This is so dishonest!

Chapter 457 Xuanqing Luohou Trains Little Hongjun

Water is the source of all things and the beginning of life.

As the master of the Taiyi Sect who governs the Great Dao of Water, it is only natural for a supreme being like the Ancestral Dragon to give birth to life.

However, at this moment, this first dragon of the primordial era found itself in an unprecedented predicament.

“Life does indeed originate from water, but it should never be conceived in this way!” The First Emperor wanted to cry but had no tears, and his dragon whiskers trembled slightly with anger.

If the gods of the heavens were to find out about this, wouldn't his unparalleled reputation since the beginning of time be ruined in an instant?
"No! Absolutely not!"

"These children absolutely cannot be conceived by me!"

Zu Long suddenly awoke, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.

He acted decisively, channeling his supreme magical power to instantly bind together all the rivers of time related to him.

Above the Mother River of Time and Space where the Primordial True Realm is located, a five-clawed golden dragon, spanning countless ages, suddenly appeared.

Its majestic figure transcended all causal constraints and soared into the sky.

"Oh dear, my fish!"

The dragon's roar, which shook time and space, startled countless fish swimming in time and space.

On the boat that crosses the world, the little squirrel was excitedly pulling on the fishing rod when the fish that had just been hooked suddenly transformed into a dazzling golden scale, merging into the all-encompassing Dharma form of the Ancestral Dragon.

Just as he was about to get angry, he looked up and saw the image of the Ancestral Dragon. After a brief moment of stunned silence, the little squirrel's lips curled up.

"Hey, I thought it was something else!"

"So what I caught was actually a real dragon!" The little squirrel looked at the image in the void and grinned from ear to ear.

He turned triumphantly to the ferryman beside him: "Ferryman, look, look!"

"I just caught a dragon, the number one dragon in the primordial world!"

The ferryman, dressed in a plain white robe, stands at the bow of the boat, his robe fluttering in the wind, his aura seemingly blending into the entire mother river of time and space.

He slightly raised his eyes, his gaze as calm as an ancient well, reflecting the majestic Dharma image of the Ancestral Dragon that spans eternity.

Finally, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"interesting."

"What's interesting?" the little squirrel asked curiously.

"You'll understand when you get to Taiyi," said the ferryman.

"Fine, don't tell me then. How stingy."

The little squirrel pursed its lips, casually picked up a pine cone, and took a big bite.

The Ferryman smiled as he watched the Five Elements Demon Gods eating and drinking wherever they pleased.

He asked, "When do you plan to attain enlightenment?"

"I'm still waiting for you to take over my job."

The little squirrel didn't even look up, took out another pine cone, and continued to gnaw away.

"The path to enlightenment is a matter of fate and destiny; it cannot be rushed."

"Besides, I cultivate the Five Elements Dao, so I'm not suitable to take over your job, am I? Why don't you try to recruit Fellow Daoist Shichen? I think he's the most suitable person to lead the ship."

"The Time Demon?"

[Ferryman] pondered for a moment and concluded that, judging from the attributes of the Great Dao, the Time Demon God was indeed the most suitable to suppress the River of Time and Space.

But
He looked at the boundless Mother River of Time and Space, and finally shook his head gently: "Other demon gods are easy to catch, but He is the hardest to catch."

In the chaotic era, time was eternal and unchanging. As a demon god who wielded the power of time, the other party could be described as "trapped in shallow waters," belonging to the group of demon gods who found it most difficult to attain enlightenment.

However, with the advent of the Pangu Era, the River of Time and Space appeared, and the infinite spacetime underwent endless changes. If the Time Demon God were to officially enter this era, it would be like a fish entering the ocean, living a carefree and unrestrained life.

Proving His truth was not a problem at all.

If the Time Demon God were to side with the Demon Gods and disrupt the new era, the damage it would inflict on the primordial world would be far greater than that caused by any other Demon God.

This is why Pangu was most wary of Him.

In most versions of the creation war, Pangu is the first to kill the Time Demon.

