Why should I give way to the red cloud?

Chapter 78

The hole in the sky was patched up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the golden cloud of merit floated, and the merit fell, 5000% of which fell on Nuwa's head. Repairing the sky is a great merit. According to the calculation of the system, there are about 500 million heavenly dao The merits, [-]% or [-] million, allowed Nuwa to jump from the weakest saint first level to the second saint level, which is the same as the realm of Zhunti Jieyin.

Here we need to systematically explain the value of the merits of heaven, 100 million merits, can make a mortal rise directly to the Da Luo Jinxian, and also allow a Da Luo Jinxian to reach the quasi-sage and cut off a corpse.

500 million merits can make a late quasi-sage reach the peak of quasi-sage.

Tens of millions of merits can make a quasi-sage peak reach the level of a semi-sage, and 3000 million merits can make a semi-sage proving the Dao Hunyuan.

The other [-]% was divided equally between Sanqing and Xixi, and the merits fell on Zhunti, which automatically eliminated the karma on him, and after the elimination, there was not much merit left.

Zhunti had a bitter face, and he was busy working for nothing. He had worked so hard for so long and got nothing.

Hongjun looked at the two in the West with dissatisfaction, and said, "It's all caused by the two of you at this time, within ten yuanhui, you are not allowed to leave the West!"

After the confinement order was issued for the two of them, Patriarch Hongjun returned to Chaos Zixiao Palace.

The two in the west looked at each other, and the baby felt bitter. This was obviously the general trend of heaven. The two of them just pushed forward the process of measuring the calamity. The Taoist ancestor obviously blamed the two on them.

Nuwa stood on the spot, turned her palm, and a multicolored rough stone appeared in her palm, which she had secretly hidden just now. She still remembered the story Hong Yun told him back then.

"I didn't expect my husband's words to come true. My husband is really amazing. I even knew about the matter of mending the sky so long in advance. Can this five-colored rough stone really give birth to Jia Baoyu?"

Nuwa looked carefully at the five-colored rough stone, and soon came to the conclusion that this kind of natural material and earthly treasure that contains the origin of the five elements cannot be bred by a weak mortal like Jia Baoyu!

"In that case, let me see what kind of creatures you can breed!"

Nuwa threw it casually, and the five-colored rough stone flew out, and just landed on a fairy island in the East China Sea, turning into a stubborn stone, slowly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon, waiting for the arrival of his era.

After the calamity is over, the world is clear, the souls of the dead are all sent to the underworld for reincarnation by the power of reincarnation, the evil spirit between the heaven and the earth is also eliminated, and the secrets of heaven become clear again.

The witch clan was the worst at this time. Houtu was the only one left among the twelve ancestor witches. He was still imprisoned in the underworld and could not appear in the wilderness.

The remaining great witches integrated the entire Wu clan, and found that there are only less than 50 billion people left in the Wu clan.

In fact, the current witch clan is much better than the witch clan in the original process of the prehistoric period. After the fall of the twelve ancestor witches, the two armies of the lich and demon continued to fight. In the end, both sides suffered heavy casualties, and both of them withdrew from the stage of prehistoric history.

Hou Yi and other great witches brought the witch clan back to the ancestral land of the Wu clan in Buzhou Mountain. None of the twelve ancestor witches were there, and the Pangu Temple was gone. Dozens of great witch groups sat together, not knowing where to go.

At this moment, the ghost gate suddenly appeared.

The gloomy ghost gate suddenly appeared, which attracted the attention of the big witches present.

After the gate of ghosts was opened, a ghost general came out on a dead horse. This ghost general was a post-witch tribe who was selected from the witch clan to guard the evil ghost way when the underworld was first built.

"See you, my lords!" The ghost general knelt down on one knee.

"Hou Yan!" The big witch Hou Yi recognized his identity.

"My lords, Master Houtu asked me to tell you that she has already prepared a living place for the Wu Clan in the Underworld, and now the prehistoric world can no longer accommodate our Wu Clan. Please, my lords, lead the Wu Clan into the Underworld!" Yan said.

All the great witches looked at each other, and now there is only Houtu alone among the twelve ancestor witches. Since it is Houtu's order, they will naturally obey it.

Everyone nodded, reintegrated the Wu clan, and brought billions of Wu clan into the underworld from the gate of ghosts.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Dozens of great witches walked in the front. The tall witches stepped on the Huangquan Road with dozens of pairs of big feet, shaking the Huangquan Road and frightening the souls who were struggling on the Huangquan Road. Let their souls almost collapse.

Among them are many monster souls who died in the Lich War, and the enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. Those monster souls are staring at the witches, with a monstrous hatred in their eyes.

"What are you looking at! I smashed you into pieces! You bastards of the monster race!" Xingtian, the great witch of Zhu Rong's tribe, inherited Zhu Rong's fiery personality, and a single word of disagreement would shatter people's souls.

"My lord, stop quickly!" Hou Yan saw Xing Tian's actions, "My lord, it is the law of heaven that these monster souls enter reincarnation. If your lord kills these souls, the heaven will blame you. I'm afraid Lord Houtu won't be able to keep you!"

"Hmph!" Xing Tian withdrew his giant axe.

The souls on the road gave way one after another. Due to their tall stature, Huangquan Road, which could have allowed hundreds of people to pass side by side, could only pass one Wu tribe. Billions of Wu tribe people lined up in a long queue. When we arrived at the Hall of Yama, there were still many Wu people who had not entered the gate of ghosts.

After the Yan Luo Palace, there is an empty land. The Nether Blood Sea is really too big, the entire underworld covers the entire Nether Blood Sea, but there are very few buildings, and most of them are empty places.

When all the Wu people gathered together, Houtu appeared.

Looking at these remnant soldiers and defeated generals, Hou Tu's eyes became moist, the big brothers were gone, the true spirit disappeared, and since then dissipated between heaven and earth, and the current Wu Clan, although they are not disabled, but their hearts are disabled, each of them is like being beaten. The creamy eggplant was mediocre.

The Wu people withered, but Houtu couldn't. She suddenly smiled contemptuously and said, "What's the matter? They're all withered? Are you scared? If the ancestor witch is dead, you're not from the Wu tribe anymore? You were so fearless back then. What about your heart? Look at the listless looks of you guys, and you still say you are the descendants of God the Father. Are you worthy?
Xing Tian!You were very majestic on Huangquan Road just now!Why are you keeping your head down now? "

"Who said we are afraid? As a witch clan, I am not afraid even if I die in battle, but now that the prehistoric world has no place for us, can our billions of witch clan continue?" Xing Tian He raised his head, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, but there was worry hidden in the fighting spirit.

"Yes. Master Houtu, can our Wu Clan continue?" asked Feng Bo, the big Wu of the Wind Tribe.

"Why can't it continue? Is this hell hot? Can't you stay?" Houtu asked rhetorically.

"This hell is empty, and there are a lot of yin, evil, and turbid qi. It is suitable for our witch clan to practice, but there are no monsters and beasts here, so it is really uncomfortable!" Chi You, the great witch of the weather ancestor Wushe Bishi tribe, said, Chi You love Eating monsters, every meal is full of meat.

"Chi You, will you die if you don't eat meat? The turbidity of this underworld is not enough for you to cultivate? And you, Xiang Liu, wipe your saliva, it will almost flow into your crotch!"

Hou Tu felt happy, seeing that the attention of the great witches had been diverted at this time, and he had also come out of the low tide of falling ancestors, the sadness in Hou Tu's heart was also diluted a lot.

　At the request of some book friends, the protagonist's appearance will be changed in the next chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)