Chapter 244: Hou Tu's Reincarnation

The fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation on the body of Queen Hou Tu kept trembling, and finally suddenly spit out mysterious thoughts.

These avenues mysteriously exude an aura of tranquility, peace, and rotation, like one small plate after another constantly spinning, bestowing tranquility and peace upon all living beings, as if it is the end of everything and also the beginning of everything.

The end of the beginning and the end, the beginning of the beginning.

As these great mysteries merged into the body of Hou Tu, spots of black also appeared outside.

These black things were very weak at first, but in just a moment, they expanded to thousands of times their size. Even the faint blood energy could not stop these black things from expanding in the slightest, and they began to surge towards the filthy sea of ​​blood in an instant.

As for those souls that were constantly struggling in the devil's realm of flesh and blood, once they touched this quiet darkness, all their resentments and hatreds were immediately cleansed, and finally they also turned into a peaceful color. They sat quietly in this darkness, bowed their heads to pray, and chanted scriptures of endless rotation.

After seeing this, Bixia Yuanjun and Minghe Laozu realized that this was the way of reincarnation. In order to make Hou Tu Niangniang better comprehend the great way, the two of them immediately fought towards a farther place without leaving a trace.

The noise was tremendous, and the magical powers were impressive, but it always made people feel unreal, as if there was only thunder but no rain. Two pairs of eyes seemed to be staring at Queen Hou Tu, but at this moment she could no longer pay attention to what was happening in the outside world.

Queen Hou Tu closed her eyes tightly. Since she decided to resolve all hatred in the world, her heart was naturally entangled by the grievances that had existed since the beginning of the world.

If you want to wash away hatred, you must first bear the injustice.

When it comes to resolving grievances, the Path of Earth cannot play a big role. At most, it can bury them, but it is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution. Only the Path of Reincarnation can resolve this eternal hatred.

As the saying goes, rest in peace when you are buried. The Great Way of Earth and the Great Way of Reincarnation are also slightly connected, but these connections alone cannot really eliminate the resentment.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, souls to Hou Tu..."

Hou Tu Niangniang was blessed with an inspiration, and a scripture flashed through her mind. This was a scripture she created originally. From this moment on, she completely understood her mission, which was to help the Father God bear the pressure of reincarnation, because the way of heaven was really too tiring.

"The peace of samsara, a place of rest; all things sink, and are reborn from the dead; eternal tranquility, the body becomes samsara..."

The goddess Hou Tu opened her eyes and said something very sad. The twelve ancient witches who were far away in the ancient world all spat out a mouthful of blood, as if they felt that there was something extremely precious that they had to part with forever, and they would never see it again in this life.

The Xuanming ancestor witch, who had the best relationship with Hou Tu Niangniang, and the two acquired ancestor witches, Chi You and Hou Yi, who left Hou Tu's tribe, were grief-stricken and their bodies were weak, as if they were sinking in endless pain.

The Styx Patriarch and Bixia Yuanjun who were fighting in the distance also returned here. Bixia Yuanjun waved her sleeves and instantly blocked a piece of filthy blood that rushed towards Hou Tu Niangniang. Then she turned to Hou Tu Niangniang and said, "Sister, are you okay?"

Without waiting for the Queen Mother Hou Tu to speak, the old man of the Styx laughed strangely and said, "You two will be in trouble later! You still have the time to care about others!"

Two killing divine lights, one black and one red, fell from the sky again and fiercely pierced into Bixia Yuanjun's body and soul. Bixia Yuanjun gave a light rebuke and waved her hand. A small Mount Tai instantly surged upwards and blocked the Yuantu and Abi double swords.

Mud and rocks flew, mountains collapsed, blood spurted, and the magic sword chopped down. In the end, he managed to withstand the killing power of Yuan Tu and Abi's two swords. The three of them were in a stalemate for a while.

