The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

The battlefield of gods and demons.

There are billions of auspicious lights and auspicious colors, and the great realms of demon gods are heading towards the prehistoric world.

With the help of Xiaotuanzi, Mingyu successfully integrated the prehistoric order into the thousands of worlds, making it a part of the prehistoric world and feeding back the prehistoric world.

【You are still very good! 】

As Xiao Tiandao's dumpling, after eating this wave of benefits that Mingyu snatched, his impression of him has changed a lot.

And as the demons receded, the world returned to clarity.

A rain of merit fell from the sky.

This rain of merit comes from Wuji, starts from the Great Luotian, covers the ten heavens and the earth, and is given to the gods of the Luotian. It is a reward from heaven to the immortals and gods for guarding the realm.

All the gods and gods were very happy.

They congratulated each other.

Styx put away his killing sword, and he fought the God of Death on a par.

But the Demon God retreated.

Styx is victorious.

Bathed in the rain of merit, he felt that his luck was slowly improving, and he felt very happy.

Minghe grinned, slapped his head meticulously, and said: "Blessings will be brought to you, the Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

The immortals and gods in the battlefield of gods and demons heard it, smiled knowingly, and praised him for his kindness.

They were also meticulous in greeting each other and saying, "Blessed are the gods!"

This blessing is really thanks to the Infinite Heavenly Lord!
Minghe, who was feeling happy in his heart, noticed the fluctuations in the void. He looked back and saw King Pan, Hongyun, and Zhen Yuanzi walking out, all of them looking gloomy.

Ming He was shocked: "Three fellow Taoists, what's wrong with you?"

He hurriedly stepped forward, caring about his three friends.

When Zhen Yuanzi and the other three saw the Styx approaching, they unconsciously took two steps back.

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were eager, and he shouted loudly to the Styx: "Wait!"

"You stand there."

"do not come!"

Hongyun also resisted the urge to turn into a rainbow and escape. He nodded repeatedly, "We are fine now, nothing happened at all!"

King Pan looked at Styx, who was intact and whose luck was on the rise. His eyes were dark and he sighed skillfully: "I knew it, old man..."

Styx looked at his friends who were very resistant to him and felt very puzzled: "Are you really okay?"

"real!"

Zhen Yuanzi and the other three nodded without thinking.

As long as you don't come over, we'll be fine!
"That's alright, as long as you're fine." Styx scratched his head and smiled heartlessly.

With the strength of the three friends, he didn't think anything would happen.

The interaction between the four of them triggered a string of laughter like silver bells.

They looked around and saw a beautiful woman standing on a stone bridge in the vast space with bare feet.

She has silver hair and is dressed in fairy clothes. She is so beautiful that one can't help but fall in love with her at a glance, as if she is falling into a beautiful dream.

Beside her was the sad-looking Lord of the City of Wasted Death—Ghost Ancestor, the current Northern Ghost Emperor.

"Fellow Taoist Youmeng!"

Zhen Yuanzi and several others came to greet him one after another.

Youmeng looked at Zhen Yuanzi and the others up and down, and asked with a smile: "Three fellow Taoists have spent a lot of money!"

"I got a good harvest this time. I just made a few bowls of soup. Do you want to drink it?"

“It’s a great supplement!”

Saying that, You Mengsu flipped his hand and discharged three large bowls.

It was filled with pitch black soup, and I didn’t know what new ingredients were added, but it kept bubbling.

When the bubble bursts, you can clearly hear the painful wails and miserable screams of the ghost-like creatures.

That sound was extremely scary.

But the smell of the three bowls of soup is inexplicably good, even to the point of being rich. Just a slight sniff makes you feel immersed in it.

Even Zhen Yuanzi, the most picky gourmet in the world, agreed from the bottom of his heart: This soup is absolutely tonic!

Hongyun and Panwang heard Youmeng's words and did not refute.

