Primordial: Yunmeng Snake

Like Kunpeng and Feilian, Bai Zeyi was discussing this matter at this time. The difference was that Kunpeng was passively discussing, and there was no cute creature like Feilian in Bai Ze's camp.

"Master Bai Ze, what is the attitude of His Majesty towards preaching? They just let us discuss it, but did not give any opinions."

"How can we give a clear attitude to what His Majesty did? If His Majesty did not like what was said, wouldn't it give Kunpeng an opportunity to attack?"

Shang Yang's voice was very low. Even in a quiet room, he did not like to speak loudly when discussing private matters.

Bai Ze hesitated to speak, and finally explained:

"Your Majesty meant that we could speak freely, but I am used to not talking about the affairs of the gods. As for why you are like this, I don't know."

Shang Yang's face was suddenly extremely embarrassed. He thought that Bai Ze said those nonsense because he had detected some intentions of Di Jun, so he did not dare to reveal it.

But he never thought that Bai Ze didn't reply just because of habit. Shang Yang cursed in a low voice. Bai Ze was a little strange, but he didn't know what Shang Yang was talking about.

"The preaching of Hongjun Patriarch is very important to Honghuang. It is inevitable for you and me to go. In addition, there are still a large number of innate sacreds in the Heavenly Court."

"They will definitely not want to miss the opportunity to preach, but the people who stay in the Heavenly Court need to consider carefully, otherwise there may be trouble."

Di Jun was a little distressed, and he stroked his forehead with his hand. He felt that no matter who was left behind, there would be some trouble.

The heavenly realm is very important and must not be lost. The people left behind must not be too bad. If they are not handled properly, it may increase the gap.

Fuxi suddenly laughed and said:

"Di Jun, you have considered too much. Didn't the people who stayed behind just now appear?"

Di Jun's eyes lit up when he said that. Yes, he had specially asked the ten great generals how to view this matter before, which could be regarded as deciding who stayed behind.

This not only expressed his dissatisfaction with their previous inaction and punished them, but also Qi would give a sermon later, and he could make up for them at that time, so as to avoid their resentment.

"Since you have made up your mind, then let it be. I have been in seclusion for too long and have rarely walked in the wilderness. Now I need to see the changes in the world again."

Di Jun and the others did not stop him, but felt that Qi was too quiet and wanted to go out to relax.

After bidding farewell to the four people, Qi left the heaven and returned to Yunmengze alone. Looking at these star pillars, Qi suddenly recalled the past Yunmengze in his dream.

The water splashed, and a consciousness appeared around Qi, surrounding Qi tightly, exuding a breath of joy.

Qi also smiled. Sure enough, no matter when, Yunmengze's consciousness would always stay for him and never change.

As Qi walked into the marsh, Yunzhongjun, who was on the bed of an unknown goddess, seemed to sense something, and quickly changed his luggage and rushed to Yunmengze.

Qi had a vague sense of Yun Zhongjun's actions, but he had no intention of paying attention, and just walked towards the water eye step by step.

His hand gently stroked the stone platform in front of him. In his dream, Qi's body of Tao was lying here, in tatters.

"I should know who my opponent is, but why can't I remember it?"

Qi muttered to himself.

As Qi stepped into the water eye, he gently pushed away the water vapor, and the breath of the Tao suddenly spread.

In the water eye of Yunmengze, there was actually another world covered by water vapor.

As Qi entered, Yunmengze's consciousness also disappeared, and the water vapor that had been pushed away returned to its original position, as if everything was still the same as before.

Yun Zhongjun, who had just set out not long ago, stopped immediately and thought to himself:

"Whether Emperor Qi returns or not, his breath has disappeared now, and I think he doesn't want me to know. If I sensed it wrong, then I shouldn't go."

Thinking of this, Yun Zhongjun turned around and walked towards the place where the goddess was.

Nowadays, Wu is very famous in the prehistoric world. He is known for his bravery, and his communication skills with heaven and earth are very effective. Many tribes go to the Wu tribe to learn.

The Wu tribe has a sparse population. Even after nearly fifty Yuanhui, the total number of its twelve tribes is still less than one million.

Although the demand for blood food is huge, with the current number, even in the current prehistoric world, there is no pressure to supply it.

They have circled one pasture after another, mainly small families, and developed horizontally around the place where the ancestor witch is located. Therefore, although the population is sparse, the radiation range of their influence is ridiculously large, far exceeding that of ordinary races.

According to common sense, if a million people are distributed in the prehistoric world, perhaps one mountain can supply the needs of the entire tribe, and there will be surplus.

But Wu is different. Basically, a small family needs a whole mountain of materials to support it, which has led to the fact that the traces of Wu can be seen in the prehistoric world east of Buzhou Mountain.

"Brother, do you think I should go to listen to the sermon of Hongjun?"

Xuanming's voice sounded in the valley, and went far away with the sound of the wind.

Dijiang hesitated. Preaching was useless to them, but he had heard of Hongjun before. He was a great god in the world. If he didn't go, would it be inappropriate?

Xuanming was the same. She didn't want to waste time listening to it. Since she joined the Heavenly Court, she had heard a lot of sermons.

From the beginning, she was excited, but later she was upset because she couldn't understand what the other party was talking about.

"But the vision is quite beautiful, and sometimes some delicious spiritual water will fall."

Xuanming thought about the scene when he listened to the sermon in the past, but his thoughts turned to eating.

Emperor Jiang was still hesitant, thinking that it was a waste of time, but he didn't want to offend the great god. As for whether he was the destined person he said, they had never doubted it.

As the authentic Pangu, all the predestined laws in the prehistoric world, as long as they are willing, there will always be some opportunities.

"Why don't we go there? The great god Hongjun seems to be very famous in the East, and even the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of the East pay great attention to him."

Hou Tu's voice sounded, and the news that Emperor Jun summoned the ten heavenly generals to discuss Hongjun's preaching had spread. Although it was unknown who leaked it, Hou Tu had already known it.

"A person who cannot be despised by Donghuang Taiyi, I think he is not a swindler. It is better to go and listen, so as not to call him to hate."

The twelve ancestor witches were born too late, and they didn't know many things in the prehistoric world. Even the name of Hongjun was only learned in casual chats after joining the Heavenly Court.

As for why they joined, it was because Emperor Jun was worried about them. After all, the heaven was on Mount Buzhou. These twelve people were very powerful. If they didn't join, Emperor Jun would probably be restless.

Although they joined the heaven and often went in and out of the heaven, they had a special status and were the kind that only obeyed orders but not announcements.

Similar to them, there were also people like Gao Hui and Sanqing, who were just holding positions and sharing a little luck.

If you want them to help, you can only look at their mood.

P S: I worked overtime until 2:00 in the morning and caught a cold. I really wanted to quit. I wrote this secretly. I'm sorry for this period of time.