Emperor's Heaven and Queen's Land

After Hou Tu returned to the Wu Clan, Di Jiang who received the news brought the Wu Clan out to greet him.

Zu Wu had an extraordinary status in the Wu Clan, but now that Hou Tu has become a saint, it has attracted the worship of the Wu Clan.

Di Jiang pushed away the brother who wanted to squeeze up, stepped forward and hugged Houtu, and said joyfully: "Houtu, we have already prepared the Zuwu Temple, let's go there together."

In order to welcome the coming of the saint, the Wu Clan has prepared a grand celebration.

Looking at the joyous people, Houtu couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Houtu was guarded by the ancestral witches in the center, and Dijiang stood beside her. Houtu stretched out his hand and gently took Ladijiang's hand.

Di Jiang looked over immediately, he probably thought that Houtu was secretly hooking him up, and the excitement in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Houtu looked at him amusedly, slowly withdrew his hand, and gave him a look.

Di Jiang nodded half-understanding, wondering what Houtu's eyes meant when he looked at him.

When the people of the Wu tribe and the ancestor witches all threw themselves into the banquet, Di Jiang quietly came to Houtu's side, and said expectantly: "Houtu, why did you quietly hold my hand just now?"

Houtu gave him a serious look and said, "Dijiang, now that I have become a saint, have you considered how the relationship between the Wu Clan and the Heavenly Court will develop in the future?"

Di Jiang was stunned for a moment, and slowly came to his senses, he glanced at Houtu with disappointment, and managed to pull himself together: "Let's do it like that... We want to dominate the Great Desolation, and so does the Heavenly Court, but in the end there can only be one overlord of the Great Desolation." , may have to fight."

Houtu put his arm on the armrest of the stone chair, looked at Dijiang quietly, and said with deep eyes: "Is there a winner? It is not a good thing to start a war. Countless people will die because of it. Can't we each take a step back and live in peace?"

"Just like the previous tens of thousands of years, the witch clan and the heavenly court were waiting for me and Nuwa to become holy, so everyone can bear it, isn't it also peaceful for tens of thousands of years?"

Di Jiang didn't understand why Houtu suddenly asked such a question, but he knew Houtu well, and he knew that the youngest and kindest sister might have softened her heart.

Di Jiang sighed: "Before we were able to get along peacefully, it was because we were all waiting and accumulating our own strength."

"Deliberate patience for the final battle is called forbearance. This is not true peace. It is precisely this way. The people of the two races have endured for so long, and their moods have been suppressed over time, and they have accumulated too much fighting spirit. If the war cannot be held as scheduled In the end, the people of both races will rebound, and the final result will not be any better than war."

Hou Tu looked into the distance and muttered to himself, "So, war is inevitable, right?"

"Yes, and the people of the Heavenly Court and the Wu Clan are all arrogant and dissatisfied with each other. Unless there is a battle, crushing each other with great strength and convincing the other party, there will still be endless troubles." Di Jiang said.

Hou Tu muttered to himself: "But this will inevitably cause death and injury. When someone dies because of this, hatred will begin to form. Even if he surrenders, the grievances cannot be resolved. Unless the price of death can be minimized..."

If death is not the end, but just the end of a story, and life can continue after death, then the problem is not so big.

Just like Zhu Jiuyin in the previous life, she didn't die completely, but could be reincarnated and reborn...

Houtu's eyes slowly lit up, she had an idea!

Di Jiang lowered his head, didn't notice the change in Houtu's expression, and pursed his lips slightly: "Houtu, do you regret it? Don't you want me to fight with Dijun?"

Hou Tu came back to his senses, looked at him amusedly, and said with a light smile, "How could that be, I was still waiting for you to become the overlord, marry me as husband and wife, and announce to the Three Realms."

When Di Jiang heard this, his tense face relaxed a little, and he said with a smile: "Then are you worried that I will lose to Di Jun? Houtu, don't be afraid, for you, I will never allow me to lose. I will definitely He is the last prehistoric overlord!"

Houtu looked at Dijiang with warm eyes, but his thoughts never stopped.

"The general trend of the world, the long-term unity must be divided, and the long-term division must be united. Dijiang, there is no eternal emperor."

Di Jiang moved closer to Houtu, and complained in a low voice: "Houtu, can you encourage me and tell me that I must be stronger than Dijun, so don't keep beating me like this."

Hou Tu smiled and said: "Your hero, the world's best, is deeply reflected in my heart, and I don't think I need to repeat it."

