Prehistoric: Reborn as a tortoise, with understanding that defies heaven

North Sea coast.

A group of soldiers holding weapons and wearing armor were speeding along the edge of the sea with anxious expressions.

"The king is dead and His Highness has not been found yet. Please search for His Highness' whereabouts as soon as possible!"

A leading soldier shouted.

"Your order!"

boom!

Thousands of soldiers dispersed in all directions.

"Being a god is related to the three religions. It seems that some planning is needed."

After saying that, Gui Xuan stopped talking and fell into a deep sleep.

"As for what you want to do, it's up to you."

This is an injury left by a demon clan in Beihai. It doesn't look obvious at first glance, but the demon energy has already entered the body.

"allow!"

There are princes inside who are ready to make trouble, and there are barbarians outside who are constantly harassing.

"If you don't treat it quickly, you will die soon."

Emperor Yi looked at Wen Zhong's majestic and ethereal back and asked in his heart.

With that said, he waved his hand and took Zixian away from here.

Gui Xuan looked helpless.

Gui Xuan carefully absorbed the information from the prehistoric world No. 3, and it took a long time to slowly open his eyes.

At this moment, a voice appeared in Zixian's mind, "You're not dead, but you'll be close."

"If a big businessman like you wants to make a comeback, it's not impossible."

As time goes by, the great merchants are no longer as good as before. They are convinced by everyone and accepted by all directions.

Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti from the prehistoric world No. 2 were released.

No matter how much Emperor Ren shouted, he could not answer.

"Rise up the troops and return to the court!"

Di Yi's face froze.

Wen Ding killed Ji Li, and his son Ji Chang held a grudge. He almost wanted to go on an expedition, but was delayed due to natural disasters.

"If you die in the future, you can rest assured and leave him alone."

Buzz~~

At the moment when Zixian was about to pass out, Guixuan's weak Yuanshen emitted a bright light.

"No wonder the Hongjun of this world did not come to the prehistoric world No. 1. It turns out that this world is in the period when the gods are about to be opened and the three merchants are anointed."

"I'm not dead?"

"Then let your next generation become the last king, and your Shang Dynasty will be over."

"Jiejiao is destroyed..."

Di Yi was silent.

Zhen Yuanzi and others nodded in Wenyan.

"It's just a name."

"Wen Zhong is one of the few loyal ministers of your great merchant. As a third-generation disciple of Jie Jiao, he has outstanding talent and noble status."

"The No. 2 prehistoric world has been completely captured by me."

Guixuan's voice echoed in Zixian's mind.

"Who hurt Zixian!"

He could only breathe heavily and look at the Dashang soldiers who were looking for him in the distance with discomfort all over his body.

"You want to keep them full, so they're willing to follow you."

Although this mysterious teacher cannot appear.

He had just peeked into this kid's memory.

The eight hundred princes of the Great Shang Dynasty heard the news and took action.

Great Shang, the capital of Yin.

"Although you are the Human Emperor, you are still far behind the Three Ancient Emperors and even the Five Emperors."

Emperor Yi's thoughts were rolling in his mind.

"Teacher, is this the Jiejiao Immortal?"

Then point your finger.

But he was suppressed by a huge force and couldn't move.

"Where's the witch doctor! Witch doctor!!"

The voice appeared again, in a calm voice.

"What I taught you before is the way to strengthen the foundation of the people and make the country rich."

"Monster clan..." Wen Zhong's voice was low.

As soon as these saints appeared, they wanted to resist.

"Then how did your father die?" Gui Xuan said quietly.

It can be said that there are internal and external troubles, and natural and man-made disasters occur one after another.

He was not far from the coast, and he swam to the coast in less than three hours. He lay on the beach with a pale face and wanted to shout, but he had no strength.

"Your great merchant will become a place where immortals and gods fight, and that will be when your great merchant will be destroyed."

What a coincidence.

Immortals and gods were fighting, and Di Yi immediately thought of his own grand master.

Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

Flying hundreds of millions of miles away from the capital, Wen Zhong's majestic gaze fell on Zixian, who was seriously injured, with an angry look on his face.

This time I fell asleep, I don’t know how long I will sleep.

At this time, on the North Sea, a figure floating on the sea slowly opened its eyes.

Leading to the gradual decline of national power.

I took a few sips of sea water and almost immersed myself in it.

"If you want to save yourself, you must first strengthen the people and enrich the country." Gui Xuan said, "You, a big businessman with hundreds of millions of people, are your chance to make a comeback."

Since Prince Zixian succeeded the Great Shang King, he was honored as Emperor Yi.

Zi Xian was horrified when he heard this.

In the end, Emperor Yi had no choice but to start making arrangements in the territory of Dashang based on the knowledge that Gui Xuan had taught him previously.

"Feng Shen..."

"Although the Human Emperor is blessed by the luck of the race, compared with the three ancient emperors, you, the Human Emperor, have only an empty name and no reality."

Could it be...

If there were no changes in the prehistoric world No. 1, this period would probably be approaching at this time.

Gui Xuan looked at it and shook his head.

Di Yi was overjoyed, "Teacher..."

Especially the Zhou people in the west were ready to make a move.

Instantly attracting the attention of distant soldiers.

The leading soldier did not wait for Zixian to fully recover, then rode the strange beast beneath him and led the soldiers back to the camp.

Grand Master Wen Zhong rode Mo Qilin to Beihai to welcome Prince Zixian back.

"The king is dead. Before he died, he entrusted me to let His Highness succeed to the throne." Wen Zhong interrupted Zixian and said, "Your Highness, follow me back to the capital to stabilize the situation in Dashang!"

Guixuan continued, "It's just that everything has a glimmer of hope."

