Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 125 The Promise of Miscalculation (Subscribe)
In Honghuang, it is very common to form a Taoist couple.

There are no cumbersome rituals and no complicated etiquette.

Basically, it's just what you want.

The most is to invite three or five friends to celebrate.

As innate gods, Haotian and Yaochi were no exception, and because they were worried that Donghuang Taiyi would cause trouble, they only invited Zhen Yuanzi, Donghua Patriarch and other quasi-sages.

But their worries did not happen. Not only did Donghuang Taiyi not come, even Fuxi and Qinyuan Demon Sage did not come to the meeting. They just sent people to send congratulatory gifts. .

This result naturally made Haotian and Yaochi heave a sigh of relief.

Obviously, Yaoting intends to end this karma, at least not to continue entanglement.

Huanglong, Yuyixian and Baihe were also satisfied to have a taste of the legendary oversized purple-patterned flat peach.

But Xuan Chengzi felt uncomfortable.

From the beginning to the end, he felt that there was an invisible air mechanism locked on him, making him as cold and biting as if he was in a world of ice and snow.

This person is naturally the Xuanming Ancestral Witch.

At that time, when she tore apart the space, she didn't return to Buzhou Mountain, but went directly to West Kunlun.

Although the ancestral witch had a bad temper, he still didn't forget the business after all.

Xuancheng could guess what the purpose of the two ancestral witches came here, but he also knew that as long as the Yaozu didn't continue to persecute them, it would be impossible for Yaochi and other quasi-sages to fall to the side of the Wuzu.

In the end, this small-scale "Peach Banquet" came to an end smoothly.

The two ancestral witches came here in good spirits and returned in disappointment.

Haotian and Yaochi personally sent the guests out of West Kunlun.

As a junior, Xuan Chengzi was the last one to leave.

Before leaving, Xuan Chengzi's heart moved, he looked at Haotian and said: "Uncle Master, if you have time, you can go to Kunlun Mountain. My nephew has tinkered with a lot of new things."

Hearing this, Haotianxia consciously looked towards Yaochi.

Seeing this unsurprising performance, Xuan Chengzi suddenly felt happy.

Oh, rake your ears!

……

After leaving West Kunlun in the Chasing Car, Xuan Chengzi noticed that the Tu Zuwu was walking in the mountains and forests in front of him, and stopped directly after noticing the approaching of the Chasing Chasing Car.

Xuan Chengzi's heart moved slightly, and he told the three of Yu Yixian to return to Kunlun Mountain first, and he appeared in front of Houtu Ancestral Witch.

There are two flags hanging behind them.

"Uncle is waiting for me? Where's Uncle Xuan Ming? She's not here, right?"

The Houtu Ancestral Witch nodded slightly, "Xuanming has already returned to Mount Buzhou."

Xuan Chengzi breathed a sigh of relief, and put away the Central Wutu Xinghuang Banner and the Southern Lidi Yanguang Banner.

At this time, Houtu Ancestral Witch said softly: "The method my nephew said before gave me a lot of inspiration. I wonder if you can accompany me to the Eighteenth Layer of Youtu?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Xuan Chengzi's face.

After pondering for a while, he nodded, "It happens that my nephew also wants to go to Yinshan Mountain to see it. It would be great if I could go with my uncle."

The Houtu Ancestral Witch nodded, and a yellow light flashed around him.

Xuan Chengzi only felt that his eyes dimmed, and he was already in a dark and cold world.

There are no sun, moon and stars, no lakes and oceans here, only endless mountains and hills and an incomparably wide and endlessly flowing river.

Desolation is the main theme of this world.

Here, Xuan Chengzi didn't perceive any trace of life, only an infinite number of remnant souls floating in the air.

At a glance, it is almost all green souls.

They are tangible but intangible, overlapping and crossing each other, with all kinds of strange shapes, gathered together like a green ocean, leaving almost no room for people to step down.

There were also some souls who turned around and fled quickly when they saw the two appeared, and the rest did not dare to approach because they were frightened by the aura of the Houtu ancestor witch.

Houtu Ancestral Witch explained: "The escaped souls are ghosts that have been reborn with spiritual wisdom, and the rest are ordinary remnant souls."

Xuan Chengzi nodded, even though he had heard the other party describe the scene in the Eighteen Layers of Nether Earth, he was still shocked to see it with his own eyes.

This is too much!

"This is only the first layer of secluded soil. Because souls will continue to sink after death, the number of remnant souls in the seventeenth layer of secluded soil below is even greater!"

While talking, the ancestor witch of Houtu, with a flash of light under his feet, brought Xuan Chengzi to the second layer of Youtu.

The same bleakness, the same desolation, but the number of remnant souls in the second level is more than [-]% more than that in the first level!

Xuan Chengzi followed Houtu Zuwu down one after another, and finally came to the eighteenth Youtu.

This place has been completely reduced to ghosts and monsters, and the ground, air, and even the densely packed rocks are all remnants of souls.

Along the way, Xuan Chengzi noticed that these remnants were avoiding the rushing river.

Occasionally, remnant souls fell into it, and they could no longer climb up, but flowed into the nether sea of ​​blood with the river.

……

Zixiao Palace.

In the spacious and quiet hall, six saints sit on futons.

On the left are Laozi, a sage of Taiqing, Yuanshi, a sage of Yuqing, and Tongtian, a sage of Shangqing.

On the right side are the sage Nuwa, and the sages of the Western religion, the receiving sage and the Zhunti sage.

All six saints were silent, waiting for something quietly.

Suddenly, a celestial light bloomed, and a celestial figure appeared out of nowhere on the upper seat.

