Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 743: Tribal Assembly
Dongfanghong is rising.
On the Mount of Red Sun, the Primordial Golden Crow Spirit on the top of the giant mulberry uttered a high voice like a cloud. It spread its wings, opened its mouth, and swallowed deeply towards the red sun in the east.
The sky is rolling, and large tracts of flowing clouds converge in the direction of Chiyang Shenshan.
In the distant red sun, there is a faintly visible trace that is a hundred times smaller than a strand of hair, and only a hundred-foot-long red light flies out and is swallowed by the Golden Crow Essence. The translucent Golden Crow Jingpo screamed, full of anxiety and dissatisfaction.
Obviously, there is too little, too little, of the essence of the great sun flying out of the red sun.
While the Golden Crow Spirit was screaming, Wu Tie walked out of the crown of the primordial crown. He nodded to Gan Xiao, cut his palms with his nails, and pressed his **** palms heavily on the crown, and then began to recite an ancient mantra.
The blood infiltrated the Taichu Mian a little bit, and with Wu Tie’s singing, the Taichu Mian made a loud noise and began to shrink slowly. Gradually, the Taichu Mian had shrunk from a diameter of about ten thousand meters to the size of a fist, spitting out starlight, quietly floating above Wu Tie's palm.
"Taichu Mian, it's mine." Wu Tie smiled, and then a flash of light rushed out from the top of his head, rolled up Taichu Mian, and swept him into his body.
The height has shrunk a bit, nearly 10% of the power of the soul has been integrated into the back of the divine fetus of the magic body and divine body, and the jade disc with a diameter of tens of thousands of meters emits a bright light. On the edge of the jade plate, three thousand large lotus leaves and 84,000 small lotus leaves automatically swayed without wind, swaying large tracts of Taoist rhyme and ripples.
The jade disc is in the middle, and three large flower buds are shaking lightly.
One of the buds once swallowed Ou Yezi's Fucha Sword, and now it is conceiving a strange existence in it.
Taichu Mian was rude, and got directly into the middle bud. Streaks of strange power surged from the void, constantly being absorbed by the flower buds, and then injected into the Taichu crown.
An extremely low, extremely long breathing sound came from the bud.
Wutie felt the ease and joy of Taichu Mian. That feeling is like a traveler who has traveled tens of thousands of miles in the desert and is about to die of thirst and starvation. He suddenly found the oasis and broke a fruit. , A hearty swig of juice.
The aura of the Taichu Mian immediately lifted a little bit.
"Unexpectedly, you have done so many things, and you have such great virtues...It is my luck." Taichu Mian muttered in satisfaction: "Now, let me dissolve and absorb your whip Well. The materials are very good, but your refining methods are a bit too bad."
Wu Tie seemed to be able to see Tai Chumian's disgusting look on his face.
"Your method of refining, don’t say it is compared with those semi-holy refining masters I knew back then... You can’t even compare to their eighteenth-generation disciples. It’s terrible, it’s terrible. , It’s really a waste of good materials for this magic whip."
Wu Tie coughed dryly, took out the magic whip from his sleeve, and gently rubbed it for a while.
Beating the whip, Wu Tie has feelings for him, after all, he personally refined the treasure, and has always defeated the enemy, playing the whip has helped Wu Tie a lot.
But, as Taichu Mian said, the power of good materials, badly refined, and the power of scoring the whip, can no longer keep up with Wutie's fighting needs. Perhaps it is more meaningful to use him in exchange for Taichu Mian's wound healing.
Thinking of the prefectures in the northern border of the Martial Kingdom that were being madly attacked by the Xueyuan tribe, Wu Tie suddenly made up his mind. With a thought, he flew into the bud of the first crown by himself when he hit the whip.
There was a roar, and the purple golden aura was surging, and the entire jade disc became radiant and glowing.
The whip of the beating **** was shattered by the first crown with just a single blow, exploded into strands of the smallest particles, and lightly flew into the body of the crown. Seeing the countless spider web-like cracks on the surface of Taichu Crown began to heal, dozens of the smallest cracks were becoming lighter and lighter.
Wu Tie exhaled heavily, turned around, and smiled at Qian Xiao.
"Okay, now, let's continue to do serious business."
You can’t speak, Wu Tie walked out of the cave with his hands behind his back. As a result, Wu Tie discovered a very magical scene.
is definitely because of the relationship between Taichu Mian, when Wu Tie walked, he could clearly feel that his body seemed to be filled with running water. His body swept across these flowing waters, and there was a trace of ripples, large and small vortices, and then these ripples, these vortices, spread in all directions, affecting the entire world.
This kind of influence......
