C602 There is no great sage qitian only a monkey
C602 There is no great sage qitian only a monkey
The Patriarch of the Styx was a famous figure in terms of Prehistoric Land, and similarly, the Patriarch of the Styx was a famous turtle shell in terms of Prehistoric Land. This person bullied the weak and feared the strong, and he was as timid as a mouse. Almost everyone had been affected by the great tribulation, but it did not affect him.
Legend has it that the two swords of the River Styx, the nose, and the original map, were exceptionally domineering. In the sea of blood, there were countless divine blood god sons of his. As long as the sea of blood was not destroyed, the River Styx would always exist. During the Great Sea of Blood, even his mother could no longer recognize him. However, he was still alive, and had even created his own clan, the Asura Race. He could be considered quite a character. Being able to survive on this Prehistoric Land was itself a type of ability.
Hearing the wild laughter in the sea of blood, Zhu Geqingqing's heart trembled. She held onto Chen Yuyang tightly, his eyes trembling. Chen Yuyang laughed and scolded: Qing Qing, what are you afraid of? That fellow is just a small fry in this vast wasteland, even saints cannot hurt you now, let alone an ant that has yet to become a saint! "
It was the greatest scar on the River Styx, but even after being stabbed, River Styx still did not get angry. He only laughed loudly and said, "Junior, Zhi Zun is also a saint, how can you complain about it? I, the Ancestor, have been in the Styx for 120 million years, hmph, who said that the Ancestor can't become a saint! "As long as you create your own clan, you can still become a saint with the Heavenly Daos!"
Chen Yuyang frowned, and after being stunned for a moment, he asked, "The Asura Race?"
Styx's voice once again resounded in the sea of blood, continuously clicking its tongue, "Un, not bad, not bad, junior did not expect you to have some literary knowledge, right? "Asura, Asura, there are six paths, but there is no Asura Race. Now that I have created the Asura Race, I will use the Heavenly Dao!"
As soon as his voice fell, a blood-red figure appeared, standing above the sea of blood, stroking his beard shamelessly, "Junior, for the sake of you helping me just now, the ancestor will not bother with you anymore, go ahead, but the woman beside you is staying, the ancestor will use her appearance to create a clan!"
Chen Yuyang looked at the little old man with two swords stuck at his waist, and couldn't help but laugh: "Fuck, do you think you're f * cking incredible? What are you playing around with?
However, what made Chen Yuyang even more surprised was that why was this Styx only at the peak of the Da Lou Golden Immortal Realm. According to the records, the Styx had already sat down at the Daofather level to listen to the dao, and was at least a Quasi-Saint Cultivator. How would Styx know what Chen Yuyang was thinking? He only knew that Chen Yuyang was rude to him, so he said furiously, "Ancestor is in a good mood today, he doesn't want to kill anyone. Kid, scram quickly, otherwise, Ancestor will train you to become the son of the Blood God."
Seeing the River Styx pull out its sword, Chen Yuyang still did not panic. Instead, he looked at the River Styx curiously and asked: "Why are you only a Da Lou Golden Immortal?"
Within the prehistoric era, there were strict divisions of cultivation levels. Monsters that had just experienced heavenly tribulation or human form, those were usually Earthly Immortals, then Heavenly Immortals, then Mysterious Immortals, then Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortals and Supreme Yi Mysterious Immortals, then Golden Immortals, then Gold Immortals, and finally Golden Immortals.
Breaking through to the quasi-Saint level meant reaching the Golden Immortal Realm, which meant breaking through to the Primordius level meant becoming a Golden Immortal, which also meant becoming a saint. Above the Great Luo Jin Xian, there was also the Great Luo Jin Xian, which was also commonly known as the "Hong Jun Realm". The current Chen Yuyang had already touched upon the realm of the Primordius and not one of the largest immortals, he could be said to be an existence at the peak of the Saint realm. Naturally, he was able to tell the cultivation base of the Styx with a single glance.
He unconsciously took two steps back and asked, "Junior, who exactly are you? Even in the prehistoric domain, the Daofather has yet to open the door to preach and speak about the Dao. Just who are you?" Why can you see through my cultivation? "
Chen Yuyang stared at the River Styx in confusion. Suddenly, his mind stirred as he asked. "How many times has Daofather Hong Jun lectured already?"
The primordial era was devoid of time, so he could only use some big matters to record the concept of time. The Styx shook and stammered, "It, it's already been two times! "You, who exactly are you ?"
Chen Yuyang raged, and under his rage, there was actually a small trace of excitement. When he arrived at the Great Desolate World, time had actually changed. Hong Jun taught once every three thousand years, a total of three times. Since that was the case, the great calamity should have yet to begin.
He didn't really understand what kind of status he should have right now. According to this historical evolution, the Lich War should have yet to begin, and those Saints have yet to become Saints. He still had a chance, a chance to change history.
However, the only thing he could not figure out was why time had turned into this. How did he get into such a space after breaking through space? Logically speaking, it should have been after the Lich War that he appeared in the prehistoric era, and even after the Conferred God Battle, why?
