Chapter 235: Looking for opportunities in the future
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The distant southern part of the ancient continent is filled with lonely moons and emptiness.
After Hou Tu came out of Buzhou Mountain, he went all the way south, hoping to find out what was going on in the Sea of Blood.
Along the way, many mountains, rivers, and spiritual roots were destroyed in the battle between the Lich and Lich clans, and the ancient land became barren. However, there were wild beasts running around everywhere, and occasionally some could be seen escaping.
The peaceful life of the human race in calamity has its own unique charm.
Feeling the pull of the underworld, Hou Tu kept running towards the south. Along the way, he saw evil ghosts wandering around from time to time, guided by the evil force, towards the sea of blood in the underworld.
I don't know how long they walked, but when the throbbing in Hou Tu's heart dissipated, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and a hazy illusion appeared in his eyes.
At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the two armies of lich and lich are fighting fiercely. The two armies are like a torrent of iron and blood, fighting fiercely together, full of blood-red color. The rain of blood corrodes the earth, and countless lichs fall together, and the red color
Blood dyed the world red, and the endless cries of the monks before their death shook the earth. The world was saddened, and all things were crying together.
A magic weapon penetrated the chest of a witch monk. The witch shouted violently and exploded his witch true body, dragging the surrounding monsters down into the abyss and perishing together.
On the vast battlefield. This is just a microcosm, and more brutal battles are still going on.
In the sky, above the endless stars, is the battle between the leaders of the two tribes of lich. A large empty formation, a black hole exuding endless pressure. A demon with bulging muscles and a powerful aura. Holding a giant
The ax was slashing at the void crazily.
The terrifying power of the stars poured down like a waterfall, and soon the demon god was covered in blood, and the giant ax in his hand was buzzing continuously. Suddenly, the chaos clock on Taiyi's head suddenly appeared behind the demon god's head. A huge
The Chaos Clock emitted a brilliant purple light and hit the Demon God's Heavenly Spirit Cap directly.
The demon god roared angrily, swung the giant ax in his hand, and struck the formation hard.
With a loud "Boom!", the formation broke apart, and the demon god's body was divided into twelve, turning into twelve ancestral witches.
The twelve ancestral witches did not give up. Instead, they phantomed the true form of the ancestral witches and fought against Emperor Jun and Taiyi again. For a time, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and the moon were without light.
Suddenly, the mysterious metal in Di Jun's hand struck the body of an ancestral witch, and the shrill howl shook Houtu's heart. She knew that this was the true form of her brother Zhu Rong's ancestral witch, a kind of power originating from the depths of her soul.
Pain spread in his heart.
The sky is shattering and the earth is falling, and heavy rain is pouring all over the sky. The fighting is still going on, and the rain of blood is still falling.
A few tears hung from the corners of Hou Tu's eyes. She wanted to close her eyes to escape this torture. But the shouts of killing still rang in her ears, and the strong smell of blood was still pungent. As she closed her eyes, thoughts naturally emerged in her mind.
A series of terrifying pictures emerged.
After a long time, the illusion gradually disappeared. Styx, dressed in a bright red Taoist robe, appeared in front of Hou Tu.
I saw a shining red mirror floating in front of Styx. This mirror is called Shura Immortal Extinguishing Mirror. It contains forbidden laws, which can break the ban and unblock it. It can also produce illusions. Styx is borrowing this mirror.
In the middle world, deduce the situation of the battle between lich and guide Hou Tu into it.
As a witch clan, Hou Tu was unable to practice the Great Dao, but as the essence and blood of Pangu, he naturally had some understanding of this world. He was vaguely aware of the ending of the lich shown by the Styx River, and thought of the witch now.
The clan and the demon clan are so powerful, but in the future, they will all fall, which will inevitably make them feel desolate.
Houtu looked at the Taoist in front of him, bowed and said: "Houtu of the Wu clan, I have seen the Netherworld Saint, and the Saint lives forever!"
Ming He, who knew Li Qingming's temperament well, did not dare to accept Hou Tu's gift. If Hou Tu became Li Qingming's Taoist companion in the future, and Li Qingming came to redeem him again, then he would not lose more than he gained.
Ming He flashed Hou Tu's salute and said: "Fellow Hou Tu, there is no need to be polite! I wonder what you think of the scene just now?"
Hou Tu shook his head in confusion, with tears running down his beautiful face. He leaned over and saluted again: "May I ask the Nether Saint, if there is a solution to this situation?"
Ming He had no choice but to lift Hou Tu up with one hand, and said: "The way of heaven is moving, and the calamity has arrived, and it has its own destiny. Although the demon clan has made a meager contribution to the past, they do not cultivate virtue and try to kill the protagonist of the next calamity.
, this is the reason. The Witch Clan was originally born from the Great God Pangu, and they competed with the Clan for the fate of heaven and earth for several years, causing the destruction of all life in the ancient world. This is the result. When the two are combined, the Lich and the Demon Clan will inevitably fall. Even if you, the Witch Clan, want to
If we want to stop, the demon clan will not agree, and neither will the saints. This is a difficult situation, a dead end!"
When Hou Tu heard this, he felt very sad in his heart: "Heaven will not let go of our witch clan? Our witch clan has the merit of Pangu's creation of heaven. Isn't it enough to protect the whole clan?"
Hearing the words, Ming He thought for a long time and said: "The merits of the great god Pangu opening the sky will naturally protect your Wu clan from extinction. However, there is a glimmer of life under the great road. If the Wu clan doesn't fight for it, even if it opens the sky,
So what can merit do?”
