Chapter 223 Hunting the human race requires consent from Hou Yi to seek the elixir of immortality

But Di Jun still looked worried, and he sighed, "I hope what you expected is true. I'm fine recently. You go back to the East Palace to polish the root fruit. Next time, you and I will join forces to fight against the human race."

Donghuang Taiyi nodded, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly turned back and said, "Hunting the human race is a small matter, but there are three saints behind the human race that cannot be ignored. If you do not obtain the consent of these three saints and act rashly, I am afraid it will bring disaster to the demon race."

Di Jun knew who the three saints Donghuang Taiyi mentioned were. The first was the leader of the Human Religion, the Supreme Sage; the second was the Holy Mother of Creation, Nuwa; and the third was the Lord of Yingzhou Island, the Leader of Hengming.

If these three saints don't nod or agree, then it will be useless no matter who comes.

Di Jun said in a deep voice: "I have known about this for a long time. Chang Xi and Xi He have already gone to Taisu Heaven to visit Nuwa, and to visit her twelve daughters and Lu Ya. You go to visit the Supreme Saint, and as for me..."

Speaking of this, Di Jun couldn't help but feel his whole body trembling slightly, as if he thought of the Supreme Leader who always had a smile on his face but whose eyes were always filled with malice. It seemed that countless living beings in front of him were just puppets that could be controlled at will.

"I'm going to visit the leader of the Xuanjiao."

Di Jun said slowly.

Donghuang Taiyi felt hair all over his body whenever he thought of Hengming. Hengming was very powerful before he became a saint, and he remained as majestic and arrogant after he became a saint.

Not only did he drive Kunpeng away from returning to the North Ming Sea, even Yuanshi Tianzun, who was also a saint and wielded the Pangu Banner, the most powerful killing weapon in the prehistoric world, was unable to do anything to him. In the end, he had to admit defeat and retreat. This shows that Hengming's strength was so high that he was already among the extraordinary saints.

The first two are easy to deal with, but Hengming is the most difficult to deal with, because no one can figure out the mind of this fatalistic saint.

Donghuang Taiyi said with a hint of worry: "I am not worried about the human race, but if this saint keeps stirring up trouble behind the scenes, then no matter whether it is the demon race or the witch race, whoever wins will not be able to become the master of the prehistoric world."

Di Jun also had a helpless expression on his face, but he still encouraged: "Indeed, but we have no choice. Fortunately, the other five saints will not sit idly by and watch those two. The fisherman benefits from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam. Rather than letting the two masters of humanity completely occupy the prehistoric world, I believe that the other saints will be willing to let the demon clan or the witch clan occupy it. Apart from the demon clan and the witch clan, who else can resist the trend of humanity?"

This is a very simple question. It is better to be friendly with foreign countries than to be slaves. Instead of making the strong stronger, it is better to support a fellow countryman than to resist the strong.

Although Hengming and Nuwa are few in number, their strength should not be underestimated.

The two saints from the West have always been non-aggressive, so the only ones who can fight against them are the Three Pure Ones.

There is no doubt about Di Jun's talent. He only needs to think about it to understand the thoughts of the Three Pure Ones. The human race can remain and humanity can survive, but they can only be the eternal protagonists in name. As for the actual protagonist race, they don't care who it is, but it definitely cannot be the human race.

Spring and autumn change, the sun and the moon rotate, and in the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

Looking at the face in the bronze mirror in front of her, Chang'e couldn't help but gently stroke the corners of her eyes. Her originally egg-shaped white jade face now had slightly prominent cheekbones, and a few light lines appeared beside her delicate eyes. Her former peerless beauty was now gradually fading away.

"Time leaves no trace, beauty fades, and a lifetime of splendor eventually becomes a passing stream."

Chang'e seemed to hear the singing again. It was a folk song she had heard in the tribe not long ago. It was about a peerless beauty who won the favor of the most valiant hunter in the tribe at that time, and they became husband and wife soon after.

