Chapter 409: Zu and Zhu
A few days ago...
"Zhu Ming, can I still call you that now?"
The black-robed god sat cross-legged on the black lotus, holding a black spear against the Chaos Bell.
Chen Zhu observed Luohou carefully, looking at the principles of Tao on his body.
Time went back in front of him, and the truth of that day was not hidden by this great god.
"I see."
Chen Zhu saw everything. On that day, Luohou himself was condensed in a palm and was cut off by the God-killing Spear. This gave him a chance to catch his breath.
After he killed the God-killing Spear Rāhu, his hand grew back into his.
"The great god is really courageous."
Chen Zhu put down the Chaos Bell: "To divide yourself in this way, without destruction there is no construction, Zhu Ming admires it."
He called himself Zhuming, and was no longer the high and mighty candle god.
So, Chen Zhu admitted his identity.
"I am here today to repay my karma to my fellow Taoist friends."
Luo Hou also put down the God-killing Spear in his hand and said solemnly: "The Fenglin and Fenglin tribes are using the head of the Father God to refine a great treasure. If it succeeds, I'm afraid you will be the first to be affected."
There was no beating around the bush, which was always Luohou's character and temper. But when Chen Zhu heard the news, he was still obviously shocked.
"Is this true?"
His expression straightened up: "What kind of treasure are they refining?"
"No, this is not Dabao's problem. That is the head of Father God. How dare they!"
This is equivalent to trampling on Chen Zhu's father's head.
They were trampling on him. Chen Zhu suddenly stood up and said, "As if I don't exist!"
"The Xiantian God is not dead yet!"
"I don't know more. You know that the only thing left of my Dao is my palms. I am no match for them."
Luo Hou said slowly: "I tell you this today, firstly, to repay part of the karma, and secondly, to let you be careful and make plans early."
"You must know that when the two clans' great treasures are refined, your dragon clan will be the first to bear the brunt."
Rahu left.
The figure quickly faded in Chen Zhu's eyes, but the anger in Chen Zhu's heart became more and more intense.
"That is the head of Father God... How dare they..."
He didn't care if the two tribes became more powerful. He firmly believed that he was the strongest. At most, they would just fight.
But Chen Zhu could not accept the behavior of the Feng and Lin tribes.
"No wonder, no wonder he is so crazy about collecting the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."
It's not about refining a large number of innate spiritual treasures, it's about refining a treasure that is comparable to His Chaos Bell!
And once they are refined, not only will I not be able to kill them, but the worst result will be the three tribes becoming independent.
But... can the three tribes really coexist?
Chen Zhu raised his head and looked at the endless karma. The two tribes were pushing themselves into a fire pit by not paying the price.
Then, the reason why Heaven did not send down good fortune was found. Since the great treasure was refined with the Father God's head, Heaven would naturally not send down disaster to strike him.
The karma is here, and the most balanced situation of three tribes standing side by side is simply impossible.
Chen Zhu originally thought that even if these two tribes were able to refine a great treasure, they would still suffer huge losses in the end.
But who knew that Jie Yin and Zhunti actually joined the two tribes, which, coupled with their original anger, was like adding fuel to the fire!
He rushed into the Dragon Court and let everyone know the whole story.
"It's so true!"
After everyone learned about what the two tribes had done, they finally made a decision.
"war!"
"Since the Fenglin and Lin tribes need the laws of heaven and earth to refine the great treasure, we, the Dragon tribe, must not let them continue!"
Jinluo Longzu was determined: "Stop the refining of Dabao and don't let it reach perfection. Once the Fenglin and Fenglin tribes surpass us, it will be a disaster!"
He looked up: "Father, let's fight!"
"Father, let's fight!"
Mo Zu also spoke up.
"Father, if we start a war, I, Qian Tian, will never agree!"
"Father, I am willing to be the pioneer!"
The Red Dragon Ancestor said resolutely: "Use their spirit to ensure that our clan will prosper forever!"
The dragon race is inherently warlike. They are the ones who have fought through many calamities, and there is still the murderous aura of evil spirits flowing in their blood.
At this moment, the dragons were filled with blood and there was only one word for them: fight!
Those priests who later joined the dragon clan were all shocked. These dragons had such a strong murderous instinct!
Zulong still didn't give in.
He looked at the dragons and remained silent.
All the sounds were gradually getting smaller.
It was not until a long time later, when one could hear a pin drop in the Dragon Court, that He said:
"Do you think that the way to keep my tribe prosperous is to suppress other tribes?"
"When did my dragon race become so unbearable and despicable?"
"Is the future of our dragon race going to stagnate here?"
He asked three times, but the tone was not serious.
