Alone in the Jumang tribe.
To be honest, Huang Long was very panicked.
In particular, Fuxi and Nuwa had just retreated and saw green light surging in the eastern sky, reflecting the heavens. In the light, a middle-aged man with a gentle face stepped out of two green snakes.
Jumang!
"Hey! Taihao and Feng Lixi are not here."
Ju Mang looked around in confusion, then his eyes fell on Huang Long, and smiled: "Boy, where are you from? How come I haven't seen you before on weekdays?"
"Back to the leader, I am Da Hao, a disciple of Teacher Tai Hao and Teacher Feng Lixi. Teacher Tai Hao and Teacher Feng Lixi have gained enlightenment and have gone into seclusion. Now let me be responsible for some witchcraft matters." Huang Long said seriously.
"Really? Daluo's cultivation level is also fine. Whatever Taihao approves, I, Jumang, approves." Jumang glanced at Fuxi and Nuwa's light group, which was shining with Taihao's aura, and patted Huanglong with a smile.
on the shoulder, "Come, sit down. Don't be restrained, and don't be deceived by the reputations outside. Those who are recruited are only a few. Most of us descendants of Pangu are like me, willing to coexist peacefully with all races. Being strong is to protect
The heaven and earth left behind by Father God, and the battles between heaven and earth, are all misunderstandings of us by other races. Can we still destroy the body of Father God?"
"Yes." Huang Long agreed with a smile, but he was unexpectedly kind.
But, are you sure that they are in the minority?
Although you are ranked second among the twelve demon gods, you are only ranked third.
You are your brother, but the problem is Jin Kemu.
Among the twelve demon gods, your combat ability seems to be the worst.
However, Piao Shou believes in the supremacy of strength. Piao Shou has always wanted to usurp the throne and become the second best through strength.
Huang Long thought that the reason why the Jumang tribe could develop sorcery so quickly was because the Jumang tribe was the weakest.
"Come, sit down, let's have a good talk, don't be formal. I originally came to see your teacher, but when I saw that you were the same, I wanted to give you a good meal." As Ju Mang spoke, he took it upon himself to conjure up some tea.
The cakes came, and then I started to make tea, and suddenly there was a long and refreshing fragrance.
"This is a good tea from West Kunlun. It is not available outside. If it weren't for the good relationship between Qingniao and I, we wouldn't have this tea. Try it and it will promote your practice." Gou Mang said.
"Yes." Huang Long pretended to be respectful and took it. It seemed that he taught Qingniao how to make it.
It is specially used to sober up and prevent Queen Mother of the West from going crazy.
Besides, this isn’t the best tea either.
"That's right. It's a pity that they had a bad relationship with the Queen Mother of the West last time. Otherwise, there would be many more of these things. Why bother? We don't have any conflicts. There are many evil beasts doing evil, so why let the evil beasts go free?
If you don't want the beast, why don't you have to go to West Kunlun?" Ju Mang said.
Huang Long doesn't know Gou Mang's temper and doesn't know how to deal with it, but this old man is very talkative.
"However, it's been okay recently. The relationship between us has eased recently. The East Prince wants to ask for a kiss from the Queen Mother of the West, but the Queen Mother of the West is willing to be friends with us." Gou Mang said.
"The Prince of the East wants to kiss the Queen Mother of the West?" Huang Long raised his eyebrows. He had never heard of this news.
"Yes, for the sake of Hongmeng Ziqi, Emperor Jun and others are ready to move against Hongyun. Duke Dong took the opportunity to join forces with Zhen Yuanzi and planned to marry the Queen Mother of the West and join forces." Gou Mang said.
"The toad wants to eat swan meat." Huang Long said, a man who was about to be beaten to death by Donghuang Taiyi was still dancing like this?
You're dead and you still want to drag people into trouble?
No, I have to find a chance to talk to the Queen Mother of the West. I absolutely cannot agree.
"Well said, let's have a drink. I hate that guy Dong Wanggong. He is usually arty and elegant. He wants strength but not strength, and he wants magnanimity but not magnanimity. He is far from Taiyi Fuxi. If Taozu hadn't made him the first male immortal,
Who knows him?" Gou Mang said disdainfully and touched Huang Long.
