"The candle shadow seals the God of Zhongshan, and the palm alternates between day and night, and the four seasons of wind and rain."
"Houtu named the earth god as the god of the country and was in charge of the growth of the earth's creatures."
"Jumang is the God of Spring, the Lord of the East, the vitality of all races, and the God of Wood."
"Zhu Rong is the God of Summer, the Lord of the South, the warmth of heaven and earth, and the God of Fire."
"Xuan Ming is the God of Winter, who rules the north, controls the severe cold of heaven and earth, and is also the God of the Sea."
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On Penglai Island, Huang Long looked at the information in his hand with a curious expression on his face.
It’s not surprising that the Twelve Demon Gods seized this opportunity to attack Heaven.
It’s not surprising that Emperor Juntai was not beaten to death.
But Emperor Juntai escaped, and then the twelve demon gods started fighting among themselves, and the five gods really became gods. This is very strange!
Although, in ancient mythology, the God of Zhongshan, the God of Earth, the God of Spring, the God of Summer, and the God of Winter are indeed these five.
In addition, there are also gods of the West, including the god of autumn, the god of gold, and the god of water, Gonggong.
But isn’t this a prehistoric time?
So, is it really possible to have gods from the five directions?
"What are you thinking about? Emperor Juntai escaped, and it has no effect on you. No matter who it is, they can't control us anyway." Behind Huang Long, the Queen Mother of the West with her bare feet was lying on the cloud bed, beside her
With a jug of wine, her temperament is lazy and mature, and with her curvy and exquisite body, she is unrivaled in elegance.
"Under the overthrow of the nest, An's eggs are intact. Once there is a complete war, a calamity will come. At that time, the cause and effect of heaven and earth will be obscured. Even Sister may not be able to protect me, so I have to be careful as a person." Huang Long said.
Holy, theoretically speaking, omniscient and omnipotent.
But the premise is that there is only one saint.
If there are two, then there is a paradox.
And when the calamity officially breaks out, obviously my sister will not be the only saint.
Therefore, when the time comes, everything will really break out.
"Even if you don't count Sister Nuwa, just talk about Sanqing, Fuxi, me, and the five of you will protect you. Even if there is any catastrophe, you will be safe. Besides, it is still very early before the catastrophe of heaven and earth is like this.
You can completely stay out of it." Queen Mother Xi smiled nonchalantly.
"Then if I go down to do something, will you accompany me?" Huang Long said.
"Okay. I think West Kunlun is too deserted. If you say so, I will do it." Queen Mother Xi said without hesitation.
"I won't let you be left alone." Huang Long smiled slightly. Fuxi had almost completed the recruitment of Peng Laixian. He didn't have much to do in taking them back to the human race.
After all, his family knows his own affairs. As a time traveler, he makes plans, determines the general direction, and provides first-class ideological education.
But in actual practice, compared with Fuxi and others, there is no advantage at all.
So what follows is the story of the human race’s continuous self-improvement.
What he can do is to continue to bring the boss to the human race.
Of course, the first priority is to go to the master to receive the punishment.
However, it is said that the master is traveling around and may not have returned to Kunlun yet, so maybe he can still hang out for a while.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Brother Fuxi brings Kunpeng to see you."
While chatting, the Blue Bird Fairy came over.
"Kunpeng?"
Huanglong was shocked when he heard this, looked at Queen Mother of the West and said, "Do you know her?"
"I'm not familiar with it. I'll look for you." Queen Mother Xi said.
"Oh, see you then." Huang Long said casually.
The blue bird nodded and immediately turned around to greet him.
The cloud bed under the Queen Mother of the West changes, and the aura around her body changes from laziness to majesty, like a phoenix in the sky, looking down at the world.
Not long after, Fuxi and Kunpeng were attracted by bluebirds.
Huang Long glanced past Fuxi, sizing up Kunpeng behind him, the Lord of the Northern Dark Ocean and the fastest space power in the world.
If Taiyi's Donghuang Bell hadn't been able to suppress space, he might not have been able to be admitted to Heaven.
Wearing a robe as black as ink without any trace of color, it is bottomless and bottomless, like the vast ocean. Her long hair falls naturally without standing up, like a madman from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, with a carefree charm.
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As for appearance, I don't care about it the least, but it is also outstanding.
"Yuxu Huanglong, I have met senior Kunpeng, but I don't know why he is here." Huanglong said.
"I have something to ask of you. I heard that Nanhua's name is in the Book of Heaven, and I beg you Taoist friends to erase his name." Kunpeng cupped his hands and said.
"Nanhua?" Huang Long had a look of surprise on his face. Nanhua, one of the three top leaders under the command of Duke Dong.
During the war a few days ago, he was killed.
But it was after Dong Wanggong was resurrected and died among the immortals, so there was no resurrection. Now there is a little true spirit waiting for resurrection in the long river of time.
I just didn’t expect that Kunpeng would come to intercede.
It is rumored that Kunpeng is withdrawn, cold and ruthless, and has always been a loner. It seems that this is not entirely true.
