"Let's go! We should be able to reach China before dark."
After Zhen Yuanzi finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and directly put Wuzhuang Temple and Wanshou Mountain into his sleeves.
The two of them flew eastward on the clouds.
Only now did Jiang Wenming truly see the true face of this world.
There are no high-tech products, and everything is full of primitive atmosphere. The pedestrians below are also dressed in ancient costumes.
He was not idle along the way, constantly asking Zhen Yuanzi about the situation in the world.
It's a pity that Zhen Yuanzi has been separated from the secular world for decades, and his knowledge is limited.
All I know is that China is lonely, being bullied wantonly by the surrounding countries, and many of its territories have been carved up.
When Jiang Wenming asked why this happened, where had the Chinese gods gone?
Zhen Yuanzi's words made him stunned for a long time.
"The gods who stayed behind lost their memories. Those who were lucky were taken in and their intelligence was re-enlightened. Those who were unlucky were like wild beasts, with only instincts and wandered outside."
"According to what you said, the gods who lost their memory should not be the only ones in China, right? Are other countries okay?"
"This is also the problem. Those gods have indeed lost their memory, but many of them were bewitched by evil spirits and took refuge with them.
You should be able to understand this. Those gods who have lost their memory are like a blank sheet of paper. No matter what others instill in them, they will accept it.
At the beginning, they just lost their memory and did not do anything extraordinary. But since the saint went to the "original land", everything has changed.
The evil spirits hidden in the Nine Provinces emerged one after another, leading the creatures controlled by them to start a war. There used to be a total of nine states in this world, but in just a hundred years, there are only five left now. "
"Is there no one who resists? Can't all the gods who have lost their memory be controlled by evil spirits?"
"When they first resisted, most of them were demons, because they had no brains, lost their memory, and returned to their instincts. Their strength had little impact, so they became the main force against the evil spirits."
"Ahem...Although the demon clan's intelligence is not as good as that of humans, it's still okay."
Jiang Wenming coughed twice and wanted to make a complaint.
I am the Demon King now. Isn’t it too much for you to say that the Demon Clan has no brains in front of me?
Zhen Yuanzi also reacted and said apologetically: "I didn't mean you, I meant those idiots who majored in the physical body."
"..."
But this time, he was wise enough not to humiliate himself.
"But later, those evil spirits felt that the demon clan was too troublesome to fight against, so they began to use various methods to discredit the demon clan, saying that they were barbaric and cruel, and isolated them first.
Then he controlled some low-level monsters and caused chaos everywhere, and then instigated others to take action in the name of subduing monsters and killing those monsters.
As time went by, the reputation of the demon clan became more and more bad, and eventually everyone shouted for beatings.
The territory of Shenzhou was also eroded bit by bit, various geomantic treasures were occupied, the dragon veins were cut off, and it was no longer able to resist. "
Somehow, a picture suddenly appeared in Jiang Wenming's mind.
It was a power map of the late Qing Dynasty that I saw in history class. A giant dragon was held down by various wild beasts, and you took one bite and I shared the food.
The current situation is very similar to that of that time. It was time for the country to be subjugated and the species to be exterminated.
"Alas, I thought China on the Divine Grace Continent was already miserable enough, but I didn't expect it to be even worse here."
Only through personal experience can you understand that a weak country has no diplomacy!
As a great man from the past life said, we have weapons not to hit anyone, but to tell others that if they want to bully us, we must be prepared to be beaten by us.
Only when your fists are hard enough can others reason with you calmly.
"Which countries have taken action against China?"
Jiang Wenming's tone was calm, like the sea before a storm.
"There are too many, I don't know. In short, if you kill anyone casually, there will be no unjust case."
Zhen Yuanzi thought for a while and finally shook his head.
"That's good!"
Jiang Wenming nodded and stopped talking.
Zhen Yuanzi glanced at him with some doubts, but found that he was unusually calm at this time, without any sign of anger.
"Aren't you angry?"
"Angry! But just leave things like anger and curses to the enemies. They need it more than me."
Jiang Wenming suddenly grinned, and a pair of golden wings spread out behind him, flying straight into the sky.
"Fire sun!"
As his words fell, clusters of flames emerged from his body, and in the blink of an eye they turned into a golden crow about ten meters in size.
The terrifying heat enveloped him, and the scorching flames illuminated the night like day.
Countless Chinese people walked out of their houses and looked at the sky.
"Didn't it just get dark? Why did it light up so quickly?"
"It's so hot! Why do you feel so hot?"
"Look, there's a bird above the sun."
"That's not a bird, it's a Golden Crow! The Golden Crow has appeared! Everyone, run away!"
"..."
Suddenly, the entire China began to panic.
Because they have heard the story of the Golden Crow, especially the appearance of the Golden Crow and the drought that scorched the earth, causing people to live in dire straits.
In order to discredit the demon clan, the demons basically blackened everyone who could be blackened, not to mention the nobles among demons like Jinwu.
Whenever the Golden Crow appears, the world will be destroyed, and any severe drought will be brought about by them.
The purpose is to make everyone resist the demon clan, especially the Golden Crow clan. After all, this is the clan of the demon emperor, the natural king.
"Boy, what are you doing? Stop now!
You are the Golden Crow!
If you release some flames at will, you can burn the entire earth. If you do this, China will instantly turn into a dead land.
Do you still think your karma is not important enough? "
Zhen Yuanzi was shocked when he saw Jiang Wenming suddenly going crazy, and he quickly scolded him.
He waved his sleeves in his hands, trying to block the heat radiating from him.
"It's precisely because I know that I have to do this. In troubled times, heavy rules should be used. Master, just watch with peace of mind. The show is about to begin."
Jiang Wenming spoke in a relaxed tone, but his eyes became increasingly cold.
"Let me see how many people still have warm blood!"
He turned into a sun and suspended in the sky, illuminating the entire China like daylight. Anyone within this range could see him.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Suddenly, several figures flew from below.
These people stepped on flying swords and looked at Jiang Wenming from a distance.
"You evil beast! You dare to disturb China. I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise you will be killed here today!"
One of the monks in white held a sword and glared at Jiang Wenming.
"Yes, it's a bit bloody, but it's a pity that it's too weak."
Jiang Wenming was not angry but happy that someone finally stood up.
He casually threw out the gold rope, tied up all the people, and threw them aside.
When Zhen Yuanzi saw the treasure in his hand, his eyelids twitched unconsciously. No wonder Jinxian dared to be so high-profile with his strength.
You've emptied all Taishang Laojun's fortune, right?
