Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

The netherworld of the earth has been branded by Hou Tu, which also means that Hou Tu is the master of this world, just like the current heaven, Di Jun is the master.

"How do you plan to use this world?"

Hou Tu thought for a while and said: "Although this is a big world, it is different from the heaven. Most people of my tribe are not suitable to live here. After thinking about it, it seems that only the people of my tribe who practice the earth are suitable here!"

"I plan to move these people and build this world first. The future road will be discussed later, because I don’t understand what this world can be used for!"

Donghua glanced at Hou Tu, and his heart was also complicated. Reincarnation must be established, but if reincarnation is established, Hou Tu will definitely fall, unless Hou Tu first proves the Tao and then establishes reincarnation.

The reincarnation of the prehistoric world is not something that a quasi-sage can establish!

"What's wrong with you? Do you regret coming to Mount Tai with me?"

Donghua turned his eyes and didn't look at Hou Tu again. After all, it was none of his business whether Hou Tu fell or not. It was really a waste of time.

"There is no regret or no regret. Since I am here, it is my choice. I never regret my choice."

"But I have a question. Why do you insist on letting me accompany you to Mount Tai?"

Hou Tu smiled and said in a clear voice: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Hmm?"

"The lie is that Wu Ting is worried about Zifu and wants to tie you to our chariot this time!"

"The truth is that being with you makes me feel relaxed, harmonious and comfortable. I like this feeling!"

"Which one do you think it is?"

Donghua glanced at Hou Tu and did not answer. In the silent netherworld, only the cold wind blew and the gurgling Yellow Spring flowed slowly. Both of them were speechless for a long time.

"This netherworld is very important. Maybe it is the key to your enlightenment. I hope to study it more!"

"I should leave now. Goodbye!"

After Donghua finished speaking, he stood up and left. He had returned to Mount Tai in one step, but a voice came from behind him.

"I hope to hear your answer next time we meet!"

...

The East China Sea is full of blue waves. After many years, I returned to Zifu again.

But my heart was no longer as calm as when I left. I walked forward, stepped on the sea, and slowly walked towards the three islands, just like when I was reborn.

The reason why Donghua was not calm was where he would go in the future? Where would Zifu go?

He felt confused again. After his rebirth, he had been running for his life.

In the end, he gave up the luck emperor way that his original body had practiced for many years.

I thought that as long as I didn't participate in the hegemony, I wouldn't die like my original body, but now it seems that I really want to be simple.

The prehistoric world is very big, and it's also very small. There is only so much luck in the world.

If you don't fight, there will always be someone to fight.

If you don't fight, you can't prove the way!

Do the three tribes not understand the consequences of fighting for hegemony? Or do the two tribes of witches and liches really have such a great hatred?

The struggle for the great way, even the saints can't avoid it, how can he Donghua avoid it!

It was Yuanshi who didn't understand that the moment he came down the mountain, he was destined to fight with his third brother.

Or was it Tongtian who didn't understand that the moment he set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he was destined to lose!

It seemed that neither of them was true. Everyone was fighting all the time, fighting for the great way, fighting for luck, fighting for spiritual treasures, fighting for face!

"Then, what about me?"

At this moment, Donghua was very confused. He didn't know what he should do. Should he follow the trajectory of his original body, establish the Immortal Court, call on all the immortals in the world, and compete with the witches and liches.

Or was it the same idea as when he was just reborn, not participating in the hegemony, not fighting for luck, growing up in a wretched way, waiting for the end of the witches and liches war, and becoming a free and easy quasi-saint, the master of one side, the master of one way.

But now it seems that this is still a bit difficult!

When the demon clan heaven attacked the star field and the star field was destroyed, he didn't feel much.

There was only a kind of pressure. Under the pressure, he researched the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

But the original body also researched the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, wasn't it also destroyed by the heaven?

So his achievements are just like this!

But this trip to Mount Tai gave Donghua too many shocks, making him confused about the future again.

The cruelty of the Wu clan slaughtering the mountain god lineage.

The indifference to life when Qiang Liang slaughtered Daluo Taiyi.

The unwillingness of the Five Mountains Emperors when they fell, and the tragic heroism of Bingling Gong!

He didn't know if he would have the day of Bingling Gong, and whether Zifu would be the end of the mountain god lineage!

What really touched his heart was the death of Bingling Gong, the kind of ruthlessness that burned all his energy!

He admitted that he couldn't do it!

All he thought of was escaping, and it was right to do so. Only when people survived, everything was possible.

But sometimes, how can you know that you can't do it without a real fight?

Donghua came to the top of Zifu Xuanfeng again, overlooking the entire three islands and ten continents, this force that was rising like the sun!

I still remember that when I was just reborn, I decided here not to fight for hegemony and only practice.

But how should I choose now?

Should I continue to live like this, or should I fight for it!

He felt that he should fight for it, not for hegemony. He was still not interested in this. Dominating the prehistoric world was not his way.

What he wanted to fight for was his own way. He wanted to prove the way of Hunyuan and achieve the supreme Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Fight for the way, prove the way!

Perhaps if you want to prove the way, you must fight for it!

"But what is your own way? Where is your own way?"

Even if he deduces the Tao of the Innate Bagua, it will only improve his own strength, but he will not be able to prove the Tao. He knows this very well!

Therefore, the innate Bagua Dao is not your own Dao!

Chunyang Avenue is the avenue that I have been practicing, and it is also a supreme avenue. There is a possibility of enlightenment, but the hope is slim!

"Then how do I attain enlightenment?"

Just as Donghua was deep in thought, a stream of light flashed by, and Shao Si ordered Taihua to appear on the hanging peak.

"Your Majesty, you are back!"

Donghua replied calmly: "Well, I'm back. Will you be on duty at the Zi Mansion this time?"

"Replying to your majesty, I am the one on duty!"

Donghua turned around, looked at the girl in the green skirt in front of him, and said slowly: "Why are you so behaved in front of me now? You were not like this before."

"His Majesty……"

"Call me brother."

Shao Siming smiled and said, "Brother, you don't know how majestic you were just now. I was a little afraid of you."

Donghua looked at the smiling Shao Siming, reached out and flicked her forehead again.

Shao Siming stamped his feet angrily, turned around and stopped looking at him.

Come to think of it, Donghua is the only one who dares to slap the head of the majestic Emperor Taihua of the Purple Mansion.

After playing it, I couldn't help but burst out laughing!

This scene is so similar that when I think of myself who just returned from time travel, I feel like laughing.

"You, you, since I consider you my sister, I will always be your brother."

"Yes, I understand, brother."