Xundaozi formally accepted Liu Ling as his disciple, and reported to Ming Dynasty Emperor Yuanshi that he had passed on the "Nine Transformations Magic Technique" to Liu Ling. After that, he studied the magical techniques and techniques every day, and from time to time gave guidance to Izumoko and Baocanzi who came to seek advice.

Liu Ling was born to practice the "Nine Transformations Magic Technique", but the training also focused on the physical body, so the technique became the "Nine Transformations Magic Technique". Without the need of seeking supervision, Liu Ling practiced extremely hard and seriously.

Let Xundaozi nod secretly.

Decades later, Xundaozi completed his practice of magical powers and techniques. He reported to his master Yuanshi, and told Yunzi. After carrying Canzi and Baihe Boy to serve the master well, he sat on the back of the three-eyed snow lion beast, carrying

Yu Qilin, Liu Ling left Kunlun Mountain and entered the wild land.

Xun Daozi returned to the primitive land after more than ten thousand years, and what he saw was completely different. The human race was spread all over the primitive land, and many of them lived together with the shaman tribe. There were also a few alternative demon tribes living in the human tribe, and there were also many people in the human tribe.

Many clansmen with the blood of the witch clan appeared, and a few clansmen with the blood of the demon clan appeared, which surprised Xun Daozi. Most of these humans with the blood of the lich had strong bodies, although they were not as good as the lich.

The bodies of the two races are much stronger than those of the average human race, and a few of them have shown some special abilities and become people with special functions.

Along the way, Xun Daozi couldn't help but wonder: Could this be a kind of tolerance unique to the human race, and the reason why the human race eventually became the protagonist of the prehistoric world?

While observing and thinking along the way, Xun Daozi did not forget to give Liu Ling some guidance and let him conduct some practical exercises with some powerful monsters, witches, and monsters he encountered. Liu Ling also liked the stick as a weapon.

There is nothing to say. The weapon of the six-eared macaque in "Journey to the West" seems to be an iron rod, which is called a "Xixin Rod". It may be the monkey's nature to like sticks! But the iron rod in Liu Ling's hand is nothing.

The strange thing is that it has some weight. It was made with the help of Yun Zhongzi. It is a weapon and cannot be changed. Xun Daozi himself felt a little embarrassed. This iron rod was not as dark as the one he had used before.

The red one was not very good. Xun Daozi also decided in his mind that when he returned to Xun Dao Mountain, he would use his own wooden stick as the main one and add some collected weapon refining materials to make a better stick for Liu Ling to avoid being laughed at.

With hard work and constant guidance from Xun Daozi, Liu Ling made rapid progress.

Xun Daozi walked casually in the ancient land, but unknowingly he went straight to the west, going farther and farther. On the way, he also collected many spiritual herbs and fairy medicines and some spiritual roots and fairy fruits that he had never seen before; there were also many refining materials.

device materials.

As we go further and further west, there are more and more desolate places, and we feel that the souls of many ancient creatures are drifting and converging in the direction of Xun Daozi. These souls are eroded in the drift and slowly disappear.

Xun Daozi saw the souls of living beings floating forward. Wanting to find out, he also walked in the direction of the souls.

After some chasing and walking, we arrived at the edge of a vast sea. However, although the sea was rolling with waves, there were no water birds flying in the sky, and no fish or shrimp swimming in the water. The churning sea water was also not blue, but bright red.

The color of blood, with the smell of blood. The souls of living creatures everywhere in the ancient land actually floated into this boundless sea of ​​blood. Once the soul entered the sea of ​​blood, the blood wave rolled up and disappeared.

Xun Daozi stood on the edge of the sea of ​​​​blood, motionless for a long time, feeling a little sad in his heart: This is the final destination of all creatures in the wild! They melted away in silence. Life is so wonderful and fragile!

Xun Daozi lamented in that sad autumn that there were three-eyed snow lion beasts and jade unicorns here, but Liu Ling was inexplicably excited by the monstrous blood waves and roared repeatedly.

Xun Daozi stood for a night by the sea of ​​blood, with confusion in his eyes. It was not until the first ray of the sun appeared in the sky that the confusion in Xun Daozi's eyes dissipated. What replaced him was clearness without impurities, and an unshakable feeling.

