Chapter 3: The Daoist Temple is Established, the Witch and Demon are Born

  But Li Feng and Hou Tu entered the Penglai Island, only to find that there were twelve pre-heavenly spiritual treasures of black lotus in the island. This made Li Feng extremely happy, he was already laughing with his mouth wide open, and this had special meaning for him. This could be considered as the first spiritual treasure he truly obtained. Like the Hunyuan Bell and the Tian Di Linglong Xuan Huang Pagoda, they were all 'snatched' or 'picked up' by him. Therefore, Li Feng had a strange affection for the twelve black lotus spiritual treasures with a clear origin.

  "There will be bread, there will be milk, hehe, Lingbao will certainly have it too. Indeed, the words of great men are trustworthy, hehehe."

  Li Feng thought happily, turned his head to look back, and saw Hou Tu smiling at him with a hint of disdain in her eyes, making Li Feng's old face blush slightly.

  In Hou Tu's heart, this was just a congenital spiritual treasure, although it was considered top-notch among congenital spiritual treasures, but no matter how you looked at it, it couldn't compare to her Tian Di Ling Long Xuan Huang Pagoda and Li Feng's Hun Dun Bell. It might be slightly stronger than Li Feng's Shen Long Tower, so she couldn't understand why Li Feng was so excited.

  Houtu is now a typical example of not knowing the value of rice, firewood and salt at home. As for the two treasures in their hands, they were all obtained by Li Feng's careful calculation and snatching after being abandoned. Although Li Feng knew the general trend of Hongyuan's future, such opportunities would arise again. However, as he intervened, the direction of the world of Hongyuan would deviate more and more from the "general trend" he knew.

  So now every opportunity is precious, and every spiritual treasure is very important to them. However, Hou Tu doesn't know this, and Li Feng won't tell her either. He doesn't want Hou Tu to take on too much.

  "My god, isn't this the Three Lights Divine Water? There's so much of it that it's formed a small lake. Am I seeing things?" Li Feng was shocked after carefully observing the small lake where the Twelve-Petal Black Lotus was located. After taking a closer look, he was even more astonished and for the first time in front of his beloved sister, he blurted out a curse word.

  It's no wonder that he was shocked, after all, the Three Lights Divine Water is a treasure that can be said to be hard to come by in the entire Honghuang. Think about it, in the later generations of Journey to the West, Sun Wukong pushed down the ginseng fruit tree of Zhenyuan Daxian, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, and Zhenyuanzi was a great divine power who listened to the Tao three times in the Purple Mist Palace! Unfortunately, facing the uprooted life fruit tree, he was completely helpless.

  Finally, it was Guanyin Bodhisattva (Ci Hang Daoren) who used the Yu Jingping's three-light divine water to revive him. This incident can fully illustrate the preciousness of the three-light divine water. At this time, the three-light divine water actually formed a small lake, how could Li Feng not go crazy for this? Even the usually calm Hou Tu showed a surprised expression.

  "Sister, how is it? This treasure island isn't bad, right? Haha... From now on, this will be our dojo. Let me first handle the chaotic energy on the island, and then you can arrange it to your liking! Also, this is the method for setting up the Heavenly Star Big Dipper Array; set it up as a protective array around the island."

  "Okay, brother, don't worry, I will carefully arrange it."

  Only to see Li Feng suddenly rise into the air, stopping above Penglai Island. His hands instantly formed countless seals, and then all the chaotic energy on Penglai Island surged towards him. In a short while, all the chaotic energy was absorbed by Li Feng, and the air on Penglai Island was refreshed. However, the chaotic energy outside the island remained, which could be used to conceal.

  After Li Feng's side was finished, Hou Tu immediately started acting. With a wave of her hand, the spiritual flowers and grasses, plant seeds, various spiritual medicines, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures were all planted on the island. Then, she sprinkled some of the Three Light Divine Water that she had just collected onto the island.

  At this time, these spiritual roots and herbs are stimulated by the Three Light Divine Water and the island's spiritual energy. The seeds that were scattered instantly begin to sprout, and then continuously thrive and grow. In an instant, the entire mountain is filled with a lush green color. Those innate spiritual medicines also become even more tender and vibrant after being nourished by this divine water.

  Looking down from the air, the entire Peng was divided into four pieces at this time, each with a vast territory of thousands of miles. Later, Hou Tu used his magical powers to instantly create some palaces and gardens on the four blocks of land. Elegant buildings stood amidst a sea of flowers, exuding a unique charm.

