Chapter 1221: My Name: Houtu
This passage is extremely long, and the blue brick floor under your feet leads directly to the interior of the space.
It was supposed to be a dark and empty world, but it was obvious, but it seemed to have another world.
When Wei Ziqing stepped here, he could find that with his own entry, the world in front of him seemed to be constantly expanding.
This is not really an expansion, but an expansion of the soul and soul, as if, invisibly, everything you are in, your knowledge, your senses, are magnified!
Finally, I don't know how long it took, Wei Ziqing finally finished the passage, and at the end of the passage, it was an extremely wide, but like an underground palace of an ancient giant.
Standing here, I feel like an ant that is constantly shrinking, and I have no sense of existence at all.
But what really shocked Wei Ziqing was that in front of him, he was all around, and in this huge palace, there were twelve giant statues that were tens of thousands of feet high.
These statues are different, and even if they are just statues, Wei Ziqing can still perceive the supreme majesty emanating from these statues.
That's the kind of existence, even if you have already arrived in Da Luo, you will feel the coercion.
is the feeling that the Queen Mother of the West gave herself at the beginning, and it is not as good as the feeling they gave themselves who were just statues.
These statues are as red as fire, with six legs and four wings, and are chaotic and faceless......
or a bird's body and a human face, and two dragons on its feet......
or the head of a beast, clothed in red scales, with a fiery serpent in its ears, and a fiery dragon on its feet......
"Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Gonggong, Xuanming...... This is, the Twelve Ancient Ancestors! ”
Wei Ziqing's face was shocked, and he immediately recognized the identity of these statues, they were the Twelve Ancient Ancestors.
"How is this possible...... In the depths of this hell, why is there such an ancient twelve ancestor witches! ”
Could this be ......
Thinking of this, Wei Ziqing raised his head suddenly, only to see that directly above the palace, there were several mysterious and mysterious words hanging above the palace, that kind of text Wei Ziqing couldn't understand, but he just understood!
"Ancestral Witch Palace!"
Wei Ziqing was full of disbelief, his heart was boiling like a river and a sea, why...... Why did that mysterious man appear here on his own, and why is that......
Suddenly, Wei Ziqing's body trembled suddenly, and he suddenly turned his gaze to the center of the Ancestral Witch Palace.
There, there was a huge altar.
But this altar is extremely strange, because it is more like an altar than a pool of blood!
The sea of blood in the pool was surging, as if something was about to overflow from the pool of blood, and it was this pool of blood that caused Wei Ziqing's body to tremble......
Within this pool of blood, there is something that resonates with one's own bloodline.
Just when Wei Ziqing looked at the blood pool, in the blood pool, there was a sudden golden light, and at this time, I saw wisps of golden light rising from the blood pool......
They converged in the void, and soon, a drop of golden blood the size of a fist was directly formed there!
"Pangu Essence Blood! How is this possible! ”
It's amazing!
Whether it's this ancestral witch hall or this ancient essence blood......
Neither of these things should exist in this place.
At that time, the demon court and the twelve ancestral witches fought against each other.
One is the supreme in heaven!
One is the king of the ground!
And because of the calculations of the ancient sages, whether it was the ancestral witch or the demon court, the vitality was lost.
Not to mention the Ancestral Witch Palace, even the essence blood left by the Twelve Ancestral Witches should have disappeared into this world a long time ago, why, there are these existences in this place......
"Is it ......?"
Remembering the mysterious man who was watching him behind his back.
If there are still people in this world who can make themselves unaware of it, then there is only one realm.
That's the saint!
And to be able to preserve the Ancestral Witch Temple, but also to protect the essence and blood of Pangu, except for her, I'm afraid it's impossible for anyone, right?
"Is that you?"
Wei Ziqing didn't look at the ancient essence blood.
Seriously, for Pangu essence blood, Wei Ziqing is extremely longing.
The body of his ancestral witch must rely on the essence blood of Pangu to cultivate, although it is said that in the world of the zombie, he got a drop of the essence blood of Pangu, but for this world, the power of that Pangu essence blood is far less terrifying than this world.
After all, Pangu in that world was a quasi-saint cultivation at best.
It is similar to the strength of the ancestral witches in this world.
Only the true Twelve Ancestral Witch Essence Blood can be regarded as the real Pangu Essence Blood.
And as long as there is this drop of essence blood, he will definitely be able to successfully reach the body of the ancestral witch, incarnate the real ancestral witch, and with the real ancestral witch body, even if he is against Shang Haotian, if he comes, he can have a real chance of winning.
But......
Wei Ziqing still endured the excitement in his heart about Pangu's essence and blood, he wanted to know something.
Really......
Hearing Wei Ziqing's words, in the extremely empty ancestral witch hall, there was a faint sigh: "Yes, it's my ......"
The voice was faint, but it was full of emptiness and majesty, as if with her opening, the entire Ancestral Witch Hall came alive, and even, the whole hell trembled......
Countless ghosts and ghosts, even Hades, etc., all knelt down at this time, trembling......
"Why don't you come out and see each other?"
Hearing this voice, Wei Ziqing's fists clenched.
Sage!
Even if he met the saint Tongtian, but when he met a saint at one time, Wei Ziqing still couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.
"It's not that it's not seen, it's that it's not seen..."
"Why?"
"Because, my name: Houtu ......"
Houtu ......
Wei Ziqing paused, and then a helpless look appeared on his face: "Sure enough, what the rumors say, is it all true?" ”
It is rumored that Houtu incarnated into the six realms of reincarnation, and although he achieved the body of a saint, he also lost his freedom.
The six realms of reincarnation are one, and the Houtu no longer exists, once the Houtu appears, then there is only one end, that is: the six realms of reincarnation collapse, and they live up to their existence!
"So, this Pangu essence blood is actually your essence blood, right? You specially let me enter this ancestral witch hall, and put your Pangu essence blood in front of me, can I think that you specially want to give me this Pangu essence blood? ”
The air suddenly became quiet.
After a long time, Houtu spoke: "Yes!" ”
"Why?"
"Because: my name is Houtu!"
The same sentence, but this sentence is being spoken, but it has two different meanings.
But Wei Ziqing understood.
The former represents the Houtu Sage, the Houtu Sage who incarnates the six realms of reincarnation.
But the latter represents the ancestral witch Houtu, the one of the twelve ancestral witches, the Houtu Niangniang!
"Why do you believe so much, I will ask for your blood ......?"
Wei Ziqing took a deep breath and looked around the Ancestral Witch Palace: "Perhaps, I need this drop of essence blood very much, but in the same way, I also believe that relying only on this drop of essence blood is definitely not worthy of my promise......
This is not Wei Ziqing joking.
It's not that he's rampant.
It's that this inheritance is too big, so big that it may cause him to rely on the demon clan to change the heavenly court, and even cause countless saints to rise up and attack!
This deal, the Jedi is not worth trading for themselves!
Wei Ziqing understands, and Houtu also understands!
Houtu was quiet for a long time, and sighed faintly: "I understand, if this single drop of essence blood, it is indeed not possible for you to pay such a big price, but ...... If you add the essence and blood of the remaining twelve ancestors, and the real secret of Journey to the West? ”
(End of chapter)