Chapter 1046: Northland Revolution

In Phoenix City, the return of the old Shenhou was not a special accident. Fifty or sixty years had passed since his reincarnation. Counting the days, it was almost time to return, and the clan had already made some preparations for this.

The reincarnated martial artist has the foundation of the previous life. As long as the resources are sufficient, he will soon return to the state of the previous life.

When the old god returned, the Great Xia clan had already prepared resources, and after his return, he entered the retreat directly.

...

Recently, there has been a turmoil in the Great Desolation, and some powerful people have said that this is a major change that has never been seen since ancient times.

From the royal court to the ancient country can indeed be called a big change.

The meanings of the two different words are quite different. Long ago, there was the title of "country" on the Great Wilderness, Bo Guo, Hou Guo, etc., but these are all privately commensurate, and have not been officially recognized.

The emergence of Shang Kingdom and Cang Kingdom completely defined the meaning of "country".

The ancient country respected the religion of gods, which broke the pattern of the human race gathering luck since the birth of the human race.

...

In the eastern part of the wilderness, there are endless oceans and waters. This is the East China Sea, and this is the territory of the Dragon Clan. Even if there are people living on the islands in the East China Sea, it still depends on the face of the Dragon Clan.

No one knows how vast the ocean is in the eastern part of the Great Wilderness. Even the Dragon Clan can't see the whole picture. It is rumored that a real dragon of the Dragon Clan wants to peek at the border of the ocean. He has been heading east and then disappeared into the vast ocean.

In the depths of the blue sea and blue sky, an illusory figure walked on the waves, Wan Dao loomed and danced around him, and a divine beast imprinted in the Tao rhyme neighed.

Every step this figure takes, the surrounding scene will be spun, and it will span an unknown number of miles under one step.

Soon, the illusory figure came to a calm sea, slowly spread his palms, a little purple glow lit up, followed by flying to the sky, and then turned into a purple black bird, singing high-pitched, enveloping Countless purple divine flames fell into the sea water.

clatter~

All of a sudden, the sea in all directions created waves, and a huge whirlpool tens of thousands of miles long formed on the water surface, and then the whirlpool slowly stood up from the water surface, forming a whirlpool water gate tens of thousands of feet high, facing the illusory figure.

"You can live,

Come back to life. "

An old voice came from the vortex water gate.

"Haha~ Master Xuanwu, after hundreds of thousands of years, he is still so full of energy." Xu Ying let out a hearty smile.

"roll."

The old voice continued to come out from the large vortex gate, with a cold tone and no politeness at all.

After being scolded, Xu Ying didn't seem to be angry, and then said: "I'll let Master Xuanwu follow the ancestral precepts."

"roll."

The old voice still said a word, and then the vortex water gate, which was tens of thousands of miles in size, covered the illusory figure like the sky, and the world seemed to be completely destroyed at this moment.

The water was overturned, and when everything was calm, the phantom figure appeared on the water again, whispering softly, saying: "Master Xuanwu, the fate is in my longevity sect, I will come again next time."

After saying that, the illusory figure turned into dots of light and disappeared on the surface of the sea.

After a few breaths, a wave appeared on the calm sea, and then a slender, dark golden snake with dragon horns poked its head out of the water, looking down at the identical sea area around it.

"Fate is in the hands of humans, are you still human?"

The empty voice dissipated on the vast sea, and the snake disappeared on the sea.

...

In the far northern land, the extreme north of the Gonggong domain, on a mountain high into the sky, a divine tiger with gilded divine wings stands on the top of the mountain.

woo woo woo~

Aw~~~ woo~~

In the depths of the earth under the mountain, the black and yellow back land only respects the gods. Hearing the immature roar, he frowned, comforting himself, Shenhu is still young and young, and he will be very powerful when he grows up.

Aww~

On the top of the mountain, the Shenhu roared a few times, with a frustrated look on his face, a pitiful look in his big dark golden eyes, the divine wings on his back disappeared with a flash of divine light, he turned his head and ran towards the stone temple in the center of the mountain go.

In the stone hall, the silver-haired old man in a plain robe saw the tiger in his arms, showing a benevolent expression, stroked the tiger's head, and patted it lightly.

Shenhu rubbed his head against the old man's arm, whimpering.

"The power of luck of the Witch Command Royal Court over the years has been used to maintain the stability of the big cracks in the ground, so there is no luck for you to absorb."

"Woo~" Hearing the sound, Shenhu whimpered again.

