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Chapter 183 The soul returns to the sea of ??blood

In the prehistoric world, two or three hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, Taoist Qinglian has been reciting and retreating in Qingqiu Mountain, while Chen Hua also stayed in Qingqiu Mountain. However, he seemed much more leisurely. He either tasted tea with Hu Ling'er or guided Chang'e and the children of the Qingqiu lineage to practice.

On this day, in the Qingqiu Mountain, in a pavilion on the shady mountainside, Chen Hua, Qingqiu ancestor and Hu Linger were having tea and chatting, and the atmosphere was in a warm atmosphere.

Hu Ling'er, wearing a white dreamy fairy dress, gracefully sipped the tea, and her whole body exuded a mysterious and special aura. Obviously, under Chen Hua's personal guidance over the years, although Hu Ling'er's magic power has not increased much, her understanding of the Dao has made considerable progress.

Decades ago, the Qingqiu Ancestor left the seclusion, but his cultivation level had improved a lot. He had reached the peak strength of the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal, and he could reach the late stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal. However, compared with his granddaughter, the Qingqiu Ancestor was a little ashamed and helpless.

"Brother Hua, why did you let Chang'e leave? You don't know how messy it is in the prehistoric world now!" Hu Ling'er, who seemed to think of something, couldn't help but look at Chen Hua with a frown slightly.

Chen Hua, who savored the tea lightly, just smiled faintly, "Although the child looks weak, he is very stubborn and stubborn. If she wants to leave, if I stop her, even if she can keep her people, her heart has already flown outside. With his strength as a first-time Taiyi Sanxian, he is also very strong in the prehistoric world. Although she has a good talent, she has less experience. Go out for a walk and have a good experience, and experience is good!"

"Besides, Chang'e will inevitably go to the human race after leaving, and it is not far from here. There are also several Taiyi Sanxian cultivators among the human race, so there is no need to worry about any danger!" Chen Hua continued confidently and casually.

When the ancestor Qingqiu heard this, he couldn't help but nodded and sighed and said, "What the Heavenly Lord said is! This human race has indeed obtained the fortune of heaven and earth! In just two or three hundred years, he has basically recovered his vitality. Even the Taiyi Sanxian master was born. It is really not to be underestimated!"

"What? If Brother Hua hadn't given these little guys a small meal, it would be great that one or two Taiyi Sanxian masters could have been born among them. The others would probably have been trapped at the peak of Xuanxian!" Hu Ling'er smiled a little playfully.

Seeing this, Chen Hua couldn't help but smile. Although Lingling was much more mature and steady, her playful and cute true temperament was still unconcealed in front of her.

When the ancestor Qingqiu shook his head and laughed when he heard this, he had no choice but to his granddaughter.

However, the human race is indeed developing well today! The terrible reproduction ability has caused the human race to develop from tens of thousands of people to billions in two or three hundred years. Many monks of the human race have been born, among which there are many talented people.

This is just the human race of the Qingqiu Mountain lineage. The human race gathered around Wanshou Mountain has developed into a population base of 10 to 20 billion under the conscious guidance and guidance of Zhen Yuanzi. There are dozens of Taiyi Sanxian, and even three of the Jinxian were born. In comparison, it is much stronger than the Qingqiu Mountain lineage.

However, Zhen Yuanzi would not have thought that because of his teachings to the human race, after the human race became the master of the prehistoric world, he gradually became respected by the human race and was known as the ancestor of the earth immortals!

During the chat, time always passes quickly. For Chen Hua and the other two, it is normal for them to have tea and chat for ten or half a month.

"Hmm?" This time, less than half a day of tea tasting, Chen Hua, whose expression was slightly moved, suddenly a gleam flashed in his eyes and said, "Old ancestor, Lingling, I have something to do and I will come out soon!"

"Is there something wrong? Could it be..." Hu Ling'er frowned slightly when she heard this, and then turned to her beautiful eyes and thought for a while, and couldn't help but look at Chen Huadao with a slightly moving expression.

Facing Hu Ling'er's curious gaze, Chen Hua just smiled faintly, and then he gently put down the teacup and disappeared. The next moment, Chen Hua appeared in the sky of Qingqiu Mountain, leaving Qingqiu Mountain with faint ripples in space.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor Qingqiu couldn't help but look shining with his eyes: "Although I haven't seen the Heavenly Lord practice in recent years, I can vaguely feel that the aura on his body is slowly changing, and I always feel that I can't see through my heart. This magical power that was used casually in a silent breath seemed to be like Feng Pass, like escape technique, and it seems not. It's really mysterious!"

