"The lord was merciful and saved my life, and from now on, I am willing to do a leg for you." Mo Qilin really surrendered to the protagonist's domineering spirit, knelt down his front hooves, and spat out words.

"Okay, Kong Xuan, you go and bring him over and go back to Huaguo Cave Mansion together." The protagonist said that, and the first disciple behind him flew over and took the ink qilin up to the clouds.

Harvest the ink unicorn into a mount, and have the eldest disciple Kong Xuan, the standard plot. I thought to myself.

"Quasi-mention Daoist, pick up Daoist, you two have been watching for a long time, but you have something to say?" The protagonist Hongmeng Tianzun looked up and asked.

"I'm just passing by and curious." I hurriedly left a sentence and hurriedly left with my senior brother. Our brothers have not yet become saints, and the protagonist is already a saint, and if you go up at this time to say something like "fate", it will not be a consequence of losing face, and it is estimated that you don't know how to die.

With a sigh, I followed my senior brother all the way to the west. Oops, the word is a bit yellow, so let's change it to "fly all the way west".

At this time, there is a movement at the end of the West. A sense of foreboding swept through me almost at lightning speed, and then a large piece of narration shoehorned into my head:

In the midst of the chaos, a piece of earth emerged, and this was Gaia, the mother of the gods. Gaia gave birth to Ouranos, the god of the sky, and he became the first god-king. Gods were born one after another, and they called themselves the Titans. When Zeus ascended the throne of the gods, he occupied Mount Olympus, also known as the Olympian gods.

A lotus flower was born from the primordial water, and Atum, the creator god, was the first to be born from the lotus. He created the sun god Ra, who in turn created the gods with tears and sweat, including Hugh, Tephnut, Nut, Keb, Osiris, Isis, Seth, Nephthys, and so on. This is the Egyptian gods.

There is another Jinlunga chasm, the north of the chasm is the "land of fog", and the south of the chasm is the "land of fire". In the midst of the two heavens of ice and fire, Yumir, the ancestor of the frost giants, and Odembra, the cow, were born. Ymir's body conjured Mimir, the Giantess of Wisdom, and Bestra, the Giantess. At the licking of the cow, the ancestor of the gods appeared in the ice. Bulli gave birth to Bauer, and Bauer and the giantess Bestra gave birth to Odin. This is the Norse gods.

Although these three gods are born with supernatural powers, they don't know how to cultivate, and their strength is low, so they are not enough.

End of narration.

My body shook, and I almost didn't fall to my knees.

It's been a long time since I've met this segment. Rigidly wrapped in Western mythology in the torrent, and then trampled on the strength of others. And even this description is plagiarized from each other. Judging from the tone of the description, the original author probably got it from Baidu or something, and then it was passed down from generation to generation.

After all, the story of the Torrent is still somewhat progressive, at least in the middle and late stages, there is no such thing as the Western Protoss. But the story I'm in now is a primeval poison thunder to prove the Tao, and it's not surprising that this early setting appeared.

As far as I know, in Raven, which first appeared in this setting, the protagonist went to the West to make a big fuss. Although Raven later attacked this passage, there was no plot related to the Western Protoss. Over time, this text was removed from the flood cliché.

In fact, the setting of these three gods in the West is quite similar to the Wu clan, born with supernatural powers, seven emotions and six desires, and a bias towards the flesh. The half-human, half-beast appearance of the Egyptian gods has something in common with the true body of the ancestral witch. I remember that in a certain flood story a long time ago, the Western Protoss was set as the remnants of the Wu Clan, which was quite creative. It's a pity that this kind of flood literature is like a wave that jumps up by chance in the whole category, and it is drowned in the surging torrent of clichés in a blink of an eye.

In this story, many of the routines of the flood story have not yet taken shape. This is not a good thing. Because I am very familiar with those routines, and I know many ways to solve them. But the routines in this story all appeared a long time ago, and I haven't encountered them again since I woke up. Not only were they foreign to me, but they were nowhere near as logical and coherent as later clichés. In other words, they are much more difficult to deal with.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the author is equivalent to throwing us into the safe mode of the computer, leaving me with no way to do anything about the virus.

In this story, my brother and I did not make a great wish to advance merit and sanctification, but became sanctified by beheading three corpses. That's right, in the early Honghuang texts, most of the saints had not yet been reduced to using the merits of the Founding Religion to become holy. Except for Nuwa, we all rely on beheading three corpses to preach. Of course, the author wants to use us ruthless waste as a foil to prove how great the protagonist of the Tao is with affection and desire.

Ah, by the way, in this kind of story, the number of saints is not fixed. The most typical example is that Fuxi can also be sanctified. It is often because he gave the Hetu Luo Book to Di Jun, taking the opportunity to cut off the last of the three corpses obsession, in order to give up sanctification.

Since there was no fixed relationship, I quickly became sanctified with my senior brother. When we returned to Zixiao Palace again, Sanqing and our brothers had all become mixed yuan saints, and Nuwa had not yet received the guidance of the protagonist to create people, so she had not yet certified mixed yuan.

