It's so miserable, I was cheated by the system for 10 years at the beginning

Hongjun saw that there were countless shattered auras left in the empty prehistoric world, and he reunited the broken prehistoric prehistoric world with the method of saints.

Sanqing is the foundation of his own sanctification, a human race that migrated from the Three Thousand Worlds.

They thrived and gradually occupied the prehistoric land when the lich was dormant.

In an unknown land.

A girl with a human body and a snake tail, the snake tail is entrenched, seems to be kneeling on the ground.

Look carefully, she is the only survivor of the Lich War, the Queen of the Ancestral Witch!

Li Fei stared at Houtu on the big screen, seeing that his expression was gradually losing control.

She wailed in pain and roared to the sky, her bright eyes were filled with tears.

Even though they were far apart, Li Fei could feel her sadness when he saw this.

"Brother, brother, where are you, don't leave Houtu alone, okay?

Are you playing with me and hiding from me on purpose like you did when you were young?

Come out, I admit defeat..."

"No! You are not dead, no, no!"

Houtu suddenly burst into tears, soaking a large area of ​​land and forming a vast ocean.

It’s just that this vast ocean of water has been tasted by mortals. It’s so bitter and salty. After drinking it, I feel extremely heavy, depressed, and want to cry...

Houtu recalled that when the Twelve Ancestral Witches were born, they were still boys and girls, playing freely in the prehistoric land.

One day the eldest brother Di Jiang learned about the practice, and told everyone with a smile that Hou Tu accompanied his brothers to practice together.

One day they came to the small world of the seniors, they carried things together, listened to the seniors' reasoning, and practiced gymnastics every day.

One day they listened to the preaching of the Taoist ancestors, and returned to the prehistoric to establish the Wu clan, with great ambitions.

One day, the younger generations will be promising, and each great witch will grow up, Jiufeng, Xingtian, Kuafu, Yi...

One day, a war broke out with the Yaozu... Brothers and clan members all died tragically.

"No, don't, don't fight, we won't fight!

Heavenly Emperor, we have given you this prehistoric place.

Brother, brother, let's go, we will live in peace in the ancestral land.

We don't want to be holy, we just live like this..."

Hou Tu recalled, her complexion gradually distorted, and she fell on the ground weakly, holding forward tightly with both hands.

That was the beautiful life in her illusion.

She wanted to grab it and hold it in her hand.

However, she couldn't grasp the falsehood, and the reality was too cruel.

Hou Tu went crazy, he looked up to the sky and wept blood, his teary eyes were no longer tears, but blood.

"God, can't we be sanctified if we don't become saints? I beg you to give me back my brother and brother and my people."

Houtu spoke weakly, and slowly passed out.

Not far away, Nuwa bit her red lips lightly when she saw this, feeling very sad.

It was off-screen, Li Fei, who had been staying out of things all the time, saw that Houtu had become a poor child who had no home and loved ones.

People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless, Li Fei cried.

When I came to Honghuang, I was moved and cried for the first time.

Houtu, so helpless.

"Old Taoist priest, take me to see Houtu." Li Fei said solemnly.

Since Nuwa rescued Houtu, Hongjun can figure out that Houtu has a great chance, but he doesn't know where the chance is.

With a flick of his sleeves, Li Fei appeared in the middle of the endless ocean, on the grass.

Hou Tu was asleep, talking in his sleep: "No, you come back, we are not sanctified, it's not fun at all..."

Li Fei looked at the mother of the earth with distress, only now did he realize that mythical figures have endless legends in later generations.

They are omnipotent and desirable.

When he really saw the people in front of him, Li Fei realized that they also needed to go through too much.

In order to become reincarnated in the later soil, one needs to experience the fate of all members of the clan being killed and injured, and relatives and descendants dying!

This is not good!
Li Fei asked himself, if he needs to experience this in order to become an existence admired by future generations, then he is not willing!
The price is too high.

"Kill, you took away my relatives, I want to kill all of you! Monster clan, I want to kill all the monster clans in the world!"

Suddenly, Houtu, who was immersed in grief, woke up with a rage.

The world was instantly filled with heart-shattering anger, and all mortals lay on the ground with their heads in their hands, terrified!
Feeling Li Fei up close, I was shocked.

What the hell!

I was careless, no flash!

Li Fei sighed, fortunately, there was a lotus lamp to protect me, otherwise, this hostility would definitely vaporize me, so dangerous, so dangerous!

"Senior? Senior!"

Houtu's eyes were clogged with blood, but it did not prevent her from seeing everything.

The moment she saw Li Fei, she was like a drowning child grabbing at straws.

"Senior, save us, you are beyond powerful, you will definitely help me."

After finishing speaking, she let go of Li Fei's trousers, knelt down and kowtowed.

Li Fei sighed and asked her to get up.

The stubborn Houtu refused to let go of this last ray of hope, and still knelt down.

