Prehistoric: Traveling through Fuxi and opening up the mythical Da Luofa

It would indeed be a good thing if he could become a Taoist couple with his elder brother.

I just hope that the little girl can seize this opportunity.

Thinking of their younger sister's appearance of not caring about their relationship, they had a headache.

Xuan Ming's eyes were deep and deep in thought.

After a while, she said suddenly.

"My little sister is like this, I'm quite envious."

Under the astonished eyes of others, she covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

"There is no way, judging from the cultivation base of the eldest brother, it is not a disadvantage no matter what."

Fuxi didn't know the slightest bit about the discussions among the ancestral witches in the Wu tribe's land.

Although it has the ability to penetrate the heavens and penetrate the earth, it does not pay attention to it all the time.

It was Fuxi's long-awaited decision to take Houtu on a tour of the prehistoric times.

If it is not counted that the spiritual consciousness is wiped out, the underworld cannot come out.

This establishment of reincarnation is actually a great opportunity for Houtu!

Fuxi had already made plans for what happened next.

But now, I just want Houtu to feel more enlightened.

So in the following years, Fuxi took Houtu all over the prehistoric.

When he really traveled to the prehistoric world, Hou Tu realized that there were still many things he didn't realize about the prehistoric world.

The weak monster died in the mouth of a stronger monster, and the stronger monster was regarded as rations by the stronger monster.

Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp.

This law of the jungle is the most basic law of the outside world.

This is what Houtu saw at the beginning.

The cub was abandoned by its mother in the wilderness because of its frail body.

The vulture heard the news and came to watch the cub go to death.

Before dying, the light in the eyes of the cub never went out.

That is the light that wants to live, full of hope!

At the moment of death, the light in its eyes went out, and the soul floated out, and quickly dissipated between the heaven and the earth because it had nowhere to go.

Seeing this scene, and others like it, had sadness in its eyes.

Then, Fuxi took Houtu to the place where the spiritually enlightened race was.

There, Houtu saw more.

Not all races in this world are long-lived species.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are already commonplace in some races.

When I saw the souls floating out of their bodies, some of them dissipated directly because of their weakness, and some of them wandered blankly in the world because they still had enough strength.

Houtu just felt that she seemed to be about to know what the deep feeling was?

As she continued to travel in the prehistoric and enlightened, her stagnant cultivation base also began to grow rapidly.

Quasi-Saint period!

This is Houtu's current cultivation base!

In the current predicament, it is rare to find a few people whose cultivation base is in the late quasi-sage period.

And with the changes in Houtu's cultivation, her temperament is also changing.

No matter how gentle his nature was, he still had that inexplicable aura that he was Zu Wu.

But now, if those ancestral witches came to see them, they might not be able to recognize Houtu for a while.

There was a look of pity on his face, and although the corners of his lips were raised, it only made people feel the urge to shed tears.

That pair of autumn-like eyes contained too many things that ordinary people could not understand.

White wandering spirits are floating on the earth.

Through the river, over the mountains, through the forest.

Then on the plain, in front of a flower, it turned into dots of fluorescent light and scattered.

Houtu watched the scene quietly, and after a long time, he spoke.

"I saw the smile he showed before disappearing."

Fuxi didn't speak, but continued to listen.

"Brother, why do I think it shouldn't be like this?"

Houtu looked blank, and muttered in his mouth.

"The soul should not dissipate on the spot after death, nor should it wander aimlessly on this earth."

"This world should not be so dead and silent."

That layer of film is already within reach, but Hou Tu cannot touch it after all.

She turned her head and looked at Fuxi pleadingly.

"Brother, please tell me, why is this?"

Fuxi sighed heavily, and said with a serious face.

"Do you know what will happen to you once you understand what it is?"

Houtu lowered his head and pursed his lips into a smile, looking at the vast prehistoric land.

The wandering soul is howling, and the soul has nowhere to return.

She nodded firmly and said.

"I know, I feel all of that."

Even if the spiritual light is wiped out, there will be no such person in this world as a descendant from now on!

From Houtu's eyes, Fuxi saw this.

This is the path chosen by Houtu.

It was Hou Tu, who was destined to walk on the road.

Chao Wen Dao Xi can die!

After reading those resolute Fuxi, he suddenly smiled.

