My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 44 Han Shou: Senior Nuwa, do you think the person in Wa Palace is stupid?
Wind Tribe.

The bonfire dinner belonging to the human race has dispersed.

The night banquet of Han Shou, Nuwa, Taiyin Xingjun, Dayi, and Donghua Emperor continued.

It's just that Han Shou, who was ninety percent drunk, didn't even know about this banquet, and was isolated long ago, so that ordinary people couldn't hear or see it.

The middle-aged Taoist who Nuwa changed said indifferently: "Han Xiaoyou, you haven't said that there is any relationship between Nuwa's stupidity and the lich's mutual injury?"

Taiyin Xingjun looked at Han Shou as if he was looking at a dead person!

The little yin soldier is simply audacious!
Sage is also what you can evaluate?
What's more, you still scold the saint in front of the saint.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

My daughter Heng'e really wanted to form a Taoist couple with this little yin pawn, she would definitely not agree, she would have to beat the mandarin ducks with a stick, and now the other party has annoyed the saint, and it is a good thing that the saint has been ashamed.

At least...he won't make Heng'e hate her!

Emperor Donghua was dejected. He didn't know that the middle-aged Taoist was Nuwa, but he knew that it was okay to ridicule the saint in his heart, but saying it would be courting death.

Dayi was still thinking about what Han Shou said about the Lich's loss to both sides. Although he didn't believe it, he just thought he was drunk and talking nonsense, but he always felt that it was a bad omen in his heart!

Drunk people always like to snatch wine.

Han Shou sat unsteadily on the bamboo table and touched for a long time, finally found the wine glass, picked it up and put it in his mouth.

"No... don't worry, come on, wait... let's drink this glass of wine together, Xiaoxiu will talk slowly!"

"Please!"

"Please!"

Taiyin Xingjun, Dayi and the Taoist raised their glasses together.

The middle-aged Taoist breathed out calmly, and the Taiyin sweet-scented osmanthus brew in Han Shou Cup turned into water without a sound.

It was because he was afraid that if he had another drink, he would be so drunk that he would pass out.

"Zi~"

Smash it, smash it: "Xiao... Why did Xiaoxiu say that the female saint is stupid?"

"It's simple, the Lich is big... Both sides will lose in the battle, the Lord of Heaven and Earth... the protagonist must... definitely fall on the human race!"

"Oh? How do you know that?" The Taoist seemed to be casual, but in fact he listened very seriously.

When it comes to the matter of the human race, even though Han Shou is drunk, he still thinks clearly and speaks much more smoothly:

"Senior, you know... you know the human religion?"

"The saint in the great red sky can be called the wisest among all saints!"

"In order to prove the Tao and become holy, he needs to establish a teaching merit. There are countless prehistoric races. Why... he chooses the human race as the foundation and establishes a human teaching?"

"Just to grab... the luck of the human race from Wa Palace?"

The Taoist frowned slightly.

This is actually her biggest doubt.

The Taiqing sage established the human religion, which seemed to have robbed her of three layers of human luck, but in fact, it was also because of the Taiqing sage that the luck of the human race was doubled.

Saints themselves have great luck.

Calculated in this way, it actually increased her luck.

Can the Taiqing sage do this kind of loss-making business?

Establishing the human religion, as long as the human race is not destroyed, Taiqing will not break the orthodoxy and lose the qualifications of the ancient chess player.

If a sage does not establish a religion, he will lose his qualifications as a chess player. Although he is still untouched by karma and karma, but with less luck, the sage's practice will be very slow, and it is almost difficult to make progress.

The sages use the prehistoric world as a chessboard, and the great religions as pawns, to compete for the prehistoric luck.

What they are fighting for is actually a kind of cultivation resource, and this resource is luck!

Han Shou stood up staggeringly, waved his hands vigorously, and said decisively: "Obviously not!"

"The sage of the Great Chitian really has great wisdom!"

"It doesn't matter whether he sees that the human race will become the protagonist in the wild in the future, or he secretly plans to promote it."

"The only constant...the constant is that he will succeed!"

"Become the strongest saint among all saints!"

"Human Race!"

"From the hand of the Wa Palace, the human race can get half of that saint's luck, plus the luck of a great Chitian saint will be superimposed."

"Once the lich loses both sides, withdraw from the protagonist battle."

"Some of the saint's luck in Wa Palace will be transferred from the monster race to the human race!"

