Red Cloud: Establishing Mahayana Buddhism as a Holy Spirit

Chapter 15 Human Race = Witch Race, Lich?
With the Xumi Mountain demon clan Zhou Tian Xingdou and the Western Ersheng Caocao came to an end.

Countless great powers in Hong Huang secretly calculated to find the whereabouts of Hong Yun, the purple Hongmeng purple air in the sea of ​​blood?Isn't it true?

Maybe it has been secretly obtained by someone?
Where did Hong Yun hide?
One piece, one pile, became a prehistoric unsolved case.

Thousands of years have passed, and the atmosphere of the Lich clan in the prehistoric land has become more and more intense, and petty fights often occur.

Even the human race was implicated. Among them, the weak and unformed monster race in the prehistoric land devoured the flesh and blood of the human race, and the human race's stutter was also these creatures.

food chain!In other words, like reincarnation, there is no longer the situation where the two Lich clans only need to swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to survive.

Terran!The weak human race needs blood food, and the weak monster race creatures and monsters in the sea become the food for survival.

This is an unavoidable natural cycle, people eat monsters, and monsters eat people.

The human race is very similar to the witch race. Except that they are not as powerful as the witch race, they can't be distinguished from each other in appearance.

A part of the weak Wu clan and the human race combined to give birth to the so-called human witches, also known as the Jiuli tribe.

Sea of ​​blood!
Since the last time, a figure has ushered in here again.

The light golden soft armor was covered with a beige cloak, and his gentle face looked at the rough sea of ​​blood.

"Background."

With a soft call, the figure of Hongyun, who had disappeared for thousands of years, appeared, and Houtu turned his head and smiled.

Relying on the innate treasure, the Qiankun Ding turned into a stone on the edge of the sea of ​​blood, hiding from everyone's eyes, even the sage didn't notice it.

"Hongyun, you have really changed."

With a gentle tone, Hou Tu looked at Hong Yun quietly.

"When I was preaching for the first time, everyone looked at the Wu clan with a strange light, Sanqing was no exception, and you, Hongyun, also avoided it."

"During the second sermon, your eyes were very clear. When you saw me, you showed that casual smile, letting me know that the red cloud has changed, because your eyes are the same as Nuwa's."

Facing Hou Tu's slow talk, Hong Yun spat out the foul-smelling wind and sand from his mouth angrily.

"Houtu, what do you want to do?"

Looking at Houtu with apprehension and suspicion, Hong Yun knew that Houtu in front of her was not a simple woman, she was thinking too deeply.

In the wilderness, any one is a creature that has lived for tens of thousands of years, even a pig has become a sperm.

Faced with Hong Yun's vigilance, Hou Tu smiled, raised his jade hand and gently stroked the blue hair beside his ear, and said with a smile: "Hong Yun, you have counted everyone, even me."

Although he was tricked, Hou Tu didn't show any anger, instead he showed a gentle smile.

Hong Yun, who watched this scene, smiled awkwardly, "What is calculation, you and I help each other, I help you, you help me."

"Hongyun, how do you know about Pangu's unfinished evolution?"

Houtu has too many doubts, and Hongyun also has a lot of doubts.

"Then what about the human race? Why do you witch race try your best to help the human race?"

The two of them sat on a rock on the beach with their knees together, and their bare feet were soaked in the waves of the sea of ​​blood that smelled like poison as they laughed.

It turns out that in the eyes of the ancestral witch, the unborn human race and they are the children of the father god Pangu. The difference is that when the ancestral witch transformed into form, they absorbed the turbid energy of the heaven and the earth, resulting in the loss of the primordial spirit.

And the human race is the unborn younger brother in Zu Wu's eyes, and they are connected by blood. The first time they found the transformed human race, their witch race directly cut off this part of the blood that was eroded by the turbid air.

