On How to Perfectly Create the World

There is too much movement in Houtu's enlightenment. Basically, what should be known and what should not be known is known.

Afterwards, the eleven ancestral witches searched for the girl's whereabouts without stopping, and finally found Xuehai.Facing Houtu Niangniang's clansmen, Styx, who had obtained the permission to enter and leave the underworld, did not dare to continue to hold his cold old face, forced a smile, and led the ancestral witches into the underworld.

Seeing peace of mind, the impatient Zhu Rong opened his mouth and said: "Sister Houtu, you, how did you become like this?"

Empress Pingxin said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist admitted his mistake. I am a poor Taoist and Pingxin, not Houtu. The Six Paths have been accomplished, and Houtu will no longer be a witch."

"What do you mean?! If you become a saint, you will abandon the Wu clan? It's a waste of my hard work to find your whereabouts!" Gong Gong, who was also simple-minded, was furious and choked with her directly.

However, in the face of the accusations from the blood relatives of the old family, Madam Pingxin remained calm and calm, indifferent to Gong Gong's accusations.Looking at the ancestral witches with different expressions, she said lightly: "The sage must not interfere in the prehistoric affairs. This is the order of the Taoist ancestors and must not be violated."

"Houtu, you really disappoint me..." Before Qiang Liang finished speaking, Di Jiang interrupted him.

"enough."

As the most authoritative of the twelve ancestor witches, Di Jiang had to force himself to remain calm.The sanctification of Houtu is a great thing for the Wu clan, and it can increase the luck of the Wu clan.

However, what he is most worried about is not these, but that the Twelve Ancestral Witches will not be able to reorganize the Twelve Capital Heavenly Formation if one of them is missing.What's more, the witch-slaying sword refined by the monster clan over the years is also a threat to the witch clan. If the formation that the two birds want to study is also successful, I am afraid that the odds of the witch clan's victory will be even more unpredictable at that time.

"Houtu, let's not mention this matter for the time being, but you should know that without you, the Twelve Capital Heaven Formation cannot be reorganized. If you can't go back with us, then give me a few drops of your blood essence, Wu Clan Twelve ancestor witches are needed." Di Jiang took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Brother—" Zhu Rong called unwillingly.

"Shut up." Di Jiang shouted angrily without turning his head. This younger brother will never be able to distinguish the seriousness from the seriousness, and he is too impulsive.

Empress Pingxin stretched out her hand, and a drop of dark blood floated on her palm.

"This is left by the Houtu as the ancestor witch. It's a pity that she was reincarnated and powerless, so she could only try to separate out a drop of blood, but it contained all the remaining power of the Houtu at that time." Pingxin Niangniang said so , "It's a pity that she was one step late, and I have to leave the scope of the underworld without permission. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I don't know how to send it to the Wu clan."

She handed the blood beads to Dijiang, and said earnestly: "The time limit of ten thousand years is approaching. In order to ensure the continuation of the Wu clan, you send some well-qualified minors here, and I will properly arrange them. It was the only obsession in Houtu's heart when he entered Taoism, the Wu clan has no primordial spirit, I just have peace of mind, not Houtu."

The eleven ancestral witches were all a little moved, after all, Houtu's heart was attached to the witch clan.

"...I've made a note of this matter." Di Jiang's other hand trembled in a place where no one else could see, and a gleam of pain flashed across his eyes in an instant.

Houtu, Houtu, you really are still so stupid.

I really miss the life of our twelve brothers and sisters who hid together in the Buzhou Mountain tribe in the past. At that time, we did not have the burden of the Wu tribe, how free and easy we were.

It's a pity, after all... I can't go back.

Eleven ancestral witches came with hope, but ended up returning disappointed.

After returning to the Wu clan, Di Jiang ordered his clansmen to bring Hou Yi back.

"Brother, you want to give Houtu's blood essence to Houyi?" Gou Mang frowned, not quite agreeing.Thanks to the Queen of the Monster Race all these years, Hou Yi has become a useless person, spending his days drinking to drench his sorrows, and he can't see the demeanor of their witch clan boy at all!

"Yeah, brother, I'm really disappointed that you haven't seen Hou Yi's appearance."

"Why don't we choose someone else, Houyi is already dead."

Di Jiang understands the concerns of his younger brothers, but he also has his own thoughts, "No, maybe he is the most suitable."

"Is he the most suitable?"

Zhu Jiuyin closed her eyes thoughtfully, "Brother, what you mean is that with the support of strength, Hou Yi, who is obsessed with obsession, will not be easily shaken again?"

"That's right." He nodded and said solemnly, "Although in your eyes, Houyi is no longer a celebrity, but in my opinion, his obsession with the Yaozu is no less than mine. I didn't expect It was a very bad thing that a mere human woman could have such a great influence on him, but now it may become his motivation. Houyi has extraordinary potential. If he can stand up again, it will be a great achievement for our Wu clan. That's a good thing too."

Hearing this, the ancestral witches also felt that Di Jiang's words were quite reasonable.

"Since that's the case, I will follow what the elder brother said. It's just that the boy must be tested before he can fuse the blood essence. Houtu's blood essence must not be defiled by a coward!"

"I agree."

"You're right, you can't let down Houtu's sacrifice!"

