"It seems that the disciples of the other two religions are also in seclusion to prepare for the three religions 'discussion in two hundred years.”
Huang Hao stood outside the Hollow Jade Temple and looked to the left.
I saw that the flowers were all over the place, and the handle of the bucket was turned back. The grass sprouts are green all over the ground, and the willow eyes are green all over the dike.
That was Sage Taiqing's dojo, where Eight Visions Palace was located.
On the right side of the Jade Mirage Palace, the scenery could also be described as a mountain of peach blossoms and red brocade, and half a stream of smoke and water.
This was the Shangqing Sage's Green Touring Palace.
The Three Pure Ones had just become saints and accepted disciples. Although they had established different sects, they had not yet split up. There were three saints on Mount Kunlun, and the spiritual energy was abundant. It was extremely prosperous.
Huang Hao retracted his gaze and stopped looking at the scenery of Mount Kunlun. He quickly descended the mountain.
"The sea is wide for fish to jump, and the sky is high for birds to fly.”
Huang Hao glanced at the boundless land beneath his feet and the vast sky above his head. He let out a heartfelt sigh before turning into a stream of light and rushing in a direction.
Huang Hao left the Sage's dojo. He no longer hid his trump cards and traveled the Untainted Land as fast as he could.
The Primordial World was too big and boundless. Even with his speed, he would not be able to completely step foot in it without 10,000 years.
In the wilderness, the forests were green, and the apes cried and the tigers roared. The towering ancient trees covered the sky, and the ferocious beasts and birds roared. It was a scene from the primitive era.
Huang Hao had left Mount Kunlun to travel the outside world. He wasn't wandering aimlessly. He had come out this time to go to Mount Buzhou in the Central Great Land.
It was the number one divine mountain in the Primordial World, Mount Buzhou, which was transformed from the backbone of the Great God Pangu.
In his previous life, he had heard many legends about Buzhou Mountain. Since he had come to the Primordial World, he definitely had to come and take a look.
Most importantly, he had long heard that there were many spiritual treasures in the Primordial World, and Mount Buzhou was the best among them. He had to try his luck.
On Mount Buzhou, Fuxi and Nuwa were the ones who had transformed into their forms.
As the center of the Primordial World, Mount Buzhou was also a place where providence and Spiritual Qi gathered. There were a large number of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and Dharma Treasures on it. It was now in the middle stage of the Primordial World.
Huang Hao went to Mount Buzhou to try his luck. Perhaps he could get some powerful natural treasures, which would be enough to improve his Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
With Huang Hao's speed, it would take him several years to get from the foot of Mount Kunlun to the top of Mount Buzhou. However, this was the ideal time.
In fact, it had been half a year since Huang Hao left the Sage's dojo, but he still had more than half a way to go to Buzhou Mountain.
The main reason was that Huang Hao was extremely curious about this Primordial World. At the speed of light, it was difficult for him to see the things on the continent in detail.
Huang Hao would often stop and stay for a period of time when he encountered interesting things. It would take him at least ten years or even longer.
In fact, Huang Hao could not be blamed for this. Earth was far from the vastness and nature of the Wilderness. Huang Hao was still an Earthling spiritually. He would be curious about the scenery that he had never seen before and would also look for the precious spiritual root medicine.
"The Nine Winds Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand.”
On this day, Huang Hao stopped beside a large river and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar wide river in front of him.
Huang Hao couldn't help but recite a poem. He was sure that this was the Yellow River of the prehistoric times.
"Since the Yellow River is here, there must be human tribes around here.”
It had not been long since Nuwa created humans. Humans were still in the tribal period, and their productivity was low. Humans had to live near water sources to survive.
Thinking of this, Huang Hao soared into the sky and spread out his divine sense at the same time to see if he could find the human tribe. He wanted to see the humans from the ancestor's era.
After Huang Hao practiced the Yuqing Celestial Chant, the most authentic method of primordial spirit cultivation in the Untainted Land, his spiritual awareness was even more meticulous. Nothing within a thousand miles could escape his perception.
