"Um, saint, I forgot something. My master told me that it was him who reminded you about Butian. You must not let it out. No one can tell it. Remember, it's anyone."
Wang Ping returned and said something to Nuwa.
Nuwa, who was stunned for a moment, nodded and didn't ask any more questions why.
Wang Ping, who was about to leave, looked curiously at Qingluan beside him, who was hesitant to speak.
"Why, Qingluan, are you reluctant to let me go? Then I won't leave."
Wang Ping said, looking at Qingluan with a smile.
The expression on his face suddenly froze, and Qingluan cursed loudly.
"Get out of here, get out of here, who can't bear to leave you? Bah, you're shameless, shameless, dirty and despicable."
Hearing Qingluan scolding him, Wang Ping smiled evilly and walked over step by step: "Then I really won't leave. Come on, come on, let's continue playing."
"Ah, no, please help me. I don't want to play, so I don't want to play. Bad guy, let's go. You go."
Qingluan was so frightened that he turned around and ran directly behind Nuwa. He was in a panic for a while.
Nuwa, who couldn't laugh or cry, said: "Wuzhan, stop bullying Qingluan, go and do your business!"
The saint's face had to be given, so Wang Ping smiled and gave up.
"Xiao Qingluan, I'm teasing you. Thank you for accompanying my brother for so many days. I gave this ancestral phoenix feather to you. It should be of some use to you."
Wang Ping turned over his hand and took out a feather with a fiery red luster, and threw it away.
The Qingluan clan is also a branch of the Feng clan, so Zu Fengyu is naturally of great use to Qingluan.
It's just that this ancestral phoenix feather does not belong to the ancestral witch from the prehistoric era, but was developed by developing the demon refining pot space.
As for how there could be such a thing in the space of the Demon Refining Pot, Wang Ping asked Xian'er, but Xian'er couldn't explain why.
The system is even more clueless when it comes to asking questions, pretending to be stupid.
Qingluan couldn't believe it as he caught Zu Fengyu in a daze.
Of course she knows what Zu Fengyu means to her. As long as it is refined into her body, her strength will increase a lot.
But she didn't expect that Wang Ping would have such a precious thing in his hands, and he would give it to her without much thought.
He had bullied her before and hated her to death, and now he gave her such a precious thing. Qingluan felt mixed emotions for a while and didn't know how to express it.
Looking at the Zu Fengyu in his hand, Qingluan was a little lost in thought.
When Qingluan finally thought about what to say, he looked up and realized that Wang Ping had disappeared.
"I……"
The expression on Qingluan's face froze, and his mood became increasingly complicated.
It would be better if she was allowed to speak, but now that she is not allowed to speak, she suddenly feels as if she owes Wang Ping a lot.
After all, the ancestral phoenix feather in your hand is precious and its value is immeasurable.
"He is very similar to his master, fellow Taoist Brother Ping. No matter how precious something is, he never takes it seriously. As long as he likes it, he will give it away casually."
"Don't think so much, just accept it. When you see him later, say thank you to him."
Looking at Qingluan with a complicated expression on his face, Nuwa next to him spoke.
Qingluan nodded silently, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart. She felt a mixture of gratitude and hatred. She didn't know how to vent her feelings.
After leaving Nuwa Palace, Wang Ping thought about it and decided to go back to the Wu Clan first.
I don't know where Hou Tu has gone now. Maybe Xuan Ming knows the situation.
Along the way, Wang Ping killed countless violent beasts and people who took advantage of the chaos to do evil and fell into his hands.
"Houtu, I don't know where she went?"
Hearing that Wang Ping said he wanted to find Hou Tu, Xuan Ming shook his head.
Wang Ping pondered for a while and said: "Forget it, I'll go out and look for her. Even if she reincarnates, she won't be that fast."
After speaking, Wang Ping said goodbye and left.
Except for the Wu clan, Wang Ping's spiritual consciousness swept across and went in all directions.
I just scanned around and couldn't find Houtu.
Now that the wilderness has become a mess, and Hou Tu deliberately concealed his aura, it is difficult to find anyone.
The present prehistoric world is far greater than that of later generations, and even the quasi-holy consciousness cannot cover it all.
Wang Ping walked and stopped all the way, searching for his homeland and acting chivalrously.
It was not until more than half a year later that Wang Ping finally found Houtu.
At this time, Hou Tu was on a mountaintop, completely breathless, looking at the dead bodies and many wandering souls all over the mountain in a daze.
If the soul stays in the world for a long time, if it does not find a suitable body, its consciousness will gradually be erased and become an unconscious ghost.
These ghosts are easily affected by the resentment floating in the world and turn into murderous evil spirits. There are those at the foot of the mountain, but they have not been affected yet.
Wang Ping softly landed next to Hou Tu without disturbing him.
After a while, Hou Tu suddenly sighed: "All living beings are so innocent. They have already died tragically, and their souls have to be devoured. How pitiful."
"The weak will eat the strong. When the order is perfected and reincarnation is in order, it will not be like this. Good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil. Those who do evil will have evil retribution sooner or later."
Wang Ping answered, smiling lightly and shaking his head at Hou Tu, who had a look of compassion on his face.
Hou Tu's temperament is too gentle and kind-hearted.
If it hadn't been for his Taoist brother Ping, Hou Tu would have done this, not only to her own death, but also to the witch clan and the Twelve Ancestor Wus in the end.
If Hou Tu were there, the Witch Clan might not necessarily perish together with the Demon Court.
It can be said that Hou Tu helped all living beings in the world, but harmed her people.
Fortunately, he now has his fellow Taoist Brother Ping, who told the Lich and Lich tribes the inside story of the Lich Tribulation early in the morning, so that they would not fight to the death.
Even if Houtu turns into reincarnation, he can still be rescued.
"Wuzhan, why did you come to me?"
After coming back to his senses, Hou Tu asked Wang Ping with a smile as gentle as the spring breeze.
Wang Ping teased: "I came to see our Lord Hou Tuzu Wu to see how she abandoned her people."
"I didn't mean it, I just couldn't bear the suffering of all sentient beings."
Of course Hou Tu knew what Wang Ping was talking about and said in shame.
Fellow Taoist brother Ping actually teased her, how disgusting.
When he talked about reincarnation before, Wang Ping also talked about the ending of the Lich Tribulation.
Hou Tu also knew that after she transformed into reincarnation, the power of the Wu clan was greatly reduced, and the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation could not exert its full strength, so the rest of them would perish together.
Fortunately, Daoist Brother Ping was here to alert them in advance. Thinking of this, Hou Tu looked at Wang Ping gratefully.
It can be said that without Brother Ping, the Witch Clan and even the Demon Court would not have a good end.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."
He smiled and shook his head. Wang Ping pointed at the center of Hou Tu's eyebrows and passed on the Blood Rebirth Technique.
After receiving the relevant information and opening his eyes, Houtu's eyes widened.
It turned out to be such a powerful technique. If a drop of blood is still left, the body can be reunited without death. It's so unbelievable.
"Don't be in a daze, practice quickly, and give me a drop of your blood essence after you practice."
Looking at Hou Tu in amazement, Wang Ping suddenly realized that Hou Tu's human form was really beautiful.
Although it is not the kind of stunning beauty, this kind of gentle temperament cannot be imitated by ordinary people.
"oh!"
After a dull reply, Hou Tu didn't go anywhere else, just sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and started practicing.
Because she believed in Wang Ping and believed that Wang Ping would protect her.
