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"Calamity?"

Ao Changsheng looked at the sky above the prehistoric world outside the Taoist temple with a look of surprise.

Although it was very weak and did not even affect the avenue of the prehistoric world, there was no doubt... the breath of calamity!

"Why did the breath of calamity suddenly appear?"

Ao Changsheng was surprised.

This era should have just passed about 20,000 hui, and there should be more than 30,000 hui before the end of the era.

At this time, how could the breath of calamity permeate the prehistoric world?

Of course, calamity is not a worry for Ao Changsheng. Whether it is him, his disciple Fuxi, or Gui Ling, they are not afraid of calamity.

Ao Changsheng is just strange.

How could the calamity of this era come so early?

"I remember that after the witch and demon calamity, it should be the Conferred God calamity!" Ao Changsheng thought for a while, then used his means to explore the prehistoric world.

Or to be more precise, it is to explore the nine states of the human race.

Find out what dynasty the human race has reached at this time.

"Sure enough, it's the Great Shang Dynasty!"

Ao Changsheng's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

Speaking of the Great Shang Dynasty, we have to say that this prehistoric history is similar to what Ao Changsheng knew in his previous life.

Once, when the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother and the Golden Spirit Holy Mother traveled to the human race, they fought against the great witch Xiangliu together with a Daluo of the human race, Yu, and many Golden Immortals of the human race.

Later, the Daluo Golden Immortal named Yu was the next Human Emperor, and he ascended to the throne of the Human Emperor, in addition to his own cultivation talent and many contributions to the human race.

The biggest reason is a method.

A method that allows the human battle formation to borrow the power of the Nine Provinces barrier outside the Nine Provinces barrier.

It was because of this method that Yu ascended to the throne of the Human Emperor and became the Human Emperor of that era.

It was also because of this method that the human race of this era reached its peak.

The original plan of the myriad tribes in the prehistoric world to share the luck of the human race because of the acupoints of the human race was instead absorbed by the human race.

I just don't know whether it is inevitable that prosperity will decline.

When the luck of the human race gathered and grew, and the human race became more prosperous, various tribes, countries, and forces in the Nine Provinces came to the fore.

For a time.

The originally peaceful and unified Nine Provinces of the human race were in chaos.

As the emperor of the human race, Yu conquered the east and the west.

Finally unified the entire Nine Provinces.

Moreover, Yu established a country, named Xia.

The human race, which had just shown signs of decline, recovered at a terrifying speed, and became more and more glorious.

After that, Yu relied on the power of the Nine Provinces barrier to fight outside.

The vast prehistoric world, not only the Nine Provinces barrier, but even outside the Nine Provinces barrier, the vast and boundless prehistoric world, is still dominated by the human race.

In that era, the human race was extremely brilliant.

After that, Yu succeeded and broke through the Quasi-Sage. According to the rules of the human race, he went to Huoyun Cave to live in seclusion and became the foundation of the human race.

Before leaving, Yu passed the throne of the Xia Kingdom to his son, Qi.

And the Xia Kingdom, which unified the entire human race, in a sense, represented the human race.

Since then, the prehistoric human race has changed from the original public world to the family world, just as Ao Changsheng knew the history.

And Yu also became the last human emperor.

Since then, the king of the Xia Kingdom, Qi, became the first human king.

And Ao Changsheng no longer paid attention to the history after that.

However, endless time has passed, and the Xia Dynasty has become a thing of the past. At this time, it is the Shang Dynasty, the Great Shang, that rules the human race.

Ao Changsheng looked at the direction of the human race's nine states, his eyes flickered.

"The black bird descended from the sky and the Shang..."

Ao Changsheng looked at the human race's luck above the Great Shang Dynasty at this time, his eyes flickered slightly.

"What is Fuxi...scheming again?"

Ao Changsheng was suspicious.

However, he didn't care.

In the prehistoric world, when it comes to scheming, there are probably few who can compare to Fuxi.

Even Ao Changsheng, as a teacher, is probably not as good as Fuxi in scheming, so he naturally doesn't worry about Fuxi being at a disadvantage.