Wu Tie found a sentence in Lao Tie’s inherited knowledge inexplicably: "A butterfly in the primitive jungle in the south, inadvertently flapped its wings, and set off a devastating storm in the sea in the north... "
Space, time, and all the laws of the Great Dao are linked together through causal relationships in the dark.
Every decision and every action of Wutie will have a corresponding impact on other things in the world. These effects can be large or small, and they may be like a breeze, or they may destroy the country.
Wu Tie's whole mind was immersed in this wonderful feeling.
What he saw and felt became more and more strange. Gradually, the pictures he saw became a discontinuous picture scroll with black and white. Everyone collapsed into a flat picture, vividly embedded in the picture scroll.
Time, he showed his true colors in front of Wu Tie.
Wu Tie has a strange feeling. As long as he destroys a certain picture in this state, he can cause irreversible damage to certain people and things in the picture.
Moreover, it can be traced back.
Wu Tie walked towards the exit of this cave step by step, and he kept urging this strange ability to look forward to the scrolls that had appeared around Chiyang Shenshan.
When Wu Tie was about to reach the entrance of the cave, Wu Tie saw hundreds of gods with strong divine light descending from the sky, and rushed towards the Chiyang Mountain. Among those gods, Wu Tie saw the figure of an acquaintance-Aconitum.
That is definitely aconitum.
Aconitus who used to hook up with Ram Sansi, and the relationship is not clear.
Ram Sanxu was beheaded by Wu Tie, but Aconitum didn't know what to do, and he didn't come forward to uphold justice for Ram Sanxu.
Wu Tie calculated the time, which was probably more than ten thousand years ago.
That time, Chiyang Shenshan didn't know how to anger the gods, so the gods descended on a small team and launched a surprise attack on Chiyang Shenshan. However, under the freezing of the time of the first crown, and under the frenzied blow of the Golden Crow Spirit, this squad of gods suffered heavy casualties and fled back to the sky in a desperate manner.
"Aconitum!"
Wutie's hand was shining with black and white light. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the picture, then his palm flashed, and the picture was completely shattered.
shoots, and then nothing seems to happen.
Wu Tie looked around, and it seemed that nothing really happened.
shook his head, Wu Tie looked at his right hand a little puzzled, and then said in a deep voice: "Do serious things, Taichu Mian's miraculousness, you have to think about it more carefully."
Where Wu Tie did not know, Aconitum was practicing in retreat in his own palace.
Pieces of divine soul crystals, a pot of blood essence, just suspended by his side, constantly improving his strength, and constantly scouring his constant blood.
The blood is loosening, the strength is improving, the foundation is increasing, and the aconite can perceive its own progress every moment.
Then, an inexplicable blow came suddenly.
There was no sign or defense. Aconitum suddenly suffered a severe pain all over the body, and then the bones in the body broke into countless pieces. Hundreds of deep bone wounds appeared on the body, and a lot of blood surged. After coming out, it instantly stained a large area of the floor of his bedroom.
Aconitum let out a miserable cry, twitched and fell to the ground, and then screamed hysterically: "Help...Help..."
Tianwu City, the Aconitum blood clone who was standing in a secret house of the Gongyang clan gave a muffled hum, and the whole body was blown to pieces.
Except for the opening of Tianwu City, in Mu Continent, Aconitum cultivated dozens of other clones with its own blood, and dozens of clones located in various places in Mu Continent, all collapsed at the same time.
Dozens of divided spirits collapsed at the same time, and the pain struck, and the original spirit of Aconitum almost collapsed. He screamed in pain and fainted directly. Dozens of aconitum's henchmen rushed into his bedroom, looking at the severely injured and fainting aconitum at a loss, completely unable to figure out what happened.
a heavy blow, a terrifying blow.
came here inexplicably, Aconitum didn't understand what was going on at all, and the people of the Barbarian God clan didn't notice anything wrong.
Wu Tie didn't know the consequences of his sudden blow. He just stood on the top of the Chiyang God Mountain and looked at the huge ancient sang in front of him.
The Five Elements Taoist stood in front of the ancient mulberry, pressing his hands on the thick trunk of the ancient mulberry, and a trace of green wood continued to gush out from the Five Elements Taoist body and slowly penetrated into the ancient mulberry.
The Primordial Golden Crow Spirit, standing at the top of the tree, slowly lowered his head and looked at the Five Elements Taoist with a trace of doubt.
Five Elements Taoist muttered softly: "Wake up, wake up, I can feel you... wake up, wake up, listen to me..."
Wu Tie looked at the five-element Taoist who was trying to communicate with this ancient sang for a while, and threw his sleeves towards the dry owl: "Let’s get started."
