On How to Perfectly Create the World

Hou Tu's intention was very clear, and with the idea of ​​not giving up any chance to block the way of heaven, Yi Lan began to seriously consider this issue.

Tiandao wants to balance the strength of the two clans so that they will lose out.Luo Hu could guess that there would be a saint in the Wu Clan, and so could Yi Lan.However, compared to the Demon Ancestor who could only hide in the sidelines and guess secretly, Yi Lan obviously had an advantage.

...At least he won't be the one to be shunned by the target.

Luo Hu: ... What nonsense are you talking about!

Suddenly remembering the future she saw when she unintentionally activated the talent of the gods, a vague light flashed in Yi Lan's mind.After repeated thinking, he finally set his target on the human race.

Nuwa became a saint because of creating a human being, and she was promoted to the holy position in one fell swoop with only seven levels of merit, which shows the depth of her merit.Now that the human race is in trouble because of the two Lich clans, these two clans already owe a huge karma.

Perhaps, Houtu's opportunity is precisely here.

The silver-haired boy asked thoughtfully: "Looking at this scene, what do you think?"

Houtu smiled wryly, and lowered his eyes sadly: "I can't bear it, I want to do something for them, but it is related to the continuation of the witch clan, and I can't stop it in the end. But, listening to the complaints of those dead souls day and night, I... ..."

Revenant...

With azure eyes narrowed slightly, Yilan seriously recalled how those souls were placed in the world of Chaos and Yahweh, perhaps this is the opportunity of Houtu.

In the world of Chaos, Tartarus' Netherland accepted them, and the god of death brought the souls who had lost their lives to the Netherland to wait for reincarnation.However, Jehovah decides where souls go, either to heaven or to hell, according to whether they are good or bad.But most of the mediocre souls were reintroduced into reincarnation by him.

No matter which world it is, the place where the soul of the dead returns cannot escape a cycle of reincarnation.However, there is no concept of reincarnation in this prehistoric world?

Thinking about the time when the human race was born, Yi Lan guessed that it was probably because they appeared too late, and the prehistoric creatures did not have the concept of reincarnation.

Before that, one would either be cultivated and cut off, and start over; or one’s body would be destroyed and one would be reborn;

So... there is no theory of reincarnation in the prehistoric world.

After clarifying his thoughts, the silver-haired boy slightly curled his lips, which is the benefit of traveling to increase his knowledge.Perhaps, he already understood Houtu's mission.

God, you lost again this time.

... How about sending you a reincarnation in advance?

Tiandao (There is nothing to love in life): Stop it!The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals cannot be dismantled——

Yi Lan didn't care whether Tiandao really wanted to die or not, she said bluntly: "Go to the same place with me."

If you want to ask where there are the most souls in the prehistoric world besides the place where the monster clan refines the witch-slaying sword?

Bear the brunt of the nether world of blood.

The Shura clan created by ancestor Minghe is a new race created by him after verifying countless souls, and finally selected the soul of the human race as the main body, supplemented by the sea of ​​blood.The men of this family are as ugly as evil spirits, and the women look like gods.They are born without the ability to reproduce, and can only rely on the power of the Styx to give birth to new clansmen.

Among them, the soul of the human race after death is naturally indispensable.

Hou Tu followed Yi Lan to the Sea of ​​Blood. It is said that the Nether Blood Sea was transformed from the umbilical cord blood of the Great God Pan Gu, and it is also a place where countless filthy auras gather, which is very easy to attract souls.

Looking at the souls wandering around the sea of ​​blood, Hou Tu's eyes were blank, his mind was slightly touched and sank into some kind of thoughts.

"Houtu, do you know what is missing in this prehistoric world?" The young man's cold voice seemed to be floating from the sky, and Houtu unconsciously listened to his words, and followed the other's words involuntarily in his heart.

Missing... what?

She moved her gaze blankly, staring at the howling dead souls in a daze.

"The human race created by Nuwa is different from the cultivators who were born as immortals in the wilderness. They have a short lifespan, but they have strong reproductive power and rich emotions. They are not as forgetful as cultivators. Birth, old age, sickness and death are their life cycle. "Ilan said meaningfully.

Zuwu's pupils shrank suddenly, reincarnation... reincarnation!

