The underworld.
Soon Hou Tu returned with Goumang Zuwu, and it seemed that the matter was settled.
"On behalf of the Wu Clan, I agree to your conditions. I will look for Jianmu later. Where is the Xuanhuang Divine Light?" Houtu asked straight to the point. As an authentic saint, she can communicate with the will of the earth and find a top-quality innate plant. Spiritual roots are just a piece of cake.
Just like she helped Xuan Chen find the Five-Needle Pine before.
"The divine light of Xuanhuang's blessing spirit is with me. When everything is ready, I will personally offer it to you." Xuanchen bowed and said.
Now that he and Hou Tu had reached an agreement, Xuan Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
He is neither willing to go against his true will and refuse to save several ancestral witches, nor is he willing to turn against each other and fight endlessly in the future as the human race and the witch race compete for the leading role in the world.
Now this is the best result. The Wu clan has given up fighting for the leading role in the world and promised to do its best to help the human race become the leading role in the world.
The Wu Clan can have one more saint, which can ensure the longevity of the Wu Clan.
Only Gou Mang was confused. Just now, Hou Tu suddenly told him that his position as the protagonist of heaven and earth had replaced him with a foundation for sainthood, and brother Xuanyuan was actually the incarnation of Jie Jiao Xuanchen.
Being able to become a saint is of course a good thing, and he will naturally not refuse it.
As for dominating the wilderness, the Wu Clan is not naturally good at governing the wilderness. In the tribe, whoever is the most powerful usually has the final say.
He just looked at Xuanyuan quietly, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was just an avatar and not honest at all. Unfortunately, he even entertained him with good wine several times.
But then I thought about it, both Xuan Yuan and Xuan Chen had a good relationship with me.
He had never thought of harming himself, and now that he was given a chance to become a saint, Gou Mang felt relieved.
Gou Mang slapped Xuanyuan on the shoulder and said, "You are not honest at all! It's a shame that I invited you to drink several times. When this incident is over, I must give you a few more bottles of wine."
Buzhou Mountain.
Although half of it has collapsed, it is still majestic. It is a pity that the first mountain in the future will become Kunlun.
Taoist Duobao and others watched closely as Nuwa refined the colorful stones, while Xuanchen circled Buzhou Mountain several times, and the Chaos Bell had completely disappeared.
I don’t know if it escaped into the void, or if the spirit treasure flew away on its own.
But in the end, he had no luck with him. When Donghuang Taiyi hit Buzhou Mountain, he self-destructed his soul, and the Chaos Bell was also severely damaged. I wonder if it will fall down the level.
After turning around for a few times, Xuanchen, who found nothing, finally focused on the broken half of Buzhou Mountain.
Looking at the Antarctic land, Uncle Yuanshi was still there holding up the sky. Duobao and the others were also watching Nuwa refining the colorful stones. No one who knew the goods had come to take away this half of Buzhou Mountain yet.
As a result, Xuan Chen Daluo Jinxian level of magic power was mobilized without reservation, and the power of the Five Elements Law and the Law of Space continued to pour out, acting on half of the Buzhou Mountain here.
The power of the Five Elements continues to extend, wrapping up this half of Buzhou Mountain.
Although Xuan Chen is still unable to turn the innate energy of the Five Elements into supernatural powers, it is not a problem to just use it to refine this half of Mount Buzhou.
The mana continued to pour out, the power of the five elements was refined, and the power of space assisted, and it enveloped half of the mountain in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, he also used the art of inviting immortals to borrow the magic power of the incarnation Xuanyuan. Now he is also a Da Luo Jinxian and can borrow the magic power of a quasi-sage.
However, it must be the first time in history for the main body to borrow mana from a clone!
"Little! Little! Little!"
The mana from the Quasi-Saint level continued to pour out, and half of Buzhou Mountain began to gradually shrink as Xuan Chen was refined.
If Buzhou Mountain was intact, even a saint would not dare to do this, but the broken half now is nothing more than rootless wood and undestined water, so you can rest assured to refine it.
The huge movement immediately startled everyone who was originally obsessed with watching the saint refining the weapon.
"Senior brother, what are you doing?" Bixiao was the most restless and asked first.
Seeing everyone staring at him, Xuanchen had no choice but to explain: "Well, I think this half of Buzhou Mountain is a good material for refining weapons. Let's see if I can get it back to refine a treasure."
In fact, it is more than good. This Buzhou Mountain is simply an excellent material for refining weapons.
Hearing that the others were fine, Taoist Duobao, who was also proficient in refining weapons, couldn't sit still and looked regretful.
"Why didn't I expect that such a good material can be used to refine a weapon, at least it is a top-notch acquired treasure. If a saint takes action, he might be able to refine an acquired treasure!"
Taoist Duobao slapped himself hard on the forehead. He had just been paying attention to the saint's refining of weapons and had not noticed this half of Buzhou Mountain at all. He felt regretful in his heart.
