Primordial: Yunmeng Snake

Shi Qilin sat cross-legged in the quiet room. Although he was meditating and practicing, his face was difficult to calm down.

After a while, Shi Qilin got up from the cushion and said to himself:

"Sure enough, if the mind is not calm, practicing is just sitting in vain."

He has been very irritable in recent Yuanhui, irritated by the current situation of the three tribes.

The dragon tribe has developed rapidly. Although there were some problems some time ago, which caused some waves and frustrated the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, it has also been completely integrated into the system of the water god and become the common master of the prehistoric water system.

Although the Phoenix tribe had developed slowly before, now it has a way to eliminate the worries of the future. It can go all out in the future and easily achieve the goal of dominating the prehistoric sky.

At that time, there will be no worries of the future, and under the blessing of the luck of the entire sky, the cultivation of the tribe members can be quickly improved, and the advantages of the three tribes will be accumulated for the future competition.

Only the Qilin clan, although developing smoothly, has made slow progress. In the eyes of the first Qilin, the current Qilin clan is just standing still.

If it can't improve quickly, it may fall behind in the competition among the three clans in the future and become a stepping stone for the dragon and phoenix to dominate.

This is something that the first Qilin can't tolerate. He knows that he must do something, but he has no idea and can only sit in the quiet room.

After the first Qilin hesitated, his eyes became firm. He must do something. He can't watch the Qilin clan become the scraps of the catastrophe in his hands.

Perhaps it is not necessary for the Qilin clan to develop quickly. It is enough to start the competition among the three clans in advance before the gap is widened.

The first Qilin has not made up his mind to do this, but he has also drawn a bottom line for himself.

After the Phoenix clan solved the immortal volcano this time, the problem of the prehistoric rain was solved. If there is still no way at that time, he will start the catastrophe in advance and compete with the dragon and the phoenix.

If we just keep quiet, the first Qilin will not be willing, and neither will the Qilin clan.

We should fight for it.

The first Qilin thought, his eyes became firm, and his originally depressed mood calmed down.

Mount Xumi.

Luohou had recovered from his injuries at this moment, and was sitting quietly under the Bodhi tree, saying:

"It seems that the future situation of the three clans' fight has been determined. The three clans' great calamity that we once thought of should be renamed the dragon and phoenix great calamity."

At this time, the world-destroying mill began to turn again, attracting Luohou's attention.

Luohou's face was weird, and he cursed:

"What is going on in this prehistoric world now? Can't we be quiet for a moment?"

After careful understanding, Luohou's originally weird face turned completely black, and the great calamity might actually start early.

"Now the Great Dao has not yet departed, and the Heavenly Dao has not yet been born. If the great calamity begins now, I'm afraid it will have ended long before the Heavenly Dao is born."

"Who will bear the great calamity when the Heavenly Dao is born? You can't let me and Hongjun be the protagonists of the great calamity, right?"

Luo Hou's face was completely dark. Even with his state of mind, he also showed signs of collapse at this moment.

In his battle with Hongjun, even if he failed with a back-up, as long as he was not the protagonist of the great calamity, he could implement the retreat he envisioned.

But when the great calamity begins, one of the protagonists must die to end it. Once the great calamity begins at this time, who will face the new round of great calamity caused by the Heavenly Dao?

Luo Hou thought about it and realized that only he and Hongjun could be the protagonists.

After all, except for the two of them, the rest of the people with this weight wanted to leave the prehistoric world.

And he and Hongjun had reasons to fight for it. They were born to face the calamity.

Luohou turned the World-Destroying Mill again, carefully felt the cause of the early catastrophe, and after a thousand years of seclusion, he found the source pointing to the Qilin clan.

Luohou's face was pale. After a thousand years of continuous calculations at all costs, he finally gained something.

He could understand the idea of ​​the first Qilin wanting to start the catastrophe in advance, and he would do the same.

But if he had to bear this price, it would definitely be unacceptable.

Luohou began to meditate under the Bodhi tree, using the spiritual light of the Bodhi tree to think about solutions, and find a way out for the Qilin clan to dispel their idea of ​​starting the catastrophe in advance.

Luohou swore that this was the first time he had put himself in another person's shoes, but the first time was so difficult.

The World-Destroying Mill can sense the occurrence of the catastrophe in advance and give a hint, which gave Luohou a lot of advantages in the past.

But now, because of the ability of the World-Destroying Mill, he fell into a dilemma and was constantly injured.

Hongjun of Yujing Mountain did not have such worries, and he was blessed with good fortune, but he would also suffer in the competition because of missing the first opportunity.

Luohou was still thinking at this time. He used the spiritual light of the Bodhi tree to the extreme and began to think about the way out for the Qilin clan.

The Yuanshen appeared, and under the spiritual light of the Bodhi tree, he continued to deduce. One way out after another was rejected, and finally there was only one way that Luohou did not know how to say it.

Luohou did not expect that it would be this idea that he liked very much in the past, but was the first to be rejected by him at that time.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Luohou also felt that this made some sense. The current Qilin clan's luck was too scarce compared to the dragon and phoenix.

This was something that countless actual benefits could not make up for. After all, when the cultivation reached the current level, the immortal grass and spiritual roots were no longer of much use.

Those things were treasures for ordinary people, but for those who cultivated to the sky, they could only satisfy some appetites.

"Since the Qilin tribe will gradually fall behind the dragons and phoenixes in terms of cultivation due to lack of luck, we only need to strengthen their luck."

"There are only so many fixed lucks in the world, and the divisions of birds, scales, and beasts have been completed, but that is only a very superficial division of luck, and there is still room for manipulation."

"For example, completely rule all tribes, condense those superficial lucks, and attribute all luck to the Qilin tribe."

"By then, the Qilin tribe's luck will not lag behind too much, and can include most of the luck of sentient beings. After all, the tribe of beasts in the prehistoric world occupies the largest part."

"With this method, the first Qilin should not take risks, and by the time they are completed, the Heavenly Dao should also be born."

Luo Hou thought of a solution, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and the World-Destroying Mill also turned, indicating that the catastrophe that was originally going to be advanced has returned to a fixed time.

Seeing this, Luohou cursed:

"Under the Great Dao, it is really boring! Every sip and every bite is a fixed number. I didn't expect that even I was included in their calculations. You are not afraid that I will ruin your calculations."

With his robes swung, Luohou left Mount Xumi angrily and walked towards the Qilin tribe.

You can curse and say harsh words, but you can't let yourself face the disaster just because you cursed and said harsh words.

It is not so unwise to become the protagonist of the great disaster for a moment of anger.

On the way to the Qilin tribe, Luohou couldn't help thinking.

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