Chapter 304 My Name: Jie Yin
Coming out of the dragon clan’s ancestral land is the vast wilderness.
There are many tribes and Xu people all around, but they don’t know that they are surrounded by one of the most terrifying tribes in the prehistoric world.
They will never be able to get out of their own mountains throughout their lives.
Zhulong walked between heaven and earth, and from time to time he could see these tribesmen looking up curiously and observing his footsteps.
One step, one thunder pattern.
Chen Zhu's face at this moment was completely different from before. He was dressed in a long purple and gold robe, with a high-topped thunder feather on his head, angry eyebrows, dragon eyes, black lips and a green face.
There are purple-gold lightning patterns embellishing his face, and he looks like a character that is not to be trifled with.
The footprints stepping on the void walked through the void step by step and lasted for a long time.
For those creatures scattered on the earth, this may be the only time in their lives that they see immortals and gods, and it is also the only time that they touch the source realm at such a close distance.
They have spent their entire lives and put in all their efforts, and perhaps in the end they will be able to touch these footprints.
The thunder demon's footprints spread far, far away.
The place Chen Zhu wants to go is where the God of Dreams is. However, the world is so vast, how can he find the God of Dreams?
If it were an ordinary creature, he would only need to close his eyes and he would be able to find the presence of the dream god in his dreams. But Chen Zhu didn't need that. If he entered the dream, this vest would be useless.
Dreams are the realm of the god of dreams. In dreams, the god of dreams is the only god.
He measured the wilderness with his footsteps, looking for traces of the dream path.
As he was listening to other people chatting seriously outside Jingzhe Palace, he said that there was a country belonging to dreams here.
When the dragon clan was gathering the destiny of the entire clan, the Yuan realm ancestors, or the innate gods, also began to build their own ancient country of destiny.
That dream kingdom is the ancient country of destiny created by the God of Dreams.
It is said that in the kingdom of dreams, you can have whatever you want, including status, strength, wealth, and females. You can have it as long as you want it.
It is said that countless creatures would rather die than take a walk in the kingdom of dreams.
There is a slightly larger tribe ahead.
Chen Zhu stepped down slightly, his face as cold as a glacier or as if it was a volcano about to erupt, making people afraid to provoke him.
It was seen that this tribe had a population of about 20 billion, all of whom had bird-beaked bodies and were roughly human-shaped.
To feed such a large population, the tribe owes its existence to a clay bowl, therefore, this ethnic group also calls themselves the Clay Bowl Tribe.
A trickle of water hung from the clay bowl. Drinking the water in the bowl would keep one from feeling hungry for three days and make one feel full of energy.
The trickle of water from the clay bowl is inexhaustible and flows all the way into the vast ocean.
When Chen Zhu arrived, he happened to see the tribe offering sacrifices with a clay bowl, and then unanimously using the stream.
Specks of black light floated in the stream, and after a quick observation Chen Zhu understood what was going on.
It turns out that this clay bowl is not a clay bowl, but a "wound" in the earth vein.
A new god could have been born here, but because of this wound, the earth's energy leaked out and eventually turned into this thin stream.
It's like a broken egg that can no longer produce life unless you repair the eggshell.
"Dear guest who has come from afar, are you also visiting my Clay Bowl Tribe?"
A member of the Clay Bowl tribe came over enthusiastically and said, "We are currently offering sacrifices to the Clay Bowl, why don't we join in?"
Now it is different from the past. Even if they are not innate gods, there are some that are roughly the same as human beings.
But no one has ever seen a real human form, so they don’t feel much fear of Chen Zhu.
"Sacrifice?"
Chen Zhu sneered: "I am the High Priest of the Dragon Court. This sea is all my dragon clan's territory. Have you priests asked me?"
Upon hearing this, the enthusiasm on the Niwan tribe member’s face froze.
Chen Zhu snorted coldly: "You have carried out a big Ying sacrifice, you deserve to be punished. Today, this priest has sealed your clay bowls as a punishment."
He stretched out his hand and a magic thunder fell down, directly blocking the gap in the earth vein, so the clay bowl was ruined.
With a loud bang, the clay bowl shattered, and the hearts of all the people in the clay bowl tribe were shattered along with it.
"you you……"
The people of the Niwan tribe looked at the inexhaustible stream and saw it drying up. They were at first in disbelief, and then quickly turned to anger.
