The eight pavilion masters discussed on the spot for a while and decided on a strategy on how to publicize ‘Emperor’s past events’ as quickly as possible.

Before they had time to report to His Majesty the Human Emperor, they were pushed out of the attic by Shen Nong's Taoist charm, and stared at them outside the door.

"Tsk," Liu Bairen sighed softly with his hands behind his hands, "The new generation is better than the old one."

"Come on," an old woman scolded with a smile, "you are the one among us who has the most trust from His Majesty. Wuwu now shoulders a heavy responsibility. If we listened to what His Majesty said to him, we would be overstepping our bounds."

"Not bad," Feng Yezi glanced at the two figures sitting opposite each other in the attic, and took the initiative to close the wooden door.

He said slowly: "The general trend of the world is already thundering, and no one knows where it will evolve next. Fellow Taoists and poor Taoists shoulder the responsibility of protecting the human realm, and they should go all out."

"good."

"Hey, is it possible that Your Majesty and Wu Huanzi are discussing how to kill the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Is the Emperor stupid? He will always have a backup plan when the situation is not right. A fierce battle will definitely be inevitable."

"If we can put an end to these grievances in our generation, and let future generations enjoy happiness, then you and I will not live in vain."

Several old men chuckled a few times, with longing in their eyes.

Within the barrier opened by Shennong...

"have you eaten?"

Wu Wan asked casually, his eyes a little lost.

"Eat," Shennong replied, stroking his beard, "grilled fish and rice."

"How's your appetite?"

“No food is wasted, all is eaten.”

"That's good," Wu Wang sat cross-legged on the futon, leaning back, with his hands on the bamboo mat, and his eyes were full of smiles, "Maybe next time we meet, I will be praised by Emperor Kuang as the Emperor of Heaven.

It’s in place.”

"He wants to use you to integrate the power of the human realm and the heavenly palace, so that he and Zhulong can consume each other."

Shennong said warmly:

"Simplify things as much as possible, and you will find that the preparation we need to make is actually how to kill the Zhulong and still have enough power to deal with the Emperor."

"There is a chance of winning," Wu Wang said, "Old senior, don't worry too much, I still have a few backups here that are useless."

Shennong looked at Wu Wan, as if he wanted to see through the young man in front of him.

Soon, Shennong smiled and said: "Sometimes I really feel that you are the reincarnation of an ancient god."

"The reincarnation of the ancient god," Wu Wan sighed softly, "I would like to suddenly transform into a divine body that is powerful enough to ignore the threat of the candle dragon. Unfortunately, my back-up plan comes from the future."

"oh?"

Shennong frowned slightly.

Wu Wan just shook his head, with a hint of apology in his eyes.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, and Shen Nong calmly changed the topic: "I want you to come back this time, actually to encourage you, because I am afraid that you will be held hostage by Emperor Kuang and fall into his trap step by step."

"What trap?" Wu Wan raised his hand and pinched his nostrils.

"The two former emperors Suiren and Fuxi were helpless," Shennong said. "They killed Emperor Kuang, the order collapsed, and Zhulong returned."

"Senior, what are you thinking at this time..."

"Kill Emperor Kuang," Shennong whispered, "regardless of whether Zhulong will return or not, I will deal with Emperor Kuang, and you will deal with Zhulong."

Wu Wang glared.

Shennong chuckled and said, "This is very reasonable, isn't it?"

"How can I survive this?"

However, Shennong smiled and said nothing, thinking about those hexagrams in his heart, and said slowly: "Just try your best. If you fight hard once, it is better than waiting to die slowly."

Wu Wang said: "If you lose, you will suffer infamy."

"If we lose," Shennong said, "will anyone be able to scold us?"

"Hiss - it really makes sense," Wu Wan gave a thumbs up, "Senior, you are better."

"Okay, I know you can't stay long."

Shen Nong took out a gourd in his sleeve that was familiar and impressive to Wu Ban. Wu Ban's expression changed at that time.

"Let's forget about drinking. Let's...Senior, I think drinking can easily cause trouble, and riding on clouds can easily lead to falling into a ditch!"

