Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the blue sky is like washing.

The day-by-day car slowly flew towards the west, and the six dragons and nine elephants pulling the car had been wiped out. Xuan Chengzi picked a few golden fairy-level beasts and remnants from the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner to take over temporarily.

In the luxurious and spacious Luanjia, Huanglong, Yuyixian and Baihe sat cross-legged in the corner, looking secretly at the figure in the center from time to time.

I saw the Houtu ancestor witch sitting cross-legged opposite Xuan Chengzi, with a cup of Enlightenment tea on the table in front of him. The two were talking happily, which was completely reversed from the tense atmosphere when Xuanming ancestor witch was there before. .

"It's still easy to get along with the Houtu ancestor witch, with elegant manners and gentle temperament..." Huang Long secretly said.

Feather Wing Fairy sneered, and said via voice transmission: "It's good to get along with, but you have to say that you have a gentle temperament... When the lich first fought, this ancestor witch stepped on the mountains and rivers, wore the sun and the moon on his head, and grabbed the Kunpeng demon master with both hands. I pulled the two wings of the roc vigorously, and the blood of the roc poured down...I still shiver when I think of that scene."

"Cough-cough-"

Xuan Chengzi coughed twice, "You three get out, do you really think that others can't hear you whispering?"

Huanglong, Yuyixian and Baihe were startled and terrified, they got out of the Luanjia in desperation, and squeezed into the driver's seat.

"Aren't the Wu people not cultivating their primordial spirits and mana? How can they still hear the sound transmission of our primordial spirits?"

"That's the ancestor witch! Didn't you see the ancestor witch Xuanming tearing up the space just now?"

"hiss--"

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Inside Luanjia, Xuan Chengzi poured a cup of tea and presented it respectfully in front of Houtu Zuwu, "Uncle, don't blame me, my two juniors are old and short-sighted, I will make amends for them if I offend them!"

"It's okay."

Houtu nodded slightly, took the teacup and sipped lightly.

She was also invited to attend the meeting in West Kunlun, and Xuan Chengzi politely invited her to go with her.

The daily car lost the six dragons and nine elephants, and the magic circle engraved on the luan car was not running smoothly, and the speed was very slow.

The remnant souls of ferocious beasts used to replace the six dragons and nine elephants did not match well with the magic circle. It was not until noon that West Kunlun could be seen.

If I had known earlier, I would have let Yu Yixian or Huanglong show up and drive them over.

Xuan Chengzi secretly planned in his heart that when he turned around, he would take the time to go to the Nether Blood Sea to find a few remnants of Da Luo Jinxian level.

I just don't know if I can come back safe and sound after I went to the territory of Patriarch Styx.

With the mighty temperament of that quasi-sage, I am afraid that he will be suppressed by the three saints, so he must be dealt with properly.

After all, Xuan Chengzi dumped a big pot for him last time, causing Donghuang Taiyi to come to the door with the Chaos Clock on his head, and half of the blood sea was evaporated, so that the ancestor Minghe could only hide under the blood sea , It can be said that he lost face.

At this moment, Houtu Ancestral Witch seemed to see through his hesitation, and said with a smile, "If my nephew wants to collect the remnant souls of ferocious beasts, you can go for a walk near Yinshan Mountain."

Xuan Chengzi's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Uncle, for reminding me."

The Yin Mountain straddles eighteen layers of secluded land, boundless and vast, and it is also a place where remnants of ghosts gather.

Although the number is not comparable to the Nether Blood Sea, there must have been a lot of powerful souls gathered over the endless years.

Houtu nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "If you go to Yinshan Mountain, you have to be careful. Although these souls have lost their true spirits, but after countless years, some of the remnants have swallowed each other instinctively, and have reborn their spiritual wisdom. , as if forming a whole new race.”

"ghost?"

Xuan Chengzi murmured subconsciously.

Although he had been to the Nether Blood Sea, at that time, it was the ancestor Styx who directly pulled him through the space with great magic power, and went straight to the blood sea.

