. If Hongjun came from a variable, he would be afraid that he would not be able to hide, so he would go with him.

But I didn't know that Zhuang Xiong's soul swept million miles away. Although he couldn't find Hongjun, his unscrupulous aura really shocked the people who were in seclusion and Fuxi. I frowned in confusion, calculated with my fingers, shook my head but didn't care. Yuan Shi Tongtian didn't know what he had calculated, but he didn't ask too much, so he continued to comprehend.

Zhen Yuanzi felt Zhuang Xiong's soul sweep by and couldn't help but say inwardly: "What's this guy going crazy? After thinking about it, he didn't mess with him, and he was in seclusion and could not find anything on him. So he secretly wiped his cold sweat and continued to seclusion, but he made a decision in his heart to extend the seclusion time. It would be safer to face the guy together when Sanqing came out of seclusion.
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