Zhuang Xiong was already in the late stage of the quasi-saint cultivation, and the two corpses of good and evil have been sorted out. After hearing Hongjun talk about the method of the three corpses, he felt that the two corpses of good and evil have been completed within a thousand years. He was going to cut off the two corpses of good and evil on the spot, but after thinking about it, he gave up. After all, the preaching has not been completed, and I don’t know if there are any additions to it later. If there is a flaw left, it will be unbeautiful. It will also disturb others. I am afraid that Hongjun will not be happy. Isn’t it a big loss to not give him a good baby or give him a bad name?

However, the two corpses of good and evil can be killed without being killed, and they can't help but get ready to move. The distracting thoughts suddenly surged and lingered around Zhuang Xiong at all times. Even listening to the sect could not be fully absorbed. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help frowning, and if he didn't kill, he could not listen to the sect in peace. After being killed, he was afraid that the sect had not been finished, and there would be some troubles. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but fall into a dilemma for a moment.

After thinking for a while, Zhuang Xiong suddenly thought that since his companion spiritual treasure can be conceived in his body, why can’t the three corpses? For the time being, the two corpses of good and evil are transformed out, but there is a trace of connection and not being cut out. Isn’t it possible to solve it?

When he thought of it, Zhuang Xiong gathered the two thoughts of good and evil on the jade flowers and green flowers. After thinking about it, he turned into a good corpse with the top innate spiritual treasure Qiankun fan, and turned into an evil corpse with another top innate spiritual treasure Qiankun sword. Suddenly, the clouds surged, and countless spiritual energy gathered towards the two flowers. A heart-wrenching energy fluctuation came, which contained a trace of almost invisible spirituality. It continued to grow and grow.

Soon, when the spiritual energy dissipated, two figures appeared on the three flowers. The one on the jade flower was exactly what Zhuang Xiong looked like in his previous life. He tilted the Qiankun Fan with his hand, and lay lazily on the jade flower. He seemed to care about nothing, and even his eyes were half open and half-awakened. He squinted as if he had not woken up. Seeing Zhuang Xiong sinking his soul in, the good corpse said lazily: "Ah, it turns out to be the deity. I will be called Zhuang Zhou in the future. Don't look for me if I have nothing to do. Don't look for me if I have something to do, and don't look for me if I have something to do, even more annoying. No matter whether I have something to do, I will sleep first. Wherever I go, I can just wake me up if I have something fun or something delicious."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but burst into black lines and shouted, "Do you think you still look like a good corpse? Also, why do you call Zhuang Zhou? I'm sure I'm definitely not Zhuang Zhou. The gap in thought is too big, right?"

Shanzi said disdainfully, "Tsk, what is a good corpse? Isn't it just a bunch of distracting thoughts with bad people as the main body? What do you think it would be like? As for the name, why can't I call Zhuang Zhou? I was born earlier than him and had greater supernatural powers than him, so I robbed him of his name. How dare he bit me? Then I'll just change his name. What's there? Call your own name, and I'll take him to death?"

Zhuang Xiong's face turned darker and he shouted, "Do you look like a little good corpse? They have insulted the word "good" and why do I have no kindness as good as you?"

At this time, he heard the evil corpse standing on the green flower saying, "Don't worry about him, he is indeed a good corpse. He is actually the most likely to be soft-hearted, a typical harsh mouth and a harsh duck's mouth. If he has a thief's heart but no courage, he would rather do nothing than do anything bad that goes against his conscience."

Shanzi said disdainfully: "We have meticulous thinking, strong thinking, and can make good decisions. We will not be stubborn with you."

The evil corpse shouted: "It's fine if you can plan, but you're the one who is the one who hesitates the most. You are a bad guy."

Zhuang Xiong immediately understood the key and yelled at Shanzi: "Shut up first."

The Shanzi opened his mouth and opened it for a long time, but he didn't say anything. He simply slanted his body and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhuang Xiong turned around and saw that the evil corpse on the green flower was a big bear with three eyes and six ears. He was carrying the Qiankun Sword in his hand, and his body was full of evil spirits and his eyes were fierce. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised and said, "Where did your body of evil spirit come from?"

The evil corpse showed a smile, but unfortunately the fierce eyes and white teeth in the bloody mouth could only make him look even more terrifying, but the evil corpse was not aware of it at all and said: "My body has gathered some of the flesh and blood essence and evil spirits of the three thousand demons. In fact, it has been in your body before, and sometimes it will even affect your mind. However, he is part of your body, and you have not noticed it yet. This time he gathered here."

Zhuang Xiong nodded and thought to himself, "You can really be considered the spirit of the earth at this moment. There were too many impurities in the past." Seeing that the evil corpse was still smiling fiercely, Zhuang Xiong was a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but ask, "What should you call it? I think you are disgusting and kind-hearted. You are not a good corpse, right? I'm not a guy who judges people by his appearance."

The evil corpse smiled and said, "I'm not kind-hearted, but you are the main body, you have to say hello. I usually don't know how to speak. Just solve it if you have any questions." Zhuang Xiong khan, the evil corpse thought about it again and said, "I haven't figured out the name yet, so why not call it Sun Wukong." The evil corpse said, looking at the Qiankun stick, and said with longing: "I feel that it will be very pleasant to pick up that stick and wave it. It will smash all the things that you don't like, blood flows and brain bursts. What a spectacular scene."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but shivered, and then the black line on his face suddenly rose, and he said furiously: "Why don't you die? Why are you a big bear pretending to be a monkey? Why don't you call Bai Qi Xiang Yu? Why don't you call Diapolobar? What's your name? Sun Wukong? From now on, you will be called Han Xiongxiong Taoist. Anyway, I'll have a name, so I'll transfer this name to you. You can do whatever you do in the future, but just don't give me a bad reputation."

