"The king asked me to patrol the mountains, and I'll take a look around the world..."
The cheerful and lively singing awakened the city of Zhongjing in early spring. The newsboy's voice was crisp and clear, and he sang about a little fairy patrolling the mountains. The melody was so simple that people could hum it after listening to it once. Especially the Southern Wilderness Great Demons stationed in Beijing, all of them felt at home.
In February in the Southern Wilderness, the flowers in my hometown are blooming too.
"There is actually a new ditty!"
"It seems that this update of "Journey to the West" is very exciting!"
"Damn it, are all the monsters crazy? All the seats in the morning teahouse were sold out yesterday!"
"My dear friend, didn't you notice the strange phenomenon in Duke Anguo's mansion yesterday? Three ancestral demons appeared in a row!"
"Three Lords? Isn't that demon clan crazy with joy?"
…
At the beginning, the people of Daxuan were still confused about Chen Luo's giving of the bloodline of heaven to the demon clan through "Journey to the West", and there were even voices of opposition.
After all, "Those who are not of my race must have different minds"!
Although the demon race and the human race are both mortal beings, and there are races like Qingqiu that are friendly to the human race, the battle with the demon race has never stopped since the rise of the human race.
Not to mention, during the time of Emperor Wu, tigers and wolves invaded the border and raised a million demon troops to march north. Countless human soldiers followed and buried their bones on the border. To this day, the Southern King's Mansion still has an army of 200,000 standing ready to guard against the Southern Wilderness!
To be honest, if Chen Luo hadn't originally written "Journey to the West" as Bai Ze, I'm afraid the people of Daxuan would have called for a boycott.
Isn't this sending food and supplies to the demon clan?
In fact, even after Chen Luo regained his identity, there were still voices of opposition.
Of course, there are some saints from aristocratic families who are adding fuel to the flames and distorting the facts...
It wasn't until the government and storytellers popularized the meaning of "Tiandao bloodline" and let the people understand that the demon clan under the Tiandao bloodline was controlled by the court and had to protect the human race, that worries turned to joy.
It turns out that it’s not capitalizing on the enemy, it’s annexation!
Then give me a little more. Who can read this much!
People think that we humans are not hospitable!
Write, write to death!
Be sure to achieve the same bloodline of heaven as Yaojun!
We people are always simple!
…
Turn back the time to yesterday night.
Suddenly, lions roared, elephants howled, and eagles chirped incessantly over Duke Anguo's mansion. Thunder rolled in the sky, and only the shadows of a green lion and a white elephant appeared...
"Lion clan, elephant clan?"
The demon clan squatting outside Anguo Gong's mansion frowned and wondered what he meant.
Because of the matter of the Lion Clan, Daxuan had a confrontation with the Tiger Clan last time. Later, he was forced to suppress it after he was given the bloodline of the Zhengfa Tianhu. What happens again this time?
And the elephant tribe...
Isn’t the Elephant clan extinct?
Before these monsters could finish sighing, another golden-winged roc rose into the sky.
"Peng...Peng clan?" Each of these demon clans opened their eyes wide and saw the incredible expression on each other's faces.
The Dapeng clan was the first to attack Chen Luo when Chen Luo entered the Southern Wilderness in the name of Bai Mo. If the Yihu clan hadn't taken the blame later, I'm afraid the Peng clan would have been Chen Luo's number one enemy in the Southern Wilderness. .
Although the Peng Clan later wanted to show favor to Fangcun Mountain due to the Qiwen of Heaven, but because the Peng Clan and the Western Region Buddhism were too close, as Chen Luo officially turned against the Western Region Buddhism, the Peng Clan also changed their tune again and stood on the side of Fangcun Mountain. The opposite of Mt. ….
It wasn't until Chen Luo's victory was over and the Wolf Clan was wiped out that the Peng Clan restrained its wings. However, in the eyes of the demons, the Peng Clan's actions were more of waiting for an opportunity than surrendering.
Under this situation, Chen Luo still wants to give them a bloodline?
Is it to divide internally or to win over?
This time, each of the three major Tiandao bloodlines feels like a trap!
Just when the thoughts of these demon tribes were turning over and over again, suddenly
Suddenly a golden light appeared in the sky. The golden light condensed into a "swastika" character and hit the shadow of the golden-winged roc. The next moment, the golden wings of the golden-winged roc immediately faded away.
"What is going on?" The demon clan's eyes widened one by one.
Never seen it before.
Compared to the doubts of the demon tribe, the people in Zhongjing were much more at ease.
When they saw what happened to the phantom of the golden-winged roc, some took a sip of tea, some took a puff of cigarettes, and some had time to spank their own dolls/lady's butts.
