In fact, after hearing what Master Yutu said, "Everything in time can be reversed, the only thing that cannot be reversed is the reversal itself," Qi Long realized that this pursuit was probably not a coincidence.

It was a deliberate arrangement by both parties.

And the reason why he was able to confirm it was naturally because his ancestor secretly sent a message to him, telling him that if there was a chance, he would surround and kill the Si Monster Lord together with others.

This cheap ancestor is not simple!

Being beaten by so many people, even if he is as strong as the Si Monster Demon King, without any defense, he can only drink his anger on the spot. His strongest body directly bursts open, and on the ground covered with flesh and blood, a face slowly squeezes out.

, staring coldly at the few people present, and then disappeared among flesh and blood.

"The flesh and blood of the Eastern Wasteland God's body is fused with this land. This also means that we who have obtained part of His authority are immortal in this land. Even if we die, we will be reborn by this land. We must be in him."

Seize the opportunity before resurrecting again, otherwise with his influence among the eighteen clans outside, it may be difficult for his plan to succeed."

A faint smile appeared on the saint's pale face, "Of course I understand what my aunt said, but no matter how busy I am, there is always time to communicate with old friends."

The saint looked at Qi Long, who nodded, "That's fine, I also have a lot of doubts, and I would like to ask the saint to solve them."

After the saint and Qi Long left, Imperial Master Yutu turned his gaze to his ancestor, his eyes turning cold.

"The leader of the list of gods is very despicable. In order to plan a big thing, he actually did the thing of picking flowers and thieves."

"You are a flower picker, I don't understand what you are talking about," the ancestor pursed his lips and squinted his eyes, showing his disapproval.

"Every time the Conferred Gods List is released, it means a change of dynasty and a new one. Regardless of the entangled fortunes, the Conferred Gods List itself needs to absorb the luck of the old dynasty in order to go one step further and allow the three hundred and sixty-five gods to become kings.

It is a new dynasty that replaces the old dynasty. Countless practitioners have entered the mortal world to help the leader of the list of gods change his past, maintain the way of heaven, and seek the throne of God. This is what everyone needs."

"And the Zhongwu Kingdom is not a dynasty with exhausted luck, but the destiny of the country has been artificially destroyed, so it cannot be absorbed during the war. And a large part of the destiny of restoring the country is concentrated on the eldest princess who is striving to restore the country. Do you want

Yes, it must be this piece of luck."

The ancestor had no idea what shame was, and hummed: "So what? When you marry into my Qi family, don't you need to pay a dowry? Furthermore, when the new dynasty is established, my dear grandson will become the Demon King. This is such good luck.

Soon it will come back again, the meat is rotten in the pot, how can it be called stealing?"

"Then do you know that without this luck of national restoration, Chongming'er will die!"

"That's why we want her to marry into our Qi family. With the blessing of the new royal family, this one can live an ignoble life. How wonderful."

"Living in an ignoble way—"

The corners of Jade Rabbit Imperial Master's eyes twitched, and he wanted to pull out his sword and give it to the other party, so that this one could live in peace for a while.

…

On the other side, Qi Lung and Chong Ming'er were alone together. Although they were alone and alone, they had no aura of ambiguity at all. In fact, the determination in their eyes was as firm as iron.

"Mr. Qi, what do you want to ask?"

Qi Lung thought for a while, "Where did the great killing monk go?"

"The Buddha of Three Sins went to the coast to do something he thought he had to do."

"Must be done?"

"Yes, he said he wanted to imitate the ancient Buddha's journey."

Qi Long raised his eyebrows and imitated the ancient Buddha. Is he going to steal something?

"What about you, why did you become a saint, and what do you want to do?"

"The original generation of Demon Emperor brought the corpse of the Eastern Wasteland God back from outside the territory, and buried it here together with the remnants of that year, and arranged two tombkeepers. Those two tombkeepers were the national preceptors of the subsequent dynasties.

"

"According to the records of our royal family, in fact, according to the last words of the God of the East Wilderness, he asked a generation of Demon Emperor to find a successor for her. That successor is a saint, and being inherited by the ancient god means inheriting his legacy in the heaven.

Being a god also means inheriting his legacy."

"Gravekeeper, deity, will, what is his will?"

"The Emperor of Heaven returns to his throne, and the universe returns to peace."

"It's the Emperor of Heaven again," Qi Long didn't want to mention this name, because it always made him feel that there was an extremely powerful being in the sky peeking at him all the time.

"So according to my understanding, you want to be the Demon King and restore the Zhongwu Kingdom?"

Chong Ming'er gave a bitter smile and said: "It is impossible for the Zhongwu Kingdom to be re-established because it is against the constitution of nature. The entire Zhongwu Ancient Kingdom has been a small accident born from a big accident since ancient times. Today's world cannot tolerate it.

The new Zhongwu country."

"But even if I don't have the status of Demon Emperor, I can still do what the Demon Emperor can do," Chong Ming'er's eyes flashed with burning flames, "This world still needs hope!"

"Hope lies not in heaven and earth, but in human beings," Qi Lung asked rhetorically.