Patting Shenhu again, the old man frowned slightly, his old face, which was already covered with wrinkles, was completely filled with ravines.

Under Shenyue is a desolate land, looking around, the mountains have turned into a bare piece for some reason, on the land, a man wearing a beast robe is walking.

The man was wearing a beast robe, and his body was still stained with the smell of mud and grass, just like the scattered people in the settlement.

In this way, he crossed the wilderness, set foot on the sacred mountain, and came to the outside of the stone palace.

"The king of men is here."

In the stone hall, the voice of the silver-haired old man came out.

"I've seen the witch sacrifice."

The man, that is, the King of Witches, spoke in a low voice outside.

"I have something to ask the witch priest to clarify."

"Let the king come in and tell."

Hearing the sound, the King of Witches entered the hall and saw the old man and Shenhu.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "This is the cub of the Holy Tiger's Cave, it's a pity that the Court of the Witch's Order is not lucky enough to support him."

Wu Ji nodded, and then said: "The only one left in the Holy Tiger's Cave, what does the king want to say to the old man when he comes here?"

"It's not enough to be afraid of the changes of the sky, the ancestors are not enough to follow the law, and the words of people are not enough to be sympathetic. I still hope the witch priest will solve my doubts. Is this sentence correct?"

The Witch King stared at the old Witch Ji with hope in his eyes.

At that time, he was just a member of a small clan in a remote place in the Gonggong area, and his ancestors had lived by the sky for several generations.

Later, he became the King of Witches.

All this is the old man in front of him.

In his eyes, the old man is full of wisdom, has gone through a long time, and knows the direction of the general trend of the world.

"right."

Regarding the question of Wuming Renwang, Wuji nodded, and then said: "The Chiming era has passed for more than 44,000 years, and there are Longhan and Yankang on the top, and there are even older ones on the top. In the age of time, after such a long time, everything is changing."

Having said that, Wu Ji looked at Wu Mingren Wang and said, "What do you think?"

"revolution."

"Hmm~" Wu Ji nodded and signaled Wu Mingrenwang to continue.

"Witch Ji, for more than 40,000 years, my shaman has occupied the two major regions of Gonggong and Guifang in the north. There are tens of billions of ethnic groups under my command. Only by relying on this kind of background can I suppress the underground people. Big crack."

Wu Mingren Wang frowned, sitting cross-legged in front of Wu Ji, without any cover.

"But for 40,000 years, the shaman's fate is nothing more than that. There is more than enough self-preservation and no aggressiveness. The great luck can only guarantee the stability of oneself.

To tell you the truth, I quietly sent people to the frontier, and the news they brought back surprised me.

Borderlands, the barren place where the sinners were exiled in the eyes of the world, even experienced demon chaos ten thousand years ago. The unification was completed in just a thousand years, and the human race prospered again. In a short period of time, it has regained nearly two hundred billions of ethnic blood.

I am curious and surprised by the development of Daxia, which has risen from the frontier barrenness. "

Speaking of this, the King of Witches' eyes flashed with confusion, and said: "Bianhuang destroyed the ancient tribal system of the human race, but it seems to have been reborn, and it has returned to such a grand situation in just a thousand years.

Could it be that the development of my witchcraft over the past tens of thousands of years has been wrong? "

"So you want to kill yourself?" Wu Ji looked at the king of Wu Ming and said, "How much is the king under Wu Ming's court?"

"There are fourteen kings and twenty-one kings."

The King of Witches replied honestly, of course, there should be hidden kings under the command of the King of Witches, but these are no longer under his control. For example, under this sacred mountain, there are kings sitting in command.

In addition, there are some hidden caves and holy places, these are places that listen to the tune but don't listen to the announcement, and the majesty of the royal court cannot be sprinkled on them.

"Hou Bu geometry?"

"Hakube geometry?"

Without waiting for the king to reply, Wu Ji asked: "Do you want to imitate the frontier system, do you want to kill all the ministries, or you, the king?"

Immediately, the King of Witches was silent.

He understands this.

The shamanism has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and the major tribes are deeply rooted. If they want to imitate the system of Bianhuang Daxia, they will reform the major tribes. I am afraid that he, the king, will really collapse.

but!

The tribal system is like a pyramid. The royal court is at the highest point and controls the large and small tribes below. The ordinary people who are the basis of the existence of luck are not directly controlled by the royal court.

The luck gathered by the royal court, after being distributed layer by layer by the Bobu, the Houbu, and the royal department, and gathered in the royal court, more than half of it has been consumed.

