The mystery of the way of cause and effect all arises from namelessness!

It's like having a chicken or an egg?

Which one is first?

先有因还是先有果,谁能说得清楚?

This is mysterious and difficult to describe in a few words. Yang Sanyang raised his head and looked at the distant sky, and a trace of moonlight flowed in his eyes: "The way of cause and effect is worthy of being one of the laws that can go hand in hand with time and space."

In fact, the death of the Golden-winged Roc did indeed bring about endless storms. It was like a jug of hot oil in the wilderness, pouring on the blazing flames, completely igniting the fear in the hearts of all living beings in the wilderness. When that fear surpasses the limit, it will only turn into anger! It can ignite all the fire of anger.

Even the Peacock, the top master of the Phoenix clan and the legitimate son of the Phoenix clan, have been killed by the Demon Ancestor. How could the tribes of the three tribes, who are far inferior to Peacock and Dapeng, be afraid?

Tiannan

Feng Zu stood in front of the sycamore tree with a gloomy face, and his voice was filled with endless gloom: "Demon Ancestor!!!Demon Ancestor!!!"

The golden-winged roc was killed, and the peacock had not yet woken up. The two future heirs of the Phoenix Clan were killed one after another. The blow to the Phoenix Clan was extremely heavy. Their luck was terrifying, and it was enough for the peacock to hurt.

"Father God!" The blue bird turned into a stream of light and descended to Fengzu: "The child is incompetent, one step late!"

"It's already a great merit for you to invite a saint, but a pity..." Feng Zu stroked the sycamore tree with his palm, and his claws burst out, and he held the trunk of the sycamore tree tightly: "How could he go to Kunlun Mountain? How could he ask to see the Demon Ancestor! He was confused! He was confused!"

"When a disaster comes, sometimes people will lose their minds. This is his disaster!" The Phoenix Ancestor fell from the sycamore tree, his eyes full of grief: "This is his disaster."

"The saint said that there is still a chance to resurrect him in the future, but the process is a little twists and turns!" The blue bird said in a low voice when he saw the Huang Zu and Feng Zu who were sad.

"Take it seriously?" Feng Zu and Huang Zu raised their heads together and stared at the blue bird.

"The saint said, there will definitely be no false!" The blue bird nodded firmly.

After this statement, the sadness in both Fengzu and Huangzu both disappeared a lot. They looked at the blue bird with their eyes. Fengzu said, "Although for some reason, you actually have something to do with the saint, but the saint regards all things in the world as ants. You must be careful in the future. There must be a reason why the saints can favor you."

The blue bird nodded, agreeing with Feng Zu's words, but kept slandering himself: "Planning? What can the little barbarian have for me? I met each other at the slightest moment. At that time, he had not yet cultivated the holy path and Dharma appearance. If I don't fight, I will not know each other. It is also fate and fate."

"The death of my second brother has a great blow to my Phoenix Clan's aura, but it may not be of no benefit. Now endless sentient beings are shrouded in the power of the Demon Ancestor. The so-called defeated soldiers will win, this is the case! The more terrifying and cruel the Demon Ancestor, the more the hearts of the tribes of our tribes will gather together and be more united!" A divine light appeared in the blue bird's eyes: "The sad soldiers will win, and we may not have no chance to fight back."

Feng Zu and Huang Zu looked at each other, and a trace of guilt flashed deep in the eyes. They rubbed their nose helplessly, silently saying nothing about the blue bird's words.

The Third Ancestor worked hard to destroy hundreds of clans, just to blame the Demon Ancestor. The death of the Golden-winged Roc may be due to the reason for the backlash of energy.

The Demon Ancestor is synonymous with God's illegitimate son, so how can anyone easily calculate?

No matter what, the death of the Golden-winged Roc is like a huge rock throwing into the lake, rolling up a sensation and endless wilderness and panic.

How could the Demon Ancestor be so cruel?

But if you don't surrender, the next one you will be killed is most likely yourself.

The Third Ancestors gathered in Buzhou Mountain. At this time, the Third Ancestors of Dragon, Phoenix and Kirin stood on the top of Buzhou Mountain, scanning the wild land. The re-gathering energy of the three tribes could not help but feel silent.

"Maybe a saint invites a move?" King Qilin looked at Feng Zu and Zulong.

Zulong shook his head when he heard this: "The saint is in a chaotic place outside the sky, sitting and watching the birth and death of the world. If there is no reason, how could he show his saints in the mortal world at will? If you want to invite a saint, it is probably not much more difficult than killing the demon ancestor."

"The Demon Ancestor had already practiced the saints, and now he is even more united in the western world. We are not even opponents of the Demon Ancestor. With the combined efforts of our three tribes, we may not be able to defeat the Demons." Feng Zu's face looked ugly.

"But the wild land, except for the saints, my three tribes have no reinforcements. Even if I can't stand it, I can only bear it and never give up the vast land!" Feng Zu's eyes showed a sense of determination: "Even if my three tribes are broken into pieces, I will never compromise."

