Chapter 421: Demon Clan Heaven
"Brother, do you want to open the Heavenly Palace now?"
Chen Zhu looked around: "The sun is a very noble place, it is indeed a good place to open a heaven, but there is one thing we need to pay attention to."
Chen Zhu pointed around and said, "Brother, don't you think that although the scenery here is beautiful, it lacks decoration?"
It is not allowed to say that the left eye of God the Father is desolate, because this is the most honorable place.
But Chen Zhu was in charge of offering sacrifices to the gods and performing ceremonies, so he knew what was needed here.
Upon hearing this, Di Jun also realized something was wrong.
After all, this place is very different from Longting.
"Too……"
Di Jun frowned and thought for a moment.
"Then please repair this place first before you ask the rain god to come."
Chen Zhu: ...
"Brother, I suddenly remembered that I have something important to do, so I'll go ahead."
He was a typical person who wanted to run away because he was afraid of trouble. But how could Di Jun let Chen Zhu escape? He grabbed him and said:
"It's no trouble. Jiushou is waiting for you."
The nine heads here are naturally not the nine-headed dragon ancestor, but the nine sons transformed from his nine heads.
These few words made Chen Zhu react.
Di Jun was still thinking about the dragon clan in his heart. In the future, the Sun Palace would enjoy the fortune of the entire prehistoric world. As the builder of the Sun Palace, he would surely enjoy the incense.
It’s because… after experiencing the Longhan catastrophe, Di Jun didn’t want to drag the dragon clan into it anymore. This is actually a good protection.
He understood why he went to find them himself.
Because everyone can actually guess his identity as the Lord of the Donghuang Bell, but they are not sure.
After all, the Heavenly Dao wouldn't let him in, but the Chaos Bell was different.
In this way, the ambiguous identity and ambiguous attitude can confuse many people, and the nine sons of the Dragon Ancestor will also be ambiguous.
If Di Jun went, everything would probably be different. Without him saying anything, all the dragons in the ancient world would return to the Sun Palace.
In this way, it is just another Dragon Court.
This is not what Zulong wants.
They all knew that the Demon Court would eventually fall, which would be an even more devastating blow to the Dragon Clan.
And they simply realize this "process" and seek to realize their own path through the "process".
"As expected of my elder brother, he is very thoughtful."
While Chen Zhu was thinking that his thoughts might have come from Zulong, he landed on the top of the mountain and sent a message to the Rain God, asking him to find Jiuzi to explain the benefits.
Really let him run away on his own? No way, Chen Zhu is that lazy.
When the Rain God received the news, he was stunned. The place where the Candle God conveyed the news was actually in the prehistoric world?
This is not right. You have to know that the karma on His body is so strong that Heaven will never let Him go!
But... that's indeed the case.
Chen Zhu was walking in the ancient land. Ever since he split the ancient land into two halves with Mount Buzhou, the golden bridge of the Tai Chi diagram had been standing there.
Now, the desolate wilderness has regained its vitality. In just a hundred or so years, all things in heaven and earth have begun to become active again.
In fact, it is more prosperous than ever before.
Without the tyranny of the three tribes, these creatures were able to truly show their thriving side.
Just like this mountain, before he even got close, Chen Zhu found clusters of rabbits by the water at the foot of the mountain. When they saw him, they didn't get scared and run away, but instead came up to him cautiously, sniffed his gown, and rubbed it with their mouths a few times.
Finding it couldn't chew it anymore, it gave up and ran to the side to eat grass.
These rabbits don't like to drink water, but there is a plant similar to knotweed near the water that they particularly like to eat.
Out of curiosity, Chen Zhu also pulled one out and tasted it.
"Bah! It tastes bad and sour!"
The structures of rabbits and dragons are different after all.
But the more important thing is... the Tao is incomplete, and not everything is delicious anymore.
"Where did these things come from?"
He walked upstream along the river, not to relax this time, but he had important business to attend to in the prehistoric world.
Emperor Jun has already started making plans above the sun.
Then he can't be too slow and he has to start making plans himself.
The day continued to move across the sky, and Chen Zhu came to Mount Buzhou again.
Along the way, he saw countless creatures, most of which were born in accordance with the way of creation.
It seems that after the Tai Su Qiankun Ding refined the heaven and earth, its own great way had indeed had a significant impact on the heaven and earth.
This is the blessing of the ancient times. As long as there is the way of creation, there are infinite possibilities.
In this way, the basic imperfections of the Great Way of All Things are made up for.
Now, maybe it can be called the day after tomorrow.
What is acquired nature? Those who are imperfect, have defects in themselves, and those who are born after the way of heaven can be called acquired nature.
On the contrary, before the birth of the Heavenly Dao, the Qiankun Ding had not been refined, and the two ancestors Fenglin had not extracted the laws of the Dao, so the things can be called innate.
