Calculate the general ledger with the flood

"Fellow daoists, why don't we make arrangements for these two people first, and then make plans." Tian Xuan suggested.

Guys, let's kill these two unsightly things first, and then have a shameless fight. Whoever wins the magic weapon will belong to him.I silently translated for him in my heart.

"The witch clan is the chief culprit of this catastrophe. If Gonggong hadn't smashed the Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain, how could tens of thousands of souls suffer from the flood? As far as I can see, Di Jiang, as the only remaining ancestor witch, should be punished." "Nuwa spoke first, her words were full of evil spirits.

"You bastard is full of nonsense! It was Dijun's ten beasts who came out to wreak havoc on the earth and provoked this great war. Without this great war, how could the Heavenly Pillar have collapsed? Buzhou Mountain was formed by the spine of the Father God, It is regarded as a holy place by our Wu Clan, so how could you bump into it so easily?" Di Jiang couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed loudly.

This big brother is also really upright, even at this juncture, he is still hot-tempered.Of course, maybe he saw that he was going to die and just broke the pot.

Nu Wa sneered, pointed at Di Jiang and said, "Everyone, have you seen it? This man is incomprehensible and stubborn. He should be wiped out in ashes."

"What Fellow Daoist Nuwa said is very true."

Several sages, including me, spoke in agreement, which shows that no one likes the Wu clan.Their family's popularity in the prehistoric world is also gone, so let Hong Yun join in.Speaking of the few stories I have experienced recently, the protagonist basically has nothing to do with the witch clan, tsk tsk tsk, it seems that the author doesn't like brainless muscular men very much.

Seeing that all the saints agreed, Nuwa didn't say anything more, and directly sacrificed the red hydrangea ball and smashed Dijiang to death.The entire mosaic-like head was smashed to pieces, and it looked more like a mosaic, which contrasted nicely with the red hydrangea.

My eyelids trembled, and I silently retracted the giant hand of Buddha's light, seeing Di Jiang's remnant body falling to the ground like mud.

"What about Kunpeng? Fellow Daoist Zhunti just stopped me from making a move. I don't know why?" His tone was much more relaxed.

"Back in the past, Kunpeng took the initiative to give the futon to Senior Brother Pindao in Zixiao Palace..." When I said this, I admired my brazenness in my heart, and the other saints looked at me with contemptuous eyes.

Hey, wait a minute.Isn't that seat the last one to sit in the escorting brother?Why didn't he make a sound to help me?Does the author only know to use the four words "compassionate" to describe compassion?Does he really want to write Brother Jieying as a compassionate person?

Character is not what you say, it is what you do.Everything and every reaction that the mentoring brother does should be a manifestation of the character of compassion.Just like when faced with the God of Conferring and killing, Yuanshi Tianzun obeyed the order of the heavens and stood on the side of the Western Zhou Dynasty to win; the leader of the Tongtian Church went against the sky, trying to support Yin Shang and intercept a glimmer of life.The same thing, different personalities will have different reactions.It is precisely because a person reacts differently from other people that he deserves to be an independent person, an independent character in the story.

But now?It's one thing to guide the brother's actions, but another thing is the character description forced by the author. Is this still a complete person?It has clearly been torn apart by contradictory personalities and behaviors.Poor receiving brother, compassion is written as hypocrisy.

My mind was spinning quickly, and my mouth didn't pause: "Cough, in short, Kunpeng and I have a great cause and effect. I have promised before that at the critical moment of life and death, I will save Kunpeng's life to repay the cause and effect. This time, I would like to ask everyone Fellow Daoist sees my brother's poor side, let Kunpeng go for now."

"Kunpeng took away the treasure of my demon sect, it is an unforgivable crime!" Nuwa stepped forward excitedly, "Hetu Luoshu has a lot to do with my elder brother Fuxi's enlightenment, how could he take it away so easily?"

"Since that's the case, if Fellow Daoist Kunpeng can keep Hetu Luoshu, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Nuwa can spare his life on the face of poverty? After this time, I will not interfere again." I said to Nuwa.

"Only this time." Nu Wa reluctantly said this sentence, which was considered a concession.

"Then fellow Taoist Tianxuan?" I turned to look at the protagonist again.

"Aren't you going to send him to the Western Sect as well?" the protagonist Tian Xuan mocked, and withdrew the blue light that restrained Kunpeng.Anyway, his purpose is to grab the magic weapon, Kunpeng's life and death has nothing to do with him.

"Hehe," I smiled, and instead of answering directly, I turned my head and asked Kunpeng, "Fellow Kunpeng, I think you understand it. Please also hand over the Hetu Luoshu. I assure you, you can do it this time." Gone unscathed."

"Fine, just follow Zhunti's arrangement. From now on, you and I will be clear of cause and effect." Kunpeng gritted his teeth and agreed to the condition, holding out Hetu Luoshu with both hands.The magic weapon is alive, quietly suspended in the air, waiting for the next owner.And Kunpeng had no choice but to change into his original form and escape from this place that was about to become the battlefield of saints as quickly as possible.

"The Chaos Clock was originally a relic of the Great God Pangu, so it must be controlled by the descendants of Pangu. Now that the Twelve Ancestral Witches are gone, this treasure should be obtained by my four brothers." The protagonist Tianxuan said.

I was deeply shocked by his logic.

First of all, theoretically speaking, except for the human race, everything in the prehistoric world, whether dead or alive, was transformed by Pangu.Either directly or indirectly, they can all be regarded as descendants of Pangu.So, how did you deduce that only you Siqing and Twelve Ancestral Witches are descendants of Pangu?

Secondly, the previous owner of the Chaos Clock was Donghuang Taiyi, a three-legged Golden Crow born in the sun star.According to the standard of descendants of Pangu that you set for yourself, he is definitely not a descendant of Pangu.Since he can be recognized by the Chaos Clock, why can't we?

In the end, why should Pangu's descendants be in charge of the relics of the Great God Pangu?You really don't want to go too far.As I said before, the entire prehistoric world, even the Dao of Heaven itself, was created by Pan Gu.After Pan Gu died, these things remained, all of which were his relics.According to your statement, isn't the entire prehistoric era the result of Pangu and Siqing?Heaven belongs to your family too?Protagonist, why don't you go to Zixiao Palace and ask the Taoist ancestor if he is willing to work for you.

Although there are thousands of words in my heart that I want to say to the protagonist, I can only choose the safest signature line-"Daoyou, this statement is wrong. I think this Chaos Clock is also destined to be my brother and sister." people get."

"Hmph, shameless, this treasure is obviously from my east, so how can it be related to your west? Zhunti, if you want to win the treasure, you have to show some real evidence." Tongtian has the most violent temper, and explodes at the slightest.

I couldn't bear it any longer, and said all the words in my heart: "Pangu opened up the whole prehistoric wasteland, not the prehistoric east. Since the Chaos Clock is a relic of Pangu, why did it become your treasure of the East? According to the former owner of the clock, the Heavenly Court is located at 33 days, which is the entire prehistoric heaven, not just the prehistoric East. Then Donghuang Taiyi is the second in command of the Heavenly Court, how can his Chaos Clock be called the treasure of the East? "

"Zhunti, you are not a son of man!" Tian Xuan stared, and finally said this classic line.

"I am the form of the bodhi tree, and I am not the son of man." I am not to be outdone.