They were also very moved and then refused!
"Thank you fellow Taoist for your kindness, we are really fine!"

Hongyun glanced at the three bowls of black soup and couldn't help but shudder.

King Pan reacted faster, and his originally gloomy face immediately turned rosy.

He said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, this soup is really mysterious. Just one sniff of it restored my consumption to [-]% or [-]%!"

In order to enhance the credibility of his words, King Pan took a step forward, and the terrifying pressure was released, causing the void to tremble endlessly.

"Look!"

King Pan turned around twice and took another step.

This time, he reached the sky in one step.

He looked at everyone, laughed loudly, and said very boldly: "I just said it will work!"

Then, King Pan took the third, fourth, and fifth steps vigorously...

Then I saw the figure walking up to the sky throwing away his arms and walking away at an extremely fast speed.

He slipped away!
Styx stared dumbfoundedly at King Pan's retreating back.

"Brother, I'm leaving in such a hurry. Is there something going on at home?"

Even Youmeng himself was stunned for a moment.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi and the two looked at each other in tacit understanding and decisively seized the opportunity.

"Oh no, I'm suffering from Pindao disease!"

Zhen Yuanzi screamed, his face changed drastically, he fell down with his head held high, and his body fell into the long river of time and space, and immediately scattered into billions, running away along the veins of various timelines.

Without thinking, Hongyun shouted towards the Qingdi Palace high in the sky: "Brother Emperor, how can the gathering of the Great Emperor of the Human Race leave me, Emperor Yan, behind?"

"Wait for me!"

With that said, he turned into a rainbow and left.

The speed is really fast!

There was no one around, and Styx, who was facing three bowls of soup, finally came to his senses.

He looked at You Meng on the stone bridge and his eyelids twitched.

"Then what, I..."

Before Styx could finish speaking, he felt his shoulders sink, and a figure suddenly appeared next to him.

It was the ghost ancestor who had been silent for a long time.

Ghost Ancestor slowly raised his head and said in a dull tone: "Fellow Taoist, you don't want to refuse the soup specially prepared by Taoist Youmeng, right?"

"Great supplement!"

When he said this, Ghost Ancestor's eyes flashed with green light, and a strange smile appeared on his sad face, which was scarier than three bowls of soup!
This is obviously him who is "very poisoned" and wants to drag people into his trap!

Styx's face suddenly changed: "Old ghost, let go!"

"We had no grudges in the past and no worries today. Don't try to harm me!"

"No, no, no, fellow Taoist, we have to share the good things together!"

"Come! Let's do it together!"

Ghost Ancestor is also cruel.

In order to lure the River Styx into the water, he pretended to be confused while forcefully accepting Youmeng's dark dishes.

cuckoo~~
After drinking a bowl of pitch-black soup, Ghost Ancestor's face did not change color.

Taking another bowl, he stuffed it in front of Styx: "Here, let's do it!"

Lying down!

Are you serious?

Ming He looked at the determined Ghost Ancestor, his scalp numb.

[Fellow Taoist, you must have taken the wrong medicine, are you really confused? 】

He quickly sent a message, saying that this was the end of the performance. Don’t get too deep into the drama. They were all fun-loving gods who had come along the way. Who was fooling whom?

Ghost Ancestor blinked and moved closer to Styx.

[Listen to me, drink it quickly. After drinking this bowl of Zhuangxing soup, let’s run away together! 】

[This time Youmeng took down the demon god who cultivated the same path across from you, and your skill increased greatly. You may not know what the soup you will cook next will be like! 】

After hearing this, Styx suddenly became excited.

[Okay, anyway, in the Westward Journey universe, Ancient History has opened up the situation, why should we go there to hide. 】

【I think so too! 】

The two of them got angry and reached a consensus instantly.

Styx picked up a bowl of soup, closed his eyes tightly, and drank it.

"Uh~~"

Styx's eyes widened, and his trembling hands couldn't help but grab his throat.

Then he tilted his head and passed out.