In an instant, a tear fell from the corner of Houtu's eye, and she finally woke up completely.The brown-haired and brown-eyed Zu Wu covered his face with his hands, feeling unbearable grief in his heart.

What have they been doing all these years?

Without the slightest caution, he actually forgot the lessons learned by the three clans——

In the cycle of karma, the sins they committed to the human race will eventually reap the evil results born from it.If the human race was born not long after the three clans died out, the second clan of liches would definitely not reach out to them.However, it was too late for her to realize the horror of this fruit until today.

Hou Tu burst into tears, not only because of the guilt for those creatures who died innocently at the hands of the Wu Clan, but also because of his despair because he could not see the future of the Wu Clan.

Looking at the Zuwu who couldn't hide her despair, Yi Lan said calmly, "Are you going to give up, Houtu?"

give up?

No!How could this be so!

She raised her head abruptly, looked straight into the other person's eyes, and said with a look of indomitable determination, "Houtu is willing to sacrifice everything about himself, and begs fellow Taoists to point out the direction for Houtu!"

Feeling Houtu's determination to spare no expense, a hint of admiration flashed across his azure eyes. Houtu seemed gentle and kind, but he was also the most decisive person at critical moments.

"The way of heaven is damaged, and Hongjun made up for it with his body and way. Now the earth is full of lonely souls, and they have nowhere to go. Houtu, do you understand?" Looking at the appreciation, Yi Lan spoke very clearly , he rarely kindly pointed out the flaws, "The Wu clan does not have a soul, if you insist on doing this, it may be hard to be free in the future."

Houtu is not stupid, so she can understand what Yi Lan is saying, but she has no fear.

This gentle and kind but decisive ancestor swears to the Dao immediately: "The Dao is above, I am the descendant of the twelve ancestor witches transformed by the essence and blood of the Father God Pangu. Pity what happened to him, and I am willing to use myself to make up for the shortcomings of the prehistoric, reincarnate, build the underworld, and establish the six realms. Since then, I will not set foot in the prehistoric, and the way of heaven will learn from it—"

Feeling the way of heaven, a golden beam of merit and virtue fell from the sky. Houtu gave his last salute to the silver-haired boy, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your guidance, fellow daoist. I will keep this kindness in my heart. If you need it in the future, Houtu will definitely not give up." There will be half a shirk."

Accepting it calmly, the silver-haired boy sighed, "Go."

Houtu turned around and was about to walk into the vortex that quietly appeared in the midair behind him, Styx's furious roar came from the sea of ​​blood, "Bastard! Who is it?! How dare you make trouble in my Asura blood sea—"

The human souls contained in the sea of ​​blood are constantly pouring into that vortex, which is why the Styx came.

In the prehistoric world, the Patriarch Styx who was born in the sea of ​​blood with Yuantu and A Bi was also considered a rare power, but unfortunately he had some bad luck today and bumped into two iron plates.Hou Tu stopped his actions because of grabbing the soul of the human race, but Yi Lan was not so easy to talk about.

Without raising his eyes, he directly suppressed the opponent with divine power, his tone sounded obviously displeased, "Presumptuous."

Caught off guard, Styx was directly pressed to the ground, his face flushed purple, but he also regained his rationality washed away by anger.Although he had never seen this powerful person before, but the other party could completely suppress him in such an understatement, it was obvious that his strength was far superior to his own, and he might be comparable to a saint if he was to be entrusted with it.

... No, could it be that this is really an unknown saint?

Thinking of it this way, Styx's worries added another layer.Containing the anger on his face, Minghe said with difficulty: "The interior of the blood sea has changed suddenly, and the poor Taoist was impolite for a while, so please forgive me, fellow daoist."

Yi Lan's face was pale, and she didn't intend to really bully others, so she slowly put away her coercion.

Styx, whose crisis was temporarily lifted, felt relieved. It seemed that this... Almighty was not a mean-hearted person, otherwise he would not have let him go so easily.

In the end, he borrowed someone else's territory, and Houtu said in a gentle way to help him out, "The matter of talent just now is the loss of Houtu, fellow Daoist Minghe, don't worry, the establishment of the Six Realms of Reincarnation will not destroy what fellow Daoist created. Shura clan."

Styx is also clever, when he heard the Six Paths of Reincarnation, he felt something in his heart, how could he not know that there might be his own chance?