Then, everything about the other party is dissolved into the entire spacetime of the era.

In a sense, He was suppressed by the power of the entire Pangu God.

To retrieve Him, we must either wait until the end of the era and the beginning of the new world, or until He transcends time and space and becomes independent of the era.

As for the latter, how difficult is it?
Ordinary cultivators only need to attain the Great Dao of Taiji Luo to transcend the constraints of the river of time and space.

If the Time Demon God wants to transcend the constraints of the River of Time, he must first reach the level of Taiyi Daluo.

This is not finished.

The Time Demon God desires to exist independently above the current era, and the top saints of this era will become the tribulations of his Great Dao.

The time must be used to test one's skills against the great celestial beings.

Especially Xuanqing and Nuwa, the two big bosses who suppress the river of time.

Even if Xuanqing wanted to go easy on him, he still had to get past Nuwa and the other Taiyi sect leaders.

In the end, the Time Demon God might have to face Pangu wielding the Chaos Bell or the Axe of Creation.

"Fellow Daoist Shichen is truly in a terrible state!"

After listening to the ferryman's story, the little squirrel ate the last pine cone with deep sympathy.

The little squirrel originally wanted the ferryman to help his former fellow Daoist.

Looking at it now, with this hellish difficulty, how can they possibly win the revival match?

Go wash up and go to bed, stop struggling.

Lying flat in the long river of time, existing in all ages, following the era towards glory, can also be considered a kind of eternity.

"Then I'll give it my best!" The little squirrel looked at the [Ferryman] with a determined gaze.

The ferryman nodded with satisfaction: "That's right."

"Once I become a Taiyi Daluo, I can fish for an entire era and then release them in the next era!"

"???"

Is this right?
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Great Kyushu World.

There was a little baby who was born with extraordinary abilities.

He was born in the Great Wilderness, and was still breastfeeding at the age of three, yet he was able to fight against wild beasts.

On a stormy night before his birth, a branch of the World Tree broke off and fell on this human tribe.

The sacrificial stone tortoise guarding this tribe carried the altar and fled overnight.

The little baby has a powerful name—Haotian!
Amidst towering mountains and deep valleys, ferocious beasts roar; in the boundless wilderness, savage demons roam freely. As night falls, the bright moon is obscured by dark clouds, and beneath the shroud of darkness, terrifying cries rise and fall.

A small figure darted through the forest and soon found a beast's den.

He stared at the dark cave entrance, his bright black and white eyes darting around. He tiptoed closer to an ancient tree and then skillfully climbed up it.

"Hehe, this is a treasure Master just gave me, might as well use it." The little guy pulled a bright green leaf from his pocket and chuckled.

Then he bent over, perched on the treetop, and waited quietly.

As the stars shifted and the curtain obscuring the sky gradually fell, the heavens began to lighten.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The earth shook violently, and a colossal figure slowly emerged from the cave.

It stopped at the cave entrance, looked around, and observed warily.

The little guy hid in the treetop, clutching the leaves tightly, barely daring to breathe.

Fortunately, the beasts did not spot him.

The massive figure moved step by step and disappeared into the jungle.

The little guy still didn't show his face; he continued to stick his bottom out and wait on the treetop.

Sure enough, the enormous creature returned, moving with extreme speed.

A bright light streaked across the gray sky, like an electric python or a silver snake, dazzling and spectacular.

The giant beast returned to its original spot, looked around, and let out a series of roars.

Startled, the birds took flight, and the leaves rustled and drifted down from the trees.

Seeing that there were no lurking creatures, the giant beast finally left with peace of mind.

After waiting for a while, the little guy saw that the giant beast had not returned, so he hugged the tree trunk and slid down.

"You really don't learn from your mistakes! You've come so many times, and you're still letting your guard down!" the little guy exclaimed in his childish voice.

"Hehe, here I come!"

The little guy pulled out a pottery jar he had prepared beforehand from among the green leaves and sneakily made his way towards the giant beast's lair.

