The Mightiest Little Peasant

In the main hall, Tang Hao saw Yun Qingzi.

The Zhahuazi had closed his doors and began to coagulate blood, and Zongmen gave the affairs to Yun Qingzi.

"You are back!"

Yun Qingzi was relieved.

Tang Daoyou had been away for more than a month, and no news came. If he hadn't been worried before, but now the situation is complicated. Those seven catastrophes are all staring at Tang Daoyou. How can he not worry.

This Taoist friend of Tang, but they are the pillars of the Taoist door, baby, Zongmen Renaissance is all counting on him.

"In the future, don't go out, if you can't go out, then don't go out! If something happens, what can you do!"

Yun Qingzi perseveredly persuaded, a broken heart.

"I shouldn't go out for the next time, so I can understand the Tao!" Tang Hao looked at him.

"Yes, yes! That should be it!"

Yun Qingzi said hi.

"This month, nothing has happened... Zongli's situation is good, and there are many breakthroughs. We are above the chemical mountain, and what kind of Fushou Lei, Xianfu Lei never stopped."

Speaking of the situation in Zongli, Yun Qingzi's beauty is full of joy and joy.

"That group of little cubs are also good. They work very hard. Cultivation is very fast. Many of them have been robbed. At first, you were named Gao Dayong, who was also very arrogant. He was the first to rob."

Yun Qingzi talked about the batch of disciples who possessed the fortune-made gods.

This group of disciples is their secret weapon, and it is also the key to their revival after the cultivation door. Whether it is the cultivation child or him, they all attach great importance to it.

Tang Hao listened and nodded slightly, showing satisfaction.

In just a few years of kung fu, he has grown from a small immortal disciple to a saint of the Five Tribulations, and the speed is quite amazing.

On the one hand, it benefits from the miraculous nature of the God of Creation, on the other hand, it also benefits from the cultivation of the Gate of Creation.

Although the Gate of Fortune declined, after all, there are still a few details, all of which were smashed on them, and many of the treasures he gave to the Taoist were used by these disciples.

"Now... how many?" Tang Hao asked.

"Hundreds!"

Yun Qingzi said, looking very excited.

Hundreds of creation gods!

What an amazing number!

You should know that in the most prosperous period of ancient Taoism, there were so many gods.

Of course, in terms of quality, they are far from comparable to the ancient Taoism, but in quantity, they are about to catch up.

"It should be possible to train some more!"

Tang Hao pondered.

If it were the former Cultivation Gate, he would definitely not be able to raise more gods, but recently he has gained a lot. There are huge gains in the remains of Tianfoyuan and Tianpeng Mountain, and he can continue to cultivate more gods.

"I figure it out, it's almost three hundred!"

Tang Hao estimated that the three hundred should be the limit.

Even though he is now constantly producing magic medicine, if there are too many god bodies, he can't afford it. Three hundred is the limit. When the three hundred, he stopped refining and making the magic pill.

"Three hundred are enough!"

Yun Qingzi said.

Then he showed a touch of emotion.

Raise three hundred gods, if he put it before, he wouldn’t dare to think about it.

After introducing Zongli's situation, Yun Qingzi talked about the situation outside.

"It's not a big deal outside. During the trip to Tianpeng Mountain, most of the cultivators have gained a lot. They got a lot of elixir, magic medicine, and many robbed Emperor's blood, because these treasures also caused a lot of contention."

"However, this is also a minority. Most of the cultivators have closed their doors and started digesting after grabbing these treasures. During this time, I often hear news of people breaking through. Thunderstorms can be seen everywhere in Pangu."

"Also, among many clans, there have also been news that many old monsters have closed their doors and started to coagulate. I think that in the near future, there will be many new seven robbers."

Tang Hao listened and nodded slightly.

In Tianpeng Mountain, there are indeed too many treasures, he has got a big head, but there are countless treasures left, which fell into the hands of other practitioners.

Especially Emperor's blood, there can be thousands of drops in the blood pool, he only got more than 30 drops.

Those clans have a lot of old monsters with six robbery consummations, as long as they get a few drops of imperial blood, they can shock the seven robbery.

However, Tang Hao didn't worry too much. Those clan had already had a lot of seven robbery, no matter how many others.

When the fortunes were promoted to the seven robbery, they had the strength to protect themselves.

After chatting for a while, and meeting with the elders, Tang Hao returned to his cave.

He first took out the magic medicine accumulated during this period, then refined it to make a magical pill, and sent it to Yun Qingzi.

After finishing all the affairs, Tang Hao sat down, took out the Taoist tree, and began to realize Taoism.

This time, he chose Zhileidao.

In Leifa, he is also very good and does not lose to Yanfa, so for this third way, he chose this avenue.

This time, he completely forgot the time.

One month, two months...

Time flies by.

In a flash, a year has passed.

This year, Pangu land became much calmer.

There was no sensational event or news, and the Quartet was silent.

The demon with the surname Tang was gone. In more than a year, there was no news.

Everyone in the world feels that he should be trying to coagulate blood and hit the Seven Tribulation.

There was very little news about the vain son, but he only appeared once in a while. It was said that he was looking for something and was also preparing for blood clotting.

And the group of people of hundreds of ethnic groups, as the kid surnamed Tang disappeared, they also squashed their flags.

Without these people, there is no talk, and the world feels a little boring.

However, the little thief of the Liu family was still active, rushing around and committing crimes madly, which caused a lot of scolding from the world.

However, scolding and scolding, they have no good way. With the thief's ability, few people can cure him.

Over time, everyone became numb, too lazy to ignore this little thief.

In this way, it was another half a year.

The atmosphere of Pangu Earth became more and more dull.

On that day, on the peak of Taohua, the long-stained stone door shook violently, and then it opened, and a figure appeared in it, white clothes and ink hair, a handsome young man.

His skin is like jade, with a layer of fairy glow.

Between the steps, golden lines continued to appear around the body, spreading open.

These are the rules!

Different doctrines appeared alternately on him.

At the same time, all kinds of visions appeared behind him, with a vast river of reincarnation, a huge blood-colored fire lotus, and an endless sea of ​​thunder, an extremely cold ice crystal that exudes a cold bone...

In the end, there was a long river of sword light, hundreds of millions of golden sword lights, spreading in the void behind him, exuding a breath of heaven.

The five kinds of visions also represent the five roads of reincarnation, to inflammation, to thunder, to cold, and kendo.