Seeing that they all expressed their agreement, Di Jiang also smiled and said: "It should be so."

In this world, nothing is bought for nothing. If you want to gain the power of Zuwu, you must also undergo a test.Their twelve ancestor witches were born from the essence and blood of their father god. They are Pangu's bloodline, and they inherited part of the strength of their father god's physical body.

The descendants of the same Pangu, the Three Qings are noble, but their twelve ancestor witches will never be inferior to each other.

The dejected Hou Yi walked into the hall following a Wu clan, his once radiant eyes became dim and cloudy, and he lost the demeanor of the former sharp archer.Facing the scrutinizing gaze from the opposite side, he lowered his head listlessly and saluted, "I've seen Mr. Zuwu."

He didn't know why the ancestral witches called him here, now he is a useless person, and even the clansmen are seldom used to seeing him like this.

Seeing his appearance, the ancestral witches were full of displeasure, but under Di Jiang's signal, they didn't open their mouths to reprimand.

Looking at Hou Yi like this, Di Jiang squinted his eyes, and said abruptly, "Hou Yi, do you want to snatch your wife back from the Yaozu?"

Hou Yi suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes turned red, "...what do you mean, my lord?"

"You just answer me, think, or don't want to."

Hou Yi's eyes were bloodshot, of course he wanted to!

Almost all the time, he was thinking that one day he would be able to rush to the lunar star to cut off the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that bound Chang'e, and snatch his wife back from the Yaozu!

... But in the end, I can only think about it.

With his strength, it is impossible to shake the monster of the Yaozu, let alone break through the blockades to meet Chang'e under Xi He's strict defense.

For ten thousand years, Daozu ordered the Lich clan not to go to war, so he couldn't kill him with his own hands, so Xi He used various means to torture his heart, and Hou Yi's will was already on the verge of collapse.

"Do you want to, or don't you want to?" Zuwu's aura suppressed his body, constantly forcing him to be unable to maintain a standing posture.

Hou Yi tried his best to support his body, his eyes revealed a ray of burning desire.Staring at Zu Wu in front of him, he said with a hoarse voice under the pressure of Di Jiang, "I... think."

He still thinks about his wife. When they separated in deep love, they suffered thousands of years of torture. Even if there is no redemption, he still wants to see her again.

However, Di Jiang still said dissatisfied: "Speak up, I can't hear you!"

A sense of gloom welled up in his heart, under Zu Wu's gaze, Hou Yi didn't know where to get the strength, straightened his back, and shouted with all his strength: "I want! I want to see her!! I want to tear her apart!" The shackles on her body, with my own hands... snatch her back from the hands of the Yaozu—"

Hou Yi's heartfelt roar echoed in the quaint and majestic stone hall, and the eleven ancestral witches exchanged glances with each other, and they were satisfied with his will that had not yet completely sunk.

Slowly regaining his momentum, Di Jiang said in a deep voice: "Very good, now we will give you a chance. Here is a drop of Houtu's blood essence. As long as you can fully integrate it, you can get part of Houtu's power. And strengthen your own potential to gradually reach the level of Zu Wu."

Following his words, Hou Yi's eyes lit up bit by bit, as if a hot flame was burning in them, which was extremely shocking.

"However, there is a great risk in this. If you fail to make it through, you will die completely." Di Jiang stared deeply at the embarrassing witch in front of him, and gave him a final warning.

"So, are you still willing to accept it?"

Hou Yi twitched the corners of his mouth. Originally, he had given up any hope. He was just waiting to use his rotten life to take a few more monsters to be buried with him in the decisive battle with the monsters.But now Emperor Jiang Zuwu gave him another choice. Although he still couldn't see the light, it was not completely dark at all.

"Thank you Zu Wu for giving Hou Yi this opportunity, I am willing to accept it." He said firmly, "I will die without regret!"

Hearing his words, Gonggong and Zhu Rong, who had been stern since Houyi entered the palace, finally smiled, strode over and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay! This is a good man of my Wu clan!"

"There is no one in my witch clan who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"Not bad, it finally looks a little bit better."

Seeing that the brothers were satisfied, Di Jiang was also secretly relieved. Before that incident, Hou Yi was their key training target. If he hadn't shot and killed those cubs in anger, he wouldn't have fallen to this point. Fortunately... ...he's not completely dead yet.

Thinking about the monster race, Di Jiang's eyes were deep, and Hou Tu's concerns were not groundless.There are still 300 years before the ten-thousand-year period, and he must find the next ancestor witch who can inherit the position of Houtu as soon as possible during this period, and help him fully control his own power.In addition, it is also a top priority to select a group of cubs with excellent potential and send them to the underworld.

It seems that he will be very busy in the future, and he will have to grab a few more laborers.

The guys in Zu Wu who were quicker to use their hands than to use their brains and almost never cared about things suddenly shook their bodies. It was strange, why did they suddenly feel a cold wave?

It's obviously not cold...

Several ancestral witches looked around in a daze, all a little confused.

PS: It seems that the V article in the serialization cannot be locked. The Hebrew article will be rewritten, and there must be major revisions. I want to try the daily update this month, so the revision speed will be very slow. I decided to write all the articles offline. Send it together for modification