Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

Donghua has been teaching the two magical powers of thunder and magic in the past few days, and he has also been consolidating his own cultivation and comprehending the laws of the great way.

Suddenly, clouds rolled between heaven and earth, and all kinds of energy burst out. Divine sounds resounded through the heavens.

Under Mount Buzhou, the twelve demon gods were lined up in all directions. In the center, Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Hou Tu stood on a high platform, and Shebishi controlled all kinds of energy in the world.

A huge phantom of Pangu began to condense, and finally it was as high as Mount Buzhou and took shape there.

"Father God, with the way of heaven as a mirror, today we establish the Wu Court and call ourselves Wu. Wus are upright and connect heaven and earth. We are determined to establish order for the prehistoric world."

"Appoint the ancestor Wu Zhurong as the God of Fire, and control all fires in the world."

"Appoint the ancestor Wu Gonggong as the God of Water, and control all waters in the world."

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"Appoint the ancestor Wu Houtu as the God of the Earth, and control the reproduction of yin and yang, the beauty of all things, and the mountains and rivers of the earth."

"Use Pangu Hall to suppress the fortune of the Wu Court, and the Wu clan will emerge and the Wu Court will be established."

In an instant, the sky was full of flowers and golden lotuses emerged from the ground.

The huge Xuanhuang merits fell from the sky and were finally divided into four parts.

Five percent were given to the twelve ancestor witches, thirty percent were given to the Wu clan, one percent fell to Pangu Hall, and the last ten percent was combined with Pangu's phantom.

The huge Pangu phantom began to shrink and deform under the nourishment of Xuanhuang merits.

As the phantom became smaller, it was no longer illusory, but transformed into a real entity.

Finally, it turned into a big seal, under which was the word "Wu" carved by the Dao Talisman.

The twelve ancestor witches inherited the merits of Xuanhuang, and suddenly their momentum burst out, radiating from Buzhou Mountain to the prehistoric continent.

Dijiang and Houtu directly broke through to the middle stage of quasi-saint (middle stage of ancestral realm), and the other ancestor witches also made progress.

The witch clan also ushered in a vigorous development, and most of them made breakthroughs.

At this time, the twelve ancestor witches were no longer the demon gods before, but became sacred and majestic.

They still looked the same, but their image had changed greatly.

The figures of the twelve ancestor witches began to rise between the prehistoric world, and under the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, they did not dissipate for a long time, and finally slowly dissipated.

When the prehistoric people saw this scene, they felt very familiar, because it also happened when Di Jun achieved the position of Heavenly Emperor.

Donghua watched this scene quietly, and finally sighed: "It's a troubled time."

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The witch clan has been established for hundreds of years. In these years, the Wu Court has also been practicing the original oath to establish order for the world.

Many magical powers and sorcery were created, and the Wu clan also had its own writing, Wuwen.

The prehistoric world ushered in a booming development.

One day, Donghua called his two disciples.

Donghua: "You two have been practicing with me for many years. As the saying goes, the master leads you to the door, and the practice is up to you. It's time for you to leave."

After Donghua finished speaking, he gently touched the two's eyebrows, and a pure yang energy protected the two's souls.

After hearing this, the two exclaimed: "Master's words are correct, but now we disciples have not repaid the master's great kindness, how can we leave? Disciples don't want to leave, and are willing to serve the master."

"Fool, fool, don't be so, go, go."

"When you go out, you need to be calm and calm when encountering things. Sometimes taking a step back will open up a new world."

"Master"

"Master"

"Master's great kindness, disciples and others have nothing to repay, I only hope that the master will soon realize the Hunyuan."

After the two finished speaking, they knelt down and saluted, and then reluctantly left the valley.

Donghua watched the two leave.

"The way of heaven is constant, but it is not. It is time for me to leave."

Donghua stood up and left, heading for the southern continent. He wanted to go to the south to have a look.

There is a magic treasure there, called Luobao Jinqian, which will shine in the future in Fengshen.

