On Penglai Fairy Island, on the grass not far from the Sanguang Shenshui Lake, three figures were sitting cross-legged, drinking and laughing. It was Qinglong, Ao Guang and Qitian who looked cold in blue robe.

"I didn't expect that we would have a day to drink together!" Ao Guang, who looked the oldest among the three, looked at Qi Tian and couldn't help but smile inexplicably.

Hearing this, Qitian's cold expression changed slightly, and then he said in a light tone: "The three innate tribes are now declining. Your dragon tribe is not bad, occupying the sea area and still has a place to survive. However, my Qilin tribe almost suffered all casualties in the battle back then. Now it is probably the worst of the three tribes!"

"Oh, things are impermanent! I didn't expect that there were so many changes in the prehistoric world during my retreat!" Qinglong, who was standing beside me, couldn't help but sigh, and then looked at Ao Guang with a smile and said, "Ao Guang, I didn't expect you to become my junior brother! Back then, we were just juniors in the Dragon Clan. However, you are much more eye-catching than me. Even with the teacher's teachings, I have reached the cultivation level of Daluo Golden Immortal today. But you are leading the Dragon Clan to stabilize and grow the Dragon Clan, and even erasing the Yingzhou Immortal Island. Maybe, my junior brother can achieve the quasi-saint cultivation in the future, but my dragon clan has a strong support in the prehistoric world!"

When Ao Guang heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Quest Saint? Senior Brother Qinglong, let me tell you, although my three innate tribes are talented, they cannot be able to be the Qual Saint!"

"What?" Qinglong and Qitian couldn't help but look at Ao Guang in surprise when they heard this.

His eyes were a little complicated, and then Ao Guang shook his head slightly and said, "I have obtained the inheritance of the Ancestral Dragon. My strength is only slightly inferior to the quasi-saint, but I still cannot reach the quasi-saint cultivation level. Later, I realized, have you heard of the Ancestral Dragon, Tianfeng and the Qilin King beheaded the corpse?"

"Hmm?" Qinglong and Qitian were slightly stunned when they heard this, and looked at each other in surprise.

"But, the Ancestral Dragon had the cultivation of a quasi-saint back then!" Qinglong couldn't help but say.

Nodded slightly, Ao Guang then slowly spoke: "The cultivation level of a quasi-saint is good! However, the innate gods and demons almost all have cultivation levels comparable to quasi-saints. Their bodies are stronger and can withstand more terrifying magical energy, so they can exert strength comparable to quasi-saints or even stronger. But, to be honest, they are not quasi-saints!"

"We are considered to be descendants of gods and demons. They are basically strong in their bodies. If they want to be quasi-saints, they are like being bound by the way of heaven and cannot break the shackles! At least, I have not found a way to achieve quasi-saints!" As he said that, Ao Guang couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "There is their own laws under the way of heaven. The way of heaven is unfair, and it is the most righteous!"

Hearing this, Qi Tian, ​​whose expression was slightly moved, couldn't help but say, "Well! I heard that this witch clan is also very good at physical cultivation, and it seems that he has never heard of the saying of corpse beheading. However, those twelve ancestor witches are probably all comparable to quasi-saints!"

"So, it is destined that the witch clan will not become the master of the prehistoric world!" Ao Guang nodded slightly, and then he smiled faintly.

"The Witch Clan cannot become the master of the prehistoric world, can the demon clan?" Qinglong couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this.

When Ao Guang heard this, he thought for a while before shook his head slightly and said, "I don't think it looks like it!"

"What will be the one who can really dominate the prehistoric world? Except for the two lichs, it seems that there is no more! Our three innate tribes have long been declining!" Qinglong couldn't help but say in a little puzzled manner.

Qi Tian said coldly: "No matter who he controls the prehistoric world, it has nothing to do with us!"

When Qinglong and Ao Guang heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other and laughed in a hoarse and laughed.

...

Among the green bamboo forest, there is a bamboo house that looks very harmonious with the bamboo forest.

Before the bamboo house, there was an open space, and there were tables and chairs made of bamboo. At this moment, Chen Hua, Queen Mother of the West and Shui Bingling were sitting around the bamboo table drinking tea and chatting.

Not far away, the Taoist Tong Qingzhu sat cross-legged with floating dust in his hand holding the dust and his eyes closed.

