Honghuang: I am Hongyun, I like to be a good old man

"Hey, it's such a pity to miss the best opportunity."

The opportunity missed by the Yaozu is a respite for the Wuzu.

Buzhou Mountain, Zuwu Temple.

Di Jiang, Hou Tu and others frowned, their faces full of sorrow.

This torrential rain had little effect on the Wu Clan.

All the tribes have masters sitting in town, opening canals to drain water, and even using supernatural powers to drive away the rain directly, it is not difficult.

The difficulty is how can the plan of the future of the Wu Clan, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, be hidden from them.

This time it was stopped by heavy rain, what about next time? !

Luck will not always be on the side of the Wu Clan.

"The formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals is almost perfect, and it can rival a saint."

"It's just that we can stop Dijun, what about Taiyi and Kunpeng, and who will deal with the top ten demon saints?!"

"Among the descendants, the cultivation level is comparable to that of the great witches in the early days of quasi-sages, but there are only a few of them."

In fact, there are only eight, namely: Kuafu, Houyi, Chiyou, Xingtian, Xiangliu, Jiufeng, Fengbo, and Yushi.

They may be more than enough to deal with the top ten demon saints, but compared with Donghuang Taiyi and demon master Kunpeng, they are far behind.

What's more, there are two masters in the Monster Race, Chang Xi and Xi He. Although they rarely show up and are not well-known, they must not be underestimated.

Houtu stood up, with burning eyes and firm will, and said, "I'm going to Huoyun Palace to visit Fellow Daoist Hongyun."

"He once said that only when the two clans of Liches are strong and achieve a balance in combat power can peace be achieved."

"Now that he helped Emperor Jun become a saint and broke this balance with his own hands, should he have an explanation to my Wu Clan?!"

Gong Gong stopped her, and said with a wry smile: "What are you going to say? He is a saint now, and he has already regarded us as ants. What can we say?"

To Hongyun, he has resentment in his heart.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he has the best relationship with Hong Yun, and they even fought together.

Hong Yun didn't give him a powerful magic weapon, so let's not talk about it, but now he stabbed the Wu Clan's knife in his back, putting the Wu Clan in a life-and-death dilemma.

"If he really cared about my Wu Clan, he shouldn't help Dijun become a saint."

"The moment he helped Dijun, he broke with us, and it was a complete break."

Zhu Rong has a fiery temper and a bad temper. Hearing the words, he said sharply: "Yes, what Gong Gong said is right. Hong Yun, an old bastard, has no good intentions."

"If you want me to say, we should smash all the treasures presented by Hong Yun in front of the door of Huoyun Palace, and humiliate him severely."

"What are you doing, why are you glaring at me? Did I say something wrong? Now that you broke up, why do you need his magic weapon..."

Di Jiang was angry and funny, and said angrily: "It's nonsense, the girl's breath of soil is a gift from Hongyun, Jumang's Jumang stick is also a gift from Hongyun, and there are also eight treasures. ..."

"Could it be that these treasures are all smashed in front of the Huoyun Palace?!"

"Zhu Rong, what do you want to do, want to break the roots of my family?!"

Zhu Rong shrank his neck, showing disbelief, grinning and said: "These are all given by Hongyun? Well, I take back what I just said."

Houtu smiled wryly, knowing that even if the discussion continued, there would be no results, so he might as well "go his own way".

With a flash of her figure, she came out of the Ancestral Witch Hall, and said loudly: "Don't be impatient, I will come as soon as I go. Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you will definitely not let me down."

Fire Cloud Palace, the main hall!

Hong Yun's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and said to Yun Ding who was teasing Chaos Xuanyu: "There is a distinguished guest coming, so hurry up and open the door to greet him."

The honored guest he mentioned is naturally Houtu.

In fact, when the Twelve Ancestral Witch mentioned his name, he had already noticed it.

With a slight movement in my mind, I heard everything clearly, especially Zhu Rong's words, which were ridiculous to the extreme.

The reason why the witch clan declined had a lot to do with these ancestor witches who only had muscles but not brains.

If they were smarter and more tactful, seven or eight saints would always be able to win one or two into their camp.

For example, the Western Erdao, who are already inextricably linked with the Yaozu, aren't they just their allies.

Of course, forming an alliance with the Western Erdao means seeking skin from a tiger, and the means are not sophisticated enough, and sooner or later they will be played to death.

"Forget it, since Hou Tu came to her, I'll give her some pointers."

The light in his eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth opened, showing a hint of a smile.

The world of Huoyun Palace is perfect.

It's not even worse than the prehistoric world.

The only thing missing is the six realms of reincarnation.

A world without the six realms of reincarnation cannot be reincarnated.

Those who suffer will suffer forever, and even after death, they will not be redeemed.

Evildoers will always do evil, even after death, they will not be punished.

"I know the purpose of fellow Taoist Houtu's visit."

Hong Yun was the same as usual, smiling and amiable.

"But this matter can only be done by you Wu clan yourself."

"Like Dijun becoming a saint, my action is to uphold justice and fight for fairness, not to help Dijun. He always depends on himself to prove the Tao and become a saint."

Houtu frowned, and said in surprise, "What you mean, fellow Taoist, is that if I become a sage after I become a sage, and the Dao of Heaven or Daozu Hongjun obstructs me, you will still help me?!"

Hong Yun laughed loudly, clapped his hands and said, "Of course, so fellow Taoists should look for their own opportunity to become holy, instead of asking me for an explanation."

Chapter 223

Looking for your own opportunity for holiness? !

Houtu was stunned!

I could hardly believe my ears.