Soon after, the giant beast returned.

"Ow!"

A thunderous roar echoed in all directions, causing rocks to tumble down the mountainside, the echoes to rumble, the mountains and trees to shake violently, leaves to fly wildly, and a foul wind to billow.

The wild beasts were so frightened that they lay prostrate on the ground, trembling with fear.

Meanwhile, some of the beast kings watched this scene with schadenfreude.

That thief is probably here again!

The beast kings of the Great Wilderness all know that the human race has produced a ferocious cub. At four years old, it is still not weaned and often ventures deep into the mountains and forests to forage for food. Its favorite thing to do is steal animal milk.

If you can beat them, then beat them up.

If I can't beat you, I'll just guard you and steal from you.

They moved their nest ten times, and each time the authorities came knocking.

Extremely exaggerated!

The beasts found it deeply harmful and suffered greatly.

The beast kings even hunted this cub.

However, the opponent was too ferocious. After escaping, they caught several beast kings and gave them a severe beating.

They were covered in bumps from being knocked on the head, each one with a prominent and dignified appearance.

The crucial point is that there is an even more ruthless entity behind the thief!

The beast kings trembled at the thought.

……

The little guy who stole the animal milk had already escaped. He wandered around the mountains and forests for a while, picking a few weaker families to attack.

Raptors, ferocious beasts, venomous dragons, and so on—all were felled with a single blow.

The jars among the green leaves were all filled to the brim. Most of them contained animal milk.

There are also fruits, animal blood, rare treasures, and so on.

"It's a pity that the tiger's saber teeth didn't grow in properly, otherwise Master could have forged two more ferocious swords. Combined with the two from the previous ones, which are of the same origin, they would definitely form an amazing killing formation!"

The little guy felt sorry for the fierce leopard and hoped that the other dog's teeth would grow back quickly.

In return, he shared a can of animal milk with the other person so that they could nourish themselves.

"Tiger, don't let me down!" The little guy said earnestly, gazing at the tiger's den.

Those guys are all afraid of him, so they keep their milk hidden. Top-quality beast milk is becoming increasingly scarce. This time, he only managed to collect twelve cans.

He wouldn't have given away a jar if he didn't have a deep bond with Hu Zi.

As the east grew brighter, the little guy knew it was time to go back.

So he quickened his pace and, following his memory, raided several more nests.

The space was piled high with green leaves, so the little guy carried them on his shoulders and back, returning home with a full load.

After drinking two mouthfuls of animal milk to replenish its strength, the little guy hummed a little tune and happily hurried towards the tribe.

"Child, have you gone to wreak havoc on the Great Wilderness again?"

On the road, he encountered a hunting party from the tribe. Each member was tall and strong, with solid muscles and an incomparably powerful martial arts aura. Such a party was the foundation for the human race to establish itself in the wilderness.

"Hey, Uncle Tian!"

The little guy stopped in his tracks, his eyes shining.

Team leader Tianxiong had deep and sharp eyes. He carried a hard bow on his back, covered with runes that hinted at a murderous intent.

Tianxiong looked at Haotian, who was returning with a full load of goods, and was quite moved.

“Child, you can’t go out too often. All the powerful beast kings within a radius of thousands of miles are retreating. When they move, the ferocious beasts that depend on them also move away. Although this is a good thing, it will be difficult for us to catch any decent prey when we go out hunting!”

His tone was a mixture of pride and helplessness.

Since this little baby started learning martial arts from the Sacrificial Spirit Master, he has become virtually invincible in this Great Wilderness in just one year.

Even the most intelligent beast kings would avoid him.

It's astonishing that he's only four years old.

"Hahaha, team leader, you don't know him. He probably ran out of supplies and got hungry, so he went to raid the beast's nest. Look at the corners of his mouth, the milk stains haven't even dried yet!" The team members behind him laughed heartily.

"No way, Uncle Eagle, don't talk nonsense!"

