[Honghuang] Qinglian's small book

Forming an alliance with Sanqing is a very feasible plan, because it is almost impossible for Luo Hu to let Sanqing go, and the sword of Zhuxian is still in Tongtian's hands.

Luo Hu only had the Heavenly Demon Miaowu Banner and the Heavenly Demon Buddha in his hands.The Heavenly Demon Buddha has become a tool for smashing people, and its magical effect has been reduced by more than half. After all, it is only an acquired spirit treasure.

The black flower was used by Rahu to suppress Mo Luo. In fact, even if it is not used to suppress Mo Luo, it is hard to say how useful a withered lotus flower can be.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Xuanwei said that Luo Hu would not come to trouble Sanqing, would Sanqing believe it?

Don't be ridiculous, believing in the integrity of an old devil is no different from believing that he is a great saint.

Xuanwei and Sanqing made a plan to kill Luo Hu to avoid future troubles.

But it doesn't work now, Luo Hu at least now has a common goal with them, to send the lich to the grave.This kind of thing is bloody, and no one wants to let his mood be stained with blood unless necessary.

It is better for Luo Hu to bear the sins of all kinds of evil.

The only thing to worry about is not giving Luo Hu too much time to recover.

To be honest, it's unreliable to pin your hopes on San Qing, but Xuan Wei is plotting against his senior brother on Longevity Mountain, so he can't let him know too much.

At least Zhen Yuanzi knew that the black flower had once fallen into Xuanwei's hands, and if he thought about it more, it would be easy to reveal his flaws.

The two clans of the Liches had only sporadic fights, but a small spark was enough for a full oil barrel.

Luo Hu took over the body of a witch tribe and became the little leader of a tribe of witch tribes. Then he went out to hunt and accidentally wiped out a tribe of monster tribes.

After that, it was a brawl.

Battles between liches require little reason.The monster clan is also in charge of the heaven, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and all kinds of weather are controlled by the monster clan.But the foundation of the monster clan is on the earth. Without the continuous stream of creatures on the earth becoming monsters, how can there be a prosperous heavenly prestige.

The Wu Clan's control of the earth basically choked the Yao Clan's throat, and the Yao Clan's control of the sky also greatly threatened the survival of the Wu Clan. No one would hope that meteorites or lightning would fall from the sky one day.

The winner completely controls the world, and the loser begs for mercy. This is one of the most primitive laws of the world.The only thing that makes them afraid is that group of self-righteous great supernatural beings.

Kunpeng and Dijun comprehended Hetu Luoshu and Zhoutian Xingchen, and achieved a unique formation, Zhoutian Xingchen Great Array.Covering the void of the universe, including everything in the world, the most ruthless and eternal starlight is the deadliest murderous intent.

Zhou Tian Xingchen formed a large formation, and Di Jun needed people to try the formation, so he also launched a test on the great supernatural powers along the way.

Unsurprisingly, the object Dijun chose was Hutian Island in the East China Sea. Kunpeng and Xihe strongly opposed it, but they could not stop Dijun from going his own way.Zhou Tian's star array was erected over the East China Sea, and the starlight that existed at the beginning of the creation of the world landed on Hutian Island with evil spirits.Di Jun learned the lesson from the last time, and restricted the Zhoutian Xingchen array to the vicinity of Hutian Island, so as not to hurt innocent people.

Xuan Wei stood at the top of the Feixian Pavilion, and Lu Ya stood beside him with a worried face. Now Lu Ya has also touched the threshold of the Hunyuan Realm, and he only missed the door.

Lu Ya said: "Fellow Daoist, can you really resist?"

Xuan Wei nodded, and said: "The Zhoutian Xingchen formation is no small matter, and I dare not go out to fight against them, but they cannot spend too long here."

Lu Ya understood that Dijun and Taiyi were not in the Heavenly Court, and he took the elites to the East China Sea to set up the Zhoutian Star Array.

Zhou Tian star bombarded indiscriminately, and starlight meteorites kept hitting Hutian Island's formation, and the entire Hutian Island was shaking, as if the sky and the earth had turned upside down, causing people to panic.

The Feixian mirror shines brightly on the top of Feixian Pavilion, guarding Hutian Island.Xuan Wei didn't say a word, just focused on looking at the Zhou Tian Xing Chen formation, hoping to see something.

