White Lotus Enlightenment in the Ancient World

In the Temple of the Ancestral Witch, Houtu had been sitting in silence for tens of thousands of years since the collapse of Buzhou Mountain. She never imagined that she would act on her own initiative and not only allow her brothers to kill each other, but also cause the destruction of all life in the ancient world.

Seeing the souls flying everywhere, Houtu blamed herself extremely. She wanted to make up for the sins committed by the Wu clan, and also wanted to leave some blood for the Wu clan. The thought of this touched her heart.

The Lich is already irreconcilable, and blind suppression will only make the fight more fierce.

Houtu, who had not left the Ancestral Witch Palace for tens of thousands of years, finally came out. With some understanding, she followed the inspiration in her heart and came to the Netherworld.

Chang Yi had been waiting in the palace for a long time. When she noticed Hou Tu's arrival, the ethereal divine voice reached the ears of the goddess.

"Fellow Taoist, would you like to come and talk?"

Hou Tu didn't expect to meet an acquaintance in the netherworld. He was also a guest from Zixiao and naturally he would not directly deny his face. He flew to the Black Mountain and saw a strange scene near the ghost gate.

"How did fellow Taoist come to Netherworld?" Houtu was a little confused.

"Same as fellow Taoist."

Chang Yi smiled and saw that Hou Tu looked sad and did not say any pleasantries.

"The two clans have been fighting for several years, and countless souls have been scattered and have no one to depend on. I am here precisely for these lonely and helpless souls."

As he spoke, he took out the Shuiyue Mirror, tapped it with his finger, and a ripple spread out, and Hou Tu saw the hundreds of millions of living souls in it.

Hou Tu couldn't help but be stunned for a long time, and then sighed after a long time. She followed the inspiration and came to the Netherworld. She didn't know where she was going, but now she realized that she was on the Taoist in front of her.

Bu Zhoushan has already stained the Wu clan with a huge amount of karma. No matter how high her cultivation level is, she cannot resist Tianshu. It is imminent to transform the souls who died in this battle.

"Fellow Taoist, great kindness!"

Without the collection of Changyi Lingbao, her soul would have dissipated long ago, and she would have no chance to make amends.

"All sentient beings are innocent, and I can't bear it in my heart. My Taoist friends are compassionate, but they are infected by the calamity and their minds are confused. However, it is not too late now. I am willing to find a way out for future generations of witch clans."

Hou Tu bowed his hands in worship and understood Chang Yi's meaning. After the manifestation of reincarnation, the Netherworld cannot be left unattended. The ancestral witches may not survive the disaster. The shaman clan of future generations has the protection of reincarnation, which can be regarded as continuing the Pangu bloodline.

Chang Yi stood up and returned the greeting. This is how calamity has always been measured in heaven and earth. It is not anyone's fault. It is an infinite mercy for Hou Tu to have the heart to extradite souls.

"It turns out that these two spiritual treasures should be here."

After saying that, Hou Tu took out the human book and the magic pen and handed the two items to Chang Yi. Chang Yi solemnly accepted them without polite politeness.

"Fellow Taoist, you can feel at ease here. With me in the Netherworld, there will be no chaos."

Hou Tu looked at Chang Yi gratefully and nodded. She had nothing to repay, so she only handed over the reincarnation in the underworld to Chang Yi as a token of her affection.

She looked up at the dark sky, her eyes no longer sad.

"My queen, I am grateful for the innocent sufferings of the beings in the world and the suffering of life and death. Now I use my body to transform the reincarnation place of the beings in the world and complete the way of heaven!"

Rumbling, the underworld shook, and the whole world was shocked!

After hearing Houtu's great wish, the six sages stopped preaching and stood up to worship, shouting for Queen Houtu's mercy.

All spirits do not understand the meaning of reincarnation, but they cannot help but feel joy in their hearts and bow deeply in the direction of the back earth in the netherworld.

A soft golden halo swept across the entire Netherworld, and it was no longer pitch black. Sadness suddenly emerged in Chang Yi's heart, and a wisp of purple aura quietly emerged from his soul, joining the other two auras.

He unexpectedly realized the meaning of compassion when reincarnation was manifesting. A new step had appeared in the void. As Chang Yi's footsteps gently lifted, Hou Tu beside him also completely transformed into reincarnation!

In an instant, endless merits rushed down to the reincarnation chart, and Houtu became the eighth saint in the world. However, she could no longer leave the circle of reincarnation and was trapped in the netherworld forever.

But she had no regrets. The soul emerged from reincarnation with a peaceful expression.

