Honghuang: I, Haotian, will never abdicate

Chapter 12 Paralyzed Saint, Hao Tianxia Hell
From time to time, the Six Saints are also paying attention to Tianting, to be precise, they are paying attention to Haotian.

Seeing that Haotian is so difficult to become a master, he snorted coldly and stopped paying attention.

At the same time, there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Tianting and Haotian's mouth.

"It's much more comfortable. It's really uncomfortable to be missed all day long."

That's right, Haotian has always felt that someone is staring at him since he re-established the Heavenly Court, and it was very scattered.

Haotian didn't have to think about it at all, it was definitely those few!

Haotian didn't dare to say the names of those people, as soon as anyone in the Great Desolate Continent chanted the name of a saint, the saint would immediately sense it!
Haotian was not surprised to be stared at by those people. After all, he had taken out the God-killing Spear before. This thing made the saints feel threatened. Because of the teacher, no one dared to mention this matter again!
Although no one mentioned it first.

But always pay attention to yourself, that's for sure!

Now that a hundred years have passed, since I have been with Yaochi for so long, I should make some plans.

After Haotian simply handed over the affairs of the heavenly court to Yaochi, he went to the lower realm without anyone noticing.

Haotian came directly to the underworld, the place of six paths of reincarnation.

When I first entered the underworld, it was eerie, full of ghosts and ghosts.

At this time, on the Great Desolate Continent, wars and slaughters continued, and various races fought uninterruptedly, and countless people died every moment.

Haotian concealed his aura and followed these delirious little ghosts.

Nether mist filled the air, and the wind howled.

After Haotian walked for a while, the fog dissipated, and the flowers on both sides of the road appeared, some snow white and some blood red.

"This is the Bianhua flower!" Haotian recognized the flower.

Huangquan Road is too miserable and desolate. The flowers bloom here to guide and comfort those little ghosts. Snow white and blood red both represent death.

After passing Huangquan Road and Bianhua, Haotian came to Naihe Bridge.

I saw countless little ghosts lined up and walked forward one by one.

At the bridge of Naihe, there was an old man who mechanically repeated an action endlessly, handing bowls of soup to the little ghosts.

"Whether it's a mortal soul or a god in the sky, forget everything in your life, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, let's go, let's go."

Haotian took a few steps forward and reached the side of the Naihe Bridge, "Po Meng?"

Haotian called out tentatively, but Po Meng didn't seem to hear it, and was still doing mechanical repetitive movements.

Seeing that she ignored him, Haotian began to observe again.

There is a stone by the bridge of Naihe!
The stone is like a mirror, and Haotian's figure clearly appears in the mirror, apart from Haotian's figure at this time, there is nothing else.

Haotian remembered the legend of his previous life.

It is said that beside the Naihe Bridge, there is a three-life stone.

Sansheng stone can reflect the appearance of people in previous lives.The cause of the previous life, the fruit of this life, the cycle of fate, the origin and extinction of fate, are all engraved on the Sansheng Stone.

For thousands of years, it has witnessed the suffering and joy, sorrow and joy, laughter and tears of all living beings.The debt that should be paid, the love that should be repaid, will be written off in front of Sanshengshi.

Haotian thought to himself, "The three-life stone didn't reflect my previous life!"

"Sure enough, no one except Dao Dao knows the existence of 'I'!" Haotian thought.

"I don't know if His Majesty Haotian doesn't sit quietly in the heavenly court and manage the order of the three realms, what's the matter with coming to my mansion?" Just as Haotian was thinking, a pleasant and serious voice suddenly came from behind him.

Haotian hurriedly turned around, saw the person coming, and was taken aback again.

She was wearing a yellow dress with gold silk inlaid jade tied around her waist, a pair of crystal beads and pendant ears, a flowing cloud bun, elegant hairpins, a flawless face, a pair of beautiful eyes, and a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, He was looking at Haotian.

Women are so beautiful, they are even more beautiful than Yao Chi!

But then Haotian was startled, and quickly laughed, "Haotian has met the merciful and compassionate sister Houtu."

Haotian had seen Houtu when he was looking at the gate of Zixiao Palace, so of course he recognized him right now.

At that time, Houtu was also very beautiful, but it was much worse than now. Now Houtu has a sense of nobility and a profound feeling.

What kind of merits and virtues is that after reincarnation?
Boundless merit!

Haotian estimated that Houtu's cultivation at this time would definitely surpass Lao Tzu's, and it would not be much worse than his teacher.

The smile on the corner of Houtu's mouth receded, and then he said lightly, "Houtu has disappeared... only peace of mind..."

After the reincarnation of the later earth, her will becomes the empress of peace in the six realms of reincarnation.

Haotian shook his head, "You will always be my sister Houtu in my heart."

For the sake of all saints in the wild, Houtu evolved the six realms of reincarnation with the body of an ancestor witch. This spirit of selfless self-sacrifice really makes Haotian admire it very much, and it is admiration from the bottom of his heart.

The corner of Houtu's mouth smiled again, "I haven't seen you for hundreds of millions of years, but your little mouth is much sweeter."

Seeing that Houtu was in a good mood, Haotian immediately said, "That's right, who doesn't know that I am in Honghuang, so I have a good relationship with you, sister Houtu."

Houtu has a gentle temperament and treats people gently. He also chatted with Haotian and Yaochi several times when he went to Zixiao Palace.

"Okay, okay, go to the Three Treasure Hall if you have nothing to do, just say what you have in mind, just rely on this sister, I will try my best to help you." Hou Tu continued to ask with a smile on his face.

Haotian immediately denied it, "How could that be? I didn't come here to ask my sister to help me. I have something I want to discuss with my sister."

Even though Houtu has already become a saint and his mana reaches the sky, he still can't think of what Haotian is thinking at this time. Quan thought that Haotian had something to ask for himself, so he continued, "Let's see."

Haotian also nodded, "To be honest, the Heavenly Court has just been established, and there is a shortage of manpower. I want some witches from the prehistoric land to serve in the Heavenly Court. Of course, I will not restrict their freedom. I wonder what my sister thinks?"

After listening to Haotian's words, Houtu couldn't help being taken aback, "Let the Wu Clan serve in the Heavenly Court?"

Although Houtu is in the six realms of reincarnation, he is absolutely aware of the current situation of the Wu clan. Wars continue, clansmen continue to die, and the trend of decline will continue for thousands of years in the future...

According to this trend, I am afraid that it will not be long before the witch clan will no longer be witches. I am also trying my best to find a way to let some of the witch clan come to the underworld to take up some positions, and preserve some of the blood of the witch clan as much as possible...

However, if I am transformed into the six realms of reincarnation, I can't get out of it unless I am immeasurable. Only a small number of clansmen can come here, and it can't protect them well.

But it would be great if some of the clansmen could be allowed to serve in the Heavenly Court, and it would be great if they could retain a trace of the blood of the Wu clan...

How could Houtu have imagined that Haotian's move was to help the Wu Clan, and the two Lich Clans were the protagonists of the upper calamity, and the Wu Clan's entry into the sky would definitely affect the luck of the heaven.

But because of the power of the tribe, there is no other way, Houtu thanked Haotian, "Sister Houtu will thank His Majesty Haotian."

"Sister Houtu can just call me Haotian. In fact, I still have a small matter to trouble my sister." Haotian did not hesitate to sacrifice a bit of luck in heaven, and at this time he finally revealed his true intentions.

(End of this chapter)