Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

Gudong!

Duobao's throat rolled, swallowing saliva continuously, and his whole body felt cold.

"Hehe, hehe... Master, disciple and grandson can't figure it out."

"No, no, no, my good disciple, you are so smart and know so much...you can definitely guess it." Hongjun smiled coldly, and Duobao was hairy all over the smile: "Think about it carefully. , Master believes in you."

"You can definitely guess it."

Duobao's hair stood on end, and he shivered, and smiled stiffly: "Master, disciple and grandson really can't figure it out!"

"Why don't you ask your grandson to go back and think about it, and tell you when he thinks about it?"

Chapter 248 Growth and Road

After finishing speaking, Duobao turned around and ran away. Before Hongjun could answer, he left the source of the law and returned to Kunlun in an instant.

"No, Kunlun is not safe either."

Duobao was still thinking about where he was going to escape, when suddenly his vision changed, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Master...hehe." Duobao secretly glanced around, the source of the law.

"Duobao, why did you leave before you finished talking?" Hongjun asked with a smile as he withdrew the palm that grabbed Duobao back.

"You haven't guessed yet."

"Guess who is behind this scene?"

As Hongjun spoke, Duobao listened, his heart trembling.

The man behind the scenes... isn't it you who is the man behind the scenes!

Counting the prehistoric times, who has this strength, who has this ability, except you Daozu Hongjun, who else can it be?

Duobao wailed in his heart, knowing that he could not escape.

Duobao's complexion sank, and he smiled wryly: "Master Zu, why on earth are you doing?"

He gave up.

It doesn't work if you don't give up!

The strength gap between him and Hongjun is too great!

It's not that he didn't try to escape before, but he was caught back after thinking about it.

Moreover, he didn't even feel the slightest power fluctuation.

What can he do with this?

There is no way to escape.

Hongjun stared at Duobao and asked with a smile, "Why? Why don't you guess again?"

Duobao: "..."

I guess you are a ghost!

Can this thing guess?

Hearing Hongjun's confession, Duobao immediately had countless conspiracy theories about Honghuang Hongjun that he knew.

Among those conspiracy theories, Hongjun is the biggest behind-the-scenes mastermind, plotting against the entire prehistoric world and countless sentient beings.

If that's the case...how dare he say it.

"Master...I'm your grandson!" Duobao tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and called out pitifully at Hongjun.

Hongjun frowned: "Oh?"

Duobao's face turned serious, and he patted his chest righteously: "Master, don't worry, I am your disciple and grandson. No matter what you want to do, my disciple and grandson will follow you."

"Even if you want to plot against the common people, your apprentice and grandson will accompany you to fight against the world!"

"No matter what, your disciples are always on your side... your disciples are your good disciples!"

Duobao came to Hongjun's side, took his arm, and shook it gently.

Hongjun: "..."

Goosebumps arose instantly.

Throwing away Duobao's pull, Hongjun looked at Duobao strangely...I didn't expect you to be such a Duobao.

Duobao leaned over again, pulling Hongjun's arm, his big eyes blinking constantly.

Hongjun throws away, Duobao leans forward, Hongjun flings away again, Duobao leans forward again...

After doing this several times, finally, Hongjun gave up, and stared at Duobao helplessly, with a serious look on his face, which he couldn't maintain any longer.

"Huh?" The moment Hongjun's face loosened, Duobao found out.

The heavy and chilling atmosphere around him changed in an instant.

The chill on his body disappeared in an instant.

Duobao felt that something was wrong... Looking at Hongjun who was full of helplessness and disgust, he couldn't help blinking: "???"

"Hey!" Hongjun sighed, rubbing Duobao's head vigorously in a vicious tone: "Little disciple, let me tell you something."

Duo Bao grinned, but still asked in doubt, "What's the matter?"

"What you call destiny actually has another name." Hongjun said.

"Another name?" Duobao.

Hongjun: "The general trend..."

Duobao muttered, seeming to realize something: "The general trend?"

"Chaos is for chaos, prehistoric is for heaven and earth, and heaven and earth have veins."

"The general trend of the world is something that was determined after Pan Gu created the world."

"Great God Pangu?" Duobao couldn't help being surprised.

After finishing speaking, he was startled suddenly, covered his mouth immediately, and looked in the direction of Gene Sea with some horror.

