I, Emperor Xin, was overheard by Nuwa

"Although what you said is good, but for some reason, I always feel that you are laughing at me."

"Niang Niang, if you have time to think about this, wouldn't it be nice to stop teaching earlier?"

"fragrant!"

"Then go quickly!"

"By the way, when did you think you could give orders to me?"

Nuwa rolled up her sleeves, smiled and gave Di Xin a beating of his favorite maternal love.

The next day.

"Are you really the king I'm waiting for?"

Bigan and Shang Rong questioned from the soul.

Of course, it wasn't because Di Xin was beaten by Nuwa that even his parents might not recognize the pig's head, but because of the ninety-nine multiplication table that Di Xin explained to the two of them at this time.

"Nonsense, solitary is still solitary, what a different spark!"

Di Xin raised his head triumphantly.

The abacus originated in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and people who lived in the Yin and Shang Dynasties had never heard of it, let alone the nine-nine multiplication table.

"This veteran has lived most of his life, and this is the first time he has seen such a quick calculation method!"

"Brother Bigan is right, especially the characters from 0 to 9, it is so convenient to match the nine or nine table!"

Looking at the draft in their hands, Bigan and Shang Rong both beamed with joy.

They firmly believe that as long as this method is passed on, the human race can achieve the usual ten-year development in just one year!

"The two lovers first familiarize themselves with the nine-nine multiplication table, and make some other preparations alone."

Di Xin really didn't want to disturb the two tearful elders.

After all, telling them that this is only something that kindergarten children can get is more self-esteem than slapping the face!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for passing on the academic knowledge, adding prosperity to the country, successfully laying down, and rewarding the world with supernatural powers!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for being rewarded with supernatural powers!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for being rewarded with the supernatural power to leave the fire!"

Hearing the beeps from the system, Di Xin's heart blossomed with joy.

Now that the Human Race Academy is in the preparation stage, the most scarce things are various cultivation methods and supernatural powers.

I just casually taught a ninety-nine multiplication table, and in exchange for as many as a dozen kinds of supernatural powers in different fields.

Coupled with the previously mastered law, heaven, earth, etc., the reserves of the human race have even surpassed some small sects.

The system is indeed yyds!
"It seems that Gu still needs to squeeze his own potential again!"

Immediately, Di Xin announced that he would be in seclusion for a few days, recalling all the knowledge he had learned.

At this moment, above the North Sea.

"Could it be that Pindao has been sleeping for too long, so he missed some important events?"

The huge roc birds cover the sky and cover the earth, which is another form of Kunpeng possessing the world's fastest speed.

In the past few days, Kunpeng traveled all the old sites of the ancient heaven, and was surprised to find that there were only ruins in sight, and he didn't even see a shadow of a demon descendant.

Such a vision made him doubt whether the ancient monster race still existed in the world.

"Forget it, none of this matters anymore!"

Kunpeng took a deep breath, and the mana in his body poured out, rushing towards the depths of the North Sea.

Rumble!
Turbulent waves, raging waves!
The originally smooth sea surface seemed to be forcibly pushed away by a pair of invisible giant hands, and a majestic hall emerged from the bottom of the sea.

In an instant, billowing demon energy shot up from the hall, announcing the return of the demon master palace to the world!

"All ethnic groups in Beihai, come and worship the deity!"

Kunpeng's voice spread thousands of miles, full of domineering.

In the blink of an eye for half a day, creatures who lived in the ocean appeared around the demon master's palace, bowing their heads to show their submission!

"I am Kunpeng, Lord of the North Sea!"

Kunpeng's voice sounded again.

The reason why he did this was to show his strength in front of the future generations!
But soon, Kunpeng discovered something that made him very uncomfortable.

As the former overlord of the ocean, no one from the Dragon Clan came here!
"It seems that time has passed for too long, and the Dragon Clan seems to have forgotten some terrible memories."

With a flick of the Kunpeng, it escaped into the ocean and took the shape of a Kun, galloping towards the Dragon Palace.

North Sea Dragon Palace.

"My king, what should I do?"

In the huge palace, the heads of the Dragon Clan were all terrified, and Ao Shun, who was the Dragon King, paced back and forth anxiously.

Why did no one from the Dragon Clan go to see Kunpeng?

Is it because of disdain?

wrong!
It's because of fear!
Since the ancient times, when the three clans were doing their best, the dragon clan has had a nightmare natural enemy, even the ancestor dragons are extremely afraid of it.

And that natural enemy is Kunpeng!

When the ancestor dragon was alive, Kunpeng only fed on the subordinate races of the dragon clan, such as jiao and python.

Unexpectedly, the first tribulation of the Dragon Han Dynasty broke out, the ancestor dragon disappeared in the three-clan war, and the dragon clan lost countless powers.

Losing the protection of the strong, the Dragon Clan was completely reduced to Kunpeng's stuttering!

Now that Kunpeng wakes up, the Dragon Clan will surely suffer catastrophe!
"Quick, send someone to ask other dragon kings for help!"

After much deliberation, Ao Shun found that this was the only way to go.

However, before the shrimp soldiers and crab generals under him could set off, a monstrous mouth roared in, swallowing everything they did!
"Is the blood of the Dragon Clan already so unbearable?"

Feeling the power of the thin blood in his abdomen, Kunpeng looked at Ao Shun with disdain, "You are not bad."

In just half an hour, traces of scarlet blood floated in the ice-blue North Sea, and the entire sea area fell into deathly silence!

As the overlord of the past, the Dragon Clan has already developed the method of bloodline induction.

At the moment of Ao Shun's death, Qiqi, the other three sea dragon kings, felt something.

"How could it be like this!"

Ao Guang sat paralyzed on the dragon chair, exuding endless defeat and despair.

He couldn't believe that Kunpeng, who had disappeared for countless years, was still alive and sleeping under the North Sea ruled by the Dragon Clan!
The Dragon Clan is in danger of being wiped out, what should we do?
The three dragon kings wanted to force themselves to calm down, but they couldn't calm down no matter what.

Even if they had previously received the blood of the ancestor dragon from Di Xin, their cultivation had broken through to the Golden Immortal, and they had come to the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, they would definitely not be an all-in-one enemy against Kunpeng, who was at the peak of the quasi-sage.

It can even be said that they have no room to resist!

"Prime Minister Turtle, you are good at hexagrams, quickly figure out how our family can escape this calamity!"

Although Ao Bing, the prince of the East China Sea, is young, he is unruffled in times of crisis.

The reason for this is naturally because he is also one of the beneficiaries of that drop of Zulong blood essence.

"Bing'er is right, Prime Minister Gui, quickly figure out how our family can be saved!"

The Dragon King of the Three Seas seemed to have grasped the last straw, staring at Prime Minister Turtle with his eyes fixed on him, not daring to move in the slightest.

"King, today's machine is chaotic, and the old minister can't divination!"

Prime Minister Gui sighed, and then turned his head to look at the sea, "But the old minister still has one way, and that is to enter the court song and ask the king for help!"