To live in the floods [ floods ]

It's really weird, Lao Tzu's eldest disciple Xuan Du is just an ordinary human race, and he has his own merits.Shang Qian, who followed Tongtian long before Sanqing was sanctified, couldn't find any advantages.

Zhunti frowned, trying to find some more impressions about the first disciple who cut off the religion, but he couldn't find any redundant parts at all.

"Just based on this, brother, can you be sure that the merchant's qualifications are higher than Duobao's?" Zhunti still favored Duobao, whom he admired very much.

The corner of Jieyin's lips stiffened: "Then do you think that Duobao, who cultivates the way of self-respect, would willingly submit to someone who is not as good as him? In other words, how do you explain that Tongtian only has one direct disciple, Shang Qian?"

Sanqing has always had a higher eye than the top because of their heels and cultivation. It's not just Yuan Shi who has a high eye, but Tong Tian's carefree personality, which doesn't show it on weekdays.Tongtian's direct disciples only have Shangqian but not Duobao. With this alone, it can be seen that Shangqian is much better than Duobao in Tongtian's eyes.

Zhunti let out a long hiss: "—I have been taught."

On weekdays, no matter whether it is hospitality or Western religious affairs, Zhunti always meets Zhunti. The guide always follows Zhunti and seems to have no sense of existence, but only Zhunti knows that although his brother is taciturn, his strategy and sensitivity are definitely better than that of Zhunti. Do yourself a favor.

"And I have a guess." Jieyin raised his hand, several golden gleams appeared in front of the two of them, he said softly, "I am afraid that the only Human Sovereign left in the human race is taught by her alone."

Pointing at the fingertips, a golden shimmer was bright and dazzling for an instant, and then gradually dimmed, blending with the surrounding night sky. Without careful observation, there was no way to see a shimmer of light in midair.

Jieyin pinched the light and stroked it lightly: "Both Suirenshi and Fuxi were born in the ancestral land of the human race, so at first we thought that the next human emperor would also be born in the ancestral land of the human race, but unfortunately we have found nothing in the past ten years. .

Then we deployed people to check the news, and learned that the elders of the human race had a dream - the Virgin entrusted them to take care of the Jiuli tribe, so we looked for the emperor in the Jiuli tribe... It was another ten years, and we still found nothing. "

On the Kunlun Mountains, there is also a part of the reason why Zhunti was able to leave without nostalgia in the end. Twenty years is enough to be an ordinary human patriarch. They haven't been able to find out who the human emperor is, which means that they can't get involved in the last emperor of the three human emperors.

Zhun Ti had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and finally realized the connection of the matter. He continued with a solemn expression and said: "Then where is the real Emperor hiding? There is Nuwa who came down to teach herself, and she already has the appearance of a hero at a young age, so we also think that the next human emperor will also look like this. But the human race has no vision in the past 20 years, and I have never heard of anyone who has a wide reputation spread."

If you look at the matter of Shang Qian and the emperor of the human race together, it will be very subtle.

Low sense of existence, ordinary, not attracting attention at all, making people unable to be on guard...

Zhunti heaved a long sigh, and smiled wryly: "My brother's eyes are still vicious, but it's a pity that I only see the surface in my eyes, but never see the hidden truth."

Jieyin frowned in thought, and said softly: "I'm afraid her ability is more than that..."

For example, the Virgin Mary entrusts a dream, who is the Virgin Mary in it?All the elders of the human race can be convinced that the status of this virgin must be extraordinary, at least in the status of the human race.

It's a pity that the human race was unknown before this, and they didn't care about this pitifully weak prehistoric race. In addition, the human race is not as diverse as the monster race, and the strong xenophobia makes it very difficult for the Western Sect to deploy people. Not quite.In addition, the "Holy Mother" was extremely cautious, and the human race never directly called her by her name outside the tribe. Only the honorific title of the Holy Mother would make it impossible to tell who it was for a while.

Jie Yin sighed softly in his heart. They all thought that Nuwa was able to become a saint because of comprehension of the way of good fortune, and the focus was on "good fortune", but they never thought of another possibility - because the race created by Nuwa is not ordinary Let Nuwa become a saint, and therefore ignore the human race.

"That merchant..." Jieyin said softly, organizing his thoughts while speaking.

Suddenly a fiery red figure rushed straight to the top of the mountain, interrupting Jieyin's thinking, sensing the identity of the coming person, Zhunti Jieyin looked at each other, wishing to kill as soon as possible, but could only secretly be angry.

"Hahaha, the two senior brothers are hiding here again discussing something shameful... No, look at my mouth, I still can't speak after so many years. The two senior brothers are saints, how could they discuss shameful things?" Hong Yun hiccupped, holding the empty gourd in his hand, and let out a contented □□.

Zhunti's face darkened, but because of cause and effect, he had to put on a friendly look: "So it's Junior Brother Hongyun, why did Junior Brother come back so soon after going out to visit friends?"

Damn Hong Yun, knowing that the Western Dao is hard work, still insists on drinking in Lingshan all day, which prevents many disciples from practicing peacefully.He can drink so much, why didn't he drink to death, I must have thought viciously.

I can only think about it, if Hongyun really had an accident in Lingshan, the first ones to rush to save him would have to be the two Westerners, the karma of sanctification is not so easy to pay back.

Hong Yun smelled of alcohol, and complained, "I just found out that you guys sneaked away to Kunlun Mountain to discuss Daoism while I was away... Anyway, I am also the vice-leader of the Western Sect. How can the two senior brothers not give me any news."

Do you want to give you the news that you will embarrass the Western religion in Kunlun Mountains?Zhunti's eyelids twitched, and he took a deep breath: "The incident happened suddenly, and my brother and I also had a whim. It happened that you were out visiting friends and didn't want to disturb your visit."

