Chapter 248: Pu Xinnan, Steamed Shrimp Head [Added for the leader of "hlms"]

When Ji Changsheng saw the reaction of the Sun Mother, he knew that this wave should be stable.

A good position is like AIDS, which can only be transmitted through mother-to-child, blood, and the combination of yin and yang.

The Demon King is not a good position, you have to fight for it yourself, so Di Jun is ruthless enough, Taiyi is strong enough, Xihuang and Wahuang are also big guys at the top of the food chain.

But being the Demon Queen is a good position. This position does not require ability, but a combination of yin and yang.

Prince Jinwu is also a good position, what is needed is a mother and baby, not ability.

So Prince Jinwu died quickly and efficiently.

And the Japanese mother completely believed what her best friend said.

After all, they didn’t get to their positions through their own abilities.

The one who truly rose to power through his abilities was Emperor Jun, who was able to think calmly even after the deaths of his nine sons.

I have to say that this has nothing to do with sexism. If it were Taiyin Xingjun or Wahuang, they wouldn't fall for this.

But the Sun Mother is just the Sun Mother.

"Sister, I really regret not listening to you back then."

Mother Ri held Li Changxi's hand, tears flashing in her eyes: "Back then you advised me not to marry Di Jun, saying that the Demon King was hard-hearted and ruthless, with lofty ambitions, and was definitely not a good match. He only has the world in his eyes, and doesn't have too many private feelings. I know that the two brothers wanted to marry you at first, and Di Jun chose me because he couldn't get it, but I still covet his momentum and power. Sister is also Taiyin Star Lord without him, and I can only marry him to become the Demon Queen of Heaven. Sure enough, sister's words came true, he only has the world in his eyes."

Ji Changsheng is awesome again.

Look at your senior sister and ask: Is Taiyin Star Lord so popular?

Li Changxi gave him a look in response: Nonsense, do you think that my title of the most beautiful woman in the prehistoric world is just boasted about?

Ji Changsheng: Isn't Chang'e the most beautiful woman in the prehistoric world? Li Changxi: That's because Xuandu is promoting her. Chang'e is just a traffic star. I am the real star.

The two exchanged glances, but Rimu didn't notice.

She is still immersed in the pain of losing her son and the feeling of betrayal that her husband used her son as a bargaining chip to gain power.

Although this process does not involve the husband's infidelity, the death of the son is more serious than having a mistress.

Japan's mother lost nine sons.

nine.

Without much hesitation, the Japanese mother decided to divorce.

"Sister, do you want the treasure that Luohou left behind?"

Li Changxi nodded: "Of course, Luohou is a top-notch warrior at the same level as Hongjun, and is also my target. If I can obtain the innate treasure left by Luohou, my strength will definitely be further improved, and even being on par with Taiyi Dijun is not a delusion."

"Sister, I'll help you."

Mother Ri said in hatred, "I will never let Di Jun get the sealed treasure that was opened with my son's life. He really went too far. Not only him, but also the Wu Clan, will pay the price for my son's death."

Li Changxi thought about it and took the initiative to persuade them to reconcile: "Sister, after all, Di Jun and you have given birth to ten children, you can't kill him."

What if her mother was fooling her?

Although Li Changxi thinks the possibility is small, it is still a safe bet.

As it turned out, she overestimated her best friend.

The Japanese mother really hates it.

However, Ri Mu did not intend to kill Di Jun.

"Sister, you overestimate me. There is no way I can kill him. And you are right. Xiao Shi is still here." Rimu's tone was very firm: "But I want him to know that if he uses my child to make a deal, he will only lose everything in the end. I can't kill him, but I have the ability to destroy him."

Li Changxi thought to herself that this was great.

"Sister, you finally woke up. The male demon is unreliable. We still have to rely on ourselves."

Ji Changsheng raised his eyelids and remained silent.

Senior sister was talking about a male monster, I am a man, so it’s different.

