With a bang, the third jade bridge collapsed and disappeared in the wailing of thousands of lonely ghosts in the three realms.

Houtu looked blankly at the Naihe Bridge, his face full of vicissitudes.

What is the meaning of being in this old age?

Houtu’s confused eyes passed through billions of years of time and space. At that time, he was still the ancestor witch who was scared by the prehistoric people. He had an encounter with the Netherworld Blood Sea. For the long-lasting fortune of the witch clan, he fulfilled his own way.

And I am so waiting here, but today, all of this has become the clouds of the past.

Do you want to destroy the witch clan again?

Houtu's heart was shaking like a knife, and it was trembling. The forgotten water in his hand was sprinkled inadvertently. The dripping and splashing a little dust.

Houtu looked at Meng Po Tang, smiled sadly, flew and went to the west to see the old style of Longzhong. Houtu was agile and could not see the old look just now.

Looking back at the township platform. Looking back at the township platform. The lonely soul looks back and tears. The cry of relatives has been gone. From now on, I have no choice.

Well, Houtu died in the prison where he was transformed into reincarnation. Houtu shouldn't have lived in the world anymore.

Houtu picked up the Forgetful Water and poured it straight into himself with a clear face.

Forgot. Forgot the heaven that raised me. Forgot the prison of reincarnation that is bound to my essence, blood and soul. This is the witch clan. Everything...

Seeing Houtu, he was about to drink love water. But at this moment, a faint sigh came over the Netherworld Prison.

"Billions of years ago, I wanted to drink here and forget it. Why do you have to bear the fault of memory alone today?"

A big hand was born out of thin air. He grabbed Houtu's jade hand with one hand. Although Houtu has infinite merits and great skills, he only felt that he could not move at all.

I looked up at the person in my eyes. It was the "person" I saw in the Netherworld Blood Sea ten thousand years ago. Now I still look like the same as before.

He was wearing a bun on his head and a Taoist robe that never changed to green. He was holding a pine-handled stick in his hand.

But the handsome face of the man came, there was no longer the sunny smile. Instead, it was filled with wisdom left over from the years, as if the mountains were seen as mountains and waters were calm, as if all the mountains and rivers in the sky were far away from this person.

Why is there such a deep sorrow that cannot be removed in people's eyes?

Houtu's heart murmured in pain: "My intention... has been eliminated. Why do you have to come?"

Li Song smiled bitterly and said nothing.

The two of them were silent for a while. Time flies, and they say thousands of words. How to start?

"You may know the purpose of my coming. "It may be that you know." After a long time, Li Song spoke slowly, but seemed to say to himself: "Some cause and effect. Maybe it's time to end."

"That day, I was begged by the Taoist fellow Taoist by the Netherworld Blood Sea. I also received the promise of the Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist for billions of years. I have been working diligently for the past billions of years. I may have lost my entrustedness to the Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Taoist fellow Tao

Song's cold tone was as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him.

"Later, the witch clan survived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the ancestor witch palace of the Northern Juluzhou; the battle between Jiuli Central Plains. The prison clan survived the cycle of reincarnation. It defied the heavens and decided to prosper for the witch clan for three thousand years. Although I dare not say that I had repaid the great kindness of fellow Taoists, I was considered to have a clear conscience."

Houtu down there and kept his head down and prevented Li Song from seeing a trace of expression on his face. He listened to Li Song chattering and said nothing.

Suddenly, Houtu felt a throbbing in his heart. A long-lost bloodline connected to him suddenly wrapped himself tightly. How could Houtu not know what happened? He looked up at Li Song and was shocked and said, "Fellow Taoist is going against the will of heaven. Can you?"

In Song's hand, the only drop of the five drops of the ancestor witch's essence and blood given to Li Song by Houtu back then was the most dazzling gem in the three realms that day.

Today, Li Song wanted to reshape his body for Houtu. He ended the cause of the witch clan for billions of years and was resentful.

As for Li Song, who is against the will of heaven or not, now, he cares so much about the will of heaven. Did Li Song still do little?

"The saints of the Witch Clan have already come out and can stand on the heavens. They don't need to take care of me. I can only give up my mission." A bitter look flashed in Li Song's eyes. He said, "Now the saints of the Witch Clan have set up a strategy for the universe. They want to rule the three realms of heaven. It's okay. It's transformed by fellow Taoists. But the lord of the fairy world is the world established by me. The sentient beings in the realm who regard me as the holy father. I am a part of the weight of both realms. But how can I dare to agree to the saint of the Witch Clan?"

