Dong Huang sighed: "A whim countless years ago actually led to such a discovery. It's really unexpected... That dragon is definitely not an ordinary one. It is very likely similar to the legendary Pangu Creation Dragon. Only that kind of dragon can have..."
Zhu Rong took a breath and said, "Yes, only the dragon of creation has the ability to regulate and absorb the luck of heaven and earth. The purity of the luck flowing out is really... eye-opening, eye-opening!"
"good."
"And that little firebird is clearly the Three-legged Golden Crow! And is it still alive?"
Zhurong Zuwu suddenly became furious. "Is that the backup plan that your demon race had laid out tens of millions of years ago? Is this what you call a whim, the so-called cause and effect?"
"You still want to deny it. That three-legged golden crow is clearly the bloodline of the demon king, which is purer than it can be! Dong Huang, you are losing your dignity by denying it like this."
Zhu Rong said angrily: "You... you actually have the ability to lay the thread for tens of millions of years. Are you showing up this time to show off, or to protect this three-legged golden crow..."
Thinking of this, Zhu Rong's face turned into horror, with all seven emotions showing.
Dong Huang sighed helplessly: "It's really not!"
"Really?"
Dong Huang smiled bitterly: "Zhu Rong Zu Wu really thinks too highly of me. If we had arranged it... it would have been much better."
He sighed.
"Really not! If I had known this earlier, I should have come here in my true form. What can a mere wisp of divine consciousness do?"
Dong Huang was also helpless: "If they really had such ability, how could they be directly dispersed and exiled..."
"Is this one of the ten princes?" Zhu Rong was a little confused.
Dong Huang obviously didn't understand it either: "This... I don't understand it."
"Isn't it?" Zhu Rong was shocked.
"Maybe... it's not really..." Dong Huang was really a little uncertain.
Although Donghuang had little contact with the ten Golden Crow Princes, he was able to recognize them.
But the one in front of me is indeed a bit strange, and judging from its majestic appearance, it seems to be much more agile than the others when they are just born.
But it is clearly the pure bloodline of the Demon King.
But why do you call the boy below mom
This is so...
There are so many twists and turns in this matter that even Donghuang, who is an unparalleled powerful being, is still a little confused.
“Isn’t this one of the ten princes?! Then it can only be this... Did Emperor Jun give birth to eleven golden crows? This is just an illegitimate child..." The remaining soul of the ancestor witch Zhurong was puzzled.
Dong Huang's face darkened: "Zhu Rong, don't talk nonsense!"
"But how do you explain this? I don't understand it at all."
"Don't say that Zhurong, the ancestor witch, doesn't know what's going on. Even I don't understand what's going on." Donghuang's face was also full of confusion at this moment.
If his real body were here, he would naturally be able to calculate with the help of his fingers and deduce the secrets of heaven.
He now only had a wisp of divine consciousness and was completely unable to deduce the mysteries of heaven. Naturally, he could not find out the origins and more origins of this three-legged golden crow.
"But why would this Golden Crow call that kid 'mother'? Could it be that the kid is good-looking and caught the Demon King's eye? Has the Demon King's taste become like this..."
Zhu Rong muttered to himself.
Dong Huang's face turned as black as charcoal: "Shut up."
Zhu Rong immediately asked in confusion: "No, even if the Demon King's taste has changed, that boy is still a man after all, so it's impossible for him to have children!"
"Even if this kid can give birth, he can't be called mother! Even if this kid can really give birth, he can't give birth to a crow!"
"It's even less likely to be a three-legged crow!"
Dong Huang glanced sideways, frowning in displeasure: "You keep calling me a crow... Who are you scolding?"
“I forgot that you are also…” Zhurong, the ancestor of witches, said awkwardly.
"… "
"I finally understand. This kid must be extremely lucky. Otherwise, how could he have gathered so many opportunities..."
Zhu Rong's remaining soul murmured, "My inheritance was given to him... so it doesn't really count as an insult to me."
"He has the dragon of creation, the three-legged golden crow of the demon clan, the sword of Queen Nuwa, and the inheritance of Gonggong of my clan... If he also has the inheritance of my Zhurong fire, it will not be bad for my witch clan..."
Dong Huang said calmly: "I don't believe you didn't notice that there is still yin and yang energy flowing in his body?"
"Of course he did discover something, but the yin and yang energy flowing through his body and becoming one with it is not a manifestation of his skills and abilities. There must be another explanation."
"There must be something else going on."
Dong Huang frowned and thought for a while, then said, "It's a pity that we can't deduce the secrets of heaven now, and it's hard to find out the truth... But what is certain is that from ancient times to the present, few people have such luck."
"He is indeed a man of great luck." Zhu Rong's residual soul asked, "But I wonder how he compares to you guys back then?"
Dong Huang was silent for a long time, and then said, "If we calculate this kid's age based on his human age, he would be in his early twenties now."
He said this and stopped talking.
But Zhu Rong already understood.
Twenty years old!
Since ancient times, who among the powerful ones could gather all these innate lucks at the age of twenty!
Having a shallow cultivation level is just a minor issue. There are too many natural treasures, too many resources, and too many opportunities in the world to help one advance by leaps and bounds and reach the sky in one step.
