The endless Xuanming Qi is vast and mighty, like thick sea water, filling every inch of this space.
In this boundless Xuanming Qi, a simple temple stands proudly.
On the stone tablet in front of the temple, the three-character sacred pattern of 'Pingxin Palace' is unusually simple and devoid of any divine light.
Suddenly, a faint and dark spiritual light fell from the sky.
But a moment later, a tall figure shrouded in darkness had already landed on the steps.
After scanning the stone tablet with the inscription 'Pingxin Palace' on the side, his cold eyes looked towards the ancient palace nine feet away, which seemed to be made of bronze.
The voices condensed into a line.
"Panyue, an old friend is here, don't you want to meet him?"
"I have decided to ignore the chaos, so why do you have to worry about it?"
Ping Xin or Hou Tu's voice came from the main hall.
"Really? Even the world left by Father God will be destroyed by Hongjun, and you don't want to care?"
"In life and death, except for the supreme power of Hongmeng, what else can last forever in the vast chaos? Everything is determined."
The man in black robe smiled coldly.
"Hehehehe, I really didn't expect that the Yue Jian clan, the generous and heroic earth emperor in the ancient times, has now become the cautious and cautious tortoise he is today. It is really a waste of time for my father to plan for you and reincarnate as a queen."
"I thought you could lead the Wu clan to rise and become the protagonist of the ancient world. I didn't expect that you were seduced by that old thief Hongjun and sacrificed Pangu's essence and blood to become this bullshit reincarnation. You are really a coward."
"Jiutou, you don't have to provoke me. Moreover, the human race has become the protagonist of the ancient world, and our long-cherished wish has come true."
"Bullshit. What kind of human race are today's prehistoric human races? They are just trash created by Nuwa, that bitch, with the soil and the spiritual water of creation. Only I, the Taichu, the ancient human race, are the real descendants of Pangu.
The clan can only be counted as half."
"You are too persistent. The human race also has the blood of Father God Pangu."
"Haha, if you put a grain of rice in a bowl of water, can it be called porridge? And although the human race is the protagonist now, they are just puppets in the hands of Hongjun, Sanqing, and the Second Sage. They are just cultivating with the luck of the human race.
, how can you have any autonomy?”
Pingxin in the main hall fell silent after a while.
"I have no intention of arguing with you, just go away."
The black-robed Jiutou clan looked gloomy.
"Panyue, have you forgotten Brother Cangli's blood feud? If it weren't for his strong support at the beginning, did you think you could become the Earth Emperor of the ancient human race?"
As soon as these words came out, the anger in the hall instantly fluctuated. Although they quickly calmed down, it was obvious that these words disturbed Hou Tu's state of mind.
The Jiutou clan keenly sensed a change and quickly continued.
"Besides, if he hadn't blocked Luo Hu's God-killing Spear, you would have died long ago."
"Luohu is dead." Houtu said.
"Death, how is it possible? After Hongjun turned against the enemy, he united with Taoist Qiankun, Taoist Xuanyuan, and Lord Juling to fight against Luohu. They could have killed him directly. But because of Hongjun's negligence, he allowed him to escape.
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"Of course, this so-called negligence was also premeditated. After all, when the war first started, Hongjun was a remnant of gods and demons who stood with Luo Hu."
"This is all just your conjecture."
"Speculation? Pan Yue, dozens of yuanhui have disappeared, how can you learn to deceive yourself and others? Ever since Hongjun became a saint, the origin of the ancient land has shrunk step by step. In the ancient lich war, Gonggong broke Mount Buzhou,
You are also a witness."
"Based on your understanding of Gonggong, does he really have the ability to break Mount Buzhou?"
Hou Tu fell silent. She had been with Gong Gong for more than a dozen meetings, and she certainly knew what Gong Gong was. If no one came to help, not to mention breaking Mount Buzhou, even if she could shake Mount Bu Zhou a few times, it would be considered a success.
His ability.
And those who have the ability to let Gonggong break Mount Buzhou are a few saints. If Hongjun wants to be in charge of the way of heaven, he must not be contaminated by such great cause and effect.
So the most likely one is the Two Saints of the West.
Compared with the Three Pure Ones, the law of cause and effect that leads Zhunti to practice is the most important law of cause and effect and reincarnation, and it is also the easiest to be controlled by Hongjun.
"The big cause and effect that caused Gonggong to break Mount Buzhou and destroy the world all fell on the Wu clan, which directly eliminated the possibility of the Wu clan rising in the wilderness."
