Dressed as Daji to counterattack and conferred gods

Hou Tu fell in love with a boy, and fell in love at first sight.

The young man is holding a green peak, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and is wearing a red dress that is as bright as the morning sun, flying wantonly.

He said that his name was Tongtian, he was formed by Pangu Yuanshen and Qingqi, and he had two elder brothers who were good at disciplining him.

He always sneaked to Buzhou Mountain to look for her when his elder brother was in retreat, complaining about how his second elder brother was training him, and at the same time bringing all kinds of delicious and fun things to Hou Tu, coaxing her to call him brother.

"It's so miserable to be a younger brother. I'm just a bit late in transforming, so I have to listen to my elder brother and be scolded by him. It's so boring! I want to be an elder brother too."

"We are both in the same lineage of Pangu, I transformed into a form earlier than you, why don't you be my younger sister?"

He looked at her with light in his eyes.The shiny tool is looking forward to.

Hou Tu treats people with gentleness, and is even more docile in front of him, but he instinctively refuses to recognize the brothers and sisters by name.

Pursing his lips, he said, "You don't look as tall as me."

With just this one sentence, she drove him away in anger.They have not come to her for 500 years.

Houtu tried to comfort himself that Tongtian might be restrained by his elder brother in retreat, not angry with her.It takes a long time to retreat from spiritual practice, hasn't it happened before?

But she couldn't help thinking, it didn't take so long before.

Tongtian has a detached temperament, and he must slip out after more than 200 years of practice. The euphemistic name is to relax and exercise his muscles and bones.

She was apprehensive, annoyed that she shouldn't have said that.

After waiting for more than 500 years, he finally came again.

It was still the red dress like fire, with a slender and strong waist stretched out by the belt, and the crane cloak spread like a bird's wings.The star pupils are still bright, but the outline is a bit deeper, and the handsome is extraordinary.

With pride in the corners of his eyes, he lifted his chin slightly, stroked her hair and said,

"Well, I'm taller than you now."

Teenagers become youths.

Broad shoulders, straight back, thin waist, feet a head taller than her.

It is indeed taller and better looking.

She stared at him blankly.

I thought in my heart, spiritual cultivation is really good, I can change my appearance at will, and do everything as I like.Unlike the Witch Clan...

Houtu looked down at the reflection in the water, his eyes dimmed slightly.

In terms of the shape of the innate Taoist body, the witch clan is not good-looking.Dijiang has six legs and four wings, and Hundun has no face.Jumang is as green as green bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face... In comparison, Houtu looks more like a human.

Her main body is a snake tail, with seven hands behind her back and two hands on her chest, which is a hundred feet high.The height of the imitation is that of ordinary people, and it is also the deep fangs, which has the wild characteristics of the witch clan.

In fact, what about calling him brother?

He only regarded her as his younger sister.

He said "Third Brother" and he looked very happy.

So the sun also sprinkled into her heart, dispelling the darkness, leaving only a faint gray shadow in the corner, like a regret that can never be filled.

After recognizing siblings, he came more frequently.

This kind of frequency is always easy to be discovered, so Houtu was able to meet his second brother for the first time.

Yuanshi Tianzun is dressed in white and has a golden crown, like the sacred and flawless frost and snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain, unstained by the mortal world.He looked at her with a hint of disgust in his indifference.

Without saying a word to her, Yuanshi only said to Tongtian, "Daozu's second lecture is about to come, follow me back."

He couldn't hold back his second brother, and turned around to wink at her and mouth--

Wait until I come to you again.

Of course she will wait.

No matter what time, she is willing to wait for him.

But before they left with the method of space, Houtu heard Yuanshi's unfinished words.

"The Wu Clan doesn't cultivate their primordial spirits, they kill recklessly, and they will be robbed sooner or later... Stay away from the Wu Clan..."

She waited for him another 3000 years.

When Tongtian came to look for her again, the Lich War officially kicked off, and she also got a glimpse of the fate of the witch clan.

Since the great catastrophe, the Liches have been fighting fiercely, and countless people from all walks of life have died because of the battle between the Liches.Tongtian was strictly controlled by Laozi and Yuanshi, and he only slipped out twice in a thousand years.

But she was unable to think about him, because she knew that today's Wu clan was the dragon and phoenix of the past.

Yingjie means destruction.

Before Daozu preached for the third time, she asked Tongtian to take her to Zixiao Palace.

She knelt in the main hall of Zixiao Palace, imitating his address, and begged the teacher to point out a way out for the Wu clan.

Daozu said, "The witches don't cultivate the primordial spirit, and you can't practice Taoism. You don't need to call me a teacher."

He also said, "I can't save the Wu Clan, the only one who can save the Wu Clan is you."

She asked how to save herself.

Daozu replied, when the opportunity is ripe, he will naturally know.

After asking her questions, she didn't go back.Instead, he listened to sermons for 3000 years in Zixiao Palace.

At the end of the third sermon, the Taoist ancestor accepted the Sanqing Nuwa on the first row of futons to take Zhunti as his disciple and bestow the majestic purple energy.