In fact, in this bamboo forest, there is the place where the green bamboo transforms into shape. Once upon a time, the green bamboo is the most spiritual bamboo that is contaminated with the innate wood spirit energy. Therefore, although the green bamboo transforms into shape for not long, it has reached the peak strength of Taiyi Sanxian, only one step away from the Golden Immortal, far from those Taoist children who use great magical powers to randomly enlighten and even cannot practice and progress. This bamboo house is where Qingzhu usually lives.

It has been almost ten years since the Queen Mother of the West has been able to be a saint. In the past ten years, Queen Mother of the West has been with Chen Hua in Penglai Immortal Island, and Shui Bingling is still free and easy.

"Huh?" Chen Hua, who was talking and laughing with Queen Mother of the West, suddenly moved slightly and frowned.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Shui Bingling couldn't help but turn his head and look at Chen Hua in confusion.

On the side, Queen Mother of the West also looked at Chen Hua, and a hint of doubt flashed slightly in her beautiful eyes.

After a faint smile, Chen Hua looked at Queen Mother West with a little apology and said, "Fellow Daoist, I have to leave Penglai Immortal Island for the time being if I have something to do, so I am so negligent!"

"The Heavenly Lord is so serious! If you have something to do, just go and deal with it!" Queen Mother of the West couldn't help but shake her head and smiled slightly when she heard this.

"I lost my companion!" said apologetically, and Chen Hua said to Shui Bingling beside him: "Bingling, please greet me with the Queen Mother of the West, and go back for my brother!"

When Shui Bingling heard this, his beautiful eyes flashed, and then he smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother, I'll leave it to me here!"

Hearing the words, he nodded slightly, and then Chen Hua's figure moved and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, Chen Hua appeared in the void outside the Penglai Immortal Island. He turned to a silence in the direction of the prehistoric continent and disappeared from the western sky.

...

Heavenly Court, Golden Crow Palace, this is the place where Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi practice.

In the hall, on the cloud bed filled with red and golden flames, Di Jun, who was sitting quietly cross-legged, looked listless and pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

"Oh!" Donghuang Taiyi, who was walking back and forth with a little anxiety below, also lost the steady and calmness of the past. He looked at Di Jun who was sitting cross-legged with concern at times. The anxiety and worries in his heart could only turn into a sigh.

Since Di Jun was injured by Zhulong Spear more than a hundred years ago, he came back and thought that it would be better in no time, but he never expected that his injury would not only not heal, but instead became more and more serious. Over the years, Di Jun has almost been healing, but it has no effect.

While Donghuang Taiyi was anxious, a red phantom suddenly appeared outside the hall, and then flashed into the hall and turned into a red figure, which was Nuwa.

"Empress, please show Di Jun quickly, he..." Seeing Nuwa, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but gaze, and then he hurried forward with some expectations and bowed slightly to Nuwa.

With his jade hand slightly raised, Nuwa immediately smiled and said, "I came here for Di Jun's injury today!"

"Is there really a way to save Di Jun?" Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but look at Nuwa in surprise when he heard this.

"Donghuang Taiyi, do you know why this Emperor Jun could not recover from his injuries?" Nuwa asked back with a faint smile.

After frowned slightly, Donghuang Taiyi said slowly: "I heard from my second brother that it seems to have been in the Original True Fire. Fortunately, my second brother is a quasi-saint master, otherwise it would be difficult to last for how long it would be to die! Please help me quickly! Taiyi is very grateful!"

"You and I are both demon clans, and I will save him!" Nuwa couldn't help but smile and said, "But if you want to save Di Jun, you need a spiritual object with nourishment and vitality! As far as I know, the Creation Heavenly Lord of the East China Sea has a three-light divine water lake, which must have the origin of the three-light divine water. Just a trace of it can save Di Jun!"

When Donghuang Taiyi heard this, he frowned and said, "The origin of the Three Lights God Water? Our brothers and the Heavenly Lord of Creation are not in good condition. How could he give us such a treasure?"

With a smile, Nuwa continued: "There is another method that will be more effective!"

"Oh? Queen, please tell me!" Donghuang Taiyi immediately lit up and said hurriedly.

After pondering for a moment, Nuwa slowly spoke: "The heaven and earth divide yin and yang, lonely yin does not grow, lonely yang does not grow, yin and yang are combined, which is the great way. Therefore, as long as the female fairy with pure yin constitution and Di Jun combines yin and yang, it can help Di Jun heal! And among such female fairy, there are probably only Xihe and Chang Xi above the Taiyin star, that are most in line."
Chapter completed!