But innate luck is hard to find, and is the most important thing!
And Dong Huang and Yao Huang, at this age, obviously did not have such achievements. When I was at this age, my combat power might be higher than this kid, but when it comes to luck... the difference is as far as heaven and earth.
This kid has gathered all kinds of luck from the way of heaven, yin and yang, the human race, the witch race, and the demon race, and they are all pure luck that goes against the innate nature!
This is simply an evil that defies the will of heaven!
Dong Huang was silent for a moment, and said, "If he still has an innate spiritual treasure, I really don't know how to comment on him."
"makes sense."
Only people at their level would know that if they possessed these, and if an innate spiritual treasure recognized them as its master, then they would be treated like a saint.
How many saints have there been since ancient times
"If he now possesses the innate spiritual treasure, then he can only be the biological son of the Heavenly Dao..."
Zhurong, the ancestor of witches, sighed, and there was a rare sour taste in his tone.
A little envious and jealous.
Innate spiritual treasure... I have seen it many times in my life, but they were always used by others to beat me...
But I myself have never owned one.
"It's not so easy to possess an innate spiritual treasure. Just the stage of recognizing its master is very difficult. This kid's cultivation is not enough, and he can't do it yet. But it's hard to say what the future will be like." Donghuang said slowly.
"makes sense."
"It's just... this three-legged golden crow recognizes him as its master. Compared with the innate spiritual treasure, it is not much different." The more Dong Huang thought about it, the more he felt that it was a bit strange.
Moreover, this three-legged golden crow will surely be left wandering outside like this, right
This is the pure bloodline of the Demon King.
Although the couple didn't know yet...
Zhurong felt that his residual soul was becoming more and more unstable. He laughed and said with infinite open-mindedness: "I don't have time to watch it. I am going to return to silence. Donghuang, this is how my life will be."
His eyes were a little hazy, thinking back to the time when he was with his brothers. In front of him, a majestic face seemed to appear again, accusing him: "Can you not be impulsive?"
"Not impulsive, is that still me?"
Zhu Rong looked a little strange and a little ashamed.
Back then... Brothers... Do you... still hate me? Do you still remember me
I gotta go.
"Let's wait a little longer."
Dong Huang smiled warmly, "I had an idea at the time. First, I predicted that something strange would happen to your inheritance in the future. Second, I wanted to send you on your way to reincarnation. You have endured for so many years, and the remaining remnant of your soul may not be able to travel through reincarnation. I have been your enemy for a lifetime, but I am glad to have an enemy like you. I will send you on your way. I hope that we can fight again in the future."
"Reincarnation..." Zhu Rong muttered to himself.
"Do you want to come again?"
His eyes were looking at Zuo Xiaoduo in the hall, and also at the three-legged golden crow that was pecking frantically outside.
Then he turned to look at Donghuang's expression.
Suddenly, Zhu Rong laughed: "I, Zhu Rong, only live in this life, and do not seek afterlife!"
As he was speaking, there was a sudden bang, and the remaining soul exploded, turning into tiny specks of starlight. It was obvious that it would no longer exist in the world, and there would be no trace of it in the future.
Dong Huang sighed: "Even if you don't want to accept my favor, you don't have to cause me trouble like this... Old rival, I really hope you can have an afterlife, and I look forward to the day when we can fight again."
"This temper has never changed in a million years..."
Before he finished speaking, Donghuang's divine consciousness also began to burn, and with its boundless power, it gathered all the remaining starlight of Zhu Rong's remnant soul into one place. Then he turned his head to look at Zuo Xiaoduo and smiled bitterly: "You old ghost, you deliberately didn't want me to pass this matter back with this wisp of divine consciousness, so you deliberately split your soul, right?"
"At this moment, I have to transform my soul into heavenly fire to gather your ashes and reincarnate... In that case, I can only return with a little bit of my true spirit, but I can't bring back more news... Zhu Rong, you don't seem like such a calculating person... Who said that the Wu clan is the most simple and unpretentious?"
Purple flames rose from Donghuang’s body and he sighed softly.
"Never mind. People will find their own destiny later on... I'll give you a ride, old friend!"
Then it turned into a dense flame, mixed with Zhu Rong's remaining soul, and flew across the sky and flew away...
"What a shame, what a shame. I wanted to follow this kid and see... but I don't have the chance anymore. This Zhu Rong... I don't know if he is just such a fool, or if it is the accumulation of countless years that has made him scheming..."
From beginning to end, Zuo Xiaoduo had no idea that he was being spied on by two old men.
All he felt at this moment was regret.
It's such a good opportunity, why don't Xiaobai and Xiaojiu come out to take a look? I wonder how many good things they missed...
Continue to tinker on the throne, tirelessly.
I don’t believe it can’t be opened!
Perhaps it was because he had explored the throne for a long enough time, and then Zuo Xiaoduo's palm suddenly moved, as if...
I pressed some mechanism for no apparent reason.
brush!
The throne instantly turned into a stream of light and disappeared, but a book made of unknown material and a jade slip fell out with a snap.
… …
(End of this chapter)