"You actually desecrated the clay bowl, causing the divine fluid to stop flowing out!"
"You are a sinner. I will kill you and offer a clay bowl as a token of my sin!"
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
The people in the Niwan tribe were very excited. Because they had been absorbing the earth's qi for a long time, the most powerful tribe leader had reached the fourth level of transformation.
He roared and rushed towards Chen Zhu, wanting to kill the sinner in front of him in a primitive and barbaric way.
however……
"Boom!"
The devilish thunder fell again, but Chen Zhu remained calm. However, the clan leader in front of him turned into a pile of ashes under the heat of the thunder.
All the voices of the Niwan people stopped...
Compared to Niwan, a god who had never had consciousness, they were more afraid of the god in front of them who actually held thunder in his hands.
It is said that every time there is thunder in the sky it is because the god of thunder is angry. Could it be that they accidentally angered the god of thunder?
The ancient fear and faith began to emerge at this time.
Chen Zhu's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Do you know where the Kingdom of Dreams is?"
If the God of Dreams wants to develop his own dream kingdom, he will definitely develop and promote it everywhere. A large tribe like this will generally become a target.
However, the people of the Niwan tribe do not know this, which means that this place is wrong.
Chen Zhu shook his head. If that was the case, there was no need for him to stay here any longer. He got up and left the bathroom.
However, at this moment, his expression was slightly stunned.
I saw that the ground vein that I had blocked was once again broken open. Looking over there, I found that there was a Taoist who was reshaping the clay bowl bit by bit with his hands.
The Taoist's hair was curled and twisted into a bun. He didn't care about his noble status at all, and his hands were covered with dirt.
The clay bowl was completed again. The people of the Clay Bowl tribe were delighted. They were about to kowtow but turned back and observed Chen Zhu carefully.
Is this God of Thunder going to get angry again?
"Fellow Daoist, you are really very courageous."
Chen Zhu looked at the strange Taoist in front of him and said, "You know it was my trick but you still want to destroy it. Don't you know how to write the word death?"
The Taoist slowly made the clay bowl, and the dirt on his hands magically disappeared. He turned around and smiled when he heard the words.
"I reshaped this treasure with my own hands, which is a meritorious deed. How can I say that I destroyed it?"
Chen Zhu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, took out the Haishui bamboo weaving and said:
"Fellow Daoist, you are using your tongue to offend me, are you trying to test the power of my whip?"
He revealed his identity: "I am the new high priest of the Dragon Court. I advise you to quickly seal the clay bowl for me, otherwise you will be in big trouble!"
The Taoist looked fearless and regretless when he heard this, and shook his head slightly.
"Fellow Daoist, your thunder is a punishment for these people of the Niwan tribe."
"But they rely on this day and night for their survival. If their clay bowls are sealed, how will these creatures survive?"
The Taoist looked calm and said, "I won't seal it."
"What a good one that won't be sealed."
Chen Zhu sneered: "This vein of land should have given birth to an immortal god. When the immortal god is born, he will surely become an earthly immortal and be able to benefit this land. Isn't he more useful than this clay bowl?"
"A broken leyline is just a common thing."
Chen Zhu had his own explanation, otherwise he wouldn't have done this thankless task.
The Taoist still shook his head: "Then what should these two billion lives do during this time?"
"The immortals of the earth veins have been nurturing for who knows how many years. Without the clay bowl, how many of these creatures will die? Daoist friend, since the clay bowl has been formed, it is destiny and there is no need to change it."
Hearing this, Chen Zhu's face became even gloomier and he picked up the whip.
He has never been a person who likes to talk nonsense, not to mention that his current identity is the Thunder Demon, so he is even more straightforward.
Lift up... drop down... "Snap!"
The Taoist priest was beaten hard by the bitter bamboo whip of Haishui, leaving his skin torn and the wounds horrifying.
The Thunder Demon snorted coldly: "When it comes to discussing with me, whoever has the bigger fist is right. Who gives you the courage to provoke me?"
I wonder if he became famous after fighting in Beihai?
After receiving the whip, the Taoist said nothing, and even the expression on his face did not change.
"I heard that you are cruel, and it is true."
Instead, he sighed and said, "Daoyou, cruelty is not acceptable."
He was still quite strong and didn't make any sound of pain.
Chen Zhu raised his hand and gave the second and third whips...
