"What are you thinking?" Jin felt that the other party was very interesting, and he couldn't help but speak.

"I wonder why the fruit is ripe and falls to the ground instead of flying into the sky?" Kuafu glanced at them slowly, and the totem on the opposite side was a stunning cyan color, full of life and cleanliness, reminiscent of the fields where the ice floes had melted in the past harsh winter, and green plants slowly grew and sprouted.

"Did you think of that?" Jin was stunned.

"Nope." Kua Father shook his head, he thought for a moment and said, "I haven't seen you, you don't belong to the Wu clan. ”

"Oh, why?" They passed by countless tribes belonging to the Wu clan, and even the extremely talented witches among the witches who were born in their hearts did not distinguish their abnormalities, but it was the dull and almost wooden young man in front of them who noticed that something was wrong.

"What are you going to do if we're a demon?" Jin has a bad taste attack.

"Not how." Kuafu shook his head, and when he saw that Jin didn't seem to understand, he rarely explained, "You have been by my side for more than half a year, but you haven't harmed a single witch clan, so why should I do something unfavorable to you?" ”

"What if we hurt the Witch Clan in a place you didn't see?" Jin asked.

"Those who are favored by the grass and trees will not be the evildoers." Kuafu closed his eyes and fell into his own contemplation, this is a witch who is close to the growth of all things without limits, even if the other party is still a teenager who has only lived for more than ten years, but I don't know why Jin seems to see the shadow of his brother Pangu in the other party.

So Jin and Hongjun settled in this small tribe.

They cut down trees and built houses, hunted and fished like the witches who lived in this tribe, and this stay was fifteen years, watching each other grow from a young boy to a young man with enough responsibility, even if the other party was as withdrawn as ever, but his study of everything in the world allowed this small witch tribe to start the most primitive planting.

Jin found it very interesting, the dispute between the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan originally originated from food, and now some Wu Clan actually thought of obtaining food by planting.

"Don't you hate the demon clan?" Jin couldn't help but ask again.

"Why hate?" Kua's father slowly weaved the fishing net, and then raised his eyelids to look at Jin Tong, he was actually very grateful to the other party, although he has not solved most of his problems to this day, but at least the other party has a lot more experience than himself in planting, "We hunt and they hunt in fact to survive, since they are all alive, what is there to hate or not hate?" ”

Jin was silent, he thought of himself and Han Yi for a while, there are still two thousand years before Han Yi joined the Dao, before he hated Tiandao so deeply, and the grudges were so indescribable to this day, I don't know which one is more cruel, but now Kuafu's words woke him up, no matter how Tiandao calculates, the latter is actually just instinctively wanting to live, although understanding does not mean forgiveness, just no longer hate, and even at this moment he wants to talk to the other party, he doesn't want much for so many years, that is, Han Yi one, If the other party can return Han Yi after the merger, he actually feels that it is not so difficult.

At the same time, Hongjun was meditating by the lake, he had received a message from several disciples before, Sanqing had a dispute because of the difference in the Tao, so Lao Tzu sent a message to ask the master to mediate, he has not yet replied, only felt that a big river suddenly appeared in front of him.

I don't know its source, I don't know its end, the vast soup soup, clear but deep, looking at it as if facing the abyss.

It's not the first time Hongjun has seen the long river of fate, in fact, when he was still only at the peak of the quasi-saint peak, he had the ability to glimpse the long river of fate, but at that time he didn't do this, what sentient beings can glimpse is only the direction that fate can go in at that moment, if it changes because of this, you don't know that it is not arranged by fate.

This time, however, was different.

He had never seen this river so deeply, felt its eternal vitality and treachery, and for a time blessed his soul to inquire about the future of his fellow Taoists.

I don't know where the wind blows, and the waves are like snow.

Roaring, pounding.

I don't see the two banks, and I don't know how deep the bottom of the river is.

Overnight, Hongjun felt as if he was sitting in the water of the river, and the current of water passed by him, but passed through him and left, not even stained on him.

Hongjun closed his eyes and thought for a long time, the past, the present, and the future.

There has never been a moment in the chaos that is so clear as it is now, and it is so trance-like now.

Heaven and earth are extremely numbered by nine, and he has become a saint and is not in the long river, but his Taoist companions are still deeply trapped in it, and they are carried by flowing water and do not stop rushing.

If I go into the water, will I be re-exposed to cause and effect?

The soul and the other party are one and can no longer be separated, so whether it is a saint or something else, how can there be a difference?

"Jin, I have to go back." Waking up from his contemplation for only a moment, Hongjun felt that he had found a solution, but he still needed to retreat.

"Do you want to retreat?" Jin's expression was extremely frightened, and his bloodless lips trembled slightly.

