Hong Huang: Patriarch Styx, please bleed into the sea

Chapter 88
Styx had no choice but to flick his fingers, and suddenly the time and space around him stopped.

"Fellow."

Ming He said: "Now that the witch clan has declined, but it has not completely perished, why do you give up on yourself like this?"

Po Meng in front of her remained unmoved.

Minghe had no choice but to take out a drop of blood, that drop of Pan Gu's blood essence.

Seeing this drop of Pan Gu's blood essence, Meng Po finally reacted and looked up at Styx.

Then he lowered his head again.

Ming He was completely speechless, and said, "Aren't you even interested in this?"

"Don't you want to know how I got here?"

"Also, I think you know better than me the usefulness of this drop of blood?"

Meng Po said dumbly: "Even if I can get out of the nether world, what can I do?"

Ming He sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist wanted to reincarnate in the first place, and I also spoke out to dissuade you, so that you should be careful."

"However, Fellow Daoist insists on going his own way, and now, Fellow Daoist feels regretful, isn't it ridiculous?"

Granny Meng said nothing.

Minghe thought for a while, withdrew Pangu's blood essence, turned around and said, "Since Fellow Daoist wants to indulge in regret and refuse to face the truth, then Minghe will leave!"

After all, Styx's figure had disappeared, and after Styx's figure disappeared, the surrounding static time and space suddenly recovered.

Seeing the ghosts of the dead coming one by one, Meng Po was a little lost, but she soon regained her numbness.

Continue to scoop up the Mengpo soup and pass it to the souls of the dead one by one. After these souls drink it, they forget the memory of the previous life, and then walk forward and enter the reincarnation.

But at this time, not long after Styx left, a figure appeared on the bridge again.

This person is Fengdu.

Feng Du came in front of Po Meng, looked at Po Meng, hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, actually what Tianzun said is right, there is no need to indulge in the past."

"I know what your empress thinks about the death of the Eleventh Ancestral Witch, but I don't know if your empress has thought about it?"

"Although the true spirit dissipates after the ancestral witch dies and does not enter reincarnation, this does not mean that the ancestral witches are truly irretrievable."

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about reuniting the true spirits for the ancestral witches?"

"Boom!"

Just as Feng Du finished the last sentence, suddenly, the sky in the Netherworld became dark.

Incomparably pitch black, thunderbolts struck down in the air, and the scene was terrifying.

This is not the induction of the prehistoric world, but the manifestation of the rules of the Netherworld.

It is a scene caused by the emotional changes of Houtu.

Meng Po, who was in front of Fengdu, suddenly had vivid eyes, no longer numb.

but excited.

In other words, at this time, it was no longer Po Meng, but Houtu.

"Reuniting the true spirit?" Houtu murmured in a low voice, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Is this really possible?"

Houtu raised his head and stared at Fengdu.

"It's possible." Feng Du nodded.

Houtu looked Fengdu seriously again, and suddenly gave Fengdu a half-respect.

Feng Du hurriedly returned the gift.

Hou Tu solemnly said: "Whether this method is feasible or not, I have to thank fellow Taoists."

Feng Du smiled and didn't say anything.

With a flash of figure, Feng has already left.

Hou Tu watched Feng Du leave, and she seemed to see something thoughtfully in her eyes.

But he didn't say it.

At this time, Houtu's figure flickered, and a stream of light flew out of her body, and when it landed, she turned into a woman in palace attire.

But it is the appearance of the original back soil.

The figure of the woman in the palace dress moved, and she went to the Nether Blood Sea, to meet the Styx River.

But at the same place, it was still that old lady Meng, who continued to scoop up the soup spoon by spoon, and fed it to the passing souls.

Nether Blood Sea, in the Blood God Palace, Houtu saw Styx.

Ming He invited her to sit down, entertained her with tea, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, you have untie your knots, and your Taoism has reached a higher level."