Di Jiang said happily, "I won't be bothered if you say it a few more times."

Looking at Dijiang's greasy appearance, Houtu felt that Dijiang seemed to have become a little clingier after a hundred years from the human race, and his behavior with her became more intimate.

After thinking about this, Houtu felt as if someone was watching him, so he immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the sight.

Then I saw Zhu Jiuyin and other ancestor witches sneaking over with suppressed smiles, peeking at the scene of her getting along with Di Jiang.

Hou Tu glanced at Di Jiang, he was about to lie on top of her...

Hou Tu blushed, and gently pushed Di Jiang: "Di Jiang, sit down, brothers are watching."

Di Jiang's face was a bit ugly, and his threatening and intimidating eyes swept across the faces of the ancestor witches, and the ancestor witches hurriedly looked away, pretending that they didn't see the greasy picture of the elder brother and the eleventh sister.

Houtu coughed lightly, put on a serious expression, and asked, "No major events have happened in Honghuang recently, right?"

Di Jiang rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, it has something to do with Di Jun."

Houtu frowned immediately: "What did he do?"

Di Jiang said lazily: "He, he gave birth to ten sons..."

Di Jiang's tone was full of sourness and jealousy, which was very unpleasant: "This group of monsters are too capable of giving birth. Those little monsters are so good, they can give birth to a litter of cubs at a time. Their blood is low, so it's okay to give birth to offspring easily. Why? Di Jun is so capable of giving birth!"

"Ten! Houtu and I don't even have a single child..."

Hou Tu ignored Di Jiang's jealous words, and was shocked: "The Ten Golden Crow is born..."

Houtu frowned, combining the memories of Houtu and Houshi from the previous life, recalling the scene of the ten days coming together.

In the memory of the latter eleven, everything that was once prehistoric has dissipated, and has become a myth that exists in legends.

The myth only records the events of rising out of ten suns, exposing the world and Houyi shooting the sun, and the rest of the secret information is not mentioned.

But in the memories of past lives and later soils, the memories are more real, and the pictures are more vivid, but they also don't know much about the secrets.

After all, she was not a saint at that time, and she was not good at deduction, so she couldn't detect things soon.

Houtu only remembered that on that peaceful day, the ten golden crows suddenly flew out from the soup valley below the sun star, and the sun god fire fell from them. After falling to the ground, the earth dried up in an instant, and countless lives died.

What were the ancestral witches doing at that time? It seemed that they were analyzing the formation of the gods and demons in the twelve capitals in the temple of the ancestral witches.

The power of the Ten Golden Crows was terrifying, but it was not to the point where the ancestral witches were afraid.

Otherwise, Di Jun wouldn't have to bother to fight the Wu Clan, and he could just release his son and fly around the wilderness.

However, there are only a few people as powerful as Zu Wu. The Ten Golden Crows have caused great damage to the prehistoric people. Some ordinary Wu Clan can't bear that kind of fierce pressure, let alone those who are weaker than the Wu Clan. creatures.

So a great witch came to the ancestral witch hall to ask for an audience, and asked the ancestral witch to teach the ten suns who had no sense of proportion.

Ten Golden Crows are no more than juniors, so it is impossible for Zu Wu to lower his status to compete with them.

But it's not okay to let them go like this.

So Houtu took out his Pangu bow and said that whoever could pull the bowstring could shoot ten golden crows down.

At this time, Hou Yi appeared.

He is the heir of the great witch of the Houtu tribe, and he is relatively close to the blood of the Houtu tribe among the witch tribe. With his strong belief, he successfully picked up the Pangu bow and shot down nine of the ten golden crows. All the Golden Crows fell.

The hatred of murdering a son is irreconcilable, so the war between the Wu Clan and the Heavenly Court broke out completely, and there was no room for maneuver.

Houtu laughed at himself and said, "If my child was killed, I would definitely not be able to bear it."

"But if the Ten Golden Crows are born, countless souls will die because of this. They will be contaminated with karma and commit murders. They must pay for it. It's not that I don't care about it, so they don't have to die. .”

Houtu pondered: "I have to go to Zixiao Palace and tell my teacher about my plans and arrangements for the two clans of liches. If the teacher agrees, I and my junior sister Nuwa can start to persuade Dijiang and Dijun separately.

In order to prevent the layout from being disrupted, I had to prevent those ten little golden crows from running around. "

"Not only for the prehistoric creatures, but also for themselves, and for the future of the Wu Clan."

