Honghuang: I am an iron-eating beast, and I was overheard by Houtu

Chapter 45: Demon's Palm Sky, Witch's Palm Land

Gun Gun didn't know how Hou Tu felt about his proposal. After he finished speaking, he saw her bowing his head and pondering, and didn't ask him to stay, he turned around and left with his fishing rod on his back.

As for the treasure on Penglai, it was not interested when it had a stomach upset before, but now, except for a little pain in the buttocks, its stomach is almost completely healed. The treasures on this island are picked up for nothing.

"Hmph, you dare to deceive my God Gun Gun's feelings, send me flying, cause me to have a stomachache, and scold me behind your back. Today I'll make you bankrupt!" Gun Gun's chubby body gradually moved away, and he snorted softly.

……

Half a day later, outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Zixiao Palace.

Hou Tu brought Dong Hua here.

"Disciple Donghua, I see Daozu and ask Daozu to call the shots for me!" Donghua said to Hong Junyi, who was sitting cross-legged on auspicious clouds in front of him, with his eyes closed and bowed to the end.

"Daozu, the demon clan is tyrannical and bloodbathed in Penglai. Although our witch clan has fully rushed to help, it is still a step behind. If this matter is ignored, the arrogance of the demon clan will become more arrogant in the future, and all the tribes in the prehistoric wilderness will also be in danger." The Hou Tu also bowed to Hong Jun and said.

Although the Wu clan only worshipped Pangu, Hongjun was a saint after all, and she had the virtue of preaching. She also came to Zixiao Palace to hear the sermon, so Houtu still respected Hongjun.

"Ah~" After hearing what Donghua and Houtu said, Hongjun sighed, and then he finally slowly opened his eyes, looked at the two in front of him and said, "In the past, the king of Dong led a group of immortals, and today Yaoting takes over Brilliant, I don’t know how many times the Great and Wild are reconciled, but there are millions of stories in the past.”

"Uh... Daozu, the disciple is ignorant, what does this mean?" Donghua raised his head slightly, looked at Hongjun and asked.

Hongjun didn't answer him, but looked down and thought about something. After a long time, he raised his head and said: "Xianting has been destroyed, Penglai has returned to Donghua, and all ethnic groups cannot occupy it. , Wuzhangdi, within a million years, no war!"

The mighty voice resounded throughout the prehistoric world and continued to echo.

……

Heavenly Court, Yaochi Wonderland.

Di Jun, who was waiting for the birth of his child, heard this voice, and his brows immediately wrinkled, and then, his brows stretched, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he murmured: "Alright, at this time of the decisive battle, my demon There is no certainty that the clan will win, but after a million years, my demon clan...will definitely win!"

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Buzhou Mountain, in Pangu Hall.

Di Jiang, who was sitting on the main seat, heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said: "Demon palm sky, Wu palm land, a million years? Well, wait until my Wu clan completely controls the earth, a million years. Afterwards, the decisive battle will be won!"

……

Kunlun Mountains.

On a small round table, there were several plates of spiritual fruit delicacies. The three immortals were sitting and talking. When they heard the huge holy words that suddenly sounded, their expressions changed.

"Eldest brother, second brother, the teacher has spoken. It seems that there must be at least a million years of peace in Honghuang, so that all ethnic groups can also recuperate!" The young Taoist Tongtian smiled at Laozi and Yuanyuan in front of him.

Hearing this, the original Tianzun frowned and said after a moment of silence: "Although there will be peace in the wild and peaceful within a million years, the suppressed peace will inspire even greater ambitions. After a million years, the Lich will definitely break out into a world-shattering war, and the scourge is profound. , I'm afraid it won't be inferior to the Great Calamity of Longhan."

"Yeah." Lao Tzu nodded, stroked his gray beard, and said leisurely: "Each clan has its destiny, everything... just let it take its course."

……

Western Pure Land.

