The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

Not long after the ten little golden crows of the Yaozu moved to Tanggu, the Wuzu also started secret martial law.However, the Witch Clan are all big and three thick people, and they are doomed to fail to achieve the effect of the Monster Clan if they do this kind of thing with their imprecise characters and methods.

At this moment, most of the monks in Honghuang looked over.

What are the witches doing?

The last time the Yao clan was under martial law, other monks were not allowed to approach the Jiuchongtian area. This was for the safety of the demon emperor Jun, which is understandable, but the Wu clan...you are too arrogant!It's not Zuwu who gave birth to a child, why don't Zhoushan not be allowed to approach it for thousands of miles!

Many monks who live near Buzhou Mountain, where they rubbed against the world's number one spiritual vein, complained, further deepening the impression of barbarism and rudeness of the Wu people.

Even if Di Jiang wanted to make amends, he couldn't resist Zhu Rong's cruel words: "We Wu Clan are still afraid of their gossip? Whoever dares to approach Buzhou Mountain will become the Wu Clan's dinner."

In an instant, there was a widespread rumor that the witches ate monks.

Di Jiang's face was contorted.

Zhu Rong, you retarded fellow!

A few days later, at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain, Heavenly Dao sent down a golden virtuous force.

After working for a long time, Houtu came out of Teng Chang's room, holding a small thing wrapped in animal skin in his arms, and all the ancestors surrounded him, pointing at the child.

Hou Tu complained to his elder brother Di Jiang You: "I have never given birth to a child, let me help Teng Chang deliver the baby, you are not afraid of accidents."

Di Jiang was a little embarrassed, but he had a generous expression on his face, "Sister Houtu, I don't worry about the others, and Xuanming is too lively. You are the only one who is suitable to help in Zuwuli." In order to express his gratitude, he said solemnly : "Otherwise, you should be the mother of this child."

Houtu immediately refused, "No, this is Teng Chang's child."

She never thought of snatching a child from a younger generation, no matter how talented and lucky this child is, it can't change that he doesn't have her blood on him.

"By the way, Brother Dijiang." Houtu looked solemn, carefully placed the child in Xuanming's hands, and then walked aside with Dijiang, "This child is really lucky, born with merit, not only that, he He was born with a companion spirit treasure."

Houtu took out the companion spirit treasure from under his sleeve. It was a delicate and compact object with constant gem light, and one could tell that it was not of low quality at a glance.

Di Jiang didn't recognize what this was, and frowned.

Houtu said: "I didn't realize until I touched it that this is called 'Fifty Strings', and it is an innate Lingbao-level musical instrument, and this child is even the God of Music."

After listening to it, Di Jiang asked in surprise, "The one who played the music?"

Back soil nodded.

No matter what, Di Jiang never expected such a result. Logically speaking, he has a bloodline that reaches the sky, so he is not someone with strong military force, but he should be a guy with a natural heart and solid roots.

But he is actually a music god!

Have you ever seen a father with a sword give birth to a son who plays the piano?

Di Jiang took a deep breath and asked, "What is the cultivation level of this child?"

Houtu was silent.

Under Di Jiang's urging, Hou Tu silently looked at his brothers and sisters. Surrounded by Zu Wu, the newborn baby wailed loudly.

Zhu Rong suddenly shouted: "This child has a soul, and he is a Xuanxian!"

"Sister Houtu, why didn't this kind of good news be announced earlier, I thought that child had no cultivation base."

Di Jiang was overjoyed, inborn beings usually transform into immortals, but the realms of immortals are too different, from the lowest Sanxian to Earth Immortal, Xuanxian, Xuanxian can be said to be a dividing line, and they can be born to reach this level. Such a cultivated creature can be counted in the entire prehistoric world.

After Xuanxian, there are Tianxian, Jinxian, Luoshang Tianxian, and Daluo Jinxian, who is currently the strongest in Honghuang!According to rumors, the Three Purities and One Transfiguration are the roots of the celestial beings!

Sanqing cultivated into a golden immortal within ten thousand years!

Hou Tu looked at the ancestral witches who were getting lively, finally shook his head helplessly, walked into them, and decided the future of this child together.

Except for Di Jiang and Shebishi, who was used to being withdrawn, the rest of the male ancestor witches wanted to recognize this child, and in the end they simply followed the habits of the witch tribe and started to fight.In order to prevent the child from being hurt, Xuanming quickly ran out of their encirclement, and came to Houtu with a smile.

"Sister Houtu, who do you think will win?"

"In terms of hand-to-hand combat, Zhu Rong and Gonggong are more likely to win. Jumang, Qiangliang, Lishou, Xizi, and Tianwu each have their own advantages..."

Under Hou Tu's careful explanation, Xuan Ming had a temporary understanding of the strength of the brothers.

She hurriedly said: "Sister Houtu is better than Zhu Rong."

Hou Tu's competitive mentality is not strong, and he smiled: "I haven't fought before, I don't know, and Zhu Rong can't be cruel to me."

