Chapter 455: The Young Man of the Chan Sect Has Found the Wrong Person

Inside the Fire Cloud Cave, three people were sitting upright.

The one in the middle had two horns on his head; the one on the left was covered with leaves and had tiger and leopard skins around his waist; the one on the right was wearing imperial clothes

The one on the left was wearing red clothes, with a Bagua diagram on his chest and two horns on his head. He looked like a man but not a human. He was the Emperor of Heaven Fuxi.

The one on the right was covered with leaves and had tiger and leopard skins around his waist. He was a kind-looking old man with a kind face. He was the Emperor of Earth Shennong

The one on the right was wearing imperial clothes and had a dignified look. He was the Emperor of Man Xuanyuan. He was the first to open his eyes among the three and showed a puzzled look.

The other two also opened their eyes and asked, "Does my brother have any descendants alive?"

Xuanyuan shook his head slowly and said, "Since entering the Fire Cloud Cave, there has been no other descendants except for the Cheng Tang royal family, and that sword... is not mine."

There was a cloud of mist between the three of them, and through this cloud of mist, the scene outside the Chuanyun Pass could be seen.

Watching the battle between Yuwen Tuo and Samantabhadra, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi was sure that the sword was not his.

But... no one would believe it if he told others, because the aura of the emperor on it was heavier than Emperor Xin's Human Emperor Sword.

At this time, Shennong on the left suddenly reached out and turned the picture to another place.

Only an old man was seen at the edge of the battlefield, fanning a cauldron with a fan, and he didn't know what he was refining.

Fuxi and Xuanyuan were both stunned and asked: "Shennong Ding? Didn't it help you achieve enlightenment?"

"Yes, so that's not my cauldron, but I don't believe it myself. There's something strange about this group of people who suddenly appeared."

Among the saints in the world, only they can't walk out of Huoyun Cave.

Emperor Fuxi invented Taiji Bagua, allowing the human race to divine by themselves and predict changes in the sky in advance.

Emperor Shennong invented two kinds of tilling tools, slash-and-burn farming, and taught people to reclaim wasteland and plant food crops. After that, he tasted hundreds of herbs, allowing the human race to truly control this land.

Emperor Xuanyuan didn't invent anything, but he brought unity and civilization, allowing the tribes of the human race to unite and fight against foreign enemies together.

The three of them sitting in Huoyun Cave represent that the human race will always occupy the right time, right place, and right people.

The protagonist of this world will always be the human race.

So, no matter what happens in the outside world, as long as they are still there, the luck of the human race will never be cut off.

Fuxi touched his beard, looked at the picture meaningfully and said: "It seems that there is a change in the matter of conferring gods. The hexagram is unclear, and Qiankun is undetermined. It is possible to be Zhou or Shang."

He had calculated this hexagram before, and the result was the same as that of the Chanjiao.

The Shang Dynasty was in decline, wars broke out everywhere, King Wu's virtue and career flourished, and Zhou was full of evil. It was the destiny of heaven to attack Zhou.

However, unlike the Chanjiao, Fuxi did not blindly believe in the destiny of heaven, but would do what he thought was right according to the hexagram.

The last time Yang Jian came to Huoyun Cave to ask for medicine, they were not helping Xiqi, but using him to teach the human race to identify herbs for treatment.

"I don't know, whether it is good or bad."

The scene has turned to the battlefield. Emperor Xuanyuan looked at Emperor Xin inside, and changed his previous state of dejection, as if he had returned to his peak.

If he sincerely repented, in this retrospective timeline, he could really continue the fortune of the Shang Dynasty for another hundred years.

Of course, no matter who wins or loses, they don't really care, as long as the human race is still in charge.

"Hey? That Taoist friend seems to be ambushed." Shennong frowned slightly.

He didn't care much about the battlefield, so his eyes were always on the tripod. From the smell that was wafting out, he could determine that there should be a furnace of medicine in the tripod.

He was very pleased that a new alchemist appeared in the human race, which meant that it would be difficult for diseases to take away a large number of human lives.

But if he was killed by ambushing and his soul was on the list of gods, it would definitely be a loss for the human race.

