He had heard of this dream technique before. It was said to be a kind of prediction technique based on the laws of heaven's movement. It was unpredictable.
Legend has it that there are only two great masters in the world who have dabbled in the art of dreaming. One of them is Emperor Fuxi, and the other is the ancestor Hongjun from the Hunyuan era!
It is said that the Tianji Guapan is a Tiandao-level treasure that was refined by ancestor Hongjun through the art of Dream Dao.
These legends alone are enough to prove the brilliance of the dream method.
"The art of Dream Dao has many heaven-defying abilities, such as returning to nature, reversing the time and space of reincarnation, etc. Fuxi used this technique to refine Pangu's remnant body, and really restored a trace of vitality and divine power to the originally lifeless body of Pangu."
"Among them, the life born from Pangu's heart is Ben Daojun. In the final analysis, Bendao Jun is the real descendant of Pangu!"
Lu Ya said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, Shen Lang was greatly shocked.
But Hou Yi still didn't want to believe Lu Ya, and said tit for tat: "I may have made a mistake below, but it is difficult to tell the truth of your words."
"Your Excellency is just a life refined by Fuxi, not a life born from the remains of Pangu. If you really want to recognize your ancestor and return to the clan, you should also recognize Fuxi, but you are not qualified to claim to be a descendant of Pangu!"
Lu Ya angrily rebuked: "How stupid! Do you, a witch soul, really think that the twelve ancestral witches back then were the lives that evolved from Pangu's remains?"
Hou Yi looked uncertain and said, "What do you mean?"
"The birth of life from the body after death is something that goes against the laws of heaven. Even a true god cannot be reborn on his own after death. Most of the so-called twelve ancestral witches are like this Daojun, who were artificially
Made' life!"
Lu Ya sneered.
Hou Yi responded unhurriedly: "I, a little shaman soul, have to admit that your methods are amazing and your strength is not bad, but with this ability alone, you are far from being able to compare with my ancestor 'Golden God's Prosperity'
."
Lu Ya seemed to be hurt by what he said, and said coldly: "Ignorant Shaman Soul, the combat power of this Dao Lord in his heyday is not something that the Twelve Ancestral Shamans can match! The reason why I am reduced to this is all because of the battle in the realm.
It paid a huge price!”
"Had I not been seriously injured in the battle in the realm, I would have inherited Fuxi's throne and become the emperor! Why stay in this damn witch tomb and spend the days like years!"
Listening to Lu Ya's angry voice, Shen Lang couldn't help but ask: "Junior is very curious, what exactly caused the last battle in the realm? What happened that caused the three emperors to disappear collectively?"
Lu Ya snorted coldly: "Don't ask me about these nonsense. I have been practicing in Kunxu retreat and don't care about the outside world."
"Then why does Senior Lu Ya stay in the Tomb of the Witch of Fire and cannot come out of seclusion?"
Shen Lang asked.
Lu Ya said coldly: "It's not all the traps that Mr. Fuxi dug for me! Before the Realm War, Fuxi suddenly sent a message asking me to protect Kunxu as much as possible. Because of this, I will
Let’s fight the second prince of the Demon Realm with all our strength!”
"The fellow in the Demon Realm was hit by my immortal-killing flying knife and was bound to die. Who knew that before he died, he actually used a very strange magic technique and injured me. Since I suffered a serious injury, I have been dormant in the Witch of Fire.
In the tomb, rest and heal here.”
"Until now, the demonic fire in my body has not subsided. I must rely on the remaining divine power in Pangu's heart to resist the demonic fire!"
"Now the entire immortal world is bound by the power of the God List. Once I leave the witch tomb, my strength will be greatly suppressed, and I will be unable to resist the demonic fire in my body."
"For these reasons, I have to stay in the witch tomb and cannot get out."
Lu Ya's expression was quite helpless.
"I see."
Shen Lang took a deep breath, cupped his fists and said, "It seems that Senior Lu Ya has indeed paid a heavy price. I have been rude to you many times before, and I hope you can forgive me."
After bowing respectfully, Shen Lang did not forget to tell Hou Yi about the scenes he had seen when he entered the Tomb of the Witch of Fire.
When Hou Yi learned that Lu Ya had paid a huge price to repel the powerful enemy in the Demon Realm, he immediately felt admiration. He changed his expression and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, but please forgive me for being so quick to talk!"
"Haha, seeing as your shaman soul is quite related to the True God Pangu, I will spare you this one time!"