Prehistoric: From False Chaos God Demon Gou to Nu Wa Sanctification

Heaven, the demon clan heaven.

After Dijun and Taiyi returned from the war, they each hid in their harem.

Xihe sat on the third leg of Dijun's three-legged Golden Crow every day, warming the wooden horse.

Shuangxiu helps Dijun recuperate.

Tai Yi and Chang Xi galloped on horseback, had long talks all night, and recuperated their injuries.

As for the principle?This is up to the parties.

A few dollars will pass.

Dijun and Taiyi were full of energy, revived with full blood in the Lingxiao Palace, and held great events with Kunpeng.

"Monster, is your injury healed?" Di Junjie cared about this good subordinate, and said with concern: "Did your 3000 billion queen of the demon master fail to heal your injury?"

"If not, the emperor ordered the demon clan to select some talented women to supplement your harem?" Tai Yi said.

When Kunpeng heard this, the chrysanthemum trembled.

This is fatal.

Kidney deficiency.

3000 billion female Kunpeng is enough for him to drink a pot.

For those who are not of the Kunpeng family, he feels very disgusted.No matter how beautiful it is, is there a female Kunpeng beauty?
"Your Majesty, the two Heavenly Emperors, I accept it with good intentions." Kunpeng declined, his eyes suddenly turned to look forward, and he said fascinatedly: "If your Majesty is willing enough, you can catch 1 million real dragons and give them to me."

"I will definitely recite the real name of the Emperor of Heaven after bathing day and night."

Di Jun and Tai looked at each other.

Is this Kunpeng burping?
Who dares to touch the Dragon Clan?
There is Qin Xiao's shadow behind the Dragon Clan.

Back then, Donghua and Taisu's immortal clan were too scared by Qin Xiao to let go of any of them.

learn from past experience.

The monster clan has learned a lesson, they don't move the dragon clan, the phoenix clan and other saint clans, let them continue to live, it is best not to enter the world.

Di Jun shook his head and said, "Monster Master, don't be too ambitious."

"Come back to business, are you sure this time?"

Tai nodded and said: "In the third Lich War, we lost in the number of quasi-holy giants."

After he and Di Jun concluded, they agreed that the Yaozu wanted to turn the tide of the battle and defeat the Wuzu.

It is necessary to create new quasi-sage mid-stage giants, quasi-sage late-stage giants, and quasi-sage Dzogchen giants.

Yasheng, a saint would not dare to think about it.

"It's all been created. You can start now!" Kunpeng is full of confidence, with endless confidence in his eyes, and he is the only one.

In Lingxiao Palace, all eyes were on.

There are many monster clan powerhouses here, and something big is about to happen.

The grand ceremony of the monster clan is here.

Kunpeng stands on an altar in Lingxiao Palace, singing to the sky.

"The way of heaven is above. I, Kunpeng, am a monster master of the monster race. Today, I feel that the monster race has no written language. It is inconvenient to record documents, work and communicate, or sing praises to heaven. Therefore, I uphold the will of the monster race and accept the emperor's words. Entrusted by Emperor Donghuangtai, after watching the sky at night and thinking hard, he created 129600 characters of the Yaozu, called Yaowen. Look at the sky and learn from it!"

Kunpeng lifted the ancient book of Yaowen held in both hands into the air.

The ancient books in Yaowen were haloed, and I flipped through them page by page.

129600 demon texts are manifested in the book, lifelike.

Each demon text is golden and shining like jade.

It contains the redundant races in the Yaozu, with many styles and all-encompassing.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and a huge one-eyed appeared.

The eye of heaven.

Ruthless and desireless, overlooking the heaven.

The world was in uproar.

Kunpeng's sacrifice to heaven is reflected in the sky, and all living beings can see it.

"Is the demon master Kunpeng so educated? What kind of education? He actually created a family of characters?"

"As we all know, there is no second kind of writing in the world except Dao Wen. Can Yao Wen bring a new light of writing to all living beings?"

"Daowen. Don't think about us weak chickens below Daluo Jinxian. Daowen comes from the true meaning and truth of Dao. If you can't understand the rhyme of Dao, you can't understand or understand Daowen."

"Daowen, as the name suggests, the truth of Dao lies in it. Apart from the Red Dusters of Zixiao Palace, how many strong people can know Daowen? Those who don't have Daluo Daoguo can't peep at Daowen."

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Many powerful people in the world talked about it and talked about it endlessly.

On Shouyang Mountain, Lao Tzu looked up at the sky and said disdainfully: "Kunpeng looked at Dijun's He Tu Luo Shu, and he probably also borrowed Fuxi's Bagua diagram, mixing innate gossip."

"Also watch the trajectories of the sun, moon and stars, the forms of all races in the various monster races, and gain insight into the truth of heaven and earth to create the monster race characters."

The scalper looked dazed, dizzy from being disturbed by Lao Tzu's words.

"My lord, why did you create a demon essay? Isn't this essay better? You can feel the way of heaven after reading the essay."

Xuandu covered his face with his hands weakly, and said: "Xiaoniu, you are the Daluo Jinxian. You must understand Daoist texts. If it weren't for Daluo Jinxian, reading Daoist texts would be like reading ghost charms."

The ox sighed: "It turns out that my old ox has been invincible in the world for so long. Daluo Jinxian is so strong."

"Hey. Those weak chickens are not as good as me. Hey, I really don't know how they work hard?"

I ignored this bragging scalper.Stealing the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir all day long, and becoming a Da Luo Jinxian by taking drugs.

Being in a bliss does not know the bliss.

