Hong Huang: Patriarch Styx, please bleed into the sea

Chapter 88 Reunion of the True Spirit of the Ancestral Witches and Gift of Pangu Essence and Blood

Styx had no choice but to flick his fingers, and suddenly the surrounding space and time stopped.

"Fellow."

Styx said: "Now that the Witch Clan has declined, but it has not been completely destroyed, why are you giving up on yourself like this?"

Po Meng in front of her remained unmoved.

Styx had no choice but to take out a drop of blood, that drop of Pangu blood.

Seeing this drop of Pangu blood, Po Meng finally reacted and looked up at the River Styx.

Then he lowered his head again.

Styx was completely speechless and said, "Aren't you even interested in this?"

"Don't you want to know how I got here?"

"Besides, I think you know the purpose of this drop of blood better than me, right?"

Meng Po said numbly: "Even if I can escape from the netherworld, what can I do?"

Ming He sighed and said: "My fellow Taoist wanted to reincarnate in the beginning, but I also tried to dissuade him and told him to be careful."

"However, fellow Taoist monks insist on going their own way, and now, fellow Taoist monks still feel regretful. Isn't it ridiculous?"

Po Meng said nothing.

Ming He thought for a moment, took back Pangu's essence and blood, turned around and said, "Since Taoist friend wants to indulge in regret and is unwilling to face the truth, then Ming He will say goodbye!"

Having said that, Styx's figure had disappeared, and after Styx's figure disappeared, the still time and space around him suddenly recovered.

Seeing the souls of the dead coming one after another, Po Meng was a little distracted, but she soon regained her numbness.

Continue to ladle Meng Po soup and pass it to the dead souls one by one. After drinking, these dead souls forget the memories of their past lives and walk forward to enter reincarnation.

But at this moment, not long after the Styx River had passed, a figure appeared on the bridge again.

This person is from Fengdu.

Feng Du came to Po Meng, looked at Po Meng, hesitated and said: "My Lady, Tianzun is actually right, there is no need to indulge in the past."

"I know what your Majesty is thinking about. It's about the death of the Eleventh Ancestor Shaman, but I wonder if your Majesty has thought about it?"

"Although the ancestral witches' true spirits dissipate after their death and do not enter reincarnation, this does not mean that the ancestral witches are truly irredeemable."

"Have you ever thought about reuniting the true spirits for the ancestral witches?"

"Boom!"

As soon as Feng Du finished speaking this last sentence, suddenly, the sky in the Netherworld suddenly became dark.

Incomparable darkness, streaks of thunder falling in the air, the scene was terrifying.

This is not the induction of the ancient ways of heaven, but the manifestation of the rules of the Netherworld.

It was a scene caused by Hou Tu's emotional changes.

In front of Fengdu, Po Meng's eyes suddenly became vivid and no longer numb.

But excited.

In other words, it is no longer Po Meng at this time, but Hou Tu.

"Reunite the true spirit?" Hou Tu whispered in a low voice, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Is this really possible?"

Hou Tu raised his head and stared at Fengdu.

"It's feasible." Fengdu nodded.

Hou Tu looked at Fengdu seriously again, and suddenly gave Fengdu a half salute.

Fengdu returned the favor quickly.

Hou Tu solemnly said: "No matter whether this method is feasible or not, I must thank my fellow Taoist."

Fengdu smiled and said nothing.

In a flash, Fengdu had already left.

Hou Tu watched Fengdu leave, with a thoughtful look in her eyes, and she seemed to see something.

But he didn't say it out loud.

At this time, Hou Tu's figure swayed, and a stream of light flew out of her body, and when she landed, she transformed into a woman in palace attire.

But it is what Houtu looked like originally.

This palace-dressed woman moved her body and headed towards the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood to meet the Styx River.

But in the same place, it was still the same old woman Meng, who continued to scoop soup spoonful after spoonful and feed it to the passing souls.

In the Nether Sea of ​​Blood, in the Palace of the Blood God, Houtu saw the Styx.

Ming He invited her to sit down, served her tea, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to fellow Taoist, you have solved the knot in your heart, and your Taoism has reached a new level."