"Om~" The space fluctuated, and Daoist Zhunti returned here from the east, and said to Daoist Receiver, who was sitting cross-legged on the [-]th-grade golden lotus, "Senior brother, Daozu has said that the lich will not be able to fight for a million years. Then, those geniuses who have been born in the East in the past million years should have a relationship with me in the West."

"That's right, Junior Brother, it's up to you to handle this matter. Bring your brother's "Big Dream Heart Sutra" with you. Those who study this sutra with great concentration will surely protect the Western Dharma for me every day!" The golden scriptures flew out and fell into Zhunti's hands.

"Okay, leave this to me, senior brother can rest assured."

"With my junior brother here, I am very relieved for my brother. I will be very happy because of my junior brother!" Jie Yin said with a smile.

……

On the banks of the Yellow River, a woman is waving a long whip in her hand, using the soil under her feet to use the power of good fortune to create one after another bizarre life, for example: a wolf with a monkey head, a rabbit with wings, and even a There are grapes that have grown limbs.

And not far from her side, a man was sitting on the ground playing the qin, and the fairy sound was lingering, and it was very beautiful.

Suddenly, the holy words spread throughout the prehistoric world resounded.

Hearing this, the woman put down her arms, looked up at the direction of Zixiao Palace, and said softly: "A million years? Well, peaceful prehistoric times are more conducive to my understanding of the Great Dao of Fortune."

"Sister, this kind of peace is only short-lived. A million years from now, there will be a world-shattering war in the prehistoric world." Fuxi stopped playing the piano and said worriedly.

"I know, but eldest brother, that's not what we can stop now. If I want to make the Great Desolate Peace forever, the only thing I can do now is... Enlighten the Dao! When my creation is complete and I become holy, no matter whether the demon clan or the witch Clan, don't even think about harming all beings!" After speaking, the woman raised her arm again and continued to wave the whip in her hand.

Hearing the woman's words, Fuxi was a little relieved, looked at her and smiled: "Okay, Nuwa, eldest brother believes in you!"

……

East China Sea, Penglai Immortal Island.

With a big wave of his hand, he annihilated a piece of ruins, and then used a fishing rod to fish for treasures everywhere. Hearing this vast holy word, the whole bear was stunned, and then he continued to lower his head to fish for its treasure.

Daozu has spoken, and from now on, it will no longer have to fight with blood, which is great!

What, isn't the peace time only a million years?

Yes, it is only a million years, but the Houtu will be reincarnated in the form of reincarnation before the decisive battle of the lich, so the rolling god can move into the underworld ahead of time to avoid the decisive battle of the lich, so don't be afraid.

Thinking about it, Gun Gun worked harder to catch the treasure, fishing and fishing... Except for the speed at the beginning, its speed gradually slowed down, and finally, it completely stopped its own fishing for treasure. , raised his head, glanced around, didn't see Houtu's figure, then lowered his head and murmured: "It's really only less than a million years, and it's been a peaceful you... will it still be you? ?"

Rolling doesn't know the answer.

It stood motionless for a long time, and then, with a bang, it sat down on the ground, holding its head with both hands, not knowing what it was thinking.

……

A few hours later, Houtu and Donghua returned to Penglai.

"Daoist friend Donghua, the Taoist ancestor opened his mouth this time. In the future, Daoist friends will be able to repair in Penglai with peace of mind. The demon clan should not dare to invade again." Houtu said to Donghua.

"Thanks to the way Zu Wu came up with, otherwise Pindao is really... eh?" Halfway through the sentence, Donghua's face suddenly froze, he turned around, scanned the surroundings back and forth, and then said with a trembling voice: " This, this is... the poor Penglai?"

At this time, there was nothing on the land for thousands of miles around him and Houtu, the ruins destroyed by the demon clan were gone, the treasures buried underneath were gone, not even the spirit tree and even the spirit grass were left. The only thing left is soil.

(End of this chapter)