Chapter 30: The Celestial Valley Divine Bull
But it makes sense. If Di Jun and Tai Yi were really that incompetent, it would not be their turn to become the leaders of the demon clan.

The potential of the hundred innate races is so enormous that almost any god with eyes can notice it. Don’t they want to subdue the hundred innate races, become the so-called leader of the demon race, and then manage them to become the rightful leader of the prehistoric world?

How is it possible? Although the position of the demon clan leader attracts the wind and involves countless causes and effects, as the saying goes, the greater the burden, the greater the reward. If anyone really has the ability to resolve all the grievances in the prehistoric world and let everyone get what they want, then let alone the prehistoric leader, even the leader of the Great Dao can be there.

This is not a joke. There was a god who created the world. God is the same as Tao. Almost all innate gods can know the secret of chaos and the origin of Pangu's birth.

Hongmeng gave birth to chaos, chaos gave birth to Pangu, and Pangu became the primeval world.

Hongmeng, Hun Dun, Pangu, and Honghuang, these are the four stages derived from this great way.

It is not the case that the older, the stronger. Hongmeng and Chaos existed for too long, and no one knows which one is stronger or weaker, or even the difference between the two. Did Hongmeng evolve into Chaos? Or did Chaos devour Hongmeng?
But one thing that is certain is that Pangu's power is definitely stronger than the entire chaos, because chaos has consumed 99% of its power to give birth to Pangu, and the remaining power was all used by Pangu to open the sky. Chaos poured almost all of its origin into Pangu, and now all that remains are some debris.

Pangu gave birth to Honghuang at the cost of his life, so Honghuang's power must be stronger than chaos. The reason why no one's power can surpass Pangu now is because chaos only gave birth to one great god, Pangu, while Honghuang gave birth to endless creatures. The different distribution of the origins naturally leads to different levels of creatures.

Because of this, all the great gods in the prehistoric world will try their best to fight for the origin, and the external manifestation of these origins is the so-called luck. The position of the leader of the demon clan represents the condensation of countless luck.

This is a transcendent position, how could there not be someone fighting for it?

On the surface, Hengming was chatting with Ji Meng, but in his mind he had already begun to plan how to make the plan.

"It's really stupid to join the game. The vision of the demon race seems great, but it has a fatal flaw. Because of the different races, there are inevitable conflicts between them. For example, how can a carnivorous race like the wolf get along with a herbivorous race like the sheep and rabbit? How can the plant spirits get along with these herbivorous races after they are reborn? Even if you can avoid the desire for food through cultivation, this is to erase the nature of the race. What's the difference between this and destroying the race? This is my chance!"

Hengming's mind was racing, and he instantly figured out how to influence the entire demon clan. That was to intensify the conflicts, let the vegetarians and the meat-eaters fight each other, and the meat-eaters fight the vegetarians. Only in this way would he have a chance to dominate the demon clan!

Looking at Ji Meng who was talking nonstop, Heng Ming suddenly interrupted: "I didn't expect that the wishes of these two demon kings and demon emperors were so great. I am really ashamed of myself. I should have gone to the Sun Star with fellow Daoist Ji Meng to meet the two demon kings and demon emperors. Unfortunately, I suddenly had an impulse and it seemed that someone was calling me, so I had to leave first. It is really a sin."

Ji Meng felt a little regretful after hearing this. After repeated attempts to persuade Heng Ming to stay, he had no choice but to get up and see him off. Looking at Heng Ming's receding back, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, it's a pity that such a great god has passed away. I don't know if we will have the possibility to meet again in the future."

Ji Meng reluctantly returned to Zhangyuan, while Heng Ming walked while thinking about which races to bring under his command.

"If we want to intensify the conflict, we can't look for those who eat both meat and vegetables. We should look for those who are powerful enough but eat vegetables. Maybe we can completely capture the Tiangu Divine Bull Clan?"

Hengming had captured a few Tiangu sacred bulls before, so he had some understanding of it.

