Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 389: Negotiating with three people, Wu Tian goes north
A hundred years passed in a blink of an eye, and with the blessing of Zhouxu Divine Armor to activate the power of time, Zhang Ye improved the formation a lot.

On this day, Di Jun, Zu Long and Zhen Yuanzi arrived hand in hand.

In Xuanyuan Realm, the reception work has already been prepared. Bai Ling is the old man in charge of this aspect, so the preparations are naturally very appropriate.

At the gate of Xuanyuan Realm, Taoist Mosquito, Shen Gongbao and Yan Ming were already waiting. Since they were inviting people to discuss Taoism, they should naturally have an attitude of inviting people.

The first one to arrive was the Ancestral Dragon who lived in the East China Sea. A huge creature appeared under the surface of the East China Sea. Its body was hundreds of millions of miles across the entire East China Sea. Its body was winding and had a kind of divine power.

"hold head high!"

A dragon's roar was deafening and cleansed people's hearts. The Holy Land of the Human race, which was also located on the coast of the East China Sea, instantly noticed it. The kings and emperors looked in the direction of the East China Sea.

Zulong is dressed in a purple-gold robe and wears a twelve-pointed crown on his head. He walks like a dragon and moves like a tiger, and every step he takes is full of awe-inspiring domineering power.

Cho Ming stepped forward to welcome him and said with a smile: "His Majesty Zulong Yuzhi is here in person, but you are welcome from afar."

Zulong laughed and said: "Lao Yanming was also a rare master in the ancient world. I never thought that his descendants would be so outstanding. He is worthy of being his father!"

Zulong is really envious. He is the same generation as Lao Yanming, and he was half better than Lao Yanming back then. But now, his descendants have all achieved Hunyuan, and Zulong's nine sons are still spinning in the circle of quasi-sages.

It would be fine if they were trapped by karma like ordinary dragons, but the Nine Ancestral Dragons had been connected to the fate of the human race in ancient times and had imprinted themselves on the Nine Cauldrons. Their karma had long been washed away by the fate of the human race.

Cho Ming smiled reservedly, then stretched out his hand and said: "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Lord is waiting for you, please!"

"There are still two fellow Taoists who haven't arrived yet, so let's wait first!" Zu Long chuckled.

Immediately, Cho Ming stopped trying to persuade him and stood quietly aside.

After a while, a beam of golden light pierced the sky in the distance, penetrated the clouds, and the brilliance of the sun fell on the world. At this moment, the sun and stars stopped for a moment.

As red-gold clouds filled the sky, a golden chariot came from the sky, its wheels racing rapidly in the void, rumbling.

The nine-headed firebird pulls the cart, its golden wings flashing with awe-inspiring light, as if it can penetrate the ancestral dragon. Every time it vibrates, the space will move accordingly, breaking through the space. It is a nine-headed quasi-holy level monster.

Quasi-sages were nothing in the prehistoric era, and only a few top forces had this kind of pomp and circumstance.

Walking to the gate of Xuanyuan Realm, a quasi-sage came out and pulled Emperor Jun's imperial chariot away.

"I have met three fellow Taoists, and I have met His Majesty Zulong!" Di Jun cupped his hands in front of everyone.

"I have met His Majesty the Demon Emperor!" Zu Long also said with a smile on his face.

Although each of these two people wants to kill the other, to the outside world, it is still clear that they will not lose their royal bearing.

As soon as Emperor Jun arrived, before he could even exchange greetings, Zhen Yuanzi came riding on a cloud. He didn’t have the vastness of the ancestral dragon’s body winding for billions of miles, nor did he have the majesty and domineering power of Emperor Jun’s nine-headed quasi-sage pulling a cart. He looked just an ordinary person. Sophisticated.

But neither Zulong nor Dijun dared to underestimate this seemingly ordinary old man.

As the second batch of innate gods and demons, apart from the Six Saints of Heaven and Zhang Ye, he was the first to realize the Hunyuan Dao.