How can you miss this magic treasure when you come to Honghuang? What's more, Luobao Jinqian was born out of necessity and represents wealth. If you can get this magic treasure, you will have a lot to do.

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"Am I really not destined to have this treasure?"

Donghua walked in the mountains. At this time, he had been in the southern continent for several years. Not to mention Luobao Jinqian, he didn't even find Wuyi Mountain.

"It shouldn't be. Wuyi Mountain is a top-grade cave paradise after all. It shouldn't be unknown."

Donghua used the Tianyan technique to deduce Luobao Jinqian, but there was no useful information. Deducing Wuyi Mountain, he could vaguely calculate a direction.

While thinking, he deduced the direction.

But suddenly he heard the sound of a light piano flowing down from the mountain.

Donghua was not angry when his calculation was interrupted.

Because the sound of the piano was refreshing, contained the sound of Tao, and made people happy.

Donghua slowly closed his eyes, tapped his fingers in the air, echoed the sound of the piano, and walked forward, his mind still immersed in the sound of the piano.

At a certain moment, a song was finished and the sound of the piano stopped.

At this time, Donghua had reached the top of the mountain.

Under the golden Fuyao tree, a man in white sat cross-legged and played the piano. There were three colorful birds in the sky, circling on the Fuyao tree, dancing gracefully, but they were authentic descendants of the Phoenix clan.

In front of the man in white, there was a snake dragon lying, still immersed in the music just now.

Man in white: How about today's song?

Snake dragon: The songs you play are always good.

Kuilong: You come to play the zither for me every day, I can't repay you anything, when one day I cultivate to become the omnipotent Yinglong, I will let you sit on my dragon horn, play the zither, ride the wind, and see the scenery of mountains and rivers.

Man in white: Time passes in the mountains, after staying for a long time, my heart sinks like water, playing the zither is for pleasure, but without your company, it would be too lonely, how can I repay you?

Man in white: But I have remembered your words. Even though I don’t know how long it will take you to become Yinglong, today’s agreement will never change.

However, the dragon fell silent. The identities of the two were very different. They said goodbye today. They didn't know when they would see each other again. Even if they met again, it was unclear whether they were friends or foes.

But the dragon still nodded solemnly.

"Why is this conversation so familiar?" Donghua thought carefully, why did he feel so "Su Su" facing him.

"who?"

The dragon screamed and immediately stood up from the ground, looking directly at Donghua.

When Donghua took a look, it turned out that he was too obsessed with his thoughts and actually showed his identity. However, it didn't matter, and he didn't want to hide it.

He walked forward casually, took two light steps, and suddenly arrived in front of the man in white.

He said something to the dragon grinning at him.

"sit down."

The dragon fell from the sky involuntarily and lay on the ground.

Donghua used the magical power of "following the law after speaking".

This is a magical power that he realized after beheading the corpse. His heart is in harmony with the Tao, and one word is the Tao and the Dharma.

Then Donghua naturally sat on the dragon's head, faced the man in white, and said:

"You play the piano very well. In terms of playing skills, you are second among the people I know, but in terms of the emotions expressed in the sound of the piano, you are ranked first."

The man in white saluted Donghua and then sat down gracefully.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior, but I would like to know who is the best player in playing the piano?"

Donghua was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then laughed and said: "He is really a proud and arrogant person, very similar to the character of the people in your Wu clan."

"But you may not be able to compare with this number one person in your life. He is the founder of Qindao, Emperor Xi of Heaven, and Emperor Fuxi of Qing."

Hearing this name, the man in white showed a look of yearning, but did not comment on Donghua's words.

"Senior, do you know the Qing Emperor Fuxi?"

Donghua smiled: "You don't need to test me. I'm not from the demon clan, and I won't take action against you. I just have a kinship with Fuxi."

"I came here today because I was attracted by the sound of your piano. I haven't heard such pleasant music in a long time."

The man in white behaved politely: "This is the honor of this junior."

"May I have your name?"

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