But these three sentences turned into three extremely loud slaps in the face of each dragon.
Yes, when did they, the dragon race, become so cowardly?
This is not strength, this is weakness, this is fear, fear that other races will surpass the dragon race.
There was finally a smile in Bai Ze's eyes. This was the reason why he was willing to serve the Dragon Clan.
Zulong, a wise ruler!
He is the emperor of the dragon clan, but he already possesses all the virtues of the entire prehistoric emperor. Bai Ze is willing to assist him.
"Haha, if that's the case, then I must help the Emperor win this disaster!"
In the silence, with everyone's faces burning, Bai Ze's laughter was extremely clear, echoing in the imperial court.
The wisdom on His body shone brightly, and He lowered down thousands of colorful lights. He bowed and said:
"So, we won't go to war with the two tribes now, but they will definitely plunder, which will do harm to the world. So, please, Emperor, please still set off."
"However, it is not to stop those two tribes, but to make the fake look real. Bai Ze has a trick that can make the Fenglin and Fenglin tribes suffer heavy losses, and even be spurned by the prehistoric world!"
On the high platform, Zulong's mouth corners slowly rose, and he moved forward from the backrest of the dragon throne.
He held his chin with one hand and smiled: "Daimaoshi, are you finally going to be serious?"
"Emperor, I have always been at your service."
Bai Ze chuckled, and the true ability transformed from the Great Way of Wisdom finally began to show.
Chen Zhu looked gloomy and waited for his speech.
Bai Ze raised his head and said: "First, let the matter between the two tribes be made known to the world, and inform all tribes, so that they know the consequences and severity of this."
"If we want to severely damage the two tribes, we must first make them lose their morals and be despised."
Zulong smiled. This was the answer he wanted: "Continue."
“Two: Ask the Dream Dragon Clan and the Illusion Dragon Clan to take action and transform into the appearance of the Phoenix and Lin Clan. They don’t need to attack the Ten Thousand Gods. They just need to do the same thing as the Phoenix and Lin Clan, but they need to directly affect the Ten Thousand Gods.”
"Only when it comes to their own interests will these reclusive, high-ranking, naturally divine beings shoulder their own responsibilities."
"Daimaoshi, continue."
Zulong was even happier.
"Third: Our Dragon Clan has once again expanded the recruitment order. This is what the Emperor has always done. Even if the Phoenix and Lin Clans imitate it, they are not as good as the Emperor's reputation. Promise us great benefits and strengthen our clan's strength so that we can prepare for the coming rainy day and deal with the Phoenix and Lin Clans!"
As soon as the three strategies were put forward, everyone seemed to be enlightened.
This is the real plan. In this way, no matter how powerful the two tribes are, there are only two tribes. You must know that there are many innate sacred beings between heaven and earth.
Although it is not enough to deal with Yuanfeng and Shiqilin, it is enough to deal with the ancestors of the Fenglin and Fenglin tribes. "Emperor, please allow us to do so. The Fenglin and Fenglin tribes have been plundering for a long time. I am afraid we need to speed up the process."
"Okay, then please ask the Phantom God and the Dream God to move!"
The Emperor stood up and laughed loudly: "Everyone, show off my dragon power!"
"Show my dragon power!"
The dragons were excited, and the phantom god Qingying and the dream god began to join forces and travel through the wilderness.
Chen Zhu watched all this silently and said nothing.
He found Zulong and told him directly.
"Brother, once the great treasure refined by the Fenglin and Lin clans is completed, how can we kill them?"
"I understand that you want to be the emperor of the entire prehistoric world, but first and foremost, you have the strength and confidence to do so. Right now, I don't think you still have the strength and confidence to do so."
He still disagreed with the Imperial Court's decision, but due to Zulong's authority, he did not raise it directly.
Do you think that he, the candle god, tacitly agreed?
"Brother, you have to do it for the entire prehistoric world, and then the dragon clan. But I don't think so. Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin have a great cause and effect and a great grudge with me. I can't stand it."
He bowed directly: "You want to sit back and do nothing? Sorry, I am not that magnanimous. I can't stand it!"
He... wants to settle accounts with Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin!
"Candlelight!"
Zulong frowned: "You can't go."
"Why!"
"Ugh……"
In front of Chen Zhu, the Dragon King no longer had the majesty of the past, but only sighed.
"The dragon race will come to an end, and the heaven and earth will come to an end."
"so what?"
Chen Zhu said disdainfully: "As long as I am alive, there will be no end to the dragon race, and the same goes for the world!"
"Zhu Ming, do you think the Ten Thousand Daos are weakening now? How can there be no end?"
