Knowing that there were a bunch of people from the Wuji Era sleeping underneath, and having a happy chat with the fishman king, Wang Ping naturally couldn't touch the fishmen.
Anyway, the fishmen are not that far away from the land, so it is not easy to think of friction.
And once there is friction, it will probably be a war between the two eras.
Later, Wang Ping asked the fishman king many questions, and the fishman king answered them all.
"Brother, I'm actually more curious about your origins. Where did your magical powers come from?"
After Wang Ping asked her a lot of questions, the fishman king suddenly asked Wang Ping.
With a grin on his face, Wang Ping said: "Actually, I never told you that I come from the Xuanhuang World in the center of the universe, and I am the son of the world leader of the Xuanhuang World."
"I……"
In my mind, the system almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. This host is so capable. Speaking of which, there really is such a big mysterious world.
It’s a dumbfounding system, I really don’t know what to say, forget it, let the host brag!
"The center of the universe, the Xuanhuang World?"
The confused King of the Fishman Clan was dumbfounded on the spot, in disbelief.
In their time, it was not that no one ran out to the wilds, but those who did either never came back.
Or he just walked around for a while and then ran back, who knows what the hell the big black and yellow world is.
If someone else had said this, the fishman king would definitely not believe it.
But it was Wang Ping who said this. The fish-men clan king felt that the possibility was not impossible.
She had watched all of Wang Ping's previous battles, and those methods did not look like they had been used since ancient times.
The fish-men king is still very confident about the era she lives in. She does not believe that the current era of chaos will be stronger than theirs.
Moreover, he also sent people to investigate. The prehistoric times today are not even the slightest bit worse than their time, let alone those of their time.
The invasion of the Tiandao clan directly caused the cultivation level of the cultivators to drop significantly.
"By the way, the Tiandao clan has a mysterious origin. They may be from outside."
At this time, the fishman king suddenly thought of something, his eyes flashed in thought.
Those Tiandao Clan are very different from the creatures in their prehistoric times, and the king of the fish-men clan has also inquired about the Tiandao Clan in recent years.
According to the news she knew, the Tiandao clan appeared suddenly, and afterwards placed a seal at the junction of their sea and land, leaving behind the current Tiandao clan, and then disappeared without a trace.
Now comparing it with Wang Ping's words, the fishman king suddenly felt that there really was a broader world outside the world.
"Sure enough, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!"
The king of the fish-men clan sighed. He thought that the magical powers of the fish-men clan were pretty good before, but now he found that they were bad, too bad, not too bad at all.
The king of the murloc clan, who was silent for a while, looked at Wang Ping complicatedly: "When they wake up, I will try my best to persuade them not to conflict with the people of your era."
Wang Ping said disapprovingly: "Whatever, if you dare to mess with me, they will definitely die. By the way, sister, let me ask you, do you have any premonitions, why do you want to wake up in this era?"
The king of the fishmen clan, who was silent for a while, shook his head: "Unexpectedly, we woke up long ago. Even if we know why, they are still sleeping."
Seeing that nothing could be answered, Wang Ping did not insist on asking any more questions.
The fact that the system knew but didn't tell him seemed to be no small matter.
Saying goodbye to the fishmen, Wang Ping led everyone back home.
After walking for a while, Wang Ping remembered something and directly threw the people from Zhenhai Palace and Neptune Palace, as well as the people from the Overlord of All Directions, into the Demon Refining Pot.
After doing this, Wang Ping's eyes fell on Fuxi and others.
"Whether you believe it or not, Hongjun's next target is the human race."
Fuxi and others were stunned for a moment, and their expressions changed.
His eyes flickered for a while, and Fuxi asked uncertainly, "Is this true?"
"Do you think it is necessary for me to coax you? Hongjun and Tiandao have great intentions, and they will not allow threats to exist."
"Back then, the two Lich clans threatened them, and they killed them all. Now it's the turn of the Human Race. Today, the Human Race is at the peak of its power and has been targeted."
Wang Ping nodded firmly and said without hesitation.
After being silent for a while, Xuanyuan asked: "Master, no, Brother Ping, what do you think?"
"Of course I lowered his guard. I threw you all into my world and said that you died while fighting overseas."
Wang Ping replied naturally that this was something he had prepared for a long time.
I asked the human race to bring out all the strong men before, just for today.
After another long silence, Xuanyuan asked: "If we don't go back, will he let the human race go?"
"Well, he is only afraid of threats, and it's time for you to improve your strength. Didn't you listen to what the King of the Murloc Tribe said before, those guys from the Wuji Era are about to wake up."
"Their strongest ones are saints at level 18, and saints must be everywhere. If you don't become saints, fight them with your face!"
"Don't rely on me, fellow Taoist brother Ping, for everything. No matter how powerful I am, I can't beat someone of the same era. It's not that I can't. Mainly, I'm tired."
"You guys, get out of here and practice one by one. Don't get out of seclusion before you become a saint at tenth level."
Seeing these guys from the human race complaining, Wang Ping burst into laughter.
Sometimes you just can't talk properly and you have to force him to rant.
Xuanyuan and the others, who were disgraced after being scolded, chatted with each other. None of them dared to talk nonsense and nodded in agreement with Wang Ping.
Without much nonsense, Wang Ping was thrown in by everyone except Dayu.
"Master, why did you leave me behind?"
The confused Dayu scratched his head. He wanted to practice, he really wanted to go.
Wang Ping shook his head and said: "You can't, you can't go, you still have things to do."
The current human race is still ruled by three emperors. There was originally an era of five emperors, but Wang Ping decided to skip it directly.
Even Wang Ping planned to stop Dayu's father Gun from controlling the floods and let Dayu do it directly.
I didn't dare to mess around before, mainly because I was afraid of causing too much chaos and deviating too far from the development line.
Because then, Wang Ping would not know what would happen next.
But things are different now. Forget about the Hongmeng Era, the damn Wuji Era, and even the old guys from the Taichu and Origin Era may appear.
Wang Ping vaguely felt that troubled times were coming, and even if he wanted Honghuang to continue on its original trajectory, it was very likely that he would not be able to continue.
Seeing that Wang Ping seemed to have made up his mind, Dayu did not dare to ask any more questions.
He believed that when Wang Pingruo let him in, he would naturally let him in.
After settling the matter on the human side, Wang Ping looked towards the heaven.
"Master, we are willing, we want to practice, we want to be holy, and we want to reach ten revolutions!"
Before Wang Ping could speak, Gou Chen shouted.
Wang Ping, who had a dark face, slapped Gou Chen on the back of his head.
"You think becoming a saint is so easy. It's still ten times. What are you thinking about?"
Staring at Gou Chen with disdain, Wang Ping said in training.
Gou Chen said nonchalantly, not daring to say anything more.
After pondering for a while, Wang Ping decided to let Gouchen, Ziwei, Qinghua, the three guys from the Four Imperial Guards, and Zhenwu go to his demon refining pot.
As for those among the thirty-two heavenly emperors, Wang Ping planned to let them return to heaven.
Because the thirty-two days of heaven cannot be left unguarded.
However, Wang Ping did not treat a few people badly. Some people who had not been taught the blood-moving body-refining technique before were all passed on.
"This is the method of becoming a saint. You must practice it diligently. When you become a saint, if you want to learn other methods, I will teach you."
Looking at the coming emperors, Wang Ping made arrangements.