Perhaps because of the increase in the number of saints who listened to the lecture this time, the content of Hongjun's sermon also became more difficult. The protagonist is still the old god, the unsanctified people are in the clouds, and only a few of our newly promoted unlucky saints in Zixiao Palace have to dance in the avenue according to the author's arrangement.

Lao Tzu's eyebrows danced, Yuan Shi Tianzun shook his head and shook his head, the master of the Tongtian Sect had to flutter, and he led the senior brother to be happy and sad, what about me...... My face hasn't changed, but the Seven Treasures Tree in my hand will wither and sprout with the plot. Why do I still have to hold the Seven Treasures Tree when I hear the sermon? No matter how poor the West is, a Sumeru mustard seed magic power can still be used, right? I haven't seen Lao Tzu listening to the lecture with a cane!

Alas, a sermon is thousands of years, and I have to take the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree for so long, and my hands are sore.

At the end of the second sermon, many powers dispersed.

There was an auspicious light rising up to the sky on the desolate land, and I subconsciously pinched my fingers and counted, it turned out to be the birth of the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. Then a mysterious scene happened, dozens of powerful rays of light turned in a sharp direction in the air, and flew towards the place where the treasure was born.

According to the setting of this kind of story, the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag is one of the top ten innate spirit treasures, and it is very powerful.

The five-party five-color flag is a set, so the name should also be matched. The Flame Light Flag from the Ground, the Qinglian Treasure Color Flag, the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag, and the Plain Cloud Boundary Flag are basically the matching of color plus attribute and orientation. Flame light, green lotus, apricot yellow, and plain color not only indicate the attributes of the five elements, but also show the color.

Of course, the Romance of the Gods is not a novel with a rigorous setting after all, the Qinglian Baose Flag and the Plain Cloud Realm Flag do not clearly state the directions, and the Qinglian Baose Flag belongs to wood, and the wood corresponds to the East, so why did it fall into the hands of the two Western masters? The flame flag from the ground corresponds to the fire attribute, and the direction is south, but why does Lao Tzu have to do with the south? People obviously live in the Xuandu Tianda Luo Cave.

Even so, the name level of these four treasure flags is much higher than that of the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag. Don't you think water control is too straightforward? The other four banners are all half-concealed and half-exposed, and their names hint at their attributes, such as fire, which undoubtedly refers to fire; Plain color is white, corresponding to the gold of the five elements. It's also a magic weapon in the background of classical Chinese, and the name is a bit subtle and beautiful, isn't it?

There are also some torrent stories, calling this water-attribute banner Shura Blood Demon Banner and attributed to the River Styx, which not only violates the naming rules of the other four banners, but also is very difficult to hear.

In comparison, like "A Sigh of Rise and Fall", it is a good idea to count the Zhenwu soap carving flag in Journey to the West as a water attribute flag. Zhenwu corresponds to the north and symbolizes the water of the five elements; The soap color is black, which indicates the color and again indicates the attributes, which coincides with the naming of the other four banners.

After so much nonsense, I still have to grab the "Xuanyuan Water Control Flag".

"Fellow Daoists, Poor Dao has just pinched his fingers and found that this treasure is related to my western destiny, and it should be obtained by me." I Shi Shiran fell to the place where the treasure was born, and said shamelessly.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, those monks who had not been sanctified showed expressions of anger and did not dare to speak, and left this place.

"Ya, I've seen shameless, I've never seen someone as shameless as you!" With a swear sentence and a string of outdated Internet language that seemed to come from the high-dimensional world ten years ago, the protagonist, the king of Monkey Mountain, Huaguoshan Hongmeng Tianzun Zhang Han, appeared in front of me.

"It's Hongmeng Tianzun here." "It's the one, I've seen it now." The powers around them gathered again, no different from the street aunts.

"Isn't this Zhang Daoyou?" I turned my head to look and saw Nuwa looking at the protagonist with her hands clasped like a young girl. How did you manage to "accurately find his surname and call Zhang Daoyou in an environment where all the people in the flood and wilderness have no names and no surnames"? Why don't you call me a quasi-Taoist friend and Lao Tzu an old Taoist friend? A girl with special abilities, I already have a hunch that the author has appointed you to be the heroine...... One of them.

"Hmph, you pig's head, if you don't go to the West, you dare to come to the East to rob Lao Tzu's baby. Damn, today I will beat you with bricks and peach blossoms. "The protagonist took out an innate spirit treasure, that's right, it's a real brick.

It's bad, I forgot, in this kind of mentally retarded type of flood story, the stuffy stick and brick full of swear words are almost the standard for the protagonist. Oh yes, it's standard to have a name and a surname, and most of the names are either cold or cold. I don't know if the author is on fire, so he wants to be cool and cool.

"Zhang Daoyou is really temperamental." Nuwa sighed on the side as if she was mentally retarded, and her face flushed. Scolding a few swear words can make her heart secretly promise, I really admire the author's IQ, don't write essays if you don't graduate from elementary school, okay? If Nuwa had awakened from the story, would she have wanted to commit suicide on the spot? I'm embarrassed at best, she's showing her eyes.

The protagonist once again put on his signature "cold smile", raised his hand and smashed a brick down.