Chapter Thirty-One: Houtu's Transmigration Cycle

  The two tribes of witches dispersed after Daozu Hongjun intervened and stopped them.

  Of course, before leaving, the Wu clan was triumphant in front of the Yao clan, and they vented all their dissatisfaction with the Daozu on the Yao clan.

  Di Jun and Tai Yi were so angry that their faces turned red and their ears were burning, but they didn't dare to take action against Emperor Jiang and the others. If they did, it would be a slap in the face of the founder of Taoism.

  The strength shown by Daozu just now still makes Emperor Jun's heart palpitate with fear, so he can only endure. Taiyi also knows this point, but Taiyi is not a person who likes to suffer losses, and naturally uses words to counterattack Emperor Jiang and others.

  However, due to the previous defeat of the demon tribe, if it weren't for the timely intervention of the Taoist ancestor, the demon tribe could be said to have been annihilated by the witch tribe. Therefore, Taiyi's counterattack at this moment seems somewhat lacking in momentum, only adding to the joke. In the end, Taiyi was so angry that he directly turned his sleeve and left.

  Thus, the thunderous and intense Witch-Yao Great War ended in such a mind-boggling way. No one knew that the outcome of this great war would be like this. Although it has ended, people with slightly better heads on the Primordial Continent all know that this is just the prologue to the Witch-Yao Great War, only just beginning.

  After the great war between witches and goblins, Yun Zhongzi left Jin Ao Island and returned to Wu Xing Island, where he practiced and taught the way of the Tao to Zhong Ling and others, while also keeping an eye on the movements of both the witch and goblin tribes.

  In the blink of an eye, two hundred years passed. Yun Zhongzi snapped his fingers and calculated, but nothing came out. Not only was he not annoyed, but he also revealed a hint of a smile. He summoned Zhong Ling and said, "Zhong Ling, you guard the island well, I have something to attend to outside."

  During this time, Yun Zhongzi handed over all the heavenly treasures and earthly gems he had collected in the Unweek Mountain to Zhong Ling, letting her plant them in the medicine garden on the Five Elements Island.

  Furthermore, after Yun Zhongzi obtained the Flying Rainbow Art from Hongyun, he began to incorporate it into his own flight art. Through years of hard work, Yun Zhongzi finally succeeded recently.

  Nowadays, Yun Zhongzi's flight speed is not as fast as Kunpeng's quasi-saint cultivation, but if Yun Zhongzi advances to the quasi-saint realm one day, his speed will definitely be faster than Kunpeng's at the same level. Yun Zhongzi has this confidence.

  Yun Zhongzi also taught his flying skills to Zhong Ling, allowing him to cultivate them. Since he was his own mount, Yun Zhongzi naturally wouldn't mistreat Zhong Ling.

  Yun Zhongzi accelerated his speed to the extreme and disappeared from Wuxing Island in the blink of an eye, only to reappear on the Hongyuan Continent soon after.

  "The speed is almost twice as fast as before, and now it should be even faster than Hong Yun's Fei Hong Zhi Shu."

  Yun Zhongzi didn't stay for long, unfolded his body and flew towards Buzhou Mountain.

  As soon as they arrived at Buzhou Mountain, Yun Zhongzi's eyebrows furrowed deeply. The entire sky above Buzhou Mountain was filled with countless residual souls and spirits, all of which carried a hint of black energy. It seemed that before their deaths, these souls had harbored resentment, and even after death, they still couldn't let go of the obsessions in their hearts.

  Yun Zhongzi's divine consciousness swept across, and countless residual souls were seen, endless and boundless. His heart was somewhat startled and also felt a sense of heaviness, his complexion not looking very good. Although Yun Zhongzi had arrived in the Desolate Expanse for many years, his soul was still that of a modern person. Human nature is inherently kind, seeing so many residual souls drifting about, Yun Zhongzi's chest felt somewhat stifled.

  Perhaps the feeling was too great, and Yun Zhongzi's eyes were filled with mist. Looking at the gathering of souls that seemed to be like clouds, he felt dizzy and his whole body turned cold, chilling him to the bone. These were not just one or two spirits, nor hundreds or thousands, but tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even millions of spirits. The number was staggering.

