Chapter Seventy-Nine: Emperor Yan Appears, Houtu Instructs

In the Houtu Temple, the atmosphere is slightly quiet.

After the ancestor Wu was named, he didn't say anything more, just looked Fengxi up and down.

Feng Xi was puzzled, but he didn't dare to have any doubts - you are the big guy, you are happy.

But as time passed, he sensed something was wrong.

Although...... Feng Xi is handsome and extraordinary, as long as he does not open his mouth and is full of crooked truths, there is no doubt that he will be the best example among beautiful men.

However, the time that Hou Tuzu Wu has stayed on him for the time being...... It's too long, it's too long!

The length is abnormal.

Feng Xi didn't think that this ancestral witch would be a nymphomaniac.

And quite crucially, Houtu's gaze!

That gaze was so penetrating that Feng Xi felt as if she was running naked under the sun...... No, it's more serious than that.

Clothes can't block this vision, and flesh and bones are all seen through.

Even the sea of memory, the imprint of the true spirit, and the origin of the soul will be clearly and thoroughly perceived by this ancestral witch.

Feng Xi shuddered, uneasy to the extreme.

But he couldn't do anything, so he could only let this ancestor find out the past of bedwetting when he was a child in his previous life, and even the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.

'Does the power of the desolate world have such bad habits?' Feng Xi was miserable in his heart, 'This is the case with the Emperor Jiang Ancestor Witch, and the same is true for the Great Sage of Fuxi...... Turning over people's origins and checking people's roots at every turn, so that my poor little one has no privacy at all......

He kept slandering, with a little malicious speculation, 'Is such a tacit consensus behavior, in a more ancient era, some lucky power was miserably pitted by the undercover traitors lurking around him?'

'That's why there is a teacher who never forgets the past and the future?'

'Fragile nerves, sensitive responses...... What a profound lesson this must be?'

Feng Xi thought about it, and at the same time stood obediently and accepted the inspection.

- Ahh

Life is like that, if you can't resist, you can only accept it silently.

Not to mention.

The leader's audit of you, is that a violation?

That's caring, that's a routine before delegating work, you know?

As the so-called heaven descends on the people, they must first suffer......

Feng Xi's thoughts turned around, and even he didn't know where he was going.

In fact, he wasn't too worried about the behavior of the Houtu Ancestor Witch-

He Fengxi, he is an innocent little witch who has been jointly recognized by the two great supernatural powers of Dijiang Ancestor and Fuxi Dasheng, and can it be the same as those bewitching and slutty Daluo Trumpets who "have an epiphany" at every turn?

It's not the same!

Looking back on the past, the wind and light projection in the depths of my heart showed bitter tears on my face.

If God can give him a chance, he really wants to have a big backer behind him......

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, originating from the Houtu Ancestor Witch.

This heroic female giant stood up violently, and the divine light between her eyes almost condensed into substance at this moment, shining on Fengxi's true spirit.

Mutation, right now!

"Buzz!"

In Fengxi's originally clear and pure true spirit imprint, a little spark appeared out of nothing!

The firelight flickered away, appearing and disappearing so quickly and suddenly.

Don't say that it's an ordinary Da Luo, even if it's a person who is idle, I'm afraid you can't see and grasp it.

It's a pity that right now, it is the Houtu who is standing here, the Houtu who is going all out, the supreme giant who can control the reincarnation of all living beings in the ancient and modern future, the heavens and all the worlds, and stand at the pinnacle in the study of true spirits!

Looking at the entire desolate universe, how many people can hide from the sky and the sea in front of her with all her might?

The deepest treachery of Fengxi's true spirit did not escape her means after all.

"Out of nothing, hidden invisible?good!good!good!good!" Hou Tu couldn't see the joy, anger and sorrow on his face, "Taiyi Daluo's housekeeping skills...... If I hadn't had to arrange some important work, in order to prevent problems, I would have used my peak strength to check every bit repeatedly, and I really wouldn't have been able to find any clues. ”

"Huh...... It seems that I will have a chance to laugh at Dijiang and Fuxi in the future. Houtu smiled lightly, "Although this is a non-war crime, their blind nickname can be installed." ”

"As for you...... Let me see who you really are!"

Zu Wu took a step forward.

At this moment, Feng Xi felt a great terror and a great intoxication.

In his vision, the heavens vanished, the earth vanished, and everything that had been in the surroundings vanished.

