Honghuang: I made up myths for Ziwei

Chapter 170 All living beings are pawns

Netherworld.

The tome compiled with the power of heaven and the original rules and order of the nether world turned into a sky covering the entire nether world, and the names of creatures flashed in it.

Every name corresponds to a creature.

These creatures are small and insignificant in front of the laws of heaven and earth, but their number is extremely huge and endless.

The names hang down one by one, converging into the sea.

This book of life and death was made by Zi Xi himself, and it took tens of thousands of years to create it.

Tens of thousands of years is not a long time for an existence in the realm of Daluo, but how can they spend so much time doing trivial things?
What's more, for Da Luo, the past, present and future, the dimension of time itself has no meaning to them. They exist forever, and it is the prehistoric world itself, not them, that distinguishes the past, present and future.

The accumulation of time does not work on them.

It seemed like a moment, but perhaps in his eyes it was no different from several yuanhuis.

And vice versa, maybe the time of Yuanhui is just a snap of the fingers in their eyes.

Under such circumstances, Zixi spent a lot of time in order to create this book of life and death.

Deduce the avenue, structure the order of heaven and earth, and use life and death as the link to weave things that transcend life and death.

The Fuxi brothers and sisters stood under the book of life and death, looking at the names hanging down one by one.

"let's start!"

Seeing the scorching sun transformed by merit appear in the Netherworld, Fuxi said.

Nuwa nodded without any objection.

Behind the two of them appeared the divine truth, with twin tails intertwined, and the yin and yang fish manifested, covering the netherworld, bearing the names of those falling creatures.

At the same time, the existences in the Mira Palace and Daluo Realm in different positions have their own moves and evolved different ways and methods. According to the big formation prepared by Fuxi in advance, a huge formation is arranged, in which life and death are intertwined. The order power of death, the order of the dead part, corresponds to the power of the original law of the nether world.

And those names hanging down from the book of life and death, the gray-white names representing the demise of the owners of the names, were all extracted by Fuxi and the others, and distributed in the large formation.

For a moment, the Dao sound roared in the nether world, and the hazy and chaotic scene above became one piece, as if the entire sky above the nether world had become a layer of transparent crystal.

On the other side of the crystal, there is a scene on the wild land.

The great formation shines with immortal light, and the laws of life and death are intertwined, turning into endless silk threads, penetrating and connecting the boundaries of life and death.

The power of the Dao spread, and those fallen creatures seemed to be summoned by force majeure. The countless souls of the living beings who were originally wandering in the world rushed from the yang to the underworld.

In the great battle between the witch clan and the monster clan, there were countless casualties, including ordinary mortal spirits, and there were not a few people with advanced cultivation bases.

With so many creatures dying in a short period of time, the original order of the nether world is not perfect, and the unguided remnant souls stay in the yang world, and then all disappear.

Now, there is power to guide these ignorant souls, leading them into the netherworld and into reincarnation.

Among them, a large number of dead souls carry a strong sense of merit or karma, especially the battle between the monster clan and the witch clan, which caused these creatures to be murdered and entangled in evil, and a large amount of karma was dropped.

Regardless of the power of merit or karma, in essence, they are all the power of the way of heaven, the product of the way of heaven, something created by Zixi and Miluo Palace, and the manifestation of their power.

Fuxi looked at the souls that were drawn through the yin and yang, and nodded. It should be enough, just as a bond, or as a material for writing rules and orders, it should be more than enough.

All they have to do is to maintain this large formation, and other things will be taken care of by others.

Ordinary people on the prehistoric land are ignorant, but those who have achieved success in cultivation will sense that the breath between heaven and earth has become clearer, like muddy water, and the silt in it has settled down again, returning to the extreme. General environment.

The Dao, which was originally confused, became clear again, the sky was clear and the ground was turbid, orderly.

It was as if someone was cleaning and sorting out the chaotic world to bring it back to order.

Many powerful beings have sensed it. The souls of the dead lingering on the earth seem to have found their destination and gone to where they should go. The haze of the prehistoric world is rapidly fading away.