"Meet Master!"

"Meet the teacher!"

The six saints got up and saluted.

This figure that appeared suddenly was the first saint since the beginning of the world, the Daoist Hongjun who had obtained the holy position by beheading three corpses, and who was in harmony with the way of heaven!
"Exemption."

Daoist Hongjun looked around at the six saints below, "This time you are called here because the calamity is about to begin. As saints, you should guide the calamity and prevent it from turning into an immeasurable calamity."

All six sages are one.

The six sages naturally know what the calamity is.

I also know that once the amount of calamity is not handled properly, it will evolve into an immeasurable calamity, and everything will return to chaos, and no one can reverse it!

Then only the saint will survive, and everything else will cease to exist.

……

The eighteenth layer of secluded earth.

The ancestral witch of Houtu looked at the densely packed ghosts and ghosts, and sighed: "Since the creation of the world, the eighteen layers of secluded earth have been the destination of the prehistoric creatures after death, but after long-term accumulation, the eighteen layers of secluded earth have already It’s almost impossible to accommodate these remnant souls.”

Speaking of this, she hesitated a little, and finally said in a deep voice: "Recently, I have been feeling frequently, and I always feel that there is a great shortcoming in the prehistoric creation created by God the Father. It is this thought that made my brothers reprimand I'm outrageous."

A ray of light lit up in Houtu's eyes, as if he was talking to Xuan Chengzi, or muttering to himself.

"Every new life in the prehistoric peoples is born, it is endowed with a soul by heaven and earth, but when a living being dies, there is no mechanism to recover the soul and give it to the new life again...

There is a lack in the world...there is a lack in the world...there is a lack in the world..."

"so……"

The ancestor witch of Hou Tu stared at Xuan Chengzi, his eyes were burning with a trace of confusion.

"The method my nephew said before is to help the soul to be born again after death... Once it can be realized, it will be able to make up for this shortcoming!"

Xuan Chengzi nodded. He saw that the Houtu Ancestral Witch was indeed only a thin layer of window paper away from realizing the Dao of Reincarnation, so he said in a deep voice: "Master Uncle is right. If you can recover the wandering soul, then you will be able to recover." Give new life, so that the cycle can go on and on, and the cycle will never end..."

"Reincarnation!"

Houtu Zuwu was startled suddenly, and the confusion in his eyes completely dissipated.

She became quiet, and the Tao rhyme circulated around her...

"I already understand that there is a reincarnation missing in the prehistoric world!"

……

Inside Zixiao Palace, Zhunti Saint looked at Daozu Hongjun and asked, "What should I do? Teacher, please show me."

The other five saints also looked towards Daozu.

"The protagonists of this calamity are the two clans of liches... As saints, you can't end it yourself."

Daozu Hongjun said indifferently: "How to do it, you can discuss it yourself."

After speaking, his figure gradually faded away.

The six sages saluted together, "Respectfully send off Master (Teacher)!"

After Daozu Hongjun left, Zhunti took the lead and said: "Brothers and sisters, I will listen to you as to what you think should be done."

Tongtian smiled and said: "You don't have to be too modest. After the calamity is opened, the secrets of the sky are chaotic, and I can't see what will happen when the calamity happens. But in my opinion, the two clans of liches will probably be the same as the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn." fighting to the death...

The battle between the two clans can go as they please, and the Zhoutian Xingdou formation and Dutianshensha formation deserve our attention. "

The saints nodded slightly.

Indeed, they only need to guide the calamity, not intervene in the calamity.

As the protagonists of the calamity, they don't care who wins or loses between the two lich clans.

As long as it doesn't destroy the prehistoric world, what's the point of letting the two clans of Lich fight to the sky with floods, landslides and ground cracks, and corpses strewn across the fields?

Looking at the two clans of liches, there are only these two large formations that are worthy of their attention.

Zhunti pondered for a moment, "How about me, Nuwa senior sister, and Jieying senior brother being in charge of the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, and the three senior brothers being in charge of the Tianshensha formation, what do you think?"

Tong Tian laughed and said: "Junior brother will take advantage of it. That Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Formation had [-] Da Luo Jinxians holding star banners as the eyes of the formation. It only needs a little trick to make this great formation fail.

However, the Great Formation of the Gods and Gods uses the bodies of the twelve ancestor witches as the eyes of the formation, so it may take a lot of effort to make it inoperative. "

Zhunti smiled slightly, "With the methods of the three senior brothers, surely they won't be troubled by such trivial matters?"

"Humph!"

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyes and said expressionlessly, "Are you provoking me?"

"Don't dare! Brother misunderstood!"

Zhunti quickly waved his hand, "After all, I can't do it myself when I wait for a saint. It is really not an easy task to make Dutian Shensha's formation fail."

"That's for you!"

Yuan Shi said bluntly.

As if responding to his words, all the saints sensed a grand and strange dao rhyme in the prehistoric world at the same time...

"Houtu proved the truth?"

The saints thought about it for a while, and the cause and effect emerged in their hearts.

Tongtian laughed loudly and said: "In this way, the Dutian Shensha formation lacks an ancestor witch. Even if it can be formed, it is difficult to pose a threat to the prehistoric world. Junior brother Zhunti, you can't grab the Zhoutian Xingdou formation! It was a miscalculation."

Zhunti looked at Yuanshi with a strange expression.

"It turns out that senior brother had planned for a long time ago, and he has solved the hidden danger of Dutian Shensha's formation without a sound, which is really admirable!"

Yuan Shi still had no expression on his face, and gave a soft "um", but his heart was not at all calm, and he even felt a little dark.

(End of this chapter)