Honghuang Playground

Chapter 221 221. What the Sage Says
"Ah? Big brother?!"

A clear and tender voice sounded, she seemed to be the youngest, but Bi Xiao, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, screamed out, her eyes widened, staring at Xuandu like two copper bells.

Xuandu has already received Bai Ye's sound transmission, so he naturally knows what's going on with these people in front of him, and nodded with a smile: "If I'm not wrong, I'm your senior brother! Junior sister!"

"Bi Xiao has met the elder brother!" Bi Xiao hurriedly saluted, but it was only after the salute that he realized that he kept screaming, "Do you know who our teacher is?"

Zhao Gongming and Yunxiao Qiongxiao smiled wryly together: You even called the senior brother just now, how can you not know which one?
Taoist Yuan Xing also realized immediately, although it is not clear what happened, nor can it be confirmed whether these are the disciples of Saint Yuqing or Shangqing Saint, but there is no doubt that the disciples of Sanqing Saint are.Yuan Xing immediately understood the meaning of Bai Ye's reminder just now, and gently cupped his hands at Bai Ye to express his gratitude.

Needless to say, everyone once again guarded the great migration of the human race and moved forward.But this time, Bai Ye's confidence was much stronger: Even if you don't consider the many Taiyi Jinxian level monks in the team, just looking at the names behind them is enough to make many guys who have plans in their hearts Think about it, shall we?

Therefore, in the following period of time, there was no unexpected peaceful journey at all, and the migration journey of the human race suddenly became like a tourist.So in this case, Xuandu didn't have to be on guard at the end of the team all the time, but took turns guarding with Zhao Gongming and Yunxiao - this was not an arrangement made by Bai Ye, but Yunxiao's initiative request.

"The disciples that Uncle Tongtian has accepted this time are really good!" In their free time, Xuandu and Bai Ye sat high above the sky, chatting, "I feel a little wronged by these disciples who can't name their masters!"

"Oh?" Bai Ye immediately became interested: "Why can't they clearly say that they are masters?"

When Xuandu heard it, he smiled wryly: "Because of Master Yuan!"

On Kunlun Mountain, the Three Purities are one, this is a well-known thing.Therefore, the disciples of the Sanqing sect are known as senior brothers and younger brothers when they communicate with each other. This is something that is known in many time-traveling texts in later generations, and Bai Ye naturally knows it too.

But what Bai Ye didn't know was Tong Tian's obsession with his apprentice.

"Uncle Tongtian seems to like accepting apprentices very much. Once he meets some creatures with excellent aptitude, he will go forward and pass on some basic cultivation methods, and determine the status of master and apprentice. When he takes shape in the future, he will formally accept them. Be a disciple!"

"Originally, this matter is nothing, but the key is with Master Yuan. Although Master Yuan also attaches great importance to his disciples, his requirements are much higher than those of Master Tongtian! Not only qualifications, but also character and morality. , quality, etc... In this way, until now, the phantom array at the foot of Kunlun Mountain is still there, and not a single disciple has been recruited!"

This is true.When Bai Ye met Sanqing on Kunlun Mountain, although he didn't look for it, he still noticed the huge phantom formation at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.If it wasn't for Empress Hou Tu directly sending him off, his ghostly body would have to go through the phantom array for a while, and maybe he wouldn't even be able to get out!
"In this way, there will be a problem." Xuandu said helplessly: "Although Uncle Tongtian is uninhibited, he still respects Master Yuan. Master Yuan has not yet recruited disciples, how can he be the first? So No matter how many souls are found after successfully taking shape, Uncle Tongtian will warn them first, now it is just an investigation stage, and they can only be regarded as the kind of teachers and disciples who listen to the Tao. If you really want to recruit disciples, you can only wait for the opportunity in the future!"

After Bai Ye heard this, he could only laugh: "Then the reason why they can't say anything about Zhao Gongming is because they are afraid that they will offend the consideration of the Tongtian sage and make the Sanqing sage unhappy?"

Xuandu nodded helplessly: "That's it."

Bai Ye laughed even more.It is rare for the Tongtian sage to accept apprentices like this!To know the supernatural powers of a saint, the original saint must also know these things, so the current situation can be said to be embarrassing for everyone to know!

But after all, it was about a saint, and Bai Ye immediately stopped smiling: Although I believe that with the heroism of Tongtian, he will not take such a small matter to heart, but it is better to be cautious.What's more, Tongtian specially sent them here to help.

The two chatted for a while, Xuandu seemed to suddenly think of something, and said solemnly: "Brother, there is one thing that I want to tell you specially."

Seeing his serious expression, Bai Ye immediately nodded and said, "Say it!"

"Before Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao's younger brothers and sisters came, I once heard Uncle Tongtian say casually, saying that the human race should not be too conspicuous now, but should sink down!" Xuandu frowned, with a serious expression : "I don't think this is unintentional words!"

Of course, this is not unintentional words!No matter how boring Tong Tian was, he would never suddenly say this in front of his disciples!
So that is to say, this is what the saints mean?
"Is it sinking..." Bai Ye's heart turned sharply, and he muttered to himself: "It is indeed time to sink..."

From the birth of the human race to the present, there is only a short period of 160 years.For an ethnic group, this is a short time that is not worth mentioning—no, even for monks, this is an extremely short time!The monster clan spent tens of millions of years to accumulate, and the witch clan officially appeared in the world after a calamity!In contrast, the human race is like a baby in the swaddle!