This night on the edge of the sea of ​​blood made Xun Daozi's state of mind sublime again, his heart towards the Dao became stronger, and his desire to seek the Dao became more solid.

Taking a deep breath, Xun Daozi turned around and walked along the shore of the Blood Sea, followed by the three-eyed snow lion beast, the jade unicorn and Liu Ling who was carrying an iron rod.

Xun Daozi walked lightly, but it seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. In a short time, he had traveled tens of thousands of miles. As he was walking, he saw a woman in a goose-yellow palace dress standing on the edge of the sea of ​​​​blood. He wanted to watch the sea of ​​​​blood churn.

waves of blood.

When he got closer, Xun Daozi saw clearly that the woman was Hou Tu, the ancestral witch. Xun Daozi looked with her eyes and saw that what she was looking at was the place where the souls of ancient creatures were swept up by the waves of blood. Looking back, Hou Tu revealed

His face was full of compassion.

Xun Daozi walked quickly towards Hou Tu, Hou Tu also noticed someone coming, turned his head to Xun Daozi, and silently looked at Xun Daozi who was approaching.

Xun Daozi walked quickly to Hou Tu, bowed his head and said: "Xun Daozi, a disciple of Yuan Shi Tian Zun, has met Hou Tu's ancestral shaman!"

When Hou Tu heard this, he returned the greeting and said, "It turns out it's Gaozu, the saint of the Yuan Dynasty. Hou Tu has met Taoist friend Xun Daozi!" The voice was clear and magnetic, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Only then did Xun Daozi really notice Hou Tu. He was wearing a cloud bun and wearing a goose-yellow palace dress. His appearance was dignified and beautiful, and his breath was warm and warm, making people feel like spring. At this moment, he was looking at Xun Daozi with a smile.

When Xun Daozi saw Hou Tu's compassionate expression, he felt moved in his heart. Maybe this was the day when Hou Tu would turn into reincarnation. He had respect for Hou Tu in his heart. There was such a person in the witch clan who was originally warlike and full of destructive desire.

This ancestral shaman was compassionate and compassionate, which made Xun Daozi very emotional.

Xun Daozi knew that Hou Tu sacrificed his body and transformed into reincarnation to fight for the chance of reincarnation for the living beings in the wild. That was a true compassionate heart. There was no utilitarianism in it. Just like Pangu, he was the most respected. Now Xun Daozi felt that he was about to

Witnessing this moment, there is no sadness in my heart, only respect. Because Xun Dao Zi knows that although Hou Tu sacrifices his life, he will not die like the great god Pangu, but will achieve other achievements due to merit, break away from the shaman body, and become a different kind of saint.

exist.

At this time, I heard Hou Tu ask: "I wonder why you are here?"

When Xun Daozi heard this, he opened his mouth and replied: "I traveled in the ancient wilderness, and saw the souls of many living beings drifting along the way. I followed the drifting souls and saw this sea of ​​blood. I saw the ancestral shaman here again, so I came to say hello!"

When Hou Tu heard Xundaozi mentioning the souls of the prehistoric times, the look of compassion on his face reappeared, and he said softly: "These creatures are really miserable. After death, their souls have nothing to rely on. They drifted to this sea of ​​blood, and many of them turned into ashes on the way.

It's gray, even if it reaches this sea of ​​blood, it will be corroded by the sea of ​​blood and eventually melt away, leaving no traces!"

Xun Daozi also sighed and said: "Yes, the creatures in the ancient world have no place to stay after they die, and eventually disappear between heaven and earth! But is there any place where the souls of the creatures can rest in peace after death and regain their lives?

Where is the chance of survival?" After saying this, he looked lonely. It was indeed unintentional for Xun Daozi to say this, but he did have some compassion in his heart, so he said it casually, but he didn't expect that his words would cause a huge stir in Hou Tu's ears.

Huge waves.

When Hou Tu heard Xun Daozi say, "Is there any place where the souls of living beings can rest in peace after death and regain a chance of life," he thought over and over again in his heart, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. Suddenly

He turned around and saluted Xun Daozi: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for reminding me!"

