A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Meng Po is a trace of divine consciousness of Hou Tu Niangniang.

Things that caught her attention were certainly of great importance.

His wrinkled face showed a rare solemnity. His tone was no longer playful as usual: "The Qilin is hunting the first generation of gods."

Yin Lezhan was killed by a divine beast while protecting Yu Shun, and his body was not intact.

Faced with the invasion of the gods, he gnashed his teeth in hatred.

Hearing Meng Po's words, he felt extremely happy: "Good kill! The gods are selfish and kill innocent people indiscriminately. I only regret that I am weak and can't kill a few more of those bastards!"

He was chased by the Demon Cult and had no way to go up to heaven or enter the earth. Although Yu Shun's mind was not broad enough, he cared about the world. He put an end to the Demon Cult and ended Yin Lezhan's life of escape. It also gave him a stage to display his talents.

Just when life was starting to get better, the invasion of the gods destroyed everything.

How could Yin Lezhan not hate?

Meng Po cast a sympathetic look at him and shook her head slowly: "Well done for killing him? What if I told you that the Qilin was the mastermind behind the invasion of the lower world by the gods?"

"Ah? This..."

Yin Lezhan was suddenly speechless. His expression became extremely wonderful.

Meng Po's tone revealed a calmness that showed she was indifferent to everything: "People, the more you get, the harder it is to let go. You will be able to let go after dying a few more times."

After a pause, he denied what he had just said: "No, every time you reincarnate, your memory will be erased. No matter how many times you die, it's all fresh. But if you take charge of Fengdu, you will be spared the pain of reincarnation in the future."

Jiang Yu didn't respond.

The scene of his battle with Jiang Chen is still vivid in his mind.

If Jianmu had not attacked his general, the grass on his grave would have been very tall.

He never wanted to experience the despair and powerlessness that the monster brought him again in his life.

At that time, the Qilin was still an empty shell without a soul. Instinct alone made it impossible for people to resist.

Jiang Yu wanted to stay away from anything related to the monster.

As a result, when he looked up, he happened to see Meng Po's half-smiley face. He couldn't help but feel guilty: "Mother-in-law, don't you want me to die?"

Even as he asked this, his ominous feeling grew stronger.

Sure enough, Meng Po spread her hands and said, "We are so familiar with each other. Don't worry, even if you die, I will arrange for you to be reborn into a good family."

Jiang Yu was completely furious. He jumped up and shouted, "That's a 犼! Although it looks like a dog, it's not a dog! Even the saints can't do anything to it, am I going to deliver dog food?"

Yin Lezhan had never seen Jiang Yu so hysterical.

He reached out and poked his ribs, and asked curiously, "Is the 犮 very powerful?"

Jiang Yu rolled his eyes at him in annoyance, and said in a somewhat exasperated tone: "The Hou is the skull of the great god Pangu. It is the kind that is immortal. The true dragon, one of the three great beasts of the ancient times, declined because of the Hou's love of eating dragon brains. The saints joined forces but couldn't kill it. It was only at a great cost that Nuwa and Fuxi barely managed to seal it. Don't you think it's amazing?"

"Ah?" Yin Lezhan felt like he was listening to a story.

No! This is even more outrageous than the story.

It was completely beyond his imagination.

But Meng Po's next words once again refreshed his understanding: "Nuwa and Fuxi sealed the Qilin at the cost of their lives. It's just that the news of their deaths was concealed by the Wu Clan. Nuwa and Fuxi entered reincarnation and grew rapidly in a secret realm. You see, death is actually not scary. Twenty thousand years later, he will be a hero again."

She said this with some reservations.

In order to trap the monster, Nuwa and Fuxi used their own flesh and blood to create a sealed space.

However, even such a space was transformed into a corpse world by the monster, and became a breeding ground for zombies.

If Meng Po told the whole truth, Jiang Yu would definitely quit and run away.

His strength compared to that of Nuwa and her husband is like that of a firefly compared to the bright moon.

The reason why he had trouble with Huo was because one of Huo's soul was attached to Nüba.

But what does it have to do with him now?

There's no need to make yourself unhappy.

Jiang Yu put on a helpless look: "I can't even avoid this pervert, how can I take the initiative to find it? Before it went to the God Realm, it threatened me. If it wasn't for its lack of two souls, I'm afraid there would be no place for me in this world."

After saying this, he put his hands together and flattered Meng Po: "Grandma, you are a saint. Even you can't do anything about it. You should ask someone else for help."

Meng Po looked at Jiang Yu sarcastically and told him a fact that made him even more desperate: "Hou and E Kui have merged. E Kui is an extremely evil person, and his energy is perfectly matched with Hou. Not only that, it also devoured Ji Du's extremely evil and miserable phases, replacing the two missing souls. I think, whether it is Hou or E Kui, they should want to kill you, right?"

"hiss……"

Even though Jiang Yu was in the state of a spirit now, he gasped in shock when he heard this: "Hou and Mokui merged? And they devoured Jidu's two incarnations? Then what am I supposed to do? Grandma, just arrange for me to reincarnate. No! Don't let me reincarnate, just let my soul fly away."

Jiang Yu was in a state of great confusion and he started to speak without restraint in front of Meng Po.

Meng Po had lived for countless years, so how could she not see his little thoughts: "You kid want to find a corner to spend the rest of your life?"

He smiled and nodded as he spoke.

But there was a chilling chill in his kind eyes.

