Brother Kong Xuan

It was a very ordinary morning, and all the living beings in the prehistoric world were doing what they were supposed to do.

A vast pressure quietly spread out from the southernmost land, sweeping across the entire world in an instant.

"After being silent for several eons, the Phoenix clan finally began to soar."

In the underworld, Xuanming, who was sitting opposite Houtu, eating meat and drinking wine, was stunned the moment he felt the pressure, and said with a complicated expression.

They are both powerful clans that once dominated one side.

They are both competing for the position of overlord of heaven and earth, and in fact, the Phoenix clan carries much more karma than the Witch clan.

But now, the Phoenix clan has produced two saints, and one of them has obviously made an incredible breakthrough.

Unlike the witch clan, they can now only rule the underworld.

To say I'm envious may be a bit modest.

In short, I am a little jealous.

"You are wrong. The Phoenix Clan was actually only silent for one calamity of the Lich and Wizard. After the Lich and Wizard War, when all the immortals in the world mentioned the great clans in the world, who would not rank the Phoenix Clan first?"

In response to this, Hou Tu just smiled with relief and spoke softly to Xuan Ming.

"Sister is right. Looking at the phoenix soaring in the sky, my people have become a foil."

Hearing this, Xuan Ming was slightly stunned and then laughed.

"You are wrong again. The protagonists of this world are always Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones, and the saints. If there are no saints in my clan, we will always be supporting roles."

After slowly filling her glass of wine, Hou Tu spoke to Xuan Ming again.

"If a new saint is born in our clan, it will surely be my sister."

Raising his wine glass, Xuanming gestured to Houtu.

"It's actually very simple to become a saint. All you need is the approval of the Taoist Ancestor."

Seeing this, Hou Tu also raised the wine glass in her hand.

Relying on the merits accumulated over the years, plus the spirit stones accumulated by the underworld over the years when the heaven and earth were advanced.

For Hou Tu, it was easy to kill all the three corpses.

The only thing that held Hou Tu back was the primordial purple energy that was in harmony with the Way of Heaven.

As long as Hou Tu obtains the Hongmeng purple energy, she can become a saint instantly.

All in, when is it not okay?
"Respect the Dao Ancestor!"

In response, Xuan Ming just laughed out loud and said this to Hou Tu.

Is it difficult to get the approval of the Taoist Ancestor?

It is difficult to say, but it is also simple to say.

All you need is a saintly master or a saintly son and there will be no problem.

As for the witch clan, there is not a single one that has a strong causal relationship with the saint.

Therefore, the Wu clan cannot devote all their efforts to train a younger generation.

However, this does not mean that the Wu clan has no chance.

After all, there are only a few disciples of the three religions.

As the world advances, the number of saints increases. In order to strengthen their own foundation, it is also to restrain the original old saints.

It is the general trend to distribute the holy positions to monks outside the saint's sect.

The witch clan naturally pales in comparison to the saintly sect.

Hou Tu, even if she is close to the realm of a saint, she is not a saint.

But after excluding the saints' sects, the Witch Clan is the most competitive clan in the world besides the Phoenix Clan.

Even the dragon clan is a little bit inferior.

As for the half-disabled ones like the Qilin and the demon clan, let alone them.

"Respect the Dao Ancestor!"

Meeting Xuanming's smiling eyes, Hou Tu also raised her glass and smiled.

The situation of heaven and earth is ever-changing. Don't be in a hurry. Take your time.

Latecomers may not necessarily be able to surpass others.

Don’t you see, the guy in the south doesn’t dare to say that he has surpassed his teacher.

But the gap between them is no longer as huge as it seems.

……

"It's truly worthy of the power of a top-grade innate spiritual root."

Looking at the golden-red flame in his hand, Jin Ling's eyes were filled with smiles.

This is the nirvana fire obtained from the innate paulownia tree.

In fact, apart from the way of creation contained in the fire of Nirvana, the power of the fire of Nirvana itself is not very strong.

At least, it is not as good as the Golden Crow's Sun Fire.

However, when this fire of Nirvana merged with the turbid fire in the Immortal Volcano, the nature of the fire of Nirvana also changed.

Compared with the true fire of the sun, which is the most strong and yang flame.

The fire of Nirvana, which contains turbid air, has the additional effect of polluting people's souls and defiling their bodies.

For example...

It's probably like putting gold on a bullet.

In short, just use it, and use it silently.

Well, at this time, Jin Ling has already merged with Wutong Cave Heaven.

