"If you still don't understand, just keep sniffing my fart!"

Wuzhuang view of the ginseng fruit tree in the courtyard where it takes root.

After the ginseng fruit tree spirit dropped this sentence, his feet jumped, and the whole person directly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

Leaving behind a group of Wuzhuang Guan disciples who blushed...

Qingfeng Mingyue, who was seriously criticized and criticized, gritted her teeth and left the courtyard silently.

As for what the ginseng fruit tree spirit is talking about.

They don't understand.

Something.

If I could understand it, I would have understood it a long time ago.

After all, the time has not yet come, this is the same as fate...

Soon.

The Wuzhuang Temple, which was originally lively for less than half a moment, was also instantly cold.

The disciple under the fruit tree endured the humiliation again, overcame the psychological discomfort, continued to smell the body fragrance of the ginseng fruit tree, crossed his knees and closed his eyes to cultivate...

.....

"Ugh..."

Inner Courtyard.

Zhen Yuanzi, who had been quietly watching, couldn't help but sigh.

Nobody knows.

He lamented that these disciples lacked understanding.

Still sighing at the vulgarity of the ginseng fruit tree spirit.

Or sigh to yourself...

.....

Almost at the same time.

After watching the canopy.

The forces in all parts of the flood wilderness are staging the same scene as the Wuzhuang Temple.

The reason is simple.

There's a lot of information in the canopy.

Maybe the desolate beings can't understand it.

But the large and small forces that can establish a clan in the flood wilderness and survive for a long time.

There must be an ancestor or great power behind them.

Ordinary monks and living beings cannot understand the message behind the chaotic farce.

But these powers, ancestors... Understandable!

The first layer that ordinary beings see is:

The saint appeared, and for the first time he fought in defiance of order.

The second layer that a monk with a bit of cultivation and understanding sees is:

The sage of Laozi fell, Nuwa was defeated by Tongtian, and only the sage of the beginning of the Yuan had a tie with Tongtian.

The third layer seen by the old monsters who have survived for countless years:

Everything started because of the Terrans.

Tongtian's strength and strategy are really Tongtian.

not only arranged the pit to kill Lao Tzu, but also crushed Nuwa to death.

In the face of the three saints, he was able to draw with the Origin Saint.

There is even more power to see the fourth layer:

Why didn't the two saints who liked to join in the fun in the West show up? Go on the scamp?

Everything is scary...

So.

Ordinary beings have nothing to do with the monk's inability to see through the true meaning of the chaotic farce.

It is enough for the ancestors, powers, and supernatural powers behind the big and small forces of the flood famine to understand it.

These true beings are known to those at the top of the power.

This farce.

A lot of things will change.

For example, the backers behind the demon clan were suppressed.

And what about the Terrans?

The backer behind it can be one enemy of three saints!

Such a comparison is known.

No matter how weak the human race is at this time, with the support of Tongtian, it will definitely become a great clan in the future.

Even if the demon clan is strong at this time, without Nuwa as a backer, the trees will definitely fall and scatter, and the walls will fall and everyone will push them.

After all.

The demon race is not a blood-related race.

Instead, it's like a mixed alliance.

The alliance can be stable because it has a backbone.

And the backbone of the demon clan, I don't know where to hide to recuperate at this time...

So.

The power of the heavens of all races, this time it is really watching people go down.

Even though they knew that it would take some time for the Terrans to rise, they were already ready to invest.

Also at this moment.

Terran.

This is a very weak race, which was once ridiculed, looked down upon, and even regarded as blood food by all races.

For the first time, he was on the table of the great power of the heavens of the flood and desolation, and was valued by the great power of the heavens.

Even so.

No power could have thought of it.

Terran.

These two words.

In the future, how many yuan will be held, and to what extent will all races look up...

.....

Chaos.

Xiao Yi didn't know at all.

At this time, he was already famous.

The entire desolate people, male and female, old and young, women and children, all know him.

Even among the ten thousand races, there are already good deeds who have begun to secretly plan the rankings.

Set Xiao Yi as the first among the younger generation.

Xiao Yi at this time.

was standing behind Tongtian, looking at Yuan Shi Tianzun in front of him with a wary face.

The chaotic collapsed space has now been repaired by the two saints of Tongtian and Yuanshi.

Congenital wind, space debris... And so the chaotic power of chaos raged everywhere again.

The eyes of the Heavenly Dao quietly left.

In the whole chaos, only the four of them remained.

Xiao Yi was on guard.

It was because Yuan Shi Tianzun did not choose to leave after repairing the chaos, but came to the three of them slowly.

As if there was something to say.

In Xiao Yi's opinion, this is naturally wrong.

It stands to reason.

This time it's a chaotic game.

Yuan Shi fell to the downside, he should have repaired the chaos and left with a gloomy face.

Just like the first sect competition more than 1,000 years ago.

But the beginning did not.

On the contrary, he stepped into the air and walked in front of Tongtian.

Except for trying to save face, Xiao Yi couldn't think of anything else Yuan Shi could do.

"Xuandu."

"Meet Second Uncle."

I saw the beginning coming.

Xuandu woke up from his contemplation and bowed to Yuan Shi.

He has no enmity with Yuan Shi.

The human race has no enmity with the Yuan Shi.

Yuan Shi saw him in the past, and he didn't slack off too much because of his identity.

So at this time, he saluted and said hello, and there was no problem with it.

It's just that Xuandu also knows it.

Yuan Shi didn't deal with his eldest brother, so he just saluted and did his duty as polite.

Other enthusiasm or something, he didn't give Yuan Shi half a point.

"Xuandu."

"Your master was killed by your third uncle and apprentice!"

"It stands to reason that your third uncle is your enemy, why are you still with them."

See Xuandu.

Yuan Shi's gaze suddenly shifted from Tongtian's face.

I saw that his face was full of sadness, and he looked at Xuandu with a look of hatred for iron but not steel.

Forthwith.

He changed his words and directly stated his intentions:

"Your third uncle violates the rules of the door, and he will definitely be punished by your master in the future!"

"Why don't you go back to Kunlun Mountain with me."

"Find the true meaning of the Xuanmen Dao with the disciples of the Sect?"

"Wait for your master to get out, and then go back to Zixiao Palace together to avenge your master!"

Hearing Yuan Shi splashing dirty water on Tongtian again.

and also extended an olive branch to Xuandu.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said secretly in his heart.

This is the calculation of the comparison, and my other two doppelgangers have heard it in the desolate land through the chaos and the thirty-three heavens...