The chaos is hazy, with all kinds of turbulence everywhere. Chaos itself is a highly corrosive spiritual energy, and even spiritual power and soul can be corroded. With Caibangzi's cultivation level, he still cannot walk freely. To resist the erosion of chaos and hidden dangers, either the Daluo Golden Immortal is a cultivation level, or the Taiyi Golden Immortal is protected by the spiritual treasure. Otherwise, there would not be only three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace back then. Even so, when Daluo Taiyi's realm, he would still encounter unknown dangers when walking in Chaos, so he usually just turned around the periphery and went back.

However, for the saint, if you are careful, it is not threatening at all. So Zhuang Xiong took back Cai Bangzi and entered chaos with Fuxi alone.

Nuwa came to Chaos first. At this time, she had already chosen a place and was sitting upright to regulate her breathing. When they saw the two of them coming, she said, "You should also adjust your breathing. I have to prepare well and wait for Senior Brother Sanqing to arrive. Then we will watch it together."

Seeing Nuwa finishing her words, she immediately closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing. Zhuang Xiong Fuxi couldn't help but look at each other again, shook her head and didn't say anything.

Fuxi was obedient and sat down to regulate his breathing. Zhuang Xiong was a little bored. Thinking about his experiences over the years, he felt funny and thought to himself: "This change is amazing. I just saw Houtu in the underworld and had finished reincarnation. In a blink of an eye, I ran to the chaos to watch Nuwa open up a small world. The gap is really big. But by the way, I wonder if the ancestral witches caused a big trouble when they arrived in the underworld?"

Zhuang Xiong didn't want to go into the issue of Nuwa's blessings anymore, so he couldn't help but think of the underworld. He always felt that somewhere was ignored by him, which was a very important thing. Maybe when the ancestor witches came to the underworld, he left early. He would have known that he would stay in the underworld and watch it.

Seeing that Zhuang Xiong had not adjusted his breath, he was not bored and looked around for fun. He couldn't help but say, "When did you know how to think?"

Zhuang Xiong glanced at Fuxi and said, "Don't bother me for now, I'm thinking about the serious business."

Fuxi was even more surprised and asked, "You, Han Xiong, have always been worry-free, what else do you want to do? Just be honest at home, polish your soul, and wait for saints. If you have nothing to do, come out to have fun. What else can you think about? With Han Xiong, your cultivation and identity, this prehistoric world is not the way you want to play?"

Zhuang Xiong glared at Fuxi, ignored him, and continued to think about his own thoughts. Fuxi saw that Zhuang Xiong did not talk to him, and knew that there was something wrong, so he couldn't help but feel bored, so he had to continue to adjust his breathing.

Zhuang Xiong finally had a little clue at this time. After Houtu became reincarnation, due to merit, he transformed his soul into the true spirit and condensed into the body of the soul. But what if there were not so many merits? Will Houtu disappear or will it survive in another way?

Zhuang Xiong found the entry point and his mind suddenly became alive. The Twelve Ancestor Witches were originally transformed by Pangu's twelve drops of essence and blood, and were born to control the twelve laws. So, what if they die? Will they be attracted by Pangu's essence and blood and return to heaven and earth and disappear from then on? Or will they continue to survive in another state?

Originally, Zhuang Xiong also thought that if the witch clan did not cultivate the soul, the soul would dissolve in the body and would float away after death, but the situation in Houtu was different. Houtu had already died and turned into a cycle of reincarnation. Originally, the soul should have merged into the underworld, or dissipated with the world as the body disintegrated, but the soul was clearly found by merit from the void. Since it could be found in the void, it could not be said to be true death.

Zhuang Xiong guessed that it was not just Houtu. Others of the Witch Clan may not have so many merits, but the principle should be the same. After the Witch Clan died, it should be integrated with the law and enlightenment in another way. It is not that the Witch Clan cannot realize the truth, but the body given by Pangu is too strong and needs to abandon the body to realize the truth. The heavy and turbid air under the ground also exists in the body. Only when the body dies and the body returns to heaven and earth can we truly liberate the soul and not be shackled.

It seems that if it is dissolved in the law like this, it will never be able to escape forever. However, what after countless kalpas? Heaven and earth return to chaos, law manifests, and directly condenses the body, then it is another meaning of enlightenment. Therefore, the witch clan is not a dead end. Instead, it is put to death and then reborn, waiting for the return after countless years. Only the demon clan gradually weakens because of Di Jun's ambition.

The more Zhuang Xiong thought about it, the more he felt that this should be the case at this time. What Pangu left for the Three Pure Ones was merit and martial arts, and what was left for the Witch Clan should not be just the essence, blood and flesh. Perhaps, the laws contained in the essence, blood and flesh are the real gifts of Pangu. The strength of the body is just to block the laws and make the laws and souls more closely combined. In this way, the witch Clan can only lead the soul to the law after death, integrate into the laws of heaven and earth to realize the truth, but can also protect the soul from immortality.

