Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

The reason why Su chose to sell that set of formation flags was to exchange for more resources to help Xu Mu advance! "

"I see!" Song Xuan seemed to understand something and said, "So, the request you made was to help you once when the time is right. You want me to protect Xu Mu, right?"

"Indeed!"

Song Xuan continued to ask: "You and him, do you have a good relationship?"

"We are inseparable, friends for life and death!"

Song Xuan hummed, "I understand. I will take action when he advances! Also, Xu Mu and I are close friends. His affairs are my affairs. This time, I will not be included in your conditions."

On the other side, Su Ming's voice softened from its original hoarseness. "Thank you, Xu Mu was right about me!"

Song Xuan smiled, and before ending the call, he asked about the approximate time when Wang Lin would be promoted to Daluo.

Su Ming couldn't say for sure, but he said that it would probably take about one or two hundred years to prepare, and only after everything was settled would he begin to strive for the Daluo realm.

Song Xuan nodded and ended the call.

Among the people he knew who ascended from the lower realm, Wang Lin was the one with the fastest cultivation speed and the first one to begin to touch the Daluo realm.

Song Xuan was not surprised by this. Not to mention that the other party possessed great luck and was one of the sons of luck, his murderous and cunning nature alone was more outstanding than many quasi-saints in the prehistoric world!

In addition, the other party possesses the mysterious treasure Tiannizhu, and his cultivation is not much slower than Song Xuan.

The only uncertainty now is how many powerful people in the prehistoric world will be unable to resist secretly making a sniper attack on the king when he comes to attain enlightenment in the future.

Last time, Song Xuan's strength was still insufficient. Even though he withstood the attacks of those quasi-saints hiding in the dark, he was unable to keep them at bay.

Not to mention staying, we can't even know the other person's true identity.

This time, the day when Wang Lin attained enlightenment was a good opportunity. He wanted to see whether the person who attacked him last time would also attack Wang Lin this time!

Putting away the jade talisman, Song Xuan smiled and praised Fugui, "You did a great job. This time, you helped me a lot! Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Fugui rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly and said, "No need for rewards. Working for the emperor is my humble duty."

Song Xuan glanced at him and said, "Don't be so shy. Just say what you want to say. If you say you don't need it now, I will take it seriously!"

Upon hearing this, Fugui quickly stood up straight and said embarrassedly, "I really don't need any reward, right? I might have to trouble the emperor to stand up for me in the future!"

"Oh?" Song Xuan suddenly became interested. "Do you have an enemy? Are you powerful? Tell me in detail!"

"Not an enemy either."

Fugui lowered his head and explained, "When I was developing the Chamber of Commerce business in Tai'an Tian, ​​I met Princess Anli of Tai'an Tian by chance. After a few contacts, we found that we were very compatible in all aspects, and gradually we fell in love.

Senior, you may not know much about Tai'an Heaven. The Lord of Tai'an Heaven built the entire Tai'an Heaven into a huge Divine Dynasty. The Lord of Tai'an regards himself as the Emperor of the Divine Dynasty. Princess Anli is the youngest daughter of the Emperor of Tai'an.

Song Xuan waved his hand and said, "Let's get to the point. Your future father-in-law wants to break up the couple?"

Fugui quickly shook his head, "I'm not forcing them to break up. After all, my position isn't bad, right?"

Fugui showed a simple and honest smile on his face, "I can't compare with you, the Great Emperor, but under Daluo, I am also one of the top ones. Moreover, I am wealthy, in charge of a huge amount of Chamber of Commerce resources, and have a strong network of contacts. The Lord of Tai'an must be aware of these.

I don't know whether he knows that you, the Great Emperor of Heaven, stand behind me, but he must know that there must be a powerful person backing me.

Just based on these things, he is fully qualified to be the son-in-law of the Lord of Tai'an."

Song Xuan smiled with satisfaction and said, "Very good, it's good to have this confidence! Your foundation is a little lacking, and it will be difficult for you to advance to Daluo. However, even if there are difficulties, there are still some solutions.

If you work hard, I will arrange it for you if there is a chance in the future."

In the prehistoric times, following almost determines the upper limit.

But this upper limit is not completely impossible to break. Take Wang Lin for example. He is not a divine beast nor an innate creature, but with his huge luck and a treasure that can change his fate, the combination of the two still gives him a chance to reach Daluo.

