Chapter 1378: This race is not the other race

I saw a huge black hole suddenly appear over the graveyard where thousands of tribes were buried...
A brawny man with huge body and black armor stepped out, and a thousand thick black armor sergeants walked out continuously, neatly forming an array of silence and majesty.
The people who participated in the funeral of the hill tribes were immediately overwhelmed with panic, but the black armored man ignored them and glanced at Wu Zun when he saw Wu Zun.
"Have seen His Holiness!"
There was a clear flash in his eyes. The black armored man did not dare to be indifferent and hurriedly saluted Wu Zun.
This scene made the hill tribe people even more surprised.
Who is Wu Zun in the end, how did he know the sudden appearance of the black armor soldiers in front of him, and it seems that the head general still respects him?
"Go busy!"
Wu Zun waved his hand and was calmly greeted by the Nether Messenger. He waved his face calmly and said: "Thousands of dead souls, hurry and take away to avoid any accident!"
The vast world is vast, and there are all kinds of monks. Naturally, there is no such kind of evil cultivation that sacrifices and devours soul to strengthen itself. These guys dare to do anything and dare to do things. The Senluo Temple blasted to the ground somewhere in the wilderness, and at the same time looted the millions of living souls temporarily placed in it.
In this incident, Xuanmen's face was severely beaten, and Sen Luodian even issued a declaration of revenge. Afterwards, the disciples of the Yuqing Taoist disciples had always been in trouble with evil repairs as a typical representative of Honghuang's righteous side.
Those evil repairs dare to move even the Senluo Temple, not to mention the "outstanding reputation" of the reincarnation, maybe one day they will do something confusing when the brain is hot.
There is also the reincarnation of the Buddha, which is the object that Moxiu and Xiexiu focus on.
They teamed up with the Blood Sea Stygian River to frequently trouble the Buddha's reincarnation, and tossed the king of the monastery in the netherworld.
Especially during the Hundred Years' Battle of Lingshan, there were the bold evil repairs and demon repairs, and with the cooperation of the blood sea Shura family, they even once entered the core bitter sea of ​​Buddha's reincarnation.
If it were not for the reinforcements of the Buddhist gates to arrive in time, there were a few powerful Buddha treasures born to deter the evil spirits. I am afraid that the Buddha’s reincarnation would lose a big face.
The situation of Houstu reincarnation is okay, but the Wu people are not good at the soul, and it is easy to find the loophole by the weird evil repairs. Of course, the consequences are extremely tragic. The general evil repairs can’t do anything, but can’t stand it. The ignorant little evil Xiuxi blindly arrogant chaos.
Wu Zun knew from the information from his own Lin Sha that the millions of Matriarchs who were stationed in the Nether Earth Palace had been encircled and suppressed by many evil schools and masters in the past millennium, and many of the exiled souls were rescued.
Wu Zun didn't want to find the Nether Emissary of Houstu, but he was finally robbed.
His plan was like this, to advertise the reincarnation of Hou Tu. After the incident passed, he asked the elders of the tribe to build a Hou Tu shrine, full-time funeral funeral, and reincarnation of the dead souls.
When the tribesmen spread the news, the surrounding tribes would naturally follow up, and then actively build the Hou Tu Temple, and the name of the Hou Tu reincarnation would be called out.
And every Hou Tu reincarnation, no matter how rudimentary and ruined, is a veritable spatial coordinate node, which can be used by the ghost envoys of the Hou Tu Palace to travel between the nether and the uncultivated areas that need to take away the soul.
While in Wuhun's indulgence, the nether messenger dressed in black armor was finished. He arched his hand far away and turned back to the huge black hole, but the huge black hole disappeared after a while.
"Elder, build a Hou Tu Temple!"
Afterwards, the tribe people were shocked one by one, but they did not dare to come to Wu Zun to describe the turbulent emotions in their hearts. Only the elders of the tribe came to their heads daringly, but Wu Zun directly commanded: "There will be funerals in the future. it is good!"
"Respect, Respect..."
The elders of the tribe stopped talking, Wu Zun glanced at him lightly and said calmly: "If you have anything to say, just say it!"
"I don't know where is this reincarnation, what is it?"
The elders of the tribe swallowed up and down, and finally spoke out, and their hearts were so full of fear that they dared not look at Lin Sha's eyes.
"The place of reincarnation, the ultimate home of the deceased, and also their new place!"
Wu Zun was not angry, and explained calmly: "These things are common sense, but unfortunately..."
As for what a pity he didn't say, the elders of the tribe did not dare to speak in spite of their curiosity. After leaving, he passed on Wu Zun's words.
Suddenly, the name of Hou Tu was spread among the tribe.
When the tribe people meet in their leisure time, they can't help but talk about it.
"Hello, did you hear?"
"Hou Tu!"
"Naturally I heard that, but that is the great in charge of the cycle of death!"
"You heard about it, did you say it was true?"
"It should be true!"
"..."