Seeing Houtu talking to himself, Di Jiang couldn't help harassing her; "Houtu, what are you thinking, why are you ignoring me?"

Houtu said, "I'm thinking about the ten little golden crows."

Di Jiang looked at her expectantly: "Houtu, do you also envy Di Jun for having so many children? Or, we both have one?"

Hou Tu came back to his senses, and looked at Di Jiang speechlessly: "I'll talk about this later, I still have something to worry about right now."

"...Oh." Dijiang sighed in disappointment.

Hou Tu paused, and added: "If the time comes, and a child is conceived independently, it is not impossible to stay."

Di Jiang leaned over and whispered affectionately in Houtu's ear, "Then we...tonight...double cultivation... shall we?"

"Hmm..." Hou Tu was a little embarrassed, and responded in a low voice.

As the night fell, the Wu clan danced for a long time, and returned to their caves contentedly.

Dijiang and Houtu leaned close to each other with an intimate posture. The two looked at each other for a long time, and slowly kissed each other with lingering expressions.

Di Jiang slowly stretched out his hand and embraced Houtu's thin waist. Just as the two were about to take a step closer, and when they were entangled together, suddenly there was another voice outside.

The sound was extremely penetrating, forcefully squeezed into the eardrums of every creature, even Houtu was no exception.

"The way of heaven is above, my name is Jieyin Zhunti..."

Dijiang's face was a little distorted, and he buried his head between Houtu's neck, and said angrily: "These two guys, don't try to prove the Tao during the day, what are you doing in the middle of the night!"

Hou Tu's face was also not good-looking, but his chin subconsciously rubbed against Di Jiang's forehead.

Di Jiang sat up unwillingly, thinking that if Zhunti succeeded in accepting the quotation, he would have to salute and celebrate the two of them, and the unwillingness in his heart couldn't stop escaping.

Hou Tu glanced at Di Jiang, she was very familiar with Di Jiang, she could see what Di Jiang was thinking at a glance.

Houtu hugged him, and whispered in Dijiang's ear: "With me here, even the law of heaven cannot force you to kneel and submit."

Di Jiang blushed, and for some reason, he felt very useful after hearing Houtu's quiet but extremely domineering declaration.

Dijiang and Houtu snuggled up together, quietly listening to Zhunti and Jiezhi make the religious oath, trying to gain meritorious deeds.

But after waiting for a while, there was no response.

Di Jiang looked at Houtu hesitantly, with a gloating expression on his face: "Houtu, Zhunti and Jieying have already made a vow to establish a religion, why haven't they become holy yet?"

Hou Tu leisurely asked back: "Who said that establishing a great religion will surely prove the Tao and become a saint?"

Di Jiang was startled: "Could it be impossible to establish a religion? Then how did Sanqing do it?"

Houtu scoffed: "It seems that Zhunti and Jieying are the same as you, and they all think that Sanqing proves the Tao through the merits of establishing a religion. In fact, Sanqing's move to establish a great religion and prepare to educate the human race has indeed won a large part of it." Merit, but it is not enough to become a saint by virtue of these merits.

The reason why Sanqing was able to prove the Tao smoothly was because they had inherited the great god Pangu's merits of opening the sky, so in the eyes of the prehistoric creatures, it seemed so smooth. "

Di Jiang made no secret of his ridicule at Zhuang Ti and Jie Yin: "Then the two of them failed to prove the Tao?"

Hou Tu stretched out his index finger to touch his lips, signaling Di Jiang to continue listening.

Di Jiang quietly nodded and listened intently.

Only to hear the sound in the sky outside again.

"If I have attained unsurpassed Bodhi, attained enlightenment, and live in a Buddhaland, I will be fully equipped...

When I become a Buddha, all living beings in the worlds of the ten directions will be reborn in my land...

When I became a Buddha, all sentient beings who were born in our country knew their destiny for countless kalpas, and what they did..."

Di Jiang frowned: "What are you talking about when Zhun Ti picks you up?"

Hou Tu calmly said: "When making a great wish, they made an oath that they want to use their future merits to break through the path and become a saint, and then slowly repay them in the future."

Di Jiang doubted: "It's okay? What if they can't achieve the ambition they made?"

Hou Tu showed a slight smile, his expression indifferent: "Heaven will force them to do it. After all, there is merit and virtue owed there. If you really can't do it, then wait for the backlash."

Di Jiang thought for a while, but still felt that Zhunti's way of proving the Tao was very strange: "But there is no time limit for the completion of these ambitions, so they just don't do it, or procrastinate to do it slowly, isn't it okay?"