  After the great war of the witch, Yun Zhongzi didn't pay much attention to Bu Zhou Shan, and only focused on Hou Tu and the Ten Great Golden Crows. As a result, these residual souls were neglected. At this moment, seeing such a large number of vengeful spirits, his heart was like an overturned bottle of five flavors, extremely unpleasant, his nose slightly sour, staring blankly at these residual souls, unable to help in any way.

  "Unexpectedly, Yun Zhongzi is also a kind-hearted person."

  Suddenly, a woman's voice came from within the Not Weekly Mountain.

  Yun Zhongzi lifted his spirits and looked around, a moment later, from a mountain bag, a palace-dressed woman walked out, who was the Hou Tu of the twelve ancestor witches.

  "The poor Taoist has seen Hou Tu Zu Wu." Yun Zhongzi was very respectful to Hou Tu.

  Houtu's face was filled with worry, and she forced a smile at Yunzhongzi, saying, "Fellow Daoist is polite, but why didn't you stay on Jin'ao Island to cultivate bitterly? Instead, you appeared on Buzhou Mountain. Do you know how many people are plotting against you?"

  Yun Zhongzi naturally knew what Hou Tu said, and he smiled slightly, saying, "This poor Taoist has gained nothing after bitter cultivation. Now I come out to travel and temper my mind. As for those rats, this poor Taoist doesn't even put them in his eyes."

  Yun Zhongzi definitely wouldn't bluntly tell Hou Tu that he came here just for him, so he could only find an excuse.

  Hou Tu didn't probe further and turned his head to look up at the high sky, asking Yun Zhongzi, "What's your take on this, fellow Daoist?"

  Alas, it has been many years since the Honghuang era passed. In the past, there was the Dragon Han's first calamity, with countless deaths and injuries, and residual souls drifting throughout the entire Honghuang. Later, there was the Great War of Witchcraft on Mount Bu Zhou, where these spirits gathered but did not disperse. Now, in the entire Honghuang, the number of deceased spirits is immeasurable. Pitifully, they spent countless years cultivating in life, becoming demons and kings, only to have no place to settle after death. If there were a place for these residual souls to call home, they would not end up like this.

  Houtu heard this and a sharp light flashed in her eyes, which grew brighter and brighter. She then fell into deep thought, standing beside Yun Zhongzi's body, lost in contemplation.

  Yun Zhongzi turned his head to look back, seeing this couldn't help but smile, he himself had just been inspired by his heart and spoke out, without intentionally mentioning the reincarnation of Hou Tu's body, unexpectedly indirectly playing a role in reminding him, it can be said that unintentionally planting a willow tree has resulted in shade.

  Not disturbing him, let Hou Tu think alone, Yun Zhongzi stood quietly on the spot, still looking up at the scattered remnants of souls, those remnants of souls that were like clouds.

  After a moment, Hou Tu woke up and said to Yun Zhongzi, "Thank you for your reminder, my way is already clear."

  Yun Zhongzi smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you're being too serious. I didn't mean to lecture you, I just expressed my own thoughts."

  Houtu smiled and didn't say much, saying, "I don't know if Yun Zhongzi has any important matters. If not, can you follow me to the Youming Blood Sea for a trip?"

  Yun Zhongzi had long expected Hou Tu to go to the Youming Blood Sea, but he hadn't expected Hou Tu to invite him to go together. However, Yun Zhongzi naturally wouldn't refuse, so upon hearing this, he said, "This humble Daoist has no pressing matters at present, I'll follow my fellow Daoist to that Youming Blood Sea."

  Yun Zhongzi also knew that after Hou Tu's reincarnation, Minghe would definitely be jealous of the Six Paths Reincarnation, and at that time, he would still need to guard the Six Paths Reincarnation.