"Foreign enemies are in front of us. We betrayed the Demon Ancestor and ruined his plan to prove the truth, and drove him into a land of no return. He was suppressed in Buzhou Mountain. The Demon Ancestor will not let us go no matter what. Those sentient beings in the Great Wilderness may be better. If the Demon Ancestor can unify the world, he will not care about it. We and the three of us... will definitely die!" Zulong's eyes were full of solemnity: "When this critical moment, how about the three tribes who have bloodshed their alliance?"

"Blood is an alliance?" King Qilin looked at Feng Zu after hearing this: "Do I have any objection?"

Feng Zu's face was gloomy and he refused to speak for a long time.

"Although I killed the peacock, the peacock is about to be resurrected. Your Phoenix Clan killed my son's third prince, and this matter can be considered as offsetting each other. How about smearing the debt?" Zulong looked at Feng Zu, his eyes full of sincerity: "The grudges of my three clans are small, and the devil's ancestor is big. The Devil's ancestor has caused such a big disturbance just now. If he continues to develop quietly, I am afraid that the three clans and other tribes will have no power to fight back."

"Zulong said it right. This matter cannot be delayed. The Demon Ancestor must be punished as soon as possible." King Qilin continued: "Feng Zu, how can we break the big plan because of the love between children? If the Demon Ancestor one by one, there may be a glimmer of life in the ordinary wilderness creatures at that time, but our three tribes will inevitably be completely erased from the world by the Demon Ancestor."

"Okay, then let's get blood in the alliance!" Feng Zu gritted his teeth and said.

"Come here, quickly set up the incense table. We will make an alliance with blood and make a covenant." King Qilin was overjoyed when he saw this and quickly spoke loudly.

Lingtai Fangcunshan Holy Land

Yang Sanyang was wearing a soap robe and sat under the paulownia tree. In front of him was a game of chess that had not yet been played. Opposite him, Fuxi frowned and thought deeply, and countless laws flowed in his eyes.

It took a long time to see Fuxi put away his chess piece: "I don't understand!"

"This is the entire mystery of the innate Bagua. If you can understand it, you are afraid that it will be not far from the Daluo God." Yang Sanyang slowly put away all the chess pieces on the chessboard: "Although you have made new things and found a different way of Bagua, if you understand the innate Bagua, you may not be as good as me."

Fuxi nodded when he heard this. He made innovations and naturally he had less research on the innate Bagua. It would be strange if he could match Yang Sanyang.

"The innate Bagua involves the evolution of the law of fate. Although you have made innovations, you are not deep enough in studying the innate Bagua. You still need to work hard in the future!" Yang Sanyang whispered.

After hearing this, Fuxi bowed respectfully: "Thank you for your teachings, brother. But, I think the situation in the wilderness now seems to be a little out of control?"

"Are you talking about the third ancestor of the dragon, phoenix, qilin, and is inferior to the Demon ancestor?" Yang Sanyang refused to comment.

"Even if the third ancestor of the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin designed to frame the Demon Ancestor and reorganize the morale of the army, it is still difficult to defeat the Demon Ancestor Zhu Xian Four Sword Sword Formation." Fuxi shook his head: "I can't see the vitality of the three clans unless the eldest brother is willing to help."

Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard this, raised his head and looked at Fuxi, his eyes full of surprise: "Your new gossip?"

Fuxi nodded.

"Excellent!" Yang Sanyang stretched out a finger: "As a matter of heaven, it is said that the Three Ancestors should not be noticed by others, but they still cannot hide it from you."

"I have insight into the Third Ancestor's plan, but I still can't see through my elder brother's methods." Fuxi complimented without a trace.

Yang Sanyang smiled, then pointed out a finger and fell down the chess piece: "I didn't expect the Third Ancestor to defeat the Demon Ancestor. I released the Demon Ancestor just to kill the Third Ancestor and break the general trend of the three clans."

"It is not difficult for the Demon Ancestor to break the power of the three clans, but the Qilin King and the Ancestral Dragon have both become innate treasures. These two people follow the innate treasures and are immortal and cannot be killed at all. The second ancestor of Phoenix seems to have mastered a strange method, which can be reborn continuously. It is almost impossible to kill the third ancestor." Fuxi said carelessly: "Unless the saint has other means."

"Sages are not omnipotent," Yang Sanyang sighed.

"That's better to sell the Third Ancestors." Fuxi raised his head and said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Yang Sanyang said in surprise.

"Draw the ground into a prison," Fuxi whispered.

"It's a solution." Yang Sanyang refused to comment.

"But once the Demon Ancestor defeats the three clans, he will receive the blessing of the great power of the heavenly way. At that time, he will definitely not be able to lose his head. The saint will also retreat. How can the eldest brother deal with the Demon Ancestor is the key!" Fuxi looked at Yang Sanyang.

"So, your kid's way of calculating is still a hundred thousand miles away from this little barbarian." Bai Ze walked out with his hands on his back: "Do you think he defeated the three clans just for revenge? He was clearing the way for the gods and clearing the obstacles for Taiyi. The three clans are indeed not opponents of the demons, but what if there is a help from the gods? What about Taiyi?"

"That's not the opponent of the Demon Ancestor." Fuxi thought for a moment and shook his head: "The Demon Ancestor's four swords of Zhuxian are too powerful, and four saints need to descend. Even if Taiyi and one innate treasure are added, there are only three innate treasures in total, but it is still a big gap between subduing the Demon Ancestor."
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