My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 497 New World, Taiyi God Realm
Desert, Black Jade City.

Dark clouds overwhelm the city, and the city is like a mountain. Under the dark sky, the city looks like a sword that is about to break through the sky.

The city is not so eerie, but extremely luxurious, paved with white jade, decorated with gold, and luminous pearls from jade trees.

There are pythons, apes, horses, foxes, wolves, tigers, leopards, lions and other monsters in the city.

Jiangxiao Palace, where the Moyu Qilin Palace is located.

At this time, a man in a black robe and white face turned his back to everyone.

As the biggest omen at that time, the eyes of outsiders would easily lead to madness, so they turned their backs to the demons.

"The Donghua Daoist League officially reorganized the Heavenly Court. I heard that the purple air was so strong that day that the sun never set for three days."

The pangolin monster reports.

"Hmph, the crown of monkeys, a mere few hundred million people, dare to claim the title of heaven, and bring about their own destruction."

The python master with a human head and a snake body said angrily.

"Hey, why do I feel that you are a little sour?"

"Dead bug, what are you screaming about?"

The two almost got into a fight, but suddenly, the momentum in the hall sank, the two of them silenced immediately, and had no choice but to stare at each other bitterly.

In fact, it is impossible not to be sour in your heart. This is not a matter of titles. Titles are things that are said with the mouth. As long as you think about it, it is not a problem to take the title of Tianzun or Tianwang.

The key is authority.

The other party really has the treasures of heaven and earth, and the blessing of the essence of heaven and earth. His cultivation speed is dozens of times faster than before, and he can also mobilize his own authority as he wants.

This is the means of the fairy gods in the legend.

These are what they envy, not the so-called title.

Listening to his subordinates telling about the Kunlun ancestral court, Mo Yuqilin was also a little moved.

"Time is not on our side, if we let the human race continue to develop, we will surely be the ones who will die in the future."

"Should we take them down first?"

"Take the head and take it down? Kunlun is harder than a turtle shell. If the opponent wants to defend, you won't be able to attack with ten lives."

The demons are arguing endlessly.

Moyu Qilin waited until they had almost finished speaking before he began to express his position, saying:
"That's why the Yaozu must have its own divine court, and build one with our own characteristics. Now that there are samples of the human race here, we should be able to get a general idea of ​​it by cracking it with all our strength."

"This may be a bit long." A demon master said.

"It's okay, just create it."

Moyu Qilin doesn't care about Tao.

It doesn't matter if it's later, I'm afraid not.

Since then, Moyu Country has been mobilized.

The same is true for Yu Jue Yao Country.

The two tribes of monsters have changed from fighting to fighting for war preparations. They are all fighting for time, and the border is peaceful.

The world ushered in a short-term peace, but in the distant future, there must be an opportunity to decide the outcome.

Lingxiao Palace.

All the turtles were calculating something in front of a golden phantom compass.

With the combined efforts of Zhengxin, Meihua, Baimei and others, one breath can be counted three thousand trillion times.

They used poor calculations and calculated for three days and three nights. The amount of calculations was countless, and the amount of information was enough to burst the head of a master of the soul.

Song Lin was on the sidelines, using Kunlun's strength to support such a huge consumption.

After a long time, the golden compass slowly dispersed.

"No mistake, the hiding place of Xiezhi is in the desert." said the tortoise.

"Da Mo? The Moyu Kingdom is building the Heavenly Court, and it is the time when the momentum is huge. If we send people to rescue Xie Zhi, maybe we can destroy the plan of the Monster Race's Heavenly Court?" Song Lin asked.

"It's very possible... Before Xiezhi disappeared, his strength was much stronger than that of ordinary Hedao, which is a very big help for us."

"Okay, let's make arrangements."

Song Lin ignored it.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.

The new generations of the human race came out one after another, and the Kunlun Ancestral Court also had normal functions.

Clouds spread rain, wind and thunder blow; mountains and rivers move, rivers change course.

Day and night wandering spirit, four-value rotation.