However, to everyone's surprise, this human race, who should be as weak as a baby, actually set off a huge frenzy in the prehistoric world!Whether it's his entanglement or the power he's displaying now, the entire prehistoric world is amazed!
But under such a statement, it is the undisguised weakness of the human race!emptiness!
Without the accumulation of enough time, without the support of enough strength, the current human race is more like a loft in the sky-it looks good, but as long as there is a little external force, it can be completely destroyed!

So for the current human race, what is needed is accumulation!It is sinking, sinking to the bottom of all eyes, and quietly starting to accumulate one's own foundation!

Bai Ye had this idea early on, but the situation never gave the races enough time to accumulate: first the emperor Jun Taiyi of the monster clan, and then the eleven ancestor witches of the witch clan.

"However, even the sage made a point. It seems that the human race has reached the point where it has to accumulate!" After thinking for a while, he made a decision and smiled coldly: "Next, let the Lich clan make trouble." Bar!"

……

33 days, Yaozu Tianting.Sun Palace.

Di Juntai sat in the Sun Palace on one side, with a gloomy expression.Even the brilliance of the sun and the blazing golden flames could not completely drive away the dark color on their faces.

Of course, there was still a hint of paleness that had not healed from a serious injury.

"How's the Eastern Emperor Bell?" Yao Emperor Jun asked, "Has that trace of spiritual thought been expelled?"

Dong Huangtai looked ugly, shook her head without saying a word.

Di Jun's face became more and more gloomy: "How is it possible? The Donghuang Bell is your innate treasure that has been completely refined. How can it be impossible to expel other people's spiritual thoughts? Even if the ants use some magical powers to force their spiritual thoughts into it, it will not It may still survive under your full refinement!"

Taiyi also became darker and gloomy, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "But I just can't expel it! There is a force maintaining this divine sense, no matter how I refine it, it will be useless!" After a pause, his harsh voice continued. Said: "This power is extremely strong!"

Di Jun's eyes widened suddenly.After being stunned for a moment, he took a deep breath before asking in a deep voice, "Above the saint?"

The power of the saints, although they can't detect the bottom, but they also know the general idea.Surpassing the innate treasure, maintaining the spiritual thoughts of others, and not being excluded by its owner... If it is a treasure of ordinary monks, a saint can do it.But facing Taiyi, even Taishang may not be able to do it!
The two looked at each other, and they thought of the two together: the Taoist ancestor who lived 33 days outside the chaos, and the Pangu who shattered Zhou Tianxingdou with one axe.

Although Daozu didn't have a good impression of Yaozu, but since joining the Dao, he has never paid attention to the prehistoric matter.With his position as the Dao ancestor, he should not do such a thing.In contrast, the Great God Pan Gu who once shattered the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation and severely damaged the 360 ​​Wu Yao God is undoubtedly more suspicious.

"Pangu!" Di Jun gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

After a long silence, Di Jun spoke again: "The luck suppressed by the Donghuang Bell is constantly being lost, and it can no longer be the position of the demon clan's luck artifact. I will refine a demon banner and transfer the position of the luck artifact." Go to the demon banner!"

Tai's face was icy cold, and his golden eyeballs suddenly became extremely cold, without saying a word.

"Although the collision of luck has not been completed, we have failed in the end. The monster race has lost a lot of luck, and there will be no more wars in a short time! The human race... let him go first!" Di Jun gritted his teeth and sneered: "Thousands of years After that, let’s deal with the witch clan first! Let’s see what tricks the eleven ancestor witches without Houtu can do!”

……

Not Zhoushan.Ancestral Witch Hall.The Eleventh Patriarch Wu Surong sat upright.

"Zhu Jiuyin, how are you doing?"

"It's all right now."

Although Zhu Jiuyin, who attacked Dijiang, said that there was nothing wrong, his face was already very old, like an old man in his twilight years, and even his voice seemed to be lacking in breath.

Zhu Rong clenched his palms tightly, hit the armrest with a hammer, and said in a hateful voice, "What a shameful spell!"

All the ancestor witches knew what he said, and their faces turned cold.

After a while, Zhu Jiuyin took the initiative to say: "Leave him alone. The current big event is the Lich War in a thousand years!"

Di Jiang noticed the look in Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, took up the conversation and said, "The essence and blood prepared in advance for the Dutian Shensha formation is enough. Although a part of it was used for Zhu Jiuyin's cultivation, it is still completely impossible to forcefully deploy the formation. OK!"

The Great Formation of Dutian Shensha requires the combination of twelve ancestor witches, but after the reincarnation of the earth, the eleven ancestors had no choice but to gather the witches of the Houtu tribe, draw blood from all of them, and finally condense a portion of it. The blood of Houtu came and barely replaced Houtu.Originally, this amount of blood essence was not small, but in order to treat Zhu Jiuyin, all the ancestor witches took out a portion of blood essence and pooled it together, and the blood essence of Houtu was indispensable, so some less.

"No way!" Zhu Jiu said: "Houtu essence blood must be extracted again! But those can't prevent accidental states!"

"But the Houtu Tribe has already lost too much!" Xuanming said: "Maybe the big witches can come again, but ordinary witches can't afford it anymore!"

"That's right!" She Bishi said, "Houtu did what we needed to do for us. We can't let the Houtu tribe suffer too much! Among the Houtu tribe, there are already witches who are dissatisfied!"

Di Jiang's expression darkened upon hearing this.After a while, he finally said: "Then just take it from the great witch, as long as a small amount is enough."

Zhu Jiuyin seemed to want to say more, but in the end he sighed and said nothing, a trace of self-blame flashed across his face.

In the end, Dijiang reiterated again: "Everything is for fighting again after a thousand years!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)