"Master, I want to go home and have a look."
"no!"
Xing Xing left with red eyes. Unexpectedly, his master rejected him so directly.
Xuanqing was lying on the Dragon's Nest chair, drinking tea and reading a book.
During this time, the cubs were much quieter.
Want to go home and have a look?
That is naturally not allowed. After all, I am also the master of these little guys.
He himself didn't dare to go out of West Kunlun. Without an adult to accompany him, it would be a bit irresponsible to let these little guys leave alone.
The prehistoric times do not remember years.
Thousands of years have passed by in a hurry.
The battle between the Qilin Tribe and the Phoenix Tribe extended from thousands of miles away from the immortal volcano to a million miles away.
The ground was covered with the corpses of the Qilin and Phoenix tribes.
The Dragon Clan of the West Sea is almost divided into seventy-eight, but other powerful people from the Sea Clan are constantly gathering into this battle.
The West Sea was filled with strong men from land races and sea races, and no one paid any attention to these corpses.
Those who are still alive are still fighting in a steady stream.
Rahu, who had been hidden for thousands of years, appeared again.
In the ancient land, the strong hatred for killing, just taking a deep breath made Luo Hu feel refreshed.
However, Rahu did not absorb these killing and resentment.
Because, it is not enough!
These killings and resentments can at most restore him to the pinnacle of quasi-sage. His goal is to become a saint!
Therefore, the three tribes still need to continue fighting and create more killing and resentment.
At that time, he can completely let go!
The excited smile on Luo Hu's face slowly disappeared and gradually became serious.
All of this has a necessary prerequisite, that is, the senior will not interfere!
Otherwise, if Luo Hu wants to absorb the killing and resentment of the ancient world, he will definitely cause a lot of noise.
If that senior interfered, Luo Hu would have no choice but to die.
In the past thousand years, every hundred years, Luo Hu would come out and secretly create a wave of killings, allowing the battle between the three tribes to continue to expand.
Apart from this, Rahu was thinking.
One is sanctification, and the other is the senior’s opinion.
He created the conditions for his sanctification, but without the senior's permission, he made too much noise when he became a saint. What if he was slapped to death by that senior?
What is the senior’s view on the matter of sanctification?
Luo Hu thought about it for thousands of years, but couldn't figure it out.
But Luo Hu confirmed another point, that is, the senior really did not intend to interfere too much in the affairs of the prehistoric world.
Or does it mean that the senior only interferes with things at the saint level?
Will that senior interfere when he is about to become a saint?
Luo Hu planned to take the risk to meet the senior again and find out what the senior thought.
If he didn't interfere, he would completely let go.
If it interferes, it will be enough to use these killing and resentment to restore the original cultivation level.
Luo Hu let go and walked towards West Kunlun.
…
"Master, master, come and catch me!"
Qingluan shouted happily.
"Puppy, find him!"
"Woof..."
Sibui barked and ran out.
The cubs' feelings have improved again.
During these thousand years of idleness, Xuanqing cultivated a peach forest in front of his tea shop, and then, every once in a while, he would hide and seek with the cubs.
Queen Mother Xi was holding the teapot and watching all this with a smile.
Although a thousand years have passed, the words the teacher showed me are still deeply engraved in the mind of Queen Mother Xi.
"Hundreds of tribes from ancient times have only existed in legends since then!"
This is the teacher’s prediction!
Although during this period, Qinglong, Kong Xuan, Lin Ling and other powerful people from the hundreds of clans who came here told the cubs without exception that the battle between the hundreds of clans was over.
Now there is peace in the ancient world. There was little friction before, so the cubs of the hundreds of tribes were allowed to stay with their teacher and practice.
Is this really the case?
Queen Mother Xi didn't know and didn't dare to investigate.
Moreover, since the teacher cultivated this peach forest and positioned the purpose of this peach forest as hide-and-seek, the peach forest has grown and the Taoist charm has spread, and it has actually produced corresponding effects.
As long as the Queen Mother of the West releases her spiritual thoughts in the tea shop, she will be blocked by Taolin, and she will not be able to detect what is happening in the ancient world.
The teacher first showed herself the outcome of the Hundred Clans, and then cultivated a peach forest that could eliminate spiritual thoughts. Obviously, he did not want her to participate in the Hundred Clans' affairs.
The Queen Mother of the West did not have the courage to participate, so even after a thousand years, she had figured out the Taoist rhyme in the peach forest, but except for bringing people in, the Queen Mother of the West had never left the tea shop.
Even if she goes out to pick up someone, Queen Mother Xi will take the initiative to close her spiritual perception and not perceive everything outside.
Will Baizu really just be a legend in the end?
Queen Mother Xi was not sure, but this was something beyond her ability, so she only thought about it occasionally and did not dare or have the ability to intervene.
No matter whether the Baizu are fighting or not, in short, the teacher and the children are having fun, and the Queen Mother of the West is satisfied.
…
when!
At the foot of the mountain in West Kunlun, Luo Hu inserted his God-killing Spear into the ground.
The powerful killing Daoyun was still emitted from the God-killing Spear.
Qinglong, Kong Xuan and Lin Ling, who were keeping a certain distance from each other, all stared at Luo Hu closely.
Outside, the war between the ethnic groups is still going on, and their mission is still to protect the senior here.
Luo Hu sneered and glanced at the three of them.
Suddenly, Luo Hu saw the clothes on Kong Xuan's body.
Perfect Tao Yun came directly towards him, and Luo Hu was so frightened that he almost took a step back.
After confirming that the Taoist rhyme was only emanating from the clothes and not Kong Xuan's own Taoist rhyme, Luo Hu felt relieved.
Then, Luo Hu smiled and nodded at Kong Xuan.
For the first time in millions of years, Luo Hu smiled at someone else.
Before Kong Xuan could return the greeting, Luo Hu turned around, cupped his fists in the direction of the tea shop and said, "Senior, I want to go up the mountain to meet my senior!"
No reply!
Keeping his posture of clasping his fists and bowing, Luo Hu waited for three days and three nights.
"Thank you, senior!"
However, there is no prohibition.
Luo Hu walked towards the senior's tea shop step by step.
"Senior, junior wants to meet senior!"
Outside the Taolin, Luo Hu continued to bow and clasp his fists.
Still no reply.
"Thank you, senior."
Luo Hu stepped into the peach forest.
"Kekeke...Master, come and catch me..."
"Who?!" Luo Hu shouted quickly.
The sound echoed in the peach forest, and Luo Hu looked around.
The next moment, Luo Hu's pupils suddenly dilated.
he!
be lost!
Just now, I just crossed a peach tree, but now I turned around and saw endless peach trees all around me.
Moreover, various Taoist rhymes were spinning crazily inside.
For a moment, Luo Hu felt dizzy, and the demonic path of killing in his body was stimulated by this rhyme and began to become unstable.
"ah……"
After holding on for more than an hour, Luo Hu couldn't bear it anymore. He yelled holding his headache and knelt on the ground.
