Honghuang: The Golden Crow Emperor, starts by robbing the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 115 The Dragon Clan's Wishful Thinking

After the four religions were established, all living beings ran to the east. Even if Jie Yin and Zhunti went to the south and north, it was difficult for them to receive those with good fortune.

Now the situation of the prehistoric world has been determined. The north is occupied by the demon clan. The demon clan is now plagued by calamity. To accept them as disciples, one must consume merits and the luck of the sect to help wash away the calamity.

Only Tongtian would do such a thankless task.

Tongtian accepts disciples based on his appearance. He accepts those he likes, and he has accepted quite a few demons. All the merits he gained from founding the religion and repairing the sky were used to cleanse his disciples of bad luck.

Even though there were two saints in the West who established the Western Religion, it was too barren and few living beings were willing to stay in the West, so they all ran away.

The people in the south now are mainly those who were previously in the Immortal Court. After Dong Wanggong died, the Immortal Court was disbanded, and those people ran to take advantage of the demon clan's luck.

Then the demon clan was also destroyed. Now the demon clan was burdened with calamity. Those people were afraid of being contaminated by the calamity, so they stayed away from the demon clan and ran to the south.

One by one, they learned to accept disciples and use them to gather luck.

The South is the most chaotic now, while the East is undoubtedly the protagonist of the prehistoric world, and the human race is also in the East.

The luck of the West, North and South combined cannot compare to that of the East.

"Well, okay, we'll work harder and squeeze out 12 million merits to lend to Brother."

After getting what he wanted, Zhunti immediately changed his mind.

Regardless of how high the disciple can grow, taking him back can at least enhance the luck of the West.

After getting the merit, Yuanshi didn't bother to pay attention to these two hypocritical bald donkeys. It was hard for them. They were both the kind of people who wouldn't release the eagle until they saw the rabbit.

After returning to the East, Yuanshi gritted his teeth and paid the tribute, and the Sanxiao also released the Twelve Golden Immortals. Chi Jingzi's physical body was blown up, but as long as his soul was still intact, it would not be difficult to rebuild his physical body.

"Give back their Daluo Dao Fruit." Yuanshi said angrily.

The Daluo Dao Fruits of the Twelve Golden Immortals were all taken away by the Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

The Hunyuan Golden Bowl was previously given to Tongtian by the Taoist Ancestor. Tongtian was a good-for-nothing who always caused trouble but could never do anything good. Even after the family split up, he was still able to cheat him.

"Heh, I only promised to release them, but I didn't promise to return the Daluo Dao Fruit to them. If you want it, you can exchange it with the Wind and Thunder Immortal Apricot."

Ling Xiao smiled playfully. The Wind and Thunder Fairy Apricot would definitely be of great help to Dapeng.

Lei Zhenzi ate the Wind and Thunder Fairy Apricot and turned into a half-human, half-bird monster, but his fighting power increased dramatically.

Dapeng is a bird to begin with, so it won't mutate if you eat it.

This request was not excessive. Yuanshi had a Wind and Thunder Fairy Apricot in his hand and immediately threw it to Lingxiao.

Ling Xiao gestured, and Sanxiao immediately returned the Daluo Dao Fruit to the Twelve Golden Immortals.

"Yuan Shi, don't blame me for not warning you!"

"If you dare to play dirty tricks again, and dare to target the human race again, I will definitely slaughter your entire sect."

Ling Xiao's tone was very calm, but no one would question it. Ling Xiao could do what he said, and the Three Golden Crows have been lawless for a long time.

"Master, how can I increase my speed? If I could catch up, I would have killed that big white bird long ago. It's boring just running."

Wuzhiqi came over with a very unhappy look, saying that the Immortal of the South Pole only knew how to run and the fight was meaningless.

Liu'er Mihou, on the other hand, had a look on his face where he was still unsatisfied; he and Randeng had a great time fighting.

After all, Randeng is one of the three thousand mortals in Zixiao Palace, so he has some strength.

Among the three thousand worldly guests in Zixiao Palace, there is not a single unworthy one. Those who are still alive are all well-known figures in the prehistoric world.