The red lotus of karma fire protected his body and soared into the sky.

Guizu, who had been holding on for a long time, grinned.

Soon he followed the footsteps of Styx.

"Huh? Is it really that bad to drink?"

Youmeng looked at the people who had fled and muttered.

She reached out to recall the remaining bowl of soup, staring at the bottom of the bowl with her beautiful eyes, "There's nothing wrong with it!"

After hesitating for a moment, Youmeng picked up the bowl, raised her neck, and drank the soup.

"Oops!"

Youmeng's expression suddenly changed, and his face became distorted: "It seems that the wrong material was put in!" The world was spinning.

The stone bridge suddenly collapsed, and a stream of light went towards the depths of chaos.

…………

The changes in the people of Styx were not noticed by the gods at all.

Because no one is free right now.

After a great battle, the saints each had their own gains and losses.

The growth of Taoism needs to be consolidated.

Those who die have already entered reincarnation.

The injured need to be calmed down and nursed back to health.

The immortal god who was defeated in this battle but was lucky enough to survive did not lose his fighting spirit. Instead, he energetically summarized his shortcomings and then made decisive corrections.

Different powers have different understandings of the same path.

And to be able to become a Taoist master or a world master, they are obviously not pedantic people.

In the battle between gods and demons, demons and gods with similar paths are learning from their opponents' strengths and weaknesses.

Hostile to each other, but not completely exclusive.

Have your own position, but keep your heart towards the Tao.

It is the same mentality of the demons and saints on the battlefields of the two worlds.

As a result, after the enemy retreated, the masters of various realms in the battlefield of gods and demons retreated one after another.

They constantly review the enemy's methods and learn lessons from them. While confirming the path, they are also preparing for the next war.

And just when the battlefield between gods and demons fell into silence, Mingyu returned to Fengqi Mountain.

"Mingyu is back!"

"Mingyu is back!"

"Mingyu is back!"

The mountain spirits and wild monsters in Fengqi Mountain are jumping and running around telling each other.

The school of swimming fish in the lake has reproduced for unknown generations, but they are still bold.

They followed the memory in their blood, beat the waves, jumped out of the water, and shot water arrows towards Qingyi.

嗗嗗~~~
Water arrows soared into the sky.

Mingyu waved his sleeves away and scolded with a smile: "I'll stew you all with this water!"

wow~~~
The water in the lake was swollen, and the fishes fled one after another.

That speed of action is exactly the same as that of his ancestors!
"Master!"

On the island in the middle of the lake, Tian Lu, who had closed his eyes to practice, opened his eyes, a surprise flashed across his expression.

He stood up and left the pavilion, coming to Mingyu's side.

At this time, Mingyu was sitting in the waterside pavilion, with a pot of tea and two cups.

One cup for him and one cup for his disciples.

"sit!"

Mingyu signaled and Tianlu sat down leisurely.

"Chen, Xi, and Ling'er are going to the Wa Palace."

Although Tianlu also knew that his master knew what was going on, he still said: "The great god has been here and took them away."

Mingyu looked at this calm disciple and asked with a smile: "Why don't you follow?"

Tianlu glanced at Mingyu secretly and replied in a low voice: "My disciple made a fortune!"

Mingyu took a sip of tea and was noncommittal.

"What counted?"

"Qian Gua, Nine Five!"

Tianlu pulled out a piece of armor and revealed his hexagram.

His smile was very confident: "The flying dragon is in the sky, it's a great opportunity to see you!"

"Not bad!"

Mingyu nodded.

On the road of Tianyan, Tianlu can be regarded as inheriting Fuxi's mantle and going further and further.

"In that case, I'll give you a ride!"

"Where?"

Tianlu asked this, but his eyes could not help but shine.

Mingyu rolled his eyes: "If you keep ink, I'll fish a fish from the lake."

wow~~
As soon as he heard this, the whole lake seemed to be boiling, and the fish rushed to jump out of the water.