Li Fei had no choice but to form a good relationship with Empress Houtu.

Said: "If you want to save them, you have to let go of your hatred first.

Hatred will only blind your eyes, it will affect you and make you lose your best judgment. "

Hearing this, Hou Tu showed a smile on his sad and withered cheeks.

Are the words of the seniors saying that brothers and brothers, clansmen, there is still help!

She took a deep breath, relying on her talent, forcibly within three breaths, she saw through the hatred.

A pair of blood eyes recovered and became clear and transparent.

Among them, desire, longing, expectation and respect flow.

"Yes! Following the teachings of my predecessors, I have let go of my hatred for the Yaozu!

Seniors, please take pity on the descendants, and revive my relatives and juniors! "

Li Feizhi nodded, this joint eye, I suddenly want to praise you, what's the matter with changing your face faster than Sichuan.

Li Fei stopped thinking and coughed twice.

Seriously said: "Everything is predetermined, have you ever seen the reappearance of the lost prehistoric creatures?"

Houtu tremblingly said: "No...no. But, you are a senior, you know everything and can do anything, you can do it."

Li Fei held back his energy and looked up to the sky, as if he was looking at Hongjun, Sanqing and others.

Is that how you see me too?

Alas, but I'm just an ordinary time traveler, in fact, I'm too weak.

Bu Zhoushan, Hongjun and Sanqing were also watching, comprehending Li Fei's words and deeds.

Li Fei then looked seriously at Houtu's begging eyes, feeling a pang of grief in his heart, "Houtu, do you still remember the two words I told you?"

Hou Tu was stunned, his eyes were empty, flashing memories.

Reminds me of the lively scene of having dinner together in the dojo world.

"Houtu, come here, I'll send you a few words."

"Ahem, I already know about the matter between you and the Yaozu.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are destined to be robbed, I suggest you go to Hongjun and see what he has to say. "

"Also, I personally send you two words, hello Shengpinwu.

These two words are: reincarnation. "

Hou Tu recalled Li Fei's words, and his body trembled violently.

Although she doesn't cultivate the primordial spirit, she is the most talented among the ancestral witches, and she immediately figured out these three sentences.

Her eyes lit up suddenly, she connected with what Li Fei said just now, and then grasped the key point: "Reincarnation!"

"Senior, what do you mean?"

Li Feizhi nodded, it seems that Houtu has realized it!

"Similar flowers, withered, fall into mud to protect the roots.

In the next year, the same flower blooms again, is this flower the other flower? "

After Li Fei finished speaking, he threw down a safflower, which Nuwa said was the Bana flower.

He brought it and sent it to Houtu.

What he said was well thought out and full of pretense.

"Nuwa, let's go."

Seeing that Houtu was attracted by his words and the Bianhua, he knew that she was enlightening, and it was time to leave.

Nuwa appeared from the void, looked up at the big holes, and said, "I also understand why Brother Li said that I like to sew and mend."

The two left.

Hou Tu stared deeply at the red Bana flowers on the grass.

Blossom.

In the coming year, the flowers will bloom and fall again.

so repeatedly.

Bianhua seems to have never changed from birth to death.

However, when the flowers fell, Houtu could clearly feel its extinction.

With such a living being, it is impossible to be reborn.

However, the newly born Hua Na Sheng Ji is breaking this law.

"Senior said, have you ever seen a prehistoric creature die and reappear?"

Houtu's mind roared, and countless witch clans such as Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Xingtian, Kuafu, etc. who died in the battle emerged in his mind, and even monster clans such as Dijun and Donghuang appeared.

"Perhaps, you can come back again!"

After realizing this, Houtu exudes a pure white airflow all over her body, making her extremely sacred.

This scene shocked Hongjun and Sanqing.

"Housus her?" Yuan Shi wondered.

Hongjun realized the Tao so deeply, he thought of reincarnation all of a sudden, and couldn't help nodding his head with joy.

"What a reincarnation, Houtu is worthy of being the person with a great chance that Brother Dao is looking for.

Make a definite number! "

Sanqing still didn't understand until Houtu traveled all over the land of the world and got used to seeing life and death.

Looking up to the sky, he said: "My ancestor, the witch, Houtu, now complements the way of heaven, and is willing to use his body to transform into reincarnation, so that the dead can be reborn!"

With one word, the prehistoric world trembled.

The Houtu disappeared, and the Underworld appeared.

There are infinite merits from heaven, and Houtu is comparable to a saint in the underworld, but she is so enlightened that she doesn't seem to care about these merits.

Only the sound transmission was sent to Nu Wa, thanks to Li Fei for his guidance.

"Senior, I have found the dead souls of Hong Huang, and pulled them into reincarnation from chaos.

Thank you for your kindness, senior, for your kindness. "

Li Fei, who was helping Nu Wa to find the five-color stone, smiled with his mouth open, like a leather shoe with a broken thread.

It's done, this pretense is done!