"The poor Taoist lost his temper just now. The two fellow Taoists are broad-minded, and they didn't bother with the poor Taoist. The poor Taoist is now here." Styx's attitude is very upright. At this moment, he is asking for help from others. How can he be polite? Put on airs?

Yi Lan didn't take such trivial matters to heart, and she ended up after a little punishment before.Then Hou Tu was in a hurry to complete the Six Realms of Reincarnation, so he didn't say much to him, he just narrated a few words, which made Styx's breathing quicken.

At this moment, there is no one to disturb, Hou Tu was waiting to continue, but unexpectedly there was another voice: "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

If such an important matter is interrupted again and again, even Hou Tu's temperament should be annoyed.He stopped the steps he was about to step into the vortex, and stared coldly at the person coming.

The visitor was dressed in a yellow robe and had a kind face. He sat down and listened intently, his eyes wide open, and he had a bit of a posture.

When Yi Lan saw this person, she knew that the other party was the disciple of the Second Sage of the West, remembering that the two of them had a tendency to betray the Taoist sect... She rubbed her chin thoughtfully. But as an old friend, it's not too easy to add a block to them.

At any rate, the other party also cleaned up a lot of follow-up troubles for him, and by the way, held down the Heavenly Dao that always loves to stalk, just take it as a way to vent his anger on his old friend.

Judging by his expression, he must want to share a piece of the pie, and Yi Lan, who thought that Houtu was moving too slowly, happened to be disturbed, so he directly imprisoned him, "Don't pay attention to this person, Houtu, you should go .”

Hou Tu also felt that today was a bit of a twists and turns, and worried that something would happen again, so he didn't hesitate anymore, stepped straight into the vortex, and completely merged into the six reincarnations.

After Houtu incarnated into the six realms, he separated an incarnation from reincarnation, and named himself Pingxin.

"Ping Xin met two fellow Taoists."

The purple air comes from the east, and golden lotuses spring up from the ground.

A saint was finally born in the Wu Clan, and Houtu sacrificed himself to win a chance for the Wu Clan.

Jizo, who was imprisoned on the side, watched Houtu prove the Tao, the birth of the six reincarnations, and almost vomited blood.

His chance—

It's a pity that he missed the opportunity at the beginning of the birth of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. If he wants to set foot in the underworld again, he can only obtain Houtu.

Thinking of this, Ksitigarbha couldn't help but stare at the silver-haired boy who imprisoned him, it's all his fault!It really annoyed him to lose the opportunity to go further!

Tiandao (disgusted face): ...you still want to swear that you will not become a Buddha if the hell is not empty, you useless idiot, you don't even look at the strength of the other party when you offend someone.Forget it, God doesn't care about this trivial matter!It's no big deal without him.

Feeling that Jizo's expression was quite eye-catching, Yi Lan flicked her fingertips, and threw the opponent to an unknown place in a blink of an eye.Anyway, those big monks have rough skin and thick flesh, and they won't die in a while.

If the guide and quasi-prompt want to stand up for this guy, at worst, he will be beaten up.

When the matter is over, he should go.

Casually put away the jade that had absorbed two layers of merit, Yi Lan suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to remind Hou Tu to leave a portion of blood for the Wu Clan.The silver-haired boy blinked his eyes, and simply put the matter behind him. Anyway, there is a way of heaven, so let him worry about it.

Tian Dao has the heart to kill him, it's too much!Is there such a trick!If you don't mention your merits in vain, you will die if you remind me! ! !Originally, I didn't intend to let the Wu people go to the underworld, but I had to let go. Otherwise, if the Twelve Capitals were missing one, it would be a ghost! (╯‵*′)╯︵┴─┴

Damn it, it originally wanted to wait for the critical moment of the Lich decisive battle before letting Houtu realize his epiphany. In this way, the remaining power of the Lich Clan is almost the same as that of the Monster Clan.

But now it looks like... it's going to have to be re-planned again. (ノへ￣,)

Thinking of this, Tiandao couldn't help but burst into tears. How many times has its plan been overturned since meeting that little devil?Although the general direction remains unchanged, the details are also very important. I don’t know if a bunch of side details can kill a person! ! ! 〒▽〒

Yi Lan (expressionless): Are you human?

Tiandao: ...that is so reasonable that I am speechless.Hey——QAQ