Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

As the Heavenly Way of the Hengyu World takes shape, Empress Houtu is under the greatest pressure.

She waited for a calamity, and waited for the flowers of the other shore to wither countless times, before Fang Yang and Taoist Sacred Heart became saints. After the earth's strength increased greatly, she thought she could relax a little, but before she could relax, the strength of the heaven's side was about to increase again.

"In order to resurrect other brothers and sisters and help Zhou Qing achieve enlightenment, I have exhausted my friendship with the Wusheng Cult. For the sake of the Sacred Heart Disciple and his past friendship, Fang Yang will not argue with the Wu Clan, but there is nothing There will definitely be dissatisfaction among the members of the Shengjiao clan towards our Wu clan.”

"After paying such a heavy price, if the newly emerged Saint of Heaven destroys the important event of resurrecting other brothers and sisters, then our Witch Clan will lose everything and gain nothing."

Although Tundao and Tiandao have cooperated many times, these cooperations have preconditions. Only when it concerns forces outside of prehistoric times can the earth and heaven maintain a cooperative relationship.

Within the prehistoric world, there is still a struggle between heaven and earth. Whether for hatred or profit, this fight will definitely continue.

Empress Houtu dared to conclude that as long as the Heavenly side knew that the Wu clan wanted to resurrect the nine great ancestral witches, they would stop it at all costs.

Just as Empress Houtu was worried about what would happen next, the ghost energy in the hall increased hundreds or thousands of times, and a group of ghosts entered the hall directly.

Between heaven and earth, the only one who could enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation Hall so casually was Emperor Fengdu. For countless years, Emperor Fengdu and Empress Houtu cooperated to govern the underworld, ensuring the normal operation of the six paths of reincarnation.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu!"

Several ghost figures were hovering above the main hall, and they kept crying "Huhuhuhu". After circling for three weeks, Emperor Fengdu finally showed up.

Empress Houtu had obviously adapted to Emperor Fengdu's appearance style. She raised her head to look at Emperor Fengdu and said in surprise: "Aren't fellow Taoists studying the Tao and preparing to prove it with their strength?"

She was actually not very optimistic about Emperor Fengdu's choice. With the background of Emperor Fengdu, his merits and virtues are acceptable, but it is too difficult to prove the way with force.

However, Emperor Fengdu was only her ally, not her disciple, and it was hard for her to ask for advice.

Emperor Fengdu made an astonishing statement: "Fellow Taoist Hou Tu, I am here to ask for your help."

"Help? Although I am an authentic spokesperson, I cannot help fellow Taoists to prove the Tao."

Empress Houtu shook her head and said directly.

If she could help, she would have done so. Proving the Tao with force requires a huge price. Whether it is her or Yang Jiao, the sacrifice is not small.

Emperor Fengdu couldn't produce anything comparable to the true form of the ancestral witch and the Yuan Universe, and he couldn't sacrifice it even if he wanted to.

When Emperor Fengdu heard this, he knew that Empress Houtu had misunderstood. Thinking of what I was going to do next, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

At the beginning, he swore in front of Empress Houtu, Fang Yang, and Taoist Sacred Heart that he would prove the Tao with all his strength, but he could not take back what he said.

"Fellow Taoist, please listen to what I have to say. I am here to ask the queen to allow my body to enter the underworld."

"The body enters the underworld?"

Empress Houtu heard something.

It is true that the saints under the tunnel can ignore the prohibition of the ancestor Hongjun, but Empress Houtu has always supported the prohibition of the ancestor Hongjun.

Emperor Fengdu did not hesitate to violate the prohibition of ancestor Hongjun and insisted on entering the underworld, which must be a very important thing.

"Fellow Taoist wants to attain enlightenment in the underworld?"

"Not bad!"

Emperor Fengdu looked very solemn and bowed to Empress Houtu, "I want to establish a ghost path on July 14th, a thousand years later, and use this merit to achieve the status of an authentic saint."

After hearing what Emperor Fengdu said, Empress Houtu was overjoyed.

No matter what kind of saint he is, as long as he has achieved the Eight Sutras, it will be of great help to the Taoist.

Emperor Fengdu obviously couldn't take the path of enlightenment through strength, and he couldn't see results in a short period of time by following the path of the Holy Heart Dao Lord. Therefore, the path of enlightenment through merit and virtue was the most suitable path for Emperor Fengdu.

Given the current situation in the prehistoric world, if you can become a saint as soon as possible, then become a saint as soon as possible. The sooner you become a saint, the more you can control the say. If you become a saint late, the cake will be divided by others, and you will easily suffer losses if you compete with others for the Chaos Dao Fruit.

"Do you, fellow Taoist, really mean what you say?"

"Of course. On the other side of the heaven, a new holy position is about to appear. If I don't seize the opportunity and become a saint earlier, in the future, there will be no room for people in my earth to speak."

It turns out that Emperor Fengdu was also stimulated by what happened in Hengyu World.

In front of the real saint, he, an alternative enlightened saint, is always short. He cannot continue to be shorter. If he is shorter, he will lose the chance to stand up.

"My fellow Taoist wants to attain enlightenment and become a saint. This is a truly great event for me. How can I not agree to it?"

"Thank you fellow Daoist for helping me!"

Emperor Fengdu suppressed his excitement and thanked Empress Houtu.

"What do you think about the affairs of heaven in Hengyu Great World?"

Emperor Fengdu knew that the moment he decided to become a true saint, he could no longer talk to Empress Houtu as equals.

Empress Houtu wants to speak for the Tao, but he is a saint under the Tao. He could only treat Houtu Empress with respect, without the slightest offense.

"Originally, Yuanshi Tianzun condensed the heavenly ways and could not affect my tunnels, because fellow Taoist Fang Yang had already condensed the tunnels in the Hengyu world. The heavens will strengthen, and the tunnels will also strengthen, and the tunnels in the Hengyu world are stronger than the tunnels. We There will be more authentic enhancements.”

Emperor Fengdu nodded repeatedly after hearing this. Fang Yang had created a great advantage for the tunnel. Fang Yang was transported to the underworld as soon as he was sent away. This kind of handwriting can't help but scare people.

Therefore, Empress Houtu had long forgotten that promise. In the past, it was Fang Yang who owed the Wu Clan, but now it is the Wu Clan who owes Fang Yang.

"This is a good thing, why are you worried?"

Emperor Fengdu asked after seeing Empress Tu's eyebrows filled with worry.

Empress Houtu smiled bitterly: "No matter how powerful the origin of the tunnel is, what's the use? At least six saints need to sit under the tunnel before the tunnel can be perfect. But so far, only the Sacred Heart has returned. The imperfect tunnel is incompatible with the way of heaven. It’s always a little bit worse than that.”

"Is this happening?"

Emperor Fengdu was surprised. He did not expect that the tunnel would be faced with the problem of too many holy places.

"This is natural. But in my underground realm, there are too few people who have the ability to prove the Tao. Bixia Yuanjun and Ancestor Xuanling are capable of proving the Tao, but they only cultivate the human way and cannot become authentic saints."

Having said this, Empress Houtu was also helpless.

On the Heavenly side, there are too few holy places and not enough points. When it came to her place, there were too many holy bits and she couldn't even send them away.