Myriad Realms Skill System

While the Yaozu was gradually gaining momentum because of Nuwa's sanctification, a meeting was being held in the core area of ​​the Wuzu.

The 12 ancestor witches gathered together, revealing the true body of the ancestor witch, surrounded by strange images.

The system has been obtained for more than a hundred years. Dijiang and Houtu, who use the quasi-sage system, are now in the quasi-sage mid-term of Zhenger Bajing. The cultivation base of the immortal Dao alone is already considered the peak of the primordial emperor. With the power brought by the power of his own blood, the current Dijiang can completely defeat Emperor Jun, and the strength of other ancestral witches has more than doubled.

"Nuwa becomes a holy, do we have to converge a little."

"Constrain what, you are too timid to Gonggong, aren't you just a saint! Our twelve capitals, gods and demons, can't eat dry food?"

"Yes, now our strength has improved a lot compared to the last war. If we summon the true body of the Father God, the power will be increased by 10 times. It may be difficult to deal with Hongjun, but defeating Nuwa is not a problem at all."

"After all, the Twelve Capital Gods and Demons Array needs twelve of us to set up together. It is best if one of us can become a true saint, so that our Wu Clan will have no worries at all."

Except for the Twelve Ancestral Witch, no one knew what they were talking about. After that day, Houtu was out of the range of the Witch Clan, hiding his whereabouts, and came to Yi Shuihan.

Yi Shuihan has come to the human race to retreat since he watched Nuwa's opening of the dojo, preparing to break through to the mid-sage stage, leaving a clone outside to take care of the human race.

In order to make the race stronger, Yi Shuihan secretly taught the true martial art to the human race, and at the same time, some of the techniques of the immortal Dao were picked up by some destined people in various forms.

The innate Dao body is very scary. With the corresponding techniques, it is the same as taking a plane to practice. There is no bottleneck before the fairyland, and after the fairyland, it is only a little bit more difficult. Without falling, there are five possibilities to achieve a great Luo Jinxian.

According to Yi Shuihan's estimation, within a few hundred years, a large number of Da Luo Jinxians will emerge from the human race, and within a thousand years, there will be quasi-sage powerhouses, and within three thousand years, they should have the strength to compete with the lich.

"Is there anything you are looking for me?"

"Can't I find you if it's okay?"

The grudge on Hou Tu's face, as if Yi Shuihan looked like a heartbreaker, made Yi Shuihan very embarrassed, and he didn't know how to continue the conversation.

Seeing Yi Shuihan's silence, a look of disappointment flashed in Hou Tu's eyes, and then he spoke quietly.

"Nuwa has become a saint. The monster race has the strength to compete with the witch race, and our witch race also wants to have a saint."

"So?"

"So I'll come to you to see if you know how to become holy. If you have to be alive, we will target them."

"Hongmeng Ziqi is naturally not a must, but if you want a person to ascend to the Holy Throne in a short time, Hongmeng Ziqi is the best choice."

Yi Shuihan hesitated, and told Hou Tu again about the concept of sage, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, true and false sage.

After Hou Tu listened to it, he was extremely surprised, and never thought that there were so many Taoisms in it.

"Thank you for telling me this."

Looking at Yi Shuihan with gratitude, the beautiful eyes are full of colors.

"No thanks, after all, we are friends. I also have a book about how to suddenly mix up with Yuan Da Luo Jinxian. You can use it for reference!"

"Just friends?"

Yi Shuihan took his experience in the air, trying to get Hou Tu to pick it up, but Hou Tu murmured such a sentence, and there was no response for a while.

Yi Shuihan didn't put his hands down, neither did he let go. Fortunately, Houtu took things naturally.

"Recently, I often feel that there is one thing I need to do. It seems that this is the mission of my existence. Do you think I should go?"

"What do you think?"

Yi Shuihan knew that this was the bridge of the transmigration of Houtu. If it were to follow the original work, Houtu would fall because of it, because Houtu had no primordial spirit and could not use his merits to promote to a saint. Now the words are completely different, Hou Tu can use the merits of pioneering reincarnation to directly achieve the holy throne.

"I want to hear your opinion, if you don't let me go, I won't go."

Hou Tu faintly sensed that if she did go, she might fall. If Yi Shuihan didn't agree with her to go, she would choose not to go and stay with Yi Shuihan until she couldn't control the arrival of that day.

"I think you can follow your feelings and see, it may be a good thing."

Knowing the reason, Yi Shuihan could be sure that this was a good thing, but he didn't directly say it for sure.

"That's it, I will go."

Yi Shuihan noticed that there was something wrong with Hou Tu's words, and he knew what was going on after a little thought, but he didn't intend to explain. Anyway, when Hou Tu became a saint, he would naturally understand all this.

After sending Houtu away, Yi Shuihan continued his peaceful life.

Let's talk about Houtu. After bringing Yi Shuihan's words back to the Witch Clan, he left his experience and a drop of natal blood and set off again and began to wander in the wilderness.

A hundred years later, I came to the sea of ​​blood in Houtu, saw the struggling souls in the sea of ​​blood, and instantly understood the meaning of my own existence.

"The Primordial Continent needs a place for the soul to rest in peace."

Houtu itself was extremely kind, and couldn't bear to see the lonely soul between heaven and earth continue to suffer. After knowing his mission, he did not hesitate to implement it and began to reincarnate.

The reincarnation appeared, and the Primordial Land was also complemented. The merits from heaven were no different than Nuwa’s creation of the human race. At the same time, the entire Primordial Land also knew what Hou Tu was doing.

"Houtu fellow Taoist, I am not as good as my merits."

Laozi said this with emotion, and made a compilation in the direction of Houtu.

"Houtu is different from other ancestral witches. It is indeed my descendant of Pangu."

Yuan Shi had always had opinions on the ancestor witch, and at this moment he also agreed with Hou Tu and said in a serious manner.

Tongtian looked at the direction of Houtu with respect, and also recognized Houtu.

"Ugh!"

In the chaos, Nuwa also felt the incarnation of Hou Tu in reincarnation, and sighed. Even if the position was different, she was still affirmed of Hou Tu's behavior.

In the predicament, anyone who understands what Houtu does represents is extremely grateful to Houtu and bows in the direction where Houtu is.

"Sister Houtu! Why are you so stupid!"

The sorrowful and angry shouts of the ancestral witches came from the witch clan, this incarnation of reincarnation is not a good thing, it is dying. At the beginning, the Great God Pangu was incarnate and fell.