Xundaozi officially accepted Liu Ling as an apprentice, and after the Yuan Shi Tianzun passed on the 'Nine Turns Divine Skill' to Liu Ling, he studied the magic power method every time, and from time to time pointed out the Izumo Zi and the remnants who came to seek advice.

Liu Ling was born to practice the 'Nine Turns Divine Gong', but his practice was also biased towards the physical body, and the exercises became the 'Nine Turns Divine Gong'. There is no need for the Daozi to supervise, but Liu Ling is practicing extremely hard and seriously, which makes the Daoist nod secretly.

Soon after decades, the cultivation of the Divine Power of the Daozi was over, and the master of the Ming Dynasty was enlightened, and after explaining to the clouds, holding the remnants and the white crane boy to serve the master, he sat on the back of the three-eyed snow lion beast, took the jade unicorn, and Liu Ling left Kunlun Mountain and entered the desolate land.

Seeker Daozi re-entered the flood wilderness for more than 10,000 years, what he saw in front of him was very different, the human race was all over the desolate land, many of them lived with the Wu clan, and a few alternative demon clans lived in the human tribe, and there were also many clansmen with the blood of the Wu clan in the human race, and a few clansmen with the blood of the demon clan appeared, which made the Taoist very surprised. Most of these Terrans mixed with Lich blood have strong bodies, although they are not as strong as the bodies of the two Lich Clans, they are also much stronger than ordinary Terrans, and a few of them show some special abilities and become people with special functions.

Along the way, I couldn't help but wonder: Could this be a kind of tolerance unique to the human race, and it is also the reason why the human race finally became the protagonist of the desolate world?

While observing and thinking along the way, Xundaozi did not forget to instruct Liu Linghe and let him have some actual combat exercises with some powerful demon beasts, witch clans, and demon clans he encountered. There is nothing to say about Liu Ling's preference for sticks as weapons, the weapon of the six-eared macaque in "Journey to the West" seems to be an iron rod, what is it called 'free rod', liking sticks may be the monkey's natural surname! Let the seeker feel a little embarrassed, this iron rod is much worse than the dark red one he used before. Xundaozi also decided to return to Xundao Mountain to use his own wooden stick as the mainstay, and add some collected refining materials to Liu Ling to refine a better stick, so as not to be laughed at.

Under the tempering of the road and the guidance of the Taoist at any time, Liu Ling made rapid progress.

The seeker walked freely in the desolate land, but he unconsciously went straight to the west, walking farther and farther, and on the way, he also collected a lot of spiritual herbs and immortal medicines and some spiritual roots and immortal fruits that he had never seen before, and there were also a lot of refining materials.

As we went further and further west, there were more and more desolate places, and I felt that the souls of many desolate creatures were drifting and converging in the direction of the seeker's progress. These souls are eroded in the drift and slowly disappear.

The seeker saw the soul of the living soul floating forward, and wanted to find out, and also walked in the direction of the soul floating.

After chasing and walking, this is said to be on the edge of a vast sea, but although the waves of this sea are rolling, there are no water birds flying in the air, and there are no fish and shrimp swimming in the water, and the churning sea water is also not blue, but bright red blood, and with the smell of blood. The souls of the creatures everywhere in the desolate land actually floated to this boundless sea of blood, and as soon as the soul entered the sea of blood, the blood waves were lost in a roll.

The seeker stood on the edge of the sea of blood, not moving for a long time, and his heart was a little sad: this is the final belonging of the creatures of the desolation! Life is wonderful, fragile and fragile!

Xundaozi sighed in that sad autumn, the three-eyed snow lion beast here, the jade unicorn, but Liu Ling was inexplicably excited by the monstrous blood wave, and roared again and again.

Xundaozi stood on the shore of the sea of blood for a night, with confusion in his eyes, until the sky showed the first rays of the sun, and the confusion in Xundaozi's eyes dissipated, and was replaced by a clear and unshakable clarity without impurities. This night on the edge of the sea of blood has sublimated the state of mind of the seeker again, the heart of the Tao is stronger, and the idea of seeking the Tao is more solid.

With a sigh of relief, Xundaozi turned around and walked along the shore of the Blood Sea, followed by the three-eyed snow lion beast, the jade unicorn, and Liu Ling, who was carrying an iron rod.

The seeker walked lightly, but it seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast, and he walked tens of thousands of miles in a short time. As he was walking, he saw a woman in a goose yellow palace costume standing on the edge of the sea of blood, wanting to see the churning blood waves of the sea of blood.

When she got closer, Xundaozi saw that the woman was the ancestral witch Houtu, and Xundaozi followed her eyes and saw that what she was looking at was the place where the souls of the desolate creatures were swept by the blood waves. Looking back at Houtu's exposed face, his face was full of compassion.

Seeker walked quickly towards Houtu, who also sensed that someone was coming, turned his head to Seeker, and silently looked at Seeker who was approaching.

Xundaozi walked quickly to Houtu, and said, "Xundaozi, a disciple of Yuan Shi Tianzun, has seen Houtu Ancestor Witch!"

When Houtu heard this, he also replied: "It turned out to be the first sage Gaozu, and Houtu has seen the Taoist friend!" The voice is crisp and magnetic, which is very pleasant.

Only then did Xundaozi really notice Houtu, with his head in a cloud bun, dressed in a goose yellow palace costume, his appearance was dignified and beautiful, and his breath was warm and warm, which made people feel like bathing in spring. At this moment, he looked at the seeker with a smile on his face.

When the seeker saw the compassion of the Houtu before, his heart was moved, perhaps this is the time when the Houtu is reincarnated. I have respect for Houtu in my heart, and there is such a compassionate ancestor in the Wu clan, which is a belligerent and destructive witch, which makes the seeker very emotional.

