There is only one truth about prehistoric times

Chapter 55

The Great Desolate Continent.

The Yaozu lost a lot, and temporarily retreated back to the Heavenly Court, so the Great Desolate Continent also had a brief period of peace.

But this is just a harbinger of the imminent rain. All living beings in the prehistoric world think that the Yaozu has suffered such a big loss, and they will definitely not let it go.

At this moment, Xuanchen and Zhao Gongming had just left Kunlun Mountain and were traveling on clouds.

"Brother, where are we going this time?"

Although the two of them planned to come out to practice, Xuanchen had always led the way, and Zhao Gongming was still at a loss as to where to go?
"Wizard."

That's right, Xuanchen's Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills has fallen into a bottleneck, stuck at the third peak and has been unable to break through. Previously, Xuanchen also asked Taoist Duobao who also practiced the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills, but Taoist Duobao's The answer is the experience between life and death.

But who is Xuanchen, he has always been prudent, how could he put himself in danger, so he had to find another way.

Eighty-nine Xuangong is a peerless method that Sanqing learned from Pangu's Nine-Zhuan Xuangong. Although it is both physical and spiritual, it actually pays more attention to the physical body.

And is there any existence in this world who can temper their bodies better than the Wu Clan?

The Wu Clan is born with no soul, and even the ancestral witches have incomplete souls, so they can only practice body refining. This is why Xuan Chen chose to go to the Wu Clan.

When my incarnation Xuanyuan was ridiculed by Jumang for the fragility of the physical body, he also learned some ways to improve the physical body from Jumang.

Each ancestral witch and each tribe of shamans have different methods of body training. For example, the tribe of the earth where the ancestor of the earth shaman, Houtu, used the gravity of the earth to train the body in the Yuanci cave, while the ancestor of the thunder, Wu Qiangliang, belonged to the Lei tribe. The tribe is using the power of thunder in Lei Ze to carry out body training.

Although he knew the method, Xuanyuan could not practice directly. After all, both Yuanci Caves and Lei Ze were the territory of the Witch Clan.

If you want to cultivate in this way, you have to get the consent of the Wu Clan, so the Wu Clan's trip is inevitable.

"Wizard?"

"Brother, why are you overwhelmed? Go to the Wu clan, I'm afraid we will be skewered and roasted."

Zhao Gongming trembled a little when he heard the words, and almost fell off the clouds. Although his current cultivation base is a bit higher than Xuan Yuan, and he is already at the peak of Jinxian, he is not enough to look at in front of the Wu Clan.

"What, are you afraid?"

"Junior Brother Gongming, I remember you had a drink with Wu Mangzu, if I hadn't stopped you, you would have almost dragged him to beg you."

Seeing this, Xuan Chen moved across the road. It was rare to see Zhao Gongming looking so worried.

"I'm afraid, how can I, Zhao Gongming, be afraid?"

"It's just that the Wuzu and Yaozu are not easy to mess with. I'm worried about the safety of my brother."

Seeing Zhao Gongming's stubborn mouth, Xuan Chen didn't expose him, but said: "Don't worry, we are disciples of saints, even the witch clan will give us a bad face."

"We're here as guests, not looking for trouble. What are we afraid of?"

"My eighty-nine profound arts have reached a bottleneck, and who in the ancient world of body refining can be as good as the Wu clan, I just want to ask for advice."

"What's more, we also have a bond with the Jumangzu witch, so the witch clan will not attack us."

Although what Xuan Chen said is very reasonable, Zhao Gongming still felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he decided to go with it. He would sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman, but he firmly held the last time Experience the Shangqing sword talisman bestowed by the master, and notify the master immediately if there is any danger.

And the other side.

Taisutian, Nuwa Palace.

Fuxi looked at Nuwa in front of him with a complicated expression, because the human race created by Nuwa had a conflict with the demon race, which caused the demon court to be injured, but Nuwa in front of him was smiling like a flower.