Hou Tu lay down slowly: "The Dao of Heaven has its own method of calculation, and it is not something they can drag on."

"You don't need to worry about the two of them, they have no influence on us."

Dijiang nodded, and listened to Zhunti and Jieyin together with Houtu and made great wishes. In the end, he made 48 big wishes before he got enough merits to prove the Tao and barely became a saint.

Di Jiang said: "They will return some in the future."

Houtu responded casually, thinking, these two have also proved the truth, and Teacher Hongjun will probably call them over to give them some advice.

As Houtu thought, Hongjun did call Zhunti to pick him up, but because Hongjun was not sad about these two disciples, he didn't think they had a bright future, and because there were few people, he didn't want to make a long speech Explain carefully, so I only said one sentence:

"The two of you have been certified and sanctified, and you will choose one of the 33 heavens to open a dojo in a while. In the future, you will meditate in the dojo. Unless you preach, you are not allowed to interfere with the affairs of the prehistoric and other tribes, understand?"

Zhunti greeted Qiqi and said: "I understand, thank you teacher for teaching."

Hongjun nodded and let them leave.

Zhunti led them out of Zixiao Palace, looked at each other, and smiled wryly.

Jie Yin sighed: "Although I made a lot of great wishes, I finally became a saint smoothly..."

Zhunti forced a smile, with a somewhat embarrassed and heavy expression on his face.

Zhunti sighed, and thought about it: "Brother, after we have established the dojo, let's go to Honghuang to recruit disciples and preach."

Thinking of those 48 great wishes, Zhun wished he could gnash his silver teeth: "We owe so much merit to Heaven, we have to repay it sooner."

Jieyin nodded quickly, with an increasingly depressed expression.

As for Honghuang, after the two of them proved the Tao, the sky was already white, and Houtu and Dijiang naturally couldn't continue, and they got up with tired faces and started to work.

After Hou Tu waited for Di Jiang to deal with the affairs of the Wu clan, he set off for the underworld.

The underworld is still very empty. Although all kinds of venues are complete, there are not many people.

Only the lonely souls in the sea of ​​blood entered the cycle of reincarnation without knowing it, and reincarnated on their own.

Houtu sent a message to Nuwa, inviting her to come to the underworld for a talk.

Nuwa arrived at the Wu Clan several days after receiving the message from Houtu, and she looked very tired when she came.

Seeing Nuwa's expression, Houtu couldn't help frowning: "Junior Sister Nuwa, what happened to you? Why do you look so bad?"

Nuwa went to the seat and sat down, sighed, and said, "Did you hear that Di Jun gave birth to ten sons?"

Houtu nodded, Nuwa sighed, shook her head and said, "Xihe gave birth to ten golden crows, and their roots were severely damaged. Her younger sister, Chang Yi, couldn't bear her being weak all day long, so she asked me to help, hoping that I could take care of Xihe. One time. I have been busy with this these days, and my energy is quite exhausted."

Hou Tu nodded, expressing his understanding.Xi He is already a quasi-sage, damage to her foundation is not a trivial matter, Nuwa must have spent a lot of effort in recuperating her.

Hou Tu thought for a while and asked, "Then how is she doing now? Where's Di Jun, isn't Xi He his queen? What's his reaction?"

Nu Wa said: "I didn't expect this at first, and I was so happy that I gave birth to ten sons. Later, when I saw that I was taking care of Xi He, I realized it later, and now I am taking care of Xi He."

Hou Tu's heart moved: "Where are the ten little golden crows? Do they live with Xi?"

Nu Wa twitched her lips: "How is it possible? They are so young, and they have to take care of them if they stay with Xi He. In order to prevent Xi He from hurting his spirits, Di Jun was sent to Tanggu."

Soup Valley!

Houtu's expression became serious: "Are there only ten of them in Tanggu? They were born not long ago, and Di Jun is not afraid that something will happen to them?"

Nuwa hooked her lips and said with a smile: "They are the princes of the heaven, whoever dares to plot against them will not have any accidents."

Hou Tu opened his mouth and sighed: "That's not what I said, you should be more careful."

Nuwa glanced at Houtu amusedly, her eyebrows curved: "Senior Sister is very kind, Di Jun himself is not in a hurry, why are you worrying about him?"

Houtu smiled wryly and shook her head, she didn't want to worry about it, but when she thought about the past life, she was really afraid that these little golden crows would be naughty and sneak out of the soup valley.

