Such a huge power immediately attracted the attention of the entire prehistoric world, and countless creatures looked towards the Chaos Pearl above the nine heavens.
Zhang Qian stepped forward in the void, walking towards the Chaos Bead step by step, until he was submerged inside the Chaos Bead. He mobilized the power of the entire chaotic world inside, blessed his own Taoist sound, and let his Taoist sound spread throughout the prehistoric world.
"I am fortunate to have inherited the memory of Pangu in Shouyang Mountain. I have the Nine-turn Xuanyuan Gong of Pangu's wonderful method in my hands. I want to do some merit. After three months, I will preach the Pangu's wonderful method in Tangting Mountain in the north to benefit all beings in the world. Anyone who is willing can do it. Come and listen!”
His mighty voice spread through the infinite void to all parts of the ancient world, ringing in the ears of countless living beings.
He didn't talk about those who are destined, but said those who are willing. After all, the Nine Turns of Mysterious Yuan Gong he is going to explain is an extremely vicious mystical art that hides a terrible plan. Naturally, he hopes that more people will come to listen to the teachings and the more he will do it. good.
If it were someone else, after obtaining the Nine-turn Xuanyuan Gong, he might use it as a basis to worship heaven and establish a Taoism, and create a Taoism. But Zhang Qian never thought about establishing a Taoism, especially after secretly stealing the origin of the ancient world. Let alone establish your own orthodoxy.
Any Taoist party is a force that has entered the eyes of heaven. If he has entered the eyes of heaven, maybe at some point, the secret of stealing the origin of the ancient world will be leaked.
Compared to stealing the origin of the ancient world, what is a mere Taoism?
His goal is to plunder all the origins of the prehistoric world, support his own medium-sized world, and make the medium-sized world become an origin world that is even larger than the prehistoric world.
"He actually wants to preach?"
Zulong, who returned to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, frowned when he heard Zhang Qian's voice. He didn't believe Zhang Qian's words at first. If anyone got Pangu's inherited memory, wouldn't they have to be careful not to let outsiders know?
But what happened to Zhang Qian?
"Is he so generous? No, there must be something weird in this!"
Zhulong agreed from the side.
"Huh, there is something weird for sure. With Zhang Qian's temperament, how could he do something that is not beneficial? He wants to preach about the ancient times and Pangu Avenue in Tangting Mountain. He obviously has an ulterior purpose."
"The key now is, should we go and listen to the lecture?"
"Listen to the lecture?" Zulong hesitated. He still didn't want to lose face, but he was also very curious about what Zhang Qian was going to explain about Pangu. "It's okay to listen. After all, it's Pangu Avenue. But you must not listen to his lecture then." Tao, he turned to other methods. When the man from Styx listened to Wanwuyi's sermon, he directly turned to other heretical ways. In a short period of time, he did get great benefits. What now? Pangu's true form. If you leave, the side door will be immediately destroyed and you will become a member of the demonic path. Styx will always be restrained by the witch clan in the future."
Thinking of the lesson learned by Ancestor Styx, Zulong gave instructions with a solemn expression.
"Don't worry, I'm not a fool, how could I easily follow the old path of Styx."
Zhulong didn't care.
Not only Zulong and others were muttering, but other great masters also didn't understand what Zhang Qian was doing. After receiving Pangu's inherited memory, shouldn't he hide in the Zhongji world to meditate and practice Pangu Avenue?
The Pangu Sanqings of Kunlun Mountain were also interested. They were transformed by the Pangu Yuanshen, and the Qingyun handover between them could embody the complete Pangu inheritance. Even so, they were still concerned about the Pangu Dao that Zhang Qian wanted to explain. I am extremely interested and want to know how the Pangu inheritance memory Zhang Qian obtained is different from his own inheritance memory.
These are still these innate great gods, but the monks from all over the prehistoric world are different. When they heard that Zhang Qian was going to explain the Pangu Avenue, they were immediately moved. This was not the first time he preached about the prehistoric world. There was nothing before him, and many prehistoric creatures were I heard Wanwuyi preach.
Now that they knew that Zhang Qian was also going to preach, they all thought that Zhang Qian was going to imitate Wan Wuyi and prepare to create his own Taoism after preaching.
Therefore, they did not have any precautions. They only thought that this was the prelude to Zhang Qian's sacrifice to heaven and established Taoism. In this case, they could not let go of the opportunity to understand Pangu Dao no matter what.
The moment Zhang Qian's voice fell, countless rays of light rose up from all over the wilderness and flew rapidly towards the wilderness of the north.
Zhang Qian agreed to give his sermon after three months. This period of time seems very long, but in fact only those with good cultivation can fly to the wilderness of the north and to Tangting Mountain during this period of time.
And this was also the selection process for Zhang Qian. In three months, he could not even fly to Tangting Mountain, and he was not qualified to be sacrificed and refined into a puppet god and demon.
He was preparing his sermon step by step in Tangting Mountain, but the Wu tribe at the foot of Buzhou Mountain started arguing.
"The death of the eldest brother is the biggest bad news for our Wu Clan. Although the side sect is buried with the eldest brother, it is a bit easier for them! The most important thing now is to choose a new leader and lead our Wu Clan to continue on. We are waiting for Descendants of Father God’s bloodline, our clan is destined to dominate this world, who do you think can take on this great responsibility?”
The voice of the ancestral witch Houtu sounded in the Pangu Temple.
Twelve ancestral witches were listed around her, and behind them was the vast blood pool of the Creation tribe, and above the blood pool there was a huge purple-gold skull floating there, which was the skull of Pangu.
After returning to Pangu Temple, the Twelve Ancestral Witches immediately placed Pangu's skull in the temple, suspended it above the creation blood pool, and connected the blood pool to the skull, so that the power of the skull could be used to speed up the creation of the people.
And this is indeed the case. Since it was placed in the skull, the speed at which the blood pool created the witch clan shocked even the twelve ancestral witches.
"Hmph, who else can I choose? I, Zhu Rong, will definitely do my job!"
As soon as Hou Tu finished speaking, Zhu Rong spoke impatiently.
"What a joke, what qualifications do you, Zhu Rong, have to become the leader of our clan? In terms of combat power, you are not the strongest. In terms of brains and means, you only know how to act recklessly. If you become the leader of our clan, our clan will be destroyed sooner or later!"
"Gonggong, what did you say? Are you dissatisfied?!"
When Zhu Rong heard what Gonggong said, he immediately jumped up and looked like he was about to take action. In the past, when Di Jiang was still there, he could suppress Zhu Rong's fiery temper. Now that Di Jiang is gone, no one can suppress him anymore. .
In fact, among the ancestral witches, no one is convinced by the other. They seem to be in harmony because Di Jiang is here. Without Di Jiang, no matter who becomes the new leader among these ancestral witches, there will always be people who are dissatisfied.
"Should I wait for a fight to decide? So good, who will be my opponent?"
An extremely cold voice sounded, and it was the ancestral wizard Xuan Ming.
"Come here, I will be your opponent!"
Qiang Liang suddenly stood up, eager to try.
Qiang Yi on the side rolled his eyes and watched this scene quietly without making a sound. He knew that even if Di Jiang died, he was not a brother or sister born with these ancestral witches, but there was no such affection. Le He just wanted to watch the excitement, but for the sake of the Twelve Capital Gods Formation, everyone would not treat him badly.
Through the perspective of a strong barbarian, Zhang Qian clearly saw everything that happened in the Pangu Temple. When he saw a group of ancestral witches arguing, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Without Dijiang, the witch clan has become a piece of loose sand." , no matter who becomes the new leader in the end, the Wu Clan will never be able to go back to its past."