Zixi stood in the witch world, but her gaze had a panoramic view of everything that happened in the prehistoric world.

Even his gaze penetrated the nether world, and he clearly saw the scene in the nether world.

In the past, the Netherworld and the Great Desolate Land were on the positive side and the negative side, and they were not connected to each other. It is not easy to truly penetrate Yin and Yang.

Countless souls of the dead returned to the netherworld, they are all threads connecting heaven and earth.

One of Hongjun's biggest misunderstandings about him should be that he misjudged Zixi's attitude towards sentient beings.

In Hongjun's view, the higher the Dao of Heaven wants, the more prosperous the Dao of All Beings will be, which will benefit the Dao of Heaven the most. Even for this purpose, Zixi and Miluo Palace should protect all living beings.

The fall of a large number of souls will undoubtedly have an impact on the continued elevation of the Dao of Heaven, and the prosperity of the Dao will take more time.

After all, to recover from the death of these batches of living beings, one or two yuanhuis are far from enough time.

Zixi, and even the Miluo Palace, will protect and protect all living beings, and Hongjun's action is aimed at this.

But he never thought that the death of all living beings is also a link used by Zixi and the others. They want to use this to connect life and death, penetrate yin and yang, and hold both sides of yin and yang in the hands of Miro Palace.

Regarding the strength of Miro Palace, Zixi knows better than anyone else, and he has always understood the relationship with Hongjun, so when Hongjun will have a game with Miro Palace, Zixi has already predicted estimate.

Once the Miro Palace is allowed to complete the construction of the tunnels and bring them under the Dao of Heaven, there is no doubt that even though the height of the Dao of Heaven has not been increased, its breadth will be greatly expanded, and the system of the Dao of Heaven will be further improved. become stronger.

At that time, the power of the Dao of Heaven will increase directly. As a result, Hongjun will no longer be able to compete with Miluo Palace. Therefore, this is his last chance, and Hongjun cannot sit still.

Unless, he chose to join the Miro Palace at this time, compromise with the Miro Palace, and accept the full control of the Miro Palace.

In other words, before Hongjun invited Zixi to Zixiao Palace, they had already foreseen this game and were preparing for it.

For this reason, Zixi and the others specially adjusted the merits and karma of the Dao of Heaven, and when constructing the framework of the tunnel, they also left a corresponding leeway, just waiting for the time to come, filling in the corresponding power, and everything can be perfected.

The death of a large number of living beings, and even the fall of many innate gods, were all within their expectations, and they were also used as tools by them.

It is necessary to establish a tunnel, but also to integrate the tunnel with the Dao of Heaven, and not allow it to be independent. The power of the Dao of Heaven must extend into the Netherworld and be integrated into the construction of the Tunnel.

These dead creatures are the carriers for the power of heaven to smuggle into the nether world.

The power of the way of heaven they carry has two parts. One part is the way they practice. Tentacles extending from heaven.

It's just that they themselves don't realize this kind of thing, and they who are in harmony with the way of heaven can be regarded as part of the power of the way of heaven.

This is just one of them.

The other part of power is naturally the way of heaven to measure the merits and karma of all living beings.

These two kinds of power are dominated by practitioners, and ordinary creatures don't have much contact with them.

As for whether it is the power of merit or karma, there is no need to care about it. In essence, it is the power of heaven, and the effect of penetration is the same.

The operating mechanism of merit and karma was established shortly after the establishment of the Dao of Heaven, and it operated on its own in accordance with the laws and order of the Dao of Heaven. It is the way of heaven that operates according to the rules that have been set.

Because of this, Hongjun ignored it and never regarded it as one of the layouts of Miluo Palace.

Miro Palace did not stop the great battle he triggered, because the Heavenly Dao would fill the karma of the war dead by itself according to the established procedures, and transport them to the Netherworld.

They interfered, but aroused suspicion.

They don't interfere because there is no need to interfere, and the situation is moving in the direction they planned.

This battle between the Wu Clan and the Monster Clan swept across the entire prehistoric chaos and disaster. Although the Miro Palace did not play an active role in promoting it, they watched it coldly, which itself was a kind of participation.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Hongjun and Miro Palace jointly created this great disaster.

