Chapter 93 Goodbye Fuxi
"If my brother and I were to rob and kill these two, I wonder what our chances of success would be..."

Zhunti murmured. Except for the Taoist Jie Yin beside him, no one knew what Zhunti was thinking at the moment.

Jie Yin said calmly, "Zhen Yuanzi holds the Book of Earth and stands on the earth, invincible by nature. He can also communicate with countless earth veins. Forcibly breaking the defense of the Book of Earth will only break these earth veins as well, causing countless murders. Since we can't get it, then forget it."

However, Zhunti became more and more unwilling to accept this. At the beginning of the world, although the West was not as good as the East, it was also a prosperous place and would not be so barren at all. However, under Luohou's suicidal attack, the West was on the verge of destruction. Even with the blessing of heaven, it could only save its remains.

Not to mention that there are still various explosion residues in the west now. One of the most harmful explosion residues is called the Nine-Nine Dispersion Soul Storm. Any living creature that is blown by a Nine-Nine Dispersion Soul Divine Wind will have its soul scattered, and even the earth's spiritual energy will not escape the fate of dissipation.

The reason why he and Jie Yin wanted to get the red gourd so desperately was because the gourd could naturally accommodate countless souls and turn them into magic sand. The Jiujiu Sanpo Divine Wind was also among the souls.

They didn't want any of the six gourds but the red gourd. The reason why Zhunti said that he wanted to pack up all the gourd vines was just to cover up his tracks.

In order to achieve his goal, he was afraid of being maliciously obstructed by others. At least he was sure that Hengming would definitely obstruct him.

It's a pity that the gourd was taken away by Hongyun. No matter how cunning he was, he couldn't escape his fate.

Thinking of destiny, Zhunti suddenly sent a voice message to Jie Yin: "Brother, do you think that Heng Ming manipulated fate so that we can't get the red gourd? Is that why Lei Ze would rather harm others and not benefit himself than to stop us?"

Jie Yin frowned after hearing this, but shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. The gourd vine itself is a top-grade innate spiritual root, not to mention that it has bred six top-grade innate spiritual treasures. Although fate is strong, Heng Ming does not completely control fate. With his current cultivation, he cannot affect the top-grade innate spiritual root. However, it may be true that he affects Lei Ze. After all, Lei Ze's cultivation is only at the early stage of Daluo Jinxian."

But now everything has become a foregone conclusion, and they can only sigh helplessly.

Zhunti said sadly: "Since we can't use the red gourd to eliminate the soul-scattering divine wind, then we have to think of other ways. Otherwise, as long as the divine wind is not eliminated, we will not be able to restore the earth veins."

Jie Yin smiled mysteriously at this time: "Who said we can't use that red gourd to eliminate the soul-scattering divine wind? As long as we are willing to spend the money and benefit others and ourselves, who would refuse it?"

Zhunti's heart moved, and then the two of them immediately turned into light and escaped to discuss specific matters.

When Hengming saw that the two men left so quickly, he couldn't help but use the magical powers he had prepared long ago.

He really had no way to influence the gourd vine, but Lei Ze would rather harm others and not benefit himself, and even risk offending the two of them to stop them from getting the treasure. It was indeed him who influenced them.

"Instead of forcibly changing someone's personality, it's better to go along with them and look for opportunities to slowly change their behavior. This can save some time and mana. It's really hard to force a cow to drink water if it doesn't want to."

Hengming tossed the white gourd in his hand, smiled contemptuously at Dijun Taiyi, and took him away casually.

No wonder Di Jun refined the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife into a killing magic treasure after harvesting the gourd from Mount Buzhou. Even Heng Ming, after sensing the terrifying murderous aura in the white gourd, felt that if he did not refine it into a killing magic treasure, it would be a waste of its natural murderous nature.

However, due to the nature of this gourd, even if Heng Ming refined it into a Flying Knife that could slay the Immortal, it would at best be a top-grade innate spiritual treasure that could be used to kill the Golden Immortal. But if he wanted to improve it further, that would be difficult.

But the four leaves of the banana fan can be combined to become the top-grade innate spiritual treasure Four Symbols Creation Fan, let alone this gourd.

"If my beast plan can succeed, maybe I can use it to obtain a top-grade innate killing spiritual treasure, which is not weaker than the Yuan Tu Abi of the Styx."

Hengming thought to himself.

Nuwa suggested: "Daoist friend Hengming, why don't you come with me to Fengqi Mountain as my guest? I am in charge of the Creation Furnace and have a lot of experience in refining. Daoist friend, you can use my Creation Furnace to forge this gourd."

Heng Ming smiled and said, "Since Daoist Nuwa has so kindly invited me to decline, I will respectfully obey your order."

The two of them also turned into light and left, leaving only the demon gods here.

But when he was leaving, Hengming reached out and took away a large piece of soil that gave birth to the gourd vine, along with the dead vine. The strong breath of fate obscured some treasures that should have shined brightly. The whole process was silent and hardly alarmed anyone.

"Humph!"

Di Jun snorted coldly and stared at Heng Ming's departing back. For some reason, he always had a feeling of loss in his heart, as if the white gourd was of great use to him.

But this Hengming belonged to the Pixiu. He was the only one who ate it and never took it out. Di Jun could only sigh helplessly.