Hou Tu was speechless, lowered his head and thought for a long time. He thought of the desolate scene he saw along the way. Although he had some insights in his heart, he still felt that there was a layer of fog that had not been cleared away.
When Minghe saw this, he didn't rush him, but a bright light flashed in his eyes. He pointed at Houtu's back and said, "Fellow Taoist Houtu, who do you think that is?"
After hearing the words, Hou Tu turned his head and saw a man floating from the sky. This man was wearing a green Taoist robe, with handsome and elegant features. The mount under his crotch was a flying bear with a pair of small wings flashing. He was fat and naive.
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"Brother Qingming!" Hou Tu shouted happily.
Li Qingming smiled slightly and patted Xiong Da's huge head. Xiong Da took notice. He suddenly accelerated and reached Hou Tu's side in the blink of an eye.
Li Qingming casually set up a barrier, nodded and said: "Styx, Miss Houtu!"
Styx chuckled lightly, bowed and said, "Little brother Styx. I told you about my elder brother!"
Li Qingming smiled and shook his head, saying: "You are still so polite!"
Hou Tu lightly covered his red lips and looked at this strange scene in surprise. He never expected that the dignified leader of Shura, the Nether Saint, would actually salute Li Qingming and call him brother. This is too incredible.
Li Qingming ignored Minghe and said to Houtu: "Sister Houtu, if you want to solve the crux of the Witch Clan, you still need to go to the Netherworld Sea of Blood!"
Hou Tu was stunned for a moment, the throbbing in his heart rose again, and without caring about anything else, he spread out his body and headed straight for the sea of blood.
Looking at Houtu's back, Styx said softly: "Brother, is this okay?"
Li Qingming said: "This is the choice of the great road, and it is also the mission left by the great god Pangu. Hou Tu must complete it!"
"But..." Styx hesitated for a moment and stopped talking.
"I understand your concerns, don't worry! I won't let Hou Tu fall easily!" Li Qingming's eyes flashed, and there was unspeakable warmth on his face.
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Hou Tu walked fast all the way, and when he reached the Nether Sea of Blood, he saw countless evil spirits floating in the sky above the sea of blood. The spirits roared silently, biting and devouring each other, and the evil ghosts
They struggled hard, but finally could not find a way out. From this body, waves of black light visible to the naked eye swayed, running straight towards the sky along the blood waves.
Li Qingming stood beside Hou Tu and said warmly: "Sister, have you ever thought of anything?"
Hou Tu looked miserable and cried: "The souls of hundreds of millions of creatures in the prehistoric times have gathered here, even the human race has tens of billions. These souls have been wandering on the sea of blood all day long, stupidly talking to each other.
Devour. How can we find suitable homes for them?"
Li Qingming looked a little indifferent. He said calmly: "Do you know that the Great God Pangu transformed the world into the world? Although the prehistoric world was formed, it has not evolved completely. Only a place for soul transformation and rebirth is missing! The Wu Clan is the essence and blood of the Great God Pangu.
He was transformed and born according to the destiny of heaven and earth. As an orthodox descendant of the Great God Pangu, he has the responsibility to perfect the heaven and earth in order to build a place where the soul can be reborn!"
Hou Tu felt his whole body, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Brother Qingming, why is this soul reborn?"
Li Qingming's eyes turned cold and his tongue bloomed: "Six Paths of Reincarnation!"
When Hou Tu heard this, his heart was like a wave of waves, and endless thoughts of heaven and earth crashed into his heart.
After about an hour, Hou Tu woke up from his trance. Although his expression was still sad, it showed determination.
"Brother Qingming, Hou Tu has understood the cause and effect of the Wu Clan. From now on, he can no longer wait for the Wu Clan. Please also ask Brother Qingming to protect the blood of the Wu Clan and prevent the blood of the Wu Clan from being cut off!" Hou Tu looked desolate, and his crystal tears seemed to have broken.
The beads of thread are dripping down.
Li Qingming's expression moved slightly, he looked at Hou Tu and said, "Sister, have you really thought about it?"
Hou Tu looked at Li Qingming and said quietly: "It seems that brother Qingming has already known about it, why didn't he tell my little sister?"
Li Qingming fell silent for a moment.
Hou Tu sighed and said: "Brother, even if you don't say it, I understand! But our Wu Clan needs this opportunity, this glimmer of hope. If I can use my little sister's body alone, the Wu Clan's luck will continue. Even if
It doesn’t matter if it turns into fly ash!”
"Since my sister has made a decision, my brother will give my full support." After Li Qingming finished speaking, he took out a jade bottle from the storage space and said sternly: "Sister, here is an incarnation of the soul at the sub-sage level.
It was accidentally obtained by my brother several Yuanhui years ago. Although the Wu Clan does not cultivate Yuan Shen, the Wu Clan's physical body is strong, so it should be easy to smelt this incarnation. After you integrate into your own body, you will naturally understand the way here!"
Hou Tu took the jade bottle from Li Qingming's hand with some surprise, feeling happy in his heart: "He still cares about me, she still cares about me!"
Looking at Hou Tu who was in joy, Li Qingming suddenly felt that he was a little sentimental and chanted in a low voice: "At the gate of hell, there are two pairs of people; beside the broken bridge, there is Meng Po soup; there are flowers on the other side, three living stones; but no, no, no, there is no fate in this life."
Coming to cross; reincarnation of life and death, how to cross the past..."