Prehistoric: The Ancestor Of Kunpeng

212 Special Little Golden Crow

In this way, the little Golden Crow flew around in Tanggu all day long. During this time, Donghuang Taiyi wanted to teach his nephews some very powerful spells, and brought them to his practice. In the Immortal Cave.

This magical power is very powerful and cannot be mastered in a short time, although the Eastern Emperor Taiyi would say that when the little Golden Crow grows up, he will pass it on to them at that time.

But after thinking about it, Di Jun refused.

Because looking at his little son’s dumb look, I don’t know when he will really grow up.

Di Jun planned that after he really grew up, he would teach him personally. This would be regarded as a special treatment for his youngest son by Di Jun.

In this regard, Donghuang Taiyi took his other nephews and began a long period of cultivation.

Finally, after about ten years, the little Golden Crow will speak.

He was still so small and exquisite. He grabbed Di Jun’s arm and babbled and said, “Daddy…Daddy.”

When Di Jun heard this, he was ecstatic, picked him up, and laughed loudly: “Haha, my son can finally speak.”

In fact, in comparison, Di Jun’s youngest son seemed to be a mentally retarded child compared to the other elder brothers.

Because his elder brothers are all proud of the sky, the little Golden Crow looks so ordinary under the shining of these elder brothers’ sharp edges.

But not only did Di Jiang not ignore his younger son, but instead gave him more love and tolerance.

Of course, he also hopes that his younger son can be as smart as own and the Big Brothers, but he also knows that some things are hard to force. He only hopes that the younger son of own can grow up peacefully, and Dijun will be very pleased. .

Under Dijun’s careful guidance, the little Golden Crow quickly mastered some of the simplest magical powers among the monster race.

Within a month, he had only one chance to meet the own Big Brothers.

Several Big Brothers also liked the little brother own, and talked to him a lot about their uncle Donghuang Taiyi.

“What kind of person is Uncle Donghuang?” Little Golden Crow asked curiously.

“He is a very powerful person.” Big Golden Crow said with a smile. He is now Di Jun’s eldest son, and he is also the highest and most exquisite Cultivation Base among all Golden Crows.

“How powerful is it?” Little Golden Crow asked without understanding.

The big Golden Crow thought for a while, and then said, “It’s as good as our father.

Little Golden Crow suddenly realized, “Oh, that must be amazing.”

Because in the impression of the little Golden Crow, own father Di Jun is the most powerful person in the world, no matter what kind of difficult things he encounters, he will be solved in front of Di Jun.

Little Golden Crow thinks that own father is the omnipotent existence in the world, and there are people who are as powerful as own father, then this person must not be simple.

Little Golden Crow’s thinking is very simple, pure like a piece of white paper, spotless, everything is waiting for him to create by himself, this is what makes him different from other Golden Crow.

It’s just that he doesn’t know at this moment that the little Golden Crow in the later generations will become the “big killer” that will make countless people fearful in the Conferred God War.

A handful of Flying Daggers in his hand can be said to be the gods blocking and killing the gods, and the Buddha should kill the Buddha. At that time, the little Golden Crow was also the first person under the controversial Sage in people’s minds.

He is a generation of legends-Lu Ya Daoist.

The Lu Ya Daoist in the later generations, which is now the little Golden Crow, was unexpected by no one, except for the ancestor Kunpeng, who was far behind Beiming.

In the Conferred Gods War, a handful of Flying Daggers, I don’t know how many enemies flee in the hope of the wind.

He has been struggling for what his father uncle did not do, but ultimately he did not succeed.

However, his legendary light will be remembered by future generations and will be passed on. If Xing Tian is the rising star of the Witch clan.

The Buddhas of the three generations are the propagators of the West.

The small Golden Crow is the “Master of ZTE” of all the monster races under the world.

Like his own father and uncle, he will pursue the title of the first person under the glorious Sage, and will be recognized by most people in later generations.

It’s a pity that all of this is something for now, because no matter who it is, Golden Crow or Emperor Jun, he doesn’t know what his future will be like now.

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Xu Qing also woke up from sitting in the distant sea of ​​Beiming.

In fact, apart from Ling’er’s unaccounted for and Xu Qing’s worries about this, Bei Ming’s journey was all peaceful and peaceful afterwards.

On this day, Xu Qing looked at the void, a bright divine light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

“The old era is coming to an end, is the new era coming? Someone has an invisible hand between heaven and earth, plucking the strings of this blood-stained time and space…”

Xu Qing was perplexed, and Xi He seemed to be inspired. I don’t know when she came to Xu Qing’s side.

“Master, what are you looking at?” Xi He asked.

“Xihe, your children have been born, they are in Tanggu, and each of them is healthy.” Xu Qing said very calmly.

“Is this true? Master?” Xi He still seemed to be a little bit unbelievable.

Xu Qing just nodded calmly, Xi He was already excited and shedding tears, she covered her face and started crying bitterly.

The love between her and Dijun has gone through tribulations. Although the final result is a positive result, only they know what torture they have experienced during this period. The longing of each party that day penetrates the bone, as if the soul had gone out of their bodies. Same.

“Master, the disciple is so happy.”

After groaning, Xihe said again: “Master, I have an unrelenting invitation. Can I go to Tanggu to see my children?”

Xu Qing said without hesitation: “No.”

Xu Qing’s voice was very indifferent. He knew that Xihe would be cruel, but there was no way.

Tears fell from the corner of Xihe’s eyes again, and he asked dissatisfiedly: “Why, master, I am now a big Luo Jinxian late stage, can’t I go to see the children of own?”

“Da Luo Jinxian late stage, what does this kind of Cultivation Base count? You can die unexpectedly and tragically at any time in the prehistoric world. I will never let you go.” Xu Qing said decisively.

“But…” Xihe seemed to not want to give up, but wanted to say something.

But Xu Qing was interrupted directly, saying: “I have already promised that I will save your husband’s life in the Lich War, so don’t have to make an inch of it anymore.”

“Okay.” In desperation, Xi He didn’t dare to disobey Master.