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

After the two left, Donghua couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He turned to Yuan Xiong and said, "Daoyou, you can't stop Xiong Er's revenge. It's better to let this hatred become the motivation for cultivation. Just guide it well and don't let it be dominated by hatred."

After hearing this, Yuan Xiong nodded helplessly. Didn't he know what kind of character his son was? Although he had been suppressing him for so many years, his revengeful thoughts had not diminished at all.

"I hope this child doesn't go astray."

Just then, a person walked in from outside. Just as he was about to say something, he saw an outsider here and stopped.

Seeing this, Yuan Xiong said, "It's okay, just say it if you have something to say."

"Chief, Ju Mang of the Demon God Clan invites you to come over."

Yuan Xiong frowned when he heard this.

"Got it, I'll go right after."

Donghua heard this and said, "Daoyou Yuanxiong, since you have something to do, we'll take our leave."

Yuanxiong waved his hand, "Don't be like this, Dong Wanggong. It's probably some trouble in the demon clan's heaven. It's not a big deal. It's just a fight. We've gotten used to it over the years."

"Daoyou rarely comes here. If you don't mind my clan's decline, why don't you stay for a few more days until I come back, so I can show my hospitality."

Donghua thought about it and realized that he also wanted to learn about the great tribes in the prehistoric times, so he might as well stay.

"In that case, I'm sorry to bother you, Daoyou Yuanxiong. Just go and do your work."

...

Donghua sat on the steps, with many iron-eating beasts below.

"The Great Dao is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and earth; the Great Dao is ruthless, running the sun and the moon; the Great Dao is nameless, nourishing all things; I do not know its name, so I call it Dao. The Dao has clarity and turbidity, movement and stillness; the sky is clear and the earth is turbid, the sky moves and the earth is still...

If a person can always be clear and still, the heaven and earth will all return to him. The spirit of a person likes clarity, but the heart disturbs it; the human heart likes stillness, but desires pull it. If one can always get rid of desires, the heart will be still, and if one can clear the heart, the spirit will be clear."

Donghua's preaching was not like golden lotuses emerging from the ground, but it was also like the thunder of the Great Dao filling the ears, with endless rumbling.

When the sermon ended, everyone stood up and saluted: "We thank the King of the East."

Donghua smiled and nodded, and stood up and was about to leave.

"Great God, Great God."

Xiong Er chased after him from behind.

"Slow down, slow down, don't be anxious, what's the matter with you?"

Xiong Er scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Great God, I have something to ask for."

"Tell me!"

Xiong Er stretched out his right hand, took out his black iron stick, and said, "Great God, I heard from my father that you are a master of refining weapons, and I want to ask you to re-refined the weapon for me."

Donghua nodded. Although he can refine weapons, he is definitely not a master. If it comes to formations, he can indeed be called a master.

He took the black iron stick and weighed it in his hand. The magic power penetrated the stick, and he immediately understood the structure of the weapon.

It can only be said that this weapon is too crudely refined. It was refined using the method of Shinto, and it is the lowest-grade acquired spiritual treasure.

"Okay, no problem, come back in a month!"

After saying that, Donghua left this place.

He has been in the Iron-eating Beast Tribe for the past few days, and has also witnessed the backwardness of the tribe in this era.

Daily life, marriage, way of speaking, etc., all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation show backwardness.

The classes are clearly divided, the top monks enjoy everything, and the bottom monks have a hard time.

The current prehistoric world is no longer the era of being born as immortals, and ordinary creatures have begun to be born.

During this period, Donghua traveled around the tribe, teaching the lower-level people how to practice, and based on the magic of later generations, he created many immortal cultivation techniques and spells.

Most of them were taught life skills and some customs.

He would also preach to the high-level monks who became immortals, because Donghua found that he would gain new things in the process of preaching.

Donghua walked in the Iron-eating Beast Tribe, and there were many pedestrians on the road who all greeted him.

"Hello, Great God Taiwei."

"Where are you busy?"

Hearing their questions, Donghua would answer with a smile.

Returning to a simple residence built in a bamboo forest, Donghua found that Shao Siming was not practicing, but cooking.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you cooking?"

Taihua didn't even turn his head, only paying attention to the food in the pot: "Didn't you teach them how to cook these days? I also learned a little bit. It will be ready soon. You can try it later."

After a while, Taihua served four dishes.