"The River Map and the Luo Shu are the treasures that Emperor Jun uses to control the various demon gods. Without the River Map and the Luo Shu, his strength is not much different from yours, not to mention competing for the innate treasure left by Luo Hou. Sister, I will contact Emperor Xi, and I want to ask you for a favor."

"What is it?"

"I want the witch clan to pay for my son's death. This matter cannot be let go. I have lost nine children, and at least two witch ancestors must die, otherwise I will never be willing."

A woman who is willing to take risks should not be offended.

So does the Banshee.

Of course Li Changxi couldn't refuse.

Sisters walk together for life, whoever disagrees is a dog.

"Don't worry, sister. I have watched my nine nephews grow up, and I will not let their deaths be in vain. As for making the ancestor witch pay the price, this is a bit difficult, but I will try my best."

“It’s not difficult.”

Ji Changsheng seized the opportunity and spoke decisively.

"Xingjun, I am willing to help you accomplish this, and I also ask Xingjun to help me with Daluo."

The Sun Mother finally looked at Ji Changsheng.

She is just not as smart as Di Jun, but she is not stupid either.

"Does the True King want to form an alliance with his sister, or does the Three Pure Ones want to form an alliance with his sister?"

Ji Changsheng spoke the truth: "They all think that the Wu Lich clan is too powerful. My father, uncle and third uncle do not want this situation to continue, let alone make Di Jun even more powerful. Therefore, the treasures left by Luo Hou must not fall into the hands of the Wu Lich clan. If we can convince Taiyin Xingjun, the threat to Di Jun will be much smaller."

The sun's expression softened slightly: "The real king is honest."

Ji Changsheng responded with sincerity: "Nowadays, all the powerful people in the prehistoric fairy world want to overthrow the two races of witches and liches. This is an open secret. I have no intention of being your enemy, so I will not deliberately deceive you. Xingjun, the same is true for you. After all, you are just a descendant of Pangu, and you are not a demon at all."

Speaking of which, the racial composition of Honghuang is also very interesting.

Pangu, Nuwa, Hongjun, including the Demon Ancestor Rāhu, are all innate gods and demons. They had been living in chaos before Pangu created the world.

After Pangu created the world, he fell and turned into the wilderness. From Pangu's body, many living beings emerged, such as Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Sanqing, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Taiyin Star Lord, and the Styx Ancestor... These beings are collectively called Pangu's descendants.

The innate gods and demons and the descendants of Pangu are all born powerful, and almost all of them do not need to practice to become powerful beings.

So there are many creatures among these that have poor brains.

Especially the innate gods and demons. It is said that there were three thousand innate gods and demons in the chaos. Pangu was far ahead in strength at that time, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill all the innate gods and demons, but the other innate gods and demons were more stubborn than each other and insisted on fighting Pangu to the death.

Only a few clever innate gods and demons knew to avoid Pangu, so they lived until after Pangu created the world, such as Hongjun, Nuwa, Luohou...

The first generation of Pangu's descendants were also born strong. They had the strength of Daluo without being beaten severely, so it was natural that some of them did not have developed IQ - such as Tongtian Jiaozhu and half of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

After Pangu's descendants, there are the demon race that were born and raised by nature.

The foundation of the demon clan is far inferior to that of the innate gods and demons and the descendants of Pangu.

Among the four demon kings today, there are two descendants of Pangu and two innate gods and demons. There are no demons that are born and raised.

The concept of demon race itself is also very broad.

The cow is a monster, the horse is a monster, the deer is a monster, and at this point in time, even humans are monsters.

So it is nonsense to expect the demons to have a sense of self-identity and loyalty.

We are not from the same clan at all.

The demon clan heaven can exist because the four emperors are too strong, including the demon master Kunpeng and Taiyin Xingjun, so there is cohesion. This is not maintained by loyalty, but purely by strength.

Therefore, persuading Emperor Xi, Empress Wa, and even the Moon God to withdraw from the war between wizards and liches or even change their sides was not as difficult as imagined.

They were not monsters at all.

Li Changxi did not comment on Ji Changsheng's persuasion.

