"If you still don't understand, just keep smelling my farts!"
In the courtyard where the Wuzhuangguan ginseng fruit tree takes root.
After the ginseng fruit tree spirit said this, he jumped on his feet and his whole body turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.
A group of blushing Wuzhuangguan disciples were left behind...
Qingfeng Mingyue, who was severely criticized, gritted her teeth and left the courtyard in silence.
As for the fate mentioned by the ginseng fruit tree spirit.
They don't understand.
something.
If you could understand it, you would have understood it long ago.
After all, the time has not come yet, just like fate...
soon.
The Wuzhuang Temple, which was originally lively for less than half a moment, also fell silent instantly.
The disciples under the fruit tree once again endured the humiliation, overcame the psychological discomfort, continued to smell the body fragrance of the ginseng fruit tree, crossed their legs and closed their eyes to practice...
.....
"well..."
The inner court.
Zhen Yuanzi, who had been watching quietly, couldn't help but sigh.
No one knows.
What he lamented was the lack of understanding among these disciples.
I still lament the vulgarity of the ginseng fruit tree spirit.
Or sigh to yourself...
.....
Almost at the same time.
After watching the marquee.
Forces all over the prehistoric times are performing the same scene as Wuzhuang Temple.
The reason is very simple.
The canopy contains a lot of information.
Maybe all sentient beings in the wild can't understand it.
But there are big and small forces that can establish a clan in the ancient times and survive for a long time.
There must be an ancestor or a powerful person behind them.
Ordinary monks and creatures cannot understand the message behind the chaos farce.
But these great powers and ancestors who support the sky... can understand!
The first layer that ordinary creatures see is:
The saint showed up and started fighting regardless of order for the first time.
The second level that a monk with some cultivation and understanding sees is:
Saint Laozi fell, Nuwa lost to Tongtian, and only Saint Yuanshi tied with Tongtian.
The third layer seen by those old monsters who have survived for countless years:
Everything started because of the human race.
His strength and strategy are truly astounding.
Not only did they plot to kill me, but they also suppressed Nuwa to death.
Facing the constraints of the three saints, he was able to draw a tie with the Yuanshi Saint.
More powerful ones saw the fourth level:
Why didn't the two most popular saints in the West show up? Taking advantage of the situation?
Everything is so scary to think about...
so.
It has nothing to do with ordinary beings and monks being unable to see through the true meaning of the farce of chaos.
It is enough for the ancestors, powerful people, and people with great supernatural powers behind the ancient and large forces to understand.
These real leaders at the top of all sentient beings all know this.
This is a farce.
A lot of things will change.
For example, the backers behind the demon clan were suppressed.
And what about the human race?
The backer behind him can defeat three saints with one!
Everyone knows this comparison.
No matter how weak the human race is now, with Tongtian's support, it will definitely become a great race in the future.
No matter how powerful the demon clan is now, without Nuwa as its backer, the tree will fall and the hozen will be scattered, and the wall will fall and everyone will push back.
after all.
The demon race is not a race connected by blood.
Instead, it looks like a mixed alliance.
The alliance is stable because it has a backbone.
As for the backbone of the demon clan, I don’t know where to hide to recuperate at this time...
so.
The mighty powers of all races and heavens, this time are really watching people play the game.
Even though they know that it will take some time for the human race to rise, they are already ready to invest.
Also at this moment.
Human race.
This extremely weak race was once ridiculed, looked down upon, and even regarded as a blood-eating race by all races.
For the first time, he appeared on the stage of the great powers of the ancient world and was taken seriously by the great powers of the heavens.
even so.
No great power can think of it.
Human race.
These two words.
How many races in the future will it make all races look up to...
.....
chaos.
Xiao Yi has no idea at all.
At this time, he was already famous.
All the tribes in the ancient world, including men and women, young and old, women and children, all knew about him.
There are even some good people among all races who have begun secretly planning the ranking list.
Make Xiao Yi the number one among the younger generation.
Xiao Yi at this time.
Yuanshi Tianzun was standing behind Tongtian, looking warily in front of him.
The chaotic and collapsed space has now been repaired by the two saints Tongtian and Yuanshi.
Innate wind, space debris... and other chaotic forces of chaos are raging everywhere again.
The Eyes of Heaven quietly left.
There were only four of them left in the chaos.
The reason why Xiao Yi was on guard.
It was because Yuanshi Tianzun did not choose to leave after repairing the chaos. Instead, he slowly came to the three of them.
It seemed like he had something to say.
In Xiao Yi's opinion, this is naturally wrong.
It stands to reason.
This time it’s a chaotic match.
Yuan Shi was at a disadvantage. He should have left with a sullen face after repairing the chaos.
Just like the first sect competition of Jiejiao more than a thousand years ago.
But Yuanshi didn't.
On the contrary, he walked up to Tongtian in the air.
Apart from trying to regain face, Xiao Yi couldn't think of anything else Yuanshi could do.
"Xuandu."
"Meet Second Master Uncle."
See Yuan Shi coming.
Xuandu woke up from his deep thoughts and saluted Yuanshi with his hands bowed.
He has no grudge against Yuan Shi.
There is no hatred between the human race and Yuan Shi.
When Yuanshi saw him in the past, he didn't neglect him too much because of his identity.
So at this time, he saluted and said hello, which was really no problem.
But Xuandu also knows it.
Yuan Shi didn't deal with his eldest brother, so he just bowed and did his duty.
He didn't give Yuan Shi any more enthusiasm or anything else.
"Xuandu."
"Your master was killed by your third uncle and his apprentice!"
"Logically speaking, your third uncle is your enemy, why are you still with them?"
See Xuandu.
Yuan Shi's gaze immediately shifted from Tong Tian's face.
I saw his face full of sadness, looking at Xuandu with an expression of hatred for steel.
immediately.
He changed the topic and directly stated his intention:
"Your third master uncle violated the sect rules and will definitely be punished by your master in the future!"
"Why don't you come back to Kunlun Mountain with me."
"To find the true meaning of Xuanmen Dao with the disciples of Chanjiao?"
"Wait until your master comes out of confinement, and then we can go back to Zixiao Palace together to avenge your master!"
I heard that Yuanshi once again poured dirty water on Tongtian.
And he also extended an olive branch to Xuandu.
Xiao Yi couldn't help but rolled his eyes and thought to himself.
This calculation was heard by my other two avatars across the vast land of chaos and the thirty-third heaven...