Ethnic base is a rigid condition, as in Bianhuang Daxia, how much luck is generated, and all of them are gathered in the clan. In layman's terms, there is no middleman to make the difference.

Witch life is not good, and there are tribes such as Wang Houbo in the middle, layer by layer.

With a certain base of luck, if Wang Ting wants to get more luck, he needs to optimize it in the middle process.

The best optimization is to optimize all the princes and princes in the middle like Bianhuang Daxia.

The Royal Court - the people!

There is no middleman to make the difference, even if there is some consumption in the middle, it is very little.

It's a pity that this kind of revolution, like the moon in the water in the mirror, seems impossible to be realized in the court of witches.

This was extremely uncomfortable for the Witch King.

So he came to Wuji to solve his doubts.

In his opinion, there is nothing in this world that a wise witch priest does not know.

"There's nothing I can do."

At this moment, Wu Ji shook his head lightly, and said: "Even if the power is good, there is still a limitless time."

"This~"

The Witch King had a bitter expression on his face.

On the contrary, Wu Ji nodded. He did not choose this king wrongly. Over the years, the king of Wu Ming worked hard and led the development of the court of Wu Ming.

It's a pity that even a human king will still feel powerless in the face of time.

"The witch priest solves doubts."

The witch ordered the king to bow, with piety in his eyes.

At this moment, Wu Ji still shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Even though I have lived for a long time, some things really cannot be changed. This is the general trend of the human race, and it cannot be achieved by humans, even if the martial arts are perfect.

Huang Huang is unstoppable. "

Hearing the sound, Wu Mingren Wang was startled, he caught the important information in Wu Ji's words.

The general trend of the human race?

Who can represent the general trend of the human race?

What is the general trend of the human race?

After hesitating for a moment, the King of Wuming said: "Wuji, you were the one who selected me from the small tribe in a remote place, told me that the sparrow should have great ambitions, and told me not to trust in fate, that's why I have today's success." Witch King."

Saying that, the witch ordered the king to get up, and his aura suddenly returned to a brilliant momentum, as if all the decadence on his body had dissipated.

"I don't believe in fate. I'm determined to die. I will use my own method, even if it's a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

After glancing at Wu Mingren Wang, Wu Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a wry smile, suddenly feeling old in his heart.

He stared blankly at the King of Witches leaving the stone palace, but he didn't make a sound to stop him after all.

He really wanted to see if the decaying royal court could be rejuvenated.

For more than 40,000 years, the upper and lower ministries of Wu Ming have been deeply rooted, especially the upper-level Hou and Wang ministries, which have monopolized the supply of resources within the entire royal court. For ordinary tribes, even one-tenth of the high-level resources can be obtained. Both are insufficient.

The large tribes, which accounted for less than one tens of thousands of the entire tribe, occupied more than nine-tenths of the total resources of the Wuming Royal Court.

It has been a long time, and no new Houbu has been born.

In fact, this kind of situation is not only in Wu Ming, but also in Da Yin, Da Cang, and Yaozu.

It's not that no one can see it, but the problem is that they are all vested interests. Who will raise the hoe to dig the soil under their feet, and it will be difficult for Wang Ting to do it, because this will push the tribe under his command to the opposite side.

Difficult!

...

Three months later, the edict of the shaman and royal court spread throughout the wilderness.

During the sacrificial ceremony in the royal court, the ghost tooth king's tribe offered impure copper, and the totem owner of the royal court was displeased with the king of ghosts. The human king issued an order to bind the ghost tooth king and go to the Great Crack of the Netherworld to suppress the ghost cave for ten thousand years.

However, this is not over yet, depriving the honor of the Guiya King's department, the Guiya King's subordinate areas are under the direct control of the Wangting, and a city is built on the site to gather scattered people, and the Wangting sends warriors to rule.

For a while, King Guiya became the first king to be taken down by the royal court for such a reason in the 40,000 years since the Chiming Era, which caused great turmoil in the wilderness.

...

Similarly, when this news reached Bianhuang, in the deepest part of the southern part of Bianhuang, Wulinjiao passed through the miasma, holding a small triangular flag in his hand, and was heading towards Daxia Phoenix City.

This time, he was ordered by the cave master to form an alliance with Da Xia.

ps Tomorrow I will take a day off. My wife’s uncle is critically ill. I want to go to see it. It’s too tiring to drive nearly a thousand kilometers back and forth, so I finally take the high-speed train. I go early in the morning and catch the last high-speed train in the afternoon. up.

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