Haotian blushed with embarrassment at Tianying's words. He quickly wiped his mouth, only to find that there was nothing there.

"Hahahahaha!"

The group of men were amused by the baby.

"This child is truly exceptionally talented. If we let him grow for a few more years, he might be able to fight against the monsters deep in the mountains. By then, we might all have to retire early!" one of the hunting team members said, pointing at the baby.

Haotian frequently ventured into the Great Wilderness, which greatly reduced their hunting burden, and there were no more casualties.

The teammate next to him laughed and scolded, "A grown man like you, still relying on kids every day, you have no shame!"

"Our human race has always strived for progress. Our ancestors blazed trails through the wilderness, how can we allow you to retire prematurely? Besides, there is a wider world beyond the Great Wilderness. Haotian cannot stay in the tribe forever. You must understand this."

Tianxiong's voice was steady, powerful, and authoritative. He wouldn't allow his team members to have any lazy thoughts; how could human warriors be expected to retire comfortably?
Haotian looked at everyone, thought for a moment, and took out a scale from the Green Leaf Space. It was about the size of a palm, golden in color, and dazzlingly bright.

"Uncle Tian, ​​take this with you later, it will make you much safer." He handed the golden scales to Tianxiong and said very solemnly.

"This is..." Tianxiong was moved. The energy contained in this scale was terrifying, far exceeding that of an ordinary beast king. Its owner was probably already a demon, or even a demon immortal.

The little guy chuckled: "I went to visit the long worm's house and saw that it was extraordinary, so I picked it up. You don't need to worry, the long worm won't dare to complain, and I've already refined this scale. The magic formula is inside, so it's easy to understand."

Tianxiong's lips twitched upon hearing this.

I know the little guy has gone to cause trouble for the poisonous dragons again.

He had fought the Poisonous Dragon before and knew that it had a special bloodline. In terms of strength alone, it was not particularly strong, but its deadly poison was the most terrifying thing. Few beings in the Great Wilderness were willing to provoke it.

It was just bad luck that he ran into Haotian.

"Child, you must also be careful. In previous years, there have been monsters roaming the Great Wilderness. Our tribe's old priests fought against some of these beings several times, which is why our tribe was able to establish itself here."

But in recent years, for some reason, those powerful demons have all gone into the deep mountains, seemingly lying dormant. The old sacrificial spirit also disappeared on a stormy night, and his fate is unknown. Tianxiong told Haotian some stories from the past, letting him know the danger. He was worried that the little guy who often ventured into the Great Wilderness might encounter an invincible being and perish prematurely.

Haotian listened attentively, but he already knew the answer in his heart: his teacher was the one who descended on that stormy night.

He chatted with the men of the hunting team for a while, then took out many things from his Green Leaf Space and handed them over, hoping for their safe return.

"Little guy, hurry back. If you go back too late, the clan leader will punish you again, and the beast milk you worked so hard to collect will probably be confiscated!" Sky Eagle kindly reminded him.

"Oh no!"

Haotian's expression changed. He looked at the already bright sky, slapped his forehead, and sped off at top speed.

Whenever it passed through, the void roared.

"For the sake of animal milk!"

The child's voice echoed through the woods.

This caused the group of men to burst into laughter.

The moment the baby returned to the tribe, the sky trembled, and the whole world seemed to shake.

The little guy looked on warily, glancing around with suspicion, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

"Could it be my imagination?" Haotian looked into the tribe. The divine tree reached the sky, full of vitality. Its huge canopy was like a canopy, with a shimmering halo spreading and enveloping the entire tribe.

"Hey, Haotian's back!"

"He went to steal animal milk!"

"So much stuff! How many nests have they raided?!"

"What is this? An animal bone? It's huge!"

As soon as Haotian returned, the children who had been squatting at the entrance of the tribe crowded around him. They surrounded Haotian and exclaimed in surprise when they saw him take out many things.

Just then, a sharp-eyed child spotted the tall figure approaching in the distance. He immediately panicked and cried out, "Brother Haotian, hurry, hurry, hide! Grandpa Chief is coming! If you don't run, you'll run out of beast milk!"

