In the bamboo house of the Purple Bamboo Forest and the Purple Cloud Palace.
The burly old Daoist priest and the young Daoist fell silent again.
Li Changshou waved his hand and dispersed the scene in front of him. It was as if everything that was happening had nothing to do with him.
Hong Jun smiled slightly, but the scene that Li Changshou had pointed out appeared behind him.
"The Cosmic Cauldron refines the will of the Heavenly Dao. The Creation Jade Disc absorbs the will of the Heavenly Dao. In a sense, the Dao Ancestor is about to devour the Heavenly Dao and rise above it."
This situation was like an hourglass. When the sand in the hourglass was poured out, something terrifying would happen.
Game.
The two were still playing.
Hong Jun used that to pressure Li Changshou, but he sat there calmly, as if he did not care. He only lowered his head and looked at the scene of the monkey on the table.