This Tiangu Divine Bull has the cultivation of a True Immortal when it is born. As long as it reaches adulthood, it can become a Celestial Immortal. As long as it has a slightly higher talent, it is not impossible to become a Divine Immortal. According to his calculations, the first Tiangu Divine Bull in the prehistoric world is already a Mysterious Immortal. After catching it, he can not only control this race, but also use it as a mount. Speaking of which, this Tiangu Divine Bull is also peculiar. From the outside, they look no different from ordinary blue bulls, but the most special thing is that every Tiangu Divine Bull will have a spiritual grain seed in its mouth when it is just born, and the seeds contained in each Tiangu Divine Bull are almost different.

However, their numbers are extremely small. After so much time has passed since the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, their numbers have only expanded to a few thousand. However, each of them is very powerful and is one of the hundred innate clans. They once submitted to the Qilin clan, but are now free.

But this is not the point. In addition to wanting to use them to provoke fighting, Hengming values ​​the spiritual grain seeds they mentioned the most.

With a seed of spiritual grain in his mouth and a divine cow in his hand, he could not help but think of Emperor Yan, one of the two emperors, Yan and Huang.

According to some myths and legends, Emperor Yan Shennong had no father or mother. He was transparent and had two horns on his head, shaped like an ox head. He was regarded as an alien by the nearby tribesmen since he was a child. Until one day, a five-colored spirit bird flew over Shennong's head and accidentally dropped the nine-colored ears of corn in its mouth. After Shennong picked it up, he tried to eat one and found that it tasted mellow and could fill his stomach, so he began to sow it extensively. Only then was he respected by his tribesmen and took over the throne of the Human Emperor from Fuxi and was called Emperor Yan.

The reason why Shennong could taste hundreds of herbs without dying, and even compiled the Shennong Herbal Classic, was not only because he was born with a very clear understanding of pharmacology, but also because of his transparent stomach.

According to legend, every time Shennong ate a poisonous weed, his stomach would take on a different appearance: his intestines would rot, his heart and liver would be corroded, or his kidneys would simply swell. Thanks to his transparent body, the officials around him were able to record everything very well. Otherwise, no one would know the toxic effects of these poisonous weeds, only that they would kill people.

Thinking of this myth, Hengming couldn't help but wonder whether the Tiangu Divine Bull had some relationship with Emperor Yan. As the saying goes, he who strikes first is the strongest, and he who strikes last will suffer. It doesn't matter if he fails, so Hengming immediately changed direction and headed towards a plain.

The Tiangu Divine Bulls are a tribe and will not stray too far away from the first Tiangu Divine Bull, so their degree of freedom is not as high as that of a lone individual like Hengming.

In just two days, Hengming arrived at the plain where the Tiangu divine bulls gathered.

There are no mountains within a radius of thousands of miles. The trees are lush and green, the grass is very fertile, the flowers are in full bloom, the spiritual energy is rich, and the veins of the earth converge here like dragons. It is truly a fairyland.

From time to time, you can see one or two blue cows several miles in size running freely on the plain, making mooing sounds. Some of the blue cows are accompanied by calves, showing a loving mother-child relationship.

These are not surprising. The most surprising thing is that there are rice fields scattered everywhere on this plain. When a breeze blows by, the rice waves are like a golden ocean swaying slightly. There are also rice grains of various colors dotted in the golden ocean, and the fragrant aroma drifts in the wind, making people salivate.

Some grains of rice are huge, shining with golden light and very dazzling; some grains of rice are as small as sand, green as jade and extremely warm.

In the very center of these rice fields, there are several acres of particularly conspicuous wheat ears growing. They are only a few feet tall, and appear particularly small, in stark contrast to the nearby rice grains that are hundreds of feet in size.

But these tiny ears of wheat are like kings sitting among these rice grains, and people dare not underestimate them. A faint red light is emitted from these ears of wheat, which makes people feel cold just by looking at them, and it has a sense of horror.

"Is this karma?" Heng Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. Rice and wheat ears are things that fill people's stomachs, so how could they carry karma? Apart from the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus, Heng Ming had never thought of any other spiritual roots or spiritual treasures that could have karma.

(End of this chapter)