It makes sense to think of this. Pangu’s great love cannot only leave benefits to the Three Pure Ones, but let the witch clan die on its own. However, there are only a limited number of people who can achieve enlightenment in this world. Therefore, Pangu arranged for the Three Pure Ones to become saints first, and the twelve ancestor witches to attain enlightenment had to wait until after countless kalpas. However, in the ocean of laws, they almost realized the truth in the same way as sudden enlightenment every day. When the witch clan returns in countless kalpas, what a huge force is that?

Zhuang Xiong instantly doubted his judgment again. If he really calculated this way, the twelve ancestor witches would have almost all the cultivation levels of saints by then. Even many great witches would probably be able to understand the same level. When the witch tribe returns, would it be a saint legion or a quasi-saint legion? It would be just a legion of the Daluo Golden Immortal level, and it would be enough to sweep the vast land. Is this really possible? Will the Heavenly Dao allow it?

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but hesitate, unless......? Zhuang Xiong quickly shook his head, put aside the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and sighed: "Let's go back to the witch clan and ask what's going on with these guys. I guess Di Jiang should know. If it doesn't work, he can only go to Teacher Hongjun. The teacher has endless magic power and should know everything."

Zhuang Xiong sighed and shook his head. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that there were already several people around him, including Sanqing and Fuxi Zhenyuanzi. There were also a group of powerful people such as Jie Yin, Zhunti, Di Jun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, etc. The Sanqing Fuxi and Zhenyuanzi were surrounding Zhuang Xiong and staring at him curiously, as if they had discovered something incredible.

Fuxi suddenly spoke, "My fellow Taoists, am I right? This silly bear is actually thinking about the problem seriously."

Tongtian seemed to sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect that there was something that this silly bear didn't know. Judging from his obsession with thinking, you can tell that this matter is quite big. But what exactly is it? You want to ask the witch clan? And the teacher?"

Laozi and others couldn't help but look at Zhuang Xiong curiously to see what he would say.

Zhuang Xiong frowned and pondered for a moment, saying, "This matter is not sure, it's just my guess for the time being, but if it's true, then it really cannot be said. Unless you get the teacher's permission, this matter must not be spread. It's really shocking."

A glimmer flashed in my eyes, but Yuan was a little bit skeptical. The eyes of Fuxi and Tongtian directly expressed their disbelief. Fuxi said disdainfully: "Don't joke. With your silly bear cultivation, you can be so close to us without responding. You must be lying to us in a state of mind. It would be fine if we accompany you to play, don't scare people and play hard."

Tongtian also smiled and said, "That's right, I guess you are thinking about the matter of Junior Sister Nuwa, and we are too lazy to ask. We can see it ourselves anyway. So what if you don't say it? Do you really think we are scared?"

Zhuang Xiong looked embarrassed as if he had been discovered, and quickly changed the subject and said, "Ah, it's been a long time since he said it, and he's almost there. Why haven't Sister Nuwa done it yet?"

Fuxi Tongtian couldn't help but "cut" at the same time, and Yuanshi and Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but show such expressions. Only I was, but my eyes were flashing and staring at Zhuang Xiong, as if they were looking for some flaws, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhuang Xiong didn't look at the expressions of several people at this time, and shook his head and looked for Nuwa. Tongtian said disdainfully: "You don't have to show off anymore. I have never seen anyone who changes the topic as clumsy as you. You might as well ask how the weather is."

Zhuang Xiong said angrily: "Who has changed the topic? I am looking for my sister Nuwa, I am concerned about it. Are you envious, jealous or what?"

Yuan Shi frowned and said, "Junior Daowu, please be careful. Although you and I are both saints of heaven and should be equal, first of all, Nuwa is indeed saints before us. At this time, she is the saint, but we are still quasi-saints. We still have the respect they should have. Secondly, we also said that day that the issue of the identity of Nuwa's sister, I think you should be a bit polite."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "By the way, the teacher said it was difficult for me to become a saint, and you can definitely all attain enlightenment earlier than me. Do you want to tell me that one day you become a saint, and I have to give you a great gift if I want to go to your Kunlun Mountain? If I had known this before, I wouldn't have gone to Kunlun Mountain."

Lao Tzu smiled and said, "It is naturally different at this time. With your friendship, if you regard Kunlun Mountain as your home, what can we say? But it is different at this moment. We have thought about the identity of Nuwa's junior sister, which may be related to reincarnation. At this time, she is completely different from before, so it is always right to maintain a little respect."

Fuxi couldn't help but frowned and interrupted, "What are you talking about? Why do you say my sister in front of me so unscrupulously? Do you take me seriously?"

Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "You are nothing but a little guess. However, with Teacher Hongjun here, I don't know if there is anything wrong with you. I'll write down what you said. It's better for us to skip this topic." After Zhuang Xiong said that, he turned around and smiled at me, "What I just said is Kunlun Mountain. After you all become saints, is there your territory?"
Chapter completed!