When he came back, it was Lao Tzu who took him back to the ground in an instant.

He has never really seen the eighteen layers of secluded earth sandwiched between the sea of ​​blood and the ground. He only knows that after the establishment of reincarnation, it will evolve into the underworld, but he doesn't know what the eighteen layers of secluded earth look like today.

Hearing Xuan Chengzi's words, Hou Tu's eyes flashed with interest.

"Ghost...the name is appropriate for that new race, so let's call them ghosts."

As she said that, she said seriously: "Although these ghosts have been hiding in the eighteen layers of secluded soil and rarely show up in the prehistoric wilderness, my nephew must not underestimate them."

"How do you say this?"

"Because the number of ghost races is almost endless... Since the beginning of the world, after the death of all living beings, except for a small number of souls scattered, the rest of the souls have sunk into the eighteenth layer of secluded earth and the sea of ​​blood.

Even if the chance of being able to regenerate spiritual wisdom is one in ten thousand, that is a very huge number...even much more than all the creatures in the prehistoric world combined! "

Speaking of this, Houtu Ancestral Witch's expression became serious, and said in a deep voice: "Besides, as countless creatures die for various reasons every day in the prehistoric world, their souls will also sink downwards, and some of them will also die." will become ghosts...

If things go on like this, the ghost clan will expand more and more in the wilderness. If they are allowed to continue to expand, one day the ghost race will become a powerful race all over the wilderness... Unfortunately, I can't find a way to effectively restrain their rapid growth. "

Xuan Chengzi's heart moved, and a puzzled look appeared on his face, "Why does Master Uncle want to restrain their growth?"

Houtu sighed softly, "My nephew doesn't know that wherever the ghosts go, there is a lot of evil energy, and they immediately turn into ghosts, and can devour the souls of ordinary creatures... Once the ghosts spread all over the prehistoric, there will be no more ghosts on the land. There is no place for other living beings."

Xuan Chengzi said seriously: "According to my uncle, the ghost clan is indeed a big threat to the prehistoric creatures. I wonder if my uncle has tried to exterminate these ghost clans?"

The Houtu Ancestral Witch shook his head, "They are still prehistoric creatures in essence, and they are the continuation of the life of all dead creatures. If it is not necessary, I don't want to hurt them."

Xuan Chengzi nodded, looked at Hou Tuzu with admiration and said: "Uncle Master is really merciful."

"mercy?"

Houtu Zuwu smiled, and said lightly: "The problem of the ghost clan cannot be completely solved by force. As long as there are people born and dead in the wild, the ghost clan will never disappear."

Xuan Chengzi pondered for a while, "Then if someone can help the souls to be born again after the death of the creatures, wouldn't that prevent them from turning into ghosts?"

Houtu Zuwu was slightly startled, as if a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he stayed on the spot for an instant.

Xuan Chengzi has long been accustomed to this scene, and it is not surprising.

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, without bothering Houtu again.

After a while, Hou Tu woke up and turned around, looked at Xuan Chengzi and said: "The method that my nephew said is very reasonable, but I haven't thought of how to do this, do you have any ideas?"

It didn't work out?

Xuan Chengzi was a little surprised.

Obviously, he has carefully considered the words and pointed at the core. Why didn't this ancestor witch fully understand the Dao?

Is it because I didn't remind you properly?

Or, is this ancestor witch... not smart enough?

Chapter 123 Calling the Taoist Ancestor

West Kunlun

Between the two steep and straight peaks, a blue light curtain appeared.

This gate is extremely huge, and there are many warriors in armor standing in front of the gate, and there are also a few loose immortals with immortal demeanor to welcome guests in front of the gate.

Although Xuan Chengzi's day-by-day car was replaced by a beast pulling the car, they were still recognized by them at a glance.

"Congratulations to Xuan Chengzi Shangxian for coming to West Kunlun!"

The chasing car didn't stop, and went straight through the huge portal, and came to the ethereal floating island fairyland.

The floating islands that were destroyed by the Chaos Clock before have all been repaired and restored to their original beauty.