However, after taking a look at her good sister Rimu who was looking at her with expectation, Li Changxi's sisterhood occupied her mind.

"Forget it. For your sake, I will make a deal with the Three Purities."

Li Changxi said helplessly: "True King, if the Three Pure Ones can take action to kill the two ancestors of the Wu Clan and fulfill my sister's wish, I will cooperate with the Three Pure Ones."

The Japanese mother was moved and held her good sister's hand again.

"Sister, you are still the best to me."

"You don't have to be so polite to me." Li Changxi was also moved by herself: "True King, what do you think?"

Ji Changsheng readily agreed: "No problem, as long as the Star Lord doesn't ask my father and others to kill all the twelve witch ancestors, we can try the others. If it's two witch ancestors, it won't be a big problem."

At this stage, if the Twelve Ancestral Witches attack together, the Three Pure Ones are really no match for them.

But if we only kill two ancestor witches, any one of the Three Purities would have a 70% chance of doing it.

Of course, the prerequisite is to separate the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But it is not that difficult to do this.

The difficulty lies in how to prevent revenge from other ancestors of the witch after killing them.

It is easy to kill one or two ancestor witches, but the endless revenge of other ancestor witches and even the entire witch clan is the real fatal threat.

Even the Taoist doesn't want to get into such trouble.

Therefore, in the past, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were rampant in the ancient world.

But now we have come to the eve of a changing era.

The overlord of the new era has been sharpening his sword, and the transfer of royal power will be carried out on the corpse of the old overlord.

Therefore, Ji Changsheng absolutely believed that his father, uncle and third uncle had the courage to do it.

Moreover, Ji Changsheng seriously suspected that they had also done this in history.

"But I also need Xingjun and the Demon Queen to do me a favor. The twelve ancestors of the Wu clan are of the same blood. Killing one or two is easy, but offending the entire Wu clan will have serious consequences, and only the Demon clan can bear it. Demon Queen, I need the Demon clan, or more precisely, I need Di Jun to be responsible for this matter."

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

The Japanese mother also agreed immediately.

She thought the request was reasonable.

If Jade Pure True King had not made this request, she would have worried that the Three Pure Ones had other purposes.

"Then you sisters can reminisce about the past first. I will contact father."

Ji Changsheng went to the back hall.

Really contacted Yuanshi Tianwang.

He revealed his plan to Yuanshi Tianwang.

Even Yuanshi Tianwang on the opposite side was stunned.

The old-fashioned and serious voice could not hide its surprise: "Nanji, when did you learn how to set up a trap?"

Ji Changsheng said: "Father, it's already late, do something useful."

Anyway, this is also a period of primitive times that Hongjun intercepted from the past.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Moreover, his father kept pretending to be dead in later generations, which greatly reduced Ji Changsheng's admiration for him.

In addition, time was of the essence at this moment, so Ji Changsheng didn't bother to be polite.

"Father, do we have the ability to kill the Ancestral Witch now?"

"If it's one or two, of course there are. But Luohou's burial place is not in Buzhou Mountain, but in Xumi Mountain." Yuanshi Tianwang reminded: "Luohou's dojo is in Xumi Mountain, and he also died in Xumi Mountain. The Zhuxian Sword Formation in your uncle's hand was hidden under Xumi Mountain in the past. Fortunately, not many people know about this matter, and the news of the two tribes of Wu Lich has been blocked. If you say this, it will not arouse the suspicion of the two tribes."

Just as Jie Yin is Tai Yin Xing Jun's rival in the fight for the Tao, Luo Hou is Hong Jun's rival.

Other powerful people did not interfere in the fight between them, at least those who were still alive did not interfere, so there were not many powerful people who knew the true situation of Luohou.

Hongjun blocked a lot of history about Luohou.

Ji Changsheng: "Father, I don't care where Luohou dies. I just want the ancestor witch to die in Buzhou Mountain, and then Buzhou Mountain will be broken in half."