Di Jun shouted outside Hutian Island, but Xuan Wei pretended not to hear it.No matter how harsh he made people scold, Xuan Wei endured it.

Can't bear it, the situation is stronger than people, if he can't bear it, he goes out and fights with them rashly, once he falls into the Zhou Tianxing formation, he himself will be in danger.

But Xuanwei didn't just let it go, he silently recorded what Dijun and Taiyi had done, and said: "Your oath is shit, and one day, you will eat it back intact , taste the evil fruit."

After Emperor Jun bathed in the sun, Taiyi personally came to Xuanwei and promised not to fight against him again, otherwise he would die under the sun.

Xuan Wei silently took out the sun gold needle, polished the gold needle into an arrow, and silently collected it.

Di Jun was full of spirits, venting his depression for many years.He has always been suppressed by Xuanwei, but now, Xuanwei is so suppressed that he dare not even come out.If he persisted for a while, he would be able to break through Hutian Island directly and destroy this great enemy in his life.

But not long after, the little demon under his command reported that the ancestral witch attacked the heavenly court and asked the heavenly emperor to return to help immediately.

Only then did Dijun restrain his desire to destroy Hutian Island. Although Hutian Island is important, in Dijun's heart he chose not to be as important as Tianting.

"It's cheap for you," Di Jun glanced at Hutian Island in disgust, and the army retreated from Hutian Island in an orderly manner.

Lu Ya finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and saw Xuan Wei's expressionless face, panicked.

For so many years, Xuan Wei has always looked like a teenager, but as his skills have become more and more profound, his mood has become more mature, and his appearance has become bigger and bigger.

Now, he has left the youth, and has become a young man in his twenties, and his edges and bearing are gradually full.

Lu Ya slowly bowed and retired, always feeling a lot of pressure to stay by Xuan Wei's side, after the island owner lost the nourishment of love, his authority was terribly serious.

Lu Ya didn't know the knot between Xuanwei and Zhen Yuanzi, but since they hadn't been in touch for so long, he guessed a thing or two.

In fact, it has always been Xuanwei who has a knot in his heart.Xuanwei deduced Qinglian's dream into the method of proving the Tao in the dream when Hongjun preached for the first time, and used it to get a glimpse of the secret.

But the result was unsatisfactory. He continued to calculate along the existing trajectory, and evolved the Pangu world in his dream, but finally found that neither he nor Zhen Yuanzi had a good ending.

If you are not a saint, you are just an ant after all.

How could it be possible to compete with a saint in the Hunyuan realm?

Zhen Yuanzi asked him more than once what he dreamed about, but he never said a word.What else could one dream of?It's nothing more than blood and heaven.Xuanwei couldn't bear to watch Zhen Yuanzi leave him, for this, he had to plot everywhere and completely change the future he saw in his dream.

Hongyun is one step, Hongmeng Ziqi is one step, and Zhen Yuanzi's misunderstanding is also one step.

Xuan Wei's heart was surging, and she was suppressed bit by bit by herself.

"Senior brother will be fine, and I will be fine."

In the distance, a boundless evil spirit surged up in the heavenly court, and a huge figure collided with Zhou Tianxing's formation.

"Pangu!" Xuanwei narrowed his eyes, even though he had never seen Pangu, he knew who it was.The witch clan and Pangu have the same blood and origin, and they are descendants of Pangu. It is not impossible to manifest Pangu's real body based on himself.

Xuan Wei's gaze turned to Kunlun Mountain, and he thought, "Sanqing may be in trouble."

They were transformed by Pan Gu's primordial spirit. If they merged with Pan Gu's real body, they would very likely reappear.At this moment, the strength of the Wu clan is enough to crush Sanqing.

Liches fought in the Heavenly Court, overturning countless treasure halls and spiritual palaces. The Zhoutian Xingchen formation and the Dutian Shensha formation that could manifest Pangu's real body collided with each other, causing countless visions.

A cataclysmic catastrophe like the destruction of the world, thunder and fire fell from the sky, the sky and the earth shook, and the casualties were countless.

After all, the Heavenly Court is not the home of the Wu Clan, and the Wu Clan fought and retreated, leaving the Heavenly Court after leaving a lot of bones.

