Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Before he could finish speaking, the cold voice sounded again.

"Come and see me at the Palace of Pingxin!"

Xuan Chengzi breathed a sigh of relief, and respectfully said: "I obey the order! It's just that I don't know where the Palace of Peaceful Heart is, so I ask my uncle to guide me."

Before the words fell, there was a deep feeling in his heart.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Xuan Chengzi thanked, glanced at the warriors of the Wu clan, and then put away many spirit treasures, and a twelfth-grade karma red lotus appeared under his feet and walked towards the sensed direction at a high speed.

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In the majestic and majestic Taoist Palace, Madam Pingxin... no, it is the ancestor witch of Houtu sitting on the cloud bed, but her expression is not calm.

After incarnating in reincarnation, she has indeed attained the authentic holy position and became a saint, but she has also been subject to the tunnel since then because she incarnated in reincarnation to complete the rules of the tunnel.

Under normal circumstances, she cannot leave the underworld.

At least until the tunnel is stable, she can't leave.

It was also for this reason that she could only watch her brothers die in battle during the Lich War.

She is clearly a saint, but there is nothing she can do about it!

This made her fall into infinite remorse and unwillingness. If she hadn't reincarnated in the first place, the result would have been different.

During these Yuanhuis, she repeated the catastrophe time and time again.

But every time, it was a dead move.

No matter how she tosses and turns, she cannot escape the end that all the ancestors and witches will perish in the end.

The only way for her to go is to prove to be a true saint!

Otherwise, her fate would be to fall into the catastrophe like other ancestor witches.

"Ugh!"

The sigh echoed in the Dao Palace.

Advance also lose, retreat also lose.

In the end, he can only be trapped in the underworld, separated from the world forever.

At least it can provide a shelter for the remaining Wu Clan... Maybe we can go further in the future so that they can return to the prehistoric one day.

Of course, this is bound to be difficult.

Even she can only lay out the layout carefully.

"Xuanjiao Xuan Chengzi asks to see Master Uncle!"

The familiar voice came from outside the hall, Hou Tu subconsciously frowned.

The scene she has deduced the most these years is the scene of incarnation and reincarnation.

Although she also knew that no matter whether Xuan Chengzi intervened or not, she would eventually go on this path, but she still had a feeling similar to venting anger towards him.

At this time, after Xu Shi hadn't waited for a long time to respond, Xuan Chengzi's voice sounded again.

"Uncle, can the disciple come in?"

Houtu took a deep breath to calm down his complicated emotions. With a slight movement of his thoughts, the thick and wide palace gates suddenly parted to both sides.

Seeing that the palace door finally opened, Xuan Chengzi was a little afraid to go in.

He subconsciously wanted to release his divine sense to see if there was a group of swordsmen ambushing in the temple...

Just kidding, I really want to do something to him, there is no need to ambush him.

Comforting himself like this, Xuan Chengzi took a deep breath and walked into the hall.

What I saw was an empty hall, except for a cloud bed, there was nothing else.

The inside of the hall is as dark as the outside, but of course this will not affect Xuan Chengzi's ability to see clearly the saintly lady whom he has not seen for a long time.

At this moment, Empress Houtu was sitting on the cloud bed, looking at him peacefully.

"Disciple pays homage to Master Uncle, may Master Uncle live without bounds."

Xuan Chengzi bowed respectfully, and then dared to look up at Empress Houtu.

I saw that she was wearing an apricot-yellow toga, but she still couldn't hide her slender figure. Her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, soft and smooth like a black waterfall.

There is a faint fragrance in the quiet hall, like a delicate flower blooming in the darkness.

"What did you mean when you said that the warriors of the Wu tribe would be slaughtered?"

Empress Hou Tu stared at Xuan Chengzi, with a dangerous glint in her eyes, "Are you threatening me? If I don't invite you, you will kill all directions in the underworld, right?"

"Disciple dare not!"

Xuan Chengzi quickly bowed and said, "Uncle Master misunderstood. What I mean by this disciple is a massacre that these Wu clan warriors will encounter in the future."

He didn't dare to let it go, and continued: "The disciple found a witch in the Jiuli tribe in the northern part of Nanfangbuzhou, who was pregnant with Liujia, and the child she was carrying had great luck.

The lifespan of witch people is much longer than that of ordinary humans, and the growth cycle is correspondingly longer.About 200 years later, that child will be at his prime, and he will be a strong contender for the Emperor.

If my guess is correct, the great luck on him should be the remaining luck of the Wu clan, right?

Do you want to help him prove the human emperor's Dao fruit, let him serve as the link between the human race and the witch race, and realize the mutual luck of the two races, so that one is prosperous and the other is damaged? "

Hou Tu glanced at him, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"With just an unborn child, you can guess so many things?"

Who let us have the memory of future generations?

Xuan Chengzi smiled slightly, "The disciple is good at pinching his fingers and doing magic calculations, so he can do some calculations."

"Oh~"

Empress Hou Tu chuckled, "Then, have you calculated your fortune today by pinching your fingers? Is it good luck, good luck, or great luck?"

Xuan Chengzi: (°ー°〃)

I feel like you're humiliating me, but I have no proof.

Chapter 289 Cutting first and playing later, the saints give permission!

A sage knows everything in a single thought, and no one can lie to a sage except another sage.

