I am Haotian in the prehistoric

Ten thousand years passed quickly while Haotian was waiting, and the Xuanhuang Base finally produced that special life form.

After that, under Haotian's will, a figure was sent to the command room.

I saw that this special life body in front of Haotian was like a newborn baby. Haotian observed this special life body for a while with great interest, but he didn't find that this guy was similar to ordinary people except for his size. How is the base different.

"What special ability does this special life form have?" Haotian asked Xuanhuang Base.

"Reporting, Commander, this special life body is called a clone. It can become the clone of the commander and perfectly replicate all the abilities of the commander or a monk whose strength is not higher than that of the commander. It is different from any clone in the world. It needs the commander to lose his soul, and no one will find out his relationship with the commander, once again, it is anyone."

"Haha, is that so? That would be great."

Hearing the answer from Xuanhuang base, Haotian couldn't help being excited.

In other words, Haotian is very clear that in the next period of time, apart from the opportunity of Houtu's incarnation of the six realms, as the battle between the two clans of liches intensifies and the catastrophe begins, there will be countless opportunities during it, but Haotian But Tian intends to keep a low profile before becoming the Emperor of Heaven, trying to minimize the attention of others to him.

Although Haotian was a little reluctant to give up these many opportunities, he could only do so. After all, he had already attracted the attention of the saints in the human race, and the identity of the future saint as a closed disciple of the Taoist ancestor had already attracted attention. The vigilance of the saints. (In other words, everyone thinks that Haotian will also be sanctified in the same way as his senior brothers and sisters. After all, Haotian’s identity as a disciple of the ancestor of Taoism is there.) If it is too ostentatious, then I am afraid that after becoming the Emperor of Heaven, Haotian will not only be feared by the saints, but will directly start to suppress him.

It's just that Haotian's ability will be restrained everywhere at that time, which will eventually greatly delay Haotian's development. Therefore, Haotian has plans to continue to keep a low profile.

But this time is different. With the clone produced by Xuanhuang base, Haotian can use him to seize all kinds of opportunities, and no one can figure out the ability of the relationship between the two, which allows Haotian to continue to keep a low profile. At least on the surface.

"When can the clone grow into my clone, is it possible now?" After thinking about it for a while, Haotian asked Xuanhuang Base.

"Report to Your Excellency Commander, the clone can immediately grow into the clone of Your Excellency Commander, but you need to attach the primordial spirit to the clone first, and the clone will grow into the clone of Your Excellency Commander in just a thousand years." It's perfect."

"Your Excellency Commander, do you want to make the clone grow immediately?"

"Start immediately." After finishing speaking, Haotian took the primordial spirit out of his body and attached it to the replication system in front of him.

"Immediately, the duplicate's eyes opened, and I saw red lights flashing in the eyes, and the duplicate began to grow slowly, but because of Haotian's will, the appearance was not the same as Haotian's now. The appearance is the same, but it has become the ordinary and incomparably friendly face of Zhang Qianshi in his previous life.

And just as the clone grows, the six reincarnations are finally about to appear in this world.

It is said that around the Buzhou Tianzhu, there are twelve tribes located in the Buzhou Mountain Range, but it is the place where the Wu Clan, one of the two great ethnic groups, resides.

Each of the twelve tribes of witches has an ancestor witch who sits in the town and is named after him. Among them, the Houtu tribe is located in the north of Buzhou Tianzhu.

This day, after Houtu comprehended the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons for a period of time, he walked out of the Houtu Tribe. His soul was attracted to this ghostly sea of ​​blood, between the ups and downs and the sea of ​​blood, Riri was tormented by the sea of ​​blood every night but could not be reborn, and could not help but feel compassion.

At this moment, a voice came from the nether world of blood: "I don't know what is the purpose of fellow Daoists coming here? I'm afraid this sea of ​​blood is not a good place to go."

Following the sound, a blood-red figure flew out of the sea of ​​blood, and appeared in front of Hou Tu's body, but it was the master of the Nether Blood Sea, Taoist Minghe.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe is very polite. You haven't seen him for hundreds of thousands of years, but you still have the same demeanor." Houtu said, beckoning towards Minghe. (It is said that among the Wu clan, there are really no people who claim to be Taoists, call others Taoists, and practice Taoism except Houtu)

"Houtuyuan is fine, but now I have a request, and I hope fellow Taoists can help." Houtu continued.

"Oh, I don't know what's going on?" Styx asked a little strangely, but he didn't expect that Houtu really needed his help.

Houtu pointed to the painful souls in the sea of ​​blood, and said: "Houtu sees these souls in great pain in the sea of ​​blood, I hope fellow Taoists will help them pick them up, and don't let them suffer like this again."

Ming He looked at the souls that Houtu pointed at, smiled wryly, and said, "Fellow Taoist Houtu, in fact, even if I fish them out of the sea of ​​blood, they will probably fall into the sea of ​​blood in a few days. These souls are too Weak, unable to reincarnate on their own, those who are lucky enough to get a chance can become ghost cultivators, but those who are unlucky can only be attracted to this ghostly sea of ​​blood and be slowly refined by the sea of ​​blood. They have found their destination. But even if I can save them for a while, I can’t save them for a lifetime.” It is said that although Styx can save all the souls that come to the Nether Blood Sea, but even if they are saved, so what. There will still be countless souls entering the Nether Blood Sea, and they cannot be rescued every time, so is Styx still practicing?

"Can I just watch them suffer like this? There must be some way." But Houtu began to think about how to place these souls, and it was also predestined. Soon, Houtu thought of building A place of reincarnation helps these souls reincarnate.

But how to build the place of reincarnation, Houtu has encountered difficulties.

But Hou Tu was only embarrassed for a short while, and stopped embarrassing this matter, because she already knew a way to build reincarnation.

But this method of building reincarnation was not thought of by Houtu, but a inheritance memory deep in the true spirit, which was left by Father God Pangu.

It's just that although Houtu can do this method, he has to abandon himself and use his body to transform into the six reincarnations, so for a while, Houtu fell into a dilemma.

At this time, Styx had already bid farewell, and went back to his cave to continue his cultivation. Before leaving, he told him that if there was anything that needed his help, he would do his best.

It is said that although the Taoist of Styx is a bit sinister and selfish, his nature is not bad, otherwise it would be impossible to create the Asura tribe with the help of Heavenly Dao, although the Asura tribe has many flaws compared to the human race.

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