Chapter 72: The way of the flesh, the enlightenment of Hou Tu.

"Chen Qing, you just said that you want to cultivate your body, but I can explain to you how to cultivate it."

Chen Qing was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Thank you, Zuwu Hou Tu. Zuwu, please rest assured. What you said is true. I will not let you down."

Let's talk about it. After thinking for a while, he thought that Hou Tu opened up the underworld and it was possible that she would really incarnate and establish reincarnation, so he said a few more words.

"Hou Tu Zu Wu, is it possible for the Heavenly Dao to explore this place?"

After hearing this, Hou Tu looked at Chen Qing in surprise, then shook her head.

"This is where I live. There are rare treasures that block the way of heaven, and even saints cannot explore it."

Chen Qing breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"Hou Tu Zu Wu, on this trip, you may be like Pangu the Great God, and transform into other substances. Do you still want to go?"

Hou Tu listened to this with a look of determination on her face.

"Father God chose me. As his descendant, how can I not go?"

Chen Qing knew this would be the outcome and sighed helplessly.

"In this case, the ancestor witch Hou Tu will leave a few drops of blood here so that the descendants of the witch clan can use it to break through the ancestor witch realm."

"You must know that none of the twelve divine demons of the Wu clan can be missing."

Hou Tu listened to this and a thoughtful look appeared on her face.

"Chen Qing, you are right, but I was negligent."

Then, he took out a bottle, forced nine drops of blood from his body into the bottle, covered the bottle mouth, and placed it in a box.

"Chen Qing, thank you for your reminder, otherwise I would have made a big mistake and become a sinner of the Wu Clan."

"Now that I have nothing to do, I will explain to you the way of physical cultivation."

Chen Qing listened to this and looked at Hou Tu who was excited, but he had other thoughts in his heart.

His idea was simple: if the witch tribe was defeated too early, how could he survive and develop? After the witch tribe was defeated, there would be the catastrophe of the Conferred God.

Now, he still needs the two races of lich and wizard to continue fighting each other, and he needs to continue to strengthen himself.

Now, his strength is still a little weak. In the late stage of Conferred God, all saints had to give up. With his current strength, he is just an ant in front of the saints.

Kong Xuan is so awesome! He is the first peacock in the world. His five elements divine light can shine on everything. But in the end, he was still saved by Zhunti.

What he wanted to do now was to make the strength of the two races of lich and wizard equal, so as to buy himself time and improve his cultivation.

The witch clan, with these nine drops of blood essence of the ancestor witch Hou Tu, can break through to the ancestor witch level as long as they find a top witch who practices the law of earth.

Chen Qing looked towards Hou Tu with a smile on his face, thinking in his heart that his plan should not go wrong.

Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, looked at the smile on Chen Qing's face and immediately started laughing as well.

"Chen Qing, my people are born with strong bodies, and we also have a unique understanding of the way of the body. I will explain to you the way of physical body cultivation and some of my insights."

Chen Qing was overjoyed when he heard this.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble Hou Tu Zu Wu to explain it to you."

Hou Tu smiled and then began to explain.

"The first priority in physical training is to refine oneself, starting from the skin, flesh, tendons, bones, blood, and internal organs until the body is indestructible, and to constantly strengthen oneself."

[Because you listened to the teachings of the ancestor witch, you have a deeper understanding of the cultivation of the physical body! ]

Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, lectured for a hundred years. During this hundred years, Chen Qing, based on what Hou Tu said and verified the Dragon Elephant Prison Sutra he created, gained new understanding of the way of physical cultivation.

If he were not in the Wu tribe now, he would have already started practicing.

"Thank you for your explanation, Hou Tu Zu Wu. During these hundred years, I have gained a new understanding of physical cultivation."

Hou Tu looked at Chen Qing with a smile on her face.

"Chen Qing, now that everything is done, isn't it time to take me out to answer your questions?"

Chen Qing showed a little embarrassment when he heard this.

"Hou Tu Zu Wu, have you arranged the affairs of the tribe?"

Hou Tu listened to this and nodded.

"The affairs of my tribe have been arranged. When I am not here, there will be someone to manage it."

Chen Qing listened to this and nodded.

"Hou Tu Zu Wu, then I will travel this vast land with Zu Wu."

"During your journey, I will give you some pointers and help you, Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches." Hou Tian listened to this and walked forward.

Chen Qing also followed him out, and the two of them walked on the primitive land.

Chen Qing was very excited at this moment, because great merit was about to befall him.

Underworld, this is a great merit. If you handle it properly and get this great merit, you really won’t have to worry too much when traveling in the wilderness in the future.

Moreover, good deeds can also strengthen one's own luck.

Heaven has a special favor for those who have made great contributions.

People with great merit are those who have made contributions to heaven and earth, and heaven will naturally favor them.

This merit is like a panacea. It can be used to refine weapons, refine the body, and suppress luck. If the merit is sufficient, one can achieve the status of a saint, or break through the Hunyuan.

Although his method of cultivation does not require it, he will not despise merits.

Chen Qing looked at Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, walking in front of him, with desire in his eyes.

This is a great merit of walking, and he must grasp it.

If we lose this great merit, we will only have the merit of the decisive battle between the Lich and the sky repairing.

However, the merit of repairing the sky may not have much to do with him, as his cultivation is not enough.

Behind them are the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race, but these Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are divided among the three religions.

If he wanted to gain it, it would be difficult.

Now, with this great merit from the underworld, there is no reason to let it go.

Chen Qing and Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, set out on a journey together, traveling across the ancient world, a journey that lasted for a thousand years.

"Chen Qing, you said, when the creatures in this prehistoric world fight each other, where will their true spirits go after they die?"

Chen Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief after listening to the question from Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches. This question really hit the nail on the head.

This is worth his efforts over the past thousand years.

"Hou Tu Zu Wu, tell me, when these creatures die in a fight, where should their true spirits go?"

A thoughtful look appeared on Houtian's face. He looked into the distance and continued walking forward with confusion.

Seeing this, Chen Qing looked in the direction and continued to follow.

The two walked for hundreds of years and unknowingly came to a land covered in blood.

A sea formed by blood appeared in the eyes of the two.

Within the sea, there are countless souls of the ancient dead, struggling there.

Chen Qing looked at the sea of ​​blood and knew that this was the famous dangerous place in the prehistoric world, the Sea of ​​Blood.

In the sea of ​​blood, there is a person with great supernatural powers, named Styx Ancestor.

He watched the saint Nuwa create humans, and then he created the Asura clan based on Nuwa's method of creation.

The strength of the old man of the Styx is unfathomable, and he is a famous person with great supernatural powers.

"Chen Qing, don't you think these dead souls are pitiful? Even after death, they have to suffer here."

Chen Qing listened to this, looked at Hou Tu and said something.

"Yes, they are so pitiful. It would be great if they could have a shelter."

"It would be even better if we could allow these dead souls to be reincarnated."

Hou Tu was stunned when she heard what Chen Qing said.

"A place of refuge, where the dead are reincarnated."

These two sentences were repeated over and over again.

This repetition lasted for a hundred years.

A hundred years later, Hou Tu stood up with a light flashing in her eyes.

"I see. I understand. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen Qing, for reminding me."

"I already know what my doubts are."

"Father God Pangu created the world, but it lacked a place for the dead to reincarnate."

"Since it's missing, I'll make up for it."

"I, Hou Tu of the Wu Clan, as a descendant of Father God's bloodline, should make up for this deficiency for Father God."

(End of this chapter)