"Emperor, how about trying my dishes?"

Donghua sat down and said: "Don't call me Emperor when you go out in the future. Since you are your brother to others, you can call me brother."

After that, he picked up a dish with chopsticks and tasted it.

When Donghua finished eating, Taihua hurriedly asked: "How is it? How is it? How is the dish I cooked?"

"Well, it's good, but it's too extravagant. You are not cooking at all. These are some innate spiritual objects. Even if you don't cook, they are delicious."

"You should use ordinary ingredients to cook, so that the dishes made will have a unique flavor."

Taihua pouted and said: "I know, I tried several times before, but I couldn't do it well. It's far from what you do, brother."

Donghua smiled: "Just practice more, and don't be busy with these trivial things. Cultivation is the most important. You haven't practiced well in the tribe these few days. You should..."

Before Donghua finished speaking, he found that Shao Siming Taihua had a momentum rising from his body, and he had the peak cultivation of Daluo Jinxian.

"When did you break through?"

Taihua said proudly: "Brother, you didn't expect that my cultivation level has already broken through."

Donghua nodded. He really didn't expect this. He had discovered earlier that Taihua was still far away from breaking through, but today he had already broken through.

"I didn't expect that in the past few days, as my brother was imparting knowledge and preaching to the tribe, I found that all of this was in line with my Tao. I suddenly had an idea the day before yesterday, and I made a breakthrough."

After hearing this, Donghua thought about the details.

In the past few days, he has imparted a lot of knowledge to the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe, which can be summarized as people's livelihood.

Before becoming an immortal, Shaosi Mingtaihua himself was the god in charge of destiny and fortune.

"It seems that you have found your own way. This is very good. It is easy for a monk to understand the law, but it is difficult to understand your own way. This is also the key to breaking through the Hunyuan Golden Immortal and becoming a quasi-sage. Yes, it is really good. ”

Before the Heavenly Way, because the Great Way existed and it was easy to comprehend the laws, everyone practiced the Shinto Way, and the Shinto Way was the mainstream in the ancient world.

Now that the way of heaven has been born, it is much more difficult to comprehend the laws than in the past, but it is still very easy for those who are innately sacred and talented.

But it is always difficult for a monk to understand his own way. This way is not about laws and cultivation, but about principles.

"Okay, brother."

After the two of them finished eating, Donghua came to an empty space and took out the black iron rod that Xiong Er had given him before.

He took out some rare magical materials, thought for a while, and then took out some more materials.

Then he directly sacrificed the Hunyuan Cauldron. This was a middle-grade innate spiritual treasure that contained the Hunyuan Qi. It was an excellent refining furnace and cauldron.

The pure Yang divine fire was baked under the Hunyuan cauldron, and then the black iron rod was put into the cauldron and the sacrifice began.

Then put some materials in one after another.

It can be clearly seen in the cauldron that the black iron rod is constantly getting smaller, and some parts are directly melted, and then the newly melted material juice is filled in.

Fusion and refining of all the materials together is the first step in refining the weapon.

When the refining is completed, the black iron rod in the cauldron is in its most primitive state.

At this time Donghua began to carve the inscriptions on the avenue.

First, the law of gravity is refined into an inscription and engraved inside the black iron rod, and then it is integrated into one body under the refining of Hunyuan Yiqi and pure Yang divine fire.

Then there are the Laws of Breaking, the Laws of Space, the Laws of Five Elements, etc. Each of these laws was engraved inside the black iron rod by Donghua Refining.

Finally, the black iron rod itself could no longer bear it, and Donghua stopped.

After thinking for a while, I also described the latest magical power I had realized, Xiaoxiaruyi.

When the carving was completed, Donghua used his mana again, and Hunyuan Qi directly transformed into a hammer shadow in the cauldron, constantly hitting the black iron rod.

Under the refining of the Pure Yang Divine Fire and the hammering of the Hunyuan Qi, various avenue inscriptions began to merge, and finally slowly merged with the Xuan Iron Rod.

When Donghua saw this, he knew that the weapon refining was successful this time.

When the pure Yang divine fire ceased, the black iron rod burst out of the cauldron, flying in the air, vibrating and beating everywhere, releasing its own energy.

Donghua stretched out his hand, and the black iron rod returned to his hand automatically, and he felt the power in the rod.

"Top-grade Houtian Lingbao"