On the endless grassland, the grass grows and the eagle flies......

This magnificent scene can only be recalled in the film and television.

Today's prairie is no longer what it used to be. The vast grassland, the ravines are like a net, the mountains are undulating like waves, and the green peaks rise from the ground and go straight to the sky.

The grass turned into giant trees, and the grassland became an endless sea of trees.

Once on the edge of the grassland, the sea of yellow sand has now become a green grassland paved with green grass. The land is vast, but everything has changed, and current events have changed.

The hill that once erected the 'Holy Spirit Gate' has now risen from the ground, towering into the clouds, called 'Dreamland Mountain', looming under the shroud of blood mist.

What is different is that in this sea of trees, although there are huge beasts lurking, they are not roaring as freely as in other places. They have a peace and tranquility that other behemoths don't have.

The mountain breeze blows through the forest, and the branches and leaves are fluttering.

If there is no blood mist, it will make people's hearts refreshed.

The existence of blood mist always makes people unable to let go of their minds easily, and there is a lingering sense of depression.

Huge black fish, swimming in the blood mist, silently swept across the vast sea of trees.

On the huge mountain of dreams, a huge white tapir opened its eyes, then got up and shook its body, shaking off the grass clippings and branches on its body.

"It's fun to have friends from afar!"

Wu Zhao took Liu Shishi and Bai Ling'er, harnessed the black fish, and slowly fell from the air, like a fairy couple, fluttering like a fairy.

"Old dream, long time no see, don't come unharmed?"

The white tapir laughed, his eyes swept over Bai Ling'er, and a hint of different color flashed. As for Liu Shishi, he was directly ignored by it, "I have nothing to do and dream, the years are quiet, what can happen!"

After a pause, it smiled and said, "But you are a busy person, you must have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace." I don't know what you're doing when you come to me this time?"

Not long after, Alimu took his daughter-in-law and brought mare's milk tea to Wu Zhao.

Alimu has now become a registered disciple of Meng Yuntian and a servant.

This bearded man is now also a cultivator, and he has a cultivation in the late stage of qi refining.

It seems to be very powerful, but if you think about the years he has practiced, you will know that his talent is actually very average.

Wu Zhao took a sip of mare's milk tea and explained his intention.

When Meng Yuntian heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and said: "You are the right person, this kind of method of becoming a god does exist on the side of the abyss of demon spirits." However, this method of becoming a god was not a formal channel for becoming a god at first. In fact, there is no real way to become a god, because all the gods and goddesses of the Tianshan Mountains are sealed by the divine court, if there is no divine seal talisman given by the divine court, it is all a false god, even if there are folk believers who set up a monument for it, it is also a wild god obscene shrine, which needs to be overthrown and banned. ”

Hearing this, Wu Zhao nodded slightly, and Meng Yuntian continued: "And this so-called method of becoming a god was originally set up by the Divine Court to punish some demon immortals who violated the divine law, and the purpose was only to punish those who violated the law, but it gave them a glimmer of life. If you can survive it, it's a thing, if you can't survive, then you will die, and you will have nothing to do with others. Otherwise, where would there be a demon immortal who would make such a dangerous move in order to cut off his own path to immortality? Isn't that stupid?"

Wu Zhao felt that he was also quite stupid, why did he forget to ask this old man before. This old man has lived for hundreds of years, and although he has not made much progress in cultivation, his experience is not bad.

So he asked, "Then, how can the Divine Court allow a mountain god and water god to easily dominate the mountains and rivers in the territory under his jurisdiction?

Meng Yuntian glanced at Wu Zhao, his eyes were a little deep, and he was silent for a long time before asking, "Do you want to follow the example of the Divine Court of the Demon Abyss, create a Divine Court in this heaven and earth, and divide the gods?"

When Wu Zhao heard this, he thought about it, nodded at the end, and said bluntly: "I have this idea!"

When Meng Yuntian heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and even his eyes were about to laugh.

Wu Zhao was also laughing, but he was not embarrassed, because he had known for a long time that this idea was a bit unexpected, and he didn't have this kind of idea originally.

But if you think about it carefully, isn't what he is doing now to divide the gods of the world's mountains and rivers?

Since there is not much difference in nature, he simply admits it!

"Hey, old fellow, have you laughed enough?"

Liu Shishi didn't dare to talk nonsense, but Bai Ling'er, a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, didn't give this old guy a good face, "My uncle is the strongest person in this world, even if he wants to create a heavenly court and divide the gods of the mountains and rivers in the world, why not? Moreover, do you know why my uncle wants to do this? You don't understand the greatness and nobility of my uncle at all!"

Meng Yuntian was stunned when he was scolded, and Wu Zhao laughed when he saw it.

"It's like!"

Meng Yuntian looked at Bai Ling'er and shook his head with a wry smile, "If it weren't for the fact that the breath was completely wrong, and the age was completely inconsistent, I really doubt that she is your daughter, the little girl who once dared to scold me!"

When Wu Zhao heard this, his smile retracted, and he remembered the daughter who used to be very protective of himself.

Moreover, the former little fairy did not dare to scold it, but dared to kill it. It's just that Meng Yuntian himself doesn't know this.

Wu Zhao coughed lightly and said, "Don't be like her, I also know that my thoughts are a little naïve and a little too arrogant." But you should also know that in this world, there are more and more monsters coming from the abyss of demons, and as time goes by, their cultivation will only become stronger and stronger. If they really control this blessed land of heaven and earth, we human beings will really have no future!"

Whether there is a future for mankind or not is actually not a matter of Yun Mengtian.

Because he is not only a youkai, but also a youkai who came from the abyss of demons.

He's just different from other youkai and can treat humans equally.

He nodded, and said: "The reason why this way of becoming a god has been passed down is because some demon immortals have discovered that the mountain gods and water gods who use this way of becoming gods to become gods have their cultivation growing very fast, and they don't even need incense power, just relying on the momentum of mountains and rivers, they can quickly improve their cultivation." Later, some of the old monks who were stuck on the path of cultivation and could not make an inch, and their lifespans were about to die, chose to seek a breakthrough in this dangerous way......

"So, this method of becoming a god has certain requirements for the cultivation of cultivators?"

Meng Yuntian nodded and said, "That's inevitable! In fact, ordinary cultivators with low cultivation can't enjoy this kind of punishment at all. This kind of punishment is only a dead end for those who have cultivated to a low level. Those who can enjoy this kind of punishment are at least those who have transformed into Ning Dan. If other cultivators with lowly cultivation dare to try, unless they are the sons of luck, there is only one way to die!"