To live in the floods [ floods ]

On the prehistoric land, the grass is green, and countless creatures are playing on the land.

A figure stood on a rock, looking at the distant foot of the mountain where warblers were flying and grasses were growing, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, hares were playing, and several human children were chasing and playing.

"That's great." Houtu said softly, and looked sideways, but there was no one there.

"Is not it?"

Shangqian, who was hiding in the dark, shrugged his shoulders and showed his figure: "It was discovered."

Hou Tu's eyebrows were gentle, and he looked at the lively scene below: "As long as you stand on the earth, the earth will tell me your whereabouts."

Shang Qian couldn't help but look carefully at Houtu, and couldn't help admiring:

She is kind and generous, worthy of being the mother of the earth.

Houtu's appearance is not top-notch, the whole person is very in line with the rough Wu style, and the body is only roughly wrapped with unknown animal skins.

But when you see her eyes, you have to be shocked by the things contained in those eyes. Looking at these eyes, it seems that the whole person is sleeping in the embrace of the earth, which feeds creatures, selfless and benevolent.

Shang Qian thought that it was probably because of the unique connection between Houtu and the earth that she was the only creature in the prehistoric world who could do this.

"You are the Holy Mother of the human race, Shang Qian. I know you. Empress Nuwa created the human race, and you are the one who has been protecting them." Houtu did not mention the identity of Shang Qian, another disciple of Tongtian who is more famous. , instead defined the identity of Shangqian as the protector of the human race.

Now in the prehistoric world, the two clans of lich and demon are the top human races, and they are just one of thousands of ordinary small races. The only famous one is her creator, the Nuwa saint.But Houtu chose to point out the identity of Shang Qian, the protector of the human race.

Hou Tu didn't need money to answer, she just needed a listener: "It's really difficult to protect a race, the witch race is now plagued by karma and evil forces, I advise my brother to resolve the cause and effect before talking about other things, but he insists on going his own way and insisting on seeking hegemony." Flood."

"However, the situation of the Wu Clan is now at a critical point. Ever since Gonggong hit Buzhou Mountain in anger, the karmic power of the Wu Clan has become more and more serious day by day. None of them realized that the Wu Clan has not had a single one for hundreds of years. Children were born, and they only saw one half-witch after another born."

Houtu looked enviously at the children of the human race who were playing around on the hillside: "Why do you have to dominate the prehistoric world? Why can't the two races of liches coexist peacefully?"

Shang Qian sighed lightly: "Fellow Houtu's personality will not make you a hegemon."

Houtu smiled softly: "I'm not interested in these hegemony matters, it's just that they want to let the Wu clan be the overlord of the prehistoric world, so I just follow them to do it. After a few Yuanhui, when the twelve of us were just born, our feelings were true. It's very good... well, it's useless to say these now."

Houtu's eyes were gloomy, she had just had a big fight with other ancestor witches.They all blamed Gonggong for the current predicament of the Wu people. After confirming that Gonggong was dead, they also accused Gonggong of never reflecting on their own problems.Brothers and sisters who were born in the same body, but quarreled like enemies.

"A lost sheep does not make up for it." Shang Qian sneered.

Hou Tu is the only smart person in the Wu Clan, but it is a pity that this smart person will soon cease to belong to the Wu Clan.

"I don't want to participate in the war between Liches." Houtu couldn't help confiding in her heart. Looking at the peaceful and peaceful scene at the foot of the mountain, she couldn't help but wonder how wonderful it would be if the Wu Clan looked like this now.

Afterwards, Houtu and Shangqian didn't say anything, they stood side by side in silence until the sun was about to set, and a dozen people from the human hunting team walked into the tribe with a huge beast on their backs, talking and laughing. The children who were playing were called back by their mothers, and there were bursts of smoke from the distant tribes.

Shang Qian's brows were relaxed, and she couldn't help being immersed in the peaceful atmosphere. While being proud of the harmony and unity of the human race in front of her, she couldn't help worrying whether this beast would be enough to feed everyone.

"This is what I want." Houtu murmured softly, the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger, and the sadness in his whole body was swept away.

