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Fire Cloud Cave.

When Fuxi saw Shang, Han, and the two dynasties, after the truce, he frowned and said to himself:

"What tricks does this contemporary emperor want to play?"

"A month's truce? If Xiqi is given a chance to breathe, the human race will have more troubles."

Originally, Fu Xi was very optimistic about Xiqi, but Xiqi suffered repeated defeats, and even the king of Han was replaced by three people.

I just wanted to end this battle as soon as possible, at least to protect the vitality of the human race.

As for the opportunity to become a saint...it won't be too late to wait until the human race unifies the ancient world.

Emperor Shen Nong said meaningfully:
"Your Majesty Fuxi, Empress Nuwa, in the past before the decisive battle between the two Lich clans, didn't they also have a truce for ten thousand years?"

"It seems that after one month, there will be a real decisive battle. This battle will determine who should take the position of Human Emperor."

The Human Emperor Xuanyuan was more optimistic about Xiqi. After hearing this, he tentatively said:

"Your Majesty Fuxi, Your Majesty Shennong, can you let the Third Ancestor come out to help Xiqi? Di Xin's temper is too rampant and will definitely bring disaster to the human race."

Before the catastrophe began, he dared to mention poems in the Temple of the Mother of God Nuwa, saying that the clouds were like clothes, the flowers were like faces, and the spring breeze was blowing on the threshold, and the dew was thick. It was simply arrogant to the extreme.

After the Shang Dynasty destroyed Xiqi and unified the ancient world, wouldn't this Emperor Xin be even more rampant?
I am afraid that even Dao Ancestor will not take it seriously.

Fuxi shook his head and said:
"Xuanyuan, I don't like Emperor Xin's temper either, but the overall situation has been decided."

"A centipede insect is dead but not stiff, let alone the ancient overlords of the past, the demon clan and the witch clan?"

"In the decisive battle, unless the Original Heavenly Lord and Taiqing Sage take action together, I can't see Xiqi's chance of winning."

Sage Nuwa joked:
"Brother, you are wrong this time. Unless Daozu takes action, the Shang Dynasty will not be able to lose even if it wants to."

"Let's not talk about Brother Tongtian's Immortal-killing Sword Formation which is indestructible by the Four Saints. Let's just mention the Three Saints, Jieyin, Pingxin, and Brother Yuan and Brother Taiqing can't handle it."

The Emperor Shennong sighed:
"That's right. I have long heard that the Second Saint of the Western Sect, for the sake of the cause and effect of becoming a saint, did not hesitate to secretly bewitch and let Kunpeng kill Hongyun."

"Now, in order to resolve the cause and effect, I am afraid that I will try my best to save my skin, trade my life for my life, and also hold back the two saints Yuan Yuan and Tai Qing."

Saints are existences that stand at the top of the ancient world. Their true souls rest on the way of heaven. Therefore, they are immortal and immortal.

In the same way, when two saints completely abandon their dignity and insist on helping the Shang Dynasty go against the will of heaven, I am afraid that the original Tianzun and the Taiqing saint will also have a headache.

Upon hearing this, Human Emperor Xuanyuan glanced at the sky disdainfully and muttered:
"Bah, that means they bullied us and imprisoned us in the Fire Cloud Cave, and we can't leave."

"You also said that Xiqi is the master and the destiny lies with Xiqi. It turns out that this destiny is no match for magical power."

"Rumble"

In an instant, the sky became dark, and dense purple clouds of divine thunder shuttled through the thunderclouds.

The Emperor of the Earth, Shennong, raised his forehead and sighed:
"Xuanyuan, can you stop insulting Tiandao all the time? Still think you haven't been hacked enough?"

Saint Nuwa waved her sleeves and dispersed the divine thunder in the sky, then said:
"Xuanyuan, you really need to change your temper. It's always like this. Be careful of your cultivation falling to the Great Luo Jin Fairyland."

