Honghuang: I really don’t want to be the Emperor of Heaven

In the past few days, Donghua has been teaching the two magical powers and thunder techniques, and he is also consolidating his cultivation and understanding the laws of the great road.

Suddenly, the clouds between heaven and earth rolled, all kinds of energy burst out, and bursts of divine sounds resounded throughout the heavens.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, twelve demon gods are located in all directions, with the Emperor River in the center, Zhu Jiuyin, and the back soil standing on a high platform. Shebishi controls all the energy in the world.

A huge Pangu shadow began to condense, and eventually it was as high as Buzhou Mountain and took shape there.

"Father God is above, and the way of heaven serves as a guide. Today we establish a witch court and call ourselves witches. As witches, we stand upright and communicate with heaven and earth. We are determined to establish order in the ancient world."

"The ancestor Wu Zhu merged into the god of fire and controlled all fires in the world."

"The ancestral witch Gonggong is named the water god and controls all water in the world."

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"The ancestral witch Queen Tu is designated as the god of the earth, who controls the fertility of yin and yang, the beauty of all things, and the mountains and rivers of the earth."

"Use the Pangu Palace to suppress the fate of the witch court, the witch clan emerges, and the witch court is established."

In an instant, flowers were falling from the sky and golden lotuses were blooming on the ground.

The huge black and yellow merit fell from the sky and was eventually divided into four parts.

Fifty percent was given to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, 30% was given to the beings of the Witch Clan, 10% fell into Pangu Hall, and the last 10% was combined with Pangu's shadow.

The vast Pangu shadow began to shrink and deform under the nourishment of Xuanhuang Merit.

As the shadow becomes smaller, it is no longer illusory, but transforms into reality.

Finally, it turned into a big seal. Under the big seal was the word "witch" carved on the Dao Talisman.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches inherited Xuanhuang's merits, and their momentum suddenly burst out, spreading from Buzhou Mountain to the prehistoric continent.

Dijiang and Houtu directly broke through to the quasi-sage middle stage (the middle stage of the ancestral realm), and the other ancestral witches also made progress.

And the beings of the Wu clan have also ushered in vigorous development, and most of them have made breakthroughs.

At this time, the twelve ancestral witches no longer looked like the demon gods before, but became sacred and majestic.

The appearance is still the same, but the image has changed greatly.

The figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches began to rise between the ancient world and the earth. Under the blessing of heaven, they persisted for a long time and finally slowly dissipated.

When all sentient beings in the wild saw this scene, they only felt that it was very familiar, because it also happened when Emperor Jun achieved the position of Emperor of Heaven.

Donghua watched this scene quietly, and finally sighed: "This is such a troubled time."

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It has been hundreds of years since the establishment of the Witch Clan. Over the years, the Witch Court has also been fulfilling its original oath and establishing order for the world.

Many magical powers and witchcraft were created, and the witch clan also had its own writing, witch writing.

The ancient world ushered in vigorous development.

On this day, Donghua called his two apprentices.

Donghua: "You two have been practicing with my master for many years. As the saying goes, the master leads you in, and cultivation is personal. It's time for you to leave."

After Donghua finished speaking, he gently tapped the two people's eyebrows, and a pure Yang Qi protected their souls.

After listening to this, the two people immediately exclaimed: "Master's words are correct, but now how can I leave without repaying Master's great kindness? I don't want to leave and would like to serve Master."

"Idiot, idiot, don't act like this, go ahead, go ahead."

"When you go out, you need to be calm and collected when encountering problems. Sometimes you can take a step back and the sky will be brighter."

"Master"

"Master"

"Master has been so kind to me, and my disciples have nothing to repay. I only hope that Master will realize Hunyuan as soon as possible."

After speaking, the two knelt down to salute, and then reluctantly left the valley.

Donghua watched the two leave.

"God's behavior is permanent, but God's behavior is impermanent. It's time for me to leave."

Donghua got up and left, starting towards the southern continent. He wanted to see the south.

There is a spiritual treasure there called Luobao Money, which is also a spiritual treasure that will shine in the Conferred Gods in the future.