Seeing this, Nuwa said: "Di Jun is not that careless, senior sister don't need to worry about him. He has set up a formation outside Tanggu, and he will definitely notice any strange beings breaking into Tanggu, and the little Golden Crows will not something happened."

When Houtu heard the words, his hanging heart relaxed a little.

Nu Wa asked: "By the way, Senior Sister, did you have anything to say when you called me over?"

Houtu nodded, with a smile on his face: "I have a solution to the matter of the Lich and the two clans."

Nuwa was a little surprised: "So fast?"

She pondered for a moment, then said: "Senior sister, let me talk about it. If this idea is reliable, let's go to Zixiao Palace and discuss it with the teacher."

Houtu nodded, beckoned Nuwa to get closer, and deliberately blinded the surrounding heavenly secrets, and then quietly told Nuwa about his plan.

Nuwa quietly listened to Houtu finish his plan, her eyes gradually lit up, and she even showed a bit of surprise at the end.

"Senior Sister, this idea is very good!" Nuwa thought excitedly: "If it is according to Senior Sister's plan, not only will the Lich reconcile, but even my human race can take this opportunity to develop. It's just..."

Nu Wa showed a tangled expression: "This idea is good or bad, but Di Jun doesn't necessarily agree..."

Houtu didn't care, and smiled slightly: "There is no need to worry about this, we can go to Zixiao Palace to report to the teacher first, and after the teacher decides to adopt it, we will think about how to persuade Di Jun and Di Jiang."

Nuwa nodded again and again, and added: "This is a matter between our lich and demon clans, so I won't talk about it with Senior Brother Sanqing for the time being."

Houtu also had the same idea, and she didn't want too many saints to be involved in this matter.

Nuwa said, "Then shall we leave now?"

Houtu nodded, remembered something, and said, "Wait a minute, I have something to tell my junior."

Nuwa said: "Then senior sister, go, I will sit here and wait for you."

Houtu bid farewell to Nuwa first, and after leaving the underworld, he came to the prehistoric land.

After a while, a witch clan came to visit her.This witch tribe is really the child of the two top witches of the Houtu tribe, Houyi who was named after Houtu!

Hou Yi didn't know why Hou Tu summoned him, and after paying respectful salutes to Hou Tu, he asked, "Hou Yi pays homage to Empress Hou Tu, dare I ask her to summon me, what do you want to tell me? "

Hou Tu looked at his descendant in front of him with a complicated expression.She suppressed the thoughts in her heart, settled her mind, and said to Houyi: "Houyi, now I spend most of my time in the underworld, and the affairs of the Wu clan are handled by Dijiang. You are the Wu clan, and you are subject to Dijiang control.

But the Houtu tribe is formed by my essence and blood, so I can't just leave you alone and entrust them to Dijiang.So I called you here, I want to tell you something. "

Hou Yi hurriedly said, "Please tell me, Madam."

Houtu lowered his brows, pondered for a few seconds, and then slowly said, "I calculated that the witch clan might encounter a catastrophe. Just in case, I left my Pangu bow in the ancestral witch temple."

"If...if that crisis arises, you will naturally understand. At that time, I will allow you to take out my Pangu bow and wipe out this catastrophe for the Wu Clan."

Hou Yi listened carefully, with some worries in his heart, not knowing what kind of catastrophe would be explained so seriously by the sage empress.

But he didn't dare to ask too much, for fear of disturbing the secret, he could only write it down carefully and keep it in his heart.

Houtu: "Just one thing, you have to remember. When using my Pangu bow, you must recite a spell silently, you must recite, you know!"

As he said that, Hou Tu's lips moved, and he passed the spell to Hou Yi very secretly.No one could hear it except Hou Yi.

Hou Yi didn't know why the empress made such a special explanation, but nodded solemnly, recited the mantra silently many times in his heart, and after thoroughly memorizing it, he solemnly said to Houtu, "Empress, I have written it all down."

Hou Tu let out a sigh of relief, took out his Pangu bow, and meditated on the scriptures, his fingers circled the bow of the Pangu bow, engraving special patterns.

After Houtu's fingers left, the lines disappeared, and the Pangu bow returned to its original appearance, seemingly unchanged.Houtu let go of his hand, and the Pangu bow flew towards the Zuwu Temple.

Hou Tu took a look at Hou Yi, and said again: "Go back, and remember what I told you today, and you must not forget it."

"Yes, madam!"

Houtu nodded slightly, returned to the underworld, called Nuwa, and prepared to go to Zixiao Palace.