"Human King - Emperor Yi!"

Ao Changsheng looked at the Human King of the human race at this time, and a hint of thought appeared in his eyes.

He remembered that after Emperor Yi of the Shang Dynasty, there was Emperor Xin, also known as King Zhou of Shang.

However...

The biggest difference between the prehistoric human race and the previous life that Ao Changsheng knew was that the human race here all had cultivation.

Even the Human Emperor and the Human King were all great supernatural powers.

So.

Even if Ao Changsheng knew that the next Human King would be King Zhou of Shang, that is, the Conferred God Tribulation, he still didn't know how many years it would take for Emperor Yi to pass the throne to Emperor Xin.

But...

This is not the focus of Ao Changsheng.

His focus is.

When King Zhou of Shang ascended the throne,It means the arrival of the Conferred Gods Calamity.

"I didn't expect that the Conferred Gods Calamity would come after only 20,000 years?" Ao Changsheng frowned.

He had always thought that the Conferred Gods Calamity would come at the end of this era!

"If the Conferred Gods Calamity appears in this era, then... what about the Journey to the West afterwards!" Ao Changsheng fell into deep thought.

He had always thought that the Conferred Gods Calamity and the Journey to the West Calamity would last for tens of billions of years.

But now it seems...

"What Conferred Gods Calamity and the Journey to the West Calamity, I'm afraid they all happened in this era of the human race!"

Ao Changsheng couldn't help but look up at the prehistoric sky.

In the entire prehistoric world, except for the innate calamity that was once suppressed by Hongyun, the only one who could trigger the prehistoric calamity in advance was probably...

Tian Dao Hongjun!

"So... these calamities are probably also the plans of Fellow Daoist Hongjun! I just don't know... what exactly is he planning?"

Ao Changsheng pondered, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

To be honest, Ao Changsheng is really happy now.

Originally, he thought that in the endless time to come, he would have to watch the saints carry out those meaningless calculations of Conferred Gods or Journey to the West calamities.

But now it seems...

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun is always in control of the overall situation!"

Ao Changsheng suddenly laughed softly.

In this situation, combined with the future of the prehistoric world that he knew, which was not sure whether it was accurate or not.

Ao Changsheng looked at the prehistoric world from afar, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "I don't know who Fellow Daoist Hongjun will calculate this time!"

...

At this time.

It is also the East China Sea.

Tongtian Sect Master's dojo, Jin'ao Island.

Returning to the dojo from Zixiao Palace.

Without any hesitation, Tongtian Patriarch sent a message to all his disciples.

"All disciples of Jiejiao, listen to my order. The killing calamity of immortals is coming. All disciples should practice hard in seclusion and chant Huangting in silence. After the great calamity, they will come out and walk in the prehistoric world."

Using the supernatural power of the saint to send the message, at this time, no matter where the disciples of Jiejiao were, they all received the message from Tongtian Patriarch at the same time.

For a time, the whole Jiejiao was in turmoil.

Although many disciples of Jiejiao were curious about the so-called killing calamity of immortals, no disciple would dare not follow the message of Tongtian Patriarch.

For a time.

The disciples of Jiejiao scattered in various places in the prehistoric world all followed the order of Tongtian Patriarch, practicing hard in seclusion and chanting Huangting in silence.

And this is the way that Tongtian Patriarch thought of to avoid the great calamity after returning from Zixiao Palace.

Although the killing calamity of immortals this time should be on all the disciples of the saints.

But after all, it was the trouble caused by the Chan Sect and the Western Sect, and it had nothing to do with their Jiejiao.

In the next catastrophe, his disciples of Jiejiao just need to stay indoors and not participate in the prehistoric disputes.

It is impossible for someone to come to his Jiejiao disciples one by one to hunt them down and fill the list of gods!

If that's the case.

Tongtian Sect Master sneered.

If that's the case, it's just right, he can find someone to try, whether his four swords of Zhuxian are really as Hongjun said when he passed them down, and only the four saints can break them.

At the same time.

In the Eight Scenery Palace of Shouyang Mountain.