A saint can step on the long river of time and look at the past and future, unless a saint takes action to cover a certain period of time in advance.

A sage can calculate the secrets of the sky and make arrangements in advance so that the future will develop as he expects... unless other sages take action!

……

Although Xuan Chengzi is not a saint, he has enough knowledge and understanding of saints.

He knew that it was impossible for him to hide the truth from Empress Dowager, and he also knew that the other party was warning him about "finger pinching magic calculation"-how can I, a saint, not know whether your finger pinching magic calculation is accurate?

If you are sensible, tell the truth!

otherwise……

Even if I don't really do anything to you for Sanqing's face today, a little flesh and blood pain is still indispensable!

It seems that this empress still harbors grudges about what happened back then.

Thinking of this, Xuan Chengzi said sternly: "I came here today with sincerity, and I want to discuss with you, uncle, what the Wu Clan should do in the future... If you think it is unnecessary, then I will resign."

As he spoke, he bowed respectfully and walked backwards towards the gate of the palace.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Don't leave me?

Xuan Chengzi believes that his words definitely have enough weight, as long as Empress Houtu really has the idea of ​​letting the Wu Clan reappear in the wild, then she shouldn't let herself leave like this...

With such thoughts in mind, Xuan Chengzi retreated all the way to the gate of the hall without waiting for a "stay", which put him in a neither awkward nor embarrassing situation.

Did you guess wrong?

Wasn't the child of the Jiuli Tribe with great luck the work of Empress Houtu?

Let it go, I came here with sincerity, and I wanted to repay the karma of the merits and virtues that I shared back then, but since people don't want to accept it, then I can do whatever I want.

Just when he was about to leave, the dark hall suddenly lit up.

this moment.

Yuchen's essence condensed into mist.

Qingyun Ziyan turns into flowers.

Yuhui Yaohuan, Jin Yingliuzhen, Jiehua Hanxiu, Bao Ning Lishen.

The good fortune bell is beautiful, and the merits and virtues hang down for nine days.

The Taoist palace standing in front of Xuan Chengzi's eyes is no longer the dark and simple one, but has become surrounded by precious brilliance, sacred and extraordinary, with strands of Taoism overflowing and condensing into a thick authentic holy brilliance... …

Xuan Chengzi breathed a sigh of relief.

This is like a saint dojo.

It looked like a demon hall and a hall of demons before, and it couldn't even compare to the ordinary cave.

Even if it's in the Netherworld, there's no need to make your own Dao Palace so gloomy, right?

He took a deep breath, stood outside the door and bowed respectfully, "Xuanjiao Xuan Chengzi pays homage to Empress Pingxin, and may her longevity be boundless!"

A gentle voice came from the hall of Dao Palace, "Nephew, you don't have to be polite, come in and talk."

"Thank you madam!"

Xuan Chengzi thanked him respectfully, and then re-entered the hall step by step, keeping his eyes on the whole time.

When he came to a place that was not too far away, he stopped and bowed again, "I would like to report to your empress, this disciple has something important to report."

While speaking, he took the opportunity to look up and look forward.

I saw Lady Pingxin sitting on the cloud bed wearing a black toga, her beautiful face was neither happy nor sad, and she looked at Xuan Chengzi calmly, not as complicated as before. mood.

"But for the Jiuli Tribe's intention to compete for the Human Emperor Daoguo?"

Empress Pingxin asked lightly.

Xuan Chengzi nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "It is for this matter, I wonder what the empress is planning?"

Empress Pingxin pondered for a while, and asked back: "What is the master nephew's plan for this?"

This is an army against the general!

But it's better than that Empress Dowager who refused to communicate.

Xuan Chengzi also breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he is willing to communicate, that's his home field!

At that moment, he said unceremoniously: "The end of the Wu Clan is determined by God, and this intention to return to the prehistoric is already a disgrace to the world. If it is not for the consideration that there may be your will behind it, the disciple has already taken action to advance this possibility." kill!

The disciple entered the underworld this time because he also wanted to ask your empress in person, is this a plan of your empress?If yes, to what extent do you intend to achieve it?

Only by knowing these things can a disciple make a decision. "

The meaning in his words is very straightforward - after discovering the problem, he didn't take action immediately, it was all for your face.As for whether to make a move in the future, it depends on how you plan.

Looking at the prehistoric world, there are probably not many people who dare to talk to the saint like that.

But Xuan Chengzi does have the confidence and the qualifications.

Not only because of the three teachers behind him, but more because he is the most holy immortal master respected by the human race, and the protector of the human race appointed by the saint Nu Wa.

On the issue of the human race, he has ample say.

He is qualified enough to intervene in any plans against the human race.

The ball was pushed back to Empress Pingxin.

She frowned slightly, as if Xuan Chengzi's words made her feel troublesome.

She pondered for a while, then sighed softly: "Fellow Daoist Tu mentioned this to me afterward, she just wanted the Wu Clan to see the light of day again, and once again walk on the prehistoric land openly and aboveboard."

Xuan Chengzi nodded, and said seriously: "The witch clan was conceived by the heaven and the earth, and they should indeed live in the wild world, not in this dark underworld. If it's just like this, then the disciple has no objection, but It is impossible for the disciples to stand idly by in the fight for the Human Sovereign Dao Fruit."