Now that Xuan Chen is taking the lead, as a senior brother, he naturally can't lose face and argue with his junior brother.
He could only look at Xuan Chen with pleading eyes and said: "Junior brother, when you refine this half of Buzhou Mountain, you must call me. Such good materials must not be wasted."
"Definitely! You must call me!"
Xuanchen looked at Duobao with a regretful look on his face, and it seemed that he still underestimated the attraction of this half of Buzhou Mountain to people who refine weapons.
Presumably, in the eyes of Taoist Duobao at this moment, this half of Buzhou Mountain is like a peerless beauty with tender feelings, but just now he was obsessed with watching the weapon refining, so that Xuanchen got it first.
One can imagine the regret in his heart.
"If I want to refine such a magic weapon, I am not able to do it. I will probably have to ask the master or two uncles to do it. When the time comes, senior brothers can just watch." Xuan Chen quickly comforted him.
This is indeed the case. It is basically impossible for a saint to refine this half of Mount Buzhou into a magic weapon.
With Xuanchen's promise, Taoist Duobao once again immersed himself in watching Nuwa refining the weapon. Since he couldn't get it, it would be good to take a look. He, Duobao, would not keep worrying about such a thing.
It's better to continue to watch the saint refining weapons, maybe you can gain something!
It has to be said that the broken Buzhou Mountain was so huge that even if Xuan Chen borrowed the magic power of the quasi-sage realm, it took nearly half a month to refine it to a size of one hundred feet.
It would be too much to continue.
But this size can also be put away, so the power of space surged and put away this half of Buzhou Mountain.
Seventy-seven and forty-nine days sounds like a long time, but for those who practice Taoism, it is only the blink of an eye.
Nuwa wiped the sweat from her head. It was difficult for even a saint to refine so many five-color sacred stones at once, not to mention that she had to constantly inject the power of creation into them.
Seeing that Nuwa was about to take the Qiankun Cauldron and the refined five-colored stones to mend the sky, Kong Xuan stood up and immediately showed his prototype, turning into a huge peacock.
"Your Majesty, you have worked so hard to refine the colorful stones. Let Kong Xuan see you off!" Kong Xuan said immediately and motioned for Nuwa to sit on his back.
Nuwa looked at the son of an old friend and saw that he had changed a lot.
Then without hesitation, he sat on Kong Xuan's back with the Qiankun Ding filled with colorful stones.
When Xuan Chen saw this, he couldn't help but secretly thought, Kong Xuan must be too good at it now. Sending Nuwa up to mend the sky must be a blessing. Is this still the Kong Xuan he knows?
As everyone knows, after being in Jiejiao for so long, Kong Xuan's arrogant character has also changed.
As for his offer to give Nuwa a ride, it was not for merit, but simply to express his gratitude to Saint Nuwa for taking care of the Phoenix clan. He, Kong Xuan, was also a man who knew how to repay his kindness.
Nuwa sat on Kong Xuan's back and flew towards the easternmost part of the crack.
"Thank you for your hard work, leave the rest to me!" Nuwa said to Yunxiao who was using the Hunyuan Golden Dou to collect the water from the Tianhe River.
Hearing this, Yunxiao also took away the magic weapon. Seeing that the water of the Tianhe River was about to fall again, Nuwa waved her hand, and the water of the Tianhe River that had been falling started to flow backwards.
Then with another wave, he rolled up part of the colorful stones in the Qiankun Cauldron.
The energy of creation is constantly surging.
The colorful stones first turn into the purest five elements energy. This is the contribution of the Qiankun Ding, and then return to the acquired nature as the innate nature.
Then, under the power of Saint Nuwa, it turned into a colorful crystal wall, firmly blocking the cracks in the sky. Then the power of heaven began to repair the sky on its own, and slowly the sky became intact as before.
When Yunxiao saw this, he couldn't help but sigh at the saint's power.
Then it was repeated endlessly. The power of creation kept rolling up the colorful stones and filling the cracks in the sky one by one. Even with the body of a saint, it took several days to complete.
The sky returned to its original state again, and Nuwa returned to the original location of Buzhou Mountain. At this time, Zhunti also came here.
After the sky is repaired, he no longer needs to continue to receive water from the Tianhe River.
Nuwa looked at the remaining colorful stone in the Qiankun Cauldron and said, "I didn't expect there was one more stone, so just go with it!"
Then Nuwa threw it casually towards the East China Sea.
It was just a colorful stone, and no one paid much attention to it. Only Zhunti and Xuanchen glanced at it silently.
As Nuwa threw the last stone, boundless golden clouds of merit emerged in the sky, and then turned into several portions and distributed them to those who contributed to the repair of the sky.
As the person who mended the sky, Saint Nuwa alone received 40%, and two of these 40% went to Kong Xuan.
The four saints who hold up the sky are divided into three parts.
As for the remaining 30%, one part was given to the few people who prevented Buzhou Mountain from falling, 10% was equally divided between Zhunti and Yunxiao who received the water of the Tianhe River, and the remaining 10% was distributed to everyone who contributed to the disaster.