"Eh, where did this bloody aura come from? No, there's also a murderous aura. Not good…"
Huang Hao suddenly felt a bloody aura spreading not far away. He immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed to the scene of the accident.
This was a human tribe that lived on the left side of the Yellow River. There were less than a thousand people, and most of them were mortals.
These people worked the fields and worked the weaving. They left early and returned late. Although their days were dull, they were also happy and content.
Today was supposed to be an ordinary day, but now, a flood dragon had emerged from the Yellow River with dozens of aquatic creatures. They ate everyone they saw and burned the houses they saw.
The originally quiet and peaceful tribe had now turned into a living hell. The cries of children, the sighs of the elderly, the curses of adults, all of them were transmitted into Huang Hao's primordial spirit along with the sound.
"Stop!"
Huang Hao roared in rage, unleashing the might of a true dragon. He knew that his opponent was a Water Tribe member, so it was best to suppress him with the might of a true dragon. This was a suppression that came from his bloodline.
The flood dragon, which was still spitting fire and burning human houses, suddenly felt the might of a true dragon coming from above its head. It immediately stopped what it was doing and rose and landed in front of Huang Hao with the clouds.
The flood dragon was completely black, and its horns were ferocious. Its eyes were fierce, and when it saw the aura of a true dragon from Huang Hao, a cold light flashed in its eyes.
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist. May I know which Dragon King's descendant you are?”
The flood dragon greeted Huang Hao. Although it was still in the middle stage of the Primordial World, with the end of the Dragon Han Tribulation, there were fewer traces of dragons and phoenixes.
Most of the True Dragons that were active in the world were descendants of the Four Seas Dragon Kings. That was why the Flood Dragon asked this question.
"Who's your friend? Let me ask you, why did you attack the human tribe with your shrimp soldiers?”
The flood dragon was only a water beast with the bloodline of the dragon race. In terms of bloodline, it was inferior to Huang Long, not to mention that Huang Hao was the disciple of a Saint.
Even the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas had to be respectful in front of Huang Hao. Those below the Saint Realm were all ants!
Anyone who was related to a Saint would definitely be valued more and would not dare to offend them easily.
The Black Flood Dragon and Huang Hao were brothers. Was the Demon Flood Dragon worthy?
Seeing how angry Huang Hao was, the flood dragon was confused. It looked at Huang Hao carefully and realized that this true dragon had just entered the True Immortal Realm. Although its bloodline wasn't good, it was already a late-stage Golden Immortal expert.
In the Primordial World, the strong were respected!
Strength was the easiest to talk to. When he realized that Huang Hao was inferior to him, the flood dragon lost its initial good temper and snorted coldly.
"I'm hungry. If you want to eat, eat! If you came here because you smelled the blood here, just say that you want to eat people. Your sanctimonious appearance really makes this king hate you.”
Huang Hao felt like a fishbone was stuck in his throat when faced with the flood dragon's calm invitation. He did not know what to say. The other party's tone was too natural, as if eating people was a normal thing.
Huang Hao understood that the Untainted World was a barbaric world that ate people.
In the Hollow Jade Temple, although there were some disagreements between the brothers, they were still from the same sect. With the presence of the Sages, at least they could maintain their reputation. There were few fights, and there would not be any incidents of fellow disciples killing each other.
However, in the Primordial Continent, the demons often ate small demons, and their evil spirits soared. Moreover, no one cared about the demons attacking humans.
This was a cannibalistic world where the strong were respected, while the weak could not even guarantee basic personal safety.
Although Goddess Nvywa created humans, she didn't give them much protection. On the other hand, although Sage Taiqing established the Sect of Humanity, she didn't do anything and let humans develop on their own, enjoying the Luck of the Human Tribe for nothing.
However, even if others did not care, Huang Hao could not ignore them. In essence, he still regarded himself as a human being. How could he sit idly by when he saw humans being slaughtered by the demons for no reason?
Huang Hao smiled coldly at the Flood Dragon and said,"Since you can tell that I want to eat people, then I won't hide it anymore. Hurry up and take your subordinates and get lost.”
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