Gan Xiao nodded, and then, a low bell sounded on the top of the Chiyang Shenshan, and it floated away in the wind, far away.
On the endless wild land in the south, three thousand ancestors of the God Realm sit in town. Among the most powerful tribes, when the bells on the top of Chiyang Shenshan rang, there were also melodious bronze bells ringing.
Among the three thousand tribes, there were horrified sounds, and then one after another escaped light into the sky, rushing towards the Red Sun Mountain.
When the bell rang, Gan Xiao’s father, the former chief eagle of Chiyang Shenshan, was squatting on his roof, holding a large bowl of lamb noodles in his hands, sweating profusely. .
The dry owl was born tall and burly, but the dry eagle was short and shriveled, especially a large bald head without a single hair. Under the shining red sun, the huge bald head fluttered red, and drips of sweat continued to flow down the scalp. Come down.
A large bowl of mutton noodles with at least two or two chili powder was eaten, and the dried eagle heard the bell.
raised his head, the dry eagle cursed with a sullen face: "Is that little-hybrid-kind back?"
Several old men wearing cyan double-breasted gowns with gloomy faces flashed out of the air. An extremely tall old man with a machete hanging from his waist said in a shameless manner: "It should be Well...this dog-mother-raised little-hybrid-breed."
Dry eagle smashed the sea bowl directly on the roof of his house, wiped the oily soup from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and then wiped the sweat on his scalp severely.
"He doesn't squat by the little-bitch-boy, and what does he come back to do? He also convenes a tribal meeting...Huh, what messy activities does he want to do?" Qian Jiu sullen his face, sinking. Said: "Let's go and see, sooner or later he will sell the Chiyang Shenshan property...sooner or later."
The old man with a scimitar hung around his waist looked at the dry eagle gloomily: "Back then, when you were born, I should have thrown you into a tank of suffocation."
The dry eagle jumped and cursed: "What's the matter with me?"
The old man glared at Dry Eagle viciously: "Who let you give birth to such a **** son?"
The dry eagle's face became dark, and he stared at the old man fiercely, raised his foot one step to the sky, and then another step, and fell directly into the mulberry forest at the foot of the mountain. On the roof of the great hall.
There are fires flying in all directions. For the masters of the gods, it is extremely easy for the masters of the gods to be hundreds of miles or thousands of miles in a flash, and even those who are good at escaping the magic can quickly travel thousands of miles. The ancestors of the 3,000 tribes of the God Realm rushed in, standing in mid-air, bowing their hands to the dried eagles.
After two quarters of an hour, there are more than 3,000 gods and ancestors from various tribes standing in the air, and talking to you and talking to the eagle.
Although Qian Xiao is the current mountain owner, Qian Xiao squatted all the year round in the God Kingdom of Fuxi to show his courtesy.
Now, it is Dry Eagle who is really responsible for the daily management of Chiyang Shenshan. Gan Xiao didn't really have a deep impression in the hearts of many tribe elders.
Dry eagle squatted on the roof deliberately, chatting with a group of old acquaintances about their tribes. This year there are so many more talented dolls in the clan, how many more animals have been added to the clan, where is another big mineral vein, and where is another innate spirit soldier.
Everyone was joking, and drooling all over the chat, for a moment forgot to enter the hall to discuss matters.
Finally, the gangster rushed out of the hall in a desperate manner, and shouted sharply: "What are you doing? Let the deity come in... the deity, there are important things to say."
Dry Eagle coughed heavily, and looked at Gan Xiao: "Are you back?"
Gan Xiao blinked his eyes~IndoMTL.com~ glanced at the dry eagle, and said dryly, "I'm back...well, I have something serious to say this time... it's good for us." /
Qianjiu laughed a few times, stood up, patted his butt, and said grinningly: "Come on, old brothers, listen, what can this kid do?"
In the huge hall that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, Gan Xiao sits on a throne carved out of a huge stone, and three thousand tribe ancestors sit in front of him, laughing and joking. Look at him.
"Tell everyone a good thing... The deity found a way, ready to take everyone to the north." Gan Xiao said with a smile: "To the north, there are big countries, very rich, outstanding people, really prosperous. A place of love and beauty. The little lady over there is very watery; the silk and satin over there, you have never seen it; there are superb wine, supreme food, and countless gold and silver jewelry..."
Qianjiu interrupted him: "Stop talking nonsense, good stuff, it won’t fall from the sky. These babies, little girls, etc., we all want... But, what are we going to give?"
Gan Xiao coughed: "The great country in the north is called the Kingdom of Wu. They are facing the invasion of the snowy fields in the north. We help them fight, and they pay us. It's that simple."
Inside the hall, there was silence for a while.
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