Prehistoric God Level Choice: Get Suzaku at the start

All the shamans present, including Chen Xuan and Zhu Ji, knelt down together and praised Pangu's deeds.

Chen Xuan admired this great god very much: Nuwa gave him life, while Pangu gave him the prehistoric era on which to live, and the degree of respect was the same.

The shadow of Pangu God lowered his head, stared at Chen Xuan, nodded slightly, then raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction.

Everyone looked in the direction Pangu pointed, which was exactly where the East China Sea was.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have completed the divination and are preparing to end the ceremony - summoning the true form of Pangu God is also a big burden for them. If Chen Xuan had not been a great favor to the Witch Clan, it would probably be difficult to do it.

Arrived.

Seeing that each of the twelve ancestral witches were tired, their faces were pale, and their whole bodies were soaked with sweat, Chen Xuan quickly gave each of them a piece of Huang Zhongli, hoping that they would replenish their strength.

But what he didn't expect was that the Twelve Ancestral Witches only carefully collected the yellow plums and did not eat them.

"Guys, this is my kindness, what are you..."

"Haha, I know you are rich, but we can't." Gonggong scratched his head and laughed, "Who doesn't know that this kind of fruit can save someone's life. I still want to keep it for emergencies.

need."

The other ancestral witches also nodded, and even Hou Tu looked at Chen Xuan as if he were looking at a prodigal child: "You kid, you don't know how to save a little bit at ordinary times, just give it away everywhere. Just in case you don't have it when you want to use it.

what to do?"

Although she was blaming, Chen Xuan also heard the deep concern in her words and couldn't help but be touched.

He took out the Huangzhongli fruit, which weighed several hundred kilograms: "It's okay, just feel free to eat it."

Although the normal Yellow Zhongli will only bear fruit once every 30,000 years, the Yellow Zhongli that Chen Xuan obtained from the system may have undergone some kind of mutation, and it can bear fruit casually, and there are so many at one time.

When Gonggong saw it, he stuffed the Huangzhong plums in his hand into his mouth, and while chewing, he put a few more into his pocket: "I told you earlier, if I had known you had so many, I wouldn't be so polite!"

The other eleven ancestral witches all covered their faces, wanting to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

Chen Xuan didn't take it seriously. Although there had been conflicts with Gonggong before, those were in the past.

Besides, he still appreciates such simple-minded people, so he took out a large handful and gave it to others.

…

Chen Xuan and Zhu Ji went to the East China Sea together, and declined the suggestions of several ancestral witches in the Wu clan to send people to help.

Within a few days, the two of them arrived on the East China Sea.

"Husband, the Great God Pangu only specified the East China Sea, so where should we find it?" Zhu Ji looked around and found nothing, "The East China Sea is so big, where can Bai Yujing hide?"

"The white jade capital in the sky, the five cities and the twelfth floor. Since it says so, it must be in the sky."

"Hey, husband, look there!" Zhu Ji saw a small island, pointed at it and said to him, "There seem to be a lot of monkeys!"

Chen Xuan was stunned, could this be...

No matter, let's go and take a look first.

The two went straight to the island and found that this unnamed island was indeed full of lush vegetation, like a fairyland on earth.

There are tens of thousands of monkeys of all sizes living on the island, and most of them have successfully cultivated themselves, just like human society.