"A thousand years, a thousand years at most." Hongjun understood the other party's concerns, and immediately leaned over and kissed the other party's cold lips.

“…… Good. Jin finally looked at the other party deeply.

"From today onwards, the demon clan rules the sky, and the witch clan rules the earth, and there will be no war for thousands of years!" Although Hongjun believed that there was nothing in the entire flood wilderness that could harm his own Daoist companions, he still left a warning word.

Jin has been by Han Yi's side since the beginning of his spiritual wisdom, and they have spent countless years in chaos, observing and even participating in the struggle between gods and demons; When Pangu opened the sky, at that time, he still followed his brother like a child, watching them sit and talk about the Tao, and apply for each other's magical powers, although he usually fell asleep in Han Yi's arms while listening; Later, they joined hands and swore to be Taoist couples under the Heavenly Dao, and traveled with each other in the flood wilderness, but now he is the only one in the flood continent Yu Yu alone.

It's not that Jin hasn't been separated from Han Yi, but it's the first time that when they are separated, each other's hearts are empty.

He knew that Han Yi's choice of retreat at this juncture must be a very important matter, and it was even very likely to be related to their future as if they had become a dead knot!

But he still felt sad, and the existence that had attracted him in the past had become meaningless at this moment.

He began to repeat the path they had walked together.

Once again he went to the North Sea.

The sea is vast, and there are still frolicking dragons, but they are not the existence of the dragon clan when they ruled the rivers, seas and lakes, and they have lost the glory of their ancestors, and they have lost a kind of pride and atmosphere that are invincible in all seas.

Now the dragon clan is still alive, and the nine sons of the ancestral dragon have also left the place where they were born, wandering around in the flood wilderness, losing the protection of their fathers and ancestors, even if they are called fierce beasts, they also look depressed and bleak.

Jin still saw the huge turtle on the bottom of the sea, and the other party seemed to have grown up again.

"I remember." The cunning giant turtle raised its head and exposed the sea, like a wide island, "At that time, you were not the only one, and it was your partner who accompanied you?" Why wasn't he there? ”

"Why isn't he there, what does it have to do with you?" Jin didn't like this cunning and cruel giant turtle back then, but now when he saw the other party stepping on his sore feet, his face was cold.

"Why don't you be my Taoist companion, how about we join forces to dominate the four seas?" The giant turtle didn't seem to see the other party's angry expression, but smiled.

"Bang!" Jin threw up the green jade Xiaolou and smashed it towards the other party.

"What kind of magic weapon can actually hurt me?" The giant turtle was furious, greed flashing in its eyes.

"Hmph, you deserve to know its name, too!" Jin sneered, he dared to fight with his bare hands back then, but now he can't help a giant turtle? Immediately, it was the turn of Qingyu Xiaolou to smash many times towards the other party, the giant turtle was in pain and wanted to escape, but was trapped in the same place by Jin and couldn't get out of the water, and couldn't sink into the water, and secretly complained in his heart for a while, and directly taught the other party to smash his head and bleed, only the giant turtle lives in the sea all the year round, and even the color of the blood is deep blue, and it is not easy to distinguish it in the sea water of the North Sea.

"Please also ask the seniors to be merciful." Jin smashed hundreds of times, only to make the giant turtle's eyes roll and cry bitterly, but he heard a voice from afar, he turned his head to look, but the two who came over were also old acquaintances.

One was dressed in snow-white clothes, and his hair was as cold as snow, but he had a cute baby face; The latter was dressed in a robe embroidered with a golden phoenix pattern on a red background, with a cold face, and extremely handsome facial features.

"But I haven't seen my predecessors for a long time." Bai Ze saluted respectfully, even if he was as arrogant as Kunpeng after discovering the strength of the other party, he also lowered his head honestly, "Now this giant turtle is also a minister of my demon clan, if there is any offense, please forgive your seniors." ”

"You're also from the demon clan now?" Jin stopped and solved the trick, and the giant turtle sank into the sea in a hurry, only afraid that he would provoke this evil god again.

"I'm just one of the ten marshals of the demon clan." Bai Ze smiled good-naturedly.

"You're in the Demon Clan too?" Jin turned his head to look at Kunpeng.

"The position of Demon Master." Kunpeng is silent, although he doesn't know the origin of the thing in front of him, but he can be called a senior by Bai Ze, but he is afraid that he is not a mediocre talent, and eight or nine times out of ten he is an old monster who lives in seclusion.

"But if you don't fall into the name of your father." Jin saw Kunpeng, but his heart felt more and more sad, how proud Yuanfeng was in the early years, and now it is just a handful of loess, and when he thought of the future that he and Hongjun couldn't see clearly, his expression became more and more heavy, leaving aside the two monsters, regardless of whether the other party came to Beihai for the sake of peace, even if it turned into a blue light and left. 166 Reading Network