Maybe that's why, this reincarnation can only let Houtu come to stand, right?

This is Houtu's choice and her way.

Fuxi sighed lightly and said.

"Where do you think this creature should go after death?"

Chapter 112 Nether Sea of ​​Blood

"Where should a living being be after death?"

Hou Tu was stunned, and a little spiritual light flickered in his mind.

She thought of the wandering souls wandering in the prehistoric land, of the dots of fluorescence dissipating between the sky and the earth, and of that smile.

Houtu's eyes kept flickering, and that bit of spiritual light kept amplifying in her mind.

"When a living being dies, it becomes a ghost."

"The ghost should go to reincarnation!"

That bit of aura exploded, and Houtu's eyes burst into extremely bright light.

She has already found the avenue that should belong to her!

Fuxi nodded and praised.

"Goodness is goodness."

At this moment, Houtu has bloomed endless brilliance, she said to Fuxi.

"Brother, I have made it clear what I should do, please help me!"

This reincarnation shouldn't be on this prehistoric land, it needs to find a suitable place.

Fuxi took Houtu to the deepest sea of ​​blood in the wild!

To enter this nether sea of ​​blood, one must first pass through that hell and yellow spring.

After passing through the invisible and intangible boundary, Fuxi and Houtu have already arrived at the side of the hell and yellow spring.

The vast water of the underworld flows wantonly here, and as long as the creatures from the outside world are contaminated with a little bit, they will be completely wiped out by the eroded Taoism.

If there is too much contamination, even the physical body will not be able to survive.

Therefore, the many creatures in the wilderness have no interest in this hell and Huangquan.

Coming here, Houtu felt his heart beating faster and faster.

The two of them didn't stay long, and went directly to the deep sea of ​​blood.

This Nether Blood Sea is the gathering place of the most filthy things in the world. It can be said that it exists completely opposite to the outside environment. No matter how high a person's cultivation level is, they will feel a kind of disgust from the physiology when they come here.

There is also a saying about this ghost blood sea.

It is said that after the Great God Pangu opened up the world and transformed into the prehistoric world, a ball of dirty blood fell from his body and turned into this ghostly sea of ​​blood.

And in that dirty blood, there was a placenta conceived in it, which was the ancestor of Minghe.

This Patriarch Minghe is not a simple person either, holding Yuan Tu, two swords of Abi, and the twelve-grade fire red lotus to accompany him.

The great supernatural powers he cultivated are those 8000 million blood god sons, who claim that the sea of ​​blood will never dry up and the river of darkness will never die.

Create the Asura clan and take charge of the Asura religion.There are four demon kings Zizai Tianboxun, Brahma, Lust, Shiva, four demon generals Indra, Vishnu, Lutoro, ghost mother, Tianfei Umo and 72 Princess Asura.

Although the ancestor Styx became a joke in this prehistoric world because he imitated Nuwa to create human beings and imitated saints to establish religion.

But Patriarch Styx's own strength cannot be underestimated!

Coming to this Nether Blood Sea, the feeling in Hou Tuna's heart became stronger and stronger.

Fuxi didn't hold back his momentum, just to let the owner of this place come out.

It didn't make Fuxi and Houtu wait too long.

In the sea of ​​blood, a figure sprang out soon.

This person was wearing a Taoist robe, and the two killing treasures were suspended behind his back, and he came here with his feet on the fire red lotus.

It was the Patriarch Styx in the Nether Blood Sea.

Seeing Fuxi, he hurriedly bowed and said.

"I met Senior Fuxi."

"I've seen fellow Taoist Houtu."

The attitude of the ancestor Styx is quite polite.

Hou Tu was in a trance, almost thinking that this Nether Blood Sea should not be the Nether Blood Sea, but Nabu Zhou Mountain.

The attitude of the ancestor Styx is so polite, of course it is justifiable.

When Fuxi raised his hand in the past, the Zhoutian star formation that the Yaozu was so proud of was shattered.

In a few words, Taoist Daoist Na Hongjun retreated back to Zixiao Palace in defeat.

These were all seen by the ancestor Styx with his own eyes!

It's not like he hasn't experienced the strength of the saint himself!

And at this moment, from Fuxi's body, Styx felt a more suffocating sense of oppression than the two Western Saints!