Wu Shisan's witch clan wants to unify the three realms. As the largest one in the three realms, Xuanmu Island, is now the enemy of Shuhuorong.

Song’s words mean to show that the cause and effect between Li Song and the Wu clan will no longer exist after Li Song helped Houtu restore his body. Now, Xuanmu Island and the Wu clan will be the bridge and road back to the bridge. They will do their own things. At the same time, what will no longer exist is the concern between Li Song and Hou for billions of years.

When Houtu heard this, his heart was just like a thousand needles and threads were tangled. The pain was not explained. He felt that the air around him was suppressed and tightened. Houtu couldn't say a word.

One is the holy father of the human race and the other is the ancestral witch of the witch clan. What else can I say at such a critical moment?

At this moment, Li Song shouted loudly: "Get up!" The drop of blood of the ancestor witch suddenly flew into the air like an elf, jumping happily around the Houtu ancestor witch.

A sudden "boom" sound, the blood of the ancestor witch exploded, turning into a ball of blood mist, wrapping Houtu in it.

The three realms of Huo changed color. In an instant, dark clouds rolled, thunderous evil spirits, like beasts that wanted to choose people and ate them. They rushed towards Houtu.

And in the dark clouds and thunder, there is even a sharp roar that pierces the sky and flies out from every corner, stirring up with the dark clouds and thunder and lightning, circling over the prison of reincarnation.

The ancestor witch was born in accordance with the hostility of heaven. Now the only Houtu ancestor witch in the world is reborn. Since the hostility of heaven is coming to worship.

There are all kinds of cold winds and ghosts screaming. The prison on earth is formed. The three realms of heaven have formed a whirlpool in the prison of reincarnation.

All the witch warriors in Beijuluzhou felt the passionate hearts. A feeling of worship arose naturally. They couldn't help but kneel down in the direction of the vortex, muttering something. They naturally welcomed the words of the witch clan of Houtu.

In the Ancestral Witch Temple, Wu Shisan sat under the Pangu statue. His face changed but he could not see any expression. Since the world where Xing Tian Jiufeng and the two great witches went, Wu Shisan entered the Ancestral God Temple in order to gather the witch clan.

The witch people were originally straightforward men and didn't act very much

Brain. However, Wu Shisan has become a saint. He has been practicing in the Three Realms for a long time and has been scheming.

Originally, Wu Shisan Tao Houtu was reborn. Although he did not become a saint without the saints of Hongmeng purple qi, he probably would not be too different from the saints. The witch clan has added another help.

Wu Shisan thought about it again. Houtu and Li Song had great friendship. It was the critical moment when he fought with Xuanmu Island. Li Song made Houtu live at this time. He would definitely not have any good intentions. What's more, he destroyed the prison of reincarnation transformed by Houtu and insisted on leading the Wu clan to conquer the sky. I am afraid that Houtu would not agree.

Wu Shisan thought this way. Looking at the devout warriors of the witch clan, he felt a sense of unreasonable anger in his heart and shouted: "What's the use of kneeling down here? Why don't you go to the prison of reincarnation to welcome the Houtu ancestor witch to the world?"

Xihe Niuzhou.

After moving to Xiniuzhou, the demon clan naturally built a palace. However, now the demon clan has declined and fled in a panic. There is no longer the pompous performance of the demon emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi when they were alive. Therefore, this industry is not only inferior to the magnificent and magnificent palace of the Sun Palace of the Demon Clan, and is also inferior to the magnificence of the Beihai Palace of the Beiju Luzhou.

The young master of the demon clan, 6, was wearing a red robe. He stood facing east with his hands behind his back. His eyebrows were frowned. He was almost twisting together on his thin face. Yao Kunpeng tightened his hands with his hands, and stood behind him with his eyebrows down.

6 Shu sighed: "The demon master. Houtu ancestor was born. The witch clan is expected to prosper. The life of my demon clan will be even more difficult."

After waiting for a long time, Kunpeng didn't answer 6, he turned around and looked at Kunpeng.

Kunpeng was looking up from the east, and was stunned and suddenly heard the 6-tongued speech. It was evening. The night wind had already risen, blowing the horns of Kunpeng's cheeks. You could see the style of the teacher of all demons who was listening to the Tao Hongjun Zixiao Palace.

Since the ancestor of the Styx was killed by Wu Shi, Kunpeng often looked worried.