Then, they all said one sentence in their hearts -
Chen Zhuguo has a new life again!
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Southern wilderness.
Weihu Mountain.
Feng Nanzhi looked at the message slip in his hand and frowned slightly.
Chen Luo, are you addicted to poaching?
I don’t care about other demon clans, why did you write another bloodline for the lion clan!
Just bully me?
"Feng Lin!" Feng Nanzhi hesitated for a moment and shouted. Immediately, a secret guard appeared and saluted, "Your Majesty, Feng Lin is here, what are your orders?"
"Send the order, I'm going into seclusion and I won't see anyone!"
"While I am in seclusion, each lineage of the Tiger Clan is doing its own thing and is not allowed to act rashly."
The secret guard responded quickly, then turned around and disappeared from the spot.
Feng Nanzhi looked out the window, then looked down at the jade slip in his hand. For no reason, he felt impetuous again. When he got angry, he crushed the jade slip in his hand to pieces.
"You're lucky, I happen to be going into seclusion to sort out my bloodline."
At this time, a doubtful spiritual thought came out from his belly——
"Ouch?"
"Nonsense, mother is not protecting that person..." Feng Nanzhi said softly and carefully patted his lower abdomen with his hand.
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Southern Shaolin.
"Actually, it's the same bloodline!" Shi Wei, the former young master of the Lion Clan who escaped from Narnia, felt the bloodline of his young son in his arms and said with certainty, "It's still the same bloodline of heaven."
"Ah? Didn't you say that shadows appeared in the sky above Master Chen's residence?" A burly black bear asked curiously, breaking off corn cobs.
"Yeah! There's no reason." A small-looking wild pig spirit was also gnawing on the cabbage, and asked in confusion, "Is there something wrong?"
"Is there something wrong?" The big dog that looked like a golden retriever asked with concern, "Should I ask Master to ask Master Chen? After all, it is about blood and cannot be taken lightly."
"If you are embarrassed to speak, then I will go..." A goldfish jumped out of the lotus pond and turned into a monster with a fish head and human body.
Shi Wei looked at the demons who entered Southern Shaolin with him, smiled gratefully, and shook his head, "No need."
Shi Wei lowered his head again, looked at his young son who fell asleep due to the pulse shock in his arms, and said: "Both my father and son have the blood of the green lion protecting the law!"...
"Only this time, Master Chen has raised the upper limit of the blue lion bloodline."
"I am still in the Desolate Bone Realm!"
"But Xin'er, his upper limit has been raised to the Desolate Vein Realm!"
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Kirin Domain.
Brother Wuji took a careful sip of the soup just delivered by the City Lord's Mansion, and felt that his skin was a little more tender.
After the bitterness in his mouth faded away, Brother Wuji seemed to feel a little bit better.
He then opened his eyes, looked at Xiang Feitian in front of him, and said with a smile, "Old Xiang, have you really decided?"
Xiang Feitian heard Brother Wuji's question and nodded: "After this period of time, under the influence of the bloodline horn, nearly three thousand Elephant Clan bloodlines have awakened."
"Barely considered a small clan!"
"I plan to re-establish a clan and let the name of the Elephant clan continue to be passed down in the southern wilderness!"
"The Elephant Clan are still the Lord's slaves."
"Hahaha, Lao Xiang, you misunderstood." Brother Wuji naturally listened.
Seeing what Xiang Feitian meant, he waved his hand and said, "My lord, before he left, he gave me a request."
"Oh?" Xiang Feitian sat up straight and said respectfully, "What did my lord say?"
"My lord said that he pities your elephant clan."
"It's hard for you to persist in reincarnation for thousands of years after the false Buddha took over the path."
"In the end, I accepted you as a vassal. I just want to use his ability to give you some protection as much as possible when you are weak."
"Once the Elephant Clan reappears in the Southern Wilderness, the notion of belonging to the Clan will become a thing of the past!"
"My lord, my only hope is that you will not be enemies of the human race in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Feitian's expression suddenly changed. He stood up from his seat and knelt on the ground with a thud. Brother Wuji was also shocked. He quickly stood up and turned sideways and said, "Brother Xiang, why are you doing this?"
Xiang Feitian shook his head: "I understand my lord's benevolence and righteousness, but once he is the lord, he is always the lord. This matter is not going to change at a moment's notice."
"Brother Wuji, please tell me. Xiang doesn't dare to guess what my lord has decided. However, the Elephant Clan will support the lord as their leader and will never be an enemy of the human race!"
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, you get up first." Brother Wuji stepped forward to help Xiang Feitian up. At this moment, a little demon ran up and said, "Commander Wu, there is a new message from Daxuan!"
