The news announced in the Renhuang Pavilion quickly spread throughout the human domain after the announcement was posted in the Renhuang Pavilion and the generals and sects were formally notified.
The originally noisy and prosperous world seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.
Mortals accustomed to a peaceful life are mostly unaware;
Most of the monks who were eager to go to the north to make achievements were shaken by this news;
And those human monks who were originally worried about the death of the Human Emperor were extremely panicked.
A large number of monks fled towards the southeast region overnight;
Some people escaped halfway and looked back at the black line on the horizon. They lowered their heads and cursed a few curse words, and then started on their way back.
But the vast majority of the monks did not move.
The order of the human domain was paralyzed within a few days, and unrest spread everywhere.
The lifespan of ordinary monks is still too short. Compared with the short-lived mortal life, they are like iris flowers that only bloom once a year. Although they have a relatively wonderful life, they still cannot see their true face in the vastness of the years.
But fortunately, monks in the human realm have begun to receive education about the battle between the Heavenly Palace and the human realm from the very beginning of their practice.
They know the cruelty of the innate gods, the oppression of living beings by the heavenly palace, and the ruthless killing of ancestors by the gods - this makes most monks in the human realm slowly accept this fact.
While the pessimism is inevitable, little flames are starting to burn here and there.
There was a wealthy man with a big sword on his back, standing on the top of a tall building, drinking strong wine and lamenting to the sky:
"Eighty percent, eighty percent of their lives could be exchanged for a top road... How did our ancestors get through this."
There is the fairy who is so weak that she can be blown away by the wind, standing among the snow and frost, murmuring in a low voice:
"Did all the ancestors of our sect stand in front of the Tiangong Cavalry with such determination?"
There were also those who were aspiring and righteous, running around telling each other, summoning many of their comrades, standing in front of the solemn hall, and shouting angrily:
"We, the monks, sit in this deep mountain and old forest, meditate and practice hard, and understand the great road, but what is the great road!
The one who can protect the creatures of our race is the Great Dao!
On that day, the palace deceived me into being weak, acted recklessly, and harmed more than ten thousand of my people! The heavens and the earth are impermanent, and the heaven and earth are not aware of it. I am willing to use my seven-foot body to spread three altars of hot blood!
Protect our human race and resist the Heavenly Palace! "
shouting,
agitating,
Groups of sparks were gathering rapidly, and the craze for a decisive battle with the Heavenly Palace was aroused in all parts of the human domain. The Human Emperor Pavilion was forced to issue notices one after another, and even seniors stood up one after another to appease these excited young monks.
Only by accumulating strength can you deliver the strongest punch.
Under such circumstances, Shennong appeared above the main pavilion of the Human Emperor Pavilion. He waited for more than a month and held a discussion about the destiny of the human realm with the creatures from the human realm who came here.
The old man was wearing a raincoat, but instead of just gazing at the creatures in the human realm with kindness like before, he stood up and spoke with an impassioned tone that shook the monk's Taoist heart.
"Tiangong didn't give us a chance to escape. From beginning to end, we were relying on the accumulation of our predecessors and fighting against the gods of Tiangong."
"The Xinhuo Avenue created by the Suiren clan with painstaking efforts is the last barrier to protect the human race. The Fuxi clan collected the jade stones of heaven and earth and established many avenues to protect us from the harm of the dark turmoil."
"If the human realm collapses, how will the Great Wilderness human race be spared! How will the gods of the Heavenly Palace suppress our various tribes!"
"Goddess Nuwa did not give us the ability to approach the great road, but she gave me infinite possibilities for the human race!"
"Go and practice! Steady your Taoist mind and understand the Tao! Use all means to improve your strength!"
"Go and be reunited with your family and realize the responsibility that you and I have."
"Go and express your feelings to the one you love while you still have this chance."
"Back then, I was also afraid. I was afraid that if I counterattacked easily, even this hard-won new era would be ruined. Wouldn't it be in vain for those heroes who poured their blood and souls to build this avenue of fire?"
"For eighty-six thousand years, I have carried the blood and tears of ninety percent of all living beings when Emperor Fu Xi came to an end. For eighty-six thousand years!"
"It's over!"
"If we don't overcome the thorns and thorns, are we going to let future generations repeat this tragedy? Let your and my descendants throw their heads and shed blood again!"
"Before I die, I will point my sword at the Heavenly Palace and wash the Divine Pond with blood! With the blood of the gods, I will be recommended as a hero of the human race!"
