Volume 1: The Lich Measuring the Tribulation, Chapter 73: Planning the Four Seasons, and the Four Seasons are Orderly

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Then Qingxuan said again.

"What's more important is that you are closer to the tunnel. And you can only make the tunnel stronger if you continue to become stronger and strengthen the origin of the ancient world."

What Qingxuan did not say is that only when the earth truly awakens can we truly fight against the heaven.

It is only then that a lot of things happen.

Only then can further changes be made, so as not to harm Honghuang and make it stronger.

"Don't worry, uncle, we will definitely work hard. We will definitely meet your requirements as soon as possible."

When Qingxuan heard this, he smiled and shook his head.

"Let's not mention those things. What I want to warn you is that no matter what, you must never do anything that will harm the prehistoric era."

Qingxuan did not explain, but instead vaccinated them first.

Then Qingxuan looked at the twelve blood pools and found that after these years of cultivation, a witch clan was about to be born.

Hearing Qingxuan's words, Di Jiang was puzzled at first, then looked at Qingxuan and said.

"Uncle, the prehistoric era was opened up by God the Father. We are too late to protect her, so how can we harm her?"

However, Qingxuan just smiled and said nothing. Sometimes, you don't do nothing.

Isn’t it true that we can avoid the situation where the tree wants to be still but the wind doesn’t stop?

All he could do was to remind the Twelve Ancestral Witches more, and nothing else.

To be honest, he really doesn't care. This ancient world is huge, and countless creatures and races disappear every day. But will this have any impact on the ancient world?

Little did they know that at the same time of destruction, life was also constantly emerging.

However, the Wu Clan is different. Not to mention their current closeness to him, although there is a trace of Pangu in it.

Simply because they are related to the power of the prehistoric tunnel, it also means the power of the prehistoric tunnel.

This is what he cares most about the Witch Clan, and everything else is just empty.

No one can help others regardless of profit, unless there is a deeper causal connection.

"As long as you remember my advice, you don't need to care about the rest. When I think about it, even without me, you will know how to choose."

Qingxuan stared at the Twelve Ancestral Witches with great seriousness at this time, and they nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, uncle, we will definitely do what you ask for."

Qingxuan nodded when he heard this. Then he spoke.

"Now there is something you need to do."

"What's the matter? Uncle, please tell me. We can't deny it."

After hearing Qingxuan's words, all the ancestral wizards spoke one after another.

"Actually, I'm not asking you to do difficult things. On the contrary, this is also an opportunity."

After saying this, Qingxuan looked at Jumang, Zhurong, Lingshou and Xuanming.

After listening to Qingxuan's words, the other ancestral witches followed his gaze and looked at the four of them.

However, to their disappointment, they found that Qingxuan became extremely excited when he looked at himself and others.

Zhu Rong, in particular, looked at Gonggong provocatively.

That look seemed to say, look, my uncle chose me, not you.

Gonggong, who looked straight at it, wanted to have a fight with Zhu Rong, but in front of Qingxuan, he could only endure it with gritted teeth.

"I wonder what uncle wants us to do?" Wu Jumang, the ancestor of Mu, glanced at Zhu Rong warningly, hoping that he would restrain himself and not provoke Gonggong at every turn. Then he looked at Qingxuan and asked.

Upon hearing this, Qingxuan looked at Ju Mang and nodded.

"The laws that the four of you have understood have their own characteristics. This has many wonderful uses for Honghuang.

Nowadays, everything is disordered and there is no law. You can't see anything wrong yet, but it will slowly become apparent over time. So I need you to help Honghuang and make it more regular. "

"As long as it's something that can benefit Honghuang, just tell me, and we will definitely do it."

When Di Jiang heard this, he made the decision without thinking. Although Qingxuan was very happy about Di Jiang's trust in him, he still felt that something was wrong.

But there is no rush at the moment, and we can guide it slowly in the future.

Then he looked at the four ancestral witches.

"For you guys, although this is a duty, it also has many benefits for you to understand the Tao and practice. And it is also helpful for the Tao."

Qingxuan directly told them what he wanted them to do.

Although they may need to work harder, they must know that if they do not practice practice, they will only achieve the realm of cultivation.

It doesn't actually do any good to you, but if you make good use of it, you can not only improve, but also gain a deeper understanding.

After making an agreement with them, Qingxuan directly removed the secret hidden by the Chaos Bead, and then took the Twelve Ancestral Witches to the top of Zhoushan Mountain.

"Okay, you will do as I say later."

After Qingxuan finished speaking, the four of them nodded.

The next moment, Jumang and the other two stepped forward directly.

"The great road is above. We, the Pangu clans Jumang, Zhurong, Liaoshou, and Xuanming, feel that there is no time order in the ancient times, and living beings do not know the laws of the movement of all things. Today, we, the Pangu clan, are willing to establish the four-season change for the ancient times. Regulating all things in the ancient times. Life and death, time changes.

Wu Jumang, the ancestor of my tree, wishes to be the spring god of the four seasons, controlling the growth of all things and the blooming of vitality.

Zhurong, the ancestor of my fire, wishes to be the summer god of the four seasons, bringing fire and scorching summer to the ancient world.

Wu Lingshou, my ancestor of gold, wishes to be the god of autumn of the four seasons, controlling the harvest and withering of all things.

Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of my rain, wishes to be the winter god of the four seasons, dominating the cold and harsh winters of the prehistoric times.

At this point, the four seasons of the prehistoric period are in order, and all things move around in four distinct seasons. Looking forward to learning from the great road. "

Just when countless creatures in the prehistoric era were wondering what was happening, they realized that this was coming from Mount Zhou.

Those familiar with the matter will understand that this is probably related to Qingxuan.

And as the words of the four ancestral wizards fell, countless people discovered that the Eye of the Great Dao had indeed come to the prehistoric world again.

At the same time, after sweeping towards Zhou Shan, the Eye of the Avenue looked at Ju Mang and the four others as if it had opened its eyes. Then he directly agreed to their request.

"allow!"

The next moment, the Eye of the Avenue quickly dispersed, and countless creatures in the ancient world realized at this moment that from now on, the plants and other creatures in the ancient world will be divided into four seasons.

Almost everything needs to follow the changes of the seasons and gradually undergo many changes.

In spring, vitality comes to the earth and all things revive. Summer begins to get hot, when vitality has reached its peak. Autumn is the season of harvest and withering. Winter is the season when the cold winter begins and the vitality of all things is at its weakest.

Until the arrival of the next spring, the four seasons finally become regular.

Then Qingxuan looked at Houtu among the ancestral witches. She was also at the time when the four seasons began to move in order.

Suddenly, I had a lot of insights, but these insights only lasted for a short time, so Hou Tu only caught a few inspirations.

She didn't think much about it, just thinking that her time hadn't come yet.