"Oh, bring it here!" Brother Wuji reached out and took the jade slip that conveyed the message. The power of his soul penetrated into it, and then he looked at Xiang Feitian with a strange expression. Xiang Feitian was also stunned and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Old Xiang, your blessing has arrived!" Brother Wu Ji smiled and handed the jade slip in his hand to Xiang Feitian, "See for yourself."
"This is a clan-building gift from my lord!"
"Oh?" Xiang Feitian quickly took the jade slip with both hands, his mind swept away, and then his face became visibly excited.
"Heaven's Bloodline!"
"Hahahahaha, my lord has also written a heavenly bloodline for my Elephant Clan!"
…
At the same time, Akiho Yoshizawa.
In the endless swamp, small islands stand out.
On a small island in the center, several golden-winged rocs gathered.
Today, a golden-winged roc who was just one year old was about to be promoted from the second-level great sage to the first-level and become a member of the clan's elders council.
A first-level great saint can be said to be the most important backbone of a race if the ancestral demon does not take action. If he becomes a first-level sage at the age of two hundred, he has the appearance of an ancestral demon. ….
Every additional statue is an additional layer of heritage for a race.
"Jin Ji, I have discussed with the clan leader. When you continue to practice for a while, I will take the clan's secret treasure to help you break through to the peak of the Great Sage!" An old man whispered in the ear of today's protagonist Jin Ji, "But can you To use the prehistoric energy for you depends on how powerful you are in your promotion today."
"The greater the power, the higher the possibility of returning to one's ancestors."
Jin Ji nodded, his sharp eagle eyes looking at the high throne of the patriarch on the island.
"That guy Chen Luo is so hateful. He obviously has a lot of great spirit. He would rather give it to those inconspicuous tribes than to me, the Peng Clan!" Jin Ji secretly resented in his heart, "When I become the leader of the Peng Clan, I will definitely We must resist the human race even more strongly!"
In the distance, a young Dapeng looked at his grandfather, the patriarch: "Grandpa, is that Jin Ji? He looks so fierce."
Jin Pu, the leader of the Peng clan, touched the opponent's head and said: "We Dapeng are fierce. It's better to be more fierce! When you become the clan leader in the future, you will be more fierce than them!"
The young Dapeng lowered his head with some humiliation and said, "But... I haven't awakened the bloodline of the Golden-winged Dapeng."
"Those brothers and sisters have all awakened the bloodline of the Golden-winged Roc, but I have not."
"I don't think I can be a clan leader in the future."
Jin Pu smiled and said softly: "Shan Xi... you are the most talented child in our Peng clan!"
Speaking of this, he looked at the little granddaughter in front of him and sighed quietly: "Chen Luo from Fangcun Mountain has the ability to obtain the energy of the ancient times. Do you know why even so, we are still with you?"
Is he antagonistic? "
Jin Shanxi raised her head, looked at Jin Pu doubtfully, shook her head, thought about it again, and said, "Because we ourselves are very strong?"
"No, can we be as powerful as the Tiger Clan?" Jin Pu shook his head, "The Tiger Clan doesn't care because they are really strong."
"And we have no choice but to do so!"
Speaking of this, he looked at Jin Shanxi with hope: "Shanxi... you must use your own power to awaken the blood of the golden-winged roc..."
Just when Jin Shanxi was still thinking about what to say, blood clouds suddenly surged in the sky. Jin Pu looked up and said, "Jin Ji is about to advance."
"You go and have a look with grandpa."
…
At this moment, Jin Ji felt that his blood was boiling.
The bloodline of the Golden-winged Dapeng begins to awaken at the level of the Great Sage. Every time it reaches a higher level, the bloodline will be purified.
This time, he ushered in the final purification of the Golden-winged Dapeng's bloodline!
He wants to perfectly demonstrate his potential in front of his tribe!
The blood clouds in the sky were churning, like a miniature bloodline tide, and the blood clouds seemed to be pregnant with great power.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of Buddhist chanting suddenly sounded around the island.
None of the golden-winged rocs who were watching the ceremony felt strange about this.
Soon, the blood cloud in the sky turned into a blood-colored light pillar and fell from the sky, falling directly on Jin Ji. Jin Ji's figure shook and turned into a huge golden-winged roc.
Jin Ji spread his wings, the golden wings shining brightly, and he rushed towards the sky against the bloody light pillar. ….
At this time, all Dapeng's eyes fell on Jin Ji.
After a while, shadows of petals appeared in the sky.
"The sky is full of flowers!" A roc demon exclaimed, "At least it's the Great Bodhisattva!"
"The posture of the ancestral demon!"
