The Pregnancy Energy Is Contrary To Heaven, And My Children Are All Over The World

A strange light flashed in Lin Zijun's eyes.

Prophecy of the prophet?

The three shark elders stood on the spot, their cloudy eyes constantly looking at the human youth.

It looks like Lin Zijun is the prisoner.

This inexplicable scene made Hai Xin and Bai Zhiyou unable to understand.

After a while, one of the white-haired old men asked.

"Young man, how many children do you have?"

Lin Zijun was stunned.

For a few children, this question is really hard to answer.

No, shouldn't I be asking you questions? How come you're interrogating me?

And how many children I have have anything to do with you?

"Three seniors, I think we should talk about cooperation."

Lin Zijun originally thought that these three clan elders must be very difficult to crack, even more difficult to deal with than Hai Xin.

After all, they are usually the ones who are stubborn and pedantic.

But he never expected that the attitudes of these three clan elders seemed to have changed drastically because of their status as other clansmen.

"Cooperation? No problem, as long as you answer us how many children you have, we can cooperate with you."

Lin Zijun was speechless for a moment.

It's so simple, are you kidding me?

He thought about it and decided that it didn't matter if he told them. He just said it because he was afraid they wouldn't believe it.

Lin Zijun's mind sank into the system, opened the children's interface, took inventory, and said.

"Three seniors, I have quite a lot of heirs, which may seem strange to you.

The three clan elders glanced at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"How many children do you have?"

Lin Zijun said lightly.

"I currently have 1,107 10 children."

These are those who have already been born, such as Fairy Bibo, Hongchen, Hu Qianmei and others, who are all pregnant. Those who have not yet been born, he does not count.

Hearing this, the three clan elders seemed to have expected it, and the surprise in their eyes could not be concealed.

On the other hand, Hai Xin and Bai Zhiyou took a breath of cold air and couldn't believe it.

With more than a thousand descendants, are these still human beings?

Even some monsters that are particularly capable of giving birth may not be able to give birth to so many children in their lifetime.

"It's him...it's him. The person predicted by the prophet must be him!"

The gray-haired old man seemed to be having a flashback, and his gray face suddenly became full of energy and radiant.

Hai Xin asked doubtfully.

"Elder of the clan, what exactly is the prophetic prophecy you are talking about?"

The three clan elders laughed loudly and slowly told the prophecy.

As we all know, the Sharman tribe holds a large-scale sacrifice every sixty years.

Some people speculate that this kind of sacrifice is to communicate with the Immortal World and obtain the power given by the Immortal Emperor.

Some people say that sacrifice is just a traditional activity and cannot communicate with the Immortal World. Otherwise, why would the Sharman tribe have only one Soul Formation?

In fact, both of these statements are correct, and neither is correct.

In the beginning, the Sharian priests were indeed able to communicate with the Immortal World, and the Immortal World did have the power to be passed down, allowing the chosen people from the Sharman race to directly Soul Formate in just one year.

But this kind of communication does not always result in success.

Even if it succeeds, not every time someone will be selected to gain cultivation.

The sacrifices of the Sharman tribe have been going on for millions of years. Only after the death of the leader of the Soul Formation tribe will new tribesmen be selected.

During this period, the Sharman tribe's sacrifice could not communicate with the Immortal World at all, and was more of a traditional activity.

Hai Xin, the patriarch of this generation, is very young, only less than two hundred years old.

Therefore, during her tenure as clan leader, sacrifice was just an activity.

But thirty years ago, during the last sacrifice, the three clan elders unexpectedly connected to the Immortal World.

They were pleasantly surprised.

Before this, there had never been a situation where the clan leader was connected to the Immortal World while he was still alive.

They originally thought that the Sharman tribe would have one more Soul Formation, but they did not expect that the Immortal World only passed down a prophecy and did not grant power.

The prophecy said that many years later, a human monk would come from the mainland, and he would lead the Shark race to glory and return to immortality.

The three clan elders were extremely excited and excited. They quickly asked the name and appearance of the human monk and wanted to send people to the mainland to search for him.

The Prophet did not answer.

Just tell them that the time has not come yet.

When the time comes, the human monk will come to them.

This person has only one characteristic, that is, he has many children, more than a thousand.

The three clan elders have been waiting for this day for thirty years.

They thought that this prophecy would not come true.

After all, no human race can give birth to more than a thousand heirs. Even a mortal emperor can only have hundreds of heirs in a short life.

Unexpectedly, one day, a human monk would really come to the Shark Race.

Moreover, this man really had more than a thousand descendants.

After hearing the clan elder's story, Hai Xin stood stunned on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Leading the Shark race to glory, isn't this the result of her reincarnation for hundreds of generations and her final choice to compromise?

Could it be that what this human race said is true, and whatever choices they make, there will be corresponding results.

Wouldn't that be...

Hai Xin's face suddenly turned red.

The mind couldn't help but think of living a shameless life with Lin Zijun and giving birth to a lot of children.

Lin Zijun was also shocked by the clan elder's words.