The two of them go out together, the woman uses a prism to paste yellow flowers, and the man wipes his sword in the river. You make clothes and I wear them, and I hunt for you, just like a pair of mandarin ducks embracing each other, happy and free.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. As time passed, the face of that peerless beauty gradually dimmed. Her bright eyes became lifeless, her fair skin turned dark yellow, and her neat teeth became sparse. She became just like everyone else. However, the hunter was still as brave as ever. Although he was no longer the bravest, he still won the favor of most of the girls.

Faced with the aging beauty, the hunter abandoned her without hesitation and turned to find other beautiful girls to marry, starting a new happy marriage. However, the aging beauty could only die on the roadside where no one cared.

After hearing this, Chang'e felt very distressed. She always felt that this folk song was telling her future destiny.

Her face was getting old, but Houyi had not changed at all. He was still as handsome and brave. He caught a lot of prey every day. There were countless girls willing to become his concubines, but they were all rejected by Houyi.

But Chang'e didn't know how long this situation could last. She seemed to hear other people whispering in her ears again, and she began to doubt Houyi involuntarily, fearing that he would betray her.

"What's wrong with me? Yilang is not that kind of person."

Chang'e tried to comfort herself, but she was always filled with unspeakable panic in her heart. She didn't want to be separated from Houyi. After so many years of companionship, she had long been unable to leave Houyi.

"E Niang, I'm back."

A loud shout came from outside the courtyard, and then Houyi pushed the door open in high spirits. On Houyi's shoulder was a gorgeous tiger weighing several thousand pounds. The tiger's might was still there even after death. Even after death, the gorgeous tiger still carried an indescribable deterrence, and it seemed that one could see its majesty when it was alive from its eyes.

With a loud bang, it was Houyi who threw it into the yard. The former overlord of the mountains and forests died miserably in a small courtyard.

Hou Yi killed such a tiger king, but his body was still as clean as before. Seeing Chang'e standing blankly at the door, he went forward and hugged her in his arms, saying with a smile: "The bone marrow of this tiger king is the most nourishing for the body. I will remove the bones and marrow and steam it into a decoction. After you drink it, it will also nourish your energy and spirit. Otherwise, you will have difficulty sleeping all day and you will be skinny as a bag of bones."

Chang'e said nothing, but hugged Houyi back and buried her head tightly in his arms. Houyi didn't understand why. Although he was a Hunyuan Jinxian, he didn't want to use his magical powers to pry into Chang'e's heart. He just thought she was afraid of the tiger, and the strength in his arms couldn't help but soften. After a moment, Chang'e suddenly raised her little face and said nervously: "Yi Lang, are you one of those Xuanmen monks?"

Although the Dafeng tribe is small, it is not unheard of for the Xuanmen monks. It is said that those monks can go to the sky and into the earth, catch stars and take the moon, travel to the East China Sea in the morning and stay in the West Province at night, and they possess unparalleled divine powers.

Hou Yi was stunned, but still nodded and said: "I am indeed a cultivator. I didn't tell you before because I was afraid of scaring you."

Chang'e's beautiful eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she sobbed, "I don't want to die, I don't want to grow old, I want to be with you forever, Yilang, I also want to be a monk, even if I can only live a few more decades, I will be satisfied, and I am willing!"

Seeing the beautiful woman in tears, Hou Yi quickly wiped away her tears with his hands and said softly: "How could I want you to die and grow old, but your physique is not suitable for cultivation.

I don't want to hide it from you. I'm not a cultivator, I'm a witch. The reason why we haven't had children in these years is because your physique is too weak. If you get pregnant with my child, you will definitely die."

Chang'e stopped crying after hearing this and stared at Houyi blankly. Houyi sighed and said, "I am the legendary god who shoots down the sun, and I am also the ancestor of the witch clan, Houyi. When I first saw you in the Dafeng tribe, I was attracted by you, so I hid my real name and went in under the pseudonym Dayi. I was afraid that I might scare you. Don't blame me."

But how could Chang'e blame Houyi? An ancient witch was able to transform into a human for her and live with her for so many years. What a great love this was. What's more, she was with Houyi not for his identity as an ancient witch.

