Houtu has been worried since the Lich War. Although with the help of the soul, she has a clearer understanding of the secrets of the great way than before, and her cultivation level is vaguely beyond the rest of the ancestor witches. But this unreasonable thing is really puzzled. The Lich War has had a profound impact on Houtu, and Zhu Rong's death made her deeply sad. After Zhu Rong died, she turned into ashes. Without the soul, it was impossible to reborn even if she took over the body. She linked everything that happened to herself after obtaining the soul, thought about some questions carefully, and finally decided to go to the Zixiao Palace.

Houtu stood up and left the palace, turned around and looked at the vast land under the supervision of the witch clan. He sighed for no reason. The ill-fated witch clan might be even more disasters. This is not her random thoughts, but her soul became more harmonious with her and she had a glimpse of the secrets of the great way.

Houtu came to thirty-three days later and took a lot of effort to find the Zixiao Palace hidden in nothingness. Looking at the simple and elegant Zixiao Palace in front of him, Houtu was slightly moved. It was indeed the palace of the saint Hongjun. When he came here before, he had no soul and felt far less profound than this time. This time, the entire Zixiao Palace seemed to contain some kind of great truth. A building had such mystery, but Hongjun Daozu was really unfathomable.

Step by step, Houtu leisurely realized the weak laws that filled the entire Zixiao Palace, as if he had realized something.

"Empress Houtu, teacher is affectionate!" In front of Zixiao Palace, a child bowed and awakened Houtu who was indulging in enlightenment.

"Well, fellow Taoist, please invite me." Hongjun is indeed a great method, and perhaps the things he was trying to do this time will be much easier.

"Houtu attended Teacher Hongjun!" Houtu bowed respectfully.

"Yeah, I know your purpose. But..." Hongjun is such a good person and never tells you. If you say you want someone to be a good person, please wait until someone pretends to be enough of a grandson, then you will speak up. Isn't it a good opportunity? A saint, is he really inaction?

"Teacher is kind. In this Lich War, my witch tribe suffered heavy losses, and even Zhu Rong died of nothingness. But I can't bear it!" Houtu looked at Hongjun with a sad face, as if he wanted to know him with emotion and politeness. "Since Tu has the fate to get this soul, how can other ancestor witches be like Houtu?"

"Hey!" I don't know whether Hongjun sighed about what Houtu said or the way of heaven, but he said so many words, "There is no world in the world. Since Pangu's great magic pierced the chaos and nothingness, and after his body died, there will be heaven and earth. The essence and energy are transformed into witches. The soul has transformed into the three purities. How can Pangu's soul and you wait in the world?"

"Teacher, but Houtu has obtained the soul of the soul. Does my ancestor witch have to the soul of Pangu?"

"What you get is exactly the Pangu Yuanshen."

"Doesn't understand, Pangu's soul is gone in the world, so how can Houtu get it?"

"Once the green lotus arrives, there will be no witch in the back land." Hongjun sighed.

"How did the teacher know?" Hou Tu was shocked. "May, could it be..."

"Don't guess randomly, that soul is not given by me. You will know in the future."

"Since the teacher has such a great method, it is better to be kind and consider it for my witch clan."

"Oh, crazy, crazy. I have the opportunity in the future, so how can I force myself!" Hongjun stood up and said to the Taoist boy next to me: "You go and notify you to wait for your senior brothers and sisters, and you will say that there is a major event in Zixiao Palace."

"Hou Tu, please stay there too. You know some things so as not to be suspicious in the future." Hongjun sat cross-legged, but closed his eyes and ignored Hou Tu.

After a while, everyone arrived, about thirty people. Zhou Cheng came late. After seeing the ceremony with everyone, he sat in his seat and waited for Hongjun to announce the big event.

"Teacher, all the senior brothers and sisters have arrived." The boy kowtowed to Hongjun and replied.

"It's great. I'll have an opportunity to come here this time." Hongjun said with a expressionless face. "After creating the world, I will have the magical artifact of creation to achieve this Hongjun's great way. Under the heavenly way, I need to educate all living beings." Hongjun paused, "There should be seven holy positions under my door!"

"May I ask the teacher, who can enjoy these seven holy thrones?" Donghuang hit Kunpeng with an elbow, and Kunpeng immediately stood up and asked.

"Pangu has great merits to open up the heavens. The Three Pure Ones are transformed by Pangu's primordial spirit. Once the opportunity comes, you can enjoy their merits and become a saint. Although Zhunti has no innate merits, he is destined to establish a great sect and cultivate merits in the future, and he can become a saint." Hongjun pointed five in one breath and stopped talking. The rest of them were very anxious, and Donghuang stood up and looked up.