At a glance, there are fairy islands floating on the white sea of ​​clouds, divine springs flowing on the islands, yao grass and exotic flowers everywhere, fairy air, magnificent scenery, and countless fairies in colorful clothes fluttering around and dancing.

It was the first time for Huanglong, Yuyixian and Baihe to see such a magnificent sight, and they were infatuated for a moment.

Inside Luanjia, Xuan Chengzi pondered for a moment, then finally shook his head.

Of course he has an idea, but he can't say it directly, he has to let the other party understand it.

Only what you realize is truly your own.

All Xuan Chengzi can do is to raise some points on the sidelines.

If he couldn't wake up the Houtu Zuwu, he could only give up for the time being.

Anyway, he was not in a hurry.

Although the more merits and virtues, the better, especially after he fused with a majestic purple energy, merits and virtues are very important to him, but everything is too much.

Moreover, the ancestor witch of Houtu is different from Nuwa and Laozi.

If she proves authentic, the karma involved is too great.

If it wasn't for the fact that the topic of the ghost clan happened to be talked about today because of the daily car, Xuan Chengzi didn't plan to participate in it anymore.

It was because of this opportunity, and with the support of three saints behind him, that he dared to take up this talk and try to guide him.

After finding that the expected effect was not achieved, Xuan Chengzi decided to give up temporarily.

Anyway, since the Houtu ancestor witch has discovered the hidden dangers of the ghost race, it means that she is already moving towards the authentic way, and it will be a matter of time before she proves the authentic saint.

If he speaks out directly, it may affect the other party.

Of course, if he doesn't continue to mix in, it won't have much to do with him if the Houtu Ancestral Witch will become a true saint in the near future.

Seeing Xuan Chengzi shaking his head, Houtu Ancestral Witch sighed slightly, looking a little disappointed.

At that moment just now, she did have a feeling that she was about to see the truth.

But soon this feeling became hazy.

It was as if he had already seen the highest palace in his mind, but in the end he was blocked from the door.

Just one step away!

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33 days out.

The vast chaos, the entanglement of mist.

The air of chaos is the most primitive matter before the creation of the world.

The world was created from chaos!

But beyond the heaven and earth, there is the vast chaos.

The strands of chaotic air also contain the laws of earth, water, fire, wind, time, and space.

It's just random and illogical.

Because of this, one cannot survive in chaos without attaining the fruit of Daluo.

Beyond heaven and earth, time and space are disordered, time changes, and it no longer belongs to the human world!

Here, the light of the future shines, and the past is flowing.

Only the Daluo Jinxian, who gathers three flowers from the past, present, and future, can be free from the influence of chaotic time and space.

There is no direction in chaos.

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" sound in a certain sea of ​​chaos.

The next moment, black chains of order pierced through the chaos, forming a storm and sweeping away...

It is said to be a storm, but it is actually the fragments of laws, the chain of order, the symbols of the avenue, etc. gathered together, and then went crazy and ravaged the sea of ​​​​chaos.

If someone were here, they would be able to see countless huge and terrifying skeletons floating up and down in the sea of ​​chaos with the storm.

The terrifying storm couldn't hurt them at all!

"Ugh--"

A sigh echoed in the chaos.

Immortal light bloomed, and the phantom of a palace quietly emerged.

So the storm ceased, and the bones disappeared.

As a result, the essence of Yuchen turned into mist, and the purple smoke of Qingyun turned into flowers.

The sea of ​​chaos has returned to calm.

A majestic and majestic Taoist palace is ups and downs in the chaos.

On the plaque of the palace, there are three mysterious and obscure fairy scripts - Zixiao Palace.

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at the same time.

Shouyang Mountain.

Lao Tzu, who was preaching and teaching to human beings, stopped preaching, looked at the crowd of human men, women and children under his eyes, turned his head to look at Xuan Du, who was listening fascinatedly, and entered the state of enlightenment, and said: "Disciple, as a teacher, you must Go to Zixiao Palace, and let you speak for the teacher instead."