Chapter 351 Fuxi: I Am Not that Kind of Person

Many things happened in the prehistoric world before heading to the Demon Realm and the ten thousand years before the Kunlun Ascension Conference.

Fengqi Mountain welcomed two guests today.

Baichuan, and his disciple Jin Ling.

"Daoyou Baichuan!"

Before reaching the top of the mountain, Fuxi's laughter was heard:

"Finally I see Daoyou again. When we didn't meet, I felt like a day had passed. This time we just met, it feels like a lifetime ago. The last time we met seemed to be yesterday."

Fuxi appeared and raised his hand to bow to Baichuan.

"Nonsense, you just left Daoyantian yesterday." Baichuan's eyes twitched and he returned the greeting.

"Disciple Jin Ling, meet Uncle Fuxi." Jin Ling bowed.

"You're welcome. Meet nephew. Let's go, let's go up the mountain."

The main hall of Fengqi Mountain is as simple as ever.

But it is brighter than before. Fuxi expanded the gate a little higher, and the lighting is much better.

"You've been keeping an eye on the human race, so you must be very busy, right?" After Baichuan poured the tea, he picked up the tea bowl first.

Jin Ling stood behind Baichuan, listening to the conversation between the two saints with a serious look on his face.

These two are known as the pinnacle of the Tao. If you just listen to them, it's estimated that they can shock the whole prehistoric world, right?

But what disappointed Jin Ling was that these two were just chatting about daily life just like the previous few days.

"It's okay. The human race has been relatively peaceful recently. Even with Kong Xuan and the others, no one dares to come in easily." Fuxi took the tea bowl lightly, took a sip, and put it on the table again.

"It's just that the witches are a little bit uneasy."

Fuxi's face was full of "stories".

"What happened?" Baichuan asked with a fixed look in his eyes.

"The demons are attacking." Fuxi sighed:

"Three hundred years ago, the demon master and Emperor Jun had a big fight. You know their personalities. The demon master insisted that the witches were a disaster, and he got the support of 90% of the demon gods."

"The demon master said this."

That day, the Temple of the Sun.

Kunpeng stood under the throne, bowed, and his face was excited:

"Your Majesty! Please give the order to attack the witch tribe immediately! The existence of the witches is a disaster, and the human race has allowed the witches to reproduce because of the completely unreasonable foundation of the Yin-Yang Avenue!

"Your Majesty, it will be too late if you don't send troops! You also know that the human race was created by a saint, and the foundation of the Yin-Yang Avenue is simply against the sky! As long as the Yin and Yang are combined, there is a high probability of giving birth to offspring.

"This has crossed the racial divide! Humans should survive! Witches should survive! But human witches should not survive! If we let it go, how can our demon race have a chance of winning?"

"Your Majesty! I second the motion!" Shi Lie stepped forward, his face solemn, and opened his only remaining right eye:

"If we let the witches go, one day the witch race will return to its peak."

"I second the motion!"

"I second the motion!"

The voices of seconding echoed in the Temple of the Sun, and Di Jun's face was visibly bad.

Until Ying Zhao took two steps forward and raised his hand to salute: "Your Majesty! I second the motion."

As he spoke, Ying Zhao directly sacrificed the shadow ball, and the figures of witches one after another appeared in front of everyone.

"Your Majesty, this one named Hu Chi is more than 3,000 years old, and now he is in the Dao Realm... Golden Immortal, and his physical body is perfect for a little witch!

"And this one, named Yu Lie, a witch, is more than 2,300 years old, and is a perfect Golden Immortal in the Dao Realm, and his physical body is perfect for a little witch!

"......

"And the most important one, named Chi You, a wizard, 10,072 years old, in the realm of Taoism, Taiyi Jinxian Perfection, his body is comparable to a few great wizards..."

"Your Majesty, I second the motion, and consult with the Holy Mother Nuwa, the Emperor Ziwei, and the Heavenly Lord Daoyan, and make sure that the human race stops the alliance with the wizard race!"

"That's right!" Gui Che raised his hand to second the motion:

"The human race is blessed by the Emperor and the Heavenly Court, but it has united with the enemy. Considering that it is its first offense, its crime can be forgiven. It only needs to stop its current behavior."

"I second the motion!"

"I second the motion!"

The voices of seconding seemed to be louder.

The Emperor sat on the Golden Crow throne, rubbing his forehead, and slowly raised his arm:

"Okay, everyone, stop for a moment, let me ask, what if the three saints don't allow it?"

"The three saints will certainly allow it! If they don't agree, we should communicate with the leaders of the human race and discuss it in person. Our demon race has not let down the human race, and we have even provided them with a lot of convenience. "Ying Zhao said: "Even the Emperor and Daoyan Tianzun have tacitly approved our goodwill towards the human race. Jiu Tian Xuan Nu and Wu Xing Zun have also relaxed their hands at certain times and let us, the people of the heaven, take action, which means they agree with our behavior. " "Okay." Di Jun continued: "Then I ask again, if we stop the human race's behavior, the witches will turn against us and attack the human race, what should we do?" "I have something to say!" Kunpeng stepped forward. "Speak." "I think that our race has rested enough, and we should immediately launch a war to kill the witches! A small number of the witches have retreated to the underworld and are in charge of the tunnels. We should immediately send troops to kill the witches on the earth!" "I second the motion!" Shi Lie continued:

"The Wu Clan is afraid of us now. We must not wait until the Wu Clan is complete."

"Shi Lie! Kun Peng!" Taiyi came over from the side:

"Do you know what you are talking about? How can our clan fight again? My eldest brother's child is about to be born. It seems that there are only 30,000 years left. If we send troops now..."

Taiyi paused and clenched his teeth:

"Do you know how dangerous it is? Do you know how much damage the full power of the Zhoutian Star Array will cause to my eldest brother!"

"Taiyi, shut up!" Dijun slapped the throne and stood up suddenly, his eyes full of determination:

"Taiyin God, take Donghuang down to rest, and immediately send out invitations to invite all the great powers to come to the Heavenly Palace to participate in the Peach Festival and the birthday of the prince."

"I obey your order!"

"Brother! Brother!"

Before Taiyi finished speaking, he was pulled out of the Temple of the Sun by Changxi.

"Demon Master, listen to my order!" Dijun's face was sharp.

"I am here!"

"Call the troops, and send them to Mount Buzhou immediately!"

"Minister! As you command!"

...

"That's about it." Fuxi took another sip and sighed softly:

"Now, the area under Mount Buzhou has become another battlefield for witches and liches."

Bai Chuan touched his chin:

"When I came here just now, I also noticed the atmosphere of war under Mount Buzhou, but I don't know the specific situation of the battle."

"The specific situation is that the witch tribe is now retreating step by step."

"Ah." Bai Chuan shook his head and sighed:

"Let's fight, the hatred of the witches and liches is already uncontrollable, there is no chance, but... the witch tribe has a retreat, what about the demon tribe?"

The two looked at each other, and Fuxi chuckled:

"I'm a poor Taoist."

"If the demon race is really defeated, the final result will probably be a loss for both sides. 'Emperor Ziwei' will fulfill his duties and fulfill all responsibilities to the end. After the war... I will protect the demon race."

"Can you bear it?" Baichuan's eyes were deep:

"I have a premonition that after this battle, there will be a huge karma for the two races."

"At worst, I will fall from the sainthood." Fuxi smiled and stood up:

"Why not? I calculated the demon race step by step, and Emperor Jun also 'guided' it step by step. If I don't care at the last moment, how can I be called a saint?"