This wilderness is too dangerous

"But it seems that the Qilin tribe is not harmonious!" Bai Ze's eyes flashed with wisdom.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and a rhythmic "bang bang" sound rang out.

Mo Xuan's excessive enthusiasm can be understood as their strength is strong, and they can help the Qilin tribe.

But Mo Xuan's last sentence is obviously very meaningful.

"This is an internal matter of the Qilin tribe. It has nothing to do with us. We just need to remember the main purpose of this time." Yuan Lian said indifferently.

There are all kinds of birds in a big forest.

As far as the future is concerned, a slightly larger family of dozens of people has complicated relationships.

What's more, the Qilin tribe is huge and has many branches. Even if they are from the same blood source, they are still close and distant. How can they be harmonious?

Where there are interests, there will be differences, and where there are differences, there will be conflicts. This is human nature and is inevitable.

Let alone the Qilin tribe, even the Yuanchu Temple is now in harmony, just because there are not enough sacreds and there are not many conflicts of interest between them.

But when the temple grows to a certain extent, it is still inevitable.

However, Yuanlian didn't care much.

The main purpose of establishing power was to better protect the Tao, accumulate resources, and have more life-saving power in the face of future catastrophes.

But the ultimate goal is to practice, to achieve Daluo, and to prove the Tao.

This is the fundamental, and power is just an external force.

Everyone stopped talking and began to practice and regulate their breath.

"Buzhou Mountain! If it weren't for the upcoming battle with the ferocious beasts, I might have taken a good look at this prehistoric sacred mountain. Maybe I could find some innate spiritual treasures, and that would be a big profit!"

Yuanlian's eyes were dim, and his heart was full of expectations.

The eastern part of the prehistoric world is rich in spiritual energy, and there are countless kinds of fairy grasses and flowers, but these ordinary spiritual objects are of great help to acquired creatures, but they are of no use to him, a golden immortal, who is innate and sacred.

"What about the prehistoric east, where there are outstanding people and beautiful places, and where there are countless innate spiritual treasures?"

"Opportunities are all lies." Yuanlian was a little depressed.

…

Time flies, and a thousand years pass in a flash.

In the past thousand years, Yuanlian has felt the arrival of dozens of innate sacred auras, but there are fewer and fewer of them.

Mo Xuan has also come several times, and everyone sat and talked, and had a great time.

Of course, several other elders of the Qilin tribe also came once, and they hinted that they hoped Yuanlian and others could join them.

Yuanlian just laughed and passed by without saying anything.

"Ding~~"

On this day, a crisp bell sounded, and Yuanlian and others woke up from their meditation.

"Seniors, the clan leader invites you to the hall to talk."

Outside the hall, the voice of a Qilin tribe member came.

"The war is finally about to start, hurry up, hurry up." Hongyun urged impatiently.

Everyone also knew Hongyun's character, just smiled slightly, got up and went out of the hall.

Soon, Yuanlian and his party were still outside a huge palace.

"Daoyou Yuanlian, fellow Daoists are here, follow me."

As soon as Yuanlian and his party arrived outside the hall, Mo Xuan went out to greet them.

"I guessed that there would be many innate saints gathering in the Qilin clan, but I didn't expect there would be so many!"

After Yuanlian sat down, he was surprised to see more than a hundred innate saints in the hall.

The hall was vast, and the innate saints sat in groups of three or two, and there were also groups of four or five like Yuanlian.

Yuanlian noticed that among the saints present, many of them probably had grudges.

The glances they inadvertently glanced at each other were a little cold, but they were well concealed and did not flare up.

"Daoyou Hongyun, haha, I didn't expect you to come too."

As soon as they sat down, they heard a deep voice coming from beside them.

It was a saint with a burly figure and a square face.

"Daoyou Kuiniu, you don't know me yet. How could I not come to kill the beast?"

"Come, come, let me introduce you..."

Hongyun immediately pulled Kuiniu over enthusiastically and introduced him one by one.

"Kuiniu greets all Daoists."

Kuiniu? Could it be the Kuiniu that Tongtian, one of the Three Pure Ones, rode?

Yuanlian looked at him curiously.

"Why didn't the Three Pure Ones come?" Yuanlian felt a little strange.

The Three Pure Ones brothers are a trinity. Although he has never seen them, he can see that there is no such combination among the gods present.

You know, the Three Pure Ones are the top strong men in the eastern part of the prehistoric world. I didn't expect that they didn't show up.

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yuanlian continued to observe.

It must be said that Hongyun really has friends all over the world. In addition to Kuiniu, there are several people who are acquainted by Hongyun, and they also greeted each other enthusiastically.

At this time, Yuanlian noticed two innate gods with extraordinary temperament.

There was a man and a woman. The man was majestic, wearing a dark yellow Taoist robe, exuding a mysterious and ethereal aura, with a faint sense of the mysterious innate yang.

What was even more eye-catching was the woman next to him. She was beautiful, gentle and majestic, with a mysterious and extraordinary temperament, and her aura contained infinite creation.

The two saints felt something in their hearts, turned their heads and looked over, smiling and nodding.

Yuanlian also nodded gently as a greeting.

Fuxi, Nuwa!

Yuanlian had some guesses in his heart. In the prehistoric world, he could not think of anyone else except Fuxi and Nuwa for such a combination.

However, he did not deliberately approach them, as it was too presumptuous. There would always be opportunities in the future.

At this moment, a golden-robed saint strode forward with his head held high, and his aura as vast as the abyss shook the sky.

"Fellow Taoists, I, the leader of the Qilin Clan, Jin Lin, would like to thank you very much for coming. Please take a seat."

Jin Lin sat on it and waved his hands gently.

"Sure enough, it's half-step Taiyi!"

"There are also six elders of the Golden Immortal Consummation! They are worthy of being one of the future overlords!"

Although she had already expected it, Yuan Lian was still slightly shocked.

The hall became quiet for a while.

Jin Lin smiled slightly, wanting this effect.

"The ferocious beasts are ravaging the world and destroying the beautiful world created by the ancestor gods. As innate gods, how can we just sit idly by and ignore them?"

"Although the ferocious beasts are powerful, we, the Qilin clan, are willing to do whatever it takes to do justice for heaven, slay the ferocious beasts, and restore peace to the world!"

Jin Lin looked solemn, setting the tone for the battle to conquer the ferocious beasts.

That is the Qilin clan, who sacrifice their lives and lead the gods to walk the path of heaven and defeat the ferocious beasts.

"good."

"Great kindness."

"The innate divine beings should act on behalf of heaven!"

A group of innate saints responded and unified their thoughts.

Yuan Lian softly agreed without saying anything. After all, when the Qilin tribe summoned the innate saints, they had already confirmed their leadership position in this war.

The saints present also knew what was going on, so naturally they didn't say anything against it.

Jin Lin pressed his hands together and waited until the hall became quiet before continuing:

"Although there are hundreds of millions of ferocious beasts, I can destroy them myself with the help of all the saints, but..."

He paused and then said, "However, this battle will last for a long time and we must not lose control of the rules. I intend to let the elders of each branch lead an army of millions of clansmen. You fellow Taoists can choose which branch to join, okay? ?”