Bixia Yuanjun took advantage of the opportunity and a khaki whip appeared in her hand. It was the mountain-driving whip that she had exchanged with Hengming for the Feng Shui compass.

She waved the magic whip in her hand and lashed the ground below fiercely, instantly forming strange mountains one after another. Each mountain range occupied a special position, blocking the escape of the ancestor of the Styx.

Finally, Bixia Yuanjun also brought out endless magnetic force and held the Minghe Patriarch tightly. Even if the twelfth-grade karmic fire red lotus sprayed out a sea of ​​karmic fire, it would be difficult to burn out all the magnetic force.

As the last mountain range fell, countless mountains instantly formed a large formation, and with the help of the endless magnetic force, they barely trapped the ancestor of the Styx.

"Sister, my Wanshan Maze Formation won't be able to trap him for long, go do what you want to do!"

Bixia Yuanjun tightly grasped the magic whip in her hand, constantly repairing the mountains destroyed by the twin swords of Yuantu and Abi, and spoke reluctantly to Hou Tu Niangniang.

The Queen Mother Hou Tu was touched and nodded vigorously, saying, "My sister has done me a great favor. I will never forget it!"

Bixia Yuanjun nodded slightly, then took the Taishan Seal and the Mountain-Driving Whip and entered the Wanshan Maze Array alone.

With Bixia Yuanjun personally in charge, the mountain range, which had revealed a hint of murderous intent from time to time, instantly became dozens of times more stable. Only faint roars and shouts could be heard. It was obvious that the two had continued their fight.

"Sister Bixia is not fighting on her home turf after all. She must do her best to transform into reincarnation and suppress the spread of the filthy sea of ​​blood! She must even destroy it!"

At this moment, Hou Tu Niangniang is completely immersed in her great wish. She believes that the existence of the filthy sea of ​​blood will interfere with the operation of the prehistoric world. Even if she has the responsibility to bear the filth of the prehistoric world, the disadvantages will ultimately outweigh the advantages.

As long as she transforms herself into reincarnation, she can use reincarnation to resolve the filth of the ancient world, which will definitely be better than the filthy sea of ​​blood!
The filthy sea of ​​blood can only carry these filths, but the reincarnation she created can completely dissolve these filths and finally return them to the primitive world. Isn’t that better than containing them?

Containment also exists and has not dissipated, so Queen Hou Tu believes that the existence of the filthy sea of ​​blood is more harmful than beneficial, because it is completely a time bomb, and who knows when it will explode. If it really happens at that time, I am afraid that in the entire prehistoric world, except for the great gods' temples, there will no longer be peace, and everywhere will be occupied by these eternal filth.

When Hou Tu Niangniang stepped into this dark land, a small broken jade fragment appeared in her hand. The fragment, which had been silent in the past, became extremely active at this moment, and countless mysteries of the great way of reincarnation emerged from it, and were finally completely absorbed by her. Her perception of the great way of reincarnation also began to expand, and the souls that had been imprisoned in this demonic domain for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, now followed the call of instinct, and continued to enter this dark land, dissolving the hatred and resentment in their bodies, and finally turned into peaceful spirits, silently reciting scriptures here.

Every time she resolved a bit of hatred and resentment, the aura of Queen Hou Tu became heavier, as if she was carrying the expectations of thousands of living beings, so she could only succeed, not fail.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, souls to Hou Tu..."

"No need to suffer, no need to grieve, death is the end of life, life is the beginning of death..."

"I transform into the six realms, protecting the souls forever, preventing them from falling, and preventing them from being despised..."

"It is for the purpose of Hun Yuan, from high to low, from low to high, just to guide..."

Tranquil and peaceful scriptures were continuously chanted by Hou Tu Niangniang, and the land of darkness continued to spread. In this dark land, one would not feel any fear, vigilance, or panic. It was like returning to the arms of the mother, so gentle, so calm, and anyone would feel drowsy.

The light hurts my eyes.

Darkness protects the whole body.

