When Su Yuan was at a loss, a person's voice suddenly sounded in his head: "I know a little bit about this matter." ”

Hearing this voice, Su Yuan couldn't help but be overjoyed, this was the voice of Houtu.

"Hurry up, please speak!" Su Yuan asked anxiously.

Because Su Yuan was communicating with Houtu in his heart, Lu Jian couldn't hear it.

In Su Yuan's mind, the voice of Houtu immediately sounded: "When the Ten Days of Poison World was in the beginning, it happened to be the Demon God who ruled the world, and the three-legged golden crow was poisoned, in addition to the human race, there was also the Wu clan. ”

"Why didn't the demon god come forward to stop it in the first place?" asked Su Yuan.

Hou Tu sighed and said, "At that time, the demon gods ruled the heavenly court and were competing with each other for power and profit, so they didn't care about mortal affairs at all. ”

After a pause, Hou Tu continued: "Later, there was a great witch in the human world, called Hou Yi, who was my descendant, and the Hou tribe he commanded in the human world were all my descendants. After that day, Yi Burning Incense asked me to go to the lower realm and asked me to help drive away the ten suns, but I was thinking about competing for the power of the heavenly court at that time, and I did not agree. Later, after Hou Yi's hard work, he gave Xuanyuan the bow and twelve Qiankun arrows, and left in a hurry. ”

Hearing this, Su Yuan immediately understood what was going on, it must be Hou Yi who shot down nine three-legged golden crows with the Xuanyuan bow and Qiankun arrows, which was the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun that was passed down in later generations.

Nine of the twelve Qiankun arrows were gone, and there were still three left, which later spread to Chentangguan and to Li Jing.

But thinking of this, Su Yuan thought of another question: "What kind of cultivation was Hou Yi at that time? Could it be that it is much higher than the three-legged golden crow?"

Hou Tu shook his head and said, "Hou Yi is just a relatively powerful member of the Wu Clan, and he has no cultivation at all. And the three-legged golden crow was already in the realm of golden immortals at that time, if it was based on Hou Yi's cultivation, it would never be possible to shoot down the three-legged golden crow. ”

Su Yuan was even more puzzled: "Even if Hou Yi cultivates to be strong, he just shot down a three-legged golden crow, why don't the other three-legged golden crows escape, do they stay in the sky and let Hou Yi shoot them?"

Houtu also sighed: "Yes, I'm also puzzled." ”

Su Yuan's brows furrowed even more, and he said, "This is really a mess, isn't there only one way to face the Essence Yuan Shi Tianzun?"

Hou Tu said: "Or find Hou Yi?"

"Hou Yi is not dead yet?" Su Yuan suddenly stood up.

Lu Jian was sitting opposite Su Yuan, and when he saw Su Yuan's brows furrowed, he suddenly stood up, and couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly stood up and comforted: "Su Daoyou, I don't think you have to take this matter so seriously, so as not to go crazy." ”

At this time, Su Yuan didn't hear Lu Quan's words at all, he only heard the voice of Houtu in his heart: "The body and soul of the Wu clan are stronger than ordinary people, although the body is dead, the soul can be protected, as long as there is enough yin qi, it will inevitably revive its soul, just like me." ”

"But where did Hou Yi die?" asked Su Yuan.

"When the tribesmen died, they were buried in the northern earthworks. ”

Hearing this, Su Yuan stomped his feet, took off into the air, and immediately flew towards the north.

Just as he flew into the air, Su Yuan thought of Lu Jian who was standing there with a worried face.

"Lu Jian Daoyou, if you give me three days, I will definitely help you uncover the truth of the facts. ”

As Su Yuan slowly turned into a white light and disappeared into the sky, only these few words were left and passed back loudly.

A few hours later, Su Yuan had already flown north for hundreds of miles, and under the guidance of Houtu, Su Yuan landed in front of a small village.

I saw that outside the small village, there were rocks and rocks, yellow sand and no one in the four fields, and in the midst of the yellow sand, there was a small village with only a dozen thatched huts, and outside the village, huge stones were stacked to form a wall, protecting the whole village.

Through the walls of the boulders, you can see smoke rising from three or five cookers, indicating that the village is still inhabited.

Su Yuan frowned and asked, "Could it be that the retreat clan tribe is here?"