But as the whips came down, the Taoist refused to make a sound. Even though his clothes were torn and his flesh was stuck together in a bloody mess, he was unwilling to destroy the clay bowl again.
"Who are you?"
Chen Zhu had never seen such a tough person before, and he couldn't help but reduce the strength in his hands.
He didn't say a word or fight back even after being beaten like this, just for this mere vein of earth?
Damn, where did this ruthless guy come from? He wants to maintain the personality of this vest, what are you for?
In fact, Chen Zhu was already scared in his heart. If this kind of character was not completely eliminated, he would definitely be a ruthless person in the future. Today, the grudge between them was settled.
"I am just the Gengjin energy from the west."
The Taoist seemed to have guessed Chen Zhu's thoughts, and smiled despite his wounds:
"I heard that you are cruel, so I came all the way here to change your mind." "This time, I swear to the Great Dao that no matter what happens, there will be no karma between you and me, so you can rest assured."
The ancestor of Gengjin White Tiger is dead, so what kind of Gengjin energy are you from?
Moreover, you are cutting off your own retreat and saying that there is no cause and effect?
Chen Zhu looked up at him as if he was looking at a fool.
“When the avenue of wisdom showered upon you, did you hold your umbrella?”
In this way, he also suppressed the throbbing in his own refining ruins.
Since the other party said that cause and effect will not be taken into account, then let it go.
Otherwise, I might have to refine this world and the Taoist in front of me together.
But Chen Zhu did not intend to continue to tangle with the other party, and left with a cold snort:
"Since there is no cause and effect, just leave immediately and don't bother me."
If there is no information about the Dream God here, then continue looking for another larger tribe, you will always find it.
Once we trick the God of Dreams back to Dragon Court, and then use the Earth Ancestor to morally blackmail him, isn't that a foregone conclusion?
The most appropriate and effortless way to deal with love-brain is to start with the object of licking.
I just wonder what kind of treasure Zulong will prepare for me? I am really looking forward to it.
After walking along hundreds of earth veins, the second large tribe came into view.
This tribe is more numerous, with a population of hundreds of billions, scattered across this land, making it the undisputed overlord.
The tribe lives in the mountains and forests, and there are many kinds of fruit trees. The fruits on the trees are similar to grapes, and you don’t need to eat them again after eating them.
But this tree was not formed by the leakage of earth veins, but is a spiritual creature in itself.
It's a pity that it can't be considered a spiritual root, but it has endless uses.
The entire mountain is made up of saplings from one mother tree.
The people of the tribe also have human form, but they have bird wings. They call themselves winged people so that they can fly up and eat fruits like grapes.
There is a breath of dream here.
Chen Zhu sniffed and found it.
He landed and was about to step forward to ask when his face suddenly turned cold.
It turned out that under a tree in front, the Taoist priest was gently picking up a grape and putting it into his mouth, tasting it gently.
He turned around and smiled, handed one to Chen Zhu and said:
"Why don't you try this fruit, it's juicy and delicious, maybe it can purify the violent spirit in your heart."
Chen Zhu wanted to try it, but if he ate it when the Taoist handed it to him, it would be inconsistent with his character...
MD, you are a dog-skin plaster!
"roll."
He snorted coldly, roughly grabbed a winged man who was still flying in the sky, and strangled the man's neck tightly.
"Do you know the Kingdom of Dreams?"
The winged man struggled hard, but to no avail, he couldn't break free from Chen Zhu's big hand at all.
Upon seeing this, the Taoist put the grapes back on the tree, and they actually closed up again automatically.
He came to the winged man who was strangled by Chen Zhu and pried open his fingers one by one.
"Do you really want to die?"
When Chen Zhu questioned this, the Taoist simply put Chen Zhu's hand on his neck again.
He smiled calmly: "You have to ask anyway, why bother ordinary weak creatures? If you want to pinch me, then let me suffer."
"madman!"
Chen Zhu shook his hand away and snorted coldly: "Gengjin Dao is one of the hardest and most rigid Dao principles. Your temper makes me doubt that you were not transformed by Gengjin Dao, but were born by Yimu Dao."
He stared at the winged man lying on the ground gasping for breath and asked, "Answer me, do you know about the kingdom of dreams?"
"I...I know that as long as I dream when the Dream Servant arrives, I can go to the Kingdom of Dreams."
He quickly gave the answer Chen Zhu wanted, and kowtowed: "Please don't kill me, I will tell you everything."