For countless years after the Great War, the world was miserable, no one restrained the souls of the dead, and the souls of dead liches were howling in the world.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at each other, and went out of Mount Sumeru together, went to Kunlun Mountain to meet Sanqing, explained his thoughts clearly to Sanqing, discussed for a long time, then led out of Kunlun Mountain, and recited the Sutra Wen, resolve resentment.

Seeing the western aura moving eastward, Xuan Wei couldn't help laughing.

There are too many dead souls in the world, and it is so gloomy that even the daytime looks gloomy.

Those with great supernatural powers could hear the crying and howling clearly, but they ignored it.

But there are also people who care about it, for example, there is always a kind heart in the bottom of my heart.Hou Tu upholds the virtues of Tu and always feels that he should do something.

The souls of the dead in the world are all victims of the Lich War, and Houtu herself has a share of sins. She felt uneasy and became depressed.

One day, Houtu traveled and walked in the tribe.

The ancestral witch is very majestic, so not all the shamans have seen the ancestral witch. In this small place under the Houtu tribe, no one knows the ancestral witch.

Houtu was tired from walking, so he found a place to rest.Beside her is an old woman who handles animal skins.

Seeing that the day after tomorrow was depressed, the old woman couldn't help asking one more question.

Houtu said: "I can always hear the cries of souls who died in vain. I want to help them, but I don't know what to do."

While sewing the animal skins, the old woman said, "Girl is kind, but this kind of thing is hard to explain. After all, the Great Desolate Continent is a place where living people live. These souls are dead and have nowhere to go. Naturally, they can only Wandering in the world."

"Nowhere to go?" Houtu muttered to himself.

The old woman said: "Isn't it? In fact, the old lady has never understood that we and the monster race are born from heaven and earth, and after we die, our souls wander around the world. Where did our souls come from, and where do our souls go after death? Will there be a day when the ground will become a ghost land, and no new souls will be born?"

Houtian's eyes were confused for a while, and he muttered to himself: "Where did you come from...where do you go...Human Domain...new life?"

The old woman smiled, and said, "Girl, don't be too horny. The old woman is talking nonsense, but don't take it seriously."

Houtu could no longer hear her words, she was muttering as she walked, and gradually an idea slowly formed in her heart, as she walked, she suddenly came to the Underworld of Pangu.

The nether world of blood is the place where the turbid air belongs, and it is compatible with the nature of dead souls, so it attracts many dead souls to wander in the sea of ​​blood.

When Hou Tu came here, he suddenly realized, and suddenly burst into tears. She has such a big mission, she wants to benefit all living beings, but she has to abandon her eleven brothers and sisters.

Thinking about it this way is undoubtedly a very sad thing.But soon, a voice spread throughout the prehistoric world, "The way of heaven is above, and I, the descendant of the witch clan, would like to use this body as a support to turn it into reincarnation and open up a world of underworld, so that the souls of the dead can rely on each other, and life and death can depend on each other."

Endless spiritual light shot up from the netherworld, and the back soil turned into a cloudy soil, occupying half of the nether world's sea of ​​blood.

In the Wu tribe, the old lady who was making leather clothes smiled slightly and turned into a white lotus soaring into the sky.

In the depths of the sea of ​​blood, Taoist Qinghua stopped Patriarch Minghe, saying: "Fellow Daoists, there is no need to panic. This will benefit all fellow Daoists and will not do any harm." Only then did he stop Minghe, who was desperately trying to do his best.

The Yin soil stood, and in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's figure disappeared and appeared in the Yin soil.

"It's good that Houtu Pingxin Empress." The ancestor said, pointing his hand on the ground, a treasure hall was formed, and the spirit of Houtu appeared in the hall.

Hongjun gave a salute to Houtu, and said: "Fellow Daoist opened up the reincarnation of the Yin soil, but he is also restricted by it. Now the poor Taoist allows you to be a saint in the Yin world. As long as you don't leave the Yin soil, you will have the rank of a saint."

Empress Pingxin said: "Good."

Hongjun said: "Fellow daoists sit in reincarnation, you don't need to take care of all ordinary things, unless you threaten Yinshi itself, just let others fight for it."

Empress Pingxin was startled, she had a little understanding in her heart, she didn't say another word, she retreated to the treasure hall, and closed the door to practice.

Taoist Qinghua flew out of the sea of ​​blood and called out to his uncle.

Hongjun nodded and left Netherland.

Daoist Qinghua was overjoyed, knowing that Hongjun had acquiesced to his actions.