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"I understand. Thank you Emperor Tian. I will discuss it with Sister Xuanming."

Houtu put away his sadness and restored his dignity and majesty as the emperor.

"Give me an answer as soon as possible."

Di Jun didn't say much, but explained it, got up and left.

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Houtu's eyes flashed with helplessness.

She bowed to the empty throne and flew towards the underworld.

Halfway through the road, a divine light came out from his hand and landed in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, outside the ancestral land of the human race, many people live here.

Unlike the vibrant atmosphere before, the current human race is somewhat declining.

A month ago, a strange disease prevailed among the human race.

Once you get sick, you will die directly in just a few days.

The disease is strange, even the immortals in the ancestral land cannot be found for the reason.

This has happened everywhere.

In just a short time, tens of thousands of people have died.

The ancestral land is in a house made of logs.

The leader of the human race, Suiren, was looking at the many senior leaders of the human race below.

The worst thing that can come here is the immortal cultivation level.

"Everyone, now there are sudden symptoms, and our human children have died and injured tens of thousands."

"What method do you have?"

As soon as Suiren said this, everyone looked embarrassed.

Their divine power is far inferior to that of Suiren.

The Taiyi Jinxian of Suiren can't see any clues, let alone them.

"Class leader, your cultivation level cannot be saved. I'm afraid it will be a disaster for our human race."

"Why would you like to ask for heaven?"

A fairy looked over and asked for advice.

"Hey, I have to pray to the Emperor of Heaven, the Virgin, and the leader, begging them to give an answer."

Suiren also looked helpless.

He had seen the bodies.

The death is the same.

His face turned blue and his whole body was shriveled, as if something had sucked the blood dry.

But there were no wounds on the body.

There are no monsters nearby.

The human race is protected by the law of flame.

But now, even if you eat, drink, or use, you are burned with flames, which still cannot change the result of the continuous casualties of the human race.

"yes!"

Many senior human leaders responded and went to prepare altars and offerings for sacrifices.

In the evening.

A simple altar is erected outside the ancestral temple.

Below Suiren, as long as the human race becomes the immortal path, is basically here.

There are about tens of thousands of people.

Two holy statues were placed in front of the altar.

One is Nuwa, who has a human head and a snake body.

One is the supreme saint of the leader of the People's Education.

There is also a ball of flame law in front of the statue.

The Emperor of Heaven once appeared to bless him, which was created by the Dharma image of flame.

In the eyes of the human race, flame is the incarnation of the Heavenly Emperor!

Suiren was wearing a red robe and bowed to worship:

"Now the human race, Suiren, leads many senior officials of the human race to visit the Emperor of Heaven, the Virgin, and the leader of the People's Education."

"A disease broke out among our human race and thousands of people have died."

"Suiren is ignorant and does not know how to cure and prevent it. Please ask the Emperor of Heaven, the Virgin, and the Supreme Church to give us mercy and tell us the reason."

After Suiren bowed down, other human races also came forward to worship one by one.

Recite the name of the Emperor of Heaven and the Saint.

But the two statues did not respond.

The holy fire did not fluctuate at all.

Suiren had no choice but to arrange for a continued visit until the saint responded.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, in front of Xuanming Palace, a ball of yellow light was floating on a black light curtain.

After a while, the light curtain dissipated and a beautiful woman walked out slowly.

It is Xuanming Ancestor Witch.

Seeing the yellow light, Xuanming Ancestor Witch's eyes lit up.

"Miss Houtu is here to find me again."

She sensed slightly, and after hearing the news, she immediately stepped down and headed towards the underworld.

In the Reincarnation Palace, Houtu is waiting for Xuanming.

He thought in his heart how to persuade Xuan Ming to give up his identity as a witch clan.

Give up this for a moment.

As long as they become saints, can't they take care of the witch clan?

Outside the palace, a commander of the bull head asked for a visit.

"Come in!"

Houtu's voice came out.

Commander Niuto slowly walked into the Palace of Reincarnation.

Niu Tou worshipped the great ceremony, "Little God Li Geng, see the Empress."

"What's wrong with you if you want to see this emperor?" Hou Tu looked majestic.

"Empress, the little god just read the book of life and death. At the foot of Mount Buzhou, there are tens of thousands of human souls near the ancestral land of the human race that have never returned to the underworld."

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"It was a small matter, and it shouldn't be disturbed."

"However, the villain calculated the secret of heaven and found that the souls of these people were missing, so he dared to see the Empress."

Li Geng explained the matter.

In the Netherworld, every commander with a bull-headed horse-faced face will have a copy of the Book of Life and Death.

That is the projection of the Book of Life and Death.

The ghosts in their jurisdiction are indicated above.

Whether the souls of living beings have come to the underworld can be seen clearly.

Now there are tens of thousands of people missing their souls, which is definitely not a trivial matter.

Not to mention that he can escape the investigation of this Niutao Commander.

Those who can be the leader are all the cultivation of the Golden Immortal.

It's simple to find some ghosts.

There is only one reason why someone covers them up.

Hou Tu frowned and thoughts moved.

I saw the law of death flowing in front of me, and a book of life and death floating above her head.

The pages of the Life and Death Book kept flipping, and messages flew out from it to help Houtu find the traces of those people's souls.

Suddenly, Houtu felt panic in his heart, as if he had encountered some terrifying existence.

A somewhat terrifying aura made her detect it through the law of death.

But she could not sense the souls.

This surprised Houtu even more.

You should know that her cultivation is already comparable to a saint in the underworld.

She couldn't even sense it. Could it be that there was a saint who started it?

That terrifying aura...

"No, is it Luohu?"

Houtu remembered an old acquaintance.

It was Luohu who almost prevented her from returning.

In the prehistoric world, only he has such ability and will have such thoughts.

Houtu was about to check it out when a voice came from outside.

"The Emperor Houtu!"

Xuanming also calls him official title.

Commander Niutao looked back and bowed, "The little god takes his leave first!"

"You go!"

Houtu waved his hand.

Xuanming walked in from outside the Reincarnation Palace.

"What's the matter with the Emperor calling me?"

Xuanming still saluted Houtu as usual.

"Xuanming Ancestral Witch, there is a big thing to discuss with you."

Houtu said seriously.

"What's the matter?"

Xuanming was a little puzzled.

"At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Luohu may be at the foot of Mount Buzhou!"

Houtu told the news he had just found.

"What?"

Xuan Ming's eyes changed.

Buzhou Mountain is the sacred mountain of the witch clan. How could Luohu be here?

"I just found out that there was a terrifying atmosphere at the foot of Buzhou Mountain."

"And the report came from Niu Tou, there were tens of thousands of people missing their souls at the foot of Buzhou Mountain."

"I suspect it was Rahu who did it."

Houtu told the news he had just obtained.

I was sure that it must be Luohu planning some conspiracy. (End of this chapter)