Styx could feel how powerful Hou Tu was at this time. Even though she had come to the Sea of ​​Blood, it was equivalent to leaving the Nether World.

But it still has extremely powerful strength. It will not be worse than the saints.

After all, all the saints, speaking of it, are not the real Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.

It is necessary to borrow the power of heaven to achieve Hunyuan. Before borrowing the power of heaven, the saints are not much stronger than Hou Tu.

Hou Tu can also borrow the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation! What Hou Tu lacks is just a physical body.

This body is not an ordinary body, but the body of an ancestral witch.

But this point can be easily solved here in Styx.

Styx once again took out the drop of Pangu blood and floated it in front of Hou Tu.

Hou Tu looked at this drop of Pangu essence and blood, his expression moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "My Taoist friend just took it out in the Netherworld. I have already seen that it is a fake."

"It's indeed fake."

Ming He smiled and said: "But this is true. I would like to give this drop of blood to fellow Taoists."

Hou Tu nodded and said solemnly: "I really need this drop of blood essence, so I thank you Taoist friend."

"If my Taoist friends have any missions from now on, I will do my best to repay you."

Ming He shook his head and said: "Why talk about this? Taoist friends need to know that we are all Hunyuan. In this world, it is already a great blessing to be able to realize the Tao."

"It's just that we are waiting for enlightenment, but it is still not the time to sit back and relax. Do fellow Taoists know what's going on?"

Styx looked at Houtu.

Hou Tu collected Pangu's essence and blood, and his face changed slightly when he heard this, and said: "My Taoist friend once killed six saints in a row, causing the six saints to bleed into chaos, and all of them perished. Can't this world still allow my Taoist friends to be free?"

Minghe looked at Houtu and said nothing.

Hou Tu could only sigh and said: "Fellow Taoist seems to be very wary of Tao Ancestor?"

"Fellow Taoist is also an innate demon god. He gave three sermons at Zixiao Palace. Although I did not go to all of them, I was there when he gave the first sermon. However, I had never met Taoist Friend at that time."

"I think the Taoist fellows didn't go to the second or third sermon after I came, right?"

Ming He smiled and said noncommittally, "Then why do you think I won't go?"

Hou Tu was silent for a while, and then he said: "He used his body to match the Dao, and said that he would fill the gaps in the Dao of Heaven and make the Dao of Heaven perfect. These words and actions sound very compassionate and loving."

"However, I have thought about it many times, and I feel that someone with such selfless love really exists?"

Houtu also looked at the Styx.

Ming He smiled and said: "That's right. Even if you are a fellow Taoist, you have sacrificed your life to reincarnate, what a merit and immeasurable love, but you have also fallen into regret and self-blame."

"Even if he is the Taoist ancestor, how can he be truly selfless? I am indeed very afraid of him and doubt him. Moreover, over the years, I have learned more and more about him, which has further verified this point."

"Fellow Taoist, look at the decline of the Lich, whose family is the new Emperor of Heaven?" Minghe said to Houtu.

Hou Tu's expression changed slightly and he said, "It's the boy under his seat."

"Who are all the saints?" Styx asked again.

"They are all His disciples."

"Among the seven Hongmeng Purple Qi, only his disciples became saints, while Hongyun died in death. Is such God's will really just?" Ming He sneered.

"What do you want, fellow Taoist?" Hou Tu asked.

"What do you want to do if you don't want to?"

But Ming He shook his head and said: "Now he is strong, but we are weak and cannot compete."

"We can only continue to strengthen ourselves, make ourselves stronger, wait for the future, and then fight with him!"

"Let's discuss victory and defeat, and then let's discuss the superiority and inferiority at that time!"

After hearing this, Hou Tu nodded, and he knew the character of Ming He. This person has always been good at forbearing.

Before his enlightenment, he had always been unknown and had not been to the Zixiao Palace to give lectures three times.

Moreover, he had no reputation at all in the ancient world, so when Styx attained enlightenment, the great powers from all walks of life knew almost nothing about him and were very unfamiliar with him.

(End of chapter)