The Lingshan Mountain in Western Buddhism is shining with the slanting sun. Lingshan Mountain is a blazing red hazy. Lingshan is no longer the grand occasion of the thousands of Buddhist sons chanting scriptures in unison and the golden wheel of merit shines together. Only the golden lotus and Bodhi trees all over the mountains still set off the solemnity of Buddhism.

The Buddha of the Dharma is bright (Guanyin holds a jade bottle in his hand and sits upright on the ninth-grade lotus platform. After a Buddhist scripture explains it, the colorful merits are lingering in the sunshine of the whole body. He is dignified and holy. The Great Buddha sits upright on the third-grade lotus platform with his hands together. He is also solemn in the treasure appearance.

Behind the two, sitting Tan Gongde Buddha (Jin Chanzi Tang Xuan).

Since the Song and Jin Dynasty conferred gods to great disasters, the elites in the church were almost completely lost. The saint Amitabha Buddha was in seclusion and did not leave. The Dharma Tathagata took over the position of ancestors of all Buddhas. The Great Sun Tathagata became the leader of the Hinayana Buddhist sect. Under the leadership of the two, Buddhism was in a corner and rested. After the development of the past few hundred years, although it was far from the grand occasion of the blossoming of Buddhism before the disaster, it slowly recovered a little vitality.

"Namo Amitabha. The world is about to change greatly. Buddhism is finally the favor of heaven. It will be in its prosperous period again." Da Riru looked at him and sang a horn. He looked at the Buddhist children chanting scriptures on Lingshan with relief.

The Way of Heaven: To reduce the excess and make up for the shortcomings. Since Buddhism has sacrificed a great sacrifice for the Song and Jin dynasties, the Taoist ancestor Hongjun will never see his destruction. Just like the saint of Shangqing, Tongtian Sect and Jie Sect, even after the death of the gods, it is now flourishing after the reunion of the Three Pure Ones.

Guanyin nodded and said for a moment: "Namo Amitabha Buddha, Buddhism is now in decline. His strength is not enough to compete with the Confucian and Taoist schools. This time, he goes to Dongdi. It requires great wisdom, courage and perseverance to accomplish things."

After a pause, Tathagata of the Dharma-Ming Ming turned his head and said to Jin Chanzi: "Namo Amitabha Buddha, but only Buddha Tan Gongde can do it."

The Jin Chanzi, who had been silent all the time, heard this, slowly opened his eyes, folded his hands together, and said firmly: "Namo Amitabha. How dare I refuse to obey?!"

Jin Chanzi stood up and sang a Buddha's name in the direction of Mount Sumeru. He put on a golden robe. He wore a golden Zen stick in one hand and a gold hand. He let the sun spread on his body and walked away with the wind.

In the Mahayana Buddhist school, the Zen sect passed down by Master Mo has now been in the East after the great rise of the Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties. Only the Pure Land School, which advocates the internal cause of the Buddhist chanting industry and the external cause of Amitabha’s wishes, is also passed down.

In view of the current situation, Jin Chanzi then learned from some of the views on practice and life from Confucianism and Taoism based on the essence of other Buddhist schools such as the Zen Vinaya School of Mahayana Buddhism, Tiantai School of Huayan School, and the Essay School of the Tantric Buddhism. He reintegrated the Pure Land School and replaced the authentic Zen school. He spread it in the East.

The realm is at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty. It is the time when the dynasty changes, and the people's livelihood is difficult. Both Confucian and Taoist schools are determined to be unremitting. Therefore, the Pure Land Sect's righteous time has spread rapidly. In some places, there is even a grand occasion of "Amitabha and Guanyin in every household".

After the Tang Dynasty Journey to the West Sutra, Jin Chanzi once again developed Buddhism. Therefore, the merits of Taoism and cultivation were fulfilled, and he attained the position of quasi-saints. He became the eighth honorable person in Buddhist history and the third honorable person in today's quasi-saint.

These are all later stories. Let’s not express it for now.

The Thirty-sixth Heavenly Palace Lingxiao Palace.

Zhang Bairen was worried about the hostility of the heavens that ravaged the Three Realms. Zhang Bairen entered the quasi-saint realm shortly after he entered the realm of quasi-saint. Although his cultivation level had not reached the realm, as the master of the Three Realms, he had more innate knowledge of every change in the Three Realms than others.

First, the wizard Thirteen became a saint, and then the Tu's ancestor witch was reborn. Now the secret of heaven is clear.

