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

Donghua finished recruiting disciples.

Shao Siming stepped forward and said, "Congratulations to Brother Taiwei for recruiting a good disciple."

Iron-eating beast Xiong Er also said, "Congratulations to the great god for recruiting a good disciple."

Donghua was also very happy. If we talk about the talent of the disciples, all the disciples of the Three Pure Ones in the future are not worthy of carrying his shoes.

But the talent of the disciples is important, but the willpower of cultivation, the mind, etc. are also very important.

Haven't you seen the disciples of the Taiqing in the later generations, the great master Xuandu, such a mind and will are indeed rare, and he has also achieved the cultivation of quasi-saints.

Don't think that quasi-saints can be achieved casually. Quasi-saints are mixed primordial golden immortals, and they can truly be said to be enlightened.

The disciples of the great saints in the later generations have the advantage of time, place and people, but there are only a few who have achieved quasi-saints.

After recruiting disciples, Donghua was about to leave.

Iron-eating beast Xiong Er hesitated for a moment and said, "Great God Taiwei, may I invite you to visit our tribe?"

Donghua thought for a moment and said, "Okay!"

During these years of traveling in the prehistoric world, he only visited some small tribes and clans to avoid being involved in bigger disputes.

Today, he can go to the Iron-eating beast tribe under the Demon God Clan to take a look.

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Several people crossed mountains and ridges and arrived at the Iron-eating beast tribe in an instant.

"Hello, young clan leader."

"Where are you going to hunt, young clan leader?"

"Young clan leader, the clan leader has been looking for you and can't find you. Where have you been?"

All along the way, there were clan members who greeted the Iron-eating beast.

Donghua smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you, Xiong Er, are the young leader of the Iron-eating Beast Clan."

Xiong Er said honestly, "God, please don't make fun of me. I just met a good father. The difference in strength is huge."

Donghua: "It doesn't matter if your strength is a little different now. You are still young. You will have more time to practice in the future. Besides, you can comprehend the law of power. Your future achievements are limitless."

Xiong Er touched his head embarrassedly. In fact, he didn't know how he comprehended the law of power. Anyway, it was very mysterious.

"God, my father is looking for me. Why don't we go together? Maybe you and my father know each other?"

Donghua thought about it. He really met the leader of the Iron-eating Beast Clan and heard the Tao in Zixiao Palace.

"Okay, then go and see your father. I haven't seen him for a long time!"

Several people walked forward and came directly to a palace.

"Where did you run to, you little brat? Don't you know what time it is now?"

As soon as he entered the hall, a tall figure picked up Xiong Er and scolded him.

Xiong Er struggled hard, but found it useless, so he begged, "Dad, there are outsiders here, please give me some face and let me down."

At this time, the figure threw Xiong Er aside and said, "You are a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, what face do you want? The fight is getting more and more fierce now. If you die again, what will your father do? If you dare to run around again, I will break your legs."

Xiong Er was aggrieved and didn't say anything, but there was a kind of loneliness in his aggrieved eyes.

Shao Siming couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

The figure looked over and looked at Shao Siming for a while, but didn't recognize who it was.

When he looked at Donghua, he recognized him at a glance, after all, they were all guests of Zixiao Palace.

Yuan Xiong, the leader of the Iron-eating Beast Clan, was shocked and said in confusion: "I didn't know that the Lord of the East was here. I'm sorry for not welcoming him."

"Lord of the East? Master, you are the Lord of the Purple Mansion, Lord of the East? Master, didn't you say you are Taiwei?"

"Great God, are you Lord of the East?"

Golden Wing Dapeng and Xiong Er were shocked when they heard Yuan Xiong's words.

Donghua smiled and said to Yuan Xiong: "Daoyou Yuanxiong, I haven't seen you for a while, and you are still the same as before."

After that, he said to Shao Siming beside him: "Taihua, this is Daoyou Yuanxiong, the leader of the Iron-eating Beast Clan, and we are both guests in the Purple Sky Palace."

"This is my Shao Siming of the Purple Mansion, Taihua."

Yuan Xiong said seriously: "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. The Lord of the East is the leader of the male immortals, and now he has the cultivation level of a quasi-saint. I really don't deserve this Daoyou."

Yuan Xiong is the peak cultivation level of the Golden Immortal.

Shao Siming bowed: "Meetings, Chief Yuan Xiong."

Yuan Xiong: "Meetings, Taoist Taihua. You and I can call each other Taoist friends."

After a few greetings, Yuan Xiong also understood why Donghua came here. When he heard that Xiong Er almost died.