Xun Daozi was stunned, and quickly gave way, but said: "The ancestral shaman does not need to be polite. Xun Daozi didn't say anything, how can I accept the courtesy?" But he was stunned in his heart: How can I enlighten this matter again?

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Hou Tu bowed to Xun Daozi and then ignored Xun Daozi. He kneaded the formula and chanted, and the ancient and desolate syllables echoed around the world. Hou Tu's face looked sacred.

Hou Tu's singing voice became louder and louder, as if it was reverberating throughout the world.

At this moment, the sea of ​​​​blood violently churned even more violently, and a figure rose into the sky. After breaking out of the sea of ​​​​blood, he stood in the air. He was dressed in a green robe, carrying two swords on his back, and a sharp gaze swept towards Houtu and Xindaozi. Wait.

After seeing it clearly, he took a step from the air to Hou Tu, raised his hand and saluted: "I have seen Hou Tu's ancestral shaman!"

Hou Tu, who was singing, also stopped singing and returned the greeting: "Hou Tu has met Taoist Fellow Styx!"

Xun Daozi also stepped forward and said, "Xun Daozi has seen Ancestor Minghe!"

Ming He raised his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he also raised his hand and returned the greeting: "It turned out to be a disciple of the saint, Ming He has met Taoist friend!" Then he turned back and said to the back earth: "I don't know that the ancestor witch of Hou Tu is in my blood sea.

What’s the approach?”

Houtu said: "All living beings are suffering. I use the sea of ​​blood to survive and find a place for my soul. I hope my Taoist friends will help me!"

Styx said: "My blood sea is the place where my soul lives, so why should the ancestral witch spend more energy!" However, Styx had a vague feeling that if Hou Tu continued to cast spells, there would be a big change in the blood sea, and he couldn't understand it himself.

It's good or bad, so I'll stop it a little bit.

Hou Tu opened his mouth and said: "When the living souls enter the sea, they are all eroded and disappear. How can they return? Now that I understand the destination of the living souls, I will use my body to find a place for the living souls. I hope that my fellow Taoist friends from the Minghe River will not

It has to be stopped!”

When Ming He heard that Hou Tu wanted to use his own body to find a safe place for the living soul, his heart trembled, and he silently walked aside to stand with Xun Daozi.

Seeing that the Styx River was passing by, Hou Tu began to knead and chant again. There was an inexplicable aura filling the air between heaven and earth.

After a long time, Houtu, who was standing on the edge of the Blood Sea, flew into the air, and then a huge figure that could be millions of feet high appeared above the Blood Sea. It had the head of a human and the body of a snake, and was equipped with seven hands. Each hand held a flying snake on its chest.

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Mysterious traces and mysterious tracks appeared in the void, entangled and intertwined beside the huge figure, and inexplicable sounds echoed.

Following a shocking loud noise, a mist of light flashed past, and the huge figure in the sky disappeared. The vast sea of ​​​​blood in front of Xun Daozi also disappeared, and only a vast and desolate land was visible.

Fairy sounds linger in the air, exotic fragrances hit your nose, auspicious energy surges, and glowing light shines. The vast black-yellow energy of merit and virtue rolls in from the void.

Xun Daozi looked at the black and yellow gas of merit and virtue that filled the sky, but it was much more than the black and yellow gas of merit and virtue when Nuwa created humans.

The rolling masses gathered in the sky over the vast land, and a ray separated from it and came towards Xun Daozi. It sank into Xun Daozi's body, but was suddenly sucked away by the purple cyclone in the sea of ​​consciousness, leaving nothing behind.

After a long time, the black and yellow aura in the air disappeared, and a figure appeared in the air. It had a cloud bun on its head and a goose-yellow palace dress. It sat upright with a beautiful face showing a holy attitude. Its eyes were lightly closed, and a rich and mysterious aura lingered around it. It was exactly this.

Then the soil.

After a while, Hou Tu's eyes opened, and he slowly landed in front of Patriarch Minghe and Xun Daozi, and opened his mouth lightly: "Now that the hell of reincarnation has come out, the souls of all living beings have a home. You two fellow Taoists can follow me and take a look.

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ps: On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I will continue to wish you all a happy New Year. I wish you all a happy new year with lots of smiles and lots of money!
Chapter completed!