The most intuitive thing is that in the ancient times, there is no longer a continuous flow of innate spiritual energy that produces countless numbers of things, but there are restrictions.
It was too cruel that the innate way was hit by this blow.
Strictly speaking, no more living creatures should be born, but Tai Su appeared.
Fortunately, with the protection of Tai Su's Great Dao of Creation, no wonder the creatures in this ancient world are more prosperous than before.
In addition, the Qiankun Ding itself had drawn some Dao principles, so it was able to make up for the Dao principles and was now controlled by the Heavenly Dao.
Compared with before, the birth of the innate god is almost no longer possible, and future creatures have lost even the slightest hope.
We can only wait for the one on Mount Buzhou to achieve enlightenment.
Chen Zhu kept traveling, and finally one day he found such a tribe at the foot of Mount Buzhou. The creatures in the tribe were strange, with wings and four legs, and the sound they made was:
"Emperor River ~ Emperor River ~"
So Chen Zhu stopped, he knew he had reached his destination.
When he came, these "Emperors" surrounded him and observed him curiously.
But no one dared to approach him.
Chen Zhu always has the Chaos Bell on his head, which ensures that no one can spy on him, not even the Heavenly Dao.
Naturally, Hongjun can't do this either.
The Emperor Jiangs were still afraid and did not dare to get too close to Chen Zhu.
He was not in a hurry. He just sat cross-legged here, pulled out a piece of debris from the space law, and placed it on the ground openly.
Over time, the "Emperors" here felt that this person posed no threat.
Finally, one day, a newly born Dijiang was dazed and slowly crawled towards the figure.
He crossed over the endless fragments of space, crossed over the Dao that was like the beating of a heart, and came in front of Chen Zhu.
Chen Zhu, who was sitting cross-legged, had no expression or face.
He reached out a hand from deep within, inviting Dijiang from afar.
Di Jiang stepped on this hand. He was a creature born under the influence of the laws of space. The moment he stepped on it, the distance between the two of them changed from infinitely far to infinitely close.
The next moment, Chen Zhu stood up and took Di Jiang towards Mount Buzhou.
At the same time, He appeared on a lush land.
There is a kind of creature here, like a bird, who likes to say "heavy~"
There is only one word, but if you look further, you will find that Chong is actually living with the gullbirds.
Yes, this is Yanggu, and the hibiscus tree is not far away.
Before Chen Zhu could say anything, a heavy bird flew over and wanted to land on his head but it couldn't.
So in the end it just fell on his shoulders.
"hehe."
Chen Zhu gently carried it towards Mount Buzhou.
The third place, Chen Zhu set foot in the south of the prehistoric world. This was once the territory of Suzaku.
But a catastrophe broke out and the Suzaku clan was destroyed, so that this place seemed extremely empty.
But if you look closely, you can see that this place is actually full of life, with clusters of flames everywhere.
That is the Nanming Lihuo, the flame controlled by Suzaku. It is said that every Nanming Lihuo is the direct descendant of the deceased Suzaku.
Chen Zhu plucked one, reached out to sever its connection with Suzaku, and was about to turn around and leave.
"Stop."
Inadvertently, a voice came from behind him, making Chen Zhu stop.
He turned around and saw a god with feathers at the end of his hair looking at him.
"Lord Suzaku, long time no see."
Chen Zhu smiled: "I thought you were dead."
"I have made great contributions in helping to build the Qiankun Cauldron. I will not die under the protection of Heaven."
Zhuque's gaze moved from Chen Zhu's face to his hands.
"I don't care why you want to take my flame, but as long as you take the initiative, it will inevitably involve great cause and effect."
"So what do you want to do?"
Chen Zhu pulled out a measuring ruler from behind him: "I've always heard that the wings can allow you to fly higher, but I don't know if you can fly higher than this ruler."
Chen Zhu was not afraid of having to do it.
He was certain that Suzaku wouldn't dare to make a move.
Zhuque really didn't dare to take action, because he knew the price of taking action.
It's not good for both parties.
"I will bear the consequences of this, but I will clear the previous consequences with you."
He finally spoke: "How about there being no more enmity between you and me?"
Chen Zhu slowly picked up the measuring ruler.
He slowly put away the measuring stick and put his hands behind his back...
"Oh, why didn't you say so earlier? Why make things so tense?"
"Haha, I told you that you are a good person, right? Here, this thing is for you. Come to Chaos and play with me when you have time."
He took out a pot of rice wine from behind: "This is brewed by the God of Mi. I would not give it to ordinary people. It is only because of you, the Great God Suzaku, that I give this face!"
The sudden enthusiasm made Suzaku hard to adapt, and his mood fluctuated.
He drank the rice wine in a daze, and then watched Chen Zhu leave with Nanming Lihuo.
