The prehistoric east is Shenzhou, deep in the Kunlun Mountains.
When Tongtian stepped out of the void, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
Outside Sanqing Hall, Laozi and Yuanshi stood on the edge of the cliff one after another, their eyes looking straight at the sky.
Looking at Tongtian who was neatly dressed and breathing calmly, I smiled and said, "You're back?"
"Well, are the two senior brothers...waiting for me?"
Looking at Yuan Shi with a smile and calm face, Tongtian stepped down from the sky and asked casually.
Yuan Shi looked at Tong Tian, with a deep meaning flashing in his eyes, "Junior brother, are you going out to fight?"
"It's been a long time since I've done anything. Let's stretch our muscles."
Tongtian didn't hide it, rubbed his wrist and said calmly.
"It's okay to do some activities." I spoke again, a childlike face showing a very inconsistent sense of vicissitudes of life, "Haotian just came here."
Haotian?
Hearing this name, Tongtian was stunned, "What is he doing here?"
"Teacher will join the Tao in advance, probably in a year." It was Yuan Shi who answered, with still inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
"One year? So soon?"
Hearing Yuanshi's words, Tongtian was surprised.
Nine hundred and eighty years have passed since the last sermon. According to what Hongjun said when he first preached, there should be twenty years left.
So early?
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but Tongtian soon thought of the scene not long ago.
Could it be... is it because of fellow Taoist God?
Looking at Yuan Shi's eyes full of meaning, Tongtian frowned calmly.
Is it possible that he already knows about my relationship with fellow Taoist God?
"Teacher wants to use his body to make up for the deficiencies in the way of heaven. From now on, the world will be completely stable."
"This also means that it will be easier to break through the realm in the future."
"The Great World is coming."
I spoke in a leisurely tone, looked at the silent Tongtian, and continued: "Junior Brother Yuanshi and I are ready. I wonder if Junior Brother is sure?"
Hearing this, Tongtian was stunned for a moment, but soon he came to his senses and nodded.
A flash of extremely sharp sword light flashed in his eyes.
He naturally knew what to prepare.
"The merits of heaven and earth are rare, and it is important to seize the opportunity first."
"At the beginning, the Dragon Clan was able to dominate the other two tribes. We, the Three Purities, cannot fall behind."
"The two guys from the west are already making preparations."
After saying a few words again, I stopped talking and turned around and walked towards the Sanqing Palace.
Yuan Shi took a deep look at the silent Tong Tian, waved his sleeves, and turned away.
On the cliff, only Tongtian and a green cow grazing leisurely were left.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Tongtian suddenly sighed softly in his heart.
He knew that after tomorrow, the three pure beings, who had been one from the beginning of their birth, would each take their own place.
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Among the four prehistoric states, Dongsheng Shenzhou has the most abundant spiritual energy and the most outstanding people. It is the most prosperous state among the four states.
Compared with Shenzhou, Buzhou, which occupies the southern part of the ancient world, is the most complicated state in the entire ancient world.
There are not only large and small Xuanmen who believe in Taoist ancestors, but also those who admire the two sages of the West and establish their own so-called Buddhism.
In addition, there are thousands of races such as monsters, witches, humans, etc. living here on the continent.
In the northwest of Nanfanbuzhou there is a large swamp named Ming.
In fact, Daze did not have a name at the beginning. Daze has been around for a long time and I don’t know when it was formed. It is vast and has given birth to countless creatures.
The reason why it was later called Ming was because the Xuanming tribe, one of the twelve tribes of the Wu clan, migrated to Daze a hundred years ago.
Unlike other witch tribes, almost 99% of the members of the Xuanming Tribe are women.
Each of the twelve tribes of the Witch Clan has different abilities.
For example, the Xizi tribe is born with the ability to control thunder, the Zhurong tribe is born to be the incarnation of fire, and the Liaoshou tribe has an extremely hard body and is invulnerable to weapons and weapons.
As for the members of the Xuanming tribe, although 90% of them are women, the abilities they possess are terrifying.
The Xuanming tribe is naturally close to the way of killing!
The reason why everyone in the Xuanming clan is indifferent is because since the Demon Ancestor failed in trying to prove the way through killing, the way of heaven has been rejecting the way of killing ever since.
In the past, the Xuanming tribe was not what it is now. Their ferocity made even the most hot-tempered Gonggong tribe a little afraid.
But since the Xuanming clan discovered that it was ten times more difficult for them to break through the realm than other clansmen, they have since then suppressed the desire to kill deep in their hearts.
During the war between the two lich tribes, the witch tribe massacred the human race. The Houtu tribe did not take action because of their good intentions, while the Xuanming tribe did not dare.
Some people say that the Jumang clan is the most aggressive among the Wu clan, but only the Wu clan themselves know that compared to the killings, the Xuanming tribe is the most terrifying.
You must know that although the Wu clan is the descendant of Pangu, their cultivation level when they were born was only the beginning of the Earth Immortal.
If you want to break through the realm in the ancient times, you must go through the baptism of heavenly tribulation.
And the way of heaven rejects killing. If the Xuanming people don't suppress their inner desire to kill, they themselves will be wiped out by the way of heaven without the demon clan taking action.
