[Honghuang] Every time I go through calamities, I see Zulong hatching eggs

Di Jun finished fighting with the Wu Clan, remembering that the ten bear children from his family were lucky enough to be invited by the Tongtian Saint to participate in the Sanqing celebration, he hurried to Fusangmu regardless of his exhaustion.

When he arrived, the ten little golden crows had already woken up, and after a long time of talking about what Di Jun had said, he came up with Wugui Shengren and Hongjun Daozu, both of whom came in person, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart. So much love, even the two veteran saints are willing to support them.

Di Jun continued to ask, and when his eldest son mentioned it, he saw Tongtian and Laozi coming out of Qilin Cliff one after the other, and the sage Tongtian was still angry, his heart froze, and he felt that there must be something hidden in it.

It's a pity that if he continued to inquire, the ten little golden crows would not be able to give any deeper information.

Afterwards, the ten princes of the Yaozu completely ignored their father's sincere "seek to eat, ask to eat deeply" hungry eyes, and began to discuss with each other that "the cakes from the sage are delicious." ""The sage Wugui gave us a bird and a yellow plum" "Damn Xiaoshi, did you steal my fruit, watch me peck you to death" came.

Seeing that they were entangled together and slapped each other's ears with their wings held high, Di Jun heaved a long and gloomy sigh.

Q: Is there anything more tragic than having a foodie son in the world?

Answer: Yes, I gave birth to a family of foodie sons, and all of them are stupid to death.

Di Jun had no choice but to give up his plan to solicit information from his sons, and instead thought about using this to get close to the saint—after all, he sent all his sons back in person, so it would be okay to come to thank him, right?

Anyway, the ready-made opportunity cannot be let go in vain. Di Jun discussed with Tai Yi, and the two went to West Kunlun to visit.

Shi Qilin, who had just been released from prison by Tiandao and then was arrested by Ji Wujiu to be the director of the kindergarten, received the two of them and told Dijun and Taiyi with great regret that Ji Wujiu never sent his ten sons back. Back to West Kunlun, I don't know where I went for a walk.

Ji Wujiu is a low-key person, he has to restrain his breath when walking in the wilderness on weekdays, and others don't even try to figure out where he is.Dijun and Taiyi, who failed to hug their thick thighs, left with regret.

The words are divided into two parts, Ji Wujiu is not messing around with Zulong at this time, he is looking for the innate spiritual root very purposefully.

The main reason was that when sending off the ten little golden crows, he saw the hibiscus tree they lived on was extremely tall, piercing into the sky with a magnificent momentum, which aroused Ji Wujiu's mind.

He set up the dojo in West Kunlun, it was just a temporary tactic, because the ancestor dragon was still sealed in the Longquan Cave at that time, Ji Wujiu chose West Kunlun as the dojo in order to be close to him.

The dojo he really likes is a sky full of stars. Although Ji Wujiu doesn't like the so-called power of the stars at all, he is also a meteorite from a greedy wolf star. Living in the sky is better than living on the ground. .

Besides, treating the sky full of stars as a palace is also a very elegant and high-end act.It's a pity that at this time, the Yaozu needs to use his palace to set up the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, and there is no way to move for the time being.

Ji Wujiu sighed to Zulong: "It's all because I have never had the talent for pleasure. As a result, the standard of living can only be regarded as the primary stage of a well-off life, which is a drag on you."

Seeing that the demon emperor's sons can calmly use the fire attribute innate spiritual root as a bed, his son just sleeps in an ordinary bed, Ji Wujiu feels deeply sorry for his sons, and of course he feels sorry for his son and his father.

Thinking back to when Zulong was the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, he used to spend a lot of money on food and clothing. Since he escaped from the seal, he didn't seem to care about it at all.

Ji Wujiu couldn't help feeling guilty about taking his wife and son to eat chaff and porridge, he took Zulong's hand and asked, "Just tell me what you want, I'll definitely get it for you."

Why are you saying such things all of a sudden?Zu Long was quite puzzled, but his heart was sweet, he thought for a while and said with a smile: "Brother Ji was joking, I don't lack anything."

After finishing speaking, Zu Long felt a little regretful, mainly because the willingness of others to give him a gift was so obvious, so he had to cooperate no matter what he said, and quickly said: "I will not hide what Brother Ji said, in fact...in fact..."