"Hey, Hongjun is really good at calculating. The Wu clan is destroyed, and the human race, which is seemingly the descendant of Pangu, rises. In fact, it is not his disciples who control the prehistoric world?"
"As long as the immeasurable calamity comes, the Primordial Shatter can completely destroy the Yuanling imprint left by Father God in the Primordial World, and completely control the Primordial World. With this as a basis, up to a hundred Yuanhui can use the Primordial World to ascend to Hongmeng.
territory."
"With a Hongmeng True Realm as a basis, even the Hongmeng Supreme can resist it. Except for the powerful Tianzun who sees the dragon but never sees its tail, he can really live forever and watch the chaos rise and die with a smile."
Having said this, Jiutou's eyes showed endless yearning.
Immortality is what almost every living being longs for most.
"Now is not the time to think about this."
After taking a slight breath and calming down, Jiutou looked towards the main hall.
"Panyue, the Panhuang Hunyuan world opened by my father and mother has begun to move towards the primitive world. At most two Yuanhui can reach the chaotic world in the primitive world. So, next time I won't be the one to advise you.
Think about it carefully."
A wisp of smoke went away in an instant and disappeared without a trace.
Outside Pingxin Hall, calm was restored again.
In the main hall, Hou Tu, who was wearing a yellow robe and long hair shawl, had a complicated expression. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.
"I have tried my best to avoid it, am I still unable to avoid it?"
She has personally experienced three tragic wars in the early days, the ancient times, and the ancient times, and witnessed her most beloved elder brother die before her eyes for the so-called fate of the human race. She is really tired, and does not want to be disturbed by the world anymore, let alone the prehistoric spirit.
Luck, the human race has changed, and they just want to practice the Tao with peace of mind.
This was also the reason why she gave up her identity as an ancestral witch, transformed into the underworld, and later entrusted the witch clan to Chongshan Academy.
As for his father, the Earth Emperor who ruled the human race in ancient times; and his mother, the Human Emperor who ruled the human race in ancient times.
What left in her mind was not the kindness of a father and the filial piety of a son, but the cold iron blood.
Except for her brother Cang Li, she had never felt a moment of warmth among the Taichu human race.
Coupled with the experience of dying for the human race in the ancient times and then being reincarnated into the future, she felt that she had nothing to do with the early human race.
The so-called Yue Jian Clan was nothing more than a puppet pushed to the front by the Emperor Clan and the Human Emperor Clan after they were seriously injured in the battle at the end of the Taichu Period and could no longer act.
Therefore, she has no feelings for her so-called parents in her previous life, and she doesn't want to sacrifice herself again for their illusory cause of the human race.
However, he also knew that with the dominance of the Dihuang family, she would never be allowed to stay out of the matter.
Staring at the boundless mysterious energy around him.
"I didn't expect that I would still be able to avoid the troubles of the world by hiding here."
As of now, there are only two ways.
Either she abandons her status as the Earth Mother, leaves the prehistoric world, goes deep into the chaos, and never comes back.
Or take shelter under the mighty.
The most powerful people in ancient times are the saints.
Hongjun didn't think about it. She didn't have the slightest fondness for this Taoist who betrayed the Chaos Gods and Demons, joined the Pangu descendants, grabbed nearly all the fruits of victory in the ancient war, and tricked the Lich and Lich clans to death.
Although the Sanqings are also descendants of Pangu, they are disciples of Hongjun.
The Second Saint of the West was an important driving force behind the destruction of the Witch Clan.
As for Dao Zun Xuantian, the two sides have almost no interaction, and if they rush to visit him rashly, they may be self-defeating.
"Chongshan Academy!"
Hou Tu's eyes brightened slightly.
Ever since Chongshan Academy accepted the Wu clan, she has been paying attention to this sect that is very different from prehistoric people and Western religions.
The doctrine of "seeking truth from facts, studying things to gain knowledge, and all living beings being equal" is even more unheard of.
She likes the peaceful, prosperous, and pursuit of knowledge and mutual respect environment of Chongshan Academy.
Moreover, Xu Junming got his Pangu essence and blood, and he also owed her karma.
The most important thing is that this man and Nuwa formed a Taoist couple, and the two saints united. Together with the newly opened Hunyuan World, it is said that it is 60% the size of the ancient world.
Enough to resist the Taichu human race.
Thinking of this, Houtu made a decision.
Thanks to the book friend "Chengzhou Scholar" for the 500 starting coin reward, thank you very much.