The Way of the Prehistoric World

It wasn't until he reached the bottom of Buzhou Mountain that Mei Zihan found the goal of his trip. Around a palace at the bottom of the mountain, twelve groups of essence and blood were arranged in an unusually exquisite formation. Each group of essence and blood was ten thousand feet high. Among them were Several have begun to take on the appearance of their true form.

The one who has been most completely transformed now looks like a yellow sac, is as red as red fire, has six legs and four wings, and is faceless. He should be the leader of the ancestral witches, Di Jiang. Riding two dragons, Mei Zihan couldn't think of anyone other than Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood.

Now that the main twelve ancestral witches have been found, Mei Zihan flew forward and greeted them: "I am a poor Taoist from the Five Elements. I have seen the twelve ancestral witches."

Suddenly finding a young Taoist next to him, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were frightened for a moment. In the depths of this boundless magma, it was extremely difficult for ordinary monks to reach here. They had never seen other living beings before.

Now that the other party is able to reach this point safely, his magical power must not be weaker than that of a saint. If a monk with such great magical power comes here, if he has evil intentions, the twelve brothers and sisters will inevitably be doomed. How can they not worry?

As the eldest brother, Di Jiang must step forward at the critical moment and take the lead in testing: "Dare I ask where this person is from? What is the important matter for us brothers and sisters?"

"It's nothing important. I have set foot on Buzhou Mountain several times, but have never gone deep underground. This time I just want to see the real Buzhou Mountain and come to visit you twelve brothers and sisters." Mei Zihan responded calmly.

Although Mei Zihan answered truthfully, his answer obviously failed to convince the Twelve Ancestral Witches. After all, who else but Mei Zihan would wander around 100 million light years underground with nothing to do.

However, Di Jiang did not refute, and just asked again: "Since the Taoist already knows the identities of our brothers and sisters, could it be that they are here for the blood of Pangu?"

Except for the Pangu Palace and its own Pangu essence and blood, today's Twelve Ancestral Witches can be said to have nothing. However, there is a Pangu Restriction on the Pangu Palace, and outsiders cannot use it at all. That's why Di Jiang misunderstood Mei Zihan's intentions. , locked on the Pangu essence and blood of their brothers and sisters.

After all, the preciousness of Pangu's essence and blood itself is no less than any treasure in the ancient world. Twelve drops form the Chengdu Heavenly God Evil Formation, and can also summon Pangu's true body. In a short period of time, his combat power is no less than that of an ordinary saint.

"No, no! What use does Pindao need Pangu's essence and blood? Pindao's main target is your twelve ancestral witches." Mei Zihan came here mainly to visit the twelve ancestral witches. As for Pangu The amount of essence and blood he possesses far exceeds that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so why bother looking far away from the near.

However, his answer seemed to the Twelve Ancestral Witches to take their lives. Zhu Rong, the most hot-tempered among the twelve, immediately shouted: "Does the Taoist want the lives of our brothers and sisters? We Twelve Even though a person’s cultivation level is shallow, not everyone can figure it out, and at worst, the fish will die and the net will break!”

If it were in other places, Zhu Rong might have already taken action, but now that he is under Buzhou Mountain, he is afraid of causing damage to the Tianzhu. The main reason is that since Mei Zihan can reach here, he will definitely not be able to cultivate his magical power. Second to the Saints, even if the twelve of them join forces, the hope of victory is very slim.

Seeing the misunderstanding among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Mei Zihan hurriedly explained: "The Ancestral Witches misunderstood. Pindao had a close relationship with Pangu back then. How could he murder the Twelve Ancestral Witches? This visit is indeed a special trip to visit Pangu's descendants. ”

As he spoke, he took out the Xuanhuang Ruler of Heaven and Earth. Ever since he learned about the significance of this treasure of acquired merit, he had already made a calculation in his heart. Sometimes, showing this treasure is worth more than a thousand words.

Sure enough, after seeing the Xuanhuang Creation Ruler of Heaven and Earth, the Twelve Ancestral Witches completely let go of their worries. Not everyone can control this Xuanhuang Merit and Virtue Treasure. Like the Pangu Palace they guard, only the Kaitian and their descendants can refine it. Transformation, since the other party can control the Xuanhuang Fortune Ruler of Heaven and Earth, he either participated in the creation of the prehistoric world, or he is also a descendant of Pangu.

