Prehistoric: I am the Ten Cold River God, and I am buried in Tang San at the beginning

"Yes, that's what Daozu taught me."

Zhunti was obedient and did not dare to have any objections.

At this moment, he was only grateful to be alive and did not dare to have any extravagant hopes.

The key is that he must remember his lesson from now on and never dare to provoke easily when faced with Tom or similar arrogant beings.

Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

“Alas, you have made such a mess in the world that even Haotian came to me to complain.

It seems that the matter of the list of gods must be accelerated. "

With a wave of his hand, Hongjun extinguished all the flames that spread tens of thousands of miles away, trying to restore the tranquility.

However, after the flames receded, the former vitality was gone, and ruins were everywhere. Even trees, flowers and houses were hard to find, leaving only scorched earth and the remains of innocent lives.

"That's it for today. You need to remember that for what happened today, a trip to Zixiao Palace is by no means a good way to escape punishment."

Hongjun left his last words and flew away in the wind, leaving behind a silence.

In the night, two lonely figures stood on the edge of the empty desert, looking at the desolation in front of them, their hearts filled with confusion.

"Brother, what are your plans? How should we deal with this sudden change?"

"I'm really helpless..."

Maitreya furrowed his brows, his expression looking irritable and uneasy: "Once we get involved in the disputes between these mysterious forces, what will our future be like if we attract their revenge?"

"It's all because of Tang Sanzong and Dragon King. If they hadn't seduced us, things wouldn't be so difficult!"

Guanyin murmured to himself, what he encountered today was undoubtedly a huge blow. He traveled thousands of miles to find the Dragon King and Tang San's burial, but lost their traces after the war, as if they had already evacuated this place.

But in the vast sea of ​​people, where can they look? The doubts in my heart are as deep as the endless desert.

In the depths of a desolate desert, the Dragon King and Tang Sanzong landed with difficulty. Dust and sand mixed in their mouths and noses, making their faces covered with dirt.

"Cough cough cough..." The Dragon King spit out the sand in his mouth and lay weakly on his back, panting.

"Junior brother, where are we now?"

His questioning voice was extremely weak.

"Probably, it's far away from the original place..." Tang San was buried on the sand, with the bronze coffin lying quietly beside it, uncorroded by time, and looking extremely eye-catching.

This escape was undoubtedly a huge shame for Tang Sanbian. He once thought that his strength was enough to cope with any challenge, and he could accept it calmly even if he was defeated sometimes.

However, facing Tom, an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, he truly realized his powerlessness.

Jie Yin couldn't understand why he was so lucky, but he encountered the legendary mysterious existence on a narrow road and started a contest.

But it is obvious that Tom has not gone all out, and may even only have 30% to 40% strength.

"It seems that brute force alone cannot solve the problem!" Tang San said solemnly. From his fight with Tom, he deeply understood the disparity in strength between the two sides.

"Perhaps we should try to avoid that area, I feel uneasy about that," he suggested slowly, recalling the heavy blow he had just suffered, and the gap made him afraid.

Although the Dragon King said he was grateful for the help of the two saints, he secretly doubted in his heart whether there was something hidden behind all this.

After all, all the actions were taken to hunt them down and were not done voluntarily.

"Since it's still early and the enemy hasn't noticed it yet, we might as well take this opportunity to find a place to stay." The suggestion was made by Long Yuan. He was well aware of the current situation of the two of them - they could no longer use psychic powers at will, otherwise they would attract unknown people. power, the consequences would be disastrous.

They also need to be wary of Tom's tracking. Even when facing the two saints from the west, they can remain calm. After all, they have not fallen behind in past encounters.

However, facing a possible duel again, Long Yuan was secretly worried that the last luck might not happen again.

Tang San's funeral also agreed: "That's all, the first task is to find the Zhou Kingdom and help it fight against the Shang Dynasty. The affairs of the other saints are not our concern."

