Chapter 50: The Tribes

Eight thousand years later, after everyone finished discussing the Tao, they were all closing their eyes to digest what they had gained, and then they only heard Qizu stand up and say: "The deity took the Qiankun Daoist to the treasure house to get the innate spiritual materials, all the Daoists, please wait for a while, the deity and the Qiankun Daoist go back and forth." Then the Qiankun Daoist followed the Qidi out of the Qilin Hall and turned into a rainbow and left.

A hundred years later, Qizu and Qiankun Daoren returned. The joy on the faces of Qiankun Dao people could not be hidden, and they smiled and groaned. Then Qi Zu said to everyone: "The Ten Thousand Races Conference is about to start, we might as well sit down first and wait for all fellow Daoists, okay?"

"Good!" "Good!...... Everyone said.

Everyone followed Qizu and Linzu and flew out of the Qilin Hall and turned into rainbow light. After a while, the two ancestors of Qi and Lin led everyone to the sky above a square.

There is a platform in the middle of the square, which is thousands of feet high, millions of miles long and hundreds of thousands of miles wide. The same body is golden, and the platform is made of innate earth essence stone, which is extremely hard and turbulent. In the sky in front of the platform, 18 futons floated in mid-air, and the colorful glow of the road floated out from the futons, and the visions were repeated. Six palaces in front of the platform stand tall, or majestic, or sacred, or elegant, or indifferent, or quiet, or bursting, all artistic conceptions are different, the momentum is extraordinary, the palace plaque is written in turn the Qilin clan, the dragon clan, the phoenix clan, the wood spirit clan, the Xuangui clan and the white tiger clan, obviously for the six major races of the flood wilderness. There are large open spaces on the other three sides of the platform, and palaces are densely displayed on the ground. In front of each palace, there is a stone tablet of Zhangxu towering, which is engraved with different names, some stone tablets are engraved with "wolf clan", some are engraved with "carp clan", some are engraved with "golden eagle clan", some are engraved with "snake clan", some are engraved with "ant clan", the number is numerous, countless.

"Let's sit down first, and wait for the arrival of all Daoists and all the desolate tribes. ”

"As it should be!"

Subsequently, Qizu, Yang Mei, Hongjun, Rahu, Qiankun, Yin and Yang, and the Firmament Daoist flew to the eighteen futons one by one, slowly closed their eyes, and waited for the conference to begin.

In the next nine hundred years, there were many races in the flood and famine arrived under the leadership of their patriarchs, each in their own palace, and then the patriarchs of each clan flew to the front, and greeted Qizu, Yang Mei, Hongjun and others one by one, although they did not know who Yang Mei, Hongjun and others were, but they could be on an equal footing with Qizu, the patriarch of the Qilin clan, and they were also supernatural. Then when I heard Qizu's introduction and praise to everyone, I couldn't stop marveling.

And Yang Mei and the others also kept saluting the patriarchs of the various tribes in the flood wilderness. During this period, Yang Mei and others also kept observing many patriarchs. It was found that there were hundreds of Flood Desolation Race Patriarchs who were innate gods. For example, the patriarch of the snake clan, Teng Snake, and his wife Bai Zhen (xi) turned out to be superior innate gods, although their cultivation was not as good as Yang Mei and others, but they were also extremely profound, and when Yang Mei heard these two names, he couldn't help but think of the two great gods who were widely spread in the ancestral star in the previous life; the patriarch of the lion clan, the lion mania, was also a superior innate deity, full of blond hair, majestic and majestic, and he and the Qizu were actually sworn brothers; the patriarch of the Golden Eagle clan, Jin Yu, the superior congenital deity; Xiong Gu, the patriarch of the bear clan, was a superior congenital deity; and the patriarch of the jellyfish clan, Shuiyuan, a superior congenital deity...... 。

There are dozens of races with high-grade innate gods, and even more races with medium-level innate gods, more than five hundred. And there are nearly two thousand races with inferior innate gods. There are crowds of people, noisy and lively, countless creatures talk and discuss, and the scene is lively and prosperous.

"Groan!", "Groan!", "Groan!", ......

Suddenly, countless dragon moans sounded in the sky, and a large number of colorful clouds floated from the sky, and countless divine dragons flew and shuttled in the colorful clouds, the golden dragon was gorgeous, the black dragon was deep, the white dragon was noble, and the red dragon was blazing...... Clouds and mist, see the head but not the end, a golden dragon as long as hundreds of millions of zhang in front of the leader, majestic and sacred, magnificent, hundreds of millions of golden dragons with an eighty million zhang blue dragon beside him, slender, elegant, countless blue mist wrapped around its body, warm, mysterious. Behind a billion-foot black and white dragon, the dragon's eyes were closed, and an obscure artistic conception emanated from its body, and the surrounding dragons avoided it. Behind these three dragons are nine million-zhang weird dragon beasts and a silver-white dragon of 800,000 zhang, nine weird dragons or roar or disk, or fly or go, with thousands of manners, and the silver-white dragon is very lively, flying to the golden dragon and the blue dragon from time to time, shuttling and playing.

Then the colorful clouds descended to the top of the platform, a dazzling light flashed, and countless divine dragons turned into human shapes, only to see the billions of golden divine dragons turned into a majestic man with a crown, which was the patriarch of the dragon clan: Dragon Ancestor. And the blue dragon turned into a tall and beautiful woman, wearing a swirl pattern yarn embroidered skirt, gorgeous and luxurious, bright and moving. The gray divine dragon turned into a tall and thin young man wearing a black and white robe, his eyes were still closed, his face was silent, and his qi was no less profound than that of Long Zu. Then the nine strange dragon beasts turned into young people, or gentle, or murderous, or uncertain...... The silver-white dragon turned into a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, with bright eyes and bright teeth, like a small jasper.