"The next step is when I merge the two realms into one, and then the two realms will shake."

Hiss~~~

Di Yi took a deep breath and was shocked.

"This calamity is to teach the Twelve Golden Immortals to commit the crime of killing. It just happens that Haotian comes to Hongjun to cry and complain that he has no one under his command and is looked down upon by all the saints."

Looking at Di Yi who was silent, Gui Xuan added another blow, "You won't live long in the eyes of the passing of your origin. Hurry up and give birth to the child and raise the next generation."

As the most powerful dynasty among the human race, great business forces are gathering at this time.

At this time, Emperor Yi was sitting in the royal palace, looking at the ministers of the great merchants with a gloomy expression.

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No. 1 prehistoric world.

"You will know who I am in the future. Someone is looking for you on the shore now. If you don't deal with the wounds on your body quickly, if it takes too long and the source is injured, you will definitely die early."

Grand Master Wen Zhong took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, I want to bring an army of millions to overwhelm the Zhou tribe and rectify the king's authority!"

It gave him a headache.

"Is this Wen Zhong?"

The great king of the Shang Empire, Wen Ding, died unexpectedly. His son Xian Pingding did not return to Beihai, and the entire capital was on alert.

Gui Xuan continued.

"The Zhou tribe disrespected their superiors and subordinates and led soldiers to attack our merchant capital."

Di Yi said in a deep voice, "I wonder if you have any good ideas."

At the moment, he no longer bothered about who was talking to him, gritted his teeth and swam towards the coast.

"Please tell me, teacher..."

The primeval times do not count the years.

"Your Majesty's Order!"

Hiss~~~! !

In desperation, he accidentally pulled at the wound, grinning in pain.

Before he could move, he felt a sharp pain in his body and a large amount of blood flowed from his chest.

"The Xuanmen saints in this world, Sanqing and Nuwa are still kept in the dark. You guys will release Sanqing and Nuwa from the No. 2 prehistoric world."

But he often gave him advice and helped him overcome difficulties.

He knew better than anyone where the injuries on his body came from.

"quick!"

Gui Xuan thought carefully and directly called the four saints Zhen Yuanzi, Hou Tu, Hong Yun, and Ancestor Ming He over.

Can you please not be so heart-wrenching when you speak?

If you don't seize the time for treatment, it will be easy to die early!

"Feng Shen..."

After being treated by a witch doctor, Zi Xian lay on the beach with a stable breath.

It seems that some preparations are needed.

"Your Highness is there!"

"The eight hundred princes of the great merchants obey you? Or do you mean that in your realm of great merchants, hundreds of millions of people all agree with you?"

The imperial capital was filled with sadness and solemnity inside and outside.

Finally, with a cold snort, a ray of fairy light entered Zixian's body.

Zixian was shocked, "Who!"

"Your son will be scolded for hundreds of millions of years."

Today, he even said that his son would become the last king, which made Di Yi feel helpless.

Ever since his teacher appeared in his mind ten thousand years ago, he has often told him to hurry up and have children.

As the fairy light entered his body, Zi Xian's face gradually turned red.

"Grand Master, Prince Beihai is calming down the chaos. The demonic energy entered his body during a sneak attack by the demon clan. By the time we found out, it was already too late. The prince was already seriously injured." The leading general said in a low voice.

At this time, the future Emperor Yi was already dying. He stretched out his hand tremblingly to let others find him, but he couldn't lift it up.

"Boy, forget it, let me help you!"

There are countless capable people in the entire Dachang, but only Grand Master Wen Zhong was born in the holy sect and has outstanding strength.

It also made him go from being skeptical at the beginning to being convinced now.

But his words made Di Yi's face darken, "Teacher, as a human emperor, although he cannot practice, he has a long lifespan, how can he die so easily."

The whole scene immediately became chaotic.

Now that he knows the time point of the prehistoric world No. 3, he will not sit still and wait for death.

In the future Emperor Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, Gui Xuan has already confirmed what period this world is in.

Over the past ten thousand years, great changes have taken place in the Great Shang Dynasty.

The country's power is unstable, and the princes from all over the world have strange thoughts.

Unexpectedly, this guy turned out to be the future business emperor, Di Xin's father, Di Yi.

The differentiated soul cannot stay awake for a long time because it is in a state of alternate reality and reality.

During these ten thousand years, if it were not for his teacher, his life would have been extremely difficult.

Opening his eyes slightly, looking at Wen Zhong who appeared in front of him, Zi Xian said in a weak voice, "Grand Master..."

During the stable reign, he suffered from natural disasters one after another. The Huan River in Wangji area was "drained three times a day", and the economy and national power of the Shang Dynasty gradually weakened.

Di Yi didn't want to speak anymore.

The leading soldier saw this and said quickly, "Escort His Highness back to the palace quickly!"

Gui Xuan didn't hide anything and said directly, "It's about the battle between immortals and gods."

Dashang established the 400 Yuan Association, and he was already the 29th Emperor.

Wen Zhong's aura was ethereal, and the power of an immortal soared into the sky.

Di Yi’s voice was majestic and his eyes were filled with light!

"In this battle, we will destroy the Zhou tribe and show our imperial power!"

Gui Xuan said with interest as he floated in Emperor Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

The late king Wen Ding has passed away, and now the palace needs Prince Zixian to take charge.

Looking at the calm sea around him, Zixian looked shocked.

Gui Xuan observed silently in Zixian's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, my heart became heavier.

At this time, as far away as Kunlun Mountain, Wa Palace, and even the Second Saint of the West who were suppressed in the Western World, they all opened their eyes and looked at the Abbot's Fairy Island in the North Sea.

“That’s... me?”