After becoming a saint, she saw clearly the destiny of the great catastrophe. Although the Wu clan was miserable, it did not perish because of her compensation.

Chang Yi also understood the sorrow of the seven emotions and improved his cultivation again. He bowed to Houtu devoutly and admired her compassion.

Hou Tu smiled and reached out to help Chang Yi up.

"Fellow Taoist, I'll leave it to you to deal with the Netherworld."

"Of course, don't worry, Madam."

After reincarnation manifests, all that remains is to extradite the soul into it and allocate different fates according to the size of the karma.

How could Styx, who was in such a huge battle in the sea of ​​​​blood, not know that after realizing that Hou Tu had completely transformed into reincarnation, he couldn't bear it anymore and immediately brought his demon king and a group of asuras to come with the intention of fighting for control of the six paths of reincarnation.

He has long regarded the Netherworld as his own territory, how can he allow others to sleep soundly?

Chang Yi was not surprised to see Styx coming, and if he hadn't come, Chang Yi would have gone to the Blood Sea to solve this hidden danger.

He couldn't always sit in the Netherworld, and it would be inconvenient for Queen Tu to reincarnate into reincarnation. Wouldn't it be a wedding dress for Styx then?

"I didn't go looking for you, but you found me. The original attack on Hongyun should have come to an end now."

Minghe naturally knew that Chang Yi was there, but he believed that with the help of Xuehai Yiping and the help of several demon kings in the Daluo realm, he would be able to suppress Chang Yi and control the power of reincarnation.

"Stop being so arrogant! I have been born in the Netherworld for several Yuanhui, and this place has been my dojo for a long time. You are seizing it for no reason, but you are talking arrogantly!"

As he said this, Minghe summoned Yehuo Honglian and came with the swords of Yuantu and Abi to kill him ferociously. He actually wanted to take down Chang Yi first, regardless of his appearance.

The four demon kings with many hands and tails in the rear were naturally covering them, and they were filled with murderous intent and unparalleled momentum.

The two swords in Styx's hands were spiritual treasures born from the sea of ​​blood, and they were extremely powerful. When he saw that the man was not hiding, with a smile on his lips, his nameless anger suddenly arose, and he stabbed at him with a roar.

But as soon as the tip of the sword touched the person in front of him, it seemed to bounce into the water, causing waves, and then his whole body was plunged into it!

"what!"

Styx exclaimed, but when he looked back, he found that a huge lens appeared in front of him, and his reflection was looking at him fiercely!

"You are possessed, Styx."

A few wisps of mysterious piano music suddenly sounded in the netherworld, and the mountains and rivers merged with the shadows of singing birds. The Styx couldn't help but scream, and scars suddenly appeared on the soul!

He couldn't help but panic. For the first time in so many years of practicing Taoism, he felt a life-and-death crisis!

He gritted his teeth and waved his swords, wildly smashing them in the illusion mirror space, splashing countless water splashes, but still couldn't break out of the formation.

In the end, he had to use the blood sea incarnation method to dissolve the blood and change places, but the moment he left the illusion mirror, the soul actually made a tearing sound!

ah!

The red lotus leaves under his feet trembled, unable to stop the sorrow of this divine soul!

The seven strings float and merge with the cold light, and the five notes are ready to move the purple emperor.

The beings in the netherworld raised their heads in surprise and saw a brilliant full moon rising in the sky, shedding thousands of rays of light!

This is the first time they have seen Taiyin!

Under the moon, the god holds a peach blossom and taps it lightly on the heads of the four demon kings including Zi Zi Tian Bo Xun and Lu Lu Tian. They are as light and silent as a dragonfly touching water.

But the four demons' eyes suddenly bulged with blood, blood surged from their mouths, and their realm instantly fell to Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Those Shura soldiers will be enveloped by the power of time, and they are not as good as the Demon King who faces the immortal. The blood in his body flows backwards, his bones and flesh are dissolved, and his origin is forcibly stripped out and returned to the sea of ​​blood. Finally, he turns into a pool of filthy blood and soaks into the black soil of the netherworld. middle!

The Soul of Styx was seriously injured. After finally escaping from the illusion, he saw the miserable fate of all his men. His eyes were splitting. But now that it was difficult for him to protect himself, how could he still fight back?

Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Styx could only grit his teeth and resent, and retreat into the sea of ​​blood with a gloomy face.

His soul was severely injured and he was at the end of his strength, but as long as the sea of ​​​​blood was not destroyed, he, Styx, would still have time to come back!