Otherwise, with her beauty back then, she could have married the chieftain, or even a noble son of a larger tribe, but she still chose a hunter because of her love for him.

Hou Yi brushed away a strand of her hair and said, "I have thought of countless ways over the years, but the meridians in your body are weak. Those Xuanmen techniques are not suitable for you at all. Forcing yourself to practice will only lead to obsession. You can't take the elixir I found for you. You can only refine it into a pill and slowly nourish yourself.

But I don't know how to make pills, and some things have happened over the years, making it difficult for me to go to the ancestral land of the human race to seek pills. Give me some more time, and I promise that by then you will be able to live forever with me, okay?"

Chang'e then burst into laughter and hugged Houyi, rubbing his neck and shoulders gently. The two talked and laughed for a long time. Houyi then removed the tiger's bones and marrow and made a bowl of tonic for Chang'e to drink.

At this time, a breeze passed by and stayed beside Houyi for a moment. Houyi nodded slightly, and the breeze continued to slide backwards.

After Chang'e fell asleep, Houyi escaped into the earth and came to a mountain tens of thousands of miles away.

A beautiful woman in green jade-like clothes had been waiting here.

Seeing Hou Yi coming, the woman bowed and said, "Blue Bird greets Hou Yi, the ancestor witch."

The visitor was none other than the Queen Mother of the West’s personal maid and messenger: the Blue Bird Fairy.

Hou Yi nodded, and then said eagerly: "I sent a letter to West Kunlun several years ago, but is the Queen Mother of the West free to see me?"

Fairy Bluebird said, "To be honest with you, Ancestral Witch Houyi, my queen has been heartbroken since the death of Lord Dong Wanggong. She has stayed indoors and has no intention of seeing guests. She only occasionally listens to the teachings of Saint Yuanshi. So, my queen sent me here to apologize to the Ancestral Witch."

After hearing this, Houyi was greatly disappointed.

He didn't really want to visit the Queen Mother of the West. After all, the Immortal Court and the Witch Clan were hostile forces in the past. Even if he wanted to support them later, he only wanted to make both the Immortal Court and the Demon Clan suffer losses and then wipe them out in one fell swoop.

It’s because there is a kind of magical medicine produced in abundance in West Kunlun, the immortal grass.

Compared with other magical roots and herbs, the elixir of immortality has only one effect, which is to prolong one's life. As long as it can be swallowed in time, it is not difficult to live as long as the sky and the earth, but it is only limited to mortals.

For those who have absorbed and exhaled spiritual energy, the elixir of immortality is no different from weeds on the roadside and cannot be used to prolong life.

But in the ancient times, as long as one has a little qualification and practices a little, it is not difficult to become an immortal. As long as one becomes a true immortal, the lifespan will be millions of years long. In addition, the places where the elixir of immortality appears are rare and the conditions for use are harsh, so no one cares.

But Houyi was ecstatic about this.

Chang'e's physique made it almost impossible for her to cultivate, and even the absorption and exhalation of spiritual energy was difficult for her. Houyi once tried to use his own essence and blood to cleanse Chang'e's body, but he was so exhausted from the attempt that he only managed to add a few years to Chang'e's lifespan, so he had to give up.

The Hunyuan Golden Immortal is not omnipotent, there are things he cannot do.

That is why after learning about the elixir of immortality, Houyi was so anxious to inquire about its existence. Unfortunately, there were only three places in the prehistoric world where this elixir grew: one was West Kunlun, one was Penglai Island, and the last one was Yingzhou Island.

Penglai Island was occupied by Emperor Donghua, who was well versed in the avenue of space. At this moment, he had already disappeared with Penglai Island. Houyi searched the entire East China Sea but could not find any trace of Penglai Island.

As for Yingzhou Island, he had never even thought about it, and had not even set foot in the South China Sea. There lived a supreme saint there, and this saint had no good impression of the witch clan. If he dared to go to the island rashly, his death would be in vain.

Then the only place left was West Kunlun, which was also the most likely place for him to obtain the elixir of immortality, but the Queen Mother of the West still rejected his visit.

(End of this chapter)