"This is the introduction. I have been letting you drink it before to let you get used to the stamina of this kind of wine so that you won't pour it down after just one glass."

Shen Nong took a porcelain cup and poured half a cup of the light green Taoist wine into it.

Then, with a somewhat slow movement, the old man blew into his fingers, and a ball of orange flame burst out from his fingertips. The flame was sent into the porcelain cup and immediately enveloped the wine.

At this moment, Wu Wan seemed to be in a noisy downtown, hearing people's laughter, joys and sorrows, and feeling the Taoist charm that had lived in his body for a long time.

The Taoist rhyme of fire.

"Drink, and meet the founder of our human domain over wine. You are the third human race to have this opportunity."

Wu Wang hesitated slightly.

It's not that he doesn't trust Senior Shennong, it's just that he's afraid of making a fool of himself after getting drunk.

That's all, after all, I still have to call the old man "father-in-law" and drink it!

Wu Wan took a deep breath, sat upright, picked up the wine glass with both hands, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

The fire had no temperature, but when the wine entered my throat, it felt like a knife cutting it.

A ball of flame exploded in Wu Wan's chest, and his soul was immediately wrapped in the flames. His vision was shaking, as if he couldn't feel where his body was, and he felt dizzy, as if he had broken into a dream.

Shennong's voice sounded, guiding him through the distorted light and into a dark cave.

"Remain true to yourself, have no joy or gain, return to your original self, and get a glimpse of the ancient beauty."

Shennong's voice gradually disappeared. Wu Wan closed his eyes and opened them. His vision was blurry, but his vision was not obstructed and quickly became clear.

He was in a dark cave, lying on a bed covered with a foot-wide leaf. There were traces of moisture around his mouth, indicating that he had been fed water.

There is a bonfire not far to the left, and a rickety figure is sitting beside the bonfire, throwing a piece of dry wood into the fire.

A voice came slowly from near to far, using a tone that Wu Wan could not understand, but Wu Wan understood the meaning of these syllables in his heart.

"woke up?"

Wu Huan was just thinking about whether to respond, when a syllable came out of his mouth, which was "um".

"Come and warm yourself by the fire," the old man beside the campfire whispered, "Everyone is asleep, don't wake them up."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then ‘self’ started to move.

Wu Wan understood clearly that he was experiencing a memory at the moment, from the perspective of the owner of this memory.

The young man soon sat next to the old man, lowering his head and playing with a pair of straw sandals.

"Tomorrow we will reach a safe place. It is a valley where many tribesmen live. Lord Vulcan's anger has never fallen there. We will have food."

"What did I eat?" 'Self' asked.

"venison."

“Where can I find deer?”

"It's dried venison. Several tribesmen exchanged themselves with the eagles. The eagles brought us enough dried venison for the rest of the journey," the old man said without raising his head. "It's in the corner. You can go and take a look."

.”

The boy didn't move, just looked down at the crackling bonfire.

"Where is my sister?" he asked.

The old man said calmly: "She was starving to death. She couldn't hold on until the food came."

The young man silently clenched his fists, looked at the scratches on his arms, and pursed his lips slightly.

The screen shook slightly, and the journey behind this young man was slowly revealed in front of Wu Wan.

This is a tribe with only a few hundred people. They walk along the river in an area that is as humid as possible.

There are some ferocious birds hovering in the sky, and the ground is full of dry cracks. Although they are said to be rivers, in fact, from a distance, there are only hair-like silver ribbons left. When you look up, you can always see volcanoes emitting black smoke.

This is Nanye, the Nanye ruled by the ancient fire god.

Wu Wan sighed in his heart, now he also knew the identity of the young man.

Suiren.

The pictures continued to flow, and Wu Huan seemed to be experiencing the life of the old emperor. Various pictures reminded Wu Huan of the time when he and Yun Zhongjun were dreaming about peering into the sky.

This is so similar to Tianwai.

Living beings are located at the lowest level of heaven and earth. The quality of their living environment depends on the character and temperament of those gods. Therefore, on the same land, the territories of different gods will have completely different situations.

The tragic situation in Nanye is just because the ancient Vulcan was too powerful.
To be continued...