Chen Yuyang began to slowly sink into deep thought, but he quickly remembered the eight gathas of the Hong Jun Ancestor. Hong was able to accomplish nothing, while Hong was the person who had yet to open the origin of the universe, and Jun was someone who had an unlimited amount of time. Chen Yuyang seemed to have figured something out as a faint golden light shot out from his eyes.
He began to understand more and more what that crazy Mortal World Daoist told him, and started to do things according to his own heart. So it turned out that he was referring to this. So it turned out that all of this was covered by an invisible hand. However, Chen Yuyang did not know the motive of the mastermind, or the bottom line.
When he thought about the two boring conversations he had with Chen Luohe, it seemed that his father would already know about some things at that time. That person patted his shoulder and said sincerely and sincerely, "Change what you can change when you go back, and don't change what you can't change, understand?"
At that time, Chen Yuyang had only treated it as a joke, but now that he thought about it, that was not the case. Frowning, he stood like this on the sea of blood for a long time before endless amounts of thoughts flashed past Chen Yuyang's mind, from his first meeting with Hong Jun to everything that had happened in all these years.
Once again, he concentrated his gaze and looked at the grandmist clock in his hand. Once again, he was stunned and puzzled, then asked: "Who am I, who am I, the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow, the Earth Pressure Holy Man, Chen Yuyang, who am I, and who am I?"
For a moment, it was as if he had lost his identity, and he didn't understand what kind of character he should appear on the Prehistoric Land as. Losing his identity was indeed a very terrifying thing. It was as if everything was no longer within his control. He did not like this feeling.
Suddenly, two beams of light flashed, and the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow, dressed in a nine dragon robe, appeared above the sea of blood. Suddenly, two beams of light flashed, and the Tenth Prince, dressed in a nine dragon robe, appeared above the sea of blood.
Chen Yuyang looked at the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow and looked at Lu Xin. He then looked at their playful smiles and asked doubtfully, "You know, all of you definitely know. Tell me, why?"
Lu Xin held his beloved wine gourd and laughed: "Who am I? Who's me? Is that important? Aren't you Chen Yuyang? " The Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow also laughed, "That's right, you are our true body, the spiritual leader of China, the saint who broke through with his strength, and Chen Yuyang!"
Once a person lost his identity, it would be a very tragic thing, and also a very helpless thing. Normally, this kind of situation would only happen to people who lost their memories. For people who didn't lose their memories, this sort of situation really never happened. However, in this desolate land, such strange things happened to Chen Yuyang.
Time and space had all changed, and he had lost his identity. He had always regarded himself as the last remaining member of the Golden Crow Clan, the reincarnation of the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow, but now, two Golden Crow princes had appeared in this vast world, and two little ten had appeared. Even if he had to travel through space and time to return to the past, it was impossible for two of him to appear in the same time and space.
For example, if the current Chen Yuyang had returned to the Mortal World, or back to the apocalypse in 2012, then the Chen Yuyang that existed at that time would have to die, or even disappear. It was absolutely impossible for two people to appear in the same space at the same time. That was something that the Heavenly Dao did not allow, and it was also something that the natural laws did not allow.
However, Chen Yuyang seemed to have forgotten one thing, that he was not the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow, but rather, was the successor of the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow. Furthermore, he had already broken through the Heavenly Dao.
In this aspect, he had even more of a natural advantage than Dao Ancestor Hong Jun. Otherwise, Hong Jun would not have chosen him to change the history of this world, to change the location of this ancient land, and to change the structure of this world. Even if Hong Jun's cultivation was higher than his, Hong Jun was still the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao. Cultivating under the Heavenly Dao, while Chen Yuyang had already surpassed the Heavenly Dao.
However, such a change was truly unacceptable to Chen Yuyang. It was as if his only foothold in this world had been destroyed, and his body was continuously falling into a state of panic. But even though he was panic-stricken, Chen Yuyang still wanted to find a foothold in this strange space and time.
The North Sea. Since the Demon Clan of the Heavenly Court still existed, the North Sea was naturally a barren land. It was also impossible for the demon master, Kun Peng, to place its base in the North Sea. Or perhaps, the gigantic Black Tortoise from the Northern Sea was still there. As they soared into the sky, Chen Yuyang along with Zhu Geqingqing had already appeared above the Great Desolate Eastsea.
The Prehistoric Land that was not broken into pieces by the battle between the Saints, was a thriving scene that made one enthralled. The four continents and the five great oceans were not separated either. However, the current primordial era was still devoid of life. There were very few birds or beasts, and very few powerful creatures.
Above the sea of blood, Zhu Geqingqing seemed to have already felt the bewilderment in her heart. It's just that she really didn't know how to comfort this man of hers. The change in roles made Zhu Geqingqing a little angry in his heart. She hated herself for being so useless.
However, girls naturally had their own methods. She couldn't understand these big things, but she was still able to use their hearts and souls to warm the man beside her. Tightly leaning into Chen Yuyang's embrace, and with the sea breeze still unceasingly invading her cheeks and hair, Zhu Geqingqing stood at the edge of the clouds, stroking Chen Yuyang's arm and softly asking: "Yuyang, no matter what? I am by your side and you have no status in this world. I am one of them, but you are my husband.