  Houtu saw this, smiled slightly, and turned to look at Lǐ Fēng's place. However, she saw that Lǐ Fēng, having left the Primordial Chaos for a long time, had not been in contact with the Primordial Chaos' energy for a while, and suddenly absorbing it caused his body to be unable to adapt for a moment. "Brother, are you alright?" Houtu immediately came over and asked worriedly.

  "It's nothing, just not used to it for a while, don't worry, little sister, hehe. Seeing the baby sister worrying, Li Feng felt a warmth in his heart, "This is the taste of relatives!" However, he couldn't bear to let Hou Tu worry, and immediately replied."

  Then Li Feng looked at Penglai Island, his heart filled with joy. "Finally have a home, it's not easy to be homeless!" Li Feng sighed in his heart, then waved his right hand, and saw a huge palace rising from the ground beside the small lake. At this time, the twelve-product black lotus had not yet matured, so Li Feng lived on this side to take care of it conveniently.

  As they walked into the grand hall with Hou Tu, all they saw was an ancient Daoist character on top of the grand hall. On the horizontal board in front of the grand hall, it was written 'Wen Dao Palace'.

  "Sister, now that the Daoist temple has been determined, I think you should hurry up and cultivate. Try to break through as soon as possible. As for me, brother, I also need to cultivate more. After all, it took us over a hundred years just to find this Daoist temple! Our cultivation has fallen behind during this period of time. Let's start cultivating early. With the protection of the Zhou Tian Star Array and the island's own ability to conceal its presence from the heavens, there's no need to worry."

  "Alright, brother, don't worry. I'll go cultivate now. You don't need to take care of me either, just go cultivate yourself."

  "Okay, I'll go first, you hurry up and go too, little sister."

  The vast expanse of time always passes quickly, and thousands of millions of years have already passed. At this moment, the vast expanse has reappeared in a struggle.

  After the war between the Three Clans of the Primordial Chaos and the Western Demon Cult, the world was quiet once again. The Three Clans of the Primordial Chaos all withdrew from the struggle for dominance in the Primordial Chaos, hiding themselves away. At this time, only some scattered cultivators remained in the Primordial Chaos. After experiencing numerous calamities, these scattered cultivators each occupied a mountain peak, rarely venturing out, and instead focused on cultivating in seclusion, hoping to gain the power to protect themselves.

  Thus, the Honghuang suddenly became quiet, and even the struggles were rare. In peacetime, the Honghuang that appeared were all some unopened wild beasts, slightly accomplished, opening spiritual intelligence, all in their own mountain heads and cave houses for quiet cultivation.

  For a time, the chaos was suddenly cleared.

  However, the Three Clans War resulted in countless cultivators falling and returning to nature, causing a significant increase in spiritual energy between heaven and earth. As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth grew thicker day by day, more wild beasts awakened their spiritual intelligence, and even spirits of grass and trees were nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, awakening their spiritual intelligence and successfully transforming into new-born demons, collectively known as the Demon Clan.

  The vast and desolate land, boundless and unparalleled, was even more expansive than the starry sky of the Milky Way in later ages. As a result, the spiritual beasts that opened up spiritual wisdom numbered in the tens of millions every day, and after thousands of years, they made the demon tribe a dominant force.

  However, at this time, the Desolate Expanse did not have a cultivation method to pass down. The demon clans that had transformed on the Desolate Expanse could not increase their strength through cultivation, and relying on swallowing and spitting out spiritual energy to cultivate was extremely slow. Even in places with dense spiritual energy, without a cultivation method, the demon clans' cultivation was also extremely slow. As a result, among the hundreds of thousands of demon clans, there wasn't a single one that had attained the Dao and become an immortal. It was truly a case of not even one in ten thousand.

  Until one day, a certain demon tribe swallowed the inner elixir of the same demon tribe, greatly increasing its cultivation. It actually crossed the 49th heavenly tribulation and achieved the Dao of Immortality, instantly provoking a great calamity that filled the sky.

  The entire Desolate Land's demonic tribes began to scramble for the internal elixirs of their own kind, swallowing and cultivating them. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of demons achieved the Dao of Immortals, and countless demonic tribes organized themselves into numerous forces, occupying mountain strongholds and seizing internal elixirs for cultivation.