They had been humiliated in the Shang Dynasty and vowed to take revenge. Their powerlessness at that time had made them see clearly the tyranny of Shang Zhou.

It seems that the people of the Shang Dynasty hated Shang Zhou for no reason.

However, when problems come to you, you need to face them rationally.

Tang Sanzun reminded: "What senior brother said is absolutely true. You should not be trapped by the current difficulties. There will only be more challenges in the future. It is wise to listen to your inner guidance."

After saying that, Tang San got up, brushed off the dust on his robes, and carried the bronze coffin on his back.

"Then let's set off. The target is Zhou State."

His decision was like a ray of dawn, illuminating the road ahead.

In the Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island, Master Tongtian remained silent, sitting alone on the futon in the main hall, as if deep in thought.

When others saw this, they couldn't help but feel worried.

The Holy Mother of Jinling and Zhao Gongming wanted to pry into the truth, but Tongtian was on guard and used spiritual power to block the connection between the inside and outside, making it more difficult for the outside world to know the inner world of the leader.

At this time, Our Lady of Fire Spirit hurriedly broke in, interrupting their thoughts.

"I have completed the investigation. I have found out everything about the relationship between Shang and Zhou and how they entered the Shang Dynasty."

Her words were like a blazing sword, piercing the silence.

"Junior sister, you are really good! Please tell us the details."

Zhao Gongming's eyes sparkled with curiosity. He was eager to understand why Chanjiao chose to support Shang Zhou and how Jiang Ziya became his right-hand man.

Does this mean joining this dispute? "

Guys, do you still remember what Master said back then? The Master once said that Chan's trick was most likely to use the power of the Shang Dynasty to plan an attack on the Zhou Dynasty, in an attempt to obtain the blessing of heaven.

Once they achieve great military exploits, Yuan Shi may plead with Hongmeng Taozu for mercy, and may even turn his attention to Jiejiao. "

Upon hearing this, Holy Mother Jin Ling and Zhao Gongming's expressions darkened.

It turns out there is such a secret consideration... I really underestimated the situation.

Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh suddenly, full of regret.

However, he doesn't need to blame himself too much. He never needs to use too much brains. He just needs to throw his fists, which is his mission.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stood aside and shook her head, feeling deeply worried.

"This is a tricky situation. If it is true as you say, Chanjiao has secretly taken refuge with Shang Zhou, hoping to help him unify the world."

This speculation itself is unbelievable.

But the reality is before our eyes, and no one can accept it easily.

"Hey...it's a pity that Master didn't give any countermeasures, so we can only plan here silently," Zhao Gongming glanced at the door. Maybe Master Tongtian is listening to our discussion at this moment?

Now, the Chan Sect is ready to move. If we still stick to Jin'ao Island, we will eventually be involved in the storm and we will be destroyed.

They are fully aware of their predicament and understand that their chances of survival are slim.

But the unwillingness in my heart felt like a thorn in my throat.

Jiejiao and Chanjiao have been hostile for a long time. Even if they occasionally fight, the masters of both sides will only accuse them on the surface, but deep down they long for their disciples to win and bring glory to their sect.

This kind of grudge between master and disciple is undoubtedly a personal contest for the disciples.

In the beginning, both Jie Jiao and Chan Jiao practiced together in Kunlun Mountain. However, their ideas gradually drifted apart, and minor frictions occurred frequently.

When Yuanshi saw conflicts among his disciples, he often criticized Jiejiao without distinguishing right from wrong, and even hurt his disciples.

After that incident, Tongtian was furious for the first time and almost had a military encounter with Yuanshi.

Fortunately, I intervened in time to avoid further escalation of the conflict.

Since then, the conflict between Jiejiao and Chanjiao has completely intensified. Tongtian led his disciples to leave Kunlun and come to Jin'ao Island to escape from the world.

I never thought that this battle that has lasted for many years would be based on the struggle for hegemony between Shang and Zhou Dynasties, and they were just the driving forces behind the scenes.