He "actually" couldn't think of what kind of wish he could make for a long time, and he was opening his mouth in embarrassment in a daze, when suddenly the blessing came to his heart, and he blurted out: "Actually, I wanted to go to the Nether Blood Sea for a long time. When Nu Wa created humans, she also created a new species called 'Sura', which is very mysterious."

After Zu Long finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and exchanged a look with Ji Wu Jiu with some meaning.

The Nether Blood Sea was formed when a mass of blood fell from his body when Pan Gu created the world.A placenta was born in the sea of ​​blood, and the ancestor Styx was born from the placenta.

When Zulong heard this statement for the first time, he always felt that the ancestor of Minghe was Pan Guzhen, the posthumous child. After all, it was blood stains and placenta. Even a serious person like him couldn't help but think about it. .

However, he was not interested in Patriarch Styx either, and the two had no friendship when Hongjun preached three times.So Zulong felt that his request to go to the Nether Blood Sea to see it was simply inexplicable, and he might as well ask the great god to hug and kiss him.

But the so-called everything happens for a reason, Zu Long believes that he will suddenly give birth to the idea of ​​going out to see the Nether Blood Sea. It is definitely not because he has committed a fool again, but it must be a chance that is pulling him somewhere.

Ji Wujiu also thought so, he pondered for a while, and said: "Recently, the witch clan and the monster clan have fought continuously, especially the confrontation between the two killing formations, which has caused countless deaths and injuries to the prehistoric creatures. Unable to be freed."

Thanks to the first immeasurable calamity, the laws of heaven and earth were not perfect enough. The innocent souls and souls involved in the disputes between the dragon, phoenix and kylin clans dissipated early, and they did not suffer the pain of being unable to survive, otherwise Zulong and his sins would be even deeper It's the first floor, maybe it's still in confinement in the small black room.

The Patriarch Styx took a fancy to the opportunity of these undead wandering between the heaven and the earth, full of resentment and pain, thinking that Nuwa could become a saint by creating a human being, and he imitated his actions to create a new species.

It's just that the Shura clan he created is obviously unacceptable to the heavens, and it's okay to be bloodthirsty and aggressive. He forcibly collected many souls into the Shura clan, or refined them into filthy magic weapons, stirring up blood in the prehistoric world.

——What I want is a good way to deal with these accumulated dead souls, not to provide you with nourishment to strengthen your Shura clan. This matter was exposed.

Zulong pinched his fingers and did some calculations, the original excitement disappeared by three points, he shook his head and said: "My opportunity for sanctification has not yet arrived." That is to say, Tiandao mentioned the keyword [Nether Blood Sea] this time to let them Those who ran to open up new maps and continued to do task upgrades were not at the point of advancing after reaching the full level.

It is impossible to say that Zulong is not in a hurry. Among the eight saints, there are already seven saints, and he is the only one who has not found the opportunity and does not know what to do.

Ji Wujiu thought of something, he narrowed his eyes slightly, he already calculated that something good would happen.

It's okay to watch this good show, Ji Wujiu saw that Zulong was looking at him questioningly, so he nodded: "I'll go with you."

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When the two of them rushed to the Nether Blood Sea hand in hand, they happened to witness the continuous battle between Zuwu Houtu and Minghe Patriarch.

Patriarch Minghe even took out his treasures from the bottom of the box. The placenta that conceived him later turned into a twelve-grade fire red lotus. He also had two companion swords, one called Yuantu and the other called Abi.

The ancestral witches are all people with extremely strong bodies, but it is difficult for the primordial spirit to leave the body, and their ability to use magic weapons is extremely weak.

After Ji Wujiu understood the situation at this time, he smiled silently — no wonder, he was still a little puzzled since it was the creation of Houtu, why did the heavens inform Zulong to come over? To fight, Zulong needs to help him.

It is certain to take action to help, Tiandao dislikes the Shura tribe very much, and will not tolerate the continued rampage of the ancestor Minghe, but how to take action is another science.

If he directly kidnapped his sleeves to help fight, then the bulk of his merits would go back to the soil, Zulong could only pick up some leftovers, and for nothing, he also provoked the great enemy of Patriarch Styx, whose narrow-mindedness and vengeance are also famous in the prehistoric.

Ji Wujiu changed his mind and thought of a good idea. He coughed lightly, pointed at the bloody Nether Blood Sea, and said to Zulong: "See the one that Minghe is holding in his hand. Are there two swords?"