"However, this catastrophe is indeed a bit strange. It seems that there are many variables."

As a saint, Nuwa has the clearest perception of heaven and earth.

It seems that since the day of her birth, this catastrophe has exceeded her expectations.

So far, it has become more and more intense, and all the races in the ancient world no longer exist.

Fuxi said in a deep voice:
"Sister, do you also have this premonition?"

"There are indeed many variables, and they are all in the human race."

talking.

Fuxi stretched out his hand and revealed the scene of Xiqi City.

Pointing to the frustrated Ji Fa and the new Han King Liu Bei in the picture, he said:

"I once made a divination. The person destined by fate is Ji Fa. He was also the one who destroyed the Shang Dynasty." "But the current situation is that the power of Xiqi has fallen to those Liu brothers. "

"The generals and soldiers under my command are all people who only swear to obey the orders of the Liu family brothers and do not care about the destiny of heaven."

Human Emperor Xuanyuan stroked Xuanyuan Sword and said disapprovingly:
"Your Majesty Fuxi, maybe your divination is wrong, or maybe this destined person is unable to hold up the wall."

"Just like the Battle of Zhuolu in the past, I almost died at the hands of Chi You."

When the "Battle of Zhuolu" was mentioned, Xuanyuan became a little angry.

It was obviously a human race matter, so Chi You was reincarnated into the human race. As a result, the witch clan was so shameless and even sent a big witch to help.

It has to be said that the great witch's real body is so hard that even his Xuanyuan Sword cannot cut it.

Fuxi shook his head and said:
"Xuanyuan, this catastrophe is different from the Zhuolu battle. The Wu clan helped Chi You, and there are traces to follow. But in many cases, there are no traces of the variables in this catastrophe."

"It's as if, in addition to saints, there are many chess players and human beings in this world who want to fight for something."

He does not mean that.

Saint Nuwa suddenly remembered something and said:

"Speaking of which, there is one variable that is the most interesting. It is Amitabha who snatched Zhunti and received the opportunity of the Two Saints."

"Brother, how about we capture that person and search for his soul? See what kind of existence is behind that variable?"

Sanqing couldn't do such a shameless move, and neither could she, so that would be interesting.

Nuwa also wanted to know who in this ancient world was more shameless than Zhunti and Qingyin.

Fuxi had a look of excitement on his face, but after thinking about it carefully, he still refused:
"That's all, it's better to have one more thing than one less thing. When the catastrophe is over and the secret of heaven is clear, we will know it in one calculation."

Since the other party dares to snatch the saint's opportunity, he must not be afraid of the saint seeking revenge.

For safety reasons, Fuxi gave up.

……

Mingcheng.

"Hache"

Under the Buddha's light, Zhu Qizhen, the Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, who was burning incense and bathing, suddenly sneezed more than ten times in a row, rubbed his nose, and said in confusion:

"Strange, what's going on?"

"I am already at the pinnacle of Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, how can I still catch wind and cold?"

"Is someone scolding me? Who? Wanyan Gou? Or that traitor?"

Outside the palace.

At some point, a man in black robes with his head and tail exposed quietly dodged the patrolling soldiers and arrived outside the palace gate.

He knocked on the door softly, stared at the sky, and whispered:

"Zhu Qizhen, are you okay? Hurry up..."

The next second, a ray of Buddha's light turned into a spear and rushed out, knocking the palace door and the man in black robe away.

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, hid in a wooden barrel, with only his head exposed, surrounded by Buddha's light, and cursed loudly:
"Wan Yangou, you kid is so shameless!"

"You actually peeked at me bathing!"

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou covered his chest, stood up, and said angrily:

"How dare you beat me up like a thief? Who wants to peek at you bathing!"

"How long has this been going on? Why aren't you better yet? Do you understand what late change means?"

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, looked at the time and realized that he had been bathing for half an hour, and smiled awkwardly. (End of chapter)