No matter what the situation was, no one would take action against them, the descendants of the Pangu bloodline. After learning that their lives were safe, the twelve ancestral witches secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, if an unknown saint-level powerhouse visits with an unknown purpose, how can we not worry the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

"The Taoist actually knew Father God Pangu?" Hou Tu, who was the lowest ranked among the ancestral witches, had the most delicate thoughts. She was the first to notice the meaning of Mei Zihan's words before, so she asked.

At this time, most of the other ancestral witches were attracted by the Xuanhuang Ruler of Heaven and Earth offered by Mei Zihan, and did not pay attention to the previous words. Only after Hou Tu reminded them did they recall what Mei Zihan had said before.

In anticipation of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Mei Zihan sang: "Chaos was born without knowing the year. Yi helped Pangu survive the sky. Living on Chaos Island in the South China Sea, the Chaos Demon God has been passed down since the beginning."

After saying this, he remained silent and waited for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to come to their senses.

Hearing Mei Zihan's song composition, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, like the original Pangu clan, took a long time to come to their senses. Although the mood was far from calm, Hou Tu still took the lead in asking: "What can we learn from the songs of our predecessors?" You know, my senior once helped Father God Pangu support the sky, but why did we, the Twelve, brothers and sisters never know about this happening?"

The effect of Mei Zihan's songwriting was immediate, and now the Twelve Ancestral Witches have begun to call him senior instead of the Taoist he was before.

"Hou Tu still can't shut up! Hou Tu is so young and ignorant that he dares to doubt the senior's songwriting. Please forgive her this time for the sake of Father Pangu." Before Mei Zihan could answer, the emperor Jiang first scolded Hou Tu, and then he began to plead for her.

All monks value their reputation. Suspecting the other party's songwriting is equivalent to suspecting the other party's bad reputation, which will undoubtedly cause the other party to lose face. For this reason, it is not uncommon for both parties to fight to the death.

Although they also didn't know whether the other's singing was true or false, their magnanimity and cultivation alone were far beyond what they could compete with. Therefore, in order not to anger each other, Di Jiang immediately interrupted Hou Tu's questions, and then Bow down and beg for mercy.

At this time, Hou Tu also realized the seriousness of the matter and hurriedly began to apologize: "Hou Tu is young and ignorant, and should not doubt the senior's singing. If the senior wants to punish, please punish Hou Tu alone, and it has nothing to do with the brothers and sisters. "

Hou Tu was the last to awaken among the twelve ancestral witches. She has always been treated as their little sister by everyone. How could they watch Hou Tu being punished now? Everyone immediately begged for mercy: "Senior, you are just punishing us, please forgive me. Earth sister.”

Seeing the twelve ancestral shaman brothers competing for punishment, even if Mei Zihan wanted to punish him, he couldn't bear to do it. What's more, he didn't care and had no idea of ​​​​punishment.

Comparing the scenes of moral decay, brothers turning against each other, and relatives killing each other in the previous life, Mei Zihan felt that everything in front of her was particularly precious. Only when she lost family ties and friendships could she appreciate their preciousness.

"Is Pindao such a small-minded person? Not to mention that Pindao doesn't care at all. Even if he wants to punish him, he will be so deeply moved by your brother-sister love that he won't be able to do anything." Mei Zihan stopped them from fighting for the punishment. Behavior.

Then, he told the entire story of the creation of the prehistoric world, as well as the matter of Tiandao's tampering with inherited memories.

Although the truth of the matter was too unbelievable, with the evidence of the Xuanhuang Fortune Ruler of Heaven and Earth, the Twelve Ancestral Witches finally chose to believe that this Xuanhuang treasure would not lie to others.

Therefore, all the twelve ancestral witches were filled with righteous indignation and said: "The despicable Heaven dared to plot against Father God Pangu, causing God Father to break away from heaven and die. We, the twelve brothers and sisters, must avenge Father God in the future."

With that said, the Twelve Ancestral Witches began to be eager to try, as if the law of heaven was in front of them, allowing them to kill them at will.

Seeing that things were developing more and more out of control, Mei Zihan had to reveal: "As long as you know the truth, the way of heaven is not something you can deal with. You must not act recklessly. Besides, Pangu has not fallen, and you do not need to replace him." He takes revenge."