"Brother, why are you free to come to my Wa Palace today?"

The previous conflict between Xuanyuan and the Yaozu, including the fate of the Wuzu, was watched by Nuwa. She was very clear about Fuxi's purpose in coming to Wa's palace, and she just asked the question knowingly.

"Sister, a sage can see the prehistoric world at a glance. I don't believe that you know nothing about what happened in the prehistoric world."

"I don't believe that Xuanyuan has nothing to do with you, sister."

"But, why? You used to be one of the Four Emperors of the Yaozu."

"Even if a sage transcends the Three Realms and Five Elements, it's fine if you don't help the Monster Race, but what's the point of helping the Witch Race against the Monster Race?"

Fu Xi questioned with some depression, this time the monster clan suffered heavy losses, and even Qin Yuan, one of the top ten demon saints, also fell because of this, and the instigator of all this was Xuan Yuan, who was closely related to Nuwa, and he, as Nuwa's Brother, everyone in the Yaozu looked at him in a wrong way.

Therefore, he urgently wants to know the truth of the matter.

But Nu Wa said unhurriedly: "As you said, brother, a saint transcends the three realms and five elements. Unless it involves his own Dao, the saint will not interfere with the general trend of the wild. Xuanyuan is indeed related to me, but I never thought about it." Over deal with the Yaozu."

"Then Xuanyuan colludes with the Wu Clan and deals with the Monster Clan. Is it his own idea?" Fuxi asked.

"Brother, you are in the calamity and have been affected by the calamity. Have you ever understood the cause of the incident?"

Fuxi wanted to ask again, but Nuwa interrupted him. With a wave of his hand, pictures of life and death flashed in front of the two of them, from the demon clan eating people to the demon general Rolling Stone devouring more than ten human races in one go Xuan Yuan slapped the tribe to death, and then the demon god Feiyi sent demon soldiers and generals to attack the human tribe in order to investigate Rolling Stone's death.

One pile, one piece.

Youjimeng wanted to attack the ancestral land of the human race but was severely damaged by Xuanyuan. Youdong Huangtaiyi used his power to overwhelm others but was imprisoned and trapped in the innate Bagua array.

In the end, Demon Emperor Jun took action, the ancestral witch came to an end, and Qin Yuan fell...

"Xuanyuan was created by me to protect the human race. The cause of this incident is the cannibalism of the demon race."

"If the demon clan doesn't eat people, Xuanyuan won't take action."

"If Donghuang Taiyi hadn't been stubborn and arrogant, he wouldn't have been carelessly trapped by Xuanyuan into the innate Bagua array."

"As for the fate of the ancestral witch later, it was only caused by Dijun's dispatching of seven demon saints. If I were a witch clan, I would not give up this unique opportunity."

Looking at these scenes, Fuxi's inner anxiety gradually calmed down. What Nuwa said was right, he had indeed begun to be affected by the calamity. Although he understood that it was the fault of the Yaozu, Xuanyuan had been with him now. The witch clan formed an alliance, which became a big problem for the monster clan.

"But Xuanyuan is now on the same line as the Wu clan..."

Seeing Fuxi who was worried about the demon clan, Nuwa slowly said: "Xuan Yuan's purpose is to protect the human race. If the demon clan does not take action against the human race, he will naturally not participate in the disputes between the lich."

"Brother, listen to my advice and stop participating in the Lich War."

"Exit now, with my protection, it is enough to guarantee your safety."

Facing Nuwa's sincere persuasion, Fuxi strengthened his belief. He joined the Monster Clan just to seek opportunities for breakthrough. There was no reason to give up halfway.

After getting Nuwa's explanation, he didn't want to stay for a long time. He refused Nuwa's suggestion and left politely, but his heart couldn't be calm for a long time. Standing together, he can control many demon gods and saints, but he cannot control hundreds of billions of demon clan beings.

