Chapter 2: The Three Realms
The Dongwang tribe now has 100,000 people!
100,000 people seems to be a lot, but, in this world, it is pitiful, Wu said, in the heyday of the Dongwang tribe, there were 8 million people, and now there are only 100,000 left, but it is in decline.
I learned from the mouth of the witch that there are many people in the world who have become spirits. Often as soon as he is born, he is the king of a tribe.
The original king of the Dongwang tribe had just died in the hands of a fierce beast, and the Dongwang tribe was originally scattered, but now, the totem has become a spirit, so naturally there is no need to fight.
The prince of the east is the new king.
After a few days, Wang Xiong had already learned a little about the situation from Wukou.
"10,000 years? It's been 10,000 years! A shock flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.
This time I went back, at most two months, but the time of the life wheel has been down for 10,000 years?
"Sure enough, the most mysterious thing in the world is time!" Wang Xiong's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Wang, the people sent by the Fuxi tribe are waiting for a reply, we ......!" Wu looked at Wang Xiong, now the prince of the East.
"Fuxi tribe, the largest tribe in the world?" Wang Xiong looked at Wu.
"Yes! The Fuxi tribe is blessed by Nuwa Niangniang, so that no tribe is inferior to them, and the king of their tribe, called Fuxi, is the first person today! I heard that the way of all things in heaven and earth can be deduced, and the strength is even more powerful than those legendary immortals, some immortals go to the Fuxi tribe, and they must bow down, in the Fuxi tribe, no one is allowed to fly! Wu explained.
"Fuxi wants to hold a 'Heaven Acting Conference'? Invite the king of a thousand tribes to participate? Go, such a big thing, why don't I go, tell the messenger of the Fuxi tribe, when the time comes, I will definitely arrive! A firm word flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.
"Yes!" Wu quickly retreated.
"Fuxi? Listening to Qinghuan, in the second yuan meeting, he was the husband of Nuwa? Now, it's a Terran? It's interesting, the Acting Heaven Conference? Acting at the Heaven Conference, the eldest brother should also go, right? Wang Xiong's expression flashed.
The Eastern Princes crossed over and had already restored the Golden Immortal Cultivation, but they did not run in all directions to find the whereabouts of Emperor Jun, because the Eastern Princes understood that it was not safe for them to be at the moment.
Zhao Gongming just now is an example, at this moment, the Dongwang tribe is likely to be monitored.
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Zixiao Palace!
In the square outside Zixiao Palace, countless strong people from all over the world came to listen to the sermon.
Hongjun sat on the futon, holding a pole to whisk the dust, talking about the secret of the Heavenly Dao, and the sound of the Tao came into the ears of the strong people, and one by one suddenly fell into a big dream.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a strong man was surrounded by golden light, but his cultivation had broken through.
"I've broken through the bottleneck, thank you Daozu!" The strong man got up excitedly and bowed to Hongjun.
At the front of a group of strong men, on top of the three futons, sat the Sanqing Saints.
"Don't disturb the teacher!" Tongtian said with a frown.
"Yes, yes!" The strong man who had just broken through suddenly sat down and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
Hongjun's sermon time is not long, just an hour.
When the time came, Hongjun stopped preaching.
"That's it for today!" Hongjun said lightly.
The peerless powerhouses suddenly woke up like a dream. Each has a harvest in general.
"Thank you, Daozu!" The strong men said gratefully.
Gratitude is gratitude, and all the strong people have a bitter face at this moment, because, the next time they hear the sermon, it will be sixty years later. Sixty years?
"Dao Ancestor, I am grateful to Dao Ancestor for his preaching, but there is one thing that is not clear!" A strong man stood up and respectfully bowed to Hongjun.
"Huh?" Hongjun looked at the strong man.
"The Terran race is now prosperous in the world, and it has spread all over the world, but the Terran is still weak, we want to accept some disciples from the Terran, why, why not?" The strong man frowned and looked at Hongjun.
"Yes, Dao Ancestor, I have taken a fancy to many good seedlings, and they also want to worship me as a teacher, but why is the Nuwa Sage not allowing it? Even if we let that good seedling die of old age, won't let us take them as disciples and pass on their method of immortality? Another strong man said anxiously.
The strong people who heard the Tao nodded one after another, looking depressed.
It's not just the strong people who are depressed, but also the three Qings.
Taishang and Yuan Shi looked like this, and Tongtian had already rolled his eyes at the strong men.
Are you anxious if you can't receive Terran disciples? We're not in a hurry, we're saints, and we can't accept the human race, you?
Hongjun's eyes were as embarrassed as a pool of water, and he didn't follow everyone's thoughts to speak, but said lightly: "The human race is created by Nuwa, naturally, the Nuwa saint can rule everything, and the things of the Nuwa saint are saints after all, even if the Nuwa saint doesn't use it, even if the Nuwa saint discards it, it's not something you can stretch out at will!" ”
"We!" The faces of the strong men froze.
It has been 10,000 years, and many strong people and many demons have been born, but at this moment, the world is no longer the second element, and no matter how powerful the demons are, they dare not wantonly attack the human race.
The only ones that can fight the human race are the most ordinary beasts, then fierce beasts, and at most fierce beasts.
If there are demons who open their minds and go to trouble the human race, then what they are waiting for will be destroyed by heaven and earth. The Nuwa sage mobilized the power of the Heavenly Dao to expel the demons. Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulation, Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, Seventy-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, the demons mixed in the crowd were constantly thundered by the sky.
As a result, countless demons have cultivated their great skills, but they dare not set foot in the realm of the human race.