As a female ancestor witch, she still has certain privileges in the witch clan.

In Xuanming's arms, under the snow-white animal skin, the baby curled up, with black eyes, curious about everything in this world.The baby felt that something was missing, moved his fingers, and then a delicate violin appeared in his arms, and he pressed his face against it, and fell asleep comfortably.

Houtu sensed the disappearance of the Lingbao, and looked at the child in surprise, "Slept soundly."

Xuanming said unconsciously: "It's easy to get sleepy when you're just born. No matter how strong our Wu clan's children are, they are still children." She moved the animal skin to make the baby sleep more comfortably. Unusually gentle movements.

Seeing this, Houtu joked, "Xuanming, you can also find a Taoist companion."

Xuan Ming said: "No, it's too troublesome. Besides, if I want to have a baby, I can just sleep with a man for one night. There is no need to owe karma."

Houtu once again reflected on herself. The women of the Wu tribe are different from the outside world. She cannot use the "common sense" she has learned from her travels to treat her own sister.

After the ancestral witches took turns to fight, they destroyed the ground into potholes. Fortunately, they all knew that this was their home and they could not use the power of the ancestral witches to attack, otherwise the entire Buzhou Mountain would collapse.As the winner, Zhu Rong put on a pig-headed face and laughed as wildly as he could.

"You bunch of weak chickens!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a slap from Dijiang, which hit the top of his head and knocked back Zhu Rong's arrogance.

Di Jiang said with a harmless smile: "Zhu Rong, since you won, you have to learn to take care of the child from today on. Teng Chang's side, I will also help you, if you let me know what's wrong with this child , just wait and see."

Zhu Rong shivered, "Yes..."

Seeing that he understood the importance, Di Jiang said with relief, "As a father, come and name him, he will be your son from now on."

Zhu Rong's tiger eyes glowed, and he said excitedly: "Big egg!"

Di Jiang was stunned, "What?"

Zu Wu, who was rubbing the wound beside him, laughed collectively when he heard it.

It is worthy of Zhu Rong's naming style!

Teng Chang, who was recuperating, got out of bed instantly when he heard the news of the nightmare, and then rushed into the place where Zhu Rong was.Zhu Rong used to be able to get angry and hit Teng Chang, but the boss of Dijiang had warned him that he must treat Teng Chang as his wife seriously.

Zhu Rong scratched his head, "What do you want me for?"

Teng Chang said firmly and forcefully: "Change your name!"

"No change." Zhu Rong turned around and was about to go back, too lazy to bother with this big witch.

Teng Chang picked up the knife and startled Zhu Rong into guarding. Then he heard Teng Chang say: "Master Zhu Rong! If you don't change my child's name, I will die in front of you!"

Zhu Rong scolded his mother in his heart.

With a semi-compulsive attitude, Teng Chang succeeded in doing things that other Zuwu couldn't expect.From then on, the nominal prince of the Wu tribe was no longer called "Dadan", but changed to "Changqin". Zhu Rong thought it was unpleasant and sissy, so he directly merged "Prince" and "Changqin".

The child has a new name, Prince Changqin.

He was born holding a piano, his father Zhu Rong, the son of the ancestor witch, the God of Destiny, has the blood of the witch clan and the primordial spirit of the prehistoric monk.Even those who are ignorant of the Wu clan know that this child has an extraordinary future, and subconsciously respect him three points.

Kunlun Mountain, Tongtian also can't retreat, as if to get rid of the outside world.

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi left him alone and chatted alone.

"The child was born."

"I heard that the Witch Clan is spreading the word about it. Brother, how could they be so shameless that they let Zhu Rong be the father of this child!"

"Anyway, this child has nothing to do with Tongtian, no matter who he thinks is his father, you don't have to mention it in front of Tongtian in the future."

"Ugh."

"Don't sigh, I feel a little uneasy recently."

Instead of comforting Yuan Shi, Lao Tzu mentioned another matter solemnly.Seeing that the two races were rejoicing and having great luck, Lao Tzu somehow felt a chill in his heart.

Lao Tzu reckoned and asked: "Yuan Shi, how long do you think it will take for the two Lich clans to fight again?"

"War?" Yuan Shi was a little puzzled by this, "Looking at this momentum, it won't be fought once in thousands of years. The atmosphere between the two clans is good. In addition, on the day God Jun gave birth, the witch clan didn't come to sneak attack, and many monsters People in the Wu clan feel that the Wu clan is still aboveboard, and the hostility has faded a little."

Lao Tzu looked in the direction of Mount Sumeru and murmured, "I have a premonition—"

Yuan Shi pricked up his ears to listen, the eldest brother's premonition was always sure, and the occasional inaccurate one or two times were all defeated by Tongtian's unstable temperament.

"There will be a fight within 1000 years."

Yuan Shi laughed when he heard it, "No way, big brother, I still believe you said tens of thousands of years, 1000 years is really too short, the two clans have finished dividing the territory, and there is no such big dispute at present."

Lao Tzu smiled softly and said nothing.

Maybe……