"What?"

Haotian saw the clan leader approaching menacingly, carrying a spiked club. He immediately stuffed the green leaves into his pocket and ran away.

"Grandpa Chief, please let me explain..."

The little guy shouted as he ran.

The Tianzong patriarch ignored him completely, brandishing his spiked club with a whirlwind of energy. "Haotian, if you want to explain, stand still and speak slowly!"

"No, unless Grandpa Clan Chief agrees to let my Beast Milk go." Seeing that the Heavenly Clan Chief was about to catch up, Haotian sped up as fast as he could.

"Fine, you little brat, you think you've grown wings, huh!" The Tianzong patriarch was so angry that he glared at the little guy with his eyes wide open, his martial arts divine intent locking onto him.

"Let this old man give you a try today!"

Haotian was locked onto by the martial arts divine intent of the Heavenly Sect, and his hair stood on end. He spread his arms, his figure like a roc spreading its wings, and moved as fast as lightning, leaving an incredible trail in the air, and broke free in an instant.

"it is good!"

The light in Tianzong's eyes intensified. Runes lit up between his fingers, flashing and imprinting themselves in the void, forming a dense net that swirled towards the little guy.

"Wow! Grandpa Chief, you're cheating! This is magic, not martial arts!" The little guy was shocked and cried out.

The patriarch of the Tianzong clan did not stop what he was doing. He said, "Martial arts were created by our human race. This is your foundation. But the enemies you may encounter in the future may include immortals, gods, demons, monsters, and so on. They will have far more methods than this old man!"

The net surrounded them from all sides, but the little guy was too slippery and always managed to escape.

The patriarch of the Tian clan was not surprised at all. In his youth, he had followed his ancestors to explore new frontiers, and his knowledge was diverse. He had plenty of ways to deal with this baby.

He held back a bit and unleashed his spiked club.

"Hey!"

The little guy swung his arms to block it, then took out a green leaf from his pocket, slapped it against the spiked club, and put it away.

The patriarch of the Heavenly Sect was dumbfounded by his skillful demeanor.

"Grandpa Chieftain, I'm confiscating this. If you want it back, you'll have to give me at least seven... no, ten cans of beast milk in exchange!" He was extremely excited, snatching something from the chieftain for the first time.

The Heavenly Clan Chief had black lines appearing on his forehead; he had toothache, heartache, liverache, and lungache!
I went too lightly just now!

"You little brat, you're really something! Now, take this!"

A single strike of lightning was unleashed, terrifying beyond measure.

The little guy wasn't stupid; he didn't take it and kept running away.

Before they had gone far, another large formation descended upon them. The Heavenly Clan Chief had somehow produced a tortoise shell, which seemed capable of sealing off space.

"not good!"

Haotian sensed a sense of crisis.

"Master, save me!!"

Haotian cried out for help.

However, the willow tree at the village entrance remained motionless.

Yangmei the Great Immortal watched as Haotian was beaten.

The Heavenly Sect, who wielded martial arts, was of course a transformation of Rahu.

He found the reincarnation of Haotian, specifically to teach his old rival a lesson.

Moreover, it's the kind that's super senior.

What is Xuanqing doing?

He is building the spirit world.

"Connect the spiritual world of all heavens, and let all the geniuses come and challenge Haotian."

"How can one become the Heavenly Emperor without the experience of defeating all the gods and suppressing all beings for a lifetime?"

Xuanqing smiled.

He is seriously training the Heavenly Emperor.

He showed absolutely no personal feelings.

"Oh, by the way, aren't some of Zu Long's descendants also considered prodigies of the new era?"

Xuanqing's gaze fell upon the timeline that the Ancestral Dragon had hidden.

"Once they come of age, we can bring them over and train them together!"

While searching for the Weak Water in a certain world, preparing to bring the essence of life into the world through normal means, the Ancestral Dragon suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

"Who is plotting against me?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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