This can be said to be the first echelon of the top combat power in the prehistoric times. He has reached the sixth level of Hunyuan. With the addition of the earth book, he is based on the earth. Even Hunyuan Wuji cannot break his defense.

And in charge of the Earth Immortal Mansion, the disciples of the Earth Immortal lineage cover the entire prehistoric land. The mountains have mountain gods, the earth has land, and the rivers have Hebo.

Even in the midst of calamity and ignorance of heaven's secrets, all major and minor affairs cannot escape this person's control.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi arriving, Taoist Mosquito quickly greeted Zhen Yuanzi.

Yan Ming had just returned to the primitive world and was unclear about many things. Shen Gongbao was born late and had only a partial understanding of the grievances between these innate gods.

But Taoist Mosquito is different, he is very clear about his grudges against these three people.

The ancient demon tribe came to the East China Sea, Taiyi suppressed and killed the four dragon kings of that generation, and the ancestral dragons of the Immortal Qin Dynasty rushed into the ancient starry sky to help the First Emperor conquer the sky. These are old enemies.

Not to mention Zhen Yuanzi, the death of Hongyun is inseparable from the people in the demon clan. Kunpeng is the mastermind and Dijun Taiyi is the mastermind behind the scenes.

But they were all in the scene, so the three of them were relatively restrained here, and no one used their mouths.

The three of them, Yan Ming, brought the three of Zulong into Xuanyuan Realm and arrived at Xuanyuan Palace, where Zhang Ye sat cross-legged on the cloud platform.

Bai Ling arranged everything. Three futons were laid flat under the cloud platform. There was a jade table in front of each futon, with Xuanyuanjie's signboards on it, including Enlightenment Tea, Huangzhong Plum, and Apricot Blossom Stuff!

"Invite three fellow Taoists!" Zhang Ye opened his mouth and made an invitation.

Zhen Yuanzi and Di Jun had already vaguely guessed Zhang Ye's thoughts, so they sat down directly and made some calculations in their minds.

Although Zu Long didn't know, he didn't ask any more questions and just sat down.

Zhang Ye did not mention the topic first, but decided to give them a little sweetness first, saying: "Three fellow Taoists, how about we discuss the Tao first?"

The three people showed joy on their faces and said in unison: "Tianzun preaches, we can't thank you enough."

It is said to be discussing the Tao, but in fact it is just preaching. How can three people who have not yet achieved Hunyuan Wuji discuss the Tao with one who has already reached the late stage of Hunyuan Wuji?

Afterwards, the Xuanyuan Palace was filled with fragrance, various Taoist sounds echoed, the Taoist rhyme was dense, and the golden flowers formed by the condensed power of the pure spiritual energy bloomed and merged into the bodies of the three people.

The ancient times did not count the years, but in the blink of an eye it was a thousand years.

In just a thousand years, Di Jun was promoted to the peak of the fifth heaven of Hunyuan, Zhen Yuanzi was promoted from the peak of the sixth heaven of Hunyuan to the seventh heaven of Hunyuan, and Zulong was one step closer to the Wuji of Hunyuan.

"Thank you, Heavenly Lord!" The three of them bowed in unison.

Although it is not as good as the Taoist ancestor Zixiao Palace who preached in the past, it is indeed a gift of enlightenment and worthy of their worship.

Zhang Ye nodded and waved, and three spiritual treasures appeared in front of Di Jun and Zhen Yuanzi.

"Thank you two fellow Taoists for lending me the treasure!"

Zhen Yuanzi and Di Jun waved their hands to put away the Lingbao, feeling relieved in their hearts. That is to say, Zhang Ye has a strong character and is a well-known big dog owner in the ancient times. If it were the Second Sage of the West, they would be able to do it no matter what. Refuse to borrow.

"I invite three fellow Taoists to come here today to discuss something!"

"If you have anything to do, Tianzun, just do as you ask!" The three of them said in unison, with an extremely respectful attitude.

Zhang Ye opened his palm, and three disks and one bead appeared in his palm. They were magnificent and bright. The three of them were immediately attracted by this spiritual treasure.