Instead, there is a vast and endless river flowing, rippling the fluctuations of the years.

He barely opened his eyes wide and looked intently, but he saw that the long river was undulating, and the endless heavens were born and destroyed, the world was born and destroyed, and life was born, grown, and died...... In the cycle of creation and end, there is a song of creation playing!

Creation revolves everything and expounds everything.

This is like the broadest and broadest soil, silently nurturing everything and reproducing everything.

This is the Word!

Fengxi was intoxicated and sunk in it...... At this moment, he understood like never before why there was a rumor circulating that he would die at night.

When the supreme ultimate you are striving for is placed in front of you like this, how many people can be calm?

If you can be calm, it can only show that you haven't really liked or pursued it.

Of course.

Even if it is a sinking avenue and is willing to sacrifice for it, there is a time process.

Day and night, it is a reprieve.

When the Great Dao, with all that it had evolved, crashed towards the wind...... That is to execute death immediately.

No matter how much you sink, you will be scared awake.

"Ahh

The wind and the soul are in danger, and they want to retreat and dodge...... But it didn't work, he had nowhere to run.

I could only watch as an endless force washed over, as if it was about to crush him to slag.

Right now!

"Boom!"

The fleeting spark began to burn.

This kind of burning is very mysterious.

It does not seem to consume anything existing and real, and it completely evolves out of complete nothingness, becoming its own source of power, where it interprets the most fantastic and mysterious truths.

In the trance, a kind of avenue is cast.

As soon as the avenue appeared, it attacked the Dao of the Houtu Ancestor Witch.

If it is said that the Tao of the Houtu Ancestor is like the thick soil of the earth to create all things and nurture all things, then this kind of Tao is burning, it is a flame, it is a vigorous vitality, and it is passed down from generation to generation!

The flames, which burn everything and burn everything, are the ultimate destruction, but not just destruction!

Everything burns, leaving behind a handful of ashes, containing the hope and expectation of the future life.

In the dark, as if a big hand was pushing, those ashes gathered, nourishing some seeds that had been specially preserved, allowing them to grow......

The avenue of the Houtu Ancestor Witch, the cycle of birth and death, and the endless cycle of reincarnation, is not something that can be burned clean with a fire.

The earth conserves life, and the things that have been destroyed reappear, mingling among the seeds, like weeds, interfere with and hinder their growth.

"Alas......"

A very high, ethereal voice seems to come from the deepest part of the river of time, controlling everything and changing everything.

That kind of avenue, because of the change, turned into a knife, into a sickle, into a hoe, into an axe, quietly and patiently to remove weeds, carefully care for the seeds, until the harvestβ€”

A colorful ear of rice!

At this moment, Houtu Ancestor Wu's face changed, and he became solemn like never before, staring at the rice ears, no longer as casual and leisurely as before.

"Emperor Yan!" her eyes didn't blink, "it doesn't match any of the powerful Dao in the world...... You're not in the present, you're in the future?"

"Sure enough, this little guy ...... It's one of the rafts you're targeting!"

"Heh......"

In the void, there seemed to be a faint laughter, not admitting or denying it, just pushing the flow of the avenue by itself.

When the wind blew, the ears of rice fell.

One seed now, when it comes to the next harvest, is a thousand, ten thousand!

One after another, people have worked hard and sweated, slash and burn, silently cultivating them, relying on them, to challenge the eternal bloody norms of the vicissitudes of the world, breaking the balance between simple hunting and being hunted, the law of the jungle, and the so-called ecology, trying to tear the chains engraved in the body when the world derives all things, to decide the future you want!

A belief, a great avenue...... Like the vigorous flame light is burning, transforming the world, invading the universe, and pushing back the avenue of the Houtu Ancestor Witch!

"Heaven and earth are constant, all things are born and die......" Houtu's eyes are condensed, and a thought is turned, which is the collapse of the sky and the earth, and the vicissitudes of life.

One unexpected calamity after another can destroy the rice seed that represents hope.

"Alas. ”

Sigh softly, with a little sigh and helplessness...... Then I saw that the avenue began to crumble, and a little spark was extinguished.

A little sadness and sadness rose in Fengxi's heart.

He inexplicably understood the confrontation between the two supreme powers, and felt sorry for the existence behind that little spark.

It's not that there is a disparity in strength, but there is a difference between high and low...... It's purely because that person can't come and fight away from home that it's difficult to defeat the enemy.