She said to herself: "I have to do something for the Witch Clan. The Witch Clan cannot bear such a heavy force of karma. I want to ensure that even if the Witch Clan loses the remaining Witch Clan in the future Lich War, I will be able to Live like a human race."

Houtu suddenly raised his head and said loudly: "Today, Houtu uses his body to transform into reincarnation. All living beings who do not become immortals, gods and demons after death will all enter reincarnation. There are six reincarnations to reward and punish good and evil. Six reincarnations, come out!"

This voice became louder and louder, and finally resounded through the entire prehistoric region under the blessing of the Great Dao. A huge phantom appeared in the sky, writing the word "underworld", and the ghost gate of Huangquan Road... Shang Qian took out the black book of life and death, and transformed it It was a black light that escaped into the underworld and landed on the Hall of Yama.

Houtu's figure became fainter and fainter, and the phantom of the underworld became more and more solid. Finally, Houtu disappeared and the underworld smashed to the ground.

The souls that died in the wilderness involuntarily floated to the earth and disappeared in the underworld. The huge golden cloud of merit and virtue condensed, and in the dark, the golden cloud of merit and virtue and the karma and evil power of the witch clan both canceled out.

Part of the remaining golden cloud of merit falls on Shang Qian, and part falls on the Life and Death Book and the Samsara Pen.

The prehistoric creatures couldn't help but feel grateful in their hearts and bowed down to the place where the earth fell.

The three Qings on Kunlun Mountain, the second sage in the Western Paradise, and the 33-day Waiwa Palace Nuwa bowed down to salute.In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun lowered his head slightly.

Even Emperor Jun Taiyi in the Yaozu Heavenly Court also bowed down.

Houtu is a truly merciful and selfless person, she died voluntarily because of love.She loves her own race, so she uses her life to offset the karma of the witch race; she loves all living beings, so she uses her life to establish a reincarnation where all beings are equal - there is no distinction between races in reincarnation, only good and evil are different.

At the same time, in the Wu Clan's meeting hall, the remaining ten ancestor witches looked at each other, and the leader Di Jiang looked livid.

"Brother, our Twelve Capitals are gods..." Zhu Rong hesitated.

Di Jiang glanced at him coldly, and rubbed the corners of his brows helplessly: "Let's think of a way in the future, now we have to cheer up, if it doesn't work out as I expected, Yaozu will never let go of such a good opportunity, we We must first deal with the attack of the monster clan."

Dijiang couldn't help but feel a bit of complaint in his heart, Houtu chose this critical time of life and death...

The demon clan's heaven outside the Nine Heavens.

Kunpeng was full of excitement, and took the initiative to take a step forward: "Your Majesty, this is God helping me. I think we should quickly send troops to attack the Wu Clan."

"Yeah yeah."

"Me too!"

The demon generals below began to fight for who will be the vanguard.

Di Jun tapped the table with his fingers, pondered for a moment, and then said in a loud voice: "Pass on my demon emperor's order, today... the next morning, the entire first and second defense lines will attack the demon clan together, Fuxi Kunpeng, you two will personally lead the battle!"

"Yes!" The fighting spirit below echoed in unison.

After the court meeting, Fuxi followed Emperor Jun to the apse to discuss specific matters related to the war.

At the end of the discussion, Fuxi did not leave in a hurry, he looked at his best friend with a half-smile and said, "You should know about this in advance."

Di Jun coughed lightly, acquiescing.

"Last month, you issued a notice to prepare for a full-scale war, and you can start a battle at any time." Fuxi raised the corners of his long and narrow eyes, "So... the next morning?"

Di Jun smiled helplessly, leaned back, and leaned back on the chair: "As one of the prehistoric creatures, I admire Houtu a lot. Houtu didn't reject the demon clan because of the hostile relationship between liches. It's for her sake." Please set aside a day for the Wu Clan to prepare."

"But you still decided to take advantage of it." Fu Xi pierced Di Jun's seemingly noble compassion.

"After all, I am not only Emperor Jun, the creature of the wilderness, but I am also Emperor Jun, the lord of the Heavenly Court of the Monster Race and Monster Emperor." Di Jun shrugged, "For the greater benefit of the Monster Race."