Only after seeing that the expected ax light did not appear there did he heave a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, the name of the great god Pangu can only have power in the Dao domain. Outside the Dao domain, Pangu's ax will not be aroused elsewhere."

Seeing Duobao's scared face, Hongjun couldn't help laughing.

You monkey, sometimes you are afraid.

"Oh, is that so?" Duobao understood.

Then, after a moment of silence, he asked again in amazement: "The general trend set by the Great God Pan Gu?"

God Pan Gu ordered all kinds of calamities?

Set the Lich as the peak of the prehistoric, and then let his descendants break the Buzhou Mountain that was transformed from his own spine?

Why does this sound so fantastic?

Great God Pangu did this... Isn't he stupid?

Knowing that when people get old, they will become confused, but Pan Gu is not an old man... He is not old, he is just exhausted... Could it be that after exhaustion, he will also become confused?

Duobao's eyeballs kept rolling, and Hongjun just took a look, and he could see that he must be thinking of something good right now.

Bang!

"Ouch!" Duobao covered his head and looked at Hongjun in puzzlement: "Master, why did you hit me again?"

He didn't say anything?

He was just thinking and didn't say it.

Why was he beaten out of nowhere?

This master... seems to like hitting people on the head very much!

Hongjun looked at him angrily: "Don't think about it, the Great God Pangu just set the general trend, and the specific evolution is all created by the beings of the world and the wild."

"It is true that the great god Pangu decided to measure the calamity...but how the calamity will develop depends entirely on the creatures in the world."

"There is a saying that you should be familiar with."

Duobao: "What?"

"Man will conquer the sky!"

"Man will conquer the sky?" Duobao opened his mouth wide: "The heart of man is the heart of heaven?"

Hongjun nodded: "Yes, the human heart is the heart of heaven...the existence of the calamity is necessary."

"This is the stage that the prehistoric world must go through."

"It's like people are old, young, middle-aged and young. Every time they go through a stage, they will grow and gain."

"The amount of calamity, the great calamity, is the growth of the prehistoric world."

"Oh." Duobao suddenly understood, and said tentatively: "The prehistoric world also has stages of old, young, middle-aged and young."

"The catastrophe of fierce beasts is rare, the catastrophe of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn is green, and the catastrophe of lich is the middle...and the most peak stage."

"After the Lich's calamity has passed, the prehistoric world will fall into the old...falling peak state, going downhill?"

If this is the case, it seems to be able to explain it.

The Lich is at its peak, and the saints all appear in this era, but after the Lich, the Conferred Gods and Journey to the West are all on the decline.

Fengshen and the saint made a move, but they didn't break through the existence of the saint.

When it comes to Journey to the West, it is even weaker. Little monkeys can make trouble in the heavenly palace. Although this is a scene...but it is enough to explain the problem.

"If you understand it that way, you are right."

Hongjun looked at Duobao, his eyes carried a meaning that Duobao couldn't understand, which was very complicated.

"Measurable calamity is the growth of the prehistoric world. Every time a calamity is passed, the world will grow by one point."

"But growth requires the consumption of resources... every time the consumption is a lot."

"Even for heaven and earth, it is huge."

"So, after each calamity, the world grows, but the resources in it are constantly being consumed."

"If you say that the world is going downhill, you are right."

"Because the resources in the world are indeed decreasing."

Hearing this, Duobao suddenly asked: "Then, can't these resources grow?"

"If there are enough resources, can the prehistoric world be able to maintain its peak state forever?"

"Theoretically, that's the case." Hongjun nodded, then shook his head again: "But it's easy to say, but it's not so easy to do."

"Do you know what this resource is?"

Duobao shook his head: "What is it?"

Hongjun sighed: "It's the Tao, it's the spirit."

"Tao? Spirit?" Duobao was confused.

Why can't he understand?

"The so-called Dao... is the Dao, the Dao."

Hongjun explained: "You once established a great way, and you named it the way of suffering."

"Do you remember?"

"Of course I remember." Duobao nodded, then felt a little ashamed and lowered his head: "It's all trails, it's nothing."

In front of other people, he can still say that the bitter way he has set up is okay, but in front of Daozu Hongjun, he really can't show it.

"A small way?" Hongjun chuckled, looked at Duobao, didn't say anything, but sighed in his heart: "That's not a small way!"

He looked at the human race and looked at the changes in the human race. He almost had the aura of the prehistoric emperor, and he was a little surprised.