Xundaozi knew that Houtu sacrificed his body to reincarnate for the opportunity to reincarnate for the desolate creatures, which was a true compassion heart, without any utilitarian benefits in it, like Pangu, which was the most respectable. Now that the seeker feels that he is about to witness this moment, there is no pathos in his heart, only respect. Because the seeker knows that although Houtu sacrifices his life, he will not die like the great god of Pangu, but will have other achievements because of merit, break away from the witch body, and become an alternative saint-like existence.

At this time, I heard Houtu ask, "I don't know why you are here?"

When the seeker heard this, he replied: "I traveled in the flood wilderness, and on the way, I saw many living souls drifting, that is, coming with the drifting souls, and seeing this sea of blood. Because I saw the ancestor again, I came to greet him!"

Hou Tu heard Xun Daozi mention the soul of the desolate life, the compassion on his face reappeared, and he said lightly: "These creatures are really bitter, after death, the soul has nothing to rely on, drifting to this sea of blood, many of them turned to ashes on the way, even if they arrived in this sea of blood, but they were also eroded by the sea of blood, and finally melted away, and there was no trace!"

Xundaozi also sighed and said: "Yes, after the death of the desolate creatures, there is no place to rely on, and finally disappear between heaven and earth! But where can the soul of the living soul after death be in peace, and then regain a glimmer of life?" After finishing speaking, his expression was lonely, and Xundaozi said this was indeed an unintentional move, but he did have some compassion in his heart, and said it casually, but he didn't expect his words to set off a monstrous wave in Houtu's ears.

When Houtu heard Xun Daozi say, 'Is there a place where the soul of a living soul can survive after death, and then regain a glimmer of life', he repeated it in his heart, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He turned around abruptly and saluted to the seeker: "Thank you for waking up!"

Xundaozi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly let go, but said in his mouth: "Ancestral witches don't need to be polite, Xundaozi didn't say anything, how can he be courteous?"

After the soil bowed to the Taoist, he no longer paid attention to the Taoist, and sang freely on the side, and the ancient and desolate syllables echoed the heavens and the earth. Houtu's face was sacred.

The sound of Houtu's chanting became louder and louder, and it seemed that the whole heaven and earth were reverberating.

At this moment, the sea of blood churned even more violently, and a figure rose into the sky, standing in mid-air after rushing into the sea of blood, dressed in a cyan robe, carrying two swords, and a sharp gaze swept towards the back soil and the seeker. After seeing it clearly, he stepped in front of Houtu from the air, raised his hand and saluted: "I've seen Houtu Ancestor Witch!"

Houtu also stopped singing in the middle of the chanting and saluted back: "Houtu has seen the Styx River Friend!"

Seeker also stepped forward and said, "Seeker has seen the Styx Ancestor!"

Styx raised his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he also raised his hand and saluted back: "It was originally a saint's disciple, and Styx has seen a fellow Daoist!" Then he turned back to the earth and said: "I don't know what the ancestor of the earth is doing in my sea of blood?"

Hou Tu said: "All living beings are suffering, I borrow the sea of blood to find a place for my soul to live, and I hope that my friends will be fulfilled!"

Styx: "My sea of blood is already a place for the soul of the living, why should the ancestor spend more energy!" But Styx faintly felt that if the Houtu spell continued, the sea of blood would have a big change, and he himself couldn't figure out whether it was good or bad, so he stopped it a little.

Hou Tu spoke: "When the soul of the living soul enters the sea, all of it is eroded and disappears, how is it to return? I now know why the soul of the soul is returning, and I will open a safe place for the soul of the soul with my body, and I hope that the friends of the Styx River will not be stopped!"

When Styx heard that Houtu wanted to use his own body to open a safe place for his soul, his mood trembled, and he silently walked to the side and stood aside with Seeker.

Later, Tu saw that Styx had given way, and began to pinch and chant again. There is an inexplicable aura between heaven and earth.

For a long time, Hou Tufei, who was standing on the edge of the sea of blood, stood in the air, and then a huge figure that could be millions of zhang tall appeared in the sky above the sea of blood, with a human head and a snake body, with seven hands, and a snake in each hand on his chest.

In the void, mysterious traces appeared, entangled and intertwined beside the huge figure, and there were inexplicable echoes.

With a shocking bang, a misty mist of light flashed, and the huge figure in the air was gone, and the vast and boundless sea of blood in front of the seeker was also gone, only a vast and desolate land was seen.

The fairy sound in the air is swirling, the fragrance is fragrant, the rui qi is churning, and the glow is flickering. In the void, the mighty merit Xuanhuang Qi rolled in.

Xundaozi looked at this heavenly merit Xuanhuang Qi, but it was much more than the merit Xuanhuang Qi when Nuwa created a person.

The rolling ones gathered in the vast and boundless land, and there was a wisp of rushing to seek the Daozi, but it was suddenly sucked away by the purple cyclone in the sea of consciousness when it did not enter the body of the Taoist, leaving no trace behind.

For a long time, the Xuanhuang Qi in the air has disappeared, and a figure appears in the air, with a cloud bun on his head, a goose yellow palace dress, and a beautiful face that sits upright, showing a holy state, his eyes are lightly closed, and a thick and mysterious breath lingers in his body, which is the back soil.

After a while, Hou Tu's eyes opened, and he slowly fell in front of the Styx Ancestor and Xundaozi, and opened his mouth lightly: "Now that the reincarnation underworld has come out, the souls of all living beings have a place to return." Two Taoist friends, you can take a look with me!"

ps: On the second day of the Lunar New Year, continue to greet everyone for the New Year, and wish everyone a new year with a smile and a lot of money!