Hongyun rolled his eyes, couldn't help touching the gourd and took another big gulp: "Senior brother, lend me some heavenly spirit grass, I'm going to run out of this wine again, and the wine made from heavenly spirit grass is enough smell."

Heavenly Spirit Grass is a very precious spiritual grass. It has always only grown around Buzhou Mountain. Since Gong Gong smashed into Buzhou Mountain, this kind of spiritual grass has disappeared. Only some great gods still have some stock in their hands, but they are also used. One plant is one less.

Zhunti's face turned pale: "Junior Brother Hongyun, alcohol is a misguided thing, it's better to drink less."

Hongyun laughed, and waved his hands indifferently: "I, it's wine and meat that passed through my intestines, and Dao kept it in my heart. Anyway, the two senior brothers are already saints, and even if I don't pursue Dao, the two senior brothers can protect me. Speaking of which, That futon in Zixiao Palace back then..."

"Okay, okay, here it is for you." Zhunti knew that Hongyun was going to talk about the matter of giving futons to Zixiao Palace again, so he quickly raised his hand to interrupt Hongyun, took out a few spiritual herbs and sent Hongyun away.

After Hongyun left, Jieyin and Zhunti each sighed, rubbed their foreheads helplessly, and lost interest in talking further.

On the other side, Hong Yun, who rushed out of Lingshan holding the spirit grass, still smelled of alcohol all over his body, but his eyes were very clear. He lay on the cloud with his legs crossed, playing with the spirit grass in his hand, recalling what he heard just now when he went up. Half a sentence.

Shang Qian, he knows this person, is the first disciple of the Interceptor.But why did these two old guys in the west suddenly mention her?

Hiss~ I must have no good intentions!

Hongyun Gulu turned over and said to himself: "No, I have to write to tell my benefactor about this matter. When my benefactor met me in Kunlun Mountain, it means that my benefactor must have a good relationship with Sanqing. I don't know if this little disciple named Shangqian Or the benefactor's descendants..."

At this time, Shang Qian didn't know that someone in the west, thousands of miles away, was coveting her, and she was rushing back to the human race, frantically comforting Shen Nong.

The time of the human race and the prehistoric creatures is too different. She just returned to Kunlun Mountain and wrangled with the West for a while, and 20 years have passed.

The former Shennong who vowed to let the human race have food and not have to sell his sons and daughters has grown from a teenage green boy to a middle-aged uncle. He has a family, a business, and children. , as long as the human race comes to learn, he will teach for free.

The small tribes who were impressed by Shennong's benevolence were merged into the Youxiong tribe. In just 20 years, the Youxiong tribe has grown from a remote and unknown small tribe to the leading large tribe of the human race.

With the increase in the number of human races and the formation of tribes, wars broke out, and tribes competed for population and resources, fighting each other.Among them, the most famous ones are Youxiong Tribe and Jiuli Tribe. Youxiong Tribe joined voluntarily because many small tribes admired Shennong's benevolence and had the largest population.

The Jiuli tribe is very strange. They have a small population but each is brave and good at fighting. The leader Chi has [-] sons.It is said that the Chiyou tribe may not be a purely human tribe, but has the blood of the witches, and is the offspring of the half-shamans who escaped from the witches in the past and multiplied with the human race.

Shennong was not good at fighting. He only wanted to find more food suitable for the people to grow. Therefore, his mother, Nv Deng, was responsible for the war. Five years ago, Nv Deng was seriously injured and died. The war His daughter Jingwei took over.

However, Jingwei was dragged from the shore by a big fish when he was patrolling the East China Sea a few days ago, and he disappeared.

Shang Qian patted Shennong's shoulder reassuringly, frowned and said, "I'll go with you to the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea and ask what's going on."

The sobbing Shennong didn't look like a leader at all. He pulled Shangqian's sleeves like pulling a life-saving straw, and followed Shangqian into the East China Sea. The transparent water shelter isolated the sea water from Shennong, but Shennong was not curious at all. The scene at the bottom of the sea, he was only looking forward to his daughter—even if he was seriously injured, as long as he was alive...

Shang Qian, who was walking in front, pursed his lips, with mixed thoughts in his mind.A big fish, big fish, this made Shang Qian have to think more, the Dragon Clan has a good relationship with her, first of all, it has the cause and effect of the ancestor dragon, after all, she took the materials from others.

Later, before mending the sky, she specially gave the Dragon Clan a hand, telling them to maintain the water veins of the four seas and rivers, and use a lot of merit to cleanse the evil forces. She is quite respectful.

It should not have been done by the Dragon Clan. Shang Qian couldn't think of a reason for the Dragon Clan to provoke the Human Race for no reason, especially since she had specifically asked Ao Guang to protect the Human Race for thousands of years.

Then who can stir up the wind and rain under the eyes of the Dragon Clan?Although the Dragon Clan is in decline, it is still the overlord of the past at any rate. There are still three catty nails on the broken ship.

Only him.

Shang Qian gritted his teeth, and looked at the pitiful and panic-stricken Shen Nong lovingly. Shen Nong, the limited-edition son of the Human Race Ancestor Collection, who she brought up with one hand, just wanted to farm. Why would he offend that shameless bird and fish?

"I have to ask the second master to make a big pot for me... I need to find cumin pepper or something..." Shang Qian muttered softly.

Kun is so big that it can’t be stewed in one pot, so half of it is stewed and half is grilled. The two bird’s wings should be brushed with honey and roasted, and the rest of the body will be transformed into fish. Sprinkle with scallions and cilantro.

suck!I was a little hungry.