Fengshen Wendaoxing

Fuxi's figure suddenly stopped, staring at the flying white dragon in a trance.

Shennong was surprised and anxious: "Why stop, Brother Huang, that old dragon has run away!"

"Don't chase, let's go back!"

Fuxi said suddenly.

"Why?"

Shennong was puzzled: "Don't let him explain clearly, in case it touches my human luck..."

"You have also seen him come back from this rebirth. Although he is no longer in the ancestral realm of Dzogchen, he has entered the ancestral realm. We have caught up with him several times and he easily walked away. He did not fight with us. the meaning of."

Fuxi meaningfully glanced at the outline of the land in the distance, and said: "And what he said is right. There is Beiju Luzhou in front, and it is no longer an area where our human race can reach out."

Shennong also slowly stopped, looking at the outline of the continent that could not be seen at a glance, his expression slowly sank.

If this was the ancestral dragon at the pinnacle of the ancestral realm, he would not run away.

Of course, then it will not be the turn of them to chase behind their buttocks, and they will turn around.

There is only one person at the pinnacle of the Terran Ancestral Realm, Suihuang!

"Then what should I do with the hands and feet that the old immortal made in Human Race?" Shennong whispered.

Fuxi raised his right hand, the palm of his palm burst out with divine light, and an innate gossip emerged and it was revolving again and again.

Fuxi said: "I have just made a fortune about this matter!"

Shennong looked at the rotating gossip and said hurriedly: "How good is it?"

Fuxi stared at the gossip and gradually frowned, and his expression became heavier, but the gossip kept going.

Shennong said in shock: "Why don't you have a hexagram?"

Fuxi shook his right hand, and all the yin and yang and gossip patterns in his palm disappeared.

"Good and bad...unpredictable!"

Fuxi took a deep breath and exhaled four words.

"Why... not out of hexagrams?"

Shennong's pupils shrank in horror and said: "Since the birth of the emperor's innate gossip, there has never been such a situation..."

"Perhaps what happened this time has a great impact on Human Race."

Fuxi shook his head: "I'll return to Huoyun Palace first, but the mortal clan's luck will be turbulent, and I will work with Suihuang and others later."

Shennong looked deeply at Beiju Luzhou again.

There is Huoyun Palace in Nanzhan Buzhou, and Luzhou in Beiju also has one mountain and one sea.

The mountain is named Zhongshan, and the sea is Beiming!

I don't know whether this Zulong ran to Beiju Luzhou to take root or just temporarily to hide from the limelight.

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world.

After the self-appointed **** war, the righteous **** returned and the three religions disbanded!

The immortal Qi refiner either retreats to the deep mountains and devotes himself to practice, or finds Lingshan to set up the mountain gate, accepts disciples to preach.

Later, Dashang was destroyed, and the world fell into chaos. There were not only a hundred schools of thought, but also demons.

So all sects also sent their disciples down the mountain to lower the demons.

It's just that there are many qi-refining domains among these monsters, but many have stepped into the immortal way, so the immortal cultivators have also paid a great price.

Later, it was the legendary story of Emperor Zhen Wulu descending to the world to slay demons and exorcise demons.

Once the evildoers are eliminated, the rest is the war of mortals.

...

The desolate avenue was covered with gravel.

Rumble!

Suddenly there was the sound of horses' hoofs and shouts in the distance, and Shiduo rode and guarded a carriage galloping along the road.

All the way west!

The direction they were going was Qin State among the Seven Great Nations.

In the carriage ahead, a middle-aged man with a beard looked a little nervous, and from time to time he opened the curtain and looked back.

"Prince rest assured, rest assured, it's okay, it's okay."

Another person in the carriage whispered relief: "The subordinates have already arranged it. After thirty miles, it will be the Qin State Camp. As long as you enter the Qin State Camp, the prince will be fine."

Although he said so, the clenched fists in his sleeves showed that his mood was not peaceful.

"He didn't care about my life or death at all, and let me go to Zhao Guo to be a proton for so many years."

The man known as the prince gritted his teeth and said angrily: "At the end of my husband’s plan, King Zhao has promised to let me go back this time, but he suddenly launched a war between the two countries. If we hadn’t run fast, I’m afraid we will become Zhao early. The Chinese are under the sword."

