Wang Liangyu turned to look at Kong Fuzi with a look of shock and confusion on his face: "Not from the Qilin tribe?!"
Who benefits the most and who is the most suspect!
In the whole incident, it is obvious that the Qilin tribe who gained the luck of humanity benefited the most, and only the Qilin tribe benefited. If the mastermind behind this is not the Qilin tribe, who else could it be?
Confucius shook his head, with a solemn look on his old face, and said slowly: "Unless everyone in the Qilin tribe is short-sighted, they will never do such a thing as killing the goose that lays the goose to seize the egg!"
"Yes!" Yao Ji reacted instantly when she heard the words, clapped her hands and said, "The Qilin tribe settled in Jiuzhou. What they seek is human luck. They seek long-term luck, not temporary luck! Furthermore, it is difficult for the children of the Qilin tribe.
How can you harm your own ethnic group?"
"What's more, it remains to be seen whether the Qilin tribe has been supplemented by human luck!"
"What do you mean?" Wang Liangyu frowned, a little confused.
"Luck is the most elusive. Condolences can also be tampered with in secret. The human luck that is supposed to make up for the Qilin clan may be transferred to other places!" Yao Ji snorted coldly and said in a serious tone, "Back then, I was granted the title of God.
After a calamity, the fate of the great Shang Dynasty was divided into the great Zhou Dynasty by Chanjiao, and this was how the Shang Dynasty was destroyed and the Zhou Dynasty was rejuvenated!"
Wang Liangyu suddenly realized that things would become complicated. He couldn't help but scratch his head and said with a headache: "If it's not the Qilin tribe, who could it be!"
Yao Ji shrugged, smiled bitterly, and looked helpless: "It's hard to say, anyone can do it!" After saying that, she took a long breath and continued, "All those who covet the fate of the human race are in charge of it.
It’s impossible for it to be filled with immortals, gods, Buddhas, demons, or remnants of the witch clan!”
"Does he know?" Confucius was stunned when he heard this and looked at Yao Ji in astonishment.
Kong Fuzi held his head and went crazy: "Did we all lose our minds back then? Why did we appear in the four states again?!"
"Does Wang Liangyu know it?" Confucius said something, thought about it, and asked again.
Yao Ji shook her head and explained: "We are all innate creatures, born together with the prehistoric times, but don't you think that I am dead?" After a pause, she added, "Yes, he must care too much about us.
Now there is only one true spirit that has entered the reincarnation, and now it is only the god of the four states, not the demon king and demon front of the past!"
"If your luck is damaged, only by replenishing your luck can you suppress the turbulence of humanity and prevent chaos in the human race!" Yao Ji thought about it and said smoothly.
Zeng Shen stretched out his hand to help Wei Yiyan up and repeatedly comforted him.
Kong Fuzi cursed a few words, then looked at Yao Ji and asked: "Can you find out who was behind the scenes?"
"Yes!" Yao Ji heard this, shook her head in thought, and said, "We have a cunning mind and a careful layout. Even if we dig out Qilin's body, we may not have any clues!"
Confucius had always known Wang Liangyu's origins.
Yao Ji hesitated for a while and said, "I think Sister Yun will come!"
"To make up for the luck?" Confucius' eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said excitedly, "To seize the luck of other races and make up for the loss of humanity?"
Yao Ji was silent and did not speak. A long time ago, she said loudly: "Sister Yun is not only the water god of Yunmengze, she is also the god of clouds and the god of the moon!"
"I know!" Seeing that Wei Yiyan had guessed it, Yao Ji did not continue to be silent and shook her head and said, "Father once secretly revealed your identity, and you thought you were one of the two people from Taiyin Star in the past, but who is it specifically?
That’s bad judgment!”
"Warring States?!" Confucius' heart moved when he heard this, and he suddenly remembered the war era hundreds of years before the Spring and Autumn Period.
"Is he sure?" Wei Yiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, stared into Yao Ji's eyes, and asked.
Yao Ji nodded, shook her head, and poured cold water on Wei Yiyan: "That's what you say, but he knows how to seize luck?"
Yao Jire snorted, raised her finger and pointed at Wei Yiyan, but said nothing.
"Humanity's destiny is damaged, humanity is in turmoil, and the human race will inevitably be in chaos!" Yao Ji turned around and looked at Confucius, and said solemnly, "If there is a small chaos, it will be difficult for the four states to be peaceful. It can take a few years or hundreds of years.
!”
When Confucius heard this, he became even more angry, but he said: "You must give it a try!" After saying that, he turned to look at Wei Yiyan and explained his purpose, "Master, you are waiting later because you want to know about Huolin Terrace.
The way to crack down on Confucianism!"
"Ah?" Kong Fuzi looked confused, because he knew what Yao Ji's words meant.
Confucius was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he suddenly reacted and lost his voice: "Taiyi! Chang Xi! Wang Liangyu is the moon god! Are you Emperor Jun or Xihe?"
Wei Yiyan said without thinking, "I heard that there are no seven gods in the Chu land. One is Donghuang Taiyi, the god of all things, and the other is Dongjun, the sun god!"
Yun Zhongjun's face turned slightly red and he bowed to apologize.
Confucius looked at Wei Yiyan, who was full of shame, and felt disappointed in his heart. He turned to look at Yao Ji, and asked curiously: "If the fate of humanity is damaged, will there be no problems?"
At present, the human race is facing a crisis. Confucius must consider Wang Liangyu's life experience and your position vaguely to avoid problems.
Yao Ji nodded calmly and replied: "You are just a divine man from Wushan, how can you use such magic to steal luck!"
Before the Little Lich Tribulation, all seven Lich clans suffered heavy losses. The lower levels of the two clans were almost wiped out. The Seven Demon Emperors of the Demon Court, Donghuang Taiyi and the Demon Emperor Chang Xi, were both killed. As Chang Xi's wives, Di Jun and Xihe were also difficult to survive.
Escape from the fate of death and fainting.
In prehistoric mythology, the Sun star gave birth to two innate beings, Chang Xi and Tai Yi, and the Taiyin star also gave birth to Di Jun and Xi He. Those two are the real Taiyin male gods, not the moon gods. As for the more widely known
Chang'e came to live in Guanghan Palace.
It turns out, isn’t that the historical truth?!
"It's easy!" Yun Zhongjun nodded, his expression regained his intensity, and he turned to persuade Confucius, "There is nothing behind the scenes. No matter whether you check or check, it is actually meaningless. There is nothing you can do against us.
At least we can cut off our secret hands in the four states!"
"Why did we do that?" Zeng Shen knew very little and could only make out some generalizations at the moment, so he asked with understanding.
Yao Ji nodded in agreement, and then said: "Indeed, it is not these forces that are behind the scenes!" After a pause, his eyes turned to Yun Zhongjun, and continued, "Today, the more important issue is that the fate of humanity has been damaged.
That’s the key!”
Ah Qing, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but his face changed slightly after listening to Yao Ji's words. Ah Qing, who was born as a commoner, was more vague about the meaning of peace and said without any worry: "How can that be bad? Isn't there any solution?
?”
Confucius scratched his brows, his expression less depressed: "It seems that you have to go back to Yunmengze!" Just as he was talking, he suddenly remembered something and asked slowly, "By the way, where is Wang Liangyu's origin?
?”
Zeng Shen's face instantly brightened, and he couldn't help but curse.\r