Laozi, who returned to the Taoist temple, did not express the slightest expression, and even did not explain the matter of the immortal killing catastrophe to his disciple Xuandu.

Sitting cross-legged in the Eight Scenery Palace, Laozi looked normal.

Laozi, who adheres to the way of inaction, can be said to be the most indifferent to the world among all the saints.

However...

Who can know what Laozi is thinking about under his closed eyes.

Inaction?

Inaction and everything!

Beyond the heaven, the Wa Palace!

Nuwa looked at Lingzhuzi, who was sleeping like a three-year-old child in the depths of the Wa Palace, and a touch of doting appeared in her eyes.

With a light touch of one hand.

Then the Lingzhuzi was separated from the innate spiritual treasure Lingzhu.

"Is this not okay?" Nuwa looked at Lingzhuzi, who was still sleeping in her palm and had not woken up, and shook her head.

Originally, she wanted to give Lingzhuzi a few words.

However, after reincarnation, the memory would not be awakened so quickly, which saved Nuwa from the idea of ​​giving instructions.

Holding Lingzhuzi, Nuwa walked to the window of the Wa Palace, looking far away in the direction of the prehistoric world, and with a light throw of one hand, she sent Lingzhuzi into the prehistoric world and into the reincarnation of the underworld.

Looking at the disappearing Lingzhuzi, Nuwa murmured softly: "The killing calamity of the gods... is a disaster, but it is also a blessing!"

"Lingzhuzi, I wonder if you can take this opportunity to reach that step."

After saying that, Nuwa turned around and prepared to leave. Suddenly, Nuwa thought of something and casuallyA stream of light flew towards the prehistoric world.

Then he turned around and returned to the Nuwa Palace to practice in seclusion.

As for the killing calamity of the gods.

Nuwa didn't care.

For the saints, they can survive the calamity without being worn out, and they can be stained by the cause and effect without being stained. They are always with the heaven and coexist with the Tao.

The calamity will at most cause the saints to lose some disciples.

And it will not put the saints in danger of falling.

Western religion.

Compared with the seclusion policy of Tongtian, the leader of Jiejiao, Laozi's inaction and Nuwa's indifference are different.

Zhunti and Jieyin, who returned to Mount Xumi, were still dizzy at this time, immersed in the affairs of Zixiao Palace.

What happened in Zixiao Palace was something they could never have expected.

"Brother, are my disciples of the Western religion really so bad? They can't even get on the list of gods." Zhunti said unwillingly with a gloomy face.

Jieyin put his hands together, and shook his head slightly after pondering for a few breaths.

"Impossible."

"Although the West lacks talents compared to the East, it is absolutely impossible. There are only a few people in the West who can be included in the Conferred God List." Jie Yin analyzed softly.

"If the Conferred God List is really so picky, after the 365 gods on the Conferred God List are conferred, the East will probably suffer a great loss of vitality."

"Why... would this happen?"

After hearing Jie Yin's explanation, Zhunti's face looked a little better, but he was still confused and continued to ask.

At this time, Jie Yin fell into deep thought.

Because... he didn't know either!

However, after all, he was a true saint. Jie Yin used the saint's magical power, and thought and recalled for a long time without Zhunti noticing, and then he lifted the saint's magical power.

When Zhunti didn't notice the change in time.

Jie Yin said softly: "I'm afraid it's destiny... The 365 gods on the Conferred God List are probably not conferred casually, but require some kind of destiny..."

"Destiny?"

Zhunti was puzzled.

"That's right." Jie Yin nodded.

"Perhaps, Master Hongjun didn't intend for us to fill the Conferred God List, but was waiting for the scene in Zixiao Palace to happen."

"I want to see the arrival of the immortal killing calamity."

Jie Yin said silently in his heart.

But he didn't say it to Zhunti.

In the prehistoric world, even as a saint, his words and deeds could not escape the attention of the heaven.

So, such words are naturally not easy to say.

Looking at the sky above his head, Jie Yin's slightly narrowed eyes had a little thoughtful color, "Master Hongjun... is he calculating something?"