How could you miss this spiritual treasure when you came to the prehistoric times, not to mention that the treasured money came into being and was born to represent wealth. If you can get this spiritual treasure, there will be a lot to do.

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"Am I really not destined for this treasure?"

Donghua was walking in the mountains. At this time, he had been in the southern continent for several years. Not to mention the treasure and money, he had not even found it in Wuyi Mountain.

"It shouldn't be. After all, Wuyi Mountain is a top-grade cave paradise, and it shouldn't be unknown."

Donghua used Tianyan's technique to deduce the treasure money, but there was no useful information at all. By deducing Wuyi Mountain, he could vaguely calculate a direction.

While thinking, deduce the direction.

But suddenly I heard the soft sound of the piano flowing down from the mountains.

Donghua was not angry when his calculation was interrupted.

Because the sound of the piano is refreshing, contains the sound of Tao, and makes people happy.

Donghua slowly closed his eyes, tapping his fingers slowly in the air, echoing the music, and strolled forward, still immersed in the music.

At a certain moment, the song was completed and the sound stopped.

At this time Donghua has reached the top of the mountain.

Under the golden Fuyao tree, a man in white is sitting cross-legged and playing the harp. In the sky are three colorful birds, hovering on the Fuyao tree and dancing gracefully. They are authentic descendants of the Feng tribe.

In front of the man in white lies a dragon, still immersed in the music just now.

Man in White: How about today’s song?

Dragonfly: The music you play is always nice.

Hidden Dragon: You come to play the harp for me every day, and I can’t repay you with anything. When one day I practice and become a Yinglong that can reach heaven and earth, I will let you sit on my dragon horns, play the harp and make sounds, ride on the wind, and watch. Enjoy the scenery of mountains and rivers.

Man in white: I don’t know how many years have passed in the mountains. After staying there for a long time, my heart feels like sinking. Playing the piano and playing music is just for pleasure, but without your company, it would be too lonely. How can I repay you?

Man in white: But I have remembered your words. Even though I don’t know how long it will take you to become Yinglong, today’s agreement will never change.

However, the dragon fell silent. The identities of the two were very different. They said goodbye today. They didn't know when they would see each other again. Even if they met again, it was unclear whether they were friends or foes.

But the dragon still nodded solemnly.

"Why is this conversation so familiar?" Donghua thought carefully, why did he feel so "Su Su" facing him.

"Who?"

The dragon screamed and immediately stood up from the ground, looking directly at Donghua.

When Donghua took a look, it turned out that he was too obsessed with his thoughts and actually revealed his identity, but it didn't matter, and he didn't want to hide it.

He walked forward casually, took two light steps, and suddenly arrived in front of the man in white.

He said something to the dragon grinning at him.

"sit down."

The dragon fell from the sky involuntarily and lay on the ground.

Donghua used the magical power of "following his words".

This is a magical power that he realized after beheading the corpse. His heart is in harmony with the Tao, and one word is the Tao and the Dharma.

Then Donghua naturally sat on the dragon's head, faced the man in white, and said:

"You play the piano very well. In terms of playing skills, you are second among the people I know, but in terms of the emotions expressed in the sound of the piano, you are ranked first."

The man in white bowed to Donghua and then sat down gracefully.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior, but I would like to know who is the best player in playing the piano?"

Donghua was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then laughed and said: "He is really a proud and arrogant person. He is very similar to the character of the people in your Wu clan."

"But you may not be able to compare with this number one person in your life. He is the founder of Qindao, the Heavenly Emperor Xi, and the Qing Emperor Fuxi."

Hearing this name, the man in white showed a look of yearning, but did not comment on Donghua's words.

"Senior, do you know the Qing Emperor Fuxi?"

Donghua smiled: "You don't need to test me. I'm not from the demon clan, and I won't take action against you. I just have a kinship with Fuxi."

"I came here today because I was attracted by the sound of your piano. I haven't heard such pleasant music for a long time."

The man in white behaved politely: "This is the honor of this junior."

"What's your name?"

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