"Mount Buzhou is the pillar that supports the sky. Once it falls, the sky will immediately tilt to the northwest... I understand. You are sending merit to Nuwa. Nuwa practices the way of creation. Once the heaven and earth are flawed, she is the Daluo who can make up for it the fastest. However, merit is useful for ordinary Qi cultivators, but not so much for Nuwa. She only practices merit as a supplement, so she may not take it seriously."

"Merit is a bonus, mainly to give Nuwa a reason to stand aside and watch the war between the witches and liches. Only if Nuwa is busy, she has a reason not to participate in the battle between the witches and liches. If Emperor Nuwa doesn't participate, Emperor Xi will most likely not participate either. Even if he does, he can be persuaded to play a fake match. Father, do you think the River Map and Luoshu are enough to persuade Emperor Xi to take a gamble?"

"Of course you can. Di Jun used the River Map and Luo Shu to control the demon clan's heaven. If Fuxi could master the River Map and Luo Shu, his achievements would not be worse than Di Jun. When the difference in the Dao level is not big, most of the time it depends on the magic weapon. Nanji, are you sure that Ri Mu can get the River Map and Luo Shu?"

"I'm not sure, but I believe in her. A mother is strong, and the potential that a woman... a witch can unleash for her son is unimaginable. Father, I have also arranged people for the witch clan, but I'm not sure if I can lead the ancestor witch to Buzhou Mountain."

"You protect yourself and leave the rest to me."

After a pause, Yuanshi Tianwang finally reminded: "Nanji, you are still young, and you will have many opportunities to shine in the future. Don't be so anxious. You were a little radical this time."

Ji Changsheng raised his eyebrows.

My father really has a strong desire for control.

No wonder Uncle San didn’t like listening to him later.

What's wrong with being young? Youth is the root of all talent.

I've been waiting for you old guys to arrange things for me, but I don't know when that will end.

After all, you older generations are all so fit.

Instead of waiting for you to give it to me, I might as well grab it myself.

Of course, if a real fight breaks out, the older generation will have to take the lead.

It is enough for him to be a behind-the-scenes screenwriter and a cheerleader for his father, uncle and third uncle.

…

Five minutes later.

Ji Changsheng received a message from Xiao Yu: "The great witch Xiangliu of the Gonggong tribe died in the Zhurong tribe. The two tribes have always been at odds and there are signs of war."

Ten minutes later.

Xiao Yu began to update the news: "Zhu Rong and Gong Gong started a war, fighting all the way, and were heading towards Buzhou Mountain. It seems that Xiang Liu's body was found with a treasure that only Buzhou Mountain could find."

A quarter of an hour later: "Hou Tu asked me to prepare to rush to Buzhou Mountain for help. Gong Gong and Zhu Rong were really fighting, but Hou Tu and Di Jiang noticed something was wrong. They were going to follow the clues and catch the mastermind behind the scenes. What the hell, didn't they say that the Wu Clan was fighting against heaven and earth? Why is there such a big difference in IQ?"

Ji Changsheng: “…”

He was not surprised.

The Four Emperors of the Demon Clan are so powerful that they can control the whole world. It is impossible that all the twelve ancestors of the Witch Clan are reckless men.

It can also be seen that the level of tacit understanding between the top leaders of the two races of Warlocks and Lich is far beyond people's imagination.

Neither side wants to fight.

"Changsheng, Gonggong is the ancestor of water, and Zhurong is the ancestor of fire. The two great ancestor witches joined forces, enough to run rampant in the wilderness. They have already made preparations in advance, and the ambush is unlikely to be effective. Let Yuanshi Tianwang withdraw."

Xiao Yu also realized that the two races of wizards and liches were a bit too powerful at this point in time.

The saints of later generations are now suppressed by the two races of wizards and liches.

He lacks confidence in Yuanshi Tianwang.

Ji Changsheng also lacked confidence, so he contacted his father in time.

Ji Changsheng was surprised by Yuanshi Tianwang's reply: "My third brother is arranging things at Mount Buzhou, and your uncle and I are busy with other things."

"Something else?"