"Zhou Cheng can be a saint!" Everyone was shocked. This was too simple, right? What's the reason?

"Nuwa will have great merits in the future and can become a saint. But there are still some considerations." Hongjun looked at Nuwa, as if he had remembered what happened, and reminded him slightly.

"Dare you ask the teacher, can you point out the key to the disciples' saints?" Nuwa was also a little anxious. In addition to Zhou Cheng, the previous few people pointed out the key to the saints by Hongjun, but their great merits had to be done by themselves. Now that the question is, Nuwa really had no idea about the so-called great merits. And she was not very satisfied with what Hongjun said, "I will have it in the future." Who knows how many days this will be?

"The opportunity is not right, it is useless to say more." Hongjun was indeed stubborn. Zhou Cheng wanted to ask, but this time he didn't dare, for fear that he would get angry.

"Teacher is unfair, Donghuang is not convinced!" Everyone was shocked, but Donghuang came out and bent down to Hongjun and said.

"Disciple, disciple..." Houtu also stood up and called his disciple. The first time Hongjun preached, she had been here, so she was considered a registered disciple.

"The two lich tribes enjoyed the vast world and ruled for billions of years. Although Pangu had legacy, it was not enough to become a saint." Hongjun finally pointed out the key, regardless of Gu Donghuang's face.

"Disciple, but I am the emperor of Heaven, and I cannot enjoy it. Why did Zhou Cheng enjoy the throne?" Donghuang still had a fantasy and said that although Zhou Cheng was given the throne by Hongjun just now, he did not give a reason, and was very dissatisfied. This statement made Zhou Cheng sneer, and he still had to look forward to the sky. I can't, who can get it!!!

"I know in the future." Hongjun made up his mind to ignore Donghuang, and turned to the rest of the people, "Do you have any questions?"

"Teacher, how dare you ask if you have a holy position except your seat?" Zhou Cheng was very concerned about this question, so he asked directly.

Everyone was shocked. The question was asked well. Why didn't I expect it and looked at Zhou Cheng with gratitude.

"Under the way of heaven, there should be nine saints, and I will get eight, but I don't even know who or where I should be."

"Teacher, I have pity for billions of years of hard work, so I will give me the last holy position." Donghuang cried and began to perform. Everyone shook their heads when they saw it, but they also knelt down quickly and prayed in unison.

"Oh, okay, I'll give it to you!" Hongjun thought for a while, waved his hand and flew towards everyone. Except for the seven people he just ordered, the last one was obtained by the Hongyun.

When everyone saw Hongyun obtaining the Eighth Holy Position, they all showed cruel and greedy expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking about. When Zhen Yuanzi saw that things were a little tricky, he hurriedly pulled Hongyun out of Zixiao Palace and went down to the realm.

When Zhou Cheng saw Zhen Yuanzi leaving, he sighed in his heart, Hongyun, this time it is really a blessing, not a disaster, it is a disaster. Hongjun ordered his seven saint position, and he thought that others would not care about it, but Hongyun, but Hongjun had some conspiracy.

When everyone heard that the seven saints were all finished, and even the reserve saints had no place. They sighed together, but they had no choice but to sigh that they had a fight in vain. Although they felt unfair, they did not want to disobey like the Eastern Emperor.

Zhou Cheng left Zixiao Palace, but he was in a good mood. He finally got the throne of holy, but in the future he only needed to find opportunities to prove the truth. However, some of the families were happy and some were sad, and there was a good show.

"Fourth Senior Brother, walk slowly, my little sister has something to say!" Nuwa saw everyone leaving, quickly stepped up to stop Zhou Cheng and asked in a low voice!

"The fourth senior brother is in a hurry. Could it be that he has obtained the saint position and is eager to go back to comprehend?" Nuwa stared at Zhou Cheng and said firmly, "I had invited my senior brother to my Wa Palace before, but the fourth senior brother broke the appointment!"

"It's also a chore for me, and I have a rare time to have free time." Zhou Cheng didn't know where Nuwa was sick, so he just grabbed him and refused to let go.

"Senior brother hates Nuwa?"

"It's not a question." Zhou Cheng added to his heart: It's not a question of like.

"The little sister hopes that the fourth senior brother can go to my Imperial Palace when he has time and let me entertain you for a good time. The senior brother's palace is secret, but I don't know!" Nuwa took a step back and invited.

"Well, if I have time, I will go there." Zhou Cheng hurriedly responded because he was afraid that Nuwa would come to the door.

"That little sister is going first!"

Zhou Cheng no longer cared about what Nuwa had to do. He went straight back to the mountain, but he didn't feel relieved.

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Chapter completed!