"Grandpa, although Brother Hua has not practiced, his three corpse incarnations are always practicing. Moreover, for Brother Hua, what he sees, what he says and hears are all mysterious!" Hu Ling'er smiled and said, "The magical powers used by Brother Hua are the magical powers of space, which are extremely mysterious! Even Brother Hua himself said that he has just experienced the superficiality. Grandpa is practicing the mystery of Feng Yidao, which is in line with this space. You can try to understand it. If you have some understanding, it is amazing!"

When the ancestor Qingqiu heard this, he looked slightly moved, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Even the Heavenly Lord has only understood the surface, I dare not think about it even more! Grandpa doesn't ask for anything else, as long as he can keep my Qingqiu lineage calm."

"Grandpa is free and easy, but there is no real purity in this prehistoric world!" Hu Ling'er smiled when she heard this, and then sighed a little.

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Speaking of the Houtu, the twelve ancestor witches of the Witch Clan, since the opportunity to refine the soul and Chen Hua guided the soul to practice it, the soul became stronger and stronger, but he also vaguely felt some fate methods between heaven and earth, and knew that there was a great fate method to complete by himself. This was exactly what Chen Hua said, and made Houtu feel that the fate method was very important to the Witch Clan, which made Houtu leave the Witch Clan and travel and pursue it.

In the northwest of the prehistoric land, in a barren mountain, the back soil standing quietly on a mountaintop, overlooking the dark red blood stains in the valley below and the corpses of wild beasts that had been bitten and eaten, and couldn't help but shake the head slightly and a trace of sadness flashed through its head.

Over the past few hundred years, Houtu, who had been traveling along the way, saw too many fighting in the prehistoric world, and felt the increasing blood, death and resentment in the prehistoric world. Houtu, who was deeply moved, also vaguely felt the fate in the dark slowly approaching himself.

The sun slowly sets westward, and soon it was night, and Houtu stood like this for most of the day.

"Huh?" Hou Tu, who seemed to feel something, couldn't help but move into the valley. In the dark valley, a dark and illusory figure hidden in the cave was floating next to the corpse of the beast in the valley. In an instant, a trace of blood and residual soul aura was absorbed by the dark shadow.

The dark phantom that absorbed the aura and condensed a little, then slowly headed towards the northwest, as if he was being pulled.

Feeling the faint fluctu of bloody smell, Houtu, who was frowning slightly, followed.

The direction that Houtu chased was a dangerous place, which was the netherworld blood sea transformed by the blood filth of Pangu’s navel, and it was also the nest of the ancestor of the Styx.

It is said that there are many fighting and fighting in the prehistoric world. The gathering of death and resentment also makes many living beings turn into souls after death. This soul likes yin, but the yin energy of the Taiyin star, which has the heaviest yin energy in the prehistoric world, is not something these souls can bear. On the contrary, the sea of ​​blood that gathers the filthy evil spirit is the ideal place for these souls to return.

This situation has long been known to the Ancestor of the Styx, who has recovered from the Netherworld Blood Sea and has reached the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal. At first, the Ancestor of the Styx didn't care. However, later, Nuwa created a human to become a saint, which made the Ancestor of the Styx feel moved. With the help of the soul in the Blood Sea, the Asura clan was created, and thus he has achieved merit and improved his cultivation, and he has cut off two corpses in succession, becoming a master in the prehistoric world.

After Houtu chased the soul and came to the Netherworld Blood Sea, he found that it was full of death, resentment and murderous aura. What surprised Houtu even more was the cruel scene of many souls fighting each other.

This soul is strong and weak, and only the soul full of murderous aura, death and resentment can be transformed into the Asura clan. Therefore, the ancestor of the Styx deliberately controlled these souls to fight, thinking that his Asura clan would add more population.

Seeing those lonely ghosts like this, Houtu felt sad and could not help but shed two tears in his eyes. The tears of extremely kindness and compassion fell into the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, and suddenly a green light rippled. In an instant, a large sea of ​​blood was actually purified into clear water.

Houtu is actually transformed by the turbid air of heaven and earth, and is of the same essence as the sea of ​​blood. However, the clear tears that Houtu shed due to his sympathy for the souls in the sea of ​​blood made his soul vaguely have a strange connection with those souls.
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