  Of course, snatching the inner elixir for cultivation not only makes the law power impure, but also lacks the assistance of boundaries, let alone the realm of Tao. Therefore, under the heavenly calamity, there are countless deaths and injuries. However, even so, swallowing the inner elixir to increase cultivation has become a mainstream cultivation method for many Honghuang demon tribes.

  When the demon tribe of Honghuang was born, they fell into a struggle. Suddenly, the Hunyuan Xiantian Shenmo Kunpeng Daoren created the Demon Scripture in the North Ming land. In an instant, it spread throughout Honghuang, and various low-level cultivation methods were also transmitted. The momentum of the demon tribe's mutual slaughter suddenly stopped, and the appearance of the Demon Scripture was sought after by the demon tribe. Kunpeng Daoren became a teacher among the demon tribe, commonly known as the Demon Master Kunpeng.

  At this time, some of the demon clans that had already achieved the Dao of Immortals also summarized their cultivation methods in various demonic scriptures. Suddenly, all sorts of cultivation methods spread throughout the Primordial Chaos, but they were all transmitted within their own spheres of influence. For a time, the demon clans of the Primordial Chaos showed signs of continuously advancing.

  However, at this time, at the foot of Mount Buzhou, suddenly, eleven great divine powers emerged, and they were the Eleven Ancestors Wu. Afterwards, in the vicinity of Mount Buzhou, there would occasionally appear great witches with ancient bloodlines, and within a short thousand years, there would be millions of witches under the leadership of the Eleven Ancestors Wu, constantly eliminating the surrounding forces of evil spirits.

  Eleventh Ancestor Witch was born with the strength of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and with the ancestral witch's physical cultivation, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is beyond that of ordinary people. In just a thousand years, when gathering millions of witches at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, his strength has already rivaled that of Daluo Golden Immortal.

  Moreover, the eleventh ancestor Wu Cheng received Pan Gu's legacy and was born with the method of cultivating Pan Gu's physical body. Therefore, the sudden birth of the Wu tribe directly occupied the surrounding areas of Mount Buzhou, and all the demons in the surrounding areas were killed by the Wu tribe. The inner elixir was refined to increase its strength, and at that time, tens of millions of demons were suppressed by one million Wu tribesmen.

  And until this day, everywhere on the vast and desolate land could be seen such a scene.

  Dozens of witches chased after thousands of demons, fleeing everywhere. From time to time, hundreds of demons were killed by the witches with a single kick or punch. Moreover, there were also numerous scenes where tens of thousands of demons gathered together to beat up one or two witches. However, overall, the witches had an advantage in terms of top-level masters, while the demons had an advantage in numbers. The two sides would kill each other as soon as they met, without any intention of sparing each other's lives.

  At a distance from Mount Zhou, there is a palace. The palace is very simple and surrounded by a group of buildings where tens of thousands of Wu people live.

  As he walked closer, all he saw were the symbols written on top of the gigantic palace. Others who looked at it only felt that it was mysterious and profound, but they couldn't understand it. Even in the vast expanse of the Honghuang Continent, there were only a handful of people who could decipher its meaning. Of course, if Li Feng came here and took one look, he would immediately understand - it was the three words "Pangu Hall".

  As they entered the hall, they saw eleven people sitting in a circle on the mats. They were the eleven ancestral witches of the Honghuang tribe. At this time, the cultivation of the eleven ancestral witches had already reached the peak of the early stage of Daluo Jinxian, and they had transformed into human form, with ten males and one female. The female was Yu Zhongmu, the Ancestral Witch of Rain, Xuanming.

  Only then did Zhu Rong, with a face full of arrogance and disobedience, anxiously say to Emperor Jiang, "Big brother has gathered us this time, I don't know what's going on."

  "Yes, now is the time when we are fighting against the demon clan at a critical moment. If several of us were to be absent, it's likely that some of our witches would be surrounded and killed." A cold voice rang out, belonging to Gonggong Zuowu with an icy face.

  "This time I have summoned you both over, is precisely to discuss a matter that concerns the life and death of my witch tribe." Emperor Jiang said solemnly, looking at Zhu Rong and Gong Gong.

  "What's up, big brother?"

  "Yes, big brother, what's this matter of life and death for our Wu clan?"

  "Yes, big brother."

  Just as Emperor Jiang had finished speaking, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong's ancestors asked in unison.