After hearing Houtu's memories and explanations, Hongyun was even more shocked, "It turns out that the members of your witch clan are transformed by the blood essence of Pangu after being corroded by the turbid air!"

All of this is explained, the twelve drops of Pangu's blood essence turned into twelve ancestor witches, and what about the population of the rest of the witch tribes?As if it appeared suddenly later.

The Wu Clan and the Human Clan are of the same blood. The Witch Clan is a Human Clan, and the Human Clan is also inseparable from the Witch Clan. No wonder later generations why Chi You and Xuanyuan competed for the co-lord of the Human Clan.

"Hehe, should it be extinct just because it was eroded by the turbid air?" Hou Tu showed a bitter smile.

The turbidity is powerful!Although their primordial spirits have been eroded, or their primordial spirits have condensed into one body, their physical bodies have been strengthened.

"What about Nuwa?"

This question has been lingering in my mind for too long, Hongyun stared wide-eyed to see what the relationship is, could it be that Nuwa has something to do with Pan Gu's essence and blood?
As if seeing the conjecture in Hong Yun's mind, Houtu glared at him angrily.

"Nuwa, Xuanming, Gonggong, Zhu Rong and I encountered a fierce beast once when we were out, and it was Nuwa who saved us when we were seriously injured and dying."

When talking about this, Houtu showed a smile of reminiscence, "Later, Nuwa also encountered danger, we killed the beast together, so Nuwa also transformed into Buzhou Mountain, and became neighbors, but Nuwa was too lazy , too sleepy."

Hong Yun was very disappointed when he heard it, and after a long time, he thought that there was something shocking, but he didn't expect the relationship between Nuwa and Zuwu to be so simple.

"What about you, Hongyun? I always feel like you know everything."

Facing Houtu's question, Hongyun smiled freely, "Because I have seen Honghuang."

After saying a word, she laughed, because she saw the word "true" in Hong Yun's clear eyes, and she muttered secretly in her heart, no wonder the last ray of majestic purple air chose Hong Yun, presumably the other party must have seen it by chance Time has passed.

It's been a long time!It was rumored that it appeared when Pangu created the world, but it was not a rumor to the Wu Clan, it actually appeared in the inheritance.

The so-called long river of time is the evolution of the future when the prehistoric world was first opened, allowing Pangu to know the future development experience of the prehistoric world and what is missing.

Just like the human race!It was Pangu who witnessed the withering of the flood with his own eyes in the long river of time, and her!

At this time, Houtu seemed to have turned into a kind and gentle big sister, but Hongyun didn't let go of the guard in his heart, and said casually with a relaxed smile on his face.

"What about the witch clan? You ancestor witches should know the disadvantages of the second clan of liches."

Hou Tu fell silent after hearing Hong Yun's question.

"Red Cloud, the two Liches are pitiful, pathetic and hateful."

"All creatures instinctively want to be strong. Jinxian, Taiyi Jinxian, Daluo Jinxian, and quasi-sage are just like you, Hongyun, who want to become a saint."

"The prehistoric world is so big, and if it continues to develop, it will wither sooner or later. The ancestor witch has inheritance to see it, and the left-eyed sun star Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi of Pangu's father god must also know it."

Gently stroking the blue hair fluttering in the wind, Houtu looked at the dark blood sea world and smiled.

"Perhaps the prehistoric will eventually turn into a sea of ​​blood."

"Our ancestral witch watched helplessly as the children of the witch clan grew up, and they were able to multiply and multiply. Of course, our ancestor witch did not deny that we had the ambition to dominate the prehistoric world with the help of the witch clan."

"With the help of the power of heaven and earth, we can break through the golden fairy realm of Hunyuan Daluo, and then our ancestor witches can open up a world in the chaos, and we can completely seal the powerful witch clan in the small world."

"The rest of the witches in the prehistoric land have weak bloodlines, and it will definitely take a long time for them to grow to their peak."

