Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

According to this scale, I am afraid that all the members of the Wu clan who can fight will cut off their arms, right?

If this is the case, at least for hundreds of years, the Wu clan is afraid that the clan will not be able to leave.

"Hongjun Daoist, ask to see Qinglian Daozu." Hongjun no longer looked at the broken arms, but looked at the mountain and spread out the sound transmission with mana.

The voice spread throughout Fengshan, and Hongjun continued: "I heard that the three clans fought, Phoenix, Birds, Asuras and many other creatures were seriously injured, and they specially sent healing medicine."

Qiankun glanced at the surrounding phoenix, and also stepped forward and said: "Qinglian Daozu, our Heavenly Dao Alliance did not participate in the three clan wars, and today sent the healing medicine, and asked Daozu to see it."

Immortal Yang Mei: "We are here with sincerity, and hope that Daozu's net will open up."

And Wang Shuo, still sitting at the stone table under the plane tree, poured himself a glass of fruit wine, and glanced at the Tiandao Alliance people at the foot of the mountain.

Fengzhu sat next to him and asked, "Do you want to see me? If not, I will ask my subordinates to send them away."

Wang Shuo was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You don't need to drive it away. Let it hang out for a few days. These people have troubled me a lot."

"Ah."

Fengzhu nodded obediently, without refuting, and sat next to Wang Shuo drinking with a gentle smile on his face.

Time passed bit by bit, and during this period, the Wu clan came once and delivered the Wu clan's exercises to Wang Shuo.

Three days later, everyone in the Tiandao Alliance below was obviously a little impatient.

If Hongjun hadn't stabilized, he would have turned his head and left.

Their Heavenly Dao Alliance, no matter how they belong to Heavenly Dao, is the face of Heavenly Dao.

What Wang Shuo did was undoubtedly embarrassing Heavenly Dao. How could everyone bear it?

Even Daoist Qiankun gave a cold drink: "Daoist Hongjun, let's go, since this Daoist Qinglian doesn't like seeing us so much, standing here, he may not be able to see him."

"Yes, I don't think people have seen our thoughts at all. After so many days, no one has paid attention to me." Daxian raised his eyebrows.

Only Hongjun gave a wry smile, glanced at the two, and sighed. The two of them couldn't hold their breath, wasn't it just a few days?

Now it's not that people are begging them to do things, but they are coming to ask Qinglian Taoist to do things.

If you don't correct your mentality, how can others let Daoist Yin-Yang go?

Under Hongjun's gesture, the group of people quickly became quiet again.

Before I knew it, three days passed.

Looking at Hongjun with a calm face, Wang Shuo finally smiled and let people bring Hongjun, Qiankun, and Yangmei to Fengshan. When they came up, Wang Shuo motioned them to sit down.

The three looked at each other, Hong Jun sat down first, habitually wanting to take out the fruit wine he made, but when he looked at the wine jar next to Wang Shuo, he laughed dryly and did not speak.

All his fruit wine brewing was learned from Wang Shuo's hands, and it would be a bit tricky to take it out in front of Wang Shuo.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still in good spirits." Wang Shuo politely poured a glass of wine for several people, looked at the fruit wine in front of him, raised his eyebrows and frowned, and sneered.

He drank a lot of fruit wine, even the top fruit wine in Hongjun's hands, he was a little tired of drinking it. After drying them for so many days, he just used fruit wine to entertain them.

On the contrary, Hongjun picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Although it smelled, the taste of the fruit wine was similar to that of the wine he brewed, but the taste was completely different.

But he didn't finish it in one gulp, but tasted it slowly.

When he raised his eyebrows, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all at once. The wine was slightly astringent, sweet, and the rich taste of wine reverberated in his mouth, and the wine was very strong. In the next second, his complexion turned a little red.

His eyes widened, he breathed out a breath of alcohol, and looked at the wine jug dryly.

This wine... The taste is really amazing. After drinking this wine, I feel that the wine made by Hongjun seems to be not so good. Throughout the prehistoric times, the rumored Hongjun fruit wine seems... somewhat inferior?

Wang Shuo was not stingy either. The wine in his hand was only brewed with acquired spirit fruit and spirit grass. It was not expensive. If it was brewed from congenital spirit fruit, Wang Shuo would not be willing to give it to them.

After all, as the three clans shave now, the resources are getting less and less, and the congenital spirit fruit and spirit grass are becoming rarer and rarer.

It was also at this moment that the entire prehistoric people realized the preciousness of the congenital spirit fruit and spirit grass, and did not dare to squander it at will.

He picked up the jug, poured another glass for Yangmei, and licked his mouth, as if he had forgotten the purpose of coming here.

It wasn't until the wine in the jug was exhausted that the three of them came to their senses, and Hongjun's face was even redder, feeling that he had come over to drink the wine.

"Uh... Daoist Qinglian, this time, we actually have something we want to discuss with Daoist Qinglian." Hong Jun smiled bitterly.

"Oh? What's the matter, please come over in person?" Wang Shuo half-smiled, he already knew the purpose of the three of them, but he didn't break it.

Qiankun was more outspoken, and immediately said: "This time I waited for three people to use all the power of the Tiandao Alliance to refine a lot of healing medicine for the Phoenix family, and even prepared a generous gift, come here to apologize."

"Do you want to apologize? Not long ago, the Wu clan said the same thing, but everyone left an arm." Wang Shuo didn't continue to take out the wine. He drank the wine, and it gradually ran out.

It is better to keep it for these three people.

Witch people?

Whether it was Hongjun, Qiankun, or Yangmei, they all subconsciously looked at the foot of Fengshan Mountain. The countless broken arms made their hearts jump.

Do you want them all to cut off their arms, and even the entire Heavenly Dao Alliance, to cut off their arms before they are willing to let the Yin-Yang Daoist go?

"Fellow Daoist Qinglian..." Hong Jun's face was embarrassed, his eyes were struggling, and he seemed to be considering whether to follow the Wu clan?

Wang Shuo didn't speak, just waited quietly, put his hand on the stone table, and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

Every beat is like a drum beat, hitting their hearts.

Could it be that we can only imitate the Wu clan?Cut off your arm?Even the entire Heavenly Dao Alliance has cut off its own arm... If this is really done, wouldn't the strength of the Heavenly Dao Alliance be greatly damaged?Even saving Yin and Yang would be a bit of a loss.