"Yes. I also know that this move may cause difficulties for fellow Taoists, but I can guarantee that Nan Hua will be resurrected in the future and will not cause trouble to fellow Taoists. And in exchange, I am willing to use space perception in exchange." Kunpeng said.
Huang Long looked sideways. Kunpeng's understanding of the laws of space is worth an innate spiritual treasure. After all, Kunpeng is really among the top ones on the avenue of space.
I didn’t expect the friendship to be so good.
By the way, Nanhua.
This seems to be another name for Zhuangzi.
The only record of Kunpeng in later generations only appeared in Zhuangzi's Xiaoyaoyou.
This seems reasonable.
However, in the ancient times, Zhuangzi seemed to be his only future direct disciple, Master Xuandu, after his great uncle.
Speaking of this eldest disciple, Huang Long also checked it.
It is recognized that Master Xuandu is from the human race.
So right after the human race was created, he checked to see if he could find the future disciple of the human sect in advance and establish a good relationship with him in advance.
As for how to call each other in the future, that is a matter for the future.
But after checking for a long time, no one was found.
Now think about it...
Could it be because Nan Hua is not dead yet, so he has not been reincarnated into the human race?
In other words, did I indirectly kill the future Senior Brother of the Human Cult in his previous life?
You probably won’t hold grudges.
"Promise, although your Tao is different from Kunpeng's Tao, the Space Tao that Kunpeng cultivates can save you a lot of detours. And you won't really consume your luck to resurrect Nanhua. There is no need to fight with Kunpeng.
Make enemies." Seeing Huang Long's hesitation, Fuxi didn't know what Huang Long meant, so he sent a message saying that in fact, he could do this alone. After all, the list of gods is in his hands now, but he wanted Huang Long to do it to give Kunpeng a favor.
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"Okay." Huanglong reacted, smiled and said to Kunpeng, then took out the list of gods from Fuxi, and used his spiritual power to eliminate Nanhua's name.
Those whose names are on the list of gods are considered to be prepared gods.
When you're alive, it doesn't matter.
The magic whip will hurt them, but not too much. It is equivalent to a powerful magic weapon.
But dying and then being resurrected is different.
The magic whip is a perfect way to restrain them. Just like that day, Huanglong just took it out and a group of gods couldn't hold it.
So I understand why Kunpeng came in such a hurry.
Once you erase your name and want to add it again, you need your consent.
At least, that's the case for now in Huang Long's hands.
As for why the three elders of his family can fill in the names of his disciples on the future list of gods, Huang Long can only attribute it to the fact that saints have great authority and can modify the rules.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Seeing that his goal was achieved, Kunpeng breathed a sigh of relief and saluted Huanglong. Then he passed on his Taoist insights to Huanglong as instructed, and then said goodbye to Fuxi, Huanglong and the others.
"I didn't expect him to be such a person." Huang Long sighed.
"Beiming Kunpeng was once the most carefree existence in this world." Fuxi said.
"So, brother, can you track him?" Huang Long asked.
"What's wrong?" Fuxi asked in confusion.
"If you can, it's best to track it down. Because Sister Nuwa takes action this time, the cultivators in the world must be more eager for the Hongmeng Purple Energy. I have killed another wave of senior Hongyun. And who can really catch up?
Senior Hongyun, then he should be the fastest Kunpeng." Huang Long said.
According to the original trajectory, Hongyun was crippled by Kunpeng.
"Hongyun wants to become a saint and master Hongmeng Purple Qi. This is a catastrophe that he must go through and has nothing to do with you. However, you can make some observations. After all, if Hongyun is missing from this world, it will really be a lot darker.
." Fuxi muttered to himself.
"Well, it would be best if we could get in touch with Sister Nuwa." Huang Long said. After living in the wilderness for so long, Hongyun was the most special among all the people he had met. He could be called an idealist.<
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Huang Long can't do this for such a person, but Huang Long really doesn't want such a monk to die.
If I could live and attain enlightenment again, the world would be better.
Of course, take a step back, if you still want to die.
If Sister Nuwa takes action, maybe she can get Hongmeng Ziqi over.
When the time comes, for Brother Fuxi, there will be more than just four saints behind me in the future.
"I know in my heart that if I can contact the girl, I will contact her. Don't think about it now and be more confident." Fuxi looked at Huanglong meaningfully. I specifically asked Qingniao to come in and report. Isn't it because I was afraid of seeing something I shouldn't have seen?
Did you watch it?
As a result, you really don’t seem to be interrupting any of your good deeds.
So what are you doing?
The opportunity given to you is useless.
Huang Long raised his brows slightly, wondering secretly whether Fuxi had been taking care of too many things recently and was a bit out of his mind?
I was about to send the list of gods back, when I saw a name on the list of gods, I was suddenly stunned.
Burn the lamp!
He is actually up there too.
And he’s not dead yet?
It’s true that he was bound to lose the battle, but he managed to run without any injuries.
This chapter has been completed!