You must know that the witch clan was born without a soul, so they couldn't practice the method of killing three corpses, let alone becoming a saint.

Speaking of which, it's not that they haven't tried.

For a while, Di Jiang never forgot about becoming a saint, and even found the method of Zulong back then.

That is to fight for hegemony over the wilderness, so that the Wu Clan becomes the real overlord of the wilderness, the only protagonist of the world.

With the help of the great luck of the witch clan, you can take the last step and become the supreme saint.

Unfortunately, it failed before it even started!

Leaving aside whether this method is useful, the preconditions cannot be fulfilled—there is no way for the witch clan to dominate the prehistoric world if the monster clan is eyeing it.

Now, a real saint has emerged from the Yaozu, and it is extremely difficult for them to protect themselves, let alone hope to dominate the prehistoric world and become the protagonist of the prehistoric world.

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. The Witch Clan has no primordial spirit. They can only cultivate themselves, so they cannot comprehend the laws. How can you talk about becoming a saint?!"

His face was full of bitterness.

I lamented even more in my heart.

Hou Tu knew that Hong Yun could not help.

No matter how many reasons she finds, there is one thing she has to admit. Hong Yun is right. The reason why she helps Di Jun is not to help him become a saint, but to uphold justice and fight for fairness.

"Anyway, thank you fellow daoist for your guidance, and I will leave."

As she spoke, she turned around and was about to leave.

Hong Yun smiled slightly, and stopped him: "Wait a minute, fellow Taoist Houtu, you know that Honghuang has always had a saying that without the Primordial Purple Qi, one cannot become a saint."

"Many people are convinced, no, it should be said that almost everyone is convinced, but I don't have the majestic purple energy, but I have become a saint, and I am a saint whose combat power is comparable to that of the Taoist ancestor."

"Saying this is not to show how powerful I am, but to tell fellow Taoists that many things you know are wrong, or even very wrong. For example, if you don't have a soul, you can't become a saint."

Trembling all over!

Houtu's beautiful eyeballs almost popped out, and his face was full of incredulity and disbelief.

Lips quivered, voice trembled.

She stammered and asked: "Dao, Dao, fellow Taoist, you mean, I, I, my witch clan, can I really become a saint?!"

Laugh out loud!

Hong Yun was full of arrogance, waved his big hand, and said domineeringly: "What is a saint? In my opinion, he who has opened up his own way is a saint and the strongest."

"Under the saints are all ants, not only that under the saints, they are all existences with low combat power, but that the saints have their own way, and the non-sages do not have their own way, and they don't even have their own way. What is it if they are not ants? .”

"Fellow Daoist, do you know what your Dao is? Is it really the law of the earth? Not necessarily, kindness, self-sacrifice and others are also a kind of Dao, and it is the greatest Dao..."

The words have been reminded to this point, if you say it more clearly, it is a leak of the secret.

It's a pity that Houtu is still confused, not knowing why, let alone sacrificing himself and reincarnating.

With a helpless smile, Hong Yun had no choice but to say: "Forget it, help people to the end, why not visit my world of Fire Cloud Palace, fellow Taoist, how about it?!"

After Hongyun said that, Houtu naturally knew that there must be a mystery in it, so he would not refuse, so he quickly followed Hongyun and walked to the world of Huoyun Palace.

The vast land is thriving everywhere.

There is the recovery of all things, the reproduction of creatures, and even the breath of practitioners.

Houtu was shocked.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that Hongyun's Huoyun Palace world was really a big world, comparable to the prehistoric world.

"Perhaps, I can turn the sacred soil into a world that accommodates my son of the Wu clan."

With a thought in her mind, she unexpectedly began to look forward to it, feeling that this idea was wonderful.

However, just when her mind was soaring, she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and her whole body shivered involuntarily.

Hastily looked around.

I saw a terrifying continent appearing in front of me, where ghosts were rampant, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves could be heard endlessly.

It is the underworld.

It is completely different from the vigorous vitality just now. This place is full of death, despair, ferocity, and even all negative emotions.

Immediately afterwards, she saw eighteen levels of hell again.

I saw eighteen hell lords leading their ghost soldiers and generals, constantly catching ghosts.

Moreover, according to what the ghosts did before they were alive, they fried or pulled out their tongues, or burned them with fire or crushed them with stones, and there were various tortures.

Crying, wailing, begging for mercy, all kinds of shrill sounds were like muffled thunder, constantly exploding in her ears, shaking her heart beating wildly, even trembling with fear.

"All living beings carry their sins, and only hell can wash them away and turn them back into the purest true spirits in the world."

Hong Yun looked solemn, and said lightly, hoping to give some inspiration to Houtu.

The post-native is kind and benevolent, so I really can't stand it anymore.

He couldn't help but shook his head, and said, "This is too cruel, besides, hell only washes away their sins, but doesn't give them a new life."

"In other words, your hell lacks a place of reincarnation..."

When she just said this, her body shook suddenly, as if she realized something, her face kept changing.

"Reincarnation, reincarnation, your world lacks reincarnation, so why not the prehistoric world?"

Instantly became obsessed.

The whole person fell into a strange state.

If this was in the Great Desolation, she would probably feel it immediately, and then involuntarily transform into reincarnation with her body.

This is the general trend of heaven!

It is also the backhand left by the Great God Pan Gu!

Only when Houtu is transformed into reincarnation can Honghuang be perfect and achieve a true balance of yin and yang.

It's a pity that this is the world of Huoyun Palace, which is isolated from the Great Desolate Continent, and the power of heaven cannot penetrate deeply, so it is impossible to give hints to Houtu.