Houtu slowly talked about everything about their Zuwu, perhaps with ambition, but I have to say that Zuwu had a good starting point at the beginning, in order to continue the prehistoric times.

Hong Yun smiled wryly, shook his head and sighed, "After a long time, you two clans of liches killed you for the sake of the prehistoric people. You two clans are good people, and we are all villains."

"Hehe, everyone's understanding is different, just like Hongjun has his own way of thinking about the prehistoric world, so there are you saints."

"The Yaozu also think that as long as the Wuzu is removed, they will have more than half of the space, enough to continue the prehistoric world."

After working on it for a long time, the king of the Lich Contest and the two clans had the intention of contributing to the prehistoric world from the beginning.

"Then why did you do it in the first place!"

Before Hongyun could finish asking, Houtu turned his head, stared at Hongyun and said softly, "Have you ever seen the birth of life?"

Hongyun was stunned, not knowing why, but Houtu laughed.

"Our ancestor witches were very happy when the witch clan transformed into forms, like our children, one by one. At that time, our twelve ancestor witches were very happy, thinking that they would definitely be able to develop the world of Father God with us."

"The scary thing is that there are too many creatures in the prehistoric world, and the weak creatures reproduce too fast, and what's even more frightening is that the prehistoric creatures often live for tens of thousands of years, or even live forever."

"The aura of the prehistoric world was so strong at the beginning of the sky. The dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans. Didn't they all see the reduction of the aura of the prehistoric world before the war broke out?"

"Everyone thinks that as long as they eliminate each other, they can gain a longer survival time for their own race, and they can use the luck of heaven and earth to increase their body and break through the realm. As long as they are strong! If they are strong enough to a certain realm, there is definitely a way. "

Hong Yun fell silent, and only then did he realize that the prehistoric world is so strange, each mighty man may pursue the Dao, but everyone has their own persistence in their hearts, and they all retain the original kindness.

Both the witch clan and the demon clan are fighting for the living space. It is true that they have ambitions, and it is true that they both want to use the luck of heaven and earth to become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but they still have their original heart.

Prehistoric creatures!The Lich Clan are like cancerous cells frantically wanting to bring their hosts to live forever.

"Where is Buzhou Mountain!"

Hongyun stared at Houtu, and asked the last question in his heart, "You tell me your plan in Buzhoushan, maybe I have a way."

Hou Tu smiled, at this moment she let go of all the burdens in her heart, and the crisp laughter echoed in her ears.

"Hongyun, sometimes we really envy you. You are carefree and unrestrained. You don't follow our so-called Pangu bloodline. Since you were born, you have shouldered the burden of the prehistoric world."

"Buzhou Mountain! It was decided secretly by our Zuwu, Nuwa, Dijun, and Taiyi. Once both sides are hurt, the Lich will destroy Buzhou Mountain when no one wins."

"The heaven and the earth have been together for so long, the heaven and the earth can no longer overlap, don't worry."

"Once the Buzhou Mountain was destroyed, the aura of the Great Desolation plummeted, and it was no longer easy to cultivate an immortal body. Everything withered, the Prehistoric Desolation would surely last longer."

Under the great revelation of the Great Desolation, Hong Yun shook his head and sighed with a wry smile, as if he had become a cancerous tumor in the Desolate World, but the two Lich Clans did their best for the Desolate World.

It's a pity that they didn't know that after the mountain was broken, the prehistoric world did begin to resemble their imagination, the aura dropped sharply, and it was no longer the grand event in the prehistoric period when Daluo walked all over the sky and golden immortals were not as good as dogs.

The weak human race has become the protagonist of the world, in a state of prosperity and prosperity that can continue indefinitely, but they don't know that in the battle of the gods, Tiandao lifted a rock and broke his own foot.

The prehistoric world was torn apart, and it directly degenerated into the four continents of Journey to the West in later generations.

The sage who was used by Tiandao to sort out the prehistoric world has become the biggest cancer.

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