After a long time...the great god Suzaku came to his senses and sighed with regret.
"No wonder He has come this far, this... is not a loss."
The Nanming Lihuo was obtained very smoothly and Chen Zhu only paid a pot of rice wine.
Of course it couldn't be brewed by the magic god. If he himself couldn't bear to drink it, how could he give it to others?
He just took it casually from the future.
Coming out of Buzhou Mountain again, Chen Zhu brought back a fool from the Mi Mountain in the west who watched the sun set every day.
Another water monster was fished out of the water.
Then he took away a human-faced bird from the place south and west of the dragon clan, where he had used corpses to breed his killer weapon.
It's simply because the bird's human face looks better.
"There are still six left."
He is idle and just takes away anyone he likes.
For example, there is a branch of the Nine-Headed Dragon Ancestor's bloodline, which is already an independent clan and its luck has been completely separated.
Among them was a tribe called Tianwu, who had human faces, eight heads, eight legs, and eight tails.
Or they could be a strong and kind-hearted tribe with a tiger's head and a human body, who particularly likes to eat snakes.
Or the crackling of lightning between the flapping of wings.
And also the bloodline of the innate god Shebisi who was killed by him during the evil god catastrophe.
Finally, Chen Zhu's footsteps slowly arrived at the foot of Mount Buzhou.
This is where the Golden Lotus of Merit once was and it is also the place where Chen Zhu first saw the Father God’s thoughts.
There are always so many miracles and so many beginnings here.
There is bound to be someone waiting for him here.
Chen Zhu saw a stone mill, which looked like a fetus, being conceived by Mount Buzhou.
He was supposed to be a stone god, but he met Chen Zhu, so Chen Zhu gently picked him up and believed that he deserved the fruits of heaven and earth.
Finally, He came with them to the center of Mount Buzhou.
This is the last divine energy spring in Buzhou Mountain.
"Boom!"
That was the sound of Pangu's heart. Every time it beat, a drop of blood flowed out, releasing divine power.
The essence and blood are much weaker than before. After all, they once suppressed those evil spirits and then suffered a great disaster.
But today, Chen Zhu bowed.
"Dad, let me play with your blood."
The word "Dad" was called so casually that Mount Buzhou trembled slightly.
In the Taiyi era of the first immeasurable calamity, a figure smiled helplessly.
After Chen Zhu finished speaking, he took the other eleven creatures and went directly into the Pangu Palace.
Ever since he was able to knock down Mount Buzhou and make it dance, Chen Zhu understood that Pangu Palace had no way to do anything to him and it was his turn to do the trick.
"Hey hey hey..."
There were faint chuckles. There were never any coincidences. Everything was calculated.
The Green Lotus of Creation in his hand turned, and Pangu's blood in Pangu Palace dripped down and merged into their bodies.
And Chen Zhu himself also opened his mouth and swallowed!
"Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques!"
He didn't take much, and all he needed was a drop of blood as payment.
The value of the Eight-Nine Profound Art specially created for him by Patriarch Bodhi was still increasing, and after Chen Zhu swallowed it, the Pangu Hall began to become quiet.
Under the huge flush of essence and blood, Dijiang, Rushou, Qiangliang, Xuanming and others could not maintain their own consciousness.
They were fragile, but Chen Zhuzhan severed their connection with their own ethnic group and enjoyed the luck alone.
Therefore, under the guidance of the law of creation, the twelve essences of blood turned into eleven blood balls, and... Chen Zhu who was practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Art.
He was planning something.
On the other side, Di Jun has already started to act.
The Sun Palace was built very quickly, and every brick and tile had exquisite patterns on it.
These patterns are long and slender, some are auspicious clouds, some are dragons, some are phoenixes and some are unicorns.
The three ancestors offered Tao Ze to heaven and earth, and from then on the three tribes were auspicious.
This is as it should be, and even if someone sees it, they won't doubt it.
On this day, the sky was wide open, and flames were burning above the sun. The real fire of the sun was rolled up as the living beings walked, as if a huge firebird was spreading its wings.
Later generations respectfully called him the Golden Crow Emperor.
But more people respectfully call him the Demon King.
Today, a great voice resounded through heaven and earth:
"Since the great catastrophe, the way of heaven has been damaged, all things are incomplete, and all living beings are unable to cultivate. I feel sad. I cannot bear to see those with lofty ideals struggling in the sea of suffering."
"From now on, I, Emperor Jun, will open the Sun Heaven Palace. All the prehistoric monsters can enter my Heaven Palace and enjoy the fortune of heaven and earth, the land of prehistoric blessings!"
Above the sun, the Lord of the Demon Court is willing to provide a blessed land?
What is that sun? That is the place of great perfection where even the second ancestor Fenglin dared not draw the Dao rule!
All living beings are ecstatic, there is hope for the future!!!
(End of this chapter)