High in the sky, the Human Emperor wearing a raincoat let out a deafening roar.
In the mountains and fields, countless pairs of eyes stared, staring, and the Taoist heart seemed to be connected at this moment, bursting out with a cry like a landslide and tsunami.
"Don't let the blood of our ancestors be shed in vain, and don't let you and me become the laughing stock of our descendants."
That day, the last words spoken by the Human Emperor became the motto that the monks in the human realm kept murmuring.
In the wild southern wilderness, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn and intense.
There is the sound of sharpening knives everywhere, and there are figures of sparring everywhere.
Among the glaciers and snowtops, several monks whose skills are close to the Avenue of Ice are comprehending the secrets of ice in the severe cold; within the volcanic magma, figures are floating up and down.
Above the blue sky and white clouds, the immortal wanders in Taixu, absorbing a little bit of fresh air.
Deep in the rift valley of the earth, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves became louder and louder.
The same goes for destroying the sect.
Many demon cultivators began to practice like crazy.
The disciples of the Black Desire Sect are also considering whether to find a way to break through the limitations of the skills and find some mortals to solve the problems in the skills so that their cultivation can reach a higher level as soon as possible.
Fortunately, Miao Cuijiao was quite sober from beginning to end and allowed the disciples to continue practicing.
If the Black Desire Cultivation Technique is broken, it will force the Mei Gong to advance a lot, but the achievements in the future will only be this.
That is a method that will only be used at the last moment. At this stage, the main purpose is to improve one's own strength. Before the war begins, find some mortals and give them a dream, in exchange for their own skills to jump up.
——Although mortals will lose their original energy, one or two pills can make up for it;
If a monk becomes a sacrifice for the Black Desire Art, his Taoist foundation will be destroyed.
Master Miao was really worried about this kind of thing, but the limitations of the technique were such that there was nothing he could do about it.
As a result, the male cultivators in the Mie Sect began to tremble. As long as they went out, they would almost be tortured by the female disciples passing by with their charming skills.
"What should we do?"
In Wu Wan's cave, Miao Cuijiao sighed and slowly lay down on the soft low table in the center, squeezing out the breathtaking scenery.
Lin Suqing looked down at her chest and wrapped her collar silently.
Slimness and slenderness are the classic beauty.
"There's really nothing we can do about the martial arts," Lin Su sighed, "it's not you and I who can solve this matter."
Miao Cuijiao yawned lazily. She was indeed quite tired after constantly traveling between the Destruction Sect and the Weapon Refining Grandmaster Alliance in recent years.
She asked: "Sect Master, does he have any instructions?"
"I haven't received any letters recently," Lin Su slightly pursed his lips and snorted, "Now that he has his young master, how can he see little creatures like us?"
Sniff, sniff.
Miao Cuijiao's thin nose flapped slightly and she said with a smile, "Why do you smell sourness?"
Lin Suqing said calmly: "There is vinegar dripping from the stove next to you."
"Why are you a little burnt again?"
"It's just dry weather!"
Miao Cuijiao chuckled lightly, but did not tease her much. She lay on the low table with a jade arm as her pillow, looking at the disturbing Xianchen in the soft beam of light illuminated by the magic beads, and she was temporarily in a trance.
"There will definitely be a war between the human realm and the heavenly palace," Miao Cuijiao whispered, "The path chosen by the sect leader should be more difficult to follow after being thrown around like this."
Lin Suqing said: "Why do I feel that there seems to be some conspiracy in this."
"Plan?"
"Well, it just feels like it."
Lin Suqing murmured:
"I do know that the young master has a very deep relationship with His Majesty, and this is not just a simple relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law.
To be honest, His Majesty the Human Emperor actually doesn't like to mention the relationship between the Young Master and His Highness Jingwei in many cases, and the Young Master doesn't dare to joke with His Majesty the Human Emperor about it. "
"That's natural," Miao Cuijiao said with a smile, "An old father who marries his daughter is like an old wolf who has been hungry for days and nights. He is really good at biting people."
Lin Suqing moved her eyes sideways and said with a smile: "You actually insinuated His Majesty!"
"Bah, bah, bah!"
Miao Cuijiao glared at Lin Suqing: "You are no older or younger than Master. I am just making an analogy. Do you understand the analogy? Tell me what you think is wrong."
"The timing doesn't seem right."