Is there really a prophet in this world who can predict the future?

He thought of Zhang Guanzhu of Taoist Monastery and Saintess Fluctlight. They would also deduce the future.

But at most they can deduce events in the next few days, and they are all related to themselves.

And the prophet known to the old men of the Sharman tribe actually predicted that he would come here more than thirty years in advance.

Thirty years ago, Lin Zijun was still the son-in-law of the Lin family. At that time, he was just a young Qi Refining monk.

People in the Immortal World really have such vast Divine Abilities.

Doesn't that mean that he has been targeted for a long time?

Lin Zijun's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

At this time, the three clan elders looked at Hai Xin and waved.

"Patriarch, come here quickly.

Hai Xin hesitated for a moment and walked over.

The three clan elders directly pushed her to Lin Zijun's side. They looked at the two of them up and down, and the more they looked at them, the more they felt they were a perfect match.

Although one of them has legs and the other has a fish tail, which is completely incompatible with each other, the three clan elders felt that this was a marriage appointed by the prophet, a match made in heaven.

"Young man, didn't you just say that you wanted to cooperate? If you want to cooperate, you must first marry our clan leader. What do you think?"

Lin Zijun looked stunned.

Is there such a good thing?

Hai Xin's face was full of shyness, like a young girl who had not yet left the court, she said coyly.

"Elders, what are you doing?

In fact, she didn't have much resistance in her heart.

After all, marrying Lin Zijun has happened once in a hundred reincarnations before.

However, she was a little embarrassed to talk about this kind of thing, especially in front of outsiders.

After all, she is just a girl who is less than 200 years old. At this age among the Sharman tribe, she is about the same age as a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old from the human tribe.

The outsider Bai Zhiyou's eyes widened, with colorful expressions on her face.

She never expected that the development of things would gradually lead to an outrageous path, going further and further away.

This is wrong!

This man captured your clan leader alive, and you just gave him away for nothing?

The key is, Hai Xin, you act like a shy little daughter, what are you doing?

Seeing Lin Zijun's stunned expression, the clan elders replied.

"What? Could it be that you don't want to?"

Lin Zijun came back to his senses and laughed.

"Three seniors support me, and I don't dare to disobey you. It's just that... I have a lot of things to do, and I may not be able to live in the Sharman tribe for a long time."

The clan elders waved their hands and didn't mind.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you give birth to a son and a half for our clan.

Haixin was so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

This is where we start talking about having a baby. We shouldn’t be in such a hurry.

Lin Zijun nodded subconsciously, and then suddenly looked at Hai Xin's elegant and slender fish tail with doubtful eyes.

How did this happen?

The clan elder said.

"Chief, you will turn into a human form first, and in one month, we will hold a wedding ceremony for you.

Hai Xin raised his head and glanced at Lin Zijun, sighed softly, and a spiritual light spread downward from his waist.

The light blue fish tail gradually turns into a pair of straight and slender jade legs, which are white and flawless, like naturally carved warm jade, making people unable to move their eyes away.

Lin Zijun's breath froze.

He originally thought that this mermaid's face and figure were invincible, but he didn't expect that the legs were the most important thing.

The Leg Wan Nian series is truly invincible.

He forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart and said.

"Senior, isn't the wedding ceremony a bit too eye-catching? After all, I am a human monk.

The white-haired old man took out a scale and handed it over.

"It doesn't matter, we will tell the outside world that you are also a Sharman. With this object, outsiders will not be able to see through your identity.

Lin Zijun took the scales and injected Entering Spirit. In an instant, his lower body also turned into a fish tail.

Of course, this is just a cover-up, and nothing actually changes.

Lin Zijun put away his scales, but still looked hesitant.

Once the wedding ceremony is held, it will disrupt his subsequent plans. He also plans to sneak into other tribes quietly with Bai Zhiyou and arrest their clan leaders.

"What? Do you still have concerns?"

the clan elders asked.

Lin Zijun was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"Everything will be subject to the arrangements of the three seniors."

After saying that, he released the cultivation constraints of the three clan elders and also released the seal of Hai Xin.

The plan can't keep up with the change, so let's marry a mermaid first.

The three clan elders nodded with satisfaction, and then they looked at Bai Zhiwei, who had been ignored, with a somewhat troubled expression.

Lin Zijun said quickly.

"The three seniors don't have to worry about her. She is now my maid and will not leak what happened today.

The clan elder's expression changed, and his eyes showed shock.

Maid?

Good guy, you are really capable of capturing the leader of the White Flood Dragon clan as a maid.

Then, they remembered that the head of their family had also been sealed just now. If they hadn't told the prophet's prophecy and turned enemies into friends, this boy would have had another maid.

The three of them suddenly felt lucky.

The head of their family was upgraded from a maid to a Taoist companion, and their relationship instantly improved a lot. This choice was not a bad one.

On the other hand, Bai Zhiyou's face was uglier than crying.

The same clan leader was also captured alive. Why am I a maid and she is a Taoist companion?

Am I worse looking than her?.