Xuandu murmured to himself: "Daowen, isn't it delicious? Like Yaowen, drawing so many strange monster patterns. It looks very brain-intensive, and it hurts. This is for non-monster strong In other words, it cannot be promoted.”

Kunlun Mountains.

Yuan Shi said: "Where did Kunpeng create Yaowen? Dijun and Taiyi's ghost idea."

"Wishful thinking is shrewd, is it to create new things to amass the power of merit?"

"Will it really have the power of merit? The third ancestor of the human race back then became a saint with a certain amount of merit and became a giant in the early stage of quasi-sage."

West Sea, Jinao Island.

Tong Tiandao: "What demonic script? Like scribbled weeds, such complex runes are created by strong people who can't write. Even this seat is laborious to read, let alone quasi-sages, powerful and ordinary strong people gone."

West, Mount Sumeru.

He said: "Second brother, look at the lizard dragon, those black and white people, they also have a certain number of scales. Can they create a kind of writing?"

Zhunti said: "Brother, it is difficult. To create characters, you must have great wisdom."

"Those aliens have brains like stupid pigs, don't think about it."

"You and I can't create a kind of writing. Let alone those ants."

"Creating the demon text, Kunpeng did it with the background of the demon clan."

Then he said: "Second brother, what you said is out of standard."

"Is our great wisdom lower than that of an ant like Kunpeng? We are saints, and he is only in the early stage of quasi-sage. It is far behind."

Zhun mentioned: "."

"Brother. Kunpeng, he is not worthy."

"This kind of ants are not worthy to stand shoulder to shoulder with us. His Zixiao Palace gave way to karma, can he afford the repayment of the saint?"

"He killed Hongyun, and Hongyun died again. There is no cause and effect between Kunpeng and us."

"Unless Hongyun is revived, we will end the karma between Hongyun and us."

Five Village Views.

Zhen Yuanzi stood under the ginseng fruit tree, guarding Hongyun's tomb, and said with emotion: "Brother Hongyun, it's a pity that I can't see you create a kind of writing."

Immediately, he looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with sternness, and he said sarcastically, "Kunpeng. If the heaven and the earth give you the power of merit, I will fly once."

"I absolutely don't believe it, God loves you an ant."

Qingfeng and Mingyue are the boys of Zhen Yuanzi.The days without red clouds are unbearably lonely.

So he enlightened the two of them and waited on him.

Qingfeng and Mingyue were happily eating ginseng fruit, and after hearing Zhen Yuanzi's words, their appetites were overwhelmed and they sprayed water directly
sea ​​of ​​blood.

Styx felt dissatisfied, sometimes looked down, sometimes looked at the sky.

"Ghost mother, it's still your oral skills that are comfortable. It's the same as the water snake dance with eighteen bends, silky and rough."

"sizzle"

Styx was so comfortable that he almost howled a wolf.

The ghost mother is a subordinate of Styx and also an underground lover.

She was running on the hinterland of the Styx plain, biting the fat sheep and not letting go.

It's about to kill this rebellious big fat sheep.

"I don't have the meritorious power to create the Asura family. Then, I can also create the characters of the Asura family."

The rest of the subordinates are Zizai Tianbo Xun, Brahma, Lust, Shiva, Indra, Vishnu, and Rutoro.

They were looking at Styx from a distance, envious of this ghost mother very much.

They can't wait to come up too.

Too bad Styx is heterosexual.

Ming He was full of pride and ambition, and laughed loudly: "The eight subordinates, immediately call all the strong and wise men of the Asura clan who have read books. This seat will gather the collective wisdom of the Asura clan, express their opinions, and create the characters of the Asura clan. : 'Awen'."

"The power of merit. Come here quickly. Ah Wen is the opportunity for me to move from the early stage of quasi-sage to the middle stage of quasi-sage."

On the coast of the East China Sea, the ancestral home of the human race.

Suirenshi smiled, "Hahaha! Let the Yaozu warm up first. We are not in a hurry, not in a hurry."

Mrs. Youchao shook his head slightly, and said: "The eyes of heaven, and heaven cannot completely represent heaven and earth. So what if Hongjun and heaven support you? You still won't get the power of merit."

Ziyi smiled and said: "If you want to blame, blame the monster race for innate gods, not for the acquired race like our human race. Only by creating new things can we humans make up for certain defects in the world, or enrich the rules of the world."

"Who told us human beings to have the innate physique of the Dao body, the son of the Dao?"

"Yaowen, after all, is nothing more than a symbol copied from the form of the ten thousand races in the Yaozu."

"It's imitative innovation, not disruptive innovation, which is creating something new. It's doomed to fail."

All living beings in the world started a heated debate about the scene of Kunpeng creating the demon text.

Heaven, the demon clan heaven.

"Kunpeng, the demon script doesn't fit the heaven and the earth, so it can't be used as the script of the heaven and the earth." The Eye of Heaven lowered the voice of heaven.

"Yaowen is mostly used as the language of the Yaozu, and many other ethnic groups and sentient beings cannot learn it."

"Therefore, the conditions for inducing the merits of heaven and earth have not been met."

Kunpeng was stunned for a moment, and then screamed, "Why? Why is this?"

"Why can't the Yaowen be used as the language of heaven and earth? I don't accept it."

Dijun and Taiyi were very anxious.

But he was frightened by Kunpeng's move.

Does this guy question God?
However, surprisingly, the Eye of Heaven did not get angry, and sent down any thunder to punish Kunpeng.

"Kunpeng. This is the secret of heaven and earth. Why can't the characters of the monster clan become the characters of heaven and earth, or the characters of the masses? We have to ask Dao about this."

"Da Dao has long since retired, and this Sky Eye cannot answer your question."

This scene completely stunned all beings in the world.