Such dialogues are numerous, and it is difficult to pretend not to hear them with Wu Zun's strength. He had no intention of intervening at random, but he wished that the hotter the atmosphere, the better.
The hill tribe people's curiosity about Hou Tu reached a high point after the Hou Tu Temple was completed.
Looking at the sculptures of the Houtu Niangniang enshrined in the ancestral hall, all the tribesmen who came in and met were stunned, and then sincerely bowed to show their sincerity.
The sculptural temperament is graceful and magnificent, the face is beautiful and beautiful, and the body is superb, and it is not like the ordinary people at all. It makes people feel close to admiration at first sight.
Forgot to say that this sculpture was still from Wu Zun's hand. He didn't want the sculpture of the later Tuzu Wu to be ruined by a group of ordinary tribal artisans, making a big beautiful woman into a rough village woman.
As for the divine light on the sculpture, it is an extremely conspicuous space coordinate, which also attracts a little bit of hinduism.
The godlikeness of the Houtu statues surprised the people of the hill tribes. At the same time, they also had to be sincere when they bowed, and they did not dare to be negligent.
What Wu Zun didn't expect was that it didn't take long for the Houtu Temple to replace the natural worship in the tribe and became the core of the entire tribe's faith, providing the thin but endless belief power for the Hou Tuzu witch.
This is an unexpected joy, but this is not for the time being.
The hill leader of the hill tribe, with the help of Wu Zun, but in just a few days, after the tribal elders presided over the solemn burial ceremony, they were completely restored smoothly.
The hill is a caring person, otherwise it is not easy to be the leader of the tribe.
After a secret discussion with the elders of the tribe, he visited the mysterious and powerful Wu Zun who temporarily settled in the tribe.
"Thank you, His Holiness!"
After the meeting, the hill pushed Jinshan down the jade pillar to once again express its gratitude, and sincerely asked people to feel positive about their attitude.
For those who are grateful, no matter who looks back.
"This seat has been said, it's just a show of effort, don't be too polite!"
Wu Zun smiled faintly, and a gentle force came out quietly, lifting the kneeling down on the hill.
The hill was horrified, but his face was more respectful.
The room was silent for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. Wu Zun swept the uncomfortable hill and spoke slowly: "If you have anything to say, just say that this seat will not be hidden!"
"I don't know where the Venerable comes from?"
As soon as the hill heard it, he let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked carefully: "Don't miss it, I'm just curious!"
"This seat is from heaven!"
Wu Zun didn't hide anything, so he spoke directly.
"Heaven?"
The hill was dumbfounded, his face full of surprise and incredible.
"The vast wilderness world is boundless. Except for the wilderness continent, whether it is the thirty-three-thousand-story world in the sky or the endless underworld in the underground, there are many creatures!"
Wu Zun smiled faintly, and then murmured for a moment, then he spoke slowly.
"..."
The hill was ashamed, and Wu Zun's words were heard by him, just like listening to legendary stories, still so unbelievable.
There is a world in the sky, and a world in the underground?
how can that be?
"Why, don't believe it?"
Wu Zun saw through his mind at first glance, and said indifferently: "This is not a secret, but basically Hong Huanghuang's slightly stronger power basically knows the information!"
Shan Qiu wanted to shake his head to deny it, but his head was halfway around but he was still in the middle of the road. There was a turbulent wave in his heart, but he did not know how to react. The information Wu Zun said gave him too much shock.
"Does this world have other powerful races besides the human race?"
I didn't know how to think about it. When the brain was hot, he said such a silly question. After he finished speaking, he regretted it and wanted to speak back.
"Oh, the current Hungry tribe is just like ants!"
But Wu Zun didn't take it seriously, and his sneering words were like a knife. He plunged into the heart of the hill fiercely, and he was so bloodless that he didn't want to live: "The vast world is vast, and the powerful races of thousands of ethnic groups do not know what to do. , Now the Hungry Clan has been completely excluded from the ranks of the strong!
Human races are ants!
These six words are like six heavy mountains pressing on my heart, making the hill almost breathless~ EbookFREE.me~ It took a long time to recover a little bit of spirit.
At the same time, the light flashed in his heart and blurted out: "Isn't Venerable a human race?"
He regretted his words, and his face instantly turned pale and bloodless, his face dreaded with horror, his head dared not hum, fearing that Wu Zun would be in trouble.
"Wrong, this is a serious Hungry tribe!"
Wu Zun's words made him secretly relieved, but then his words made the hills fall into a complete confusion: "However, the peoples of the heavens do not call us human races, but call us for witch!"
"witch?"
The hill was confused, but Zuo Siyou thought it was extremely helpless, because he had never heard the word.
"Hey, Qingshanlouwailou, outside the mountain, the world is changing and booing, this human race is no longer the other race, you go and take a rest!"
Wu Zun smiled softly, waved his hand out of the hill with a stunned face, a complex look flashed in his eyes... (to be continued.):