The level of the spirit treasure itself is not high, it is just a top-grade innate spirit treasure. However, since the three of them are formation masters, they can naturally tell that this is a set of formations.

"What a majestic formation!" Zulong sighed.

"Tianzun is so good!" Di Jun also exclaimed.

Zhen Yuanzi did not speak, but looked at the polar formation with eyes fascinated.

If this formation was set up by the Earth Immortal Mansion, and the Earth Book was used to suppress the formation, he would stand on the earth and even dare to challenge Hunyuan Wuji.

The moment they saw this formation, the three of them understood what Zhang Ye meant.

This is clearly aimed at. One compass records the sun, moon and stars, another compass records the mountains, rivers and earth, and another compass records the waves of the world. "The poor Taoist wants to build a formation in the primitive world to stabilize the primitive world. I don't know what the three Taoist friends want!" Zhang Ye said slowly.

Zulong said: "Please Tianzun please explain in detail!"

"Once these four formations are deployed, a cycle will be formed to stabilize the prehistoric world. This is a matter of great merit!"

"At each grand formation node, Pindao will refine a spiritual treasure to suppress it. Three disciples from the clan can be selected to enter the grand formation node to suppress one side of the world!"

The eyes of the three of them lit up, so why discuss this?This is clearly an opportunity for them!

The disciples are stationed in each formation, and while maintaining the formation, they can also obtain merits, and there are also spiritual treasures to suppress the formation, all of which are made by Zhang Ye.

As we all know, among the innate saints in the ancient world, the one with the strongest inheritance of the art of weapon refining is Yuanshi Tianzun, but Xuanyuan Creation Tianzun is superior to others and is respected as the first weapon refiner in the ancient world.

Moreover, with his powerful cultivation, the prohibitions contained in the spiritual treasure are absolutely extremely profound.

In other words, while enjoying the vast spiritual energy of the nodes of the heaven and earth, there are also spiritual treasures that can comprehend the prohibitions and merits to protect the purity of the spiritual platform, which can be achieved in one fell swoop!

This is of great benefit to their Taoism. The stronger the Taoism, the stronger the gathered Qi, and the speed of their practice will be accelerated.

The only fly in the ointment is that Zhang Ye may take advantage of this opportunity to control the stars, the earth, and the ocean.

But this is not important. With Zhang Ye's cultivation, if he really wants these places, he can completely suppress them with force. Even Zhang Ye's followers can easily defeat these three traditions without him having to take action personally.

But again, there are prehistoric rules, and no one can break these rules without the ability to coerce them.

The first person to react was Zhen Yuanzi. Among the three, only Zhen Yuanzi was in charge of an orthodoxy, not the head of a clan.

Moreover, he had the closest relationship with Zhang Ye, so he spoke first:

"What does Tianzun need from me?"

"All the spiritual treasures and spiritual materials in the Xuanyuan Realm treasure house have been lost, so you need to prepare the spiritual materials for refining the spiritual treasures yourself!"

"It's a matter of course!" Zhen Yuanzi nodded, and even Dijun Zulong next to him looked "normal".

This is the rule of the ancient times. A large amount of resources are concentrated on a few people. If a little bit of it flows out from the fingers of these few people, it is enough for the low-level monks to make a lot of money.

Moreover, people in the ancient world are also very accustomed to this rule.

However, under Zhang Ye's influence, today's prehistoric era has become very fair. Most of the magic methods in Huantian Mirror are available, and there is even the way of Hunyuan Saint.

The human race has already taken the road of science and technology to the quasi-sage. The warships they built are enough to travel through chaos. The low-level monks can also use the warships to attack other small worlds and earn a share of resources.

The conversation with the three Zulongs was very pleasant. Next, it was just a matter of putting the ideas into action.

On the other side, Temujin met Wutian.

Wutian continues as always, walking on the ancient land and spreading his "Buddha" Dharma. The world in the West has already changed.

Many living beings regard themselves as Buddhas and worship themselves. With the power of one person, they destroy all dharma and make brave efforts. They do not believe in ghosts, gods and Buddhas, and only respect their own bodies.