There are fifty great ways and forty-nine heavenly evolutions. Nothing is absolute. Even in a situation where death is inevitable, there is still a glimmer of hope.

For acquired creatures, it is very difficult to reach the state of Daluo, but as long as you find the right path, there may be a slight chance to get a glimpse of the state of Daluo!

After receiving Song Xuan's promise, Fugui was so excited that he almost knelt down, bowing repeatedly and saying, "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will definitely accumulate endless wealth for you!"

Song Xuan nodded. "Alright, if there's nothing else, you can leave. If you need me to intervene, just send a message at any time!"

Chapter 1160: Hou Tu Sage: What advice does Father God have?

After Fugui left, Song Xuan raised his hand and a new jade talisman for communication appeared in his hand.

On this jade talisman, there is only the name of a messenger - Hou Tu!

This method of communication was told to him by voice transmission during the last Peach Festival when the Saint Hou Tu offered him wine to congratulate him.

After using the communication method, Song Xuan never took the initiative to contact the other party. Of course, the saint would not take the initiative to contact him, so this communication jade talisman has not been used for a hundred years.

Today, looking at the flag of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array floating in front of him, Song Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he decided to be thick-skinned.

It’s time to reach out!

In a sense, that person is his own daughter. It is reasonable for an old father to ask his daughter for something, right?

Holding the jade talisman for communication, Emperor Song, who was always good at fooling people, didn't know where to start for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, he chose the most common way of greeting used by Chinese people.

"Hey hey hey~"

Soon, a voice with a slightly royal air came from the communication jade talisman, "Father God, what can I do for you?"

Song Xuan blinked and said, "The past is gone, the future is unpredictable, so let's just focus on the present. If the saint is worthy of me, just call me a fellow Taoist!"

There was no sound from the other side for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long silence, the voice of Hou Tu Saint came again, "We are all seekers of the Dao, so the title of Daoist friends is acceptable.

So, Fellow Daoist Xuantian, is there anything I can help you with?"

Song Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Who wouldn't want a saint-level daughter? But firstly, he and her had no family affection, and secondly, his strength was far from enough.

The saint gives you face by calling you Father God, do you really have the courage to respond?

The most important thing in life is to recognize your own position!

"There are indeed some things that I need the help of Fellow Daoist Hou Tu. Could you please help me check if my parents in the lower realm have entered the cycle of reincarnation?"

Song Xuan had long thought about going to the underworld to check on his parents' situation, but he had been hesitant to leave.

Apart from the fact that he was not strong enough at the time and did not dare to go there rashly, he was also more afraid of the Houtu Saint who was in charge of the six reincarnations.

But now that it's out in the open, there's nothing to hide.

Hou Tu: "Wait a moment!"

Soon, the pleasant voice of the royal sister came again, "I checked, your father is still alive in the world, and has not entered the cycle of reincarnation. It seems that he has become an immortal and is meditating in the Taoist temple of Emperor Xuanyuan.

Your mother, on the other hand, has been dead for many years, but she has not been reincarnated. Instead, she has become a ghost messenger in the underworld."

"Oh?"

Song Xuan frowned. He was not surprised that his father Song Yuanshan lived to become an immortal. However, he was a little surprised that his mother did not reincarnate.

"Excuse me, fellow Taoist, why didn't my mother enter the cycle of reincarnation? What was the obstacle?"

Hou Tu: "It's not that the underworld is preventing you from reincarnating, but your mother doesn't want to.

According to her, she has to wait for her husband to enter the reincarnation cycle together. She will be scared if she is alone!"

This time, it was Song Xuan's turn to remain silent.

After a while, his voice was a little low, "Can I take my mother's soul away?"

Hou Tu: "Of course you can, but I think there is no safer place than staying in the underworld!

Fellow Daoist, your identity is too sensitive. Having a sister with great luck is already the limit. You cannot have any more weak relatives around you.

When you are sure you can handle all enemies, it won't be too late to take your mother away!"

Song Xuan analyzed the pros and cons and had to admit that the underworld, where the Saint Hou Tu was in charge, was indeed the safest place.

"Thank you for this, fellow Daoist!"

Hou Tu smiled and chuckled a few times, "No need to thank me, after all, without you, there would be no me... By the way, at the last Peach Festival, all the saints gathered and concluded that a new catastrophe is about to begin.

Fellow Daoist, there are some things you need to prepare for in advance.