Lin Suqing whispered:
"I'm just guessing. Why did His Majesty choose this time to announce this matter? After the announcement, he still spent all his efforts to suppress the monk's anger.
If we wait for the two armies to go to war, the top management of Human Domain will be fully prepared before announcing this matter to the outside world.
The young master said that a sad army will win.
If this matter was announced before the war, the monks would go north with the determination to die, and either the Heavenly Palace would be submerged in the ocean of living beings, or the monks would suffer heavy casualties, and the position of Human Emperor would be successfully passed to the next hand.
From the perspective of the war between the Human Realm and the Heavenly Palace, it is somewhat contradictory to announce this matter at this time, and after the announcement, the Human Realm only increased its troops to the north, but made no preparations for a war. "
"When you say this, it is indeed somewhat contradictory," Miao Cuijiao murmured softly.
Lin Suqing raised her chin proudly.
They all thought she was just the head maid, and she obviously knew a little bit about everything.
At this time, a chuckle came from outside the hall, and a lazy voice came: "Fairy Lin is really right. It's a pity that Brother Wuwu doesn't take you with me."
Lin Suqing's eyes lit up and she asked, "Is it Lord Sleeping God?"
"Hey, just call me brother."
Without any fluctuations in the universe, a wisp of cloud appeared in front of Lin Suqing, condensing into the fat figure disguised by Yun Zhongjun.
Lin Suqing and Miao Cuijiao stood up to greet each other. Yun Zhongjun smiled and nodded, then raised his hand to Miao Cuijiao.
He said: "I was entrusted by Brother Wuwang to help you modify the Black Desire Sect's exercises. If you practice again according to this method, you will be able to remove the restrictions of the Black Desire Sect's exercises in about three to five years and create a method that can return the favor. It’s a pretty good charm skill.”
Master Miao's delicate body trembled slightly, and after experiencing it carefully, he quickly meditated and made a lotus seal with his hands.
Lin Suqing covered her with a layer of soundproofing barrier and blinked at Yun Zhongjun with a little expectation.
Yun Zhongjun smiled awkwardly: "This is what Brother Wuwu told you. I'm just here to give you a technique."
"Oh," Lin Su puffed up her lips slightly, but quickly cheered up and asked, "Is he still safe in the Heavenly Palace?"
"According to Lord Cangxue, I have been quite leisurely recently."
Yun Zhongjun smiled and said:
"In the past month, the entire human realm has been in riots, and the Heavenly Palace has been uneasy because of this. A large number of innate gods have awakened and been on guard, lest the human realm make another northern expedition regardless of everything.
Brother, he just stays in the temple. It is not suitable to go out at this time.
You just talked about the Human Emperor. What do you think the Human Emperor’s move means? "
"Why does Lord Sleep need to test me again," Lin Suqing thought carefully, "but I can't understand."
"It's putting pressure on Tiangong and giving Brother Wuwu more opportunities."
Yun Zhongjun said:
"The attitude shown by Di Kuang at this moment is to win over some masters of the human realm and disintegrate the strength of the human realm by becoming friendly with the living beings.
This was a very clever move, but most of it was resolved by Brother Wuwu.
The next step is whether Emperor Kuang will reuse Wuwei and give him great power as he said. "
"But what's the use of the power of the Heavenly Palace?"
"The battle between king and minister is not that simple."
Yun Zhongjun said slowly:
"The realization of power is quite complicated. Take Da Siming as an example. If Da Siming had relied on his own prestige and not begged for mercy from Emperor Kuang, Emperor Kuang's power would not have been so high.
Wuwu has already been laid out in the Heavenly Palace, so it’s not easy to say much about these things. You just need to understand and understand them.
If there is nothing else to do, I will go back and catch up on my sleep.
When your young master calls out, I guess I won’t be able to sleep even if I’m too lazy. "
After saying this, this ray of incarnation of Yun Zhongjun will dissipate immediately.
"Why!"
Lin Suqing stood up and said hurriedly: "Lord Sleep God, do you know where His Highness Jingwei has been recently?"
"Um?"
Yun Zhongjun's figure has turned into smoke, but fortunately the smoke has not dissipated.
He said: "I checked before that she received divine power in the Human Emperor Pavilion, and her strength is quite impressive. Shennong spent a lot of effort cultivating Jingwei, and he probably wanted her to help Wuwu in terms of strength."
"Where's Fairy Ling?"
"she?"