In Su Yuan's mind, the equally unexpected voice of Houtu sounded: "Ten thousand years ago, there was a huge tribe of tens of thousands of people here, but I didn't expect it to be so depressed now. But the location is not wrong, Hou Yi should be buried in the village. ”

Su Yuan nodded and walked towards the village.

Although the village was walled with huge stones, there was no gate, but a gap five steps wide between the two boulders, which could be considered a gate.

When Su Yuan was still a dozen steps away from the front of the gate, he suddenly heard a childish voice from inside the boulder: "Who is it? ”

Su Yuan was stunned, looked up, and found that in the depression of a boulder next to the gate, a bald and hairless little head was exposed, and it seemed to be a young man who was only seven or eight years old.

The young man was holding a small bow in his hand, and a small arrow was aimed at Su Yuan.

Seeing that it was a teenager, Su Yuan didn't care, and when he continued to walk forward, he said, "I borrowed the road to enter the village and disturbed me." ”

The young man warned again, but Su Yuan didn't care at all and still walked forward.

When the young man saw it, the bowstring of the small bow in his hand loosened, and the small arrow flew straight out and shot towards Su Yuan.

As soon as Su Yuan's pace stopped, the small arrow immediately shot three inches from Su Yuan's toes, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling.

If Su Yuan didn't stop, this arrow would immediately hit Su Yuan's feet.

Just as Su Yuan was stopping, he saw the young man tear open his throat and shout: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

With this voice, then I heard the sound of chaotic footsteps in the village, and then I saw one figure after another rushing out, blocking the gate, staring at Su Yuan viciously.

Seeing this, Su Yuan couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

Because there were only a dozen people standing in front of the door, and half of them were gray-haired old men, and half of them were frail women, and although they all held weapons in their hands, they were only wooden canes and bamboo poles.

At this time, the young man had already jumped onto the boulder, and an arrow was once again put on the small bow in his hand, aimed at Su Yuan, and shouted: "Heavenly Poison Clan, you don't want to step into my Hou Clan." ”

At this time, Su Yuan already understood that the village in front of him should be the Hou tribe, and he was not looking for the wrong place. And now this Hou clan must have an enemy called the Heavenly Poison Clan, and they must think that they are the people of the Heavenly Poison Clan if they are so guarded.

At that moment, Su Yuan said: "I'm not a Heavenly Poison Clan, this time, I can only go into the village to rest." ”

The young man said coldly: "The Heavenly Poison Clan are all bad people, the most cunning, they couldn't attack it before, and now they are here to conspire." We won't fall for you. ”

At this time, time was pressing, and Su Yuan didn't want to waste time, so he shook his head and said, "I just enter the village, and I won't delay for too long." And you alone will not be able to stop me. ”

With that, Su Yuan walked towards the village.

Needless to say, there are more than a dozen old and weak women and children in this area, even if it is a dozen big men, they can't stop Su Yuan at all.

Seeing Su Yuan rushing closer, these dozen old and weak women and children all raised sticks and smashed at Su Yuan, but Su Yuan's body was like a ghost, and he passed between these dozen or so, and they didn't even touch the edge of Su Yuan's clothes.

These dozen old and young people were all furious, chasing Su Yuan with sticks and beating him. But no matter how they chased and attacked, Su Yuan was like a phantom, and he couldn't touch a single bit at all.

Seeing Su Yuan step by step into the village, one of the old women roared angrily: "No foreign clan can step into the territory of the Yiwu clan! Blood sacrifice Dafa, sacrifice my purest blood, please send out the great god to kill people." ”

After that, the old woman raised the iron rod in her hand, held it high in the air, and was about to smash it on the top of her head.

Speaking of this, I saw more than a dozen old and weak people roaring into the sky with sticks in their hands.

At this time, I saw the young man step forward, threw the small bow on the ground, held the small arrow in his hand, aimed the tip of the arrow at his throat, and said firmly with his eyes: "I am the purest blood, let me sacrifice it to the great god." ”

With that, the small arrow in the young man's hand pierced his throat.

The tip of the arrow pierced the boy's skin, oozing drops of blood, and at the same time, the earth of the entire village trembled violently, as if a huge beast was about to break through the ground beneath the ground.

(End of chapter)