Honghuang: I really don’t want to be the Emperor of Heaven

Tianshan!

Tianshan is located in the northernmost part of West Kunlun, where thousands of mountains are connected, and the weather is cold. The pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth turns into endless white snow at the moment of falling, covering the mountains in a white blanket!

And among the snowy mountains, there were two figures walking hand in hand.

Looking closer, it is Donghua and Queen Mother Xi Taizhen!

Since the last discussion, Donghua has been staying in West Kunlun. One is to consolidate his cultivation, the other is to heal the Queen Mother of the West, and the third is to accompany the Queen Mother of the West to visit West Kunlun.

At this time, Queen Mother Taizhen of the West was wearing a white phoenix-patterned robe. The cloak behind her was moving in the wind. Her eyes were slightly closed, feeling the natural wind movement from heaven and earth, just like a mortal, but also like a goddess from the Nine Heavens.

"Brother, I have been very happy during this time. This is an experience I have never had since my incarnation." A clear and sweet voice sounded in the mountains!

Donghua wears black clothes. Ever since the white hair he was born with turned into black hair, he has fallen in love with wearing black clothes.

It can't be said that he is wearing black clothes. The clothes are still the same, but the color has changed. You must know that the robe he is wearing is an acquired treasure.

"We, as cultivators, have our hearts set on the great road, but on the long road, there will eventually be things that are difficult to abandon. The teacher's method of killing three corpses also comes from this." Donghua said softly.

Then he knelt on the ground, grabbed the pure white snow on the ground, and put the snow transformed by spiritual energy into his hands. He kneaded it like dough and instantly turned it into an ice crystal hosta.

Queen Mother Xi lowered her arms, looked at the person in front of her, and said with a smile: "How can senior brother be like those people who were born the day after tomorrow, and actually play these things?"

"But the teacher's method of killing three corpses is really miraculous. It is really a supreme magic method. If I can really kill three corpses, I will be a fellow Taoist. It's a pity that my Tao realm cultivation can only kill one corpse, leaving the rest There is still no clue about the two corpses.”

Donghua stood up and ignored Queen Mother Xi's words. Instead, he inserted the ice crystal jade hairpin on Queen Mother Xi's head and said softly:

"Junior sister is so pretty!"

After praising, he continued: "Teacher's method of killing three corpses is to divide all obstacles on the road into three types of good and evil attachments. It is easy to kill the two corpses of good and evil. The last corpse of obsession, It’s basically difficult to kill, and I don’t know whether it’s good or bad.”

Donghua is very clear about the pros and cons of killing three corpses, and Hongjun once said it when he preached. But no matter what, for now, this is the best way to improve the Taoist realm.

Queen Mother Xi raised her hand and touched the hosta on her head, smiling sweetly.

This smile is like the heaven and earth blooming!

"Did you also say this to Hou Tu?"

Donghua was caught off guard by the question. He looked at the Queen Mother of the West in shock. It was a bit unbelievable. When did the goddess of the prehistoric times become like ordinary people in later generations, asking these words, she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Brother, are you leaving?" She did not continue to ask. It was a meaningless thing, and it would be bad to ask again!

Donghua nodded lightly and said, "Fuxi and I have a hundred-year agreement. It just so happens that I also want to visit under the rule of Wu Ting, and my Bagua Dao should be spread throughout the world!"

The Queen Mother of the West thought for a moment and said, "I want to go too, why don't we go together, and I also happen to be traveling around the ancient times!"

"Okay!" Donghua agreed readily!

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The prehistoric times do not remember years, and thousands of years pass away in a blink of an eye!

During these thousand years, Donghua first accompanied the Queen Mother of the West on her travels throughout the wilderness, teaching the Eight Diagrams to the people she met and sometimes stopped at a random hilltop to give lectures on the Tao.

We didn't meet up with Fuxi until the appointed time arrived!

The three of them traveled together on the ancient continent and visited many tribes in the Witch Court.

In some small tribes, the person with the highest cultivation level is no more than the Golden Immortal. In some large tribes, the person with the highest cultivation level is the Daluo Jinxian.

Just like the Kuafu tribe they are in now, the leader of the tribe here is named Kuafu, and he is a great shaman at the peak of Da Luo.

I just don’t know if this Kuafu is the one that people in later generations will know well.

When Fuxi, Donghua, and Queen Mother Xi were traveling among the Wu clan, they would sometimes hide themselves and silently observe the life of the tribe.

Sometimes they become people from the witch tribe and participate in their lives. They also hunt monsters. Sometimes they get injured, and finally receive treatment from the witch doctor unique to the witch tribe.

Sometimes they participate in the Wu Clan's unique sacrifices. The highest level of the Wu Clan's sacrifice is not to heaven, but to Pangu and the earth.

This behavior of worshiping Pangu was observed by Donghua and others and found to be a spontaneous behavior without anyone's guidance. From their blood, they believed that Pangu was the sky and the earth gave birth to them.

In fact, the Wu clan does not worship Heaven, but only Pangu. This is not a problem in Donghua's opinion.

The Tao in the prehistoric world was originally transformed by Pangu. It can be said that without Pangu, there would be no Tao of Heaven.

However, this kind of worship to Pangu has become less and less in today's prehistoric times. Pangu's existence and influence have gradually disappeared in the prehistoric times. Some people who have acquired the knowledge do not even know the name of Pangu.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, what do you think of this journey?"

Fuxi recalled what he had seen and heard along the way, and after a moment of reflection he said: "Wu Ting civilization does have its advancements, but its thinking is too narrow. After all, it is just the civilization of the Wu clan. It does not have an all-encompassing spirit, and it is difficult to achieve success. .”

Then he looked at the people of the Wu Clan who had returned from hunting in the distance, and said: "The people of the Wu Clan who were born through acquired nutrition need a lot of blood and essence to replenish their Qi and blood during their growth, so they can practice on a large scale. Hunt down the demon clan and other ancient clansmen to obtain blood essence."

"It can be said that the contradiction between the Ten Thousand Clan and the Witch Clan has become more and more serious. The biggest contradiction among them is the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan. When the two meet, they will fight to the death!"

At this point, Fuxi sighed helplessly: "If only a long time had passed, would there still be demon clans on this ancient continent?"

Donghua smiled and said nonchalantly: "Natural selection, survival of the fittest, no matter how many years have passed, the Witch Clan will not be able to kill all the Monster Clan, but the hatred between each other is indeed increasing day by day."

Donghua sees this very clearly. It is like the wolves and sheep on the grasslands in later generations. The sheep have no power to resist in front of the wolves, but no matter how long it takes, the sheep will not become extinct!

Although it is a bit inappropriate to use wolves and sheep to describe the bottom witch clan and demon clan on the prehistoric continent, the truth is this.

But as time goes by, the hatred between the lichs increases day by day. This is no longer just the struggle for enlightenment at the top level, but extends to all aspects of the two races.

Comparatively speaking, the hatred between the lichs at the bottom is stronger than that at the top.

Because the low-level lichs have full emotions, they are not like the innate saints who have their own relatives and friends. The acquired people are born with seven emotions and six desires.

During the continuous hunting process between the two tribes, many relatives and friends died at each other's hands. The issue between the two tribes was no longer a simple matter of right and wrong, but a matter of hatred and survival.

Hatred spread among the two ethnic groups and gradually spread. This hatred could no longer be solved or stopped by anyone, not even Di Jun, not Di Jiang.

Unless you can erase the memories of all lichs and destroy their instincts, even if Hongjun comes, you won't be able to do it.

Because this has become a hatred between the two groups.

I believe this hatred will eventually break out one day.

That day must be earth-shattering!

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