The only difference is that Hongjun took the initiative to stir up the general trend, while Miluo Palace borrowed the general trend stirred up by Hongjun and followed the trend.

If measured by their own standards of good and evil, the Mira Palace itself cannot be called good.

It's just that the standards they set are used to guide and measure all living beings, not to restrain themselves, and they don't need such standards of good and evil to flaunt themselves. Flexible bottom line.

The criss-crossing chain of order in the wizarding world permeates every corner of the wizarding world, and various avenues and divine texts manifest, the entire wizarding world is shaking, and the world is gradually disintegrating. In a state of chaos, rich and pure turbid air gathers and stirs in all directions.

The small number of witches who still stayed here fell into a deep sleep, wrapped in the power of Zixi, floating in the ocean of turbid air, unconscious.

Zixi looked at the place where Buzhou Mountain was located, at the battlefield.

Di Jun, who was deprived of the control of Zhou Tian Xingdou Great Formation by Zi Xi, failed to drag Zhou Tian Xingchen to self-destruction, fell into extremes, and faced Houtu and others, he chose to drag the Nine Heavens to self-destruction.

Anyway, there is no way out, other than choosing self-destruction, or self-destruction, it seems that self-destruction is always the last resort.

The Jiuchong Heaven Realm is a cave that Dijun and Taiyi worked together to refine, and it was evolved from Pangu, and it was formed by the power of Buzhou Mountain. It is extraordinary and self-evident.

In addition, Dijun and Taiyi are also congenital and sacred born of the sun star, and the sun star is under its control, so naturally they cannot escape the fate of being taken by Dijun and burned together.

As for the Lunar Star, when Di Jun made the choice to self-destruct, they lost the control of the Lunar Star, and even the top-level innate spiritual root laurel tree also broke away from Di Jun's control.

Zixi liberated Xi and their sisters' Daoguo, and regained the control of Lunar Star and Laurel Tree.

Although this approach made Di Jun, who felt that he had been betrayed and deceived, even more angry.

But what was agreed at the beginning was only lent to them, whether it was the lunar star or the laurel tree, these were the property of Dijun and Tianting, and Dijun himself was not qualified to burn jade and stone together.

Zi Xi did not stop the rampage of Nine Heavens and Sun Star, and it was not easy to stop, after all, he didn't have much power left in his thought body.

Different from the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array, which belonged to him, the control of the Nine Layers of Heaven and Sun Star is not so easy to win, and Zi Xi needs to spend a lot of effort to stop it forcibly.

The Nine Layers of Heaven collapsed, the Great Way shook the entire Great Desolation, and the terrifying destructive power swept across the world. The Great Desolate Land, which was on the verge of collapse, was completely torn apart, turning into several relatively complete lands and countless fragments floating in the sky. Quartet.

Another round of scorching sun fell on the earth, it was the sun star that hit the prehistoric land, the turbulent sun's real fire spewed out, before it even approached the earth, it caused the heaven and earth to evolve into purgatory.

However, the sun did not fall to the earth, and was directly shot out by the phoenix, smashing into the depths of the East China Sea, far away from the prehistoric land.

It's just that this action made the eyes of Canglong and Taoist Tongtian twitch. The foundation of Dragon Palace lies in the four seas, especially the East China Sea.

The Jiejiao dojo chosen by Tongtian is also on the East China Sea. If one is not careful, this sun star will fall, and the dojos of both of them will be turned into ashes on the spot.

What made them relieved was that the sun star fell extremely deep, and whether it was Dragon Palace or Jiejiao, the distribution area was close to the sea area where the prehistoric land was located.

In the extreme depths, it is a dead and silent place with few living creatures, and relatively speaking, the impact is smaller.

From this point of view, Phoenix still has thought about it. As for entrusting the sun star back, it is not something that Phoenix in its current state can do.

Deviating a fallen sun star is as difficult as getting it back into the sky.

The star field that lost the sun star fell into chaos for a while, and Zixi, the master of Ziwei star, was absent, and the power that Ziwei star could exert on its own would eventually have its limit.