If Jin Ling is willing, everything in Wutong Cave will instantly transform into a force completely controlled by Jin Ling.

If I were to give an example, Jin Ling at this time was probably equivalent to the Six Paths Sage.

Became the so-called Wutongdongtian Jinchūriki.

But compared to that sacred tree, Wutong Cave is...

A little bit bigger in size.

As for how big?
Pick out anyone from the cave, even if it is a baby from the Phoenix clan that has not yet been weaned.

He can also burn the so-called Ten Tails to death with a mouthful of old phlegm.

Not only that, as the Taoist ancestor of Wutong Cave Heaven, Jin Ling can now take Wutong Cave Heaven and leave the prehistoric world at any time.

Of course, Jin Ling would definitely not do that.

After all, whether Hongjun agrees or not is put aside for now. The main thing is that Jin Ling has developed a deep affection for this land.

As for whether Hongjun can stop himself?

Ah……

can.

……

"Brother, should we go and congratulate him?"

In the Heavenly Palace, in the Dongjun Palace, Lu Ya also asked Dongjun.

"What is the name of my tribe?"

In response to this, Dong Jun just pursed his lips in silence and asked Lu Ya in a gentle tone.

"A demon."

Hearing this, Lu Ya was stunned for a moment. He looked at his brother in confusion and then spoke honestly.

Isn’t this a question that you don’t know why?
"No, our clan's name is Golden Crow."

To this, Dongjun simply chuckled and corrected him.

"Yes, our Golden Crow clan commands the demon clan. Isn't this known to everyone in the prehistoric world?"

Hearing this, Lu Ya's tone gradually became a little impatient.

What are you doing?

At this time, why are you talking all this nonsense?
Drink it early in the morning?

Well, as the essence of the sun, Jinwu generally has a bad temper.

It's nothing, I'm just very angry.

"Are the Golden Crows birds?"

Looking at Lu Ya, whose irritability was already showing, Dong Jun's expression remained unchanged as he continued to ask Lu Ya with a smile.

All ten Golden Crows have bad tempers.

But Dongjun, the Sun Golden Dragon, is known for his gentle personality. Why?

There is no other reason, the two top bloodlines, the extremely strong and masculine Jinwu, and the all-round Yinglong, neutralized each other.

"Oh, so, my clan should be headed by the Phoenix? Brother, whether it's my clan or the demon clan, hasn't the Phoenix been headed for a long time? Why are you talking to me in such a big circle? You don't think this is funny, do you?"

His face suddenly fell, and Lu Ya looked at Dong Jun in front of him helplessly.

My goodness, after all this time, I was still wondering what mysterious thing you were going to say.

The result is that this matter has long been concluded.

"You are wrong. Earlier, my clan only stood with my second brother."

In response, Dongjun just smiled profoundly, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Brother, if you say that, it's not right!"

Hearing this, Lu Ya's eyes flickered and he shouted loudly at Dong Jun.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Dongjun was slightly stunned. He turned slightly and faced Lu Ya with his side profile.

"To be honest, I am the Golden Crow, a member of the flying bird clan, and I should be headed by the Phoenix. But you are the Great Sun Golden Dragon, and you should be headed by the Dragon Clan."

With his chin slightly raised, Lu Ya looked disdainfully at Dong Jun in front of him, while using honorifics in his words.

There's nothing else to say, Lu Ya just can't stand Dongjun's pretentious virtue.

We all grew up together, who doesn’t know each other?
Why are you pretending to be an immortal here?

Boy...

Hearing Lu Ya's words, Dongjun gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart.

We have been together for so many years, and I have helped you with so many things.

Don’t you even give me a little face?

"Those with two wings are birds."

However, Dong Jun had to respond to the questions raised by Lu Ya.

Therefore, Dong Junzhineng said this to Lu Ya in a grim tone.

Dongjun swore that if Lu Ya dared to go too far again, he would hang him on the Fusang tree and whip him for ten thousand years!

"Oh, according to what you said, Yinglong should belong to the Phoenix clan."

Hearing this, Lu Ya raised his eyebrows slightly and replied to Dong Jun as if he had suddenly realized something.

There is an indescribable sense of irony in his tone.

To use the words of Lizhongbao village in Nanshanbuzhou, 100,000 miles north of Mount Zhongnan, this is called yin and yang.

"You brat! Is your skin itchy?!"

In response, Dongjun just remained silent for a moment, then suddenly shouted loudly.