The vicious souls of the past have now become the best food for Hou Tu Niangniang, constantly fulfilling her path of reincarnation. Until finally, her understanding of the path of reincarnation has surpassed the path of earth, and she has come to the side of the filthy sea of ​​blood, quietly watching the filth that has accumulated there for countless thousands of years.

The sea of ​​blood that had been surging in the past had now returned to its rare calm, as if it had sensed that a peerless god was watching it, and had to retract its ferocious edge and show a peaceful attitude.

The Asura clan, led by Po Xun and the heavenly queen Uma, escaped into the deepest part of the filthy sea of ​​blood and was protected by a huge formation.

There are five magic weapons suppressing the formation, which are the Five Treasures of Shura.

After being irrigated by the flesh and blood of the filthy sea of ​​blood for countless years, these five treasures had long since recovered to their original state as top-grade innate spiritual treasures. However, their quality had been somewhat damaged over the years. They were barely able to enter this category and were not valued by the Old Ancestor of the Styx, so they were thrown into the sea of ​​blood.

"Filth is intolerable, filthiness is intolerable; tranquility is repetitive, boredom is eternal."

The face of the goddess Hou Tu was calm as she looked at the thirteen turbid air coming towards her from afar. A tear slowly flowed from her beautiful eyes. Finally, she suddenly gathered an infinite amount of central Wu Yi essence, and her whole person regained her true form as the ancestor witch, standing facing the sky.

"God is above. Today, Hou Tu of the Wu Clan feels the misery of the souls of heaven and earth and the loss of the true spirits of all things. She cannot bear it, so she makes a great wish!"

"I wish to transform myself into reincarnation and dissolve the filth of the ancient world!"

"I wish to transform myself into reincarnation and carry the souls of heaven and earth!"

"I wish to transform my body into the reincarnation and turn the wheel of all things into true spirits!"

"I pledge my all! Heaven will bear witness to this! Father God will bear witness to this!"

As Queen Hou Tu finished her words, the entire prehistoric world was shaken.

Under pressure from the infinite central Wu Yi essence gathered by the Goddess Hou Tu, she and the filthy sea of ​​blood sank into the earth, and finally returned to the original location of the filthy sea of ​​blood, the underworld.

The goddess has transformed into the true form of the ancient witch. She has human hands and a snake body, seven hands behind her back and two hands in front of her chest. Both hands hold flying snakes, which are about ten thousand feet high. From a distance, it seems that Pangu is possessed, with the snake tail dragging on the ground, walking on the waves, and her sandalwood mouth slightly open. The immortal sound spreads throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, and the "Hou Tu Wangsheng Sutra" is resounding in the past, future, and infinite universe.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, souls to Hou Tu..."

"No need to suffer, no need to grieve, death is the end of life, life is the beginning of death..."

"I transform into the six realms, protecting the souls forever, preventing them from falling, and preventing them from being despised..."

"It is for the purpose of Hun Yuan, from high to low, from low to high, just to guide..."

The infinite amount of central Wu Ji essence slowly merged into the filthy sea of ​​blood, carrying the water of the sea of ​​blood and transforming into countless dark and peaceful places.

The dark and quiet place kept expanding, and finally even the entire underworld was included in it. Queen Hou Tu smiled slightly, and her figure kept disappearing. Every time an inch of her real body disappeared, an inexplicably huge phantom condensed.

The phantom was like a disc, which was rotating slightly at the moment. As it rotated, it generated infinite suction, which absorbed all the endless resentment lingering in the ancient world.

The resentful energy that was feared by countless gods, in front of this disc, was like a docile sheep, quietly blending into it, and finally changing into pure souls, quietly waiting to be reborn into the ancient world.

The thirteen ancestor witches stood on the land where the filthy sea of ​​blood dissipated. They saw and heard it clearly and knew that this was a matter decided by Hou Tu herself. As brothers and sisters, they could only respect Hou Tu's decision.

(End of this chapter)