Of the three supreme stars at present, only the Lunar Star can play a role. Xi He and Chang Xi are trying their best to stabilize the Zhoutian star field.

Even with the two of them's current cultivation bases, plus the astrolabe that Zixi lent them, and Ziweixing as a supplement, the process of stabilization for the two of them is not easy.

The sun star fell into the depths of the East China Sea, in the darkness of the prehistoric world. At this time, the Zhoutian stars manifested, and the purple ancient stars manifested in the middle sky, but they were not too conspicuous.

The silver moon shining all over the sky and the earth is particularly clear at this moment, even surpassing the radiance of the stars in the sky, becoming the only one.

In the prehistoric land, for a long time to come, only the moon will be visible.

For the heaven and earth itself, the impact is not big, it is enough to stabilize Zhou Tian Xingdou.

But for ordinary creatures, an ice age will usher in an age of suffering.

Those things are not things that Zixi and the others will consider at the moment, and they can solve all this by freeing up their hands as soon as possible.

The self-destruction of the Nine Heavens and the fall of the sun star seriously injured the ancestors and witches. Gong Gong and Zhu Rong, who were already severely injured, died in this self-destruction, not to mention a large number of witches.

Dijun and Taiyi died, and they pulled dozens of innate saints from heaven together.

As for the witch clan, almost all of them were wiped out, none of them survived, and all the ancestral witches were seriously injured, and Houtu was finally protected by the phoenix, with the least injuries.

Zixi stretched out her hand and pointed to the void, and there were vortices appearing in the barriers of the witch world, and the vortexes directly appeared on Houtu and even all the remaining witch clans, absorbing them directly into the witch world.

After the general witch clan entered the witch world, they fell into a slumber of ignorance and unconsciousness, ups and downs in the turbid ocean of the witch world.

The only ones who are still awake are only a few ancestor witches.

Phoenix also followed, Zixi glanced at the bell-like thing hanging around her waist, the latter felt something, and quietly stretched out her hand to cover it, leaving Zixi speechless.

He could tell at a glance what it was, the innate treasure Chaos Clock that belonged to Tai Yi.

Tai Yi died, Chaos Clock was about to escape, and then was suppressed by the Phoenix who had been prepared for a long time.

After all, it's not a matter of one or two Yuan Hui for the Phoenix to covet this innate treasure. After finally waiting for it to become an ownerless thing, how can it let it escape?
Zi Xi would not say anything about this, since one of the three pieces of the Sky Opening Set is indeed in the hands of Mi Luogong, he does not want the Sky Opening Ax to appear in the world.

Fenghuang only has this little hobby, let her do it, let her do more things when the time comes.

For Phoenix's temperament like salted fish, Zi can trust her, and she believes in her laziness. A person who is as lazy as her is definitely too lazy to make troubles. The Chaos Clock is just a collectible, and it will not cause chaos.

Zixi turned her eyes away from Phoenix, looked at several ancestor witches, and finally her eyes stayed on Houtu.

Hou Tu glanced over the remnants of the Wu clan, and was a little silent.

Indeed, with the temperament of the Wu clan, they are not afraid of fighting or death, so they will not avoid fighting, either win or die.

Now, they have won, but they can't ignore the price they paid.

Zixi once told her that even if the Wu Clan wins, it will only be a miserable victory, and the Wu Clan will usher in decline.

In the current situation, where is the decline that can be described?

The blood pool of the ancestral hall has been completely exhausted, so if nothing is done, no newborns will be born in the Wu clan.

What the Wu Clan ushered in was not decline, but annihilation, and the Wu Clan no longer existed.

"Yi, what should I do?" Houtu looked at Zixi and asked.

The voice was less fierce than in the past, and it was very calm and serious.

Zixi stretched out her hand to grab it, and the endless avenue chains of the witch world intertwined, came together, and condensed together.

Zi Xi handed it to the back of the earth: "Grab it, and then I will pass through the passage between the wild land and the nether world. You will drag the witch world into the nether world. This is the second step."

