The Lich War has come to an end, and Empress Houtu has become part of the Heavenly Dao sequence. Since then, she has been bound by Heavenly Dao, and her mood has been completely relaxed.
Today, there are still some witch clans living on the ground. Empress Houtu used her great magic power to summon some witch clans to come to the underworld, and let those witch clans teach the disobedient ghosts in the underworld.
As for normal souls, the way of heaven will work and they will enter reincarnation directly without the need for Empress Houtu to take action personally.
Every day, Empress Houtu sat next to the reincarnation disk and stared blankly at the scene on the West Kunlun Mountains.
Mainly looking at my brother and sister.
"follow me!"
The little girl Lingzhi shouted exaggeratedly and excitedly, leading her eleven disciples and running towards the forest with great momentum.
Picking out bird eggs, chasing hares, hunting pheasants, and riding wild deer have become the daily life of Ganoderma lucidum and the eleven ancestral witches.
Ganoderma was in high spirits, but all the eleven ancestral witches had sad faces, and they were worse off than dead.
Then, he was beaten up by Ganoderma lucidum and had no choice but to follow...
It was such a simple scene, but Empress Houtu looked at it extremely seriously and was extremely happy.
It seems that I have become one of them.
I no longer have those grand ambitions, I just live a quiet and peaceful life, with a small scope of activities, but every day is full of fun.
In West Kunlun, Xuanqing and Houtu Empress made similar choices. They just sat under the willow tree every day and watched Lingzhi take his apprentice out to play.
Occasionally, Qingluan and Sixiang would also follow them to cause mischief.
Very comfortable.
The Lich War has come to an end. In the short term, it should be stable for a while, and there will no longer be that kind of all-out war.
Furthermore, Xuanqing's current cultivation level has advanced to the level of Daluo True Immortal. Although he is still not good enough in front of strong people, he can still be regarded as Daluo, and Xuanqing's confidence has also increased a lot.
There is no danger outside, but you can protect yourself inside.
After traveling through the prehistoric world for more than 100,000 years, Xuan Qing finally had a relaxing time.
Such a peaceful life passed in the blink of an eye for more than three months.
On this day, Guangchengzi was called to Sanyou Xiaoyuan by Yuanshi Tianzun.
"teacher!"
Guangchengzi came to Yuanshi Tianzun and bowed respectfully to Yuanshi Tianzun.
Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and waved his hand, and a seal flew towards Guangchengzi.
"Teacher, is this?" Guangchengzi thought of a possibility. Even though he was usually calm, there was excitement in his voice now.
Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and said: "Yes, this is the Pantian Seal that Pindao refined for you according to what the senior said. Although the magic weapon's magical power is a bit single, in terms of attack power, it can compare with Xiantian Seal." A most precious blow."
A blow from the innate treasure... Guangchengzi said with great joy: "Thank you very much, teacher!"
Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and watched Guangchengzi accept the Fantian Seal.
Guangchengzi looked at it with joy for a while, then reluctantly put away the Fantian Seal and continued: "Teacher, I think it is more appropriate for the teacher to give the remaining Tianzhu to the senior."
Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and shook his head: "Since the senior told you before, it is more suitable for you to send it. I have refined the Tianzhu a lot, and now that your cultivation is just right, you can send it there. Send it over."
"Disciple, obey!" Guangchengzi wanted to say something more, but in the end he said nothing.
According to Guangchengzi's idea, it is definitely more appropriate for the teacher to send such a valuable treasure. Being able to show familiarity in front of the senior and gain a good impression is very important for explaining the teaching.
But the teacher has already decided, so Guangchengzi naturally won't say much.
Outside Yuxu Palace, Guangchengzi walked towards West Kunlun carrying a hundred-foot-high Tianzhu.
Yuanshi Tianzun refined it a lot, but even so, Guangchengzi still needed to activate all his cultivation to be able to carry this mountain.
Xuanqing was still under the willow tree, watching Lingzhi and her apprentice swimming in the pond.
Lingzhi still had fun every day. If Xuanqing hadn't forced her to do so, the little girl would have taken off her clothes and went swimming. She even asked her apprentice to swim with her bare buttocks, which made Xuanqing speechless for a while.
Suddenly, the ground began to tremble.
Boom... boom...
Xuan Qing stood up quickly and looked around nervously.
It was purely a sequelae of the Lich War, and I was afraid that a scene like the sky would fall apart would happen again.
For a while, Xuan Qing didn't find any sign, but the earth trembled intermittently.
Could it be that the Queen Mother of the West is practicing some great magical power?
Xuanqing had just expressed his admiration for the Queen Mother of the West when he saw Guang Chengzi coming with a heavy load and the hundred-foot tall mountain that Guang Chengzi was carrying on his back.
Cylindrical mountain!
Although it is not a regular column, the convex or concave parts give people a natural beauty.
Putting aside the sense of beauty, Xuan Qing was shocked by Guang Chengzi and Dashan.
More than a hundred feet high, in the Xuanqing era, this would have been a hundred-story building!
Moreover, the diameter seems to be more than ten meters. Is this the scene where ants shake the tree?
Guangchengzi carried the mountain on his back and kept walking forward step by step.
"senior……"
Arriving not far away, Guangchengzi smiled at Xuanqing with some difficulty, and asked breathlessly: "Senior, where is this thing placed?"
Xuan Qing finally recovered from the shock and quickly pointed to a place and said: "Just over there..."
The place Xuanqing pointed to was not far from the stream. There happened to be an open space on that side, which could accommodate this big mountain.
Guangchengzi walked over with the mountain on his back, followed by Xuanqing and others.
In the pond, the Eleven Ancestral Witches and Kunpeng all appeared and looked at the mountain.
The Eleventh Ancestral Witch had known that Kunpeng was here for a long time, but this time he was reborn, his body was the weakest herb, and his soul was not strong. The Eleventh Ancestral Witch knew that he had no chance of revenge, and he had already died once. Instead, he gradually He extinguished his desire for revenge and never spoke to Kunpeng, but he never had any conflicts.
At this moment, all twelve people were staring blankly at the mountain.
Tianzhu, Buzhou Mountain!
This section of the Tianzhu is at least one-third of Mount Buzhou.
Being able to refine the Tianzhu to such a size and even letting Guangchengzi carry it on his back, Kunpeng realized that he had underestimated the power of the saint.
If he had faced Yuanshi Tianzun instead of Zhunti, he would have been easily defeated by Yuanshi Tianzun even if he had the immortal-killing flying knife in hand.
Yuanshi Tianzun gave such a large section of Buzhou Mountain to this senior, what on earth was he going to do?
Is it possible to refine a magic weapon?
The eleven ancestral witches were even more shocked than Kunpeng. They were both physically extremely powerful masters, but even they couldn't carry such a huge mountain.
At this moment, the Eleventh Ancestral Witch realized that they had underestimated the world's masters, and their little fire of revenge was completely extinguished.
The ancestral witch children don't think about anything now. They just want to see what the senior can do and what the senior wants to do.
