In the flood and wilderness, there is no year, and in a blink of an eye, two or three hundred years have passed, during which Qinglian Daoist has been in retreat in Qingqiu Mountain, and Chen Hua is also staying in Qingqiu Mountain, but he seems to be much more leisurely, not drinking tea with Hu Ling'er and discussing the Tao, but instructing Chang'e and the children of Qingqiu to cultivate.

On this day, in Qingqiu Mountain, in a pavilion on the backdrop of the mountainside, Chen Hua, Qingqiu Ancestor and Hu Ling'er were drinking tea and chatting, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Hu Ling'er, who was dressed in a white dreamy fairy robe, elegantly sipped the tea, and the whole person exuded a mysterious and special atmosphere. Obviously, under the personal guidance of Chen Hua over the years, although Hu Linger's mana has not increased much, his comprehension of the Great Dao has entered the realm a lot.

Decades ago, the Qingqiu Ancestor came out of the customs, but he also made a lot of progress in cultivation, and he had already reached the peak strength of the middle stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and he was one step away from reaching the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. However, compared with his granddaughter, it still made Qingqiu Ancestor a little embarrassed and helpless.

"Brother Hua, why did you let Chang'e leave? It's not that you don't know how chaotic it is in the wilderness right now! Hu Ling'er, who seemed to think of something, couldn't help but look at Chen Huadao with a slight frown.

Hearing this, Chen Hua, who was sipping the tea lightly, just smiled faintly and said: "Although the child looks weak, she is stubborn and stubborn, she wants to leave, if I stop me, even if I can leave her people, but her heart has already flown outside." With his strength when he first entered Taiyi Sanxian, his strength was also good in the wilderness. Although she is very talented, she also lacks some experience, so it is good to go out and take a look and experience experience! ”

"Besides, Chang'e will inevitably go to the Terran Race when she leaves, and it is not far from here, and there are also a few Taiyi Scattered Immortal monks among the Terrans, so there is no need to worry about any danger!" Turning to aging is to continue confidently and casually.

Qingqiu Old Ancestor couldn't help but nod and sigh when he heard this, and said with a smile: "What Tianzun said is true! This human race is indeed the creation of heaven and earth! In just two or three hundred years, it has basically recovered its vitality, and even the Taiyi Scattered Immortal Master has been born, which is really not to be underestimated! ”

"What, if it weren't for Brother Hua to open a small stove for those little guys, it would be good if one or two Taiyi Scattered Immortal masters could be born among them, and I'm afraid the others would still be trapped in the peak of Xuan Immortal!" Hu Ling'er pouted a little playfully and smiled.

Chen Hua couldn't help but smile when he saw this, although Lingling was much more mature and stable, her playful and lovely true temperament was still undisguised in front of her.

Qingqiu Old Ancestor also shook his head and laughed when he heard this, he had nothing to do with this granddaughter.

However, today's human race is indeed developing well! The terrifying ability to reproduce has made the human race grow from tens of thousands of people to billions in the blink of an eye in two or three hundred years, and many monks of the human race have been born, many of whom are extremely talented.

This is only the human race in the vein of Qingqiu Mountain, and the human race gathered around Wanshou Mountain, under the conscious guidance and teaching of Zhen Yuanzi, has developed into a population base of one or two hundred billion, dozens of Taiyi scattered immortals, and even three golden immortals were born. In comparison, it is much stronger than the Qingqiu Mountain lineage.

But Zhen Yuanzi would not have thought that it was precisely because of his teaching to the human race that after the human race became the master of the flood wilderness, when there were many cultivators, he slowly made him admired by the human race and had the reputation of the ancestor of the earth immortals!

In the small talk, time always flies quickly, and it is normal for the three of them to enjoy tea and chat for ten days and a half.

"Huh?" And this time the tea tasting has not been half a day, and Chen Hua, whose expression moved slightly, suddenly flashed a fine light in his eyes and said with a faint smile: "Ancestor, Lingling, I have something to do, and I will come back soon!" ”

"Something? Could it be" Hu Ling'er frowned slightly when she heard this, and then her beautiful eyes flickered and she couldn't help but look at Chen Huadao with a slight expression.

Facing Hu Linger's curious gaze, Chen Hua just smiled faintly, and then put down the teacup lightly and disappeared. And the next moment, Chen Hua appeared in the sky of Qingqiu Mountain, and left Qingqiu Mountain with faint spatial ripples.