"Your original form is a monkey, so your upper limit of speed is just like that, definitely not as fast as a bird. If you want to increase your speed, you can only practice the law of wind, go find your third senior brother." Ling Xiao said with a smile. There are two ways to increase speed, one is to practice speed magic, the other is to practice the law. Many laws can increase speed, such as the law of space, the law of wind, the law of thunder and lightning, etc.

There are only a few types of speed supernatural powers, somersault cloud, golden light flying across the ground, shrinking the earth into an inch, and rainbow transformation, which are all pretty much the same.

Wuzhiqi practiced the Golden Light that Flies Across the Earth, but the Immortal of the South Pole could do it, the only difference was that the bird itself was much faster.

If Wuzhiqi wants to catch up with the Immortal of the South Pole in speed, he can only do so by practicing the laws.

"I'll go back to find my third brother."

Wuzhiqi was angered by the Immortal of the South Pole and immediately returned to the Immortal Mountain of Penglai.

"Master, what about the dragon clan?"

The six-eared macaque was much smarter and more steady, and was not in a hurry to leave.

"Of course I went to the Dragon Palace. They pretended to obey, used the human race to earn merit, and then made trouble to harm the human race. They knew that I was protecting the human race, but they didn't take me seriously at all."

Ling Xiao immediately took Liu'er Mihou and Sanxiao with him and headed towards the East China Sea in a mighty manner.

Among the eight disciples, Liu'er Mihou, Kong Xuan and Yunxiao are relatively steady, Bixiao and Qiongxiao are playful, and Dapeng, Wuzhiqi and Yuanhong are more stupid than the other.

The six-eared macaque led the way and attacked any dragons he saw all the way to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

"Alas, fellow Taoist, please stop. This is the fault of the dragon clan, and the dragon clan is willing to compensate." Zhulong came out personally to preside over the matter.

"I taught the dragons to gain merit with good intentions, but they slapped me in the face. What do you mean? Do they think I have a good temper?"

Ling Xiao sacrificed thirty-six Dinghai Divine Pearls and smashed them over.

Zhulong hurriedly took out his Zhulong Staff to resist, but it was only able to block the attack of the twelve Dinghai Divine Pearls before the Zhulong Staff was smashed away.

The dragon clan has strong bodies, and Zhulong quickly revealed his true form to resist, but in the end he was still seriously injured.

Zhulong was very dangerous and had a direct feeling of Lingxiao's strength. He was definitely stronger than Zulong, and much stronger. A casual attack could seriously injure him.

If Ling Xiao wanted to, killing him would be very easy.

"Thank you for showing mercy, fellow Taoist. Alas, the dragon clan also wants a way to survive. Now Huanglong has become Yuxu's disciple and a disciple of the saint. He is the hope of the dragon clan." Zhulong sighed.

The dragon clan is suffering. For the future of the dragon clan, they can only offend Ling Xiao.

"The hope of the dragon clan? Yuanshi agreed to accept Huang Long as his disciple only after the dragon clan provided materials to repair the Thirty-Three Heavens, right?"

"Which of you saw Yuanshi treat Huang Long well? The calamity in Huang Long's body was washed away by your own accumulated merits, right?"

“Tongtian accepted many demons as his disciples, and they all spent their own merits and luck to cleanse the calamity. However, Yuanshi was perfunctory and was not even willing to cleanse the calamity.”

"Speaking of magic weapons, Yuanshi has bestowed many magic weapons on other disciples, but Huang Long has nothing. He is the weakest among the Twelve Golden Immortals. How can you have the illusion that Huang Long is the hope of the dragon race?"

Ling Xiao was amused. The most useless among the Twelve Golden Immortals was Zhenren Huanglong. Yuanshi didn't like him at all. If it weren't for the deal with the dragon clan, there was no way he would have accepted Huanglong.

He was perfunctory in collecting the matter and didn't care, leaving Master Huanglong to fend for himself.

The dragon clan is going crazy trying to get rid of the calamity and is starting to fantasize about themselves.

Zhulong was stunned, it seemed that they were just wishful thinking and Yuanshi didn't like Huanglong at all.

"If you die, what do you think will happen to the dragon clan?"

Ling Xiao looked at Zhulong with a half-smile, his tone full of naked threat.

(End of this chapter)