He is Qin Yiren, and the husband beside him is named Lu Buwei.

Lu Buwei also looked helpless after hearing this.

This war of King Qin disrupted all his plans.

"That's it!" Qin Yiren was shocked suddenly: "Sir, Zhao Ji and Zheng'er are still in Zhao Country..."

Lu Buwei smiled bitterly: "Prince, can we escape our lives now? Let's say that the lady and the prince can only look at their good fortune."

Qin Yiren gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Rumble!

At this time, the ground shook for a while, and the iron armoured army under the banner of "Zhao" appeared in the distance, rushing like a flood, narrowing the distance between the two sides at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No, chasing soldiers are here."

Lu Buwei glanced back in surprise.

Qin Yiren's face was pale, hands shaking Lu Buwei's arms and said, "What to do, sir, think of a way, think of a way..."

Lu Buwei pulled up the curtain of the car and said to the driver: "Quick, quicker!"

The coachman said: "Sir, no, my horse will be exhausted sooner."

Lu Buwei gritted his teeth, suddenly grabbed the whip with a grim expression and kicked the coachman off the carriage: "I can take care of your horse anytime."

There was a scream from the coachman from behind.

Qin Yiren looked at Lu Buwei with a grim look in surprise: "Sir, you..."

Lu Buwei slapped his whip and slammed the horse back with blood and left a few blood marks: "One less person can reduce the weight and make the carriage faster. Prince, please open one of the boxes on the car and throw it away."

Qin Yiren swept across the carriage quickly, saw a row of five or six watermelon boxes, opened one and was suddenly shocked.

I saw the box filled with yellow gold.

Qin Yiren hesitated: "Sir, this..."

Lu Buwei said angrily: "If the gold is gone, then make money. Is money or life more important?"

Qin Yiren gritted his teeth and opened the box and threw it out. A rain of gold fell behind the carriage.

Soon after, soldiers from the State of Zhao arrived, and there was a small riot after some soldiers saw the gold.

But soon they recovered and caught up again.

So Lu Buwei asked Qin Yiren to drop a box again. Repeated this several times, Qin Yiren was panting and leaning on his waist, and General Zhao Guo could only catch them by seeing them in front.

The strong wind rolled up the yellow sand.

Suddenly another group of soldiers with perseverance in the yellow sand appeared in front, under the banner of "Qin".

"Who are you?"

"Quickly stop, or you will let go of your arrows."

A soldier shouted.

Lu Buwei lifted his spirits and shouted with joy: "Lu Buwei escorted Prince Qin to the arrival of another person~www.readwn.com~ Quickly get out of the way, and there is Zhao Guo chasing soldiers behind..."

The army stepped aside, and Lu Buwei drove into the Qin army formation in a carriage.

Zhao's army stopped far, and after a long confrontation, the general left with a wave of reluctance and helplessness.

Zhao State, Handan, Qin Yiren's Mansion.

"Zheng'er, Zheng'er..."

A glamorous woman whispered from the front and back of the mansion with unconcealed anxiety between her brows and eyes.

Under the rockery in the backyard, a nine-year-old boy with a torn and bleeding forehead fell into a coma and frowned.

He saw a person in his mind.

In the misty clouds, a man with a tall figure, a majestic face, and a dragon-robed temperament that cannot be described in words appeared in front of him.

Looking at him is like facing the majestic ten thousand mountains, one can only look up, and his pupils are filled with deep vicissitudes and unspeakable domineering.

"who are you?"

The little boy looked at him and asked.

Facing the man who had to look up to this is sacred, the little boy looked curious, not in awe.

"The emperor of the human race... Oh, the emperor, don't even put the sky in your eyes, the emperor is nothing."

After a cold snort, the man lowered his head and looked at the little boy's eyes and began to emit a terrifying light: "As long as you are taken away, you will be transformed into an external incarnation, and after mastering the human luck, you will be transferred to the dragon... As the Dragon Race fulfilled the long-cherished wish that was not fulfilled at the beginning."

When the man finished speaking, he roared and turned into a thickly armored golden dragon with a huge mouth and swallowed it towards the little boy.

"No, no..."

The little boy outside gave out golden light all over, and his expression looked a bit painful and distorted.

Suddenly the purple stars above the sky began to oscillate, and a beam of purple light condensed from the stars and rushed down towards the world.

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