Zulong placed his hand on Chen Zhu's shoulder and said, "It is true that the Fenglin and the Fenglin tribes insulted Father God's head, but that was Father God's decision."
“He had anticipated all of this before his death, so what the Fenglin and Fenglin clans are refining now is the treasure that can stop the end.”
"Zhu Ming, when you died, you gave me your reverse scales. In exchange for entering the world with the Dao, I was able to see some one-sided things. I will not waste these opportunities."
The way he looked at Chen Zhu could not be fake.
Chen Zhu remained silent, but finally shook his head.
"Brother, I can't see through you. I have never understood you, and I don't know what your character is like."
He turned around to avoid Zulong's palm, and his shoulders undoubtedly felt a lot more relaxed.
"I will naturally do what I am asked to do. I am the Candle God, and I am the Taoist master of this world."
He still left, to declare war on the Fenglin and Lin clans.
Zulong did not speak again.
He knew that once Chen Zhu made the decision on what to do, it could not be changed.
This is the innate god.
That is what He calls the Lord of Tao!
"In this case, I will definitely stop you."
Zulong sighed, took off the Chaos Pearl from his head, and threw it out...
……
At this time, on the other side of the world, Luohou was walking on the desolate land.
The change in the laws of nature is catastrophic for ordinary creatures. All things have finally adapted to the current laws of nature, but the sudden change causes them to die in large numbers.
"Plans have already begun."
He sighed: "Next, Jin Wuchou, don't blame the master."
Luohu looked into the distance. The Dream Path and the Illusion Path had already begun to attack the innate saints. Everything had begun.
He made hand gestures and sent a message to a distant place.
At this time, Jin Wuchou had already left the Dragon Clan. If he stayed any longer, he might be attacked at any time.
It's ridiculous that our own race is actually dangerous, not as dangerous as the mountains and rivers outside.
When this message came, Jin Wuchou was forging the sword.
Refining the sword is refining himself. There is nothing special about each of his swords, nor is there any obvious disturbance in the principles of the Dao.
Each sword was ordinary, and seemed almost the same as the ones seen on the stone wall of Mount Buzhou.
But for Jin Wuchou, everything has changed, and he has a deeper understanding.
"Wu Qiu, come and meet me."
Luohu's voice arrived, making the latter look happy!
"Master!"
He moved quickly, and the ordinary sword actually cut through the space and came in front of Luohou in an instant.
"What do you want, Master?"
Jin Wuchou felt somewhat happy, as if all the setbacks he had encountered in the Dragon Clan had disappeared.
"Wu Chou, the thing you are nurturing behind you, although it cannot be born immediately, already has a certain power."
Luohou's eyes were gentle. "Between heaven and earth, there is a big mountain called Mount Xumi. If you go west, you will naturally find Mount Xumi. Then you will be able to find a way to survive in this catastrophe."
Jin Wuchou was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master!"
After he bowed, he quickly set off towards the west.
Luo Hou sighed again...
"Wu Chou, Zhu Ming, I am sorry for you. I don't have much time left, and neither does Hong Jun."
He looked towards Mount Buzhou. The speed at which the Heavenly Dao was advancing was too fast. The limits of the Golden Immortal were constantly being challenged and were almost beyond his control.
This is the most suitable opportunity for the Fenglin clan. It is not that He wants to promote the infinite calamity, but He has no choice.
"Wuqiu, Master has left the formation diagram at Mount Xumi. After you get it, the Four Treasures of Killing and Slaying can appear once. Don't let Master down."
Everything was spreading, and Luohu was not involved in anything.
Completely different from the God-killing Gun.
But the whole world is turning in his palm, and all the innate gods are forced to participate in it unknowingly.
No, not just the innate gods, but also the new gods, those who are divine by nature.
At this time, the Red Cloud Ancestor summoned him, and his face was very important. Hundreds of Golden Immortals had already arrived here.
There are hundreds of Golden Immortals. Although they are not as powerful as the three tribes, they are no less powerful than the Taotie tribe or the Suzaku tribe.
And the number is still increasing. Led by Patriarch Hongyun, they have to shoulder their innate sacred responsibility!
I'm afraid that in this world, only Taoist Taiping can see the most clearly.
He knows all the secrets.
"Rahu."
He sighed more than once. This was really crazy.
But…He was also extremely happy.
The fall of the sky, isn’t that the most exciting thing?
"My path must be here. There are endless paths, roads, and roads. I can always find the most suitable path!"
Taoist Taiping was somewhat happy because he had already seen the Golden Immortal.
The Way of Heaven is merely the nourishment for His growth; He is the true innate God.
(End of this chapter)