  Di Jiang stood by and watched as the few people asked questions, not answering any of them. Only when the questioning stopped did he speak up with a serious expression, "How do you think the strength of my Wu tribe compares to that of the Yao tribe?"

  "Of course I'm stronger, as a male witch from the Witch clan. We're hundreds of times more powerful than the Demon clan, and with the existence of our eleven ancestral witches, it's a one-sided battle. Big brother, why are you asking this?" - Zhu Rong

  He spoke first, but after finishing, he looked at Di Jiang with some confusion.

  "Not bad, my tribe's individual strength is hundreds of times stronger than the demon tribe, but I ask you, in a thousand years, how many of our tribe have fallen?" Emperor Jiang looked at Zhu Rong and asked, without explaining.

  Go on asking.

  "Hmm, for a thousand years, my witch tribe has lost nearly ten thousand people, but we have killed over a hundred million demon tribes. Moreover, when my witch tribe falls in battle, it is to return to the heavens and the embrace of Pangu, the father god. What's wrong with that?" Zong Rong replied, but at this time, Xie Bi Shi, Xuanyuan, and other ancestral witches had thoughtful expressions on their faces. Among them, Zhu Jiu Yin's old face looked at Emperor Jiang with a hint of frenzy. It was clear that they had already heard something, after all, as the ancestral witch who had spent the past and future time, they could see a bit of the situation.

  "Not bad, my clan has killed over a billion demons at the cost of losing tens of thousands. So I ask, if we kill hundreds of billions of demons, will there only be eleven of us left? But are there only hundreds of billions of demons?"

  "Ah," Zhu Rong's face was filled with surprise, and even a hint of horror, clearly having anticipated the scene after killing the 100 billion-strong Yao tribe, that is, with Zuwu's heart and will, only the empty commander of the Wu tribe remained in his heart.

  "But there aren't hundreds of billions of demon clans in the vast wilderness, are there? In that case, we've already won!" Zhurong said with some discontent.

  "Our witch tribe has a hard time surviving, but the demon tribe is different. To know that we killed them by the hundreds of millions, I'm afraid it won't take even a hundred million years for them to recover. Moreover, when we kill them, there will be more demons transforming, so killing them is not enough." Emperor Jiang explained.

  "It's just that we've killed hundreds of billions of demons, but the demons will always replenish their numbers with new blood, just like how we're killing them while they're creating more. It's basically balanced, but in the end... " Xuan Ming Zu Wu took over the unfinished words from Zhu Rong Zu Wu's mouth, his expression already icy cold, but a hint of shock flashed through his eyes, clearly indicating that Xuan Ming Zu Wu had understood what Di Jiang Zu Wu was about to say.

  "It's not bad, in the end, only eleven of us ancestral witches are left, while the demon tribe may be severely damaged for a short time, but it's no big deal, and their power still exists." Emperor Jiang said this sentence in a low and obscure tone, then looked at the other ancestral witches.

  "Ah!! No way," Gonggong Zuowu said in disbelief, but the surprise in his eyes clearly indicated that he also agreed with this point.

  Others were also shocked, but they seemed to have thought of this possibility and fell silent with a serious expression. After a while, Huangjiu Yin finally spoke up, "Since Emperor Jiang has gathered us here, do you already have a solution?" He asked, his eyes fixed intently on Emperor Jiang, wanting to see something from his expression.

  And the other ancestral witches were also staring at Emperor Jiang, apparently Huang Jiuyin had already asked out a few questions that people wanted to ask.

  "Not bad, you wait for the attachment to come." Later, Emperor Jiang said a few words in a low voice beside several people. Finally, the eleventh ancestor witch laughed loudly and simultaneously, obviously, there was no need to say more.

  With this, the disputes between witches and demons on the Honghuang continent stopped instantly after the Pangu Temple meeting. The witch tribe people returned to their respective tribes to gather towards their ancestors, and since the witch tribe did not hunt and kill the demon tribe, the demon tribe, which was far weaker than the witch tribe in terms of individual strength, also had no interest in organizing to surround and kill the witch tribe. After all, the demon tribe really lacked top-level masters.

  So, for a time, the vast expanse fell into a tranquil silence once again.

  What's left of this war is just a lonely soul and wild ghosts. From time to time, the desolate land has accumulated countless vengeful spirits and evil spirits.

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