"The Four Swords of Zhu Xian are deadly weapons. Holding them is unlucky. Your uncle and I want your Third Uncle to reduce his sharpness and replace it with a treasure to suppress his luck."

Ji Changsheng instantly guessed Yuanshi Tianwang's plan: "Chaos Bell?"

"good."

Ji Changsheng: “…”

You have a really big appetite.

And... what if I also like it? Uncle San, do you have the nerve to compete with your nephew?

Ji Changsheng was indeed coveting the Chaos Bell.

He thought about it carefully. When he came to this ancient land, Hongjun said that whatever he gained could be taken out, but Ji Changsheng knew that some things could not be taken out.

For example, the treasures that exist in later generations.

Hongjun was bragging, and he couldn't expose him, so he could only do the reading comprehension himself.

Choose from the things you can take out - the most valuable one can only be the Chaos Clock.

And it has no owner in later generations.

Now it seems that the Three Pure Ones are to blame for Taiyi's death.

But the Chaos Bell definitely did not fall into the hands of the Three Pure Ones, at least not into the hands of the Patriarch Tongtian. Otherwise, with his intelligence, he would have definitely used it during the Conferred God Tribulation, and he would not have been able to help it.

Since it has no owner, it must be occupied by a virtuous person.

Ji Changsheng felt that he was very virtuous.

Although Ji Changsheng has not yet figured out a good way to get the Chaos Bell, he always has to have a dream.

What if it comes true?

Ji Changsheng decided to persuade his uncle.

"Uncle San, Gonggong and Zhurong have discovered that there is a conspiracy behind Xiangliu's death. They may be deliberately paralyzing you."

Mount Buzhou.

A young man in red had a raised brow and looked very sharp.

After receiving the reminder from his nephew, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the sky was dark and the earth was gloomy. The two great witch ancestors who roamed the ancient fairyland were already in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"It's okay. I'm holding the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and only the Four Great Luos can break it. Little Nanji, uncle will teach you something. Conspiracies and tricks are useless. Uncle doesn't plan to play dirty with Gonggong and Zhurong this time. I'm going to kill them by force."

The young man in red felt no pressure at all as he controlled the Zhu Xian Sword Formation and chatted and laughed with his nephew.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches are famous, but they just rely on their numbers. One on one, even one on two, one on three, what does uncle have to fear? Little Nan Ji, remember, the most precious treasure in the prehistoric world is not the Chaos Bell, but my uncle's Four Swords of Zhu Xian."

Ji Changsheng blinked.

"Uncle San, my father just told me that he and my uncle are trying to get the Chaos Bell for you."

"What do I need the Chaos Bell for? If they hadn't stopped me, Taiyi would have been slain by my sword long ago."

"I guess father and uncle are afraid of you."

Ji Changsheng sighed softly: "With the Four Swords of Zhu Xian in hand, even if father and uncle join forces, they may not be able to defeat you, Third Uncle. How embarrassing for them. Third Uncle, you should also be considerate of them. After all, they are the elders."

"That makes sense. The Four Swords of Zhu Xian are indeed too powerful. Gong Gong and Zhu Rong have already fallen."

Ji Changsheng's heart skipped a beat.

It seems that Uncle San has some experience in battle.

It's just been covered by the dust of time and can't be brought out to talk about.

"It's normal for the eldest and second brothers to be afraid of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian. They really can't break the Zhu Xian sword formation even if they join forces. With the Four Swords of Zhu Xian around, I don't care about the Chaos Bell at all. But the eldest and second brothers have good intentions, and I can't expose their little tricks... Got it, Xiao Nanji, do you want the Chaos Bell?"

Ji Changsheng was in a somewhat subtle mood.

At this moment, he didn't think about the ownership of the Chaos Bell. After all, he knew that what his uncle said didn't count.

The Three Purities probably didn't even get the Chaos Bell.

He was thinking about something else:

The source of Uncle San's letter, isn't it? 　Thanks to the leader of hlms, I will add 20,000 words, 5,000+ first 　　 　 (this chapter is over)