"Thank you, Taoist Master, for saving your life." Hou Yi was in a daze for a moment, then suddenly realized that it was the Taoist in front of him who had saved his life, and he quickly bowed down and thanked him.
"That's all. You have done meritorious deeds in heaven and earth by shooting the nine golden crows that were wreaking havoc in the wilderness. This is why Pindao saved your life." Taiyuan stretched out his hand, and an invisible force lifted Hou Yi up.
Hou Yi was shocked, knowing that the cultivation level of the person in front of him was unfathomable, and it was difficult to predict the depth of his cultivation level at the level of a great witch.
"I wonder who he is? Hou Yi is very grateful."
"Taiyuan, a poor Taoist, Hou Yi, after this battle, you have transcended the stereotypes and are very different from other great wizards. Are you willing to become a disciple of a poor Taoist?" Taiyuan pondered for a moment, then slowly said.
He was not out of good intentions. One of the reasons why he saved Hou Yi was that he had a good impression of the mythical sun-shooting god. Hou Yi shot down nine golden crows. No matter how you say it, he is a man of merit and virtue.
Under this, Hou Yi has undergone transformation. With the magical power of Etai Yuan, he can easily see that in the depths of Hou Yi's sea of consciousness, a layer of black and yellow merit and virtue energy is lingering, giving him countless turbid earth energy that is omnipresent in his body.
Blocked from the outside, the pure energy of the soul was gradually born. With this blessing, Hou Yi would be able to cultivate both the body and the soul in the future. The road suddenly became much wider. Compared with the ordinary Wu clan, it was already an anomaly.
Already.
Such a great witch made even Taiyuan happy and wanted to recruit disciples.
"Taoist Taiyuan!" Hou Yi was shocked in his heart. As a great witch, he was also considered the top master in the ancient world. He was naturally very clear about the major events in the world. Similarly, he was definitely not unfamiliar with the name Taoist Taiyuan.
When Zixiao Palace preached, Taiyuan appeared mysteriously, and was valued by Taoist Hongjun. He was even a generation higher than the Taoist Sanqing, the Second Saint of the West, Nuwa and other saints of heaven and earth. This person is one of the
This is evident from its power. Later, when the demon tribe slaughtered the human race, Taoist Taiyuan took action again and easily severely wounded the two supreme beings of the demon tribe. Hou Yi knew this even more clearly.
Therefore, he understood that the strength of the Taiyuan Taoist in front of him was beyond imagination. He was definitely at the level of a saint. He even secretly guessed that the strength of this Taoist was even higher than that of the saints in the heavens.
At this moment, when he heard that Taiyuan wanted to accept him as his disciple, Hou Yi was shocked and surprised, and felt very complicated.
In just a moment, countless thoughts passed through Hou Yi's mind.
Needless to say, his decision was that he wanted to become a disciple. There was almost no one who could refuse to become a disciple of a saint-level disciple, and Hou Yi was no exception.
"Disciple Hou Yi, pay homage to my mentor." As soon as he thought, Hou Yi bowed his head and bowed down. After three kneels and nine kowtows, he and Taiyuan settled on the title of master and disciple.
"Very good, Hou Yi, please get up. There are not many rules in the Pindao sect. The first is to respect the teacher and respect the Tao. The second is not to kill each other in the same sect. The third is not to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Other than that, you can do whatever you want. No need to
There are too many scruples. But since you have become a disciple of Pindao, you cannot take too much part in the calamity measured by the rice lich."
Taiyuan has been cultivating Taoism for many years, and he has never had a disciple. Accepting Hou Yi this time is a precedent, but he only has the Tao in his heart, and he doesn't care much about other things. Even if he accepts a disciple, he is just letting it go.
There are many, so it won’t take too much thought. But Hou Yi is his first disciple, so naturally he has to make plans for him and tell him some taboos, so as not to accidentally kill this disciple. Then
But he lost his face.
"Lich measures calamity?" Hou Yi's heart trembled. Hearing the word "lich measure calamity" from Taiyuan's mouth, he couldn't help but feel trembling all over, as if these four words contained boundless terror.
