Hong Huang: Me, Styx, Never Rush To The Street!

Chapter 213 Fuxi’s Reincarnation

Stygian explained casually, “She is the blood-winged black mosquito of the beast of the sacred beast, controlling space and swallowing the two laws. The locking of the space law can make the ancestral witch true spirit stagnate between the heaven and the earth, and the swallowing law is It can extract its true spirit from the heavens and the earth. Since it can be extracted, it will not be difficult to reconsolidate it.”

Xuechi grinned and said, “If it weren’t for the master’s arrangement, Xuechi would not know the space and the law of swallowing is so powerful.”

“How could this be so?”

Hearing this, several people in Houtu were stunned.

At the same time, they also noticed something wrong:

“Why not have the breath of Dijiang Dage and Zhu Jiuyin? And that Da Yi…”

There are a total of seven groups of Ancestral Witch True Spirits floating in front of them.

As for the ancestor witch, including the later Dayi, there are a total of thirteen. Excluding the surviving Houtu and others, there should be ten!

What is missing is Nadijiang, Zhujiuyin, and Dayi.

Hearing this, Styx sighed slightly:

“Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin joined forces to evolve the Kingdom of Time and Space, and its true spirit is also swept away by the Kingdom of Time and Space, and is missing. Unless you can find that piece of Kingdom of God in thousands of spaces, there is a chance.”

Hearing this, all the people in Houtu showed sadness and addict.

Even though the master is heaven-defying, this is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

What’s more, who can guarantee whether the true spirits of the two ancestral witches have completely dissipated.

“And Da Yi…”

Styghe paused slightly, “Pangu’s mighty strength is hard to carry, and its true spirit has been completely annihilated with the body!”

Hearing this, everyone in Houtu was also sighing for a while.

The ancestor Wu Dayi is a brother to them, while Kuafu and Houyi are even more cordial younger generations.

“The Witch Clan will always remember the glory of Dayi!” Xuan Ming took a deep breath.

If it weren’t for the ancestral witch Dayi who carried Pangu’s mighty power, how could their witch clan rise up against that Emperor Jun’s witch-killing sword and the blood-inverse universe star battle array?

“The true spirit of the ancestral witch is in this netherworld, protected by the tunnel, and will no longer be disintegrated. From now on, they will have two ways to go. Restoration does no harm except being unable to leave the underworld and not having a physical body.”

“The other one is reincarnation.”

Styx looked at the true spirits of these ancestor witches, whispering.

No matter what, the true spirits of these ancestral witches are currently settled in the underground palace.

Subsequently, Styx summoned Fuxi.

Fuxi is the pinnacle of the quasi-sage Realm, one of the best powers in the prehistoric world, and he has also refined the grandiose purple qi.

However, for thousands of years, he has stopped at Cultivation Base and has no relationship with Sage Realm.

“Fuxi, I know that you have a sincere heart for sanctification, but the chance is not yet fulfilled. After all, you will not be sanctified. Now I am showing the way for you, but how to choose is up to you.”

When Fuxi heard the words, his face was excited and cheerful: “Everything is subject to Master’s arrangement!”

Styx nodded slightly and said:

“Now the human race is full of luck, just like sunrise in the east, flourishing. If you can give up a Cultivation Base and reincarnating the human race, you will surely have amazing deeds. It’s not a bad idea to become a saint in the future!”

Hearing this, the descendants around them all moved their eyes and held their breath slightly.

It is not easy to gain the Tao and practice. Even if Fuxi is extraordinary, it is of the same origin as Nuwa Sage, and it has been practiced for an unknown number of years, before he can achieve the achievements of the quasi-sage power. He said so easily.

Sure enough, Fuxi heard that he was going to give up a Cultivation Base, and hesitation flashed across his face.

“The reincarnated human race has to taste the suffering of the world, Fuxi, can you figure it out clearly?”

Styx looked at Fuxi and said with a smile.

Fuxi glanced at the Styx, but she was stunned, gritted her teeth and said, “How can a disciple dare to fail Master’s painstaking efforts, and ask Master to fulfill it!”

“good!”

Styx was not surprised by Fuxi’s decision.

In the old days of the Lich War, Fuxi knew that if he was a little careless, he would be trapped in the robbery, and he was determined to go.

It is not only his friendship with the Karma of the Witch Clan, but also to eliminate Heart’s Demon, so that the road will be smooth in the future.

In order to achieve Sage, even life and death can be ignored. What’s the point of leaving this Cultivation Base behind?

“Fuxi, now I am a Cultivation Base as a teacher, so that you can be reincarnated as an adult!”

As he said, Styx’s eyes condensed, and he stretched out his hand to catch Fuxi.

Fuxi didn’t resist at all, but felt that his own Cultivation Base was pouring out like an open gate.

Not long after, Fuxi Cultivation Base kept falling, and in the end it actually showed the original shape of a human head and a snake body.

At this point, Fuxi has completely returned to the state where he was just born.

“Give soup!”

Styx gave an order, and Granny Meng on the Bridge of Helplessness was already ready to deliver Wanghuntang to Fuxi.

Seeing this scene, the ghosts and ghosts nearby couldn’t help but nod their heads in respect.

Now Styx is the real master of the Netherworld, but he did not favor favoritism. Fuxi, as a proud disciple, had to accept the rule that he had to drink Wanghuntang before reincarnation.

Fuxi bowed to Styx, offered all the Magic Treasures on her body, and then took the Wanghuntang and drank it.

After the soup, Fuxi’s eyes became ignorant from Qingming.

Seeing this, Styx’s heart moved, and three flowers appeared on the top, which echoed the involvement of Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation, where the foundation of the underworld is located, slowly rotates, revealing its infinite mystery, opening a pathway for Fuxi and guiding Fuxi forward.

Fuxi stepped forward slowly until he disappeared in Six Paths of Reincarnation like other ghosts.

“good.”

Seeing Fuxi plunge into Samsara’s reincarnation, Styx nodded happily.

At this time, Styx sensed the slight tremor of Calabash, which was the red cloud Hun and Po restless.

Styx stretched out his hand to caress Calabash, and said with a smile: “My ancestor has made his own arrangements, Hong Yun, please stay calm and restless.”

After speaking, Calabash calmed down.

Fuxi is the top power of the prehistoric, and now he is reincarnated and reborn, some powers in the prehistoric are more or less sensitive.

In the Heavenly Dao space, Dao Zu Hongjun’s figure appeared, pinching fingers to deduct one or two, but slightly squinting his eyes:

“I’m so willing to let Fuxi this quasi-sage reincarnated adult, fellow daoist Styx, what are your plans…”

After all, Fuxi whispered in his mouth, but he struck out a decree and went straight to Kunlun.

The original Tianzun received the decree, and after a movement of his gaze, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was confident in his heart.

After arranging for Fuxi to join Samsara, Styx went straight to the Buzhou Mountain site.

In the past Donghuang Taiyi hit the Tianzhu with his body, and the first Lingshan Mountain in the wild, Bu Zhoushan, has been destroyed in one fell swoop.

The place where Spiritual Qi was originally abundant is now raging with water, wind and fire, full of violent chaos aura.

The witches who once entangled here had to leave, and no other creatures set foot.

However, Styx was strolling in the courtyard, letting the earth, water, wind, fire, and violent chaos flow all over, walking towards the depths of the ruins that had become a ruin.

Not long afterwards, Styx stood still, looking at the mess of rocks in front of him, and stretched out his hand.

Like a hill, a huge boulder that weighs a lot is avoided by itself, and a gate full of primitive simplicity and mysticism appears in front of you. It is the gate of the Pangu Great Hall!