Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

Tianshan!

Tianshan is located in the northernmost part of West Kunlun. There are thousands of mountains connected here. The weather is cold. The pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth turns into endless white snow at the moment of falling, covering the mountains, and it is covered with silver!

And in the snowy scenery of the mountains, there are two figures holding hands and walking.

Looking closer, it is Donghua and Queen Mother Taizhen!

Since the end of the last discussion, Donghua has been staying in West Kunlun, one is to consolidate his cultivation, the second is to heal Queen Mother Xi, and the third is to accompany Queen Mother Xi to visit West Kunlun.

At this time, Queen Mother Xi Taizhen is wearing a white phoenix robe, the cloak behind her moves in the wind, her eyes are slightly closed, feeling the wind from the natural world, just like a mortal, and like a goddess of the nine heavens.

"Brother, I have been very happy during this period. This is an experience I have never had since I was born." A crisp and pleasant voice rang in the mountains!

Donghua was wearing a black robe. Ever since his innate white hair turned black, he liked wearing black clothes.

It can’t be said that he was wearing black clothes. The clothes were still the same clothes, but the color had changed. You should know that the robe he was wearing was an acquired spiritual treasure.

“We cultivators have our hearts set on the great way, but on the long road, there are things that are hard to give up. The teacher’s method of beheading the three corpses also originated from this.” Donghua said softly.

Then he knelt on one knee and grabbed the pure white snow on the ground. The snow transformed by spiritual energy was rubbed in his hands, like dough, and instantly turned into an ice crystal jade hairpin.

Queen Mother of the West put down her arms, looked at the person who was playing in front of her, and said with a smile: "Brother, how can you play these things like the person who was born after birth."

"But the teacher's method of beheading the three corpses is really magical, it is really a supreme method. If you can really behead the three corpses, you can be a fellow Taoist. It's a pity that my cultivation in the realm of Taoism can only behead one corpse, and I have no idea about the remaining two corpses."

Donghua stood up, ignored the words of Queen Mother of the West, and inserted the ice crystal jade hairpin on Queen Mother of the West's head, and said softly:

"Junior sister is really beautiful!"

After praising, he continued: "The teacher's method of beheading the three corpses is to divide all the obstacles on the road into three types of good and evil. It is easy to behead the two corpses of good and evil, but the last corpse of obsession is basically difficult to behead. I don't know whether it is good or bad."

Donghua is very clear about the pros and cons of beheading the three corpses, and Hongjun once said it when he preached, but no matter what, for now, this is the best way to improve the cultivation of the realm of Taoism.

Queen Mother of the West raised her hand and stroked the jade hairpin on her head, smiling.

This smile was like the blooming of heaven and earth!

"Did you say this to Hou Tu as well?"

Donghua was caught off guard by the question, and looked at Queen Mother of the West in shock, a little unbelievable, when did the goddess of the wilderness ask these words like ordinary people in later generations, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer,

"Brother, are you leaving?" She didn't continue to ask, it was a meaningless thing, and it would be bad to ask again!

Donghua nodded gently and said: "Fuxi and I have a hundred-year appointment, and I just want to go to the Wu Court to take a look, and my Bagua Avenue should also be spread all over the world!"

Queen Mother of the West thought for a while and said: "I want to go too, why don't we go together, and I just happen to travel around the wilderness now!"

"Okay!" Donghua agreed readily!

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The wilderness doesn't remember years, and a thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye!

During this thousand years, Donghua first accompanied the Queen Mother of the West to travel around the prehistoric world. When he met someone with a predestined relationship, he would teach the way of Bagua. Sometimes he would stop at a random hilltop to talk about the great way.

It was not until the agreed time came that he joined Fuxi!

The three of them traveled together in the prehistoric continent and visited many tribes in Wuting.

In some small tribes, the highest level of cultivation was only Jinxian, and in some large tribes, there were great witches with the cultivation of Daluo Jinxian.

Just like the Kuafu tribe where they are now, the leader of the tribe is named Kuafu, a great witch at the peak of Daluo.

I just don’t know if this Kuafu is the one that people in later generations know.

When Fuxi, Donghua and the Queen Mother of the West traveled in the Wu tribe, sometimes they hid their bodies and silently observed the life of the tribe.

Sometimes they transformed into members of the Wu tribe and participated in their lives. They also hunted monsters, and sometimes they were injured, and finally received treatment from the witch doctors unique to the Wu tribe.

Sometimes, I participated in the unique sacrifice of the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan’s highest standard of sacrifice was not to Heaven, but to Pangu and the earth.

After Donghua and others observed, this act of worshipping Pangu was found to be a spontaneous behavior. No one guided them. They believed from their blood that Pangu was the sky and the earth gave birth to them.

In fact, the Wu Clan did not worship Heaven, but only worshipped Pangu. This was not a problem in Donghua’s view.

The Tao in the prehistoric world was originally transformed by Pangu. It can be said that without Pangu, there would be no Heaven.

However, this act of worshipping Pangu is becoming less and less in the prehistoric world today. Pangu’s existence and influence gradually disappeared in the prehistoric world. Some people who have been born later don’t even know the name of Pangu.

“Daoyou Fuxi, what do you think of this journey?”

Fuxi recalled what he had seen and heard along the way, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: “Wu Ting civilization is indeed advanced, but the thinking is too narrow. After all, it is only the civilization of the Wu Clan. It does not have the spirit of all-encompassing and is difficult to become a climate.”

Then he looked at the Wu people who were returning from hunting in the distance and said, "The Wu people who were born through postnatal breeding need a lot of blood and blood to replenish their qi and blood during their growth process for their cultivation, so they hunted the demons and other ancient tribes on a large scale to obtain blood and blood."

"It can be said that the contradiction between the myriad races and the Wu people has become increasingly serious. The biggest contradiction among them is the Wu people and the demons. When the two meet, it is a fight to the death!"

At this point, Fuxi sighed helplessly: "If it goes on for a long time, will there still be demons on this prehistoric continent?"

Donghua smiled and said indifferently: "Survival of the fittest. No matter how many years have passed, the Wu people can't kill all the demons, but the hatred between them is indeed increasing day by day."

Donghua saw this very clearly. It was like the wolves and sheep on the grasslands in the future. Sheep had no power to resist wolves, but no matter how long it took, sheep would not become extinct!

Although it is a bit inappropriate to use wolves and sheep to describe the lower-level Wu and demon tribes on the prehistoric continent, this is the truth.

However, as time goes by, the hatred between the liches is increasing day by day. This is no longer just a dispute over the truth of the top level, but extends to all aspects of the two races.

Comparatively speaking, the hatred between the lower-level liches is even worse than that of the upper level.

Because the lower-level liches have all the emotions, they are not like the innate gods, they have their own relatives and friends, and the acquired people are born with seven emotions and six desires.

In the process of continuous hunting between the two races, many relatives and friends died at each other's hands. The issue between the two races is no longer a simple question of right and wrong, but a question of hatred and survival.

Hatred spreads among the two ethnic groups and gradually spreads. This hatred is no longer something that anyone can solve or stop. Di Jun can't do it, and Di Jiang can't do it.

Unless you can erase the memory of all the liches and destroy their instincts, even if Hongjun comes, it won't work.

Because this has become hatred between the two ethnic groups.

I believe that this hatred will eventually erupt one day.

That day must be earth-shattering!

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