Yun Zhongjun muttered for a few times, as if he was calculating something, and soon he let out a soft sigh, "Not in the mountains anymore? I really don't know this."
"That's it...I understand, thank you sir."
"Just call me brother, hahahaha!"
Yun Zhongjun waved his hand, and the green smoke dispersed and disappeared into the earth.
Lin Su pursed her lips slightly, glanced at Miao Cuijiao, and then gently and without hindrance lay on the edge of the low table, letting a few strands of long hair fall from her ears, quietly lost in thought.
"Hey, what should I do to help the young master?"
…
'Senior Shen Nong is really... if he doesn't take action, he will surprise you when he does. '
In the Fengchun Temple, Wu Wan was lying paralyzed among a pile of building blocks and toys. The little figure in his arms was already sleeping soundly on his stomach, and his drool wet Wu Wan's robe.
This little guy Ming is really carefree.
Wu Wan quietly thought about the recent changes in the situation. The situation that had just cooled down between the Heavenly Palace and the Human Realm was boiling over again, but this time it was the gods in the Heavenly Palace who were uneasy.
He could feel that the eyes of those gods looking at him were a little more fearful and a little more thoughtful.
This is the work of Mr. Shennong.
Shennong's move was to remind Tiangong that the human realm must fight tooth and nail with Tiangong. Anyway, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes, and the worst is a dead end.
If the outcome cannot be changed, the deadlock cannot be broken.
That is waiting to be slaughtered in the human realm, and then forced to give birth to a new human emperor;
Or should he rush out, fight towards the Heavenly Palace, fight to kill more innate gods with a will to die, and then use his sacrifice to ignite the Fire Avenue, complete the replacement of the old and new human emperors, and give birth to a new human emperor?
The answer is definitely the latter.
Pushing the war to the territory of the innate gods is itself a protection of the creatures in the human realm.
The mournful soldiers will surely win.
Speaking of which, most of the gods are so "cheesy". They cannot hear good words or reason clearly. Only by showing the truth and fighting them desperately can they be shocked. Then change your attitude.
Wu Wan was not in a hurry. If he was impatient at this time, various accidents might occur.
It's time for him to learn to be more steady.
With help from outside and what happened with Chang'e before, it shouldn't be too far away for Di Kuang to come find him.
Wu Wan looked at the restriction in his body and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"Let that guy Yang Wudi spread the news. How is this guy doing?"
He also wanted to scheme against the Golden God.
Forget it, keep waiting. It's better to be quiet than to move at this time.
Wu Wan wrapped Xiao Ming's little body with his immortal power and carefully sent her to the soft bed. He also used a small technique to make the light breeze float around her body.
Then, he walked to the desk and took out from his sleeve a jade talisman that Hu Sheng gave him.
The content in the jade talisman was written by Hu Sheng, but the dictation came from Hu Sheng's nephew and a girl from the human realm.
【What do you think?
I have been worried a lot recently, not knowing whether Brother Wuwu is safe now in prison. Whenever I think about the scenes of my fellow practitioners in the past, my Taoist mind has its own irrepressible part.
Lan gets advice from an elder and finally understands that it is not easy for Wu Wang to have so many brothers. It is a difficult journey to make all sentient beings happy and the world less miserable. The great righteousness here is beyond Lan's reach.
Today, Lan will go to the southeast to spread the name of Brother Wuwu and publicize his good deeds, so as to gather his mind power and protect his body and soul.
Lan Ding will live up to the trust of his elders, go where he is loyal and righteous, and go where Brother Wuwang will go.
Brother Wuwang, please don’t worry about me. Everything is well in Lan, and the human realm is peaceful and happy. I remember that I didn’t know my brother’s responsibility and felt guilty.
I hope you will return safely, and I am willing to serve you with your beautiful face and blue silk hair.
Life in this world is not easy, but we hope we will never be apart.
Night, book in the bamboo forest at the gate of the mountain.
Xiaolan. 】
Wu Wan's fingers gently rubbed the communication jade talisman, feeling the fine lines with his fingers, as if he saw the girl who liked to wear a veil and frowned but insisted on standing in front of him.
Sighing softly, he kept the jade talisman close to his body and placed it in his heart.
In the southern region of the East China Sea, large ships sailed across the sky towards the southeast region.
The smoke is vast and the clouds are misty.
A beautiful figure, pure white clothes.
The elegant flute sound drifted from here, mixed into the wind, and floated to the distant world.
