One evening, before Bai Jin came to a tribe again, he suddenly paused under his feet, his eyes showing surprise. He saw a familiar figure next to the tribe in front, wearing a yellow long skirt, standing pretty under a big tree.

Bai Jin quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, and said happily: "Gourme to the Empress of Houtu Zuwu."

"Shh~ don't talk, be careful to disturb them."

Bai Jin stood up straight, stood beside Houtu, looking into the tribe in confusion, what was disturbing? Could it be that Houtu’s ancestor witch was hunting?

No! In the future, the strength of the Tuzu Witch, the entire Emperor Huang can only be the double tenth number, and it is even more impossible for him to appear here.

After waiting for a while, Bai Jin asked in a low voice: "Empress, what are you waiting for?"

“It’s coming!”

As the voice of Houtu ancestor witch fell, a dark cloud floated from the sky to cover the moonlight.

Wow~

Wow~

Wow~

...

There were sounds of ghosts and wolves crying and wolves, and the shrill and ethereal sounds came from the mountains and forests, making people shudder.

Black air rushed out of the mountains and forests and rushed towards the human tribe, and dark green eyes lit up in the black air.

"Little unjust soul, so brave!" A loud shout rang out from the tribe.

A sturdy figure wearing animal skin walked out of the tribe step by step, emitting powerful magic fluctuations.

One by one, the big men holding spears jumped out of the tribe, like little giants, rumbling on the edge of the tribe, and rocks splashed in an instant.

"Kill~"

All the great men shouted loudly, and the qi and blood turned into waves of fire, forming a fire wall to protect the tribe. Countless shadows that rushed to the edge of the tribe screamed and turned around and fled. The slowest escaped, and turned into a wisp of black smoke under the impact of the qi and blood.

In the distant mountains and forests, a huge shadow slowly rose, and the shadow stretched out tentacles, just like a swaying giant tree under the night sky.

The man in animal skin in the sky moved instantly, roaring, stirring up a wave of air in the air, killing towards the huge black shadow.

Without the beast-skinned man, countless black shadows surged out from the mountains and forests again, fearing the wave of blood and heat, roaring towards the human tribe. The battle between humans and ghosts began before the tribe, and the shouts of killing were shocked.

In the distant mountains, the big man in the beast-skinned battled with the Ghost King, and the rocks splashed and the trees fell.

In the night sky, a wooden stick suddenly broke through the air and silently passed through the Ghost King's huge body. The Ghost King howled shrillly and turned into pieces, and the wooden stick pierced on the ground with a bang.

The man with beast skin quickly fell down, half kneeled in front of the wooden stick, and shouted gratefully: "Thank you, Lord Wu!" He pulled up the wooden stick and held it in his hands.

As the Ghost King fell, all the ghosts before the tribe turned into black smoke and fled in all directions, escaping into the mountains and forests.

All the great men of the human race were excited to raise the spear in their hands and roared: "Witch~Witch~Witch~Wwu~Wwu~Wwu~Wwu~Wu~Wu~Wu~"

Houtu stood under a tree in the distance and said with a smile: "The human race has great potential. They watched the battles of the witch clan and watched wild beasts fight, and developed a set of fighting methods suitable for the human race. They named it Wu. Like the witch clan, they do not practice the way of heaven or qi, but only cultivate themselves."

Bai Jin looked at the human race and said, "The way of martial arts does not seek immortality, but only seeks survival. It is a fighting technique.

Is the Empress just here to see the human race performing martial arts?"

Hou Tu reached out and grabbed it, and suddenly a black shadow appeared. Hou Tu grabbed it in his hand. He whimpered and struggled hard. It was a ghost.

Houtu sighed and said: "It was a human hunter during his lifetime and fell to protect the tribe. However, after his death, the three souls and seven spirits turned into this thing. At first, it still had spiritual intelligence and was attached to it.

Later, he became more and more fierce and began to attack and kill the tribesmen he said he was protecting during his lifetime, and even his relatives. It had become a brand new race, hating all living creatures and calling them ghosts."

Bai Jin looked at the fierce ghost in Houtu's hand, and a sense of enlightenment arose in his heart. Empress Houtu had already begun to explore the matter of reincarnation. She smiled without caring on the surface and said, "Empress, what's wrong with this little ghost? I think it's very weak!"

"Don't underestimate them, because the world is getting more and more perfect, the newly born creatures become ordinary, and after death they all turn into ghosts. Now the ghost tribe is expanding in the prehistoric world, and even some dark places have completely turned into ghost creatures.

It can be expected that if the ghost clan is allowed to continue to expand, one day the ghost clan will become a powerful race that is spread all over the prehistoric world, and even the most numerous and most ferocious race."

"Empress, was there no ghost clan before?" Bai Jin asked curiously.

"In the past, sentient beings were born sacred and were born with primordial spirits. Even if the fallen primordial spirits could be cultivated into a divine body, how could there be ghosts?

That is, all things in the world return to ordinary things, and after death, the three souls and seven spirits turn into ghost clans."

"Where did these three souls and seven spirits come from?"

"All things are born, and heaven and earth are given spirits."

Bai Jin shook his head and said speechlessly: "This world is too generous. All things are born and spiritual. If all things fall, then the ghost will be taken back. If you can still be spiritualized again, recycled to avoid waste."

Hou Tu's face changed, and a flash of lightning flashed through his mind. He was instantly staying on the spot, and a sentence kept echoing in his mind, retrieving the ghost and recycling it.

Bai Jin fell into deep thought when he saw Houtu, and stood beside him without moving. We didn't say anything and we didn't know anything.

Early in the morning, the sun rises in the east.

Houtu woke up from his meditation and a sense of imperativeness arose in his heart, as if something was about to emerge from his mind, but it lacked the most important information and was not revealed, which was very uncomfortable.

Bai Jin asked, "Empress, are you okay?"

Hou Tu sighed slowly, his eyes showing regret, and said, "The time has not come! Bai Jin, do you have free time?"

Bai Jin nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes! I am running away from home now. What instructions do the Empress have? "

"Run away from home?" Houtu couldn't help but look at Bai Jin in surprise.

Bai Jin nodded and said resentfully: "I just offended my master and then ran away."

Houtu smiled and said with a smile: "You master and apprentice are really meaningful. Let's go! Let's go!"

"Yes!" Bai Jin followed Houtu on the prehistoric land, walking along the way.
Chapter completed!