Styx Ancestor took one last look at the dark hell and the reincarnation a little farther away, and sighed.

The petals of the blood lotus slowly closed, enveloping his tall and thin figure, and sank into the sea of blood again.

Four pillars of light with different colors on the horizon landed in front of the Ghost Gate almost at the same time, which were gold, silver, red, and blue, and Candle Jiuyin and the others had already arrived.

Xiao Qian's eyesight was excellent, and he saw a familiar figure standing by the sea of blood from a long distance, and flew towards that side without thinking about it.

Candle Jiuyin looked at the reincarnation hell that suddenly appeared under the Nine Shadows, first stunned for a moment, and then looked at the eighteen-layer hell and the rushing river that fell into the ground with a sad expression, and also walked towards the sea of blood, leaving only Ying Long and Qinglong standing still in place.

Who else could anyone but Wu Zhiqi be the person who was lost and standing alone by the sea of blood?

It wasn't until the silver-haired girl broke into his sight that he woke up, his trembling hands pointing first at Hell and then at Yellow Springs.

Xiao Qian is such a smart woman, when she was on the road before, she heard the voice of the second brother resounding in her heart, and remembered his explanation before leaving, and tears welled up in an instant.

She flashed to the edge of hell and strodged the two tall pillars at the entrance, weeping silently.

Candle Jiuyin didn't come close to see it, and with his ability to deduce the heavenly machine, he knew the choice of the ancestral witch Houtu when he saw the Hades Book descending.

The second brother and Houtu have been in love for many years, and since Houtu wants to be martyred and fulfill all living beings in the wilderness, how can the second brother let it go.

It must be the end of going with her.

Prophets often foresee certain things, but they are also bound to be affected by them earlier.

Wu Zhiqi finally came back to his senses completely, he gently patted Candle Jiuyin's shoulder, looking at Xiao Qian's crying back, full of distress, and didn't know how to comfort him.

Candle Jiuyin nodded to indicate that there was nothing to do, but his hands in the brocade robe were clenched into fists and did not let go for a long time.

Before Ying Long and Qinglong also came to hell at some point, they looked at this gloomy building with grief.

Candle Jiuyin turned around, "looked" at a book and a pen held by Wu Zhiqi, and asked, "This is?"

"The Book of Hades. After helping the two of them open up reincarnation, they became like this. The Styx Ancestor said that it is related to the luck of the human race in the future, so let me find a successor to pass it on. ”

Candle Jiuyin nodded:

"I see...... Then you can keep it. ”

The whispered conversation between the two did not lower their voices, and at this time, Ying Long turned his head to look at Wu Zhiqi, and after seeing the book and a pen that disappeared in his hand, he just narrowed his narrow and feminine eyes and didn't say anything.

This was the first time Wu Zhiqi saw the two brothers of Candle and Xiao Qian, and he was a little nervous, but when he saw Ying Long for the first time, he didn't like this guy who was gloomy and wanted to wear a dazzling golden outfit.

And his eyes, there is no majesty and arrogance that is common in the transformation of high-level dragons, only a somewhat uncomfortable cold feeling, as if looking at you is not a divine dragon, but a slippery and cold snake spitting letters at him.

Wu Zhiqi quietly put away the book of life and death and the judge's pen, and bowed earnestly to the six reincarnations of the Houtu incarnation and the hell of the incarnation of the Dark Dragon.

He looked at Xiao Qian, who was still sobbing, with some unease, but he knew that Ying Long, who had always felt that he was not worthy of Xiao Qian, was here, and he should not have any chance to talk to Xiao Qian, and he was embarrassed, Candle Jiuyin seemed to know his thoughts, and said to him:

"Although the second brother is dead now, he can repair the Heavenly Dao with the ancestral witch Houtu, and it is also his wish to think about it. After a pause, he said to Wu Zhiqi:

"You are a spectator of reincarnation, this kind of feat can even be compared to the Pangu God who opened the world back then, I think there is a lot of understanding, why don't you go back and cultivate well, and strive to take this opportunity to go further?"

Wu Zhiqi nodded without hesitation after hearing this:

"Then I'll go and take care of the little dive. ”

Candle Jiuyin said "um", it was no longer the cynical appearance of the past, it was very lonely, but Wu Zhiqi knew that it would be useless for him to stay here, it was better to improve his strength earlier and get the recognition of the dragon clan, and after taking a look at Xiao Qian, he turned into a gray light and flew to the ground.

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The Witch Temple is located in the empty mulberry valley, mysterious and extraordinary, no one knows where it came from, the world has only heard that eleven ancestral witches and dozens of powerful witches were born in it.

The Witch Temple has always been a forbidden place for the Wu Clan, even if it is the Wu Clan, unless the elder level is forbidden to enter, now the Wu Clan is declining, and the Witch God Temple is no longer the appearance of the ancestral witch entering and exiting it more than a hundred years ago, the majestic and strange bronze gate is a long stone staircase, the stone ladder is full of dust, and even the gate that is ten zhang high is covered with green vines.

From the outside, the entire witch temple is embedded in a mountain wall, and only the bronze gate stands outside the stone wall, and if you don't look closely, you can't even find these two old bronze doors in the dense green vines.

Inside the bronze door is a dark hall, and there are eleven chairs made of South China Sea fire jade on the top, but now the chairs are empty, and even the dozens of chairs placed in the center of the hall have accumulated a layer of light dust, which looks very desolate.