Saying that, Zi Xi looked at Di Jiang and the others who were still awake. He could see that these ancestral witches were seriously injured and it was difficult to play a role.

"Go and rest, too. Now that the witch world has been traced back to its origin by me, after the Nether World, you need to conform to the rules and power of the Nether World, and then reopen this world. At that time, you will have to do it yourself."

"Okay, thank you!" Di Jiang was silent for a moment, nodded, and then left with several other ancestral witches. When he reached a distance, he fell down straight and fell into a deep sleep.

"Are you ready?"

Zixi looked at Houtu, and at this time, a chain of order gods was wrapped around her body and connected with it. Through this method, the entire witch world became one with her.

"Yeah." Houtu nodded.

Seeing this, Zixi turned her head to look at Fenghuang, and beckoned to him.

Fenghuang tilted his head, a little puzzled, he still walked over with his hands on the small clock at his waist.

"What to do? Let me tell you first. I picked up the Chaos Clock. It's okay to lend it to you, but it can only be borrowed."

Can you stop making me grab your stuff?And now even if it is a treasure, it can only be said to be a good thing for them, the increase in strength is not obvious, and not everyone is as rich as her and has a habit of collecting treasures.

"Use your strength."

Zixi put her hand on Fenghuang's shoulder and said.

Fenghuang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that it wasn't about the Chaos Clock, and didn't care what Zixi said about borrowing strength.

Unlike Zixi, who is only a body of one thought, Phoenix is ​​here, even if the Dao fruit is restrained, she has nothing to consume.

And through the connection between the heaven and the way, Zixi is the hub of the way of heaven, and Phoenix itself is the existence closest to the hub of Zixi in the order of the avenue. If Phoenix herself does not resist, Zixi can still borrow part of her avenue power of.

Zixi's own body is already a bit illusory, and it is still a lot of consumption to return the entire witch world to its original state, even if he has arranged it long ago.

The palm rested on Phoenix's shoulder, and the other held the Qingping sword. The power of the Dao evolved, and two completely different regular forces intertwined on his sword, turning into a spinning yin-yang fish.

At the same time, the channel formed by the passage of the souls of the endless dead souls, one after another, all converged, and under the influence of the Zixi sword, they gathered in the Zixi sword light.

A sword is cut out, without sound, without earth-shattering movement, from life to death, it is just such an insignificant process, flat and natural.

Between life and death, between yin and yang, the gap is broken and runs through, the witch world, from the front of the prehistoric, falls to the other side, not a fall in space, but like a living being, from the end of life, into the netherworld.

Driven by Houtu's own power, the body of the ancestral witch stands here, with a snake tail, and the appearance of seven hands condensed on the back, standing in the vast and turbid air, like a god who created the world.

"Don't be dazed, help me!"

Zixi's own body is almost transparent, and the power of his thought body is completely exhausted, and there is no more combat power, that is, the thought still exists here.

Seeing that it was still difficult for Houtu to lead the witch world into the Netherworld, he patted the Phoenix and reminded him.

Fenghuang looked at Zixi's transparent body, sized him up twice, but didn't say anything.

A phoenix that covered the sky and the sun manifested, dragged the entire witch world, and flew into the nether world. After that, countless undead were attracted and entered the nether world together.

According to legend, Suzaku has the power to guide the souls of the dead into reincarnation. A certain phoenix made himself a vest, which is Suzaku.

It's just that she has never had the chance to use the vest, either as a salted fish lying in the nest, or even if she is going out, she has no chance to report her name to others.

She racked her brains to get the title of vest for herself, but there was no chance of it being useful.

The specific divine bird, wrapped in five-color divine fire, spreads its wings to cover the sky, and manifests in the prehistoric world bathed in moonlight, which is quite eye-catching.

With a clear cry, it leads the world and the souls of the dead, and flies to the other side of life and death, the nether world.

The vision came quickly and disappeared very quickly, and then all the scenes disappeared, and Honghuang, after going through tens of thousands of years of non-stop wars, finally fell into a short period of peace, or fell into dead silence.

(End of this chapter)