"With the luck of the two great saints as the basis, the foundation for the rise of the human race has been completed. If we cooperate with the rapid reproduction of the human race, the natural life span is extremely short, and the wisdom is higher than most races!"

Han Shou grinned and stared blankly at the Taoist: "Senior, do you think the master of this prehistoric world... the protagonist is not a human race, which race is more qualified?"

The Taoist's face changed slightly, and he lost his composure slightly.

At this moment, Han Shou was inspired and thinking like a diabetes collapse, and without giving the other party a chance to react, he said quickly:
"Let's talk about Zu!"

"After the Dao ancestor joined the Dao, the way of heaven is not the Dao ancestor, but the Dao ancestor is the way of heaven!"

"Furthermore, if the prehistoric world destroys the Dao of Heaven and does not exist, Dao Patriarch..."

"So, the most taboo of the protagonists of heaven and earth needed by the Dao of Heaven are races such as Lich, whose individual controls the power to destroy heaven and earth."

"A human race with a short lifespan and no innate inheritance, isn't it the best protagonist in the world?"

"Isn't the need of the Dao of Heaven the same as that of the Taoist ancestor?"

If the Taoist was hit hard, his whole body fell into a sluggish state.

Taiyin Xingjun was also dumbfounded, looking at Han Shou with horror in his eyes.

Dayi:? ? ?
What does this mean?Why can't I understand a word?
Emperor Donghua was in a daze, he understood part of it, but he didn't understand most of it.

The battle between the protagonists of heaven and earth, for Emperor Donghua, who was once the highest cultivation level and was only Da Luo Jinxian, was too high-level, and the information he came into contact with was too scarce, and most of them could not understand it normally.

The protagonist of heaven and earth, the battle of luck!
It was a game in which saints were only qualified to take part in the game, with the prehistoric world as the chessboard and the Great Religion as the pawns. Even the quasi-sages were barely able to take part in it, but they were only worthy of being half of the pawns.

Therefore, Emperor Donghua only understands superficially, Dayi, who is far more powerful than wisdom, is confused, but Taiyin Xingjun can barely understand the meaning of Han Shou's words!
Han Shou took another sip of the "wine" that had turned into water in the glass.

There was a sound of "Zi", but it was completely unrecognizable that this thing was not wine.

Seeing that the middle-aged Taoist and Taiyin Xingjun were stunned, Han Shou was confused but happy.

Hey!
What's wrong with this prehistoric power?

Aren't you bluffed by the "inevitable reason for the rise of the human race" that I made up?

Gee,
In order to cover up the truth that the human race became the protagonist of heaven and earth because of the slaughter of the two lich clans, it was too difficult for me!

Well, what I made up...seems to make sense. If I didn't know the history of the prehistoric times, I would have believed it myself!
The intermittent thoughts in Han Shou's mind disappeared in a flash.

Seeing that the Taoist would not be able to recover for a while, he decided to make persistent efforts with the few remaining sobriety:

"Senior, Xiaoxiu said that the person in Wa Palace is not wise enough, but it is actually based on that saint's inclination and attitude between the monster race and the human race!"

"The saint of the Wa Palace was originally born in the demon clan, and he is still the emperor Wa in the demon clan!"

"Creating the human race is just a means for her to prove the Tao, so she ignored the human race after she proved the Tao, and still silently supported Emperor Juntai to lead the monster race to compete for the protagonist of the world."

"If the Yaozu becomes the protagonist of the world, she is the Emperor Wa of the Yaozu, and at least she can share several layers of luck with the Yaozu!"

"You can also become natural allies with two newly promoted saints!"

"Perhaps that person still fantasizes that he will be able to compete with the saints of Sanqing at that time!"

"As everyone knows, she has already obtained the greatest luck for the protagonist of the prehistoric future!"

"For this reason, if the demon race and the human race conflict, senior, which side do you think she will take? When the human race is slaughtered by the demon race, will she ignore it?"

The Taoist who Nuwa changed gasped, her thoughts turned, she was almost certain that if it wasn't for what she said today, she would have made such a choice.

Now, let's look at Han Shou again.

There is no intention of looking at the ants any more.

His eyes were deep, and a thought popped up in his heart: Who is this little pawn...?
This is definitely not the wisdom an ant should have!

Even...even those sage brothers may not have such a thorough vision and wisdom!
Han Shou grinned and decided to deliver a fatal blow:
"Senior, isn't that a fool for that saint in Wa Palace to pick sesame seeds and lose watermelon?"

"what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)