It is precisely because of this that the prehistoric creatures feel that the shamans of the Xuanming tribe are indifferent.
There is a dry land in the center of Daze, with houses of various sizes standing on it.
Hundreds of thousands of Yingying Yanyan were kneeling on the ground, and in front of them, a woman with extraordinary temperament stepped into the void.
Next to the woman, there was a little girl wearing a green skirt.
After Tang Hao disappeared from the wilderness, Hou Tu and Xuan Ming returned to Jiuyou after chatting for a few words.
She cannot leave Jiuyou for too long, otherwise the roulette wheel that maintains the operation of the six paths will have big problems.
After Hou Tu left, Xuan Ming didn't want to stay, thinking about returning to the tribe and preparing to migrate quickly.
However, she suddenly remembered that when Tang Hao left before, he had said that Qinghe could inform him if something happened, so Xuan Ming didn't care whether Qinghe wanted to or not, he just hugged her and rushed towards Nanbu Continent.
As a pure-blood Qingluan, Qinghe's speed can at least rank in the top five among all races in the prehistoric times.
But even if she wanted to fly from the wilderness to Nanfangbuzhou, it would probably take at least four or five days.
There is no way, considering that Qinghe is still a child now, Xuanxian's cultivation level cannot bring out the fastest speed of the Qingluan clan.
Xuan Ming, as the twelve ancestral witches and the perfect Daluo Golden Immortal, can be said that as long as she wants to, she can reach any corner of the ancient world in just a few minutes.
So in less than ten minutes, she led a confused Qinghe from the wilderness across the West Sea, across Xiniu Hezhou, and back to Mingze.
After recovering from the confusion, Qinghe shook his head vigorously.
The lightning-fast feeling just now was too much for her, who had been flying in the sky since she was born.
"Hey, Sister Xuanming, are all these sisters from your tribe? They are all so beautiful!"
Holding Xuan Ming's weak and boneless hand, Qinghe looked at the delicate-looking women kneeling at his feet and suddenly asked in surprise.
A woman kneeling at the front of the crowd looked at Qing He beside Xuan Ming, raised her hands in confusion and asked, "Grand Ancestor, where did you go before? Who is this Qing Luan?"
The woman's name is Qingyou, and she is one of the three great witches of the Xuanming tribe.
Starting from the Golden Immortal, the cultivation realms of the Wu Clan are somewhat different from those of other creatures in the prehistoric times.
Within the Wu clan, those who have reached the level of Taiyi True Immortal are called earth witches, those who have reached the level of Taiyi Xuanxian are called celestial witches, and those who have reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal are called Xuanwu.
Those who have reached Da Luo in cultivation can be called great witches in the witch clan.
As for the ancestor witches, they are all called the great ancestors among the witch clan.
There are only three great witches in the entire Xuanming tribe, and Qingyou is one of them, whose cultivation has reached the level of Daluo Xuanxian.
Over the years, Xuan Ming has left the tribe alone only a handful of times, and those few times, he has always brought at least one great witch with him.
This time, he suddenly left the tribe without any reason, and then came back suddenly, and there was a little girl beside him, which made these Xuanming tribesmen feel a little confused.
Dawu Qingyou asked first, wanting to know what happened.
Xuan Ming looked at the tribesmen at his feet and focused on Qingyou.
"It's nothing, it's just that we have to move again."
Compared with before, Xuan Ming's voice sounded more majestic when facing his tribe.
He didn't explain where he had gone before, nor did he say the origin of Qinghe. He just said lightly that he wanted to migrate.
Hearing Xuan Ming's words, those Xuan Ming clan members who were kneeling on the ground had a flash of doubt in their eyes.
Qingyou was no exception. After looking at each other with the other two great witches, she lowered her head sharply and said, "Qingyou understands, when are you going to prepare to migrate? I can tell the clansmen to prepare."
Although they were confused about Xuan Ming's idea of migrating, this group of Xuan Ming tribe members still chose to listen to Xuan Ming's instructions without hesitation.
In the tribe, Xuan Ming's words are imperial edicts and cannot be questioned.
The Lich War has come to an end, but the number of monsters in the entire prehistoric world is still terrifying.
Nowadays, the demon clan is still constantly looking for the remaining witch clan. Once found, it will be a fight of your death or my life.
The abilities of the ancestral witches come from Pangu, while the abilities of those in the Wu clan come from the ancestral witches.
If the ancestral witch of a tribe dies in battle, the strength of the clan members of this tribe will be directly reduced by half!
Therefore, over the years, the remaining witch tribes have basically been hunted down by the demon tribe.
But the Xuanming tribe is different from other shaman tribes. Over the years, they have hardly lost a few members of their tribe.
This is entirely due to Xuan Ming's migration with his tribe every time he senses danger.
Facts also prove that Xuan Ming is right every time he decides to migrate.
After each migration, the original habitat becomes completely occupied by monsters!
Although these Xuanming tribe members have been living safely in Mingze for nearly a hundred years, when they heard that Xuanming asked them to move again without any warning, they had no intention of disobeying.
In the void, Xuan Ming heard Qingyou's inquiry, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After reaching out and touching Qing He's head next to her, she looked at the hundreds of thousands of tribesmen at her feet and said calmly: "Migrate now."
"Our destination this time may be a bit far."