It's the time of the Lich!

Feng Xi's nose was a little sour.

However, at this moment, the Houtu Ancestor Wu withdrew his hand, no longer pressed forward, but instead shook out a divine thought: "Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

"You don't need to stay ......" the same divine thought came, "This battle is the best skill of Houtu Dao friends." ”

"Since you want it, I'll give you this chip...... Whether it is killing or chopping, listen to it. ”

The divine thoughts gradually faded, and finally there was no trace of them completely.

In the true spirit of Fengxi, that little spark is dim, and there is no longer a little brilliance to be seen.

Houtu furrowed his good-looking eyebrows, a little unpleasant.

Feng Xi was dumbfounded.

'Emperor Yan, Boss Shennong!'

'Will you take me with you when you're gone?'

'You've pretended you've had enough now, but you're leaving me behind...... Do you still say that you can kill and chop?'

'O Ancestors!'

'Can we stop being so bad?!'

'I don't blame you for not usually giving me a hanging...... But don't send me to the guillotine at this critical time!'

A crystal liquid flowed out of the corners of Fengxi's eyes, sad and sad.

At this moment, he felt that he was the most pitiful cub in the world.

'Oh my God!'

'O earth!'

Right now, Tuzu Wu looked at me with a very wrong look in his eyes...... What should I do?'

'Am I self-sufficient?'

'Why don't you struggle and resist and be slapped to death?'

'Wait!'

Fengxi waited sadly for the fall of the earth, and a pair of ears seemed to have auditory hallucinations-

'It's hopeless!Wait for death!'

However, just when he was discouraged......

"Don't be so nervous...... The ignorant are not guilty. ”

Houtu Zuwu looked at him and calmly reassured.

"Huh?"

Feng Xi looked up in astonishment, but saw that the Houtu Ancestor Witch had never been as great and sacred as it is now...... No, no, Houtu Zuwu has always been great and sacred.

"I already know everything about your situation...... "Tuzu Wu sat down again, "Just now, it was just a verification or two." ”

"Don't look at me like this......" Houtu glanced at Fengxi and made a confident appearance, "If it weren't for that, how could Chi Songzi block the robbery and resolve the will of heaven for you in the first place?"

"Do you really think that Da Luo is idle and has nothing to do?"

Feng Xi didn't say a word, and listened honestly.

Hou Tuzu Wu continued: "Little one, you don't have to worry about anything...... Aren't you just involved with Shennong?"

"Huh...... Among my Wu clan, there are not many others, but there are a lot of trumpets in Da Luo. ”

"Pull out the top 100 little witches in each region and each field, gather them together, and then throw a random brick into it...... I'm afraid I can hit two or three big Luo Trumpets. ”

"Isn't it just one more five-party god now? Isn't it just to capture the traces of the Yan Emperor who suppressed Zhurong's ancestral witch? normal! normal!"

Houtu Ancestor Wu said casually, but Feng Xi was shocked when he listened.

'If you don't scare people, let me not be nervous...... What are the five gods?'

With such a fragmented thought, Feng Xi just looked at his nose and nose, and didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to ask anything.

Houtu Zuwu didn't care either, and flipped over the table with one hand, "What about you, can you have something to do with Emperor Yan...... That's a good thing. ”

"Because, there is a difficult job to be handed over to you in the organization...... Originally, I was a little worried that your foundation was too shallow, even if you were only the person in charge of part of the work, it was a bit hanging. ”

"But now, I'm not worried. Houtu smiled slightly, "I just don't know you, are you willing?"

"May I ask, what kind of work it is?" a chill rose behind Feng Xi.

"You should remember. Houtu Ancestor Wu muttered, "The origin of our Wu clan...... Intercepted countless determined talents in endless time and space, stepped through time, refined the fake into the truth, and became a witch clan. ”

"Join the army and fight, and fight for the position of the protagonist of the world of the human race. ”

"But what...... The human heart is made of flesh. Houtu sighed, "Far away from my hometown, I struggled in a strange era...... For each of our fighters, there is a tremendous psychological and spiritual pressure. ”

"This emotion needs to be channeled. ”

"It's like the Great Fuxi Alliance, the Zhuan Origin Alliance...... In fact, it is all a spontaneous interpretation of this kind of grooming. ”

"Considering the voices of the vast number of Xiaowu, I have decided to attach importance to the ideological and spiritual work in this regard. ”

"So ......"