Further inside is the usual retreat place of the Wu master, from a deep corridor divided into two columns, in the third stone room on the left, a beautiful woman with red hair closed her eyes and knees, is quietly practicing, suddenly she felt something, a pair of peach blossom eyes slowly opened, the extremely beautiful eyes were occupied by rich sadness, no look, slowly left two lines of tears, she could no longer sit still, can only weakly fall to the ground, whispered in her mouth: "Sister ......"

In the stone room next to her, there sat a young man whose eyebrows and eyes looked a little immature, but his figure was already a tiger's back, his eyebrows were as hard as a knife, and his bare upper body muscles were as strong as iron, after feeling that the ancestral witch Houtu had been incarnated into reincarnation, he was covered in green muscles, but he controlled himself very strongly, not showing sad emotions, but he was angry, his steel teeth were crushed, and a pair of tiger eyes were faintly red, as if he was angry at the injustice of heaven, his big fist slammed the ground, and the entire witch temple seemed to tremble。

The sturdy young man stood up, and it was as if there was an additional god in the witch temple.

He randomly found an animal skin to put on his body, walked out of the stone room that had been closed for many years, bowed silently to the stone room where Zhu Rong was, and respectfully walked to the stone room where Houtu had been closed and bowed three times and bowed nine times, and then slowly pushed open the bronze door that had been locked for a hundred years, and tore off the countless vines wrapped around the door one by one, and walked out of the Witch Temple for the first time in his life.

From today on, there is no more silent and retreating young witch clan in the witch temple, and there is more young man named Chiyou in the world.

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Western Pure Land of Bliss.

Once upon a time there was a Mount Meru.

There is a temple on Mount Meru.

In the temple...... There are two monks.

There is also a linden tree that has grown for many years.

One of the two monks was young and full of earlobes, full of treasures and blessings, and the other was old and sick, with tattered clothes and drooping eyebrows, looking extremely miserable.

At this time, the two monks were looking at the reincarnation hell under the nine shadows from a distance, watching countless ghosts leave the desolate land and rush to the afterlife under the traction of the power of reincarnation.

In addition to Houtu and the Dark Dragon, how many people in this world can afford to be led and worshiped by the saints who later became saints?

The Buddha sighed with a sigh:

"Houtu and Hadeson were martyred, and they were also merciful. ”

Holding the quasi-lifting jaw head of the green bamboo branch correspondingly:

"Good, good. ”

Then he looked back at Zhun Ti, and the one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds in his hand slowly turned, and said:

"Senior brother, now that reincarnation has appeared, it is the time for my religion to flourish. ”

With a pair of figure-eight eyebrows, Zhun Ti, who was born with a sad face, rarely had some joy.

"That's right, I'm going down the mountain to travel, looking for some qualified disciples to preach in the world, and to purify the common people. ”

The guide looked at Zhun Ti's long eyebrows floating slightly, knowing that his heart was full of joy in his heart, so he also smiled slowly, and he clasped his hands together:

"Hard work, junior brother. ”

Zhun Ti waved the bamboo branch in his hand to say goodbye to his senior brother, and his body was a little rickety and went down the mountain, the pace was very small, and the steps were not fast, but every time he took a step, there was a golden lotus blooming under his feet, and when he walked to the bottom of the mountain, there were already countless lotus flowers swaying on the mountain road.

The Buddha entered the world and gave birth to lotus step by step.

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In Zixiao Palace, the middle-aged Taoist who seemed to have never left the high platform for countless years felt the changes in the Heavenly Dao, and sighed with some regret in relief.

"It's a pity that Houtu and Stygian have two children. ”

He shook his head, no longer feeling nostalgic, and said softly:

"Haotian, Yaoqiong. ”

A pair of young men who had been sitting cross-legged under the high platform stood up, the man was handsome, the woman was delicate, as if they were a pair made in heaven.

"Now that the demon clan is weak, the two of you can enter the Heavenly Court, be the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, and jointly maintain the operation of the Heavenly Dao. ”

The two people in the audience showed surprise on their faces, knelt down respectfully, and said respectfully:

"Obey the decree of the Dao Ancestor!"

Dao Ancestor Hongjun waved his hand, and a long sword with cold light appeared in the air in front of him, and a small green and lovely sapling and a small flag hidden in the clouds and mist appeared on the side of the long sword.

"This sword was refined in my spare time, so it was named after you, called Haotian Sword, this is a peach sapling and a plain cloud flag, so that you can command the immortals. ”

Haotian and Yaoqiong were overjoyed, the power of the long sword refined by Dao Ancestor himself Needless to say, this peach tree is one of the innate spiritual roots, extremely wonderful, it is said that mortals can live forever if they eat it, and some talented cultivators have the hope of pursuing the immortal path after eating, and this plain cloud realm flag is a wonderful innate spiritual treasure.

The two of them have changed from the boy under the throne of the Dao Ancestor to the lord of the heavenly court, and can even be said to be the nominal master of this world, how can they not be happy?

"Without further ado, let's go to Heaven. ”

The two of them hurriedly restrained their smiles, and after three bows and nine knocks, they left Zixiao Palace and went to Heaven to take charge of the Three Realms.

The appearance of the middle-aged Taoist is not surprising, but those eyes seem to contain thousands of stars that are constantly born and destroyed, and they are as vast as a sea of stars.

He took out a scroll and stroked it lightly in his hand, and said to himself:

"The books of the earth have all appeared, I don't know when it will be the time for you to be born?"