The flesh and blood of the human race can help the low-level monster race break through the bloodline bottleneck, and it can be said to be a great temptation for those monster races affected by blood. Even if he is the demon king, he can't control every member of the monster race. Driven by desire, this is the nature of the monster race.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

Seeing Fuxi's leaving back, Nuwa didn't hold back, but just sighed softly. People's hearts are like the sun, which cannot be looked directly at.

After several days, Xuanchen and Zhao Gongming arrived at the Jumang tribe.

Although Xuanchen's purpose is to use the Yuanci Catacombs of the Wu Clan and Lei Ze's body training, but because he intends to distance himself from the incarnation Xuanyuan, and the deity has no contact with the other ancestor witches, the only one he is familiar with is the ancestor witch Jumang, so he had to use Jumang to save the country.

When the two came to the Wu tribe, they were quickly stopped by others. However, they blew up their identities as disciples of the saints, and they had a relationship with Jumang before, so they met Jumang soon.

"It's Brother Xuanchen and Brother Gongming. I wonder what you want from me?"

The status of a saint disciple is still very valuable, at least most people in Honghuang will give face.

At this moment, Jumang couldn't figure out the purpose of the two's visit, and since they had drank together before, he still asked politely.

Zhao Gongming saw that the ancestor witch was a little weak, so Xuan Chen took the initiative to say: "I have seen the ancestor witch, my two senior brothers heard that the witch clan is unparalleled in body training, and I just practiced a body training technique, and now I am in a bottleneck. I just want to come to the Witch Clan to see if there is any chance of breakthrough."

"And more than 2 years ago, my brother and I happened to have a relationship with the ancestor witch. How could we not come to visit the ancestor witch when we came to the witch clan?"

As he spoke, Xuan Chen directly activated the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques and displayed them in front of Ju Mang.

Then he took out more than a dozen jars of good wine with a wave of his hand, put them in front of Jumang, and said, "I saw Zuwu likes to drink when we met last time. Please forgive me for such a small gift."

In order to suit his liking, Xuan Chen specially obtained it from the real person Huanglong of Chanjiao. Although Huanglong was not taken seriously in Chanjiao, he was born into the dragon clan after all. The dragon clan's collection can be said to be diverse, including a lot of wine.

Immediately, the aroma of wine overflowed, and Jumang's face also blossomed with joy.

"Good wine, good wine!"

"Where did you get it?"

"By the way, why is your kung fu so similar to our witch clan's nine-turn profound art?"

"But it seems something is different?"

Xuanchen didn't care about Gumang's repeated questions, but said honestly: "There is a junior in Kunlun Mountain who was born in the dragon clan. I bought this wine from him. According to him, it has been brewed for ten years. It’s been more than ten thousand years, so it can be said to be a treasure of the Dragon Clan.”

"Just give it to Zu Wu as a meeting gift."

"As for the technique I practice, it's called the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, which was evolved by the three saints from the Nine-turn Mysterious Kungfu passed down by Pangu Great God."

"It's not surprising that the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are both descendants of the Great God Pangu."

Ju Mang felt very comfortable with the gifts and words Xuan Chen gave him, as long as the gifts were satisfactory. The key was that he said that Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were both direct descendants of the great god Pangu, which made Ju Mang very happy.

After all, both the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches claim to be Pangu's direct successors, but in the eyes of everyone in the prehistoric world, the Sanqing transformed by Pangu Yuanshen is obviously more representative of the Pangu Great God, while Xuanchen, who is a member of the Sanqing sect, personally said that the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestors Wu Tong is the direct descendant of Pan Gu, the great god.

When he was happy, Gou Mang immediately pulled Xuan Chen to drink and talk happily.

Seeing Jumang's enthusiastic attitude, Zhao Gongming next to him remembered what his senior brother had told him about Honghuang not only fighting and killing, but also the way of the world.

(End of this chapter)