Chapter 1376 Two Hundred Years of History

The mountains and rivers are silent, and the years are long. When a generation of Tianjiao passes away, a new Tianjiao will be born.

In the battle of the ancestral court, Mu Xiantian's vitality was severely injured, Tian also disappeared, the black and white emperors returned to Ziwei, and the ancestral court was also dilapidated.

Less than 10% of the gods and demons survived in the ancestral court, and many of them who were on the list of future emperors also died in the war. Mu Xiantian's army of heaven and the army of gods and demons in the ancient universe also suffered heavy casualties, but in comparison, they were a little bit better than Zuting, but not much better.

Neither side has the power to launch a war to destroy the other side. After this catastrophe, the ancient existences fell silent, and only some newcomers were still very active, giving the depressed universe a few touches of bright greenery.

As for the sky, it was surprisingly quiet. It should be the attack on the ancestral court, which caused him heavy losses. The evil emperor and many god kings were all killed in battle. It is difficult for him to recover his vitality in a short time.

And the four-faced god disappeared without a trace, and no one knew his whereabouts, so he should be recovering from his injuries. He confronted Zhong Yue who was eighty years later in the ancestral court, and Fu Min Daoist who was one hundred thousand years ago, and still suffered moderate injuries.

He also had many enemies and had to hide while waiting for his injuries to heal.

The Emperor Zhong was temporarily in charge of the ancestral court, presided over the sacrificial ceremony, and sacrificed to the heroic spirits who died in battle. But he is still young after all, he doesn't understand many things, he doesn't know how to deal with government affairs, he doesn't know how to make the various ethnic groups thrive, and he doesn't know anything about marching troops.

Fortunately, there are brothers and sisters such as Xiaowen and Kongtong who can help him, and Yunjuanshu, Mo Yin and Tiansi handle internal and external affairs, everything is in order, and he doesn't need to take care of it.

He went to the Seventh District of Reincarnation and met his mother. The mother and son had a lot to say.

Si Ming has already established his own territory in the Seventh District of Reincarnation, and lives in the Palace of Rebirth, all alone, quite lonely, but fortunately, Yin Xunxuan and others also come to visit from time to time.

"The opening of the seventh area of ​​reincarnation requires the study of the magical powers of the seventh area."

Yun Juanshu said to Zhong Huang Shen: "The ancient emperors used the supernatural powers in the battle to encircle and suppress the ancient gods. They came from the seventh district of reincarnation. Back then, they were backlashed by the supernatural powers of Daojie. They died and disappeared, and their souls disappeared. Now in the seventh district If the development is successful, if you use the supernatural powers of the great unity, you will not be backlashed. The young master should gather all the talents from all over the world and enter the seventh district to study the supernatural powers of the great unity! One person is weak in wisdom, but everyone is wise. Gathering the power of the world's talents, maybe To be able to create a unified supernatural power before those ancient god-kings, so as to prepare for future wars!"

Zhong Huangshen hesitated and said: "Gathering talents from all over the world? I'm afraid I don't have such a big appeal?"

Yun Juanshu was stunned, and nodded. The Emperor Zhong is not Zhong Yue, and indeed he does not have such a great appeal. Zhong Yue set up a list of future emperors, held a meeting of future emperors, and exchanged seven reincarnations. He really raised his arms and responded. Gathered.

However, Zhong Huangshen's qualifications are too low, and his courage has not yet been developed to be a father, so he cannot do this.

"The young master can order the talents of my ancestral court to enter the seventh district, which can solve some of the mysteries of the seventh district to some extent." Yun Juan Shu retreated and asked for the next best thing.

Zhong Huangshen nodded, summoned the talents in the ancestral court, led the crowd into the seventh district, sensed the avenue of heaven and earth, and tried to figure out a unified supernatural power, and Si Ming was integrated with the seventh district, and had more knowledge about this aspect. From time to time, I can explain the Dharma to the heroes of my ancestral court, which can relieve my loneliness.

On the other side, Mu Xiantian returned to Ziwei with the two gods and demons, and rebuilt the heavenly court. The new heavenly court is more luxurious and wider than before, but without Tianhe, the designation of the Tianhe navy was also cancelled.

The two emperors of gods and demons refined the emperor star again, and merged the two halves of the emperor star into one.

However, the cost of Heavenly Court is astonishing. The wealth of Xiantian Palace and Heavenly Court has been emptied by Guyue. This time, the rebuilding of Heavenly Court is to let all clans of Ziwei and gods and demons of the ancient universe contribute their wealth, so that the new Heaven is built.

The Xiantian God Emperor and the Xiantian Demon Emperor issued many exorbitant taxes, which overwhelmed all the clans. From time to time, some races rebelled and rebelled, but they were all bloody suppressed by the God and Devil Emperors, and all the people in the clan were reduced to slaves.

All of a sudden, the ancient universe and the various races in the Ziwei Star Field were silent.

On this day, the new heavenly court was built, Mu Xiantian feasted on the officials, sang and danced, and made the imperial emperor, and the world was peaceful.

"My country has no boundaries. In the seventh district of reincarnation, there must also be my heavenly court, my palace!"

Mu Xiantian also mobilized countless god slaves and demon slaves to the seventh district of reincarnation to build the heavenly court and palace in the seventh district. All ethnic groups can't bear it, but they never dare to rebel and make trouble, lest they be wiped out.

Not long after, the Xiantian God Emperor Xiantian Demon Emperor ordered all races to offer gods and demons, and enter the seventh district of reincarnation together, and build the heavenly court of the seventh district as soon as possible, which caused anger and resentment.

"Tianzi Mu lost his heart and lost his morality, why are there so many failed tricks?"

