[I hope readers will remember our domain name Taiwan Novel Network →𝐭𝐰𝐤𝐚𝐧.𝐜𝐨𝐦] Nuwa has few sisters in the prehistoric world. Xuanming and Houtu of the witch clan are two of them. Unfortunately, Houtu's body has turned into the netherworld, and is tied to the six reincarnations. She can't easily leave the netherworld. And as a saint, it's not easy for her to set foot in that extremely dark and filthy place. She is a little lonely in this snail palace on weekdays. It would be better if she had someone to accompany her to relieve her boredom. "I'm afraid that the queen will dislike my vulgarity." Xuanming said self-deprecatingly.
Nuwa smiled, "Why do you say that, sister? You and I often visited each other in the prehistoric world." Nuwa and Fuxi's dojo is on Mount Buzhou. And the ancestor witch also practiced in the ancestor witch temple on Mount Buzhou. The two families did have a lot of exchanges. Seeing that Nuwa was still the same as before, Xuanming was very happy. But he didn't show it. After the boy served the tea, both of them drank a sip, and Nuwa smiled and said: "Why did you give that little boy an innate spiritual treasure? It's too precious." "I'll ask him to take it back to you later. Don't spoil him." The little boy was transformed by a wisp of fire spirit that Nuwa enlightened. She used the clouds to refine a piece of Hun Tian Ling for him, and used the sky fire to forge a pair of wind and fire wheels. Nuwa loved him very much. But Xuanming gave him an innate spiritual treasure. The goddess didn't want this little boy to have such a big cause and effect. "Look at what my sister said, the boy is really cute." "That bead is of no use to me. Our bodies are only stronger than innate spiritual treasures, so just play with him." Xuanming was very generous. The ancestor witches occupied most of the land, so there were naturally countless treasures. Moreover, the Wu Clan rarely has the habit of using treasures, most of them are just used as weapons.
Those that cannot be used as weapons are thrown into the warehouse. They prefer to collect spiritual materials from heaven and earth and make their own weapons. Each weapon requires materials as big as a dozen or twenty mountains to be made. But this innate spiritual treasure cannot be exchanged for spiritual materials. Therefore, this thing has become a less popular thing among the Wu Clan. "Sister is too polite, then I will thank you on behalf of Tong'er." "Why do you say that, Madam?" Both sides exchanged a polite sentence. Xuanming then put down the teacup and explained his purpose. He talked about the gradual mixing of the luck of the human race and the Wu Clan. Nuwa Niangniang thought to herself that these sisters used to respect me more. This uncontrollable thing, and she came to tell me specifically. It's not like the eldest brother, who didn't say anything and did it directly. For a while, Nuwa Niangniang resented the Taiqing Saint more and remained silent. "The Queen is blaming me." "I will go back and tell my brothers to take back all those witches, which will never affect the fortune of the human race." Xuan Ming felt uneasy and stood up to salute to show his sincerity. "Why do you say that, sister?" "The six reincarnations are set by heaven, and reincarnations will awaken naturally, and they cannot control it." "This is the will of heaven. It wants the many tribes in the prehistoric world to merge with each other. How can we go against the will of heaven?" Nu Wa is very open-minded about this. After the six reincarnations, you may be a human in your previous life, and you may become a witch in your next life. The spirit of the witch returns to the earth, and its essence is absorbed by the six reincarnations, and it is reincarnated into the demon race again. What do you say? There is no longer a gap between races. I guess this is what the Heavenly Dao wants to express. Otherwise, why did you help Hou Tu Niangniang in the first place? "You are indeed a saint. Why didn't I think of this?" Xuan Ming's eyes lit up and he complimented.
This was not a simple compliment, but she was truly surprised by the practice of Nuwa. No wonder she is a saint. "Sister, you are joking. I wonder how the netherworld is now?" "Everything in the netherworld is running normally. When maintaining the law of time, sister Hou Tu will have some difficulty and need a huge amount of vitality." Xuanming said the difficulty. Even Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin cannot permanently fix the laws of space and time. "I see, it's hard work, sister Hou Tu." "But as long as she accumulates merits, she will become a saint one day. This is also a shortcut." Nuwa has walked the path of a saint, so she naturally knows Hou Tu's current state. Although there is no primordial purple qi, as long as merits are continuously accumulated, the heaven will eventually open the door to convenience. "Really? That's great." Xuanming's eyes lit up. If the Wu clan can also produce a saint, then the foothold in the prehistoric world will be completely established. If we make friends with these saints and own the netherworld, the witch clan will be able to prosper forever. "Of course, would I lie to my sister?" Nuwa smiled. "Of course!" Xuanming smiled even more. The two families talked to each other. In the prehistoric world, the Wildfire witch had already returned to his tribe. After arranging the injured people, the Wildfire witch took the initiative to go to the Zhurong Palace where Zhurong lived. In just half a day, he had arrived in front of the Zhurong Palace. The palace looked like a towering mountain, with a surging flame breath flowing out of it. Many witches practiced here. Those who go inside are all great witches, or close to great witches. They practice by absorbing the flame aura emanating from Zhu Rong. Some can even feel the flame law flowing from Zhu Rong. Zhu Rong's strength is indeed not inferior to Di Jiang.
In terms of law practice, it can be said that they are equally matched. They can influence the power of the strong men in their own tribe. "Wildfire, you are here." A familiar great witch looked over and greeted him. Wildfire Great Witch forced a smile and nodded. "Why are you so sad? What happened?" "It's hard to say." Wildfire told what happened just now one by one. The great witch widened his eyes and scolded: "Who dares to do such a thing? Isn't he afraid of death? Have you found out who it is?" "I don't know, it should be done by a quasi-saint. If it weren't for Emperor Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi, I'm afraid..." Wildfire Great Witch shook his head. "In my opinion, maybe it was the Water Tribe who deliberately wanted to kill the warriors of our Fire Tribe!" The eyes of the Great Wizard who spoke earlier turned cold. "Don't talk nonsense. We are all descendants of the Father God. How could we do such a thing?" The Wildfire Wizard shook his head. "It's hard to say. The Water Tribe has been dissatisfied with the strength of our Fire Tribe for many years." "They are not as powerful as Zhurong, the ancestor wizard." "We can improve the law just by getting close to here. Gonggong, the ancestor wizard, can't do it." The previous Great Wizard looked proud. "Yes." "Our Fire Tribe is stronger than those Water Tribes." "That's right!" Several more Great Wizards participated in the exchange. As long as they deal with the affairs of the tribe, they can come here to practice and absorb the power of the law. After saturation, they will go back to slowly digest it, or find someone to fight. Repeatedly, the strength improves rapidly. And the faster the strength improves, the less Taoism, the more pride will naturally arise.
This is also the main reason why the Fire Tribe has more and more disputes with other tribes. The rapidly increasing power will run wild without a suitable state of mind.