"I heard that it is the ultimate treasure of killing and cutting, and it is the embodiment of the way of killing between heaven and earth." Zulong watched it with great interest, and this kind of life-and-death contest is not often seen.

Ji Wujiu smiled and said: "Not only that, as far as I know, one of these two murder weapons is for massacre, the other is for massacre, the most wonderful thing is that killing is not tainted with cause and effect."

Even in the battle state, Patriarch Minghe sensed the approach of two creatures whose cultivation base seems to be far higher than his own, because the Heavenly Dao tacitly agreed that Zulong and Houtu were in a team, and he felt an inexplicable ominous feeling in his heart , I have looked this way several times.

After seeing clearly that it was Wugui Saint and Zulong, his heart sank. Ancestor Minghe was quite frightened. He had heard that Houtu was on good terms with the two of them. If he intervened to help, he would But there is no chance of winning.

Patriarch Styx can only hypnotize himself, he is also the number one sage anyway, so he can't be beaten by three groups of people without taste, right?Wugui Shengren has a good reputation in the prehistoric world, he is famous for being easy to talk, and he has never offended anyone, so he shouldn't be beaten, right?

He was still thinking about it in his heart, and Ji Wujiu used practical actions to prove that he would never be unworthy to participate in gang fights, and sighed to Zulong: "If you and I had these two weapons in our hands when the Dragon Han was first robbed How can sharp weapons be entangled in karma?"

Hearing his words, Zu Long had a deep meaning, and asked with a smile: "Brother Ji, do you want to give me these two swords?"

Ji Wujiu blinked at him, and said seriously: "Of course not, I will never use the big to bully the small, and lower my self-worth to bully a quasi-sage who has just beheaded two corpses."

Although the other party's words were a bit contemptuous of killing the quasi-sage of the two corpses - the mother is obviously very good in the prehistoric world, okay, don't ask me with the standards of a saint - but the ancestor of Styx was really relieved Tone, as long as the sage doesn't intervene, he has to hurry up and get rid of Houtu, so as not to cause another incident.

It didn't take long for him to relax, Ji Wujiu continued: "But you are also a quasi-sage at this time, there is no such thing as bullying the small, if you want to fight for it yourself, his cultivation is far inferior to yours. "

Patriarch Minghe staggered, almost stabbed the Abi sword into his chest, his face was extremely ugly - Zulong only needed one hand to torture him, how could you divide all the "quasi-sages" into one class, quasi-sage Can the mid-sage cultivation base be the same as the peak cultivation base?Isn't this fucking "bullying the small with the big"?

Ji Wujiu just talked about it, and didn't mean to let Zulong do it - after all, it doesn't matter if he just talks, but if he really does, it will be stained with karma.

Speaking a few words was already very effective. He turned his head and looked at the battlefield again—as expected, Patriarch Styx was disturbed by his words. Guard against Zulong's attack.

In any life-and-death battle, when the difference in combat power between the two sides is not large, you must not be distracted, not to mention that Houtu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Under the continuous attack of the heavy rain, Patriarch Styx was restrained.

Houtu felt in his heart that his great opportunity was about to arrive, and followed the wandering souls all the way to the Nether Blood Sea.She was observing the newly born Asura tribe in the fringe area, and when she was thinking hard to try to grasp that little bit of mysterious feeling, her whereabouts were detected by Patriarch Styx.

The patriarch Minghe established the Shajiao, and by looking at his accompanying magic weapon, one can tell that he is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He kills the sky, the earth, and all living beings. An aura that was extremely unfavorable to the Shura clan, he immediately drew out his sword and stabbed at it.

Everything went well at first, a little Zuwu, he was very confident that he could take it down, but he didn't expect that Wujiu and Zulong would get into a bar in the middle, not only did not kill Houtu, but was turned back by Houtu caught.

Houtu naturally saw that Ji Wujiu was deliberately speaking to divert Patriarch Styx's attention. Although she was very grateful for the sage's help, she still couldn't hold back in the face of such wit (wu) wisdom (chi). I am amazed in my heart.

——All the good people are the same in the world, but the bad people have their own badness.If a thousand pure idiots like Patriarch Styx played the prehistoric version of the werewolf game with Saint Wujiu, only one Saint Wujiu would survive.