Jiang Yu's expression froze, and he said with a forced smile, "Look at what you're saying. Isn't it everyone's wish to spend the rest of their lives in peace? Mother-in-law won't really let me and Qie fight a few times, will she? My weak little body can't change anything at all."

"Hmph! The world is gone, where else can you hide? Escape into the sea of ​​stars like the witches? What about your relatives and friends?" Meng Po narrowed her eyes, without any warmth.

Before Jiang Yu could respond, Yin Lezhan couldn't sit still anymore: "Grandma, what's going on? Why did the world end after a few gods died?"

He is a member of the human race with a pure and noble pedigree.

With the righteousness of race and the desire to save the world in mind, there are also relatives and friends who cannot be separated.

Meng Po sighed: "It's a long story!"

Jiang Yu also sighed. He sat down on the ground dejectedly and said helplessly, "It's been so long since we've wasted so much time. I don't mind listening to the story. Grandma, please stop keeping me in suspense."

Meng Po stamped her feet, and a black stone bench rose from the ground.

After sitting down, he did not speak immediately, but a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Yu and Yin Lezhan suppressed their anxiety and waited eagerly to hear the story.

After a long time, Meng Po finally revealed a shocking secret: "Pangu was a premature baby."

"What?"

Neither Jiang Yu nor Yin Lezhan had expected that Meng Po would use this sentence as the opening remark of the story.

What she called “a long story” was a bit too long.

Meng Po didn't care about their reactions at all. She said calmly, "Before Pangu was born, the universe was just a void. There was only a piece of land and two lives in the void. One of these lives was named Hu, and the other was named You."

If it were under normal circumstances, Jiang Yu would definitely shout out "So this is the origin of the big liar."

But he was in no mood for that at the moment.

Waiting quietly for what comes next.

Yin Lezhan asked tactfully, "What happened next?"

Meng Po saw someone answering the question and gave them an approving look: "One day, Huyou and You suddenly discovered that the land they were staying on was actually a living being. It was called 'Chaos'. Huyou knew that he was not alone and was overjoyed. But Chaos was like a huge, boundless placenta. Although it was a living being, it could not communicate with them. So Huyou discussed opening up seven orifices for Chaos."

Jiang Yu couldn't help but interrupted, "Once you get it, you're done, right?"

"Ok!"

Meng Po was like a kind old lady next door at this moment, and her tone was filled with endless vicissitudes: "Hu and You joined forces to open a hole in Hun Dun every day. As a result, on the seventh day, Hun Dun quickly became weak due to the leakage of his breath. He soon withered and died."

"The chaotic energy dissipated in all directions along the orifice, evolving into the boundless starry sky. Eventually, its body curled up into an egg, retaining its last breath. This egg gave birth to Pangu 180,000 years later."

"This... is a bit too far-fetched, right?" Jiang Yu would rather believe that Yin Lezhan was disguised as a sow.

Meng Po rolled her eyes at him in dissatisfaction. But she continued, "The process of Pangu creating the world is similar to the story that has been passed down. After separating the world, he exhausted the last ray of life left by the chaos. After Pangu died, his lust evolved into the demon clan, his facial features became the monster clan, his bones became the gods clan, and his essence and blood became the witch clan."

This time even Yin Lezhan couldn't help but interrupted, "What about the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin tribes? And the Rakshasas and Asuras, what did they turn into?"

"Hey……"

Meng Po sighed softly, "The three divine beasts are not native races. They were born from the chaotic energy that spread in the early days and wandered in the sea of ​​stars. Later, they discovered the world left by Pangu. They all wanted to take it for themselves. During the hundreds of thousands of years of fighting among the three races, both the God Race and the Witch Race could only endure silently. It was not until the three races declined that they finally had the day to rise. As for Rakshasas and Asuras... humph, they were just toys made by the Demon Race."

Hou Tu Niangniang was a powerful figure from the ancient times. Her few simple words concealed a magnificent history.

Jiang Yu had something on his mind. Although he was shocked, he still urged: "Tell me about the Qilin. Why did it kill the first generation of gods? How could it cause the world to collapse?"

Meng Po put away her reminiscence and pointed a few times.

Use light spots of different colors to construct the outline of a human figure in front of you.

"The world was created by Pangu. No matter what catastrophe occurs, the witch clan will not directly confront the gods. The death of the ancestors of witches has led to the decline of spiritual energy. But the gods still play a role in supporting the world. The world's aura has declined. If even the first generation of gods are completely destroyed, the world will disintegrate and collapse like a boneless person."

Meng Po has experienced too many disasters.

The world-destroying calamity seemed like a trivial matter in her mouth.

It seems that asking Jiang Yu to stop the monster is just to reduce the workload of reincarnation.

In fact, she still cares about the people.

Otherwise, he would not have had mercy on the dead souls of heaven and earth and used himself as a medium to transform into the path of reincarnation.

Jiang Yu swallowed his nonexistent saliva and asked with difficulty: "What is the purpose of doing this? What good will it get from destroying the world?"

Meng Po sighed softly: "The Qilin once sealed the demons for hundreds of thousands of years. It knows something about Pangu's past. I guess... it wants to re-evolve the world and become the new Pangu!"

"what?"

Jiang Yu had been hit too hard today, and his mind was a little confused. He asked numbly, "Why does my mother-in-law think I can stop this kind of perversion?"

Meng Po flicked her sharp fingernails and smiled sinisterly.

"I don't expect you to be able to stop the monster. I came to you only because I have no one else to turn to. How about this, I will teach you a magical power..."