Chapter 161 Zhen Yuanzi became a saint and the method of resurrecting the ancestral witch

Since the agreement is void, it doesn't matter if Zhen Yuanzi chooses to become a saint.

Styx had no intention of interfering.

"Choose to become a saint and use the way of heaven to achieve your own way. This is indeed a way."

Styx said to himself: "The road is difficult, and it is no longer easy to prove it. As for how to go down, everyone will have their own choice."

"It's true that I shouldn't interfere."

Styx's mentality is very indifferent. He is not the Emperor of Heaven or the Emperor of Humans.

In this ancient world, there is no need to exercise hegemony.

As long as you have a quiet corner and a place where you can practice Taoism quietly, that's enough.

As for the rest, let others figure it out.

"System, I choose two." Styx muttered silently in his heart and said to the system.

As Styx made his choice, the system's rewards were soon distributed.

Devour the source.

The corresponding one is the way of devouring.

After tens of thousands of years of refining, Styx has almost refined the origin of Taisu.

The swallowing source came at the right time. Styx opened his mouth and sucked in, swallowing the swallowing source.

Refined together with the remaining Taisu origin.

With one mind and two purposes, we can comprehend the Tao of Taisu and the Tao of Devouring together.

The Tao of Tai Su is one of the Five Innate Tais, it is broad and profound, but the Tao of Devouring is not necessarily worse than the Tao of Tai Su.

The way of swallowing, if practiced to the extreme, will be very terrifying, swallowing the sky and the earth, crushing everything, and being unstoppable.

And at the same time that the Styx River was refining the origin of the avenue, in the outside world, Zhen Yuanzi finally accepted the invitation of Tiandao.

He refined the Hongmeng Purple Qi given to him by the Heavenly Dao. In a short time, as the Hongmeng Purple Qi was refined, Zhen Yuanzi's soul rested on the Heavenly Dao.

Zhen Yuanzi became a saint.

There is another saint in heaven and earth. The seventh saint.

Suddenly, the three realms of the prehistoric world were very lively, and countless visions bloomed to celebrate the birth of this new saint.

At the same time, Heavenly Dao conferred the title of Zhen Yuanzi and made him the lord of the earth, taking charge of the ancient land.

This seems similar to the Wu Clan of the past, but it is actually different.

Zhen Yuanzi's master of the earth is to manage the ancient land, maintain the ancient land, sort out the spiritual veins of the earth, and make the ancient land prosperous.

But in the past, the Witch Clan was in charge of the ancient land, but it was a kind of hegemony, and they wanted to compete with the Monster Clan for hegemony.

When the Wu clan was in charge of the ancient land, instead of maintaining it, they frequently destroyed it.

At the same time, all living beings living in the primitive land, especially the demon clan, will be persecuted by the witch clan.

The Wu Clan is the overlord of the ancient world, and no creature can disobey its majesty.

Zhen Yuanzi became a saint of heaven.

The impact of this incident on Honghuang was very great.

The underworld.

Hou Tu was also looking up at the Earthly Immortal Realm, his eyes slightly complicated.

At this time, a figure appeared next to Hou Tu, but it was Fengdu.

Fengdu said to Houtu: "Does my Taoist friend also want to become a saint of heaven?"

Hou Tu looked away, shook his head and said, "That's not true."

"I'm waiting in the Netherworld. Although it is said to be one of the three realms, it is actually almost semi-independent."

"Heaven doesn't care, let us take care of ourselves. We are free and easy here, but it is much better than becoming a saint."

"I just saw that Zhen Yuanzi became the Lord of the Earth, and I couldn't help but recall the past."

Fengdu nodded and suddenly smiled: "I have found a way to reunite the ancestral witches with their true spirits."

"Fellow Taoist, today's prehistoric world is different from the past. Maybe it's time to let the ancestral witches return."

When Hou Tu heard this, he was immediately shocked.

She naturally knows Fengdu's identity. This is no longer a secret in the eyes of the ancients, especially the saints, and her.

Fengdu is the River Styx.

Therefore, she was shocked by Fengdu's words.

Since Fengdu said this, it would not be a lie to her, but the truth.

"Let the brothers return?" Hou Tu's voice even trembled, and he was extremely surprised.

"Um."

Fengdu nodded and said: "During the calamity, the true spirits of the ancestral witches were shattered and fell."

"Logically speaking, the true spirit is the foundation of life. If the true spirit is broken, it can no longer be resurrected."

"Because the true spirit cannot last forever in the world and will gradually dissipate. Once the true spirit dissipates, there will be no way to recover."

Hou Tu nodded, she had been studying this matter for a long time.

Knowing the importance of the true spirit, it is indeed as Fengdu said, if the true spirit is scattered, it is really dead.

The ancestral witches have no souls, and the true spirit is combined with the physical body. When they fall, the true spirit is broken and dissipated.

Therefore, even though she studied for a long time, she still could not find a way to reunite the true spirit of the ancestral witch.

But now, Fengdu says that he has found a way?

Hou Tu looked at Fengdu with extremely eager and expectant eyes.

"Fellow Taoist, do you still remember the Nine Transformations of True Spirit created by you and me?" Fengdu said.

"Nine Transformations of True Spirit?"

Hou Tu was surprised.

Naturally, she remembered the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit, a technique that she and Feng Du worked together to develop.

It is a technique to reunite the true spirits of the ancestral witches and resurrect them.

But this technique has actually failed.

Because of the ultimate state of the nine transformations of the true spirit, it is impossible to transform into a true spirit.

Every living being has only one true spirit. The true spirit is the foundation. How can it be changed?

"The true spirit can change."

Fengdu smiled and said: "The final state of the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit, the transformation of the True Spirit, can also be realized."

"How to achieve it?" Hou Tu asked for advice.

Fengdu said: "The ancestor witch fell, his true spirit was shattered, his consciousness dissipated, it can be said that he completely disappeared between heaven and earth."

"It's almost irreversible."

"but!"

"It all depends on man."

"I used to think that the true spirit was the foundation of a living being, but now, I find that the true spirit is not the foundation, consciousness is."

"Anyone with consciousness is a living being!"

"The true spirits of the ancestral witches are broken, and the way of creation can be used to rebuild them."

"Of course, this requires a very profound way of creation."

"If the consciousness of the ancestral witches disappears, then their consciousness will be reunited."

"Rebuild the true spirit, reunite the consciousness!" Hou Tu was shocked when he heard Fengdu's words.

Fengdu's words seemed to open up a new world in her heart.

Such an idea is beyond imagination.

Who dares to think of using the way of creation to recreate the true spirit?

In the ancient world, the one who was best at the way of creation was Nuwa on the surface, but in fact, the one who had a profound understanding of the way of creation was Styx.

Even Styx is stronger than Nuwa in the way of creation.

This has already been proven in Wanshou Mountain.

Therefore, Hou Tu was not worried about finding someone who was proficient in the art of creation to try to recreate the true spirits for the ancestral witches.
To be continued...