  Yun Zhongzi and Hou Tu flew together towards the Blood Sea, on the way Yun Zhongzi also learned through conversation with Hou Tu that when people die, they reincarnate, and the heavenly principle is clear, the law of cause and effect, Hou Tu plans to transform into a reincarnation, help a group of lingering souls eliminate their karma from past lives, if not, entanglement in past causes and effects may trigger chaos in the Heavenly Way.

  Yun Zhongzi was very impressed by Hou Tu's ability after learning about it. If he weren't a person from the later generations, he would never have thought of the Six Paths Reincarnation, let alone knowing how to transform and reincarnate, or how to eliminate the karma of past lives for the remaining souls.

  Along the way, Yun Zhongzi always followed Hou Tu with a respectful expression, treating him as a "saint" who had made great contributions to future generations.

  Before long, the two of them arrived at the Youming Blood Sea. The Youming Blood Sea was several tens of thousands of miles in circumference, with rolling waves of blood and no fish or shrimp to be seen, nor any birds or insects coming near. It seemed as if all the evil energy between heaven and earth had gathered here.

  Standing on the Blood Sea of Youming, feeling the chill in the air within the entire Blood Sea, Yun Zhongzi only felt a cold current flowing through his body, and he couldn't help but shiver with a chill. His scalp was slightly numb, "Has Niang thought it through?"

  On this road, Yun Zhongzi had already changed his title from Hou Tu to Hou Tu Niang Niang.

  Houtu's face flashed with a resolute expression, and he said, "This is something that will bring blessings to the entire Hongyuan, why should I think too much about it? However, I do have one thing that requires your help, fellow Taoist!"

  Yun Zhongzi was taken aback, and then said seriously, "Your Ladyship has something to say, please give orders, as long as it is within my power, I will definitely not disappoint you."

  Houtu smiled and then her expression turned gloomy, saying "I'm sorry to trouble Daoist friends to pass a message to my brothers, 'Houtu has disappointed all of you brothers, Houtu owes an apology to all of you brothers.'"

  Yun Zhongzi nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Ladyship, I will definitely bring him there."

  Houtu smiled again, took a deep breath, and was about to take action...

  At this moment, the entire bloody sea suddenly surged with waves, and a figure slowly flew up from the bloody sea, it was Minghe. "I have seen you, Hou Tu Daoist friend."

  Minghe first shouted a greeting towards Hou Tu, then fiercely stared at Yun Zhongzi and said, "Yun Zhongzi, Laozu hasn't gone to find you yet, but you've delivered yourself to my doorstep."

  Yun Zhongzi just smiled and didn't say much, today Hou Tu's reincarnation is more important than anything else, so Yun Zhongzi let Ming He take advantage of him verbally.

  Minghe saw Yunzhongzi in the clouds, but he didn't speak. He was somewhat surprised, but at the same time, he also felt a bit bored. He knew that this time, Hou Tu had come to Xuehai with a big matter to attend to, and it was a great virtuous deed. So, he didn't bother Yunzhongzi for now, and instead turned his head to look at Hou Tu and said, "Hou Tudao friend, I don't know what important business you have come to my Blood Sea for?"

  "Right now, there's an urgent matter that requires borrowing the blood sea of a fellow Daoist. I hope you won't stop me."

  Minghe burst out laughing and said, "Fellow Taoist, there's no need to be so polite. Just use it if you want."

  It's not the atmosphere of the Nether River, but he also secretly calculated that Hou Tu would do things in response to the Heavenly Way, and was born with the destiny. However, he didn't know what it was for either. At this moment, seeing Hou Tu didn't speak clearly, he didn't ask much either, and directly let Hou Tu borrow the Blood Sea. Moreover, if he really tried to stop him, the Nether River also knew that the Heavenly Way would not allow him to be so presumptuous.

  Then Hou Tu Lang said loudly:

  "I will give up my body and transform into the six paths of reincarnation, leading the boundless weak water."

  "I would sacrifice myself and endure endless suffering to dispel the resentment of all spirits."

  "I will sacrifice myself, fulfill the duty of reincarnation and death, and bring blessings to the realm."

  "I sacrifice myself, transform into six paths of reincarnation, for all heavenly numbers."

  "The Six Paths of Reincarnation, stand."

  ………

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