In the last catastrophe, the most powerful Daluotian collapsed, and the two most powerful ethnic groups in the prehistoric world declined. This new catastrophe will definitely be no less dangerous than the last one.

Let me ask you, are you prepared enough means to save your life?"

New catastrophe?

Song Xuan's heart moved. Is it still the calamity of the Conferred Gods?

Song Xuan was not sure, because he did not hear the words "Investiture of the Gods" from the mouth of Hou Tu Saint, nor did he mention any information related to the Investiture of the Gods. This also meant that this catastrophe had exceeded his original understanding of the Investiture of the Gods.

"I have prepared some means to save my life, but if I say it is enough, who, except for a saint, can dare to say that it is enough in this catastrophe?"

Song Xuan said jokingly, "So, fellow Daoist, do you want some support?"

"Okay, what do you want?"

Hou Tu spoke so frankly that Song Xuan no longer tried to hide his intentions and said immediately, "Today I have obtained a set of flags for the Twelve Celestial Gods and Demons Formation, but if this formation is to truly unleash its power, it requires the essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

I don't know if there is any friend there?"

Hou Tu's voice was slightly surprised, "Do you need this thing?"

But then, she suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, I see, we need to hide it from others, right?

Stay there and don't move. I'll give myself a few injections to get some blood and essence, and I'll be right there."

...

In Xuantian Taoist Temple, Song Xuan sat cross-legged on the cushion, looking at the dimmed jade communication talisman, a little dazed.

This Hou Tu saint is different from the cold and majestic impression I had in mind. During the communication, he seemed a little too lively!

Song Xuan didn't have to wait long. While he was thinking, he saw a cold vortex of energy suddenly appear in his own dojo.

The appearance of this vortex actually ignored the formation outside his own dojo. The formation was not even detected and was not triggered at all.

Immediately afterwards, in the vortex, an illusory female figure appeared and slowly walked towards them, as if crossing the realms of yin and yang.

She was wearing a white dress, with long flowing hair and a dignified and beautiful face. She was like a finely carved jade, perfect without a single flaw.

"The real body can't leave, so what you see is the clone."

Hou Tu in white clothes had a somewhat cold voice, and her face was calm but no emotion could be seen. After saying a simple sentence, she waved her sleeves, and twelve objects similar to kettles floated in front of Song Xuan.

"I don't know how much you need, so I've filled a jar with the essence and blood of each of the twelve ancestral witches. As long as you don't squander it, it should be enough for you to become a saint."

After saying this, she looked at Song Xuan with a lingering gaze, "Fellow Daoist, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Feeling the cold and aloof white-robed Hou Tu in front of him, who exuded an aura of keeping strangers away, Song Xuan waved his hand and said, "Thank you very much, fellow Daoist. I have troubled you a lot. I don't need anything else at the moment!"

Hou Tu in white nodded slightly, then turned around and took a step forward, stepping into the vortex again and soon disappeared.

Song Xuan was slightly stunned. What should he say?

The attitude of the Houtu Saint in the communication talisman and the Houtu when they meet in person are completely different.

This gave Song Xuan the illusion that he was meeting his online friend in person.

On the Internet, I strike out with force and talk freely.

In real life, I am a man of few words and strangers stay away from me!

Typical symptoms of a stay-at-home girl who has been staying at home for too long!

Chapter 1161 The Idle Emperor Song

After obtaining the essence and blood of the ancestor witch, Song Xuan felt relieved, as he now had another powerful weapon.

If this formation is deployed, Pangu's true body can be evolved unrestrainedly without any concealment. Even if he faces a saint head-on, he will have more confidence.

In a good mood, Song Xuan thought about it and summoned Lianxing from the inner universe.

After a hundred years of contemplation in the inner universe and observing the scene of the creation of the world, Lian Xing's cultivation progressed rapidly. Now he has reached the level of a Golden Immortal and has begun to comprehend the laws. He is not far from condensing the first law seed.

After all, his inner universe is in a state of development, and the laws of the universe are almost defenselessly displayed. Lian Xing's qualifications are not top-notch, but they are not bad either. As long as she is given enough time, there will be no problem for her to enter the Taiyi realm.

The couple hadn't seen each other for many years, so naturally they were very affectionate. This lasted for three days. Lian Xing held her waist and took the initiative to ask to return to the inner universe to practice.

Song Xuan was alone again, with nothing to do, so he held the jade talisman and began to harass his acquaintances one by one.