Huh... Taoist Jie Yin took a long breath. It turned out that it was just a little bit of the true spirit of the eleven ancestral witches. It only had the breath of the ancestral witches, but did not have the physical body of the ancestral witches. What's more, now it has entered the six realms of reincarnation, so there is no need. Worried.
Empress Houtu stood in the underworld, looking at the slowly rotating wheel of reincarnation.
That was her true body, and now she became a tool of heaven.
Suddenly, eleven light spots appeared on the samsara disk. Sensing the familiar aura inside, Empress Houtu's true spirit could no longer hold back and shed tears of excitement.
Those eleven light spots turned into Di Jiang and others.
"Brother!"
Houtu Zhenling cried out and hugged the eleven spots of light, as if holding his own child reluctantly.
Di Jiang smiled and shook his head: "Sister, what are you doing, do you really think we are your children?"
Hou Tu cried, laughed out loud, and then began to cry again. His emotions were mixed with sadness and joy, constantly switching between sadness and joy.
"Okay." Ping smiled and said: "At least at the last moment, we saw that the Demon Court was also defeated. This is enough. Sister, let us go."
"Let you go?" Hou Tu finally realized and asked quickly: "Brother, what's going on?"
Zhu Jiuyin shook his head: "We don't know, but sister, you should know that our witch clan only has a trace of true spirit and no soul. We self-destructed and died. It is said that the true spirit has dissipated long ago, but now..."
Di Jiang and others frowned, obviously not knowing why this happened.
"That senior!"
Hou Tu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted happily: "It must be that senior, no, it's Father God. Father God said that the little sister can see everyone, and the little sister has indeed seen her brothers and sisters. If that senior takes action, I will definitely be able to help my brother and sister consolidate their true spirits and transform into physical bodies!”
Hou Tu hugged the eleven ancestral witches and turned into a point of light. He planned to fly to West Kunlun along the earth's veins.
But just after escaping thousands of miles away, Hou Tu's expression suddenly blurred, and the next moment, he appeared directly next to the reincarnation disk.
The light emitted by the true spirit of the ancestral witch in his arms has dissipated a lot.
Xuan Ming smiled and stretched out his little hand, caressing Hou Tu's cheek: "Sister, it's enough that we can meet again, there's no need to worry."
"No, no!"
Hou Tu cried and shook his head: "No matter what, I won't let you die like this!"
Empress Houtu cried, and a decisive idea suddenly appeared in her heart.
The next moment, Hou Tu cried dumbly and shouted, activating all the power of his true spirit body to wrap the eleven ancestral witches' light spots and send them directly to West Kunlun through the earth's veins.
boom……
The earth suddenly trembled.
"What's going on?" Xuan Qing shouted hurriedly.
However, the disciples behind him, Zhunti and Randeng Taoist beside him, were all very calm, but Xuan Qing looked shocked.
Xuan Qing smiled awkwardly, and then comforted himself: "It's okay, there's no need to be afraid."
The disciples all suppressed their laughter, they were not afraid at all!
One disciple was frightened.
"Who!" Lingzhi, who was sleeping, suddenly exclaimed, burst out of his body, and looked around nervously.
Then, spots of light began to gather on the eleven herbs around them, turning into eleven ancestral witches including Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Xuan Ming.
Zu Wu looked like a child of three or four years old, and he didn't realize what was going on.
"Did you just transform?" Lingzhi squatted down, looked at his kind, and asked happily.
"Bold!" Gonggong shouted angrily. Such a little kid actually dared to talk to one of his ancestors like this.
"Who are you talking about!" Lingzhi was furious and slapped Gonggong on the head, sending Gonggong flying away.
The Eleven Ancestral Witches looked at each other in confusion. Who is this little girl? Is she an unparalleled power?
When the ancestral witch began to activate his power, he realized that his body was limp and had no power at all.
"You still dare to be disrespectful to me. Looks like I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
Ganoderma rolled up her sleeves and ran freely among the herbs, beating the ancestral witch and crying...
The ancestral witch is physically powerful, and no one can harm the ancestral witch.
After two lifetimes as a living being, this was the first time that the ancestral witch felt pain.
Especially now that they are relying on medicinal herbs to reshape their souls, the pain becomes clearer.
After a while, the eleven ancestral witches huddled together and looked at the lawless little girl with her hands on her hips in fear.
"Have you learned a lesson?" Lingzhi scolded: "I transformed at least ten thousand years before you. I am your predecessor and ancestor. You dare to attack me. Do you want to die?"
Di Jiang quickly covered his head with his little hands, but was punched in the face by Lingzhi.
"I'm too lazy to be your ancestor. From today on, you all will worship me as your master!" Lingzhi said proudly and proudly, with his hands on his hips.
The eleven ancestral witches looked at each other again, what's going on?
"What, you don't want to?" Lingzhi rolled up his sleeves and asked loudly.
"Yes, yes!" Eleventh Ancestral Witch shouted repeatedly.
"That's not enough to become a disciple!"
Seeing the arrogant ancestral witch worshiping that little girl, Dao Ancestor Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace smiled bitterly, shook his head, and looked away.
I see!
That senior was really powerful, he could even reunite the true spirit of the ancestral witch.
However, it deprived the ancestral witch of his powerful physical body, allowing those true spirits to rely on medicinal herbs, and instead became the weakest physical body.
There are no bottlenecks, no catastrophes, and no inner demons in cultivating the essence of grass and trees.
However, the time it takes to reach the same level of cultivation is tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands times that of ordinary people!
In this way, the ancestral witch's physical body is the weakest, his spirit is not strong, and his cultivation is not fast. He no longer poses any danger to this world, and is no different from death.
Looking at Immortal Yang Mei in the distance, Ancestor Hongjun suddenly had an idea in his mind.
If one day I am killed by that senior, will I also become a medicinal herb in the medicine garden?
Hongjun was startled by his own idea, but he knew that he could not rule out this possibility.
From now on, I will never dare to mess around again!
Hongjun held the jade dish of creation in his hand and took a deep breath, still feeling a little worried.
…
Empress Nuwa slowly fell to the ground, saluted towards the disappearing hole and said, "Thank you, Empress Houtu."
She patched up the sky, and the Empress Dowager patched up the earth.
Empress Nuwa relied on the Great Way of Creation to become a saint and could see countless souls in thousands of worlds.
All those souls followed Empress Houtu into the underworld, and even the power of karma attached to the souls also followed.
The power of karma that the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas could not cope with for a hundred thousand years now fell on Queen Houtu alone.
Just thinking about that pressure, Nuwa couldn't help but admire her.
Yuanshi Tianzun, Master Tongtian and Taoist Taoist Jie Yin also had a clear understanding of the way of heaven. They fell next to Empress Nuwa and bowed to Empress Houtu.