But before the exclamation could end, another white lotus appeared on the ground.
"Earth White Lotus!"
"It's Buddha!"
"Buddha gave bloodline, Desolate Vein Realm! The upper limit of Desolate Vein Realm!" Exclamations sounded out one after another.
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Zhongjing, Duke Anguo's Mansion.
"Huh? The golden-winged roc itself is of the bloodline of heaven?" Chen Luo looked at Han Qingzhu and asked curiously.
Han Qingzhu originally came to communicate with Chen Luo about some issues regarding the city emperor. After talking about the business, the two chatted about the newly updated chapter Shituoling yesterday, and then about the golden-winged roc.
[A book-chasing book recommended to me by an old book friend I have known for ten years, @
Peng's bloodline continues. "
"The Tathagata agreed and wrote the golden-winged roc into the Buddhist scriptures, calling it the Garuda bird!"
"Because the ancient Buddhist teachings are to save all living beings, this golden-winged roc is naturally among all living beings, so it has been recognized by heaven."
"Speaking of which, ancient Buddhism's purification is similar to your mortal world. The Tathagata's writing about the golden-winged roc is actually the same as your current writing about the bloodline of heaven!"
Chen Luo:!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ
"The same is true for peacocks. That scripture is called "The Sutra of the Buddha Says the Golden Glory of the Peacock King"!" Han Qingzhu added another sentence before continuing, "Since then, the Dapeng clan has completely separated from Buddhism. Bound together."
"As long as you have enough talent and are blessed by Buddhism, you can awaken the bloodline of the Golden-winged Dapoc when you are promoted to the Great Sage!"
"However, later the Buddhist path was usurped by the pseudo-Buddha, but this principle has not changed, so the Golden-winged Dapeng is associated with the pseudo-Buddha."….
"Do you think they don't want to get close to you?"
"It's really impossible!"
At this time, Chen Luo remembered something else.
"No wonder when I was writing it, I didn't feel that there was much resistance. I thought that all demon clans could do this. It seems that only the golden-winged roc can do it..."
"No, so is the peacock!"
"This step can be considered a mistake or a wrong move..."
Chen Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his fingers on the tea table a few times, and unconsciously showed a smile on his lips. When Han Qingzhu saw Chen Luo's appearance, he moved slightly to the side.
This action is true to the classic inheritance of Confucianism.
Ninety-nine percent of the time, he was thinking about something to attract people's attention.
Stay away, lest you hurt yourself when thunder strikes!
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In the southern wilderness, Mingbu Gize.
In the sky above the small island, a phantom of Buddha appeared, and the rich Buddhist charm spread everywhere.
Jin Pu's eyes were solemn, looking at Jin Ji flying in the blood light, and then at Jin Shanxi beside him.
"I didn't expect Jin Ji's talent to be even better than I imagined!"
At this moment, the phantom of the Buddha stretched out his hand and pointed at Jin Ji.
"We're going to start purifying our bloodline!"
"I'm going to be promoted to the first rank!"
The eyes of all the Peng tribe are shining brightly, they are about to witness the birth of a great figure from the Peng tribe again!
The Peng clan is getting stronger again!
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.
The wind blew up in Mingbu Yoshize, and suddenly the calm waves surged.
In the sky, there was a huge condensation of palms, falling from the sky, and in the middle of the palm, there was a rotating "swastika".
The phantom of the Buddha raised his hand to resist the huge palm, but was swatted away by the palm of his hand. Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the palm lined up on Jin Ji's body.
The next moment, the blood light dissipated, Jin Ji spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the two huge golden wings quickly faded away. Jin Ji fell from the sky like a meteor, hitting the island heavily, and smashed into a deep pit.
"Bloodline degradation!"
"what happened?"
"What kind of magical power does that golden palm have?"
"Who is it? Who is behind this!"
Then, majestic pressure filled the air, and a burly figure emerged from the void. Behind the voice, a pair of golden wings spread out, as if covering the sky and the sun.
"Great Ancestor!" Jin Pu quickly stood up, and what appeared was Jin Dian, the ancestor demon of the Peng Clan, the great demon of the Desolate Vein Realm!
"The ancient Buddhist dharma!" Jin Dian felt the afterglow of heaven and earth, lowered his head to look at the frightened monsters on the island, and said calmly, "All golden-winged Dapeng bloodline blessed by Buddhism, stop promotion!"
"Jin Pu, come to the ancestral star to discuss!"
Jin Pu quickly bowed and responded, turning into a golden-winged roc and following Jin Dian into the void.
At this time, only one gaze fell on Jin Ji, who was already unconscious in the pit.
"It doesn't look too fierce." Jin Shanxi said softly. .
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