Zhong Huangshen was surprised when she got the information, and wondered: "What's wrong with her? The heaven of my ancestral court is dilapidated. I dare not repair it. I can only let all the clans under my command recuperate and live in the dilapidated palace. .But Mu Xiantian is doing a lot of construction work, so it's a little bit of a big deal!"

Yun Juanshu said with a smile: "Now, you have to ask the military advisor Mo Yin."

Zhong Huangshen looked at Mo Yin, and Mo Yin smiled and said, "I began to cut her luck two hundred years ago. Although she is innately divine and has extraordinary luck, but if I continue to cut her for two hundred years, I will soon kill her." Luck is gone. Moreover, Mu Xiantian's mother body theory is decisive, not as good as her demonic avatar, and in terms of virtue, she is not as good as her divine avatar. Her divine avatar and demonic avatar are still waiting to be resurrected in the Holy Land at this moment, so that She's out of her wits."

Empress Tiansi smiled and said: "There is another reason. That is, the Xiantian God Emperor Xiantian Demon Emperor deliberately wanted to destroy her foundation. These two ancient god kings were subdued by Mu Xiantian, and they were dissatisfied in their hearts. Disaster for the common people. Mu Xiantian is the emperor of heaven, all retribution will fall on her. The two gods and devils have bad intentions, which makes Mu Xiantian's stupid tricks one after another."

"Actually, the two gods and demon emperors are also bastards, and their calculations are muddled."

Mo Yin said with a smile: "Since Mu Xiantian surrendered them, his luck has increased greatly. With their help, he can nominally become the emperor who unified Ziwei, the ancient universe, and the three thousand and six realms. The three of them can be said to be all prosperous and the other lost." Both are ruined. The two gods and demon emperors ruined Mu Xiantian's luck, and also ruined his own luck. Mu Xiantian's god dynasty was wiped out, and they will hardly escape."

Yun Juanshu said: "The reason why Mu Xiantian let the Xiantian God Emperor and the Xiantian Devil Emperor toss is because she needs the God and Demon Emperor, and absorbs the cultivation base of the God and Demon Emperor to strengthen herself. Her strength is probably already It has reached the level of keeping pace with the two emperors of gods and demons. They use each other and have their own calculations."

"So that's how it is!" Zhong Huangshen suddenly realized.

In the Heidi palace, the Heidi was quietly watching the new heaven, watching Mu Xiantian's luck, and said with a smile: "The harvest season is coming soon. My disciple, it's already very delicious..."

Time flies, and before you know it, the 80th year is approaching, and the ancestral court is filled with awe, from Lei Ze, Shenhou, Gandu, King Xiang, down to the soldiers of the Xiantian Imperial Army, all quietly guarding the bell. Next to the place where Yue left.

Yin Xunxuan, Qiu Jin'er and the others were extremely nervous and stared at them.

And in the seventh area of ​​reincarnation, Si Ming also looked at the ancestral courtyard through endless space, waiting for the arrival of that man.

"Two hundred years and a snap of the fingers. In these two hundred years, too many stories have happened."

Empress Shenhou sighed sadly: "If Zhong Shan hadn't killed himself for two hundred years, perhaps more people would have survived today?"

After eighty years of cultivation, the vitality of the ancestral court has not recovered, and the surrounding area is still a mess. The sixty-four city has not been rebuilt, because it is too laborious and expensive, and the heavenly court is also dilapidated. It is difficult to find a complete palace.

"It is more likely that the entire army will be wiped out, and none will survive."

Lei Zegu said: "Whether Zhong Shan is here or not, this battle will always come. Moreover, although Zhong Shan seems to be absent for the past two hundred years, he has always been there. He has always participated in this war, just by borrowing It's just the hand of the Emperor God."

He said with emotion: "The story of these two hundred years should be able to be written into a thick history book?"

Hun Dunyu smiled and said: "Leizu, I have already written it. I have been sorting out the events of the past two hundred years, and I want to give it to my ancestors to read."

He survived and did not die in the catastrophe of the ancestral home. Over the years, he has compiled historical materials, leaving behind some wars that occurred in the past two hundred years, and recorded a person who is so evocative and tearful in the war.

Chaos only asked him to record the deeds about Zhong Yue, but he felt that it was necessary to record the battle of the ancestral court, because there were so many things that moved him.

Suddenly, Hua Qianwen's eyes lit up, and she said, "Time and space are vibrating!"

As soon as her words fell, everyone felt that strange vibration. It was the first time they saw the fluctuations of the two avenues of universe and universe. The space and time in front of them seemed to have turned into a lake with waves.

Everyone was in a state of turmoil, and in the depths of time and space, an ancient ship with thousands of wings was turning from reality to reality, and appeared in front of them.

On the boat, Zhong Yue and Feng Xiaozhong are also gradually becoming real from fiction to reality.

Two hundred years a snap of the fingers.

From the time they traveled one hundred thousand years ago on the thousand-winged ancient ship to the time they returned now, to Zhong Yue and Feng Xiaozhong on the ship, it had only been three days, but to the others, it had been two days. Centuries of years.

Zhong Yue and Feng Xiaozhong got off the ancient boat, and the crowds came one after another, the bustle was extraordinary, all the empresses couldn't help themselves, and all the princes and princesses kowtowed one after another, a respected god was about to greet him, and there were also ancient gods such as Lei Ze who wanted to see him.

Zhong Yue was so busy that he suddenly felt something, turned his head, and his gaze met Si Ming's gaze across a distant time and space.

Si Ming smiled sweetly in the firelight and waved to him.

With the flick of a finger in two hundred years, Yi Ren is no longer alive or dead.

In the past two hundred years, some regrets have happened.