Styx could feel how powerful Houtu was at this time, even if she came to the sea of ​​blood now, it was equivalent to leaving the Netherworld.

But it still has incomparably powerful strength.No worse than the saints.

After all, the saints, speaking of it, are not the real Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

You need to borrow the power of heaven to be Hunyuan.Before borrowing the power of heaven, the saints were not much stronger than Houtu.

Houtu can also borrow the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!What Houtu lacks is only the lack of a physical body.

This body is not an ordinary body, but the body of the ancestor witch.

But this point, here in Styx, can be easily resolved.

Styx took out the drop of Pangu's blood essence again, and floated in front of Houtu.

Hou Tu looked at the drop of Pan Gu's blood essence, his expression moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "Just now, Fellow Daoist took it out in the Netherworld, I have already seen it, it is fake."

"It is indeed fake."

Ming He smiled and said: "But this is true. I would like to give this drop of blood to fellow Taoists."

Houtu nodded, and said solemnly: "I really need this drop of blood essence, so I thank fellow Taoist."

"From now on, if fellow Taoists are sent, Houtu will do his best to reciprocate."

Ming He shook his head, and said: "Why are you talking about this? Fellow Taoists need to know that you and I are all Hunyuan. In this world, it is already a great fortune to be able to prove the Tao."

"It's just that I'm waiting to prove the Dao, but it's still not the time to sit back and relax. Do fellow Daoists know that well?"

Styx looked at Houtu.

Hou Tu put away Pangu's blood essence, his face changed slightly when he heard the words, and said: "Fellow Daoist once killed the six sages in a row, and caused the six sages to be bloody and chaotic, and they all fell. Could it be that this world can't let you feel free?"

Styx looked at Houtu and said nothing.

Houtu could only sigh, and said, "Fellow Daoist seems to be very wary of Dao Patriarch?"

"Fellow Daoist is also an innate demon god. Although I didn't go to all three lectures in Zixiao Palace, I also went to the first lecture. It's just that I didn't meet fellow Daoist at that time."

"Thinking about the second and third sermons after coming here, fellow Taoists didn't go either?"

Ming He smiled, noncommittal, and said, "Then why don't you think I'm going?"

Hou Tu was silent for a while, and then said: "He fits the Dao with his body, and he said that he wants to fill the gaps in the Dao of Heaven and make the Dao of Heaven perfect. His words and deeds sound very kind and loving."

"However, I have thought about it many times, but I feel that such a selfless and loving person really exists?"

Houtu also looked at Styx.

Minghe smiled, and said: "That's right. Even a fellow Taoist, what a merit, what a great love, if you sacrifice your life to reincarnate, but a fellow Taoist also falls into remorse and self-blame."

"Even if he is the Taoist ancestor, how can he be truly selfless? I am indeed afraid of him and doubt him, and over the years, I have learned more and more about him, which further verifies this point."

"Fellow Daoist, look at this lich's decline, whose family is the new Heavenly Emperor?" Minghe said to Houtu.

Houtu's face changed slightly, and he said, "It's the boy under His seat."

"Who are all the saints?" Styx asked again.

"They are all his disciples."

"Seven paths of majestic purple energy, but only his disciples are sanctified, while Hongyun is killed and fallen, so God's will, is it really just?" Styx sneered.

"What do fellow Taoists want to do?" Houtu asked.

"I don't want to do anything."

Styx shook his head, and said: "Now He is strong, but we are weak and cannot compete."

"I can only continue to strengthen myself, make myself stronger, wait for the future, and then fight against it!"

"At that time, let's talk about the outcome, let's talk about the superiority!"

After hearing the words, Hou Tu nodded, but he also knew Ming He's character, this person has always been good at forbearance.

Before his preaching, he had always been unknown, not only did he not go to Zixiao Palace to give lectures three times.

Moreover, he didn't have the slightest reputation in the prehistoric world, so that when Styx proved his way, all the great powers knew almost nothing about him and were very strange to him.

(End of this chapter)