"The Dream Servant will come at a fixed time every day. It should be here soon."
"How soon is it?"
Chen Zhu snorted coldly: "You'd better make it clear at this time."
"I don't know how long."
The Winged People were crying; they had no concept of time.
This made Chen Zhu silent.
In ancient times, people did not keep track of years. This is true.
Because there is no other innate god like the God of Order who is as selfless as the Sun.
In the beginning, their Zhulong clan still had the concept of time such as hours and seasons, but after the Zhulong clan was destroyed, they no longer had this concept.
He could customize the year, month, day and time by himself, but without the reference of the moon and the sun, this was not realistic.
To use the words of the myth, that is, "the time has not yet come."
Many things have actually been thought of long ago, but there is just a lack of opportunity.
Chen Zhu said nothing and told him to go away.
Then I looked back and saw that the Taoist was looking at me quietly.
Are you just clinging to me like this, trying to influence me in this way?
Chen Zhu snorted and said disdainfully: "Then you are too stupid, who can you change?"
"I believe that as long as you persist, you will eventually be able to achieve enlightenment."
The Taoist was still calm, but the way he spoke made Chen Zhu suddenly alert...
The Qi of the Western Gengjin has taken shape... The Qi of the Western Gengjin has taken shape...
Divine light flashed in his thunder eyes, exploring the Tao principles of the Taoist in front of him.
A purple aura of noble fortune rolled up from his head. It was the compensation given by heaven and earth after the countless battles in the West. How could it fall on this person?
Chen Zhu saw the Gengjin Dao, and at the same time, he also saw the last of the three rays of wisdom.
He Chen Zhu said it again! When the God of Wisdom died, he was against it!
As a result, such a monster was born!
Chen Zhu gritted his teeth, and then gritted his teeth again, suppressing the throbbing in his heart, still pretending to be angry, and asked tentatively:
"What's your name, fellow Taoist?"
"I am a humble person, I call myself... Jie Yin."
Lead! Lead! Lead!!!
The huge handwriting echoed in Chen Zhu's ears. There was no mistake, there was no mistake!
Damn, I just whipped the Saint of Reception so many times.
I'm really... screwed.
Chen Zhu screamed wildly in his heart, but still maintained a cold expression on his face.
"What is guidance? I've never heard of it."
Weird!
This is different from the great god Hongjun. If the myth is correct, the great god Hongjun will be in harmony with the Tao in the future. As long as you don't really go against the will of heaven, you generally can't provoke that existence.
But Jieyin is different. He is a sage who lives in the world and one of the leaders of the family...
Chen Zhu gritted his teeth, fortunately he did not choose to take action before.
After that, this person must not be whipped.
Damn, I am the first one to be saved by the Saint, right?
But you have to hold on. How can the barren land in the West support a dragon like him who loves treasures?
After Chen Zhu nodded, he planned to find the Dream God as soon as possible, and then return to the Sanku Cave to survive for a calamity.
Everything was done by Lei Mo, what does it have to do with him?
The Taoist Jie Yin smiled and picked another grape for Chen Zhu: "Taste it again, fellow Taoist."
"Humph."
Chen Zhu snorted coldly, but still took it and took a bite.
It’s so damn delicious, I’ll secretly pack some for later.
No, let’s move a few trees and plant them in Sanku Cave, so that we can entertain guests in the future, right?
It would be better if Jie Yin was not around.
His inner thoughts surged, and he began to laugh at what he had said before.
He also said that the other party was holding an umbrella while directing the laws of nature to fall, and it turned out that this person himself was the embodiment of wisdom.
Jie Yin fed Chen Zhu about twenty grapes and thought it was a good start.
Finally, the dream servant came.
That was the goddess walking in the sky. She saw the winged people quickly closing their eyes and falling asleep on the spot.
Well, they wouldn’t understand such a high-end thing as a cave. After all, they have never been to the Dragon Clan and don’t know how prosperous it is.
Jie Yin was slightly surprised when he saw this, and his eyes showed a strong interest in the dreaminess of the goddess.
It seems that this avenue has vital benefits for him.
The Saint of Guidance is good at dream communication.
Seeing this, Chen Zhu stood up and walked towards the dream servant.
He wanted to meet the God of Dreams and also meet the former Earth Ancestor.
Thank you for your concern
(End of this chapter)