Fuxi also looked sideways and smiled slightly, saying, "Don't worry, this fellow Taoist has an unusual background."

"You, the young man of the Chan Sect, have found the wrong person."

At this moment, in the underground of the Chuanyun Pass battlefield, Ji Liusun wandered around as if nothing happened.

There are many people who know the earth-walking technique, but he is the only one who is truly proficient and can become a master.

Tu Xingsun has learned a little bit, but he can easily occupy a place among the three generations of disciples. How can he, as a master, be weak?

Thinking of that apprentice, Ji Liusun was also a little sad. He could only go to the Heavenly Palace to see him in the future.

Ji Liusun came here today with the idea of ​​revenge, but he didn't find Sun Wukong on the battlefield, so he had to give up.

He used the earth-walking technique to sneak into the underground a long time ago and look for a suitable target.

Passing those who are not easy to mess with at first glance, such as Longwa and Fengwa, the Nuwa aura on his body seems to say, you try to hit me?

For example, Erlang Shen, with a treasure lotus lantern, entangled four Xianjiao immortals and Lu Ya Taoist.

For example, Huang Wukong, because he saw the immortal rope being taken away inexplicably before, he thought Huang Wukong had a magic weapon to restrain the immortal rope, so Ju Liusun did not go.

The remaining Chonglou Jingtian also had opponents. Ju Liusun was originally going to go to Yuwen Tuo's side, but when he saw that his nephew chose them, he didn't dare to go and grab them.

Later, he saw Xuanyuan Sword coming out, haha, fortunately he didn't go.

The fight was fierce above, and he couldn't stay still below. When it was time to rest at night, he was always embarrassed to say that he didn't find an opponent.

So, he wandered all the way and found Taishang Laojun who was refining medicine at the edge of the battlefield.

Judging from the appearance alone, Taishang Laojun is quite intimidating. The term "Xianfeng Daogu" seems to be written just for him. Fearing Liu Sun even saw a trace of the great master in him.

Originally, for fear of staying safe, Sun would not choose him as his opponent. After all, there were indeed several more suitable (weak) candidates.

But Wei Liusun discovered a detail, that is, the old man's method of refining medicine did not seem to be very skillful. Fanning himself would make him look disgraced, and sometimes the sparks would burn his beard.

Now, all the celestial qualities were gone, and he was just a reckless little old man.

Na Zhenliu Sun was not polite and ran away directly, preparing to capture him back to the camp so that he could have an explanation at night.

They will not kill anyone unless they have to, because there will be time to exchange hostages at night.

If there are no hostages, people can be exchanged for magic weapons, but they still have some magic weapons in the hands of the opponent.

Taishang Laojun was not in a good mood. He had not yet adapted to the spiritual energy of this world. In addition, children had been lighting fires all year round. He had not burned firewood in countless years, and the banana fan was not very easy to use.

"We have to pick them up later. It takes too much effort to make a fire by ourselves."

Bang!

"go!"

Fearful Sun suddenly emerged from the soil next to him, threw out the five immortal ropes in his hand, and flew towards Taishang Laojun.

The Immortal Binding Rope is his magic weapon to suppress the cave, but it is also a mass-produced item.

Um?

Taishang Laojun smiled slightly and felt better.

With a thought in his mind, six pieces of divine fire flew out of the furnace and met the fairy rope.

Wei Liusun's face was full of confidence. His Immortal Binding Rope was invulnerable to water and fire. Even the Three Flavors of True Fire...

ah?

The result was obvious, the immortal rope was turned into ashes. Lao Shang Laojun took a closer look and said with a bit of disdain in his eyes:

"The material is very ordinary, not as good as my golden rope."

Shrimp and pork heart.

Even though it is a mass-produced magic weapon, it is also the treasure of his Feiyun Cave, and it is actually very average!

"While we're at it, I still have to watch the fire."

Taishang Laojun waved the banana fan casually, and fearful sun only felt a hurricane coming, and he was floating in the sky. He couldn't even control his body, and he didn't even know where he would fly.

Can we also encounter difficulties? (End of chapter)