"The world's trend. If you divide it for a long time, you will be united. If you combine it for a long time, you will be united. If you don't have to worry too much, you will be united." Bai Suzhen comforted her: "The three realms of heaven are in the past few hundred years. All sentient beings are grateful for their great virtues."

"If it were just an ordinary world change, it would be fine. My Heavenly Court would always remain unmoved. But what is about to rise is the witch clan that has been rampant in the prehistoric world for billions of years. According to Gaoming and Gaojue brothers, the great witch Xingtian and Jiufeng have been reincarnated. Waiting to rise up, they will lead the Beijuluzhou witch clan to attack the Dongsheng Shenzhou human race." Zhang Bairen shook his head and said, "Now the ancestor of the ancestor is helping Houtu witch reborn. I am afraid that the storm is coming and the wind is coming. It is just that Xuanmu Island and the witch clan have the last drink to break up."

Zhang Bairen twice conferred the gods on behalf of Tian. His unique vision was the only one in the three realms. He could see through the essence of Houtu’s rebirth at a glance.

Bai Suzhen was speechless. After Li Song made Zhang Bairen and Bai Suzhen the Lord of the Heavenly Court, he completely handed over the affairs of the three realms to the two. He never interfered in the matter. Speaking of which, the change of dynasties in this realm

In court affairs, the Heavenly Court should send people to the earth to clean up the overall situation. The position of Xuanmu Island is naturally to support the human race and fight with the witch race.

Two armies were fighting with gods and immortals. The so-called one force surrendered to ten groups. The calculations of the mortal world are not so important. The outcome is largely determined by the commander's force.

But the witch clan excluded the two great witches, Xing Tian Jiufeng. The Heavenly Court dealt with them. The two great witches, Xing Tian Jiufeng, and Bai Zefeilian of the demon clan, and the four demon generals of Ying Meng. Their reputation has been so great that they have been in the prehistoric world. They are ancient golden immortals. The cultivation level is incomparable to the current golden immortals. If they really fight, I am afraid that Zhang Bairen, the quasi-saint, will not have much advantage in front of the two.

What caused these differences was naturally the Shang and Zhou Dynasty war of the founding of Gods that led to the loss of spiritual energy between the sky. Unfortunately, Zhang Bairen was the quasi-saint of the Shang and Zhou dynasties. Although there were many ancient golden immortals in the Heavenly Court, such as the Golden Spirit Holy Mother Zhao Gongming, who had been on the list of Gods. The combat power was discounted.

After the Taoist Taiqing Taoist, the Antarctic Immortal Weng Li, and the boy under the Ancestral Sect, Nuwa, opened the Heavenly Court. In short, those who can fight the Nine Phoenixes of the Heavenly Court are now considered. In addition to the quasi-saint Zhang Bairen, they are afraid that as long as the saint of Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, who has become a saint in the flesh, will be the Blue Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, and Xuanwu of the Heavenly Palace. But Yang Jian has always been obeyed and not listened to Xuan. At the Yamaguchi, he is happy and ignored the world and fades out of the Heavenly Court early. It is inappropriate for Yang Jian to come forward for such a major event. As for the Four Heavenly Palace, he must guard the four directions and do not move easily.

Zhang Bairen wanted to ask for help from Xuanmu Island. However, all the disciples of Xuanmu Island were in seclusion. Besides, there were already Confucian disciples Zhuge Liang who transformed into Liu Bowen and walked in the realm. This was also in line with the usual style of several major sects. In name, he regarded the Heavenly Court, which was established by Taoist Master Hongjun as the master of the Three Realms. He only sent his disciples to assist the realm, rather than directly sent people to lead the realm.

For a moment, the two of them came up with some good solutions.

Zhang Bairen was depressed during Bai Suzhen and then changed the topic: "Husband, the human race in the world, respects the two empresses of Emperor Tianhoutu. Now that the empress of Houtu is reborn, the human race finally gets what it wants."

Zhang Bairen suddenly felt something before his eyes. He thought to himself that he hadn't expected to ask for help from Nuwa. Now that the witch clan is powerful, Li Song is trapped in the cause and effect of the witch clan that he promised to have been prosperous for three thousand years. Xuanmu Island is tired of dealing with it. The teaching-style micro-Taoism itself is not very much dealt with. The only one who can break the subtle situation in this world is Nuwa.

Nuwa is the great sage of the demon clan. The human clan's mother is in public and private. She will never be happy to see the witch rampant in the three realms.
To be continued...