After a while, Fuxi suddenly laughed out loud regardless of his appearance, Dijun gave him a disgusted look, Fuxi didn't care, and patted Dijun's shoulder vigorously.

"I, Fuxi, did not choose the wrong friend, nor did I follow the wrong leader!" Afterwards, Fuxi didn't even say hello, and turned around and walked out of the hall cleanly, ready to lead the army into battle.

Di Jun was the only one left in the huge hall.

Sitting on the high seat, the corners of Di Jun's mouth drooped quickly, his heroic spirit was gone, and he said softly to himself: "It's over, I ruined the news that Shang Qian gave me..."

Don't look at the heroic and heroic demeanor towards Fuxi just now, in fact, Di Jun feels very guilty when he thinks that the news that Shang Qian told him in advance did not play the greatest role in his hands.

It's over, it's over.Di Jun anxiously paced back and forth in the hall, this matter was done too badly, how will he explain to Shang Qian when he goes to Kunlun Mountain next time.

For some reason, Di Jun always felt that things could not be done perfectly. He always felt a little bit embarrassed in front of Shang Qian, even though Shang Qian didn't really care what he actually did...

After a stick of incense passed, Di Jun's steps became faster and faster.As the two pillars of incense passed, Di Jun's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.After three sticks of incense passed by, Di Jun smiled happily and clapped his hands.

Yes, he remembered that Chang Yi had exchanged laurel wood with an unknown person after the first sermon in Zixiao Palace.At that time, he was also helpless because Chang Yi kept saying that he was her new friend, but he didn't know the name and foot dojo.

Now that I think about it, the vague fragrance on Shang Qian's body is exactly the fragrance of the laurel tree!The unknown person was Shang Qian, and Shang Qian transplanted the branch of the laurel tree.

Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief. Shang Qian was interested in the laurel tree, so he must also be interested in the hibiscus tree.He can take the merchant's money to Sunstar to give her some hibiscus trees.

In the three years of the Lich War, the Lich Clan was defeated and had to shrink their battle lines.

In three years, ten Golden Crow princes of the monster race were born. Because they were young, they were isolated from the protection of the sun star. In the heavenly court, only Emperor Jun Taiyi and the demon master Kunpeng could enter the sun star to contact the little Golden Crow.

Three years later.

Di Jun waited under the tree, thinking about how to speak later.

"Di Jun, long time no see, I miss you very much." A familiar voice came from a distance.

far away?

Di Jun raised his head, his expression immediately turned helpless.Should it be thanks to his sharp eyesight as a three-legged Golden Crow, he can still see clearly a figure hiding behind many defensive spirit treasures thirty miles away with only one forehead sticking out.

Shang Qian was confident and confident, holding a loudspeaker in his hand and shouting at the top of his voice: "We can't fall twice in one place, the last time we met was so dangerous, I risked my life to come out to see you this time, so let's Stay far away to be safe."

Di Jun: ...

What is long time no see, I miss you very much.He didn't recognize this sentence at all.

Di Jun muttered: "How can I give Fusang wood..."

"My dear and beloved friend Di Jun, I have heard what you said and I can't go back on my word." Shang Qian's voice sounded from the side.

As soon as Di Jun raised his eyes, the female fairy, who was only thirty miles away, had stood beside him at some point. The distance between the two was less than half a meter, and she was smiling enthusiastically at him with two rows of small white teeth.

Shang Qian raised his hand and patted Di Jun on the shoulder: "Oh, what is the relationship between the two of us? Why do you need to prepare hibiscus wood as a gift for me? You are too out of touch."

"By the way, how long are you going to give me?"

"I didn't say that, but you are my best friend. You are like no other. Don't engage in those formalities between us."

While talking, Shang Qian took out a bunch of spirit treasures and handed them to Di Jun familiarly: "Hey, this is a small gift I prepared for you, it's not something expensive, as I said, the relationship between us Friendship cannot be expressed with a little gift. You don’t need to give me too much hibiscus wood, it’s enough to make a nest for my apprentices, and by the way, it’s almost enough to give my master a set of wood carvings. I can make myself another bed."

Di Jun: ...

It seems that he is helpless more times today.