He couldn't hold it in any longer and beat Xiong Er up.

"You bastard, how many times have I told you to practice well in the tribe? You insisted on going out to cause trouble. I'll beat you to death."

A fist landed directly on Xiong Er's buttocks, making Xiong Er scream in pain. He couldn't bear it and used his magic power to resist.

"You bastard dare to use magic power to resist."

This time Yuan Xiong was even more annoyed. A green bamboo board appeared in his hand and he beat Xiong Er fiercely.

Xiong Er: "You old man, you want to beat me to death."

Seeing this, Donghua couldn't stop it, and it was a bit unbearable not to stop it, but it was really a bit unbearable. If you want to fight, wouldn't it be better to do it secretly after going down?

Donghua: "Daoyou Yuanxiong, can you spare Xiong Er for my sake today?"

Yuanxiong paused.

"Sorry to make you laugh, King Dong, this kid is not obedient at all."

Donghua: "It's okay, it's okay, young people still have some energy, and Xiong Er is very talented, and he has comprehended the law of exertion. He has a bright future. Congratulations to Daoyou."

Yuanxiong did not show any joy when he heard this, and sighed.

"I'm very happy that this brat can practice the law of power, but I hope he doesn't practice it."

Donghua was puzzled.

"Fellow Taoist, why is this?"

Yuan Xiong: "Hey, I originally had two sons. Xiong Er was the second son. His eldest brother died a few years ago in a battle with the demon clan."

"Their mother asked me to raise them before she died. Now that they only have one son left, I hope he can grow up safely and continue to practice well."

After hearing this, Donghua remained silent, but he didn't know what to say. No matter what era, parents' love for their children is selfless.

After Xiong Er heard Yuan Xiong's words, he stood up from the ground and said angrily: "Dad, don't stop me. I just want to fight. I will practice hard. Sooner or later, I will avenge my mother and elder brother."

After hearing this, Yuan Xiong was also very pleased and patted Xiong Er on the shoulder: "Be obedient, practice well, and don't run around. With your little cultivation, how can you take revenge? I am the one who takes the revenge of your mother and eldest brother. I’m not dead yet, so it’s not your turn yet.”

Xiong Er was indignant, but he also knew that his father was right, and his cultivation was indeed far behind.

Shao Siming asked in confusion: "I wonder who Yuan Xiong's enemy is?"

"It's Bati, one of the top ten demon gods of the demon clan."

When he said this, Yuanxiong's eyes were very calm, as if he was talking about a dead person.

After hearing this, Shao Si ordered Taihua to say nothing. This was the result of the fight between the two clans, and it was hard for her as an outsider to say anything.

If the murderer was someone else, she could still help Yi Er. After all, she liked Xiong Er very much.

Donghua saw that the atmosphere in the hall had become dull, so he said: "Fellow Taoist Yuanxiong, I am very optimistic about this kid Xiong Er. He has extraordinary talents and high fighting talent. He can also understand the law of force that can defeat ten thousand methods with one force." ”

"As the saying goes, a young man's ambition is like the rising sun and the blue clouds. Thirty thousand years to the east of the river, thirty thousand years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty."

After Donghua said this, Yuanxiong and Taihua's reaction was not very big. After all, they had experienced too much. Geniuses are good, but geniuses who have not grown up are nothing.

But when Golden-winged Dapeng Qingxuan and Xiong Er heard this, their faces turned red and they were very excited, as if they had been on steroids.

Xiong Er: "Master, do you really think so?"

Donghua patted Xiong Er on the shoulder and said, "Well, that's right, young man, I'm optimistic about you. Your future is limitless."

"And you, Qingxuan, the future of the Great Desolate World ultimately depends on you young people."

Donghua poured a bowl of chicken soup for the two of them.

Qingxuan said excitedly: "Yes, Master, this disciple will definitely practice well and not embarrass you."

Xiong Er said to his father: "Dad, did you hear it? Even the great gods say this, so don't stop me. I'm a genius."

Yuanxiong: "You brat..."

Before Yuan Xiong could finish speaking, Xiong Er hurriedly said: "Dad, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to practice."

"Master, then you talk to my father, and I will go down."

Donghua nodded and said: "Okay, you have to practice hard. What happened between you and Qingxuan is nothing. You are both young people and should have more words to say. You just happen to take Qingxuan down to visit your tribe." visit."

"Yes, Great God, I have forgotten it for a long time."

"Yes, Master."

After the two of them finished speaking, they ran out of the hall.