"What the leader said is that he deserves to be called Mu Gong. The leader of Mu should be the leader." Huang Long agreed immediately and suddenly found a common topic.
Dongfang Mude, Dongwanggong is also called Mugong.
"I don't take him seriously. It's just that Fuxi's cultivation is still higher than mine. After a while, after my cultivation improves and I can control the wind and thunder, I will compete with Fuxi to see who is the best.
"Your honor." Jumang said disdainfully.
"Yeah. That's right." Huang Long nodded and thought to himself. Sure enough, these colleagues are either confidants or enemies. Fuxi, Dongwanggong, and Goumang all belong to Mu De, but this relationship is completely different.
Looking at Huang Long who responded, Gou Mang nodded slightly. He believed in Fuxi, and also believed in Fuxi's people, so he loved the house and the bird, but his attitude was different.
Moreover, he found that this boy could keep chatting with him, which was really good. Except for Xing Lang, everyone in the tribe was boring and it was difficult to chat with him, so he often came to Taihao.
Looks good.
In this way, Huanglong spent his first day in the Jumang tribe.
And began his life in the Jumang tribe.
He was initially uneasy, but after chatting with Jumang for three days, he suddenly felt that this was it, and began to live in the Jumang tribe.
In the first ten years, he was very anxious.
I am out of tune with this blog and am afraid of being discovered.
But later, he discovered that different tribes seemed to have different interests entangled with each other.
With the help of Xing Lang, he became a respected great shaman of the Jumang tribe.
……
In the second decade, he began to calm down.
Dealing with the tribe's affairs calmly, he found that the great witch was very respected in the tribe.
He is a pioneer of wisdom and a leader of civilization.
Everyone came to him for mediation when they had something to do. The more mediation he did, the more authority he gained.
The second aunt next door likes to introduce people to him.
The person introduced was two feet tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, and not very handsome, which made Huang Long feel helpless.
……
In the third decade, he began to get used to it.
He began to perfect the Gumang tribe's recipes.
Perfect the way of immortal food and discover dozens of delicious flavors from the same thing.
It can also promote spiritual practice, so Gou Mang happily gave him a drop of his own blood.
……
In the fourth decade, he fell in love with this place.
Xing Lang, who introduced him, has a child.
After giving birth to a son and asking him to name him, he looked through the information left by Nuwa and found that Fuxi had already chosen a name, Xingtian.
After knowing the name, he decisively held the child in his hands and kept touching his head.
……
In the fifth decade, he began to build.
Take everyone out to hunt, strengthen your body, and arrange your troops.
Hunt monsters and conquer races that are willing to surrender.
Establish the recipe of the Pangu people who do not eat.
……
In the sixth decade, he increased his efforts.
Arrange the tribes that surrender and build the formation.
Give full play to the strengths of the ethnic group and cultivate it first-hand, and practice the witchcraft of the newly submitted ethnic group.
If you are not sure about anything, ask Dahao.
……
In the seventh decade, he reformed the system of the Jumang tribe.
Establish a good hunting system and internal distribution system for the Jumang tribe.
Establish a points system, reform the official system, and open up new paths.
Achieved population growth.
……
In the eighth decade, he began to lose himself among the witchcraft.
I started to have a third home in Honghuang.
The Houtu tribe sent people to ask him to teach as a model.
A man named Ksitigarbha wanted to come to learn from the scriptures.
……
In the ninth decade, oh, Fuxi came out!
Seeing Fuxi finally coming out of seclusion, Huang Long looked happy and stepped forward to greet him.
Fuxi was also happy to have achieved a breakthrough in cultivation. He was about to talk to Huang Long when he suddenly heard a "big witch" sound. He turned around and looked at Xing Lang rushing towards him. He couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face and said, "You want to see me if you have anything to do?"
This guy rushes every time.
"Huh? High Priest Taihao, you are out of seclusion. I'm glad to congratulate you. But I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for the Great Witch Dahao."
Ah, what should we do? Xingtian, that bastard, is not very good at cultural examinations, can he be your disciple? You have to think of a way, he wants you to be his godfather!"
Fuxi:???
This chapter has been completed!