Between heaven and earth, the three worlds are slowly divided, the world of demons, immortals, and the strong is the heavenly realm, the mortal world is the human realm, and there is the underworld.
Although the Three Realms relied on, no immortal in the Heavenly Realm dared to wantonly on the Human Realm.
In the heavenly realm, although Hongjun did not deliberately gather his power, there were Sanqing disciples sitting down, and he had preached for 10,000 years, and he was almost the leader of the heavenly realm. The status is unshakable.
Nowadays, the human race is becoming more and more prosperous, and the demons, immortals, and demons in the heavenly realm all want to get involved in the human world, but no one dares to set foot in it, so I want to ask Hongjun to help speak.
But, how can Hongjun be commanded by this group of people?
Suddenly, the strong people who returned were depressed for a while, and they had monstrous skills, but when they saw mortals, they had to retreat, so awkward.
"Okay, that's all for today's sermon, the teacher is going to rest!" Yuan Shi said lightly.
"Yes!" A group of strong men got up one after another and walked away.
When the strong men were gone, Sanqing looked at Hongjun.
"Teacher, Nuwa is too strict with us, right?" Yuan Shi looked at Hongjun with a wry smile.
"Teacher, this third elemental meeting, the number of qi is really in the human race, I already have a faint feeling that the number of qi is accumulating, I am afraid that the human race is about to give birth to a quasi-saint!" Taishang also frowned.
Hongjun looked at the land of the Nine Worlds.
"The first Terran quasi-saint must be Fuxi!" Hongjun's gaze seemed to be able to see a grand tribe below.
"Teacher, then we can't do anything, we can't participate? If Nuwa had a few more saint helpers, it would affect us at that time! Tongtian frowned.
"Wait, Nuwa will come and beg us!" Hongjun shook his head.
"Still waiting?" Tongtian looked depressed.
"Teacher, did you calculate something again?" Taishang's expression moved.
Hongjun smiled slightly, shook his head, and did not explain.
Stepping forward, Hongjun returned to Zixiao Palace, and Sanqing looked at each other, also frowning.
Sanqing will also calculate, but Nuwa seems to be on guard everywhere, and actually uses the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao to form a barrier in the human world, so that Sanqing cannot capture the future.
Just as the three of them were frowning, suddenly a figure shot from a distance.
"Master!"
But it was Zhao Gongming, who had just returned from the Dongwang tribe.
"Meet the master, I've seen the eldest master, I've seen the second master!" Zhao Gongming said respectfully.
"Panic, what are you doing?" Tongtian was already uncomfortable, and his tone was a little heavier.
"Master, Dongwang Tribe, that wood is open to the spirit!" Zhao Gongming said.
"Mu Gong? What wooden male? Kailing is Kailing, what is there to panic about? Tongtian said in a deep voice.
"Uh, Master, yes, you asked me to keep an eye on it, as long as the wood is open, I will report it immediately!" Zhao Gongming smiled bitterly.
"Me? Have it? "It's going to be forgotten all day long.
"Yes, nine thousand years ago!" Zhao Gongming said.
"Nine thousand years ago?" Tongtian has obviously forgotten all about it a long time ago.
"The Eastern King Tribe? Is it the tribe that worships the Eastern Emperor Taiyi as a totem? Taishang said curiously.
"Yes, yes!" Zhao Gongming said.
"Eastern Emperor Taiyi? Hehe, we used to be too careful, I forgot this stubble, there are many totems into spirits, there used to be Dijun totems, as well as Xi and totems, as well as Kunpeng totems, and ghost car totems, those totems into spirits, we have seen them in person, it's just a totem virtual spirit, it's nothing, I didn't tell you, don't you have to look at it again? Tongtian looked at Zhao Gongming.
"Well, it doesn't seem to be!" Zhao Gongming smiled bitterly.
"Forget it, don't worry about it, the totem belief of the human race becomes a spirit, but it can't become a climate!" Tongtian said.
Maybe it's been 10,000 years, Tongtian has forgotten the power of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi back then, and if he doesn't come out for 10,000 years, in Tongtian's heart, he must have died a long time ago, and only he was too sensitive at the beginning.
"Yes!" Zhao Gongming smiled bitterly.
"Go and look at it for a while, if there is nothing abnormal, forget it!" Yuan Shi said lightly.
"Yes!" Zhao Gongming responded.
Tongtian forgot the power of Di Jun and Taiyi, but Yuan Shi would not forget, even if he had already concluded in his heart that Na Mu Gong was not a threat, but he still let Zhao Gongming stare at it for a while.
Zhao Gongming retreated. Tongtian looked at Taishang and Yuanshi.
"Senior brother, what kind of heaven performance conference is Fu Xi held, it is obvious that this is to win a heaven and earth creation, don't we care?" Tongtian frowned.
"How? Fu Xi was Nuwa Niangniang's husband in her previous life, back then, we could take the opportunity to become a saint, and it wasn't Nuwa Niangniang who let it go for the sake of Fuxi's resurrection? Otherwise, how can we slaughter sentient beings? In Nuwa's eyes, all beings are not as good as her husband Fuxi, and now, Fuxi has a chance to ascend to the sky, if you want to destroy it, I dare to guarantee that Nuwa will definitely find you desperately, even if you lose the position of a saint together, she will not hesitate! Taishang said.
Tongtian's face froze: "Women, they are all crazy!" ”
"Teacher, let's wait, then wait a little longer, depending on the teacher's attitude, I'm afraid that once this Tiantian Conference is over, we may have the opportunity to set foot in the human world!" Yuan Shi said solemnly.
"Oh?" Tongtian's eyes lit up.
Taishang nodded on the side, obviously seeing it.