Many disciples of the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, Wu Clan, and Jie Jiao who contributed to the flood all looked happy. Unexpectedly, they still had merit.
Although there are so many people sharing 10%, but the base is too large, the merits of patching the sky this time should be greater than the merits of the Sanqing Establishment combined.
"Fellow Taoist Nuwa, the sky has been repaired today, but Buzhou Mountain is gone. You can't ask my senior fellow apprentice and fellow Taoist Sanqing to hold up the sky! I have to find a way to find another way to hold up the sky!" Zhunti said.
But Nuwa had already made plans. When Daozu Hongjun gave him the Qiankun Ding, he sent a message to tell her that there was a black turtle in the North Sea, and that his four legs could be used to hold up the sky.
"Fellow Taoist Zhunti Wuyou, I heard what Taoist Ancestor said, Beihai..."
However, before Nuwa could finish her words, she was directly interrupted by Hou Tu.
"Although Mount Buzhou was broken by Donghuang Taiyi, we, the Witch Clan, are also involved in the dispute between lich and witches. Let us, the Witch Clan, solve this thing that supports the sky!"
Hou Tu and several ancestral witches appeared together and came to Nuwa and Zhunti.
"Do you have any idea, fellow Taoist Houtu?" Zhun asked.
Nuwa also looked at Houtu in confusion.
Immediately, Hou Tu waved his big hand, and the top-quality innate spiritual root building tree appeared in front of everyone, and then took root on the remaining half of Buzhou Mountain.
"Just please wait and see!"
After Hou Tu said this, he poured all the great merits obtained from previous reincarnations into the building wood. The building tree instantly rose from the ground, became countless times larger, and reached the nine levels of the sky.
Although Xuanyuan's plan was very feasible, for the sake of his brother's safety, Hou Tu did not hesitate to do great work and directly pushed Jianmu to the limit of the prehistoric world.
Nuwa Zhunti looked at the jianmu rising from the ground with a look of amazement, but she also realized that this was not enough.
The two of them looked at Hou Tu involuntarily, but Hou Tu looked at Ju Mang and Xuan Chen and said, "Brother Ju Mang, fellow Taoist Xuan Chen, it's your turn to take action."
Hearing this, Xuanchen didn't do any ink, and directly took out the Xuanhuang Youling Divine Light. With a flick of his finger, the divine light merged with the Jumang True Spirit.
Jumang's divine light enters his body at this moment, and he continuously activates the power of law to integrate it into the building.
"Father God Pangu is above, the Dao, the Way of Heaven, the Way of Earth, and the Way of Humanity are above. Now Pangu's Jumang sees that the heaven and earth are out of alignment, and the stars are out of order. Now I am willing to inherit the will of God Father, and integrate the body with the building wood to replace Mount Buzhou to support the heaven and earth."
"Please learn from Father God, the Great Way, the Way of Heaven, the Way of Earth, and the Way of Humanity."
As soon as Jumang finished speaking, his whole body turned into the purest power of law and merged into Jianmu. The wood master was full of vitality, and Jianmu suddenly transformed again and began to skyrocket.
Soon, the branches of Jianmu broke through the obstacles of the sky, continued to extend, and finally grew towards the chaos.
The same goes for the roots, which passed through layers of earth and took root in the chaos.
Jianmu completely transformed into a chaotic spiritual root, supporting the sky, and the sky continued to grow higher, much higher than the original Buzhou Mountain.
I saw the three realms shaking together, and Heaven also sent countless merits into the building, which seemed to be no less than when patching the sky.
Then, the will of the earth emerged, and infinite energy was poured into the earth veins, continuing to urge Jianmu to continue to grow.
In the end, as time went by, the trees not only supported the ancient world, but their branches and roots also supported the three thousand great worlds, the 129,600 middle worlds, and the 480 million small worlds. The world is connected.
Due to the growth of Jianmu, Sanqing and Jieyin no longer need to continue to support the heaven and earth, and they all look at the Tongtian Jianmu that connects the heavens and the universe.
"Grand Master Jumangzu Wu!" Leader Tongtian sighed.
Immediately, all the sentient beings and saints from the ancient world also sighed: "The great virtuous Jumang ancestor witch!"
Unexpectedly, the Wu clan first came into existence and then reincarnated into earth, allowing all living beings to have an afterlife. Later, because Jumang sacrificed his body to merge with Jianmu, it replaced Buzhou Mountain to support the world, and even connected all the heavens and worlds.
Just when everyone thought Jumang had fallen, a golden light appeared on the building.
It is the black and yellow divine light that envelops Jumang's incomplete soul.
Then Jianmu, the chaotic spiritual root, began to gush out endless vitality, began to feed Jumang back, and reshaped Jumang's body. A complete power of law surged out, and the terrifying holy power began to manifest.
The law of life!
Not only is Jumang not dead, but he will also attain Hunyuan!
All sentient beings, including the saints, were in shock.
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