After Zhuang Xiong finished roaring, he quickly withdrew from the Purple Mansion. He couldn't help but secretly wiped his cold sweat. He always felt that these two guys were quite unreliable. However, aren't good and evil corpses part of him? Is he so unreliable? Yes, he must have been influenced by the evil spirit and silly spirit of the three thousand demon gods, so he was so unreliable.

Zhuang Xiong instantly found a reason for himself and secretly decided that if it were not necessary, he would never let these two guys leave his sight. The good corpse was fine, and at most he would be embarrassed when he came out. He would probably be lazy and would not be able to drive him away. If the evil corpse went out, he would not know how much trouble he would cause him. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but remembered the look and words of the evil corpse just now when he looked at Qiankun Bang. He couldn't help but shivered, and listened carefully to the sermon and never dared to think about it again.

However, Zhuang Xiong did not want to disturb others and came up with a way to fertilize in his body, but he never thought about whether others could hold it back and not kill the corpse? Zhuang Xiong had only been killing the corpse for five hundred years. I first cut out two corpses at the same time. At the same time, Yuan Shi and Tongtian also cut out the good corpses respectively. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel depressed. He had known that he would have killed them happily, but he still had so much to care about them. However, since he had not been killed just now, I might as well keep it for the end.

Three hundred years later, Yuanqi cut out the evil corpse, and Jie Yin also cut out the good corpse at this time. Two hundred years later, that is, five hundred years later, Tongtian also cut out the evil corpse. The middle-stage quasi-saints in Zixiao Palace also began to cut out the good corpse. As for those who were at the peak of the early stage of the quasi-saints, they were red in their faces without any progress. And like a lamp, there were no spiritual treasures, and their cultivation had just reached the quasi-saint realm, and they had no results. They could only secretly record the methods of practice and achieve it later.

Zhunti was only the peak of the early stage of the Quasi-Saint. Unexpectedly, after more than two thousand and seven hundred years of red face, he roared with a ferocious roar and cut out the evil corpse first. The evil corpse had a ferocious face and cold eyes. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help feeling unhappy, but he thought that even if he was hateful, he would not get Dongfang in the end, so he felt relieved.

Zhuang Xiong was the first to kill corpses and was always disturbed, so the time was calculated clearly. Through this, we can roughly see the level of people's cultivation and nature. However, Zhuang Xiong had a clear calculation. It was only two thousand and seven hundred years, but he didn't want to wait for Zhunti to cut off the good corpse. Hongjun actually stopped preaching. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but look at Hongjun in surprise. He guessed in his heart whether it was a coincidence or Hongjun had another purpose? Why did it end at this time? In less than three thousand years, Zhunti's corpse was finished. This time was very mysterious.

Hongjun seemed to have not noticed Zhuang Xiong's gaze at all and said, "I will teach on behalf of heaven. When I preach three times, each time for three thousand years, it is now the end. Soon I will be in harmony with the Tao. From now on, I will become the Tao of Heaven. If the Zixiao Palace is not open, I will not appear. If you have any questions, please ask now."

Di Jun's eyes rolled, and first knelt down and cried: "The teacher taught me to wait for nine thousand years, laying the foundation for the Daluo Golden Immortal, and supporting us all the way to embark on the path of saint cultivation. Please accept us as disciples and the rituals of all masters and disciples, so that we can have a reason to fulfill our filial piety, burn incense and bow to our house every day."

Zhuang Xiong guessed that the witch clan had been there once, but he never came to listen again. At this time, there was only one of his demon clans in Zixiao Palace, and it was inevitable that the Lich fight would be fought against each other in the future. Di Jun's move was undoubtedly to win over political capital, hoping to be more legitimate.

Hongjun didn't even look at Di Jun and said, "I am in harmony with the Tao, but I need a few disciples to help me teach and maintain the way of heaven. The Three Pure Land has Pangu Yumeng, who has great merits. Nuwa is pure in her mind, but she is the choice of an ideal disciple. She has a relationship with me. Can you be my disciple?"

Sanqing and Nuwa hurriedly bowed and said, "Disciple is willing to, I have met the teacher."

Di Jun couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He mentioned this matter, but instead made a wedding dress for others. However, with Hongjun's power, Di Jun naturally did not dare to act rashly, so he could only endure it for the time being.

When Hongjun saw that the Three Qing Nuwa had finished tribute, he nodded slightly and said, "Because I am helping me maintain the way of heaven, I will be known as the name of the Emperor Taiqing Daode Heaven, Yuanqi, Tongtian, you are the Emperor Shangqing Lingbao Heaven, Nuwa, you are the Emperor Wasabi, and the Emperor Wa. "

The Sanqing Nuwa responded quickly, but Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel anxious and smiled, "Teacher Daozu, I, Cang Xiong, are also great merits, not inferior to Sanqing, and are both obedient and obedient. They are also an ideal disciple. They must be destined to be with the teacher, so how can they not accept it? Also, teacher, have you promised to give me a Taoist name."

Everyone couldn't help but sweat. You, the silly bear, are you obedient? Nuwa couldn't help but secretly pinching Zhuang Xiong with the siege. Zhuang Xiong didn't care at all and looked at Hongjun expectantly.
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