Kunpeng, who was standing by, saw that everything was gone, even the dead vine had been taken away by Hengming. He was about to flap his wings and fly away, but was suddenly stopped by Dijun.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, please stay for a while." Di Jun quickly adjusted his mood, took a few steps forward with a smile on his face and said, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, why don't you go to the Sun Star with me for a gathering? As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Although I blocked Fellow Daoist Kunpeng's seat before, I have helped Fellow Daoist Kunpeng a lot today. It's fair now. How about we make peace and reconcile?"

Kunpeng hesitated a little, but finally nodded and agreed to go to the Sun Star with the demon clan.

Fengqi Mountain.

Hengming and Nuwa sat in a pavilion on the top of Fengqi Mountain, looking at the picturesque scenery of Fengqi Mountain. Hengming said with emotion: "Thinking back to the first day I met Daoist friend Nuwa, we joined forces to fight against those ancient witches. Now, many years have passed, and you and I have achieved Daluo Jinxian. It is true that things in the world are unpredictable and life is full of changes."

Nuwa also had a lot of emotions. The reason why she invited Hengming to the mountain to discuss Taoism was just an unintentional act. She didn't expect that it would help her a lot in the end.

If Hengming had not joined forces with her to fight the enemy, even if she would not have been captured by the three ancient witches that day, she would have lost a lot of face and had to escape in embarrassment. But she would not have been able to save Fengqi Mountain, as it would have been occupied by the witch clan and ended up in a mess.

The Qingluan girl came forward with a few plates of spiritual fruits, placed them in front of them, bowed, and stepped aside.

Heng Ming asked, "I wonder if those witch ancestors have come to harass fellow Taoists again? I haven't heard from the witch tribe for many years, so I wonder how they are doing these days."

Nuwa shook her head and said, "After I returned to Fengqi Mountain, I heard that the Wu Clan no longer went around capturing great gods. It can be seen that the Wu Clan's actions have aroused public anger and they dare not be so arrogant anymore. In the past few years, there has been no trouble.

I don't stop them from expanding, and they don't come to Fengqi Mountain to show off, but six of the Twelve Ancestral Witches have already achieved Daluo, and it's only a matter of time before the remaining ones do. If all the Twelve Ancestral Witches really become Daluo Jinxian, and the twelve Daluo Jinxians join forces, their strength will be truly terrifying."

Hengming also felt deeply about this. The most precious thing for the witch clan was not luck, merit or great witches, but these twelve ancestor witches.

Every ancestor witch is a top-level innate sacred being. Even if they have never heard Hongjun’s preaching, the effect is quite good when brothers and sisters share their own insights into the Tao with each other.

Heng Ming was able to become a Daluo Jinxian thanks to the cleansing of the three different great laws of the Three Purities, which allowed him to break through the last step, let alone the twelve different great laws.

The most terrifying thing is that the Twelve Ancestral Witches trust each other 100% and even have the courage to sacrifice their lives for each other. This is what makes all the great gods terrified.

Not to mention fellow Taoists like Hengming Nuwa, even for brothers like the Three Pure Ones, Hengming doubted whether they had the courage to sacrifice for each other.

Others may have, but the witch clan definitely has. The stupid ones are afraid of the aggressive ones, and the aggressive ones are afraid of the desperate ones. No one wants to sacrifice his life for the Twelve Ancestral Witches. If the Twelve Ancestral Witches had not behaved too excessively, I'm afraid they could really be rampant in the prehistoric world.

The two of them talked to each other about the major events that happened nearby, and then the topic turned to discussing the Tao.

However, they have already achieved the status of Golden Immortal at this time, and will no longer be completely immersed in the understanding of the Great Dao as before. They can discuss the Dao while talking.

Just as the two of them were talking about something funny and laughing, a voice as gentle as jade came out: "What funny thing are you talking about, little sister? Why don't you tell me about it?"

Nuwa looked normal, and just introduced to Hengming: "This is my brother Fuxi. I think fellow Taoist Hengming has seen him before."

Heng Ming smiled and said, "Of course I have seen it before. I also took a magic treasure from Taoist Fuxi. I still remember it clearly."

Nuwa was stunned after hearing this, not understanding what this meant. Hengming then told Nuwa what happened in the chaos.

After hearing this, Nuwa couldn't help but blush and felt deeply uncomfortable. It was Taiyi who took the initiative, and in the end Fuxi had to apologize. Although Hengming didn't say anything, she knew very well that Hengming did it entirely for her face, otherwise he would have killed all the monsters and would not have spared their lives.

A handsome Taoist came slowly, his temperament was like jade and gentle as water, he smiled at the two of them and said, "It's been a long time since we last met, little sister, and I'm glad to meet you, Taoist Hengming."

Heng Ming sat on the jade stool without moving, and said calmly: "Hello, Taoist Fuxi. I just saw him in Zixiao Palace not long ago. How can you say it's been a long time since we last met? Or maybe Taoist Fuxi prefers to live in the Sun God Palace instead of Fengqi Mountain?"

Fuxi kept smiling, but shook his head and laughed. He casually took out a jade stool and sat down next to the two of them.

Nuwa was secretly annoyed that Fuxi loved to be the first to speak out, which made her embarrassed in front of her fellow Taoists. However, she could not say anything to Fuxi because Hengming was around, so she could only put on a cold face and not talk to him. Hengming was not very fond of Fuxi in the first place, so he was naturally happy to be alone.

While discussing the great Dao with Nuwa, he took a few Yin-Yang fruits and felt very comfortable.

　Once inspiration bursts out, it can't be stopped

　　
　
(End of this chapter)