"That's why I came to the Eastern Wilderness, hoping to use my method to reconcile humanity again and find a way for millions of monsters to survive."

"A pure idealist," Qi Long lamented, "you are very similar to someone I know."

"It's just that I still don't know what you want to do."

Chong Ming'er looked up at the sky and said softly: "There are countless fortunes circulating between heaven and earth. Some fortunes are accompanied by war and destruction, and some fortunes contain vitality and hope. What the True God wants to do

, is to extract all these fortunes and integrate them into their great ways to enhance their future status as gods. What I want to do is to keep these beautiful and vibrant fortunes here.

The land of Zhongwu.”

"Oh?" Qi Long raised his eyebrows, "What you said is really dangerous."

"For example, the war that will inevitably occur next, the battle between tens of millions of Eastern Wasteland monsters and humans, will be able to condense an innate killing aura, whether it is the true god behind the Chen Kingdom, the Zhongshan Kingdom, or the true god behind the Seven Palaces,

They are all happy to see this happen, and I want to prevent it from happening."

"This is unlikely," Qi Long raised his eyebrows. The old and new hatreds between the two clans have lasted for hundreds of years. Coupled with the high-level officials of both sides and even the true gods behind the scenes, it has long been like boiling water.

What is the use of boiling?

"No, it is possible. As long as the descendants of the Zhao family work together with me and use humane means to connect the destiny of the Eastern Wilderness Prairie with the destiny of the seven major governor's mansions, in this way, the true gods will

If we cannot extract the innate killing energy, the scale of the war will naturally be reduced."

"So you want to seize the food from the tiger's mouth, but what does this have to do with lighting a lantern?"

Although Qi Long was confused, he inexplicably thought of the Yin-Yang Way of Humanity. Could it be that the Yin-Yang Way is really the ancestor of the Zhao family?

Unexpectedly, Chong Ming'er said with a strange expression: "The seven governors claim to be Zhongwu orthodox, and regard the people in the pass as aliens, the monsters as barbarians, and the other two countries as rebels. For more than three hundred years, their fortunes have been in full swing. Even if

From my perspective, its formations, techniques, soldiers and horses, scale, systems and laws are already five times the size of the ancient country."

"But I'm afraid Mr. Qi doesn't know that these people in the Seven Prefectures are not actually Zhongwu's survivors, but descendants of the Tang Dynasty. To be precise, they are the descendants of the Tang Dynasty brought by Dunhuang, who were the first of the seven disasters that destroyed the country."

"Ah!?" Qi Long was shocked by the news. Is there still such an operation?

"From Zhongwu's point of view, these people conspire with the true god to harbor the destiny of our country, swallow up the destiny of our family, live on top of Zhongwu's people, and dominate others. These people are simply the devil among the devils, no matter what.

Killing him will not relieve his hatred."

"But in Zhao Dunhuang's eyes, this group of descendants of the Tang Dynasty traveled through mountains and rivers, narrowly escaped death, and came to this foreign wonderland. They also earned a place to stay under the heavy siege of the indigenous people. This is humane."

"If it were you, Mr. Qi, what would you do?"

"The butt determines the head, and the head determines the approach," Qi Lung said without hesitation.

"Yes, to us, they are demons, but to them, we are not just parasites living in this small world. We are both humane, but our goals are completely opposite. The two humanities are very powerful.

Collided together."

"You lost."

"Yes," Chong Ming'er said bitterly: "Zhong Wu's luck was divided into two parts. People inside the pass were inferior to pigs and dogs, and people outside the pass regarded them as evil spirits. Only these descendants of the Tang Dynasty stole the orthodoxy, and with the help of those true gods,

Enjoy three hundred years of incense and prosperity in the country."

"This is really an irresolvable grudge, and in the end, the top management of both parties should know it," Qi Lung said softly, "but you can no longer stop."

"Yes, even Zhao Dunhuang, who is known as a saint, could not let the descendants of the Tang Dynasty give up the land they carved out with their blood and lives, so he went crazy in his later years."

"Crazy?"

"He even told his descendants that he was an orthodox member of the ancient country, and everything he did was to help the ancient country and avenge the ancient country. He even secretly organized forces to avenge the upper levels of the Seventh Mansion. In the end, his actions one after another...

Arousing the anger of the gods, he and his descendants were exiled and were not allowed to enter the land of the Seven Palaces for the rest of their lives."

"No wonder Zhao Lantern thought that his ancestors were opera singers and that they specialized in the ninth stream. It turns out that this is the reason."

"But in fact, he was just pretending to be crazy, or in other words, he was only half crazy. I saw him for the last time. He told me a plan. This plan was to imitate the method of the ancient great sage to expel the Emperor of Heaven. This method is - Jedi

Tiantong!”

"He wants to expel all the true gods?" Qi Lung showed interest, "This plan is a bit interesting."

Seeing Qi Long's unconcerned expression of watching the fun, Chong Ming'er rarely flashed a hint of anger. He took a deep breath and said, "But in fact, this is impossible. In other words, there might have been some chance back then, but

Now that the true gods are invading with all their strength, this is an almost impossible goal. We can only do our best and obey fate."
Chapter completed!