Looking at this scene, Qingqiu Ancestor couldn't help but sigh with shining eyes: "Over the years, although I haven't seen Tianzun cultivate, I can vaguely feel that the aura on his body is slowly changing, and there is always a feeling in my heart that I can't see through it more and more. This magical power that is used at will quietly and silently, seems to be a wind pass, like a retreat, and it doesn't seem to be, it's really mysterious! ”

"Grandpa, although Brother Hua doesn't practice, his three corpse incarnations are always cultivating. Moreover, for Brother Hua, everything he sees, says and hears is mysterious! When Hu Ling'er heard this, she smiled and said: "The magic power used by Brother Hua is a space magic power, and the end is extremely mysterious!" Even Brother Hua himself said that he was just appreciating the skin. Grandpa's cultivation is the subtlety of the wind, which is in line with this space, but you can try to understand it. If you have an understanding, it's amazing! ”

Hearing this, Qingqiu Ancestor's expression moved slightly, and he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Even Tianzun is only comprehending the skin, so I don't dare to think about it!" Grandpa doesn't ask for anything else, as long as he can keep me calm in Qingqiu. ”

"Grandpa is free and easy, but how can there be a real purity in this wilderness!" Hu Ling'er smiled when she heard this, and said with a slight sigh

It is said that the Houtu of the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan, since the opportunity to refine the Yuan Shen, and there is Chen Hua to guide the Yuan Shen cultivation method, the Yuan Shen is becoming stronger and stronger, but he also vaguely feels some fate between heaven and earth, and Zhi Lu Dao has a big fate law to complete by himself. This is in response to what Chen Hua said, and it makes Houtu feel that it is very important to the Wu Clan, and it can't help but make Houtu leave the Wu Clan to travel and pursue in the wilderness.

In the northwest of the desolate land, in the midst of a barren mountain, standing quietly on the back soil of a mountain, overlooking the dark red blood stains in the valley below and the corpses of beasts that had been torn and gnawed, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and a trace of sentimentality flashed in his eyes.

For hundreds of years, along the way, I have seen too many fights in the wilderness, felt the increasing blood, death and resentment in the wilderness, and felt the nostalgia of the Houtu, and I also vaguely felt that the fate in the dark was slowly approaching me.

The sun slowly set in the west, and soon it was night, and Houtu stood like this for most of the day.

"Huh?" Houtu, who seemed to feel something, couldn't help but move to the valley, only to see that in the dark valley, a faintly blood-colored dark illusory figure hidden in the cave was floating next to the beast corpse in the valley, and in an instant, a trace of blood and remnant soul breath was absorbed by the dark shadow.

Absorbing the faint shadows of those faint breaths, he slowly walked towards the northwest, as if he had been pulled by something.

And feeling the faint fluctuation of the bloody aura, Houtu, who frowned slightly, also followed.

And the direction that Hou Tu chased was a dangerous place, which was the netherworld blood sea transformed by the blood and qi filth of the Pangu navel, and it was also the lair of the ancestor of the Styx.

It is said that there are many fights and fights in this desolation, and the gathering of death and resentment also makes many living beings turn into souls after death. This soul likes yin, but the yin energy of the Taiyin Star, which has the heaviest yin qi in the flood wilderness, is not something that these souls can bear. On the contrary, the Netherworld Blood Sea, which gathers the filthy and evil aura, is the ideal place for these souls to return.

This situation had already been known to the Styx Ancestor who had recovered from his injuries in the Netherworld Blood Sea and had reached the peak strength of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in one fell swoop. At first, this Styx Ancestor didn't care. However, later, Nuwa created people to achieve the position of saints, but it made the Styx Ancestor move in his heart, and with the help of the soul in the sea of blood, he created the Asura clan, and because of this, he gained merit, cultivated to a great advancement, and beheaded two corpses one after another, becoming a master in the wilderness.

After Hou Tu chased the soul to the Netherworld Blood Sea, he found that it was full of death, resentment and murderous aura, and what surprised Hou Tu even more was the cruel scene of many souls fighting each other.

This soul is strong and weak, and only souls full of murder, death, and resentment can turn into the Asura clan, so the Styx Ancestor intends to control these souls to fight, in order to add more population to his Asura clan.

Seeing those lonely souls and wild ghosts like this, Houtu felt sad in his heart, and two tears couldn't help but shed from the corners of his eyes, and the incomparably kind and compassionate tears fell into the netherworld blood sea, and immediately emitted a blue light rippling, and in an instant, a large sea of blood was purified into clear water.

After that, the earth was transformed by the turbidity of heaven and earth, and it was of the same essence as the sea of blood. But the tears shed by Houtu because of his sympathy for the souls in the sea of blood made his Yuan Shen and those souls vaguely have a wonderful connection.