Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

By the lake, Houtu, one of the twelve ancestral witches, stood by the water in a daze, but he did not hit the fish with stones like in the past.

Even among the twelve ancestral witches, no one can match Hou Tu in terms of physical toughness and strength.

But you can't tell it at all just by looking at his appearance. Compared to the other ancestral witches, Hou Tu gives off a soft and weak impression.

The clear figure was reflected in the water, and her brows were slightly furrowed.

In this battle, both sides had the tendency to fight to the death, and the fight turned upside down.

The Wu Clan has always been at an advantage, but there are internal problems within the Wu Clan, which makes the Wu Clan itself lose its way out.

Are we going to let the Witch Clan be buried with the Monster Clan?

Hou Tu was full of worries. In the battle between the Witch Clan and the Monster Clan, the Witch Clan would definitely win. Hou Tu had no doubt about this.

But what if we win? Still unable to continue the path forward of the Witch Clan.

He sat down on the bluestone by the lake, looked at the calm water surface, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to pick up the stones and threw them into the water, crushing a reflection.

In fact, Hou Tu always felt that he had grasped something vaguely, but it always disappeared in the blink of an eye, unable to find its place.

As a witch clan, communicating with the earth is her innate talent. She doesn't even need to be in tune with the earth like the Qilin clan of the earth.

To her, this is a matter of course.

The Wu Clan even believes that all things are animistic and has the ability to communicate with all spirits.

In this regard, Houtu is particularly outstanding.

Now that he is cultivating the path of Yuanshen, his sense of the great avenues between heaven and earth may not be as sensitive as the innate sacredness, but his sense of everything in the world itself is beyond the reach of ordinary people with great supernatural powers.

And unlike others, what she senses is not the avenue of heaven and earth flowing between all things, but the spirit of all things themselves.

Whenever his spiritual consciousness is empty, Hou Tu can always sense the countless resentments surging on the earth, which are the remaining souls of living beings that have not dissipated.

Endless, filling the world.

She felt the emotions of various living beings from it, and they never dissipated with her death, which was no different from obsession.

Among them, negative emotions and residual thoughts account for the majority, such as unwillingness, resentment, regret, fear, thoughts of murder...

All kinds of emotions were transmitted through the induction of the earth, making Hou Tu frown and remain silent.

The war swept across the wilderness, and for all spirits, it was a catastrophe that would destroy the world.

I don’t know how many innocent souls were affected without realizing it.

Although for the Witch Clan, all spirits are only divided into two types: blood-eating and non-blood-eating, and all living beings are equal.

But hunting is a matter of course, the most basic law of nature.

They take hunting for granted, but they do not admire killing.

Even because he has the ability to sense all spirits, he is not very interested in killing other than hunting.

At this time, the two tribes were fighting, and the innocent casualties were more than the lives of the two tribes who died in the battle.

At this time, Hou Tu remembered the time when she entered Qingqiu. She wanted to ask Qing Xuan about the way forward for the Wu clan, but they couldn't find the right way.

There was one thing that Qingxuan had never noticed. In his impression, this Hou Tu Zusha looked delicate, but was actually violent.

So he never thought that Hou Tu was quite sensitive to people's hearts, and he was even more thoughtful than he expected.

At that time, Hou Tu vaguely noticed that Qing Xuan was hesitant about her question, and in the end he did not give a clear answer.

It was just a random reminder, I don’t know why I was worried.

In fact, Hou Tu also thought about going to Zixiao Palace to inquire with Daozu Hongjun, but he was not able to get in.

The way forward for the Wu Clan is to either change the rules of heaven and earth to cater to the Wu Clan, or the Wu Clan change themselves to integrate into the world.

The former is impossible for the Wu clan to do, at least Houtu doesn't have much idea about it, and the latter...

"If you only look for the path for the Witch Clan, there will be no way forward for the Witch Clan. The world is vast. If you want to find the path of a saint, you need to look at the world. If you only limit yourself to one thing and one thing, the path to sainthood will not be achieved."

This was Qingxuan's answer when Hou Tu asked about the way of becoming a saint.

If I become a saint, can I change the fate of the Witch Clan? Qingxuan neither affirmed nor denied.

When he and Dao Ancestor Hongjun asked about the way of saints and whether ancestral witches could be saints, Dao Ancestor Hongjun did not directly deny it.

It's just the road to sainthood. Di Jun and others have been searching for it so far, but they still haven't found the opportunity to become a saint. How can it be easy?

Hou Tu naturally also wanted to find the opportunity to become a saint. Maybe if he achieved the status of a saint, he could do something for the Wu clan and change the fate of the Wu clan.

"Not limited to the Wu Clan... focus on the world..."

Hou Tu's mind is sensing all things in the world, and silently, the rhythm of the Tao flows, and the meaning of the Tao permeates the air.

Her spiritual thoughts extend along the ancient land, extending endlessly, like the end of destiny.

Everything that happened on the ancient land was reflected in the induction at this moment, and the emotions of all spirits followed it, seeming to have a tendency to drown them.

Hou Tu frowned, but after a slight hesitation, he actually let go of his thoughts, allowing the mixed thoughts of all spirits to surge in, sensing the nature of all the creatures among them.

She sat quietly by the lake, looking for the chance to be a saint from the beginning, but gradually forgot about it.

She "personally" witnessed the thoughts of all souls and resonated with the nature of all souls. Washed by the endless thoughts of living creatures, she forgot her original purpose.

The delicate woman sits alone, her breath spreading between heaven and earth, as if she is integrated with heaven and earth and connected to all things.

She is both heaven and earth and all spirits.

Various emotions belonging to living beings quickly appeared on his face, and his expression changed as if he was feeling the same thing.

This sitting time lasts for hundreds of years, which is not a long time for ordinary people with great supernatural powers, but is not a short time for the witch clan who do not like to practice meditation.

Hou Tu had long forgotten his original purpose of seeking sainthood. Instead, he fell into silence after "witnessing" the endless thoughts of living beings.

Read the nature of all living beings to know their feelings.

Unknowingly, the aura on Hou Tu's body changed a bit.

Outside the sky, Qingxuan, who had originally set his sights here, had a slight movement in his mind. He noticed this change, and he even saw what Hou Tu had done at a glance.

She turned around and glanced at Qinglian beside her. Qinglian frowned, thoughtfully.

However, Qingxuan secretly shook his head, this method had no effect on Qinglian.

Hou Tu is an ancestral shaman, and his strength lies in his body as an ancestral shaman. His innate holiness is due to his extraordinary Tao nature, and he is born with a shortcut.

Hou Tu can observe the thoughts of all spirits and understand the emotions of all things, that is, "human nature", but Qing Lian cannot do this. He only observes, because his Tao nature is strong and he cannot empathize.

Hou Tu observes its nature, but they can only observe its way.

It is difficult to understand human nature through this.

After informing Hongjun and others, Qingxuan left here alone.

At the lakeside, a man in green clothes appeared here. Looking at the figure of a woman sitting alone on the bluestone, Qingxuan's eyes were slightly complicated.