Even the place called Yuandu in the underworld has established a city exclusively for ghosts.

Under the leadership of the tortoise, the Yaozu also tended to normal.

Witnessed by the ancestral court of Kunlun, the two demon clans made a pact not to kill intelligent beings.

People don't kill demons, and demons don't kill people.

Common beasts are excluded from this rule.

After most of the monster races are conferred by the ancestral court, they can also practice with the help of the essence of mountains and rivers, or become a city god. No matter how bad they are, they can also get mixed into the Kunlun Jiuzhong Zengcheng to receive subsistence allowances, such as elixir, red water, magic tools and so on.

The monsters cannibalize people because their skills are not good, their level of alchemy is low, their skill level is low, and their level of refining weapons is even lower.

Now that there are better choices, naturally he will no longer choose to eat people.

Just like human beings who are accustomed to a fine diet, they will not deliberately pursue drinking blood.

All this was brought by Song Lin.

His philosophy is different from that of ordinary people. Since he wants people to abide by the rules and regulations, he should provide as many resources as possible in all aspects.

Don't let people go out to play the autumn breeze, at least the salary must be enough.

If you want people to work, but you don't want to give them more money, you can't convince people by specifying them.

The conditions must be at least a little higher, so that people can be convinced.

Song Lin's purpose of Taiyi Jinhua also helps to enlighten the spiritual wisdom of the monster clan. The importance of this spell is even the highest priority in the inheritance of the monster clan.

Heaven, earth, people, ghosts and demons are in order.

Seeing that the Kunlun monsters are developing so well, they have even blazed a path that does not require fighting, and they can practice like humans by practicing Xuanwu Dao, which is easier than other monsters. This makes many unsatisfactory monsters feel a lot of heart idea.

Since the races of pigs, dogs, rats, and chickens live so well, and I am much better than them, will I get better treatment?
Another ten years passed.

The two demon kingdoms are constructing large-scale construction projects, learning from the Kunlun ancestral court to transform the country. The low-level demon people are struggling to survive.

If Qingchen was still alive, he would never have imagined that the monster tribes that he had spent a huge amount of money to win over every year would not want money to join the Donghua ancestral court.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, three monster statues guard the place, and Qing Jie stands near the statues.

Twenty years have passed, and Qing Jie has resigned himself to his fate. Just watch the door, at least he can survive.

Looking at the unattainable Kunlun and the ever-changing Golden Summit Sun, Qing Xie felt a tingle in his eyes, his consciousness gradually became blurred, he became more and more forgetful recently, and his reaction was much slower than before.

On the top of Kunlun, Lingxiao Palace, on the left and right sides are the hundreds of feet of gods and gods, and in the middle is the prince of Chunyangdong.

Song Lin closed his eyes and thought.

After 20 years of retreat, he finally consolidated his realm.

20 years have passed in a flash, and it is time to open a new world.

Song Lin thought so.

Thinking of this, he flashed back to the world in the pot.

The four dragons in the world disappeared, and Song Lin sent them to guard the Four Corners Mountain.

"Open another world."

Sit still and meditate.

After a long time, Song Lin spread his palm and forced out a drop of blood.

The higher the cultivation base, the higher the energy of the essence and blood, showing a golden color.

If this drop of blood is dripped onto other objects, it can even create a strange object.

The blood essence forms a strange talisman in the void.

The mind touches the talisman, and a line of information is transmitted to the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Where is the god?Taiyi'an?There is Ruomu in the east of the sky, and a candle dragon is placed below it]

【World】: Taiyi
[36 Chongtian]: Taiyi God Realm
[Time Speed]: 180:[-].

【Arrival】: Flesh
【Type】: Chu Taiyi Myth, Ancient Myth, Shan Hai Jing Myth.

[System]: Taiyi God System
【Karma Ring】: None.

"Taiyi Myth?"

Song Lin was a little curious. He hadn't entered the world of Taiyi for a long time. This kind of ancient myth has many benefits.

(End of this chapter)