[Me, me, me! ! 】

[Mingyu, Mingyu, choose me, choose me quickly! 】

These fish are really fearless and very courageous.

Tian Lu flipped his hand and slapped the "competitors" back into the lake.

Then he smiled gently as if nothing was wrong: "Master, let's leave now!"

"Ah."

Mingyu responded softly.

Then, he stood up and flicked his sleeves, and under Tianlu's astonished gaze, he whipped him out.

A stream of light disappeared into the sky.

"Do it well, my teacher is watching!"

After seeing off his disciples, Mingyu summoned the Wu Zhiji who was guarding the mountain.

"I have seen your lord!"

The body of an ape like a hill appeared outside the waterside pavilion, making the fish in the lake instantly calm.

Mingyu looked at the giant ape he had conquered in the past and said, "With your ability, it would be unfair for you to only be the god of mountain guardianship."

"Don't be wronged! Don't be wronged!"

Wu Zhiji spoke angrily, "Being a mountain god in Fengqi Mountain is a supreme blessing for me!"

There are three saints in the Fengqishan sect, so he, the gatekeeper, is nothing like being honored, okay?

Among all the mountain gods in the prehistoric times, which one can compare with me, and which one can have a strong background?

Lu Wu, the enlightened beast who guards Kunlun Mountain, is a younger brother to himself!
Afraid that Mingyu would have the idea of ​​replacing the doorkeeper, Wu Zhiji took the opportunity to show his loyalty again.

Mingyu laughed: "Don't be excited, I don't want to replace you."

"But there is a new mission!"

"Send?"

Wu Zhiji breathed a sigh of relief and immediately became happy.

It’s good to have an errand!
"Please ask the Lord to order!"

The giant ape bowed his head and obeyed orders with a respectful attitude.

Mingyu said: "This assignment is also simple. I only need you to help me take care of another mountain."

"May I ask, Lord, which mountain is it?"

"Huaguoshan!"

…………

Journey to the West Universe.

With the intervention of an immortal god, ancient history is no longer unclear.

They continue the years and write splendid epics.

After you sing, I will take the stage. After a group of immortals and gods with strong skills eliminate their opponents, the four continents form a scene of three thousand kingdoms competing for hegemony.

Their reasons for fighting for hegemony are quite consistent.

One day, that is the throne of emperor!

The experience of the prehistoric main world tells them that the human race's path is very correct.

Who can't copy homework?

As a result, three thousand kingdoms annexed and attacked each other in order to achieve great achievements.

Almost knocked the dog's brain out.

In the lower reaches of the river, a woman named Jian Di gave birth to a baby boy named Qi after accidentally eating a black bird egg.

Qi was talented and capable, and he led the tribe to rapidly grow into the Fang Kingdom.

And the country's name was determined as: Shang!
From the time of the First Ancestor Qi to the generation of Shang King Zhugui, the Shang Kingdom had gone through wars and moved its capital eight times.

The capital was finally settled in Shangqiu.

Zhugui felt that with his ability, he would never be able to influence the world situation in this life.

So he pinned his hopes on the next generation.

Perhaps it was destiny. After Zhugui became obsessed with making babies, he soon had an outstanding heir - Tang!

Tang took over the burden of history from his father and became the helmsman of the Shang Kingdom.

And he is destined to lead the Shang Kingdom to the top!

"Master, you are really capable of posing difficult problems for your disciples!"

Tang sat on the throne, looking at the situation in the world, he also had a headache.

Fortunately, my master has always been reliable and knows how to arrange destiny for the Shang Kingdom.

"Hey, wait!"

"What is our family's destiny? Black Bird? Hiss~~"

Tang suddenly remembered that his family had a close relationship with the Phoenix Clan. So the mission this time was not only to become an emperor, but also to retrieve the Supreme Being?
"Can I make it back just by relying on my generation?" (End of Chapter)