Later, Tongtian sent her back to the Wu tribe, and met Chang'e, the wife of Houyi, the great witch of the tribe.

Chang'e sensed her intention and advised her to take the initiative to fight for it.

She smiled and said that if she had the beauty of Chang'e, maybe she would dare.

Chang'e disagreed with her point of view, telling her that love has nothing to do with identity and appearance.

She shook her head and said nothing.

He is already a divine saint.And the Wu Clan could not even escape doom.The gap between them is getting farther and farther.

Even if love has nothing to do with appearance and identity, how could she be willing to drag him down?

It's all because of liking, so I'm timid.

Houtu completely sealed up this unrequited secret love.

Take it easy and only treat him as an older brother.

But even her brother is not something she can have.

Afterwards, her third elder brother became a saint, and it is said that she took in many disciples.

They haven't seen each other for many years, until the heavenly secret led her to the sea of ​​blood, allowing her to glimpse her own destiny——

Incarnation of the Six Realms of Reincarnation, reincarnation of the wraiths who were dragged to death by the Lich.

This is not only her destiny, but also the only way out for the Wu Clan.

On that day, she made a great wish to the prehistoric world, and her voice spread across the world.

"I am the back land. I feel the pain and suffering of all living beings and have no soul to rely on. Now I wish to be reincarnated. All living beings in the world are in the cycle of reincarnation—"

Eleven ancestral witches came to the sea of ​​blood in a hurry, and he also came.

He has been established and sanctified, and his beauty is even better than before.

She took out ten drops of the ancestor witch's blood and gave it to the other eleven ancestor witches, telling them that they could use the blood essence to create another earth ancestor witch.

Then looked at him and said softly,

"Third brother, I have to go."

In a hurry, he took her hand, just like the playful and wanton teenager back then.

"You can't go! Any ancestral witch will do, why is it you!

"This is my mission."

She gently pushed his hand away, smiling calmly and gently.

Hou Tu loves him in this world, and loves all beings in this world.I only hope that there will be no more killings in Honghuang in the future.

He still wanted to stop her, but was stopped by his two elder brothers.

That was the last face-to-face conversation they had.

In the last sentence, she didn't say she liked it either.

It took Houtu 300 years to transform from the body of the ancestor witch into reincarnation.

300 years later, the Lich War ended with both losers. Zuwu Gonggong raged into Buzhou Mountain, causing the Tianzhu to break, the four poles to collapse, and the sky to flood.

Reincarnation is a great merit.

Houtu's primordial spirit, who had just been born from merit, woke up in the netherworld, refused to accept all the merit to reshape the golden body, and used the remaining merit to fill up the evil power of the witch clan.

If she got all the merits and virtues, she could have been the master of the Tao and become a saint comparable to the Taoist ancestor.But between her achievement and preserving the clan, she chose the latter.

That means that Houtu will completely dissipate in the prehistoric world after 49 days.

Forty-nine days is enough for her to lead half of the witches to Netherworld, and initially establish the work system of the underworld.

As soon as the Netherworld was settled, he came to the underworld to look for her.Just happened to meet Patriarch Styx who wanted to take advantage of the tunnel.

He was angry like she had never seen him before.

The sage's eyes were red, and he killed thousands of Asura with a single sword, and seriously injured Styx.put down harsh words,

"The Underworld was transformed by Junior Sister Houtu, whoever dares to move, first ask about the sword in my hand!"

She didn't show up, but she could see clearly.

That's the boy she likes, how wonderful.

Tongtian's warning was not only aimed at Styx, but also for several other sages of heaven.

Because of his insistence, the saints made a promise not to interfere in the underworld until the end of the third heaven and earth catastrophe.

On the 49th, he was persistently staying in the underworld, but she didn't dare to show up to meet him, and she didn't dare to say a word to him.

She was afraid that if she really met and talked to him, she would be reluctant to die.

Pangu's primordial spirit rises and combines with clear qi to form the Sanqing, and the combination of blood sinking and turbid qi forms the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Clear and turbid, heaven and earth.Destined from birth.You can't force it.

Just as there is no sun in the Netherworld, he is her sunrise.But it is doomed not to stay.

On the last day that was about to dissipate, she didn't know what state of mind she was in. She left the underworld and came to Jin'ao Island. Standing on the beach where she could look up to Biyou Palace, she watched the clouds all day long.

From sunrise to sunset, the wind blows and the clouds roll, and the sunset glow is like a fire, and the waves sparkle and reflect the same color as the sky.

It looks very much like that red dress.

On this day, she was waiting for the sunset in Biyou, and he was waiting for her to show up in the underworld.

She waited for the sunset, but he would not wait for her.

Because when the afterglow of the setting sun disappears into the East China Sea, Houtu no longer exists.

Only a drop of tear was left behind, and it turned into a reef that remained unchanged for thousands of years, watching Biyou quietly...

It became the most beautiful sunset on Jinao Island in his mouth.