Sure enough, Mei Zihan's words caused their attention to shift instantly, they immediately put revenge behind them, and started to care about Pangu's death instead, so they asked in unison: "Senior, are you serious about what you said? Father God has not really fallen? "

"There is absolutely no lie. With Pangu's cultivation in the late chaotic period and the inheritance of the more powerful avenue, it will be easy to open up a world that is a hundred times better than before in the heyday." Mei Zihan thought from afar: "Even if he is seriously injured, it will be easy to open up the world in front of him. There is no possibility of the prehistoric world falling."

In order to further increase the credibility, Mei Zihan added again: "Pindao stayed by Pangu's side for ten Yuanhui years. He knew everything about Pangu's situation at that time, even if he knew everything about it. Ninety percent, although Pangu burned most of his soul and almost all of his blood essence, he was still far from falling."

"Then why does Father God incarnate all things?" Hou Tu asked again. It was not that she didn't believe Mei Zihan, but that she wanted to find out why Pangu made such a choice.

"Whether it was voluntary or not, after the prehistoric world took shape, Pangu could not let go of his feelings for the prehistoric world. In order to make the prehistoric world develop faster and better, Pangu finally chose to leave his broken true body behind and transform it into all things. Retain the main spirit and return to chaos to heal." From this aspect, Pangu is indeed willing to incarnate all things for the prehistoric world.

Without Pangu incarnating all things, today's prehistoric world might still be a barren area, with only some vegetation appearing at most. As for ordinary animals, they would not be born until the end of this calamity at the earliest.

Finally, Mei Zihan took herself as an example: "If it weren't for some reasons, Pindao would have returned to Chaos to heal his injuries like Taoist Brother Pangu after supporting the world."

Knowing that Pangu was willing to incarnate all things for the prehistoric world without dying, the twelve ancestral witches couldn't help but become excited, and their faces showed pride. As a descendant of such a great Pangu, They are all proud of themselves.

Thinking of Pangu entering Chaos to heal his wounds, Di Jiang couldn't help but wonder: "Why did Father God not stay in the prehistoric world to heal his wounds, but chose to re-enter Chaos? Is it to guard against the way of heaven?"

"Joke! Why does the little Heavenly Dao need Pangu to be on guard?" Mei Zihan immediately retorted. Even when the oil was almost exhausted, Pangu could seriously hurt the Heavenly Dao with a loud shout. How could he take the Heavenly Dao seriously?

After that, he explained in detail: "Pindao can still ignore the way of heaven, let alone Taoist brother Pangu? You know, in the final stage of holding up the sky, Pangu seriously injured the origin of heaven's way with a loud shout, and then Pindao again Knock down the Heavenly Dao from the stage of chaos, and the Heavenly Dao from now on will be nothing to fear.”

"Then why did you enter Chaos?" This time it was Hou Tu who spoke. If Pangu healed his wounds in the prehistoric world, the brothers and sisters would be able to see their father God soon. Now that Pangu has returned to Chaos, the wish of the Twelve Ancestral Witches has come true. .

"The prehistoric world is not as good as you think," Mei Zihan had no choice but to explain again: "Compared with the countless treasures of heaven and earth in the chaos, the prehistoric world is extremely barren. The only innate spiritual treasures and innate treasures are all. It was transformed from the fragments of the accompanying spiritual treasures of the original Chaos Demon God. Most of the original three thousand Chaos Demon Gods possessed the Chaos Treasure. You can imagine how many treasures of heaven and earth are needed, and the prehistoric world cannot create any of them. "

"If there were still some unfulfilled wishes, Pindao would not stay in the prehistoric world. If Pangu chose to heal here, he would only need the innate spiritual energy, and all the prehistoric world would be far from enough." Mei Zi said. Han continued.

Seeing that the Twelve Ancestral Witches still had doubts, Mei Zihan had to use himself as an example again: "In the prehistoric world, if the poor Taoist absorbed the innate spiritual energy with all his strength, within a calamity, the entire prehistoric innate spiritual energy would disappear. If this is true for a poor man, let alone Pangu?"

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches accepted the fact that the prehistoric world was extremely barren, they still asked with hope: "Senior, can you tell me how long it will take before Father God can complete his healing and meet us?"

"At least ten thousand calamities."