Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!.

"I understand. Thank you, Emperor Tian. I will discuss this with Sister Xuanming."

Hou Tu put away her sadness and regained the dignity and bearing of a great emperor.

"Give me an answer as soon as possible."

Di Jun didn't say much. He just gave some instructions and got up to leave.

There was a hint of helplessness in Hou Tu's eyes.

She bowed to the empty throne and flew to the underworld.

When he was halfway through the flight, a ray of divine light shot out from his hand and fell towards Mount Buzhou.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, outside the ancestral land of the human race, many people live here.

Unlike the vibrant atmosphere before, the human race is now somewhat decadent.

A month ago, a strange disease broke out among the human race.

Once you are infected with the disease, you will die within a few days.

The onset of this disease was so strange that even the immortals in the ancestral land could not find the cause.

This situation has occurred everywhere.

In a short period of time, tens of thousands of people have died.

In the ancestral land, in a house built of logs.

The leader of the human race, Suiren, was looking at the many high-ranking human leaders below.

Those who can come here are at least immortals.

"Everyone, now there is a sudden outbreak of disease, and tens of thousands of our human race have been killed or injured."

"What methods do you have?"

When Suiren said this, everyone looked embarrassed.

Their divine power is far inferior to that of Suiren.

Even the Taiyi Golden Immortal Suiren couldn't see any clues, let alone them.

"Chief, even your cultivation cannot save us. I am afraid that this will be a disaster for our human race."

"Why not ask God for help?"

A celestial being looked over and made a suggestion.

"Well, I can only pray to the Emperor of Heaven, the Virgin Mary, and the leader, and ask them to give me an answer."

Suiren also looked helpless.

He had seen the bodies.

The cause of death was the same.

His face was blue and his body was shriveled, as if all the blood had been sucked out of him.

But there were no wounds on his body.

There aren't any monsters around here.

The human race is protected by the Law of Fire.

But now, even if everything we eat, drink and use is burned with flames, it still cannot change the result that humans continue to suffer casualties.

"Yes!"

Many high-ranking human leaders responded and went to prepare the altar and offerings for the sacrifice.

at dusk.

A simple altar was erected outside the ancestral temple.

After Suiren, almost all human beings who became immortals were here.

There are about tens of thousands of people.

There are two holy statues placed in front of you on the altar.

One is the statue of Nuwa with a human head and a snake body.

One is the Supreme Saint, the leader of the human religion.

There is also a ball of fire law in front of the statue.

The Emperor of Heaven once appeared to bestow blessings, and he created us in the form of fire.

In the eyes of human beings, fire is the incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven!

Suiren, wearing a scarlet robe, bowed and said:

"Today, there is a human race named Suiren, who leads many high-ranking members of the human race to pay homage to the Emperor of Heaven, the Holy Mother, and the leader of the human religion."

"A disease has broken out among my people, and ten thousand people have died."

"Sui Ren is ignorant and does not know how to prevent and cure it. I ask the Heavenly Emperor, the Holy Mother, and the Supreme Patriarch to have mercy on us and tell us the reason."

After Suiren bowed down, other human beings also came forward one by one to pay their respects.

Recite the names of the Emperor of Heaven and saints.

But the two statues did not respond.

The holy fire did not fluctuate at all.

Suiren had no choice but to arrange to continue the worship until the saint responded.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, in front of the Xuanming Palace, a ball of yellow light was suspended on a black light curtain.

After a while, the light curtain dissipated, and a beautiful woman walked out slowly from it.

It was the Xuanming Ancestral Witch.

When Xuanming Zuwu saw the yellow light, his eyes lit up.

"Sister Hou Tu came to see me again."

She sensed it slightly and got the news. She immediately stepped forward and headed for the netherworld. In the Samsara Palace, Hou Tu was waiting for Xuan Ming.

I was thinking in my heart how to persuade Xuan Ming to give up his identity as a member of the Wu clan.

Giving up is only temporary.

As long as the two of them become saints, won’t they be able to take care of the witch clan?

Outside the palace, a bull-headed commander asked for a meeting.

"come in!"

Hou Tu's voice was heard.

The Bull-Headed Commander slowly walked into the Samsara Palace.

The Niutou Commander paid homage with great ceremony, "Little God Li Geng, I pay my respects to the Goddess."

"What do you want to see me for?" Hou Tu said with dignity in her eyes.

"My Lady, I just looked through the Book of Life and Death. There are over ten thousand human souls near the ancestral land at the foot of Mount Buzhou who have never returned to the underworld."

"This is just a small matter, I shouldn't bother you, Madam."

"However, I have calculated the secrets of heaven and found that the souls of these people are missing, so I have the courage to ask to see the queen."

Li Geng explained the matter.

In the netherworld, every Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Commander holds a copy of the Book of Life and Death.

That is the projection of the Book of Life and Death.

The ghosts of the areas they govern are noted on them.

It can be clearly seen from above whether the souls of living beings have come to the underworld.

Now that tens of thousands of people are missing, it is definitely not a trivial matter.

Not to mention that he could escape the detection of the Bull-Headed Leader.

Those who can be commanders have the cultivation level of Golden Immortals.

It's easy enough to find some ghosts.

There is only one reason why they cannot be found: someone has covered them up.

Hou Tu frowned and had an idea.

She saw the law of death circulating before her eyes, and a book of life and death floating above her head.

The pages of the Book of Life and Death kept turning, and messages flew out of it, helping Hou Tu find the traces of those people's souls.

Suddenly, Hou Tu felt frightened, as if she had encountered some terrifying existence.

A somewhat terrifying aura was detected by her through the law of death.

But she couldn't sense where those spirits were.

This surprised Hou Tu even more.

You should know that her cultivation is comparable to that of a saint in the underworld.

She couldn't sense anything, could it be that a saint was behind this?
That terrifying aura...

"Oh no, could it be Luo Hou?"

Hou Tu thought of an old acquaintance.

It was Luohu who almost prevented her from returning.

In the ancient world, only he has such ability and such thoughts.

Just as Hou Tu was about to go over to check it out, a voice came from outside.

"Emperor Hou Tu!"

Xuanming is also the official name.

The Bull-Headed Commander looked back and bowed, "I'll take my leave first!"

"Go ahead!"

Hou Tu waved her hand.

Xuanming walked in from outside the Samsara Palace.

"What does the Emperor want me to do?"

Xuanming bowed and greeted Houtu as usual.

"Xuanming Zuwu, I have an important matter to discuss with you."

Hou Tu said seriously.

"What's the matter?"

Xuan Ming was a little puzzled.

"Under Mount Buzhou, Luohou might be under Mount Buzhou!"

Hou Tu told the news she had just discovered.

"what?"

Xuanming's eyes changed.

Mount Buzhou is the sacred mountain of the Wu clan. How come Luohou is here?

"I just found out that there is a terrifying aura under Mount Buzhou."

"Moreover, the Bull Head Commander reported that the souls of more than 10,000 people are missing at the foot of Mount Buzhou."

"I suspect it was Luo Hou who did it."

Hou Tu told all the news she had just received.

I am sure that Luohou must be plotting something. (End of this chapter)