Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 107 [Three Emperors’ Enlightenment, Zhang Yan’s Breakthrough]

"Hmph, we will discuss this matter ourselves, you don't need to talk about it."

Yuanshi Tianzun's face darkened. If he didn't mention this matter, he would explain and take over all the teachings of the Three Emperors. Naturally, no one would say anything.

But when Jie Yin opened his mouth like this, if Yuanshi Tianzun didn't know what he was talking about, he would have gone too far.

As soon as the dialogue valve was opened, he could not stop the car. He looked at Nuwa again and said with a faint smile: "Junior sister Nuwa, although Tianzun Daoyan has a high level of cultivation, his cultivation only lasts for ten thousand years."

"The enlightenment of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors is of great importance, so please consider it carefully."

"Hmph, I have made my own decision on this matter."

Nuwa was really angry this time. Zhang Yan was the first generation disciple of the human race. Speaking of it, he was conceived by Nuwa's essence and blood, which was equivalent to her child. How could she not be angry after being slandered like this?

Saint Zhunti tilted his head slightly, "Okay, my senior brother has touched the muzzle of someone else's gun. He hurriedly pulled it, and he responded with an unfinished expression."

It's not suitable to quarrel with others. You don't know when to stop. If you really continue to talk, you will be in big trouble if you anger the Four Saints.

"Humph!"

"I have no disciples. I will not participate in the teachings of the Three Emperors, but I need the position of emperor."

"The emperor's position?"

The saints hesitated, as if they did not understand what Nuwa meant.

Seemingly seeing that the saints were puzzled, Nuwa did not mean to hide it, but explained: "My brother, the soul was broken during the battle between the lich and the lich. Although he has been nurtured for thousands of years, he still lacks a chance of creation."

"Of course."

After a little thought, Sanqing understood Nuwa's method.

Fuxi died in the Lich War and his soul was badly damaged. To recover, not only time is needed, but also a good fortune. The emperor has the ability to educate the human race, which is an immeasurable merit. Coupled with the blessing of the human race's luck, it is enough to restore Fuxi to his original state. It's even possible to go further.

At this point, Sanqing has no reason to stop it.

After Nuwa finished speaking, Sanqing fell into deep thought. Now, the masters of the three emperors are in the hands of Sanqing, and with the guidance of the guidance, there is exactly one for each of them. They are all brothers, and Yuanshi Tianzun is not stingy.

"The emperor's teacher will be guided by the elder brother's sect."

"The Earth Emperor's teacher is taught by his junior brother Jiejiao."

"How about explaining the teaching master's mission to the emperor's education?"

Yuanshi Tianzun allocates candidates for the teachings of the three emperors. The three emperors are divided into three emperors of heaven, earth and humans. Among them, the emperor of heaven is responsible for the knowledge and ethics of the human race, the emperor of earth is responsible for the great virtues of the human race, and the emperor of human beings is in charge of the universe of the human race.

Although there is no high or low level of merit, the human emperor's life is full of twists and turns, and his luck is as vast as that of the other two emperors combined.

"good."

There is no need to worry about some small advantages. Even if Yuanshi Tianzun does not distinguish the teachings of the Three Emperors, they will not say anything. After all, this is what Yuanshi Tianzun has fought for himself.

However, it will inevitably leave a bad feeling for the two of them.

"Thousands of years later, the emperor will come, and you will make your own arrangements."

This time Taoist Hongjun did not appear, only the voice came. At the same time, the moment the voice fell, a repulsive force pushed the saints out of the Zixiao Palace.

After the saints were pushed out of the Zixiao Palace, the top of the Zixiao Palace was sprinkled with brilliant orbs, and the magnificent Zixiao Palace suddenly disappeared into the endless chaotic world.

After Zixiao Palace escaped into chaos, the saints nodded to each other and then fled towards the horizon.

"Ah."

In the Zizhou Mansion, Zhang Yan groaned softly, and then suddenly opened his eyes, with an astonishing evil spirit in his eyes.     "Gah bang ga bang!"

Zhang Yan's whole body bones exploded at this moment, his body invisibly lifted a few points, and a breath of wild resurrection rippled through the entire Zizhou Mansion.

Ziwei, who was still basking in the sun, collapsed and lay on the ground, trembling in panic. The wild and ferocious aura was like an ancient ferocious beast, looking down at the world and spreading wildly across the world.

This aura has no intention of hiding it. It penetrates the clouds like a sharp arrow and penetrates into the sky, covering thousands of miles of clear sky. The oppressive aura is densely spread over the entire land.

All living creatures across the land were kneeling on the ground, looking at the sky in horror. That aura made them fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Now that the secret of heaven is clear, this terrifying aura suddenly appears in the ancient world, and it can't help but attract the attention of all the powerful people in the ancient world.

However, when their minds came to this land, they were all shocked.

"This aura is so similar to that of a ferocious beast!"

"Could it be the back-up plan left by the Beast Emperor Shen Ni?"

"No, compared to the ferocious beast, this aura lacks a fierceness."

".."

Countless minds were wandering over Zizhou Mansion, and they actually started a discussion meeting. It must be said that as the calamity passed, the great masters of the ancient world became more and more active.

"Humph!"

A cold snort shook the world, and the powerful man's mind, which had been explored in the wild, was instantly struck by lightning, and ran away quickly like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"A group of rats dare to spy."

Zhang Yan snorted coldly and then ignored them.

Among this group of people, most of them were casual cultivators at the Great Luo Jinxian level in the ancient world, and there were also a few veteran powerful men in the quasi-sage realm.

As the Lich's calamity passed and the top combat forces of the ancient world were killed and injured, this group of people dared to do such a spying thing.

In the wilderness, if someone is spying like this, if the person is in a higher realm than the master, they will naturally not say anything. But if someone from a lower realm is spying on the existence of a higher realm, this is undoubtedly a kind of contempt.

Even if Zhang Yan killed their minds in one fell swoop, there would be no way to say anything, let alone some means of intimidation.

Zhang Yan did not remember this incident in his heart, but kept his mind silent in his body.

All the qi and blood power of Dijiang Ancestral Witch was swallowed up by him. With so much qi and blood power infused into him, Zhang Yan also took advantage of the situation to break through to the eighth level of the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong, and the vigorous physical power exploded. It can be hard to defend the existence of the Quasi-Saint Stage.

"Although physical cultivation is difficult, once you break through, it is equivalent to those of the old quasi-sages."

Zhang Yan smiled lightly. After the Lich War, the quasi-sage realm was among the top combat powers in the entire prehistoric world. If a saint did not emerge, the quasi-sage would be able to rule the roost.

Moreover, Zhang Yan is well versed in the history of the ancient world. After the war between the lich and the witches, there was a struggle between saints and orthodoxy, and the entire ancient world changed drastically. However, he is the undisputed strongest among the second generation disciples of Xuanmen.

With this relationship, Zhang Yan can be said to be the one who has determined the destiny in the upcoming struggle between saints and orthodoxy.

At least, he can make a good plan for the upcoming God-Conferred Catastrophe.

However, he also understood that the Conferred God War was a move by Heaven to weaken Xuanmen in order to make way for the Western Sect. This was a general trend that could not be changed.

Zhang Yan, who was deep in thought, suddenly paused and looked up in the direction of Yuxu Palace, somewhat stunned.

"Master is looking for me?"

Although Zhang Yan didn't understand why Yuanshi Tianzun summoned him, he was not slow in his movements. He turned into a golden light and fled from Zizhou Mansion to Yuxu Palace.

(End of this chapter)