"It is the Lich who is measuring the calamity. At the beginning of this prehistoric era, the first calamity is the calamity of ferocious beasts, the second calamity is the calamity of the Tao Demon. This is the third calamity, which is the calamity measured by the Lich. The Witch Clan and the
The demon clan is the protagonist of this calamity, and everything revolves around these two clans. In recent years, the evil spirit of the great calamity has pervaded the world, and I am afraid that the final moment of the calamity is coming."
Taiyuan talked about the calamity in a nonchalant way, which made Hou Yi feel more and more frightened.
The horror of calamity is naturally very clear in the hearts of all sentient beings in the ancient world. It was a great calamity in which hundreds of millions of people were killed and injured, and the color of the world changed. Every time the calamity was measured, no one knew how many living beings perished.
The Dao Demon Tribulation was so terrifying back then. Hou Yi had just been born. Although he had not personally participated in it, he had a lot of understanding of that calamity. First, the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn fought for dominance in the wilderness, resulting in countless casualties. Then the demon Rahu was born.
It was even more earth-shattering. Countless people with great supernatural powers died under the Zhuxian Sword. Even the entire wild west was destroyed in the final battle and became the barren land it is today. The ancestral veins were all shaken and sealed. How terrible this is.
Things?
How could Hou Yi not be horrified when he thought that the protagonists of this calamity were the two tribes of lich and demons?
"Master, what should we do? Is this calamity really unavoidable?" Hou Yi asked eagerly with a sad look on his face.
"This is the general trend of heaven and cannot be changed. The two clans of lich and demon have occupied the world and the world, but they have no intention of benefiting the world. They have been fighting for countless years. The entanglement of cause and effect is so complicated that it is unimaginable. Only a catastrophe can
If it can be solved, it can be avoided by non-supernatural powers, and magical powers cannot match the numbers of heaven. This is the reason." Taiyuan spoke indifferently, his tone containing the charm of the movement of heaven and the ruthlessness of the great road.
What he said is true. For countless thousands of years, the two tribes of lich and demons have had a powerful and powerful destiny, suppressing the world. Among the hundreds of tribes in the prehistoric era, no one can compare with them. Even after the six saints from the heavens appeared later, the same was true.
, how can such a huge power be taken lightly? Even for the sake of balance between heaven and earth, the two clans of lich and demon must decline. Otherwise, the saint, as the spokesperson of heaven, would not be able to preach to the heavens and perform the work of enlightenment.
Come on, how can you endure this situation?
What's more, Taiyuan has insight into the fate of the world. Although the fate of the two clans of lich and monsters is huge and boundless at this time, they have caused countless murders over the years. The cause and effect are entangled with each other. It is time to resolve it. Otherwise,
, even the way of heaven cannot withstand such a huge and complex cause and effect evil spirit.
"Does this disciple just have to watch the witch clan be destroyed?" Hou Yi looked painful. After all, he was from the witch clan, and his deep feelings for the witch clan were self-evident. He had to watch the witch clan helplessly.
The destruction of the clan is really an impossible thing.
"Haha, you don't have to worry too much. Although the decline of lich is inevitable, its destruction is impossible. After all, the witch clan is Pangu Houyi, with long luck, and Houtu reincarnation, controlling the netherworld tunnel.
, will naturally leave a glimmer of hope for the Witch Clan. Even the Monster Clan, although not as good as Pangu Houyi of your Witch Clan, has deep luck, but it is still suppressed by the sage Nuwa, and in the heavens, it is affected by the essence of the sun and the moon.
Those who become elves can be regarded as belonging to the demon clan, but after this calamity, they no longer have the prestige they have today."
After listening to Taiyuan's words, Hou Yi felt sad, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the Wu clan was immortal, there was always hope, and the final moment of despair was not reached.
Taiyuan sighed in his heart. After all, the battle between the lich and the lich was the most brutal battle since the beginning of the world. This battle also laid the foundation for the future situation in the wild.