At the moment the words were spoken, Dong Jun's figure flipped in the air, and a fist as big as a sandbag smashed towards Lu Ya's crown with lightning speed!

……

"Youth are indeed formidable. However, after several years of separation, my nephew's strength has surpassed mine."

Hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix is ​​naturally a wonder of the world.

But compared with the advent of the saints, the birds paying homage to the phoenix is ​​nothing more than a small matter.

"Uncle Master, what are you talking about? With my humble cultivation, how dare I compare myself to you?"

Looking at Zhunti, whose expression contained two parts of sighs, three parts of envy, and five parts of jealousy, Jin Ling naturally smiled and spoke modestly.

Is he stronger than a quasi-saint?
Strong, and in the future, may become stronger.

Even surpassing the Three Pure Ones is not impossible.

After all, compared with saints like the Three Pure Ones, the Two Saints and Nuwa.

Jin Ling, who possesses the Wutong Cave, has a second path of cultivation.

And, manage Wutong Cave.

As Wutong Cave becomes stronger, Jin Ling will also be improved accordingly.

In particular, Jin Ling does not need to do the management of Wutong Cave Heaven himself.

Not only that, Wutong Cave even has its own Hongmeng purple energy, which can create its own saint.

But it’s not possible now.

After all, the size of the entire Wutong Cave Heaven is still far less than that of Jin Ling today.

But in short, Jin Ling has become equal to Hongjun in status.

Although relatively poor, no matter how poor he was, Jin Ling was equal to Hongjun.

However, even though Jin Ling was stronger than Zhunti, he chose to be humble when facing Zhunti's congratulations.

It was simple. It was impossible for him to share the food with Zhunti while Jin Ling, who had no food to eat and was eating meat, was the one who had to eat it.

But Jin Ling was still able to avoid smacking his lips.

"Let's go, young master, let's set off for the Chaos Sea."

After looking at Jin Ling with a smile, Tongtian asked Jin Ling.

"Master, please go first."

Hearing this, Jin Ling suddenly laughed, bent down and stretched out his hand, and said this to Tongtian.

When going to the Chaos Sea, Jin Ling would naturally not bring Wutong Dongtian with him.

In other words, leaving the prehistoric world with Wutong Cave is something that is impossible in itself.

After all, such behavior is tantamount to digging out a large piece of the cake that originally belonged to Hongjun and running away.

Without even thinking about it, Jin Ling could fully guess the consequences of his actions.

Therefore, it is extremely important to keep Wutong Cave Heaven in the prehistoric world and make it still a part of the prehistoric world.

Besides, the Chaos Sea is extremely dangerous.

If you are not careful, you will fall.

Therefore, leaving the main body and Wutong Cave here is also a way to control risks.

This means that even if Jin Ling, who has the Chaos Bell as his body and the Three Corpses as his soul, really died outside, he could still rely on the part of his soul that remained in Wutong Cave to be reborn from the ashes.

At that time, the loss was the greatest. He just lost an innate treasure and needed to spend tens of thousands of years to cultivate.

The loss may be heavy, but it is within an acceptable range.

After all, although the innate treasure is very precious, compared to life, Jin Ling still feels that his own life and property are more important.

As for tens of thousands of years?

Those who have cultivated to the level of saints know that tens of thousands of years is just the blink of an eye and is nothing.

……

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, who sensed what was happening in Jin Ling's place, slowly opened his eyes.

But in the end, Hongjun said nothing and did nothing.

In fact, Jin Ling is not an isolated case.

The underworld is actually also a small world, and the one who is in harmony with the Tao is Hou Tu.

However, compared to Jin Ling, Hou Tu was passive throughout the whole process except for the choice of transforming into a reincarnation.

At the same time, Hongjun also knew that what happened to Jin Ling was just the beginning.

The subsequent Three Pure Ones or the Two Saints included Nuwa and Kong Xuan.

If they have the right opportunity, they will do so.

It is impossible to prohibit such a thing.

That will only create disunity between oneself and the saints.

This is what Hongjun didn't want.

In this regard, Hongjun’s bottom line is that as long as the Wutong Cave Heaven does not leave the prehistoric world, it will be fine.

After all, Wutong Cave is in the prehistoric world, so the existence of Wutong Cave can still bring great benefits to the prehistoric world.

For example, refining the natural treasures in the world into golden elixirs.

Then convert it into spirit stones for circulation.

Basically, as long as Wutong Cave has trade relations with all living beings in the prehistoric world.

Then Hong Huang can benefit from Wutong Dongtian. (End of this chapter)