Of course, there are also living beings with weak minds who need to find a living being to place their thoughts on. Wutian did not let them believe in the Demon Ancestor, but revealed the true form of Amitabha Buddha.

After all, although he practices the devil's path, he actually has a Buddha's heart.

Jieyin Zhunti on Mount Xumi gradually discovered that the source of the power of faith had decreased over the years, but the will and divine power of faith in incense continued unabated, and he was very happy about this.

The west is adjacent to the north and south, and moving forward from the west is the east. However, the power of the east is too great, and most of the innate gods are there.

Now, Wutian's footsteps have entered the northern part of the ancient world, shrouded in demonic clouds, in the name of discussing the Tao.

Walking through the vast grassland in the north, those who resisted angrily, or those who cheated after losing the argument, were all liquidated by Wutian's army of demons.

Relying on the words of the Buddha and an army of demons, Wutian's path to preaching was smooth.

On this day, Wutian finally walked onto the vast grassland. Most of the creatures here were humans and monsters. The monsters were unruly and had been liquidated by them. Now only the humans were left.

Under the sky, above the earth, Wutian was dressed in black robes, with black hair shawl on his head, and a warm smile on his face, measuring the land with his feet step by step.

In the distance, a group of iron cavalry roared towards them, causing a cloud of smoke and dust to fly all over the sky. There was the sound of armor rubbing against each other, and flags were flying.

At the front is a strong young man wearing a beast's clothing, with a flat nose and a broad face. He has a scimitar on his waist and a large bow on his back, but no arrows.

The mount under his crotch is not simple at all. It looks like a horse, but has a long neck, carries wings on its back, has a majestic gaze, and is golden in color, as if it is covered with a layer of golden armor.

This is clearly Temujin, and the mount under his command is also a high-end thing that Fuxi found from the demon clan, named Dragon Horse.

"Sky Eagle Demon God, you have breached the contract!" The young and strong man roared angrily.

"cracking!"

The cry of an eagle seemed to be able to penetrate through cracked gold and silk, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.

The next moment, a black shadow covered the sky and the sun. If you look closely, you will see a huge creature spreading its wings, covering the entire sky.

The sharp claws under the abdomen are extremely sharp, as if they are made of heavenly gold. The feathers on the body are black and shiny, thick and sharp. An aura that jumps out of the long river of time and space fills the air. At first glance, it is a great Luo demon god.

This demon god stared at Temujin and the others who were like ants below, with an extremely arrogant look in his eyes. Without saying a word, he flashed towards the cavalry below.

Temujin's eyes narrowed and he shouted softly: "Back off!"

With the order and prohibition, and the fact that the mount on his hip was not a mortal thing, under his leadership, the cavalry turned around and left, 30 miles away in an instant.

Black Eagle just jumped into the air, and he was stunned. The Yu Clan was good at speed, and they were able to hit from above and below, but they were able to escape like this. This was really embarrassing.

Before he could make a move, Temujin, who was 30 miles away, had already taken action.

Seeing that he had escaped to a safe area, Temujin raised his hand. The cavalry behind him suddenly stopped. He turned back. His flat nose and broad face made his eyes look small, but they were emitting a sharp light at the moment.

"shoot!"

After the words fell, Temujin took the lead to remove the long bow without any arrows. He pulled it out of thin air, and the golden arrows automatically appeared on the bow.

The arrow feathers flew out and turned into streams of light, overwhelming the sky and heading towards the Black Eagle Demon God.

The Black Eagle Demon God did not dodge, and directly put a pair of wings in front of him. He believed in his physical body, even though the Yu Clan was not good at physical methods.

But a Daluo would never be hurt by a group of the strongest Taiyi creatures.

However, he miscalculated. Within the realm of the human race, there are people with luck to help, and the leader of a country can defeat the enemy with the power of luck!
"cracking!"

From this sound, it can be heard that Black Eagle is extremely angry. If you look closely, you can see that there are many small spots on his wings. Although they are almost healed, the eagle has lost a lot of hair.

(End of this chapter)