Vol 3 Chapter 1045: The Return of the Old God

"Da Shang and Da Cang's so-called founding of the country and retreating to the throne are ultimately a struggle for luck. This is the most important thing."
In the main hall, Qiaoer's purple shirt, the blue silk swayed, and his expression solemnly said: "As for the Changshengjiao branch hall to do chaos in my clan, we found one to wipe out the other. These are minor diseases. I think we should pay more attention to luck. The question of change."
　　 "Come here, bring up the map of the Great Desolation."
　　 At this moment, Xia Qianyuan opened his mouth to give instructions, and then an attendant sent a new map of the Great Wilderness, which marked the new situation of the Great Wilderness.
　　"Please look at the situation on this map. The situation on this map is marked by yellow in the north, Da Yin in red, Shang and Cang countries in cyan, and the demon in the south in black. We are in purple.
　　 The strength that can provoke the struggle for luck is these forces on the map. "
　　 Xia Qianyuan continued: "Behind the witching mission is suspected to be Hou Tu Palace, a very mysterious and ancient power.
　　Shangguo and Cangguo are behind the Changshengjiao. Behind us is the Destiny.
　　Who is standing behind the Great Yin King Court, or that the Great Yin King Court has enough strength to counter the coercion from all sides, we don't know.
　　 The Great Wilderness has been silent for 40,000 years, but the earth-shaking changes have taken place all of a sudden. It would be impossible if no one was behind them.
　　 The purpose of those who provoke all this behind the back is nothing more than harvesting luck. As for why they haven't done it yet, the only possibility is that the luck hasn't ascended to the extreme, and it has not met the expectations of the harvesters behind it.
　　 So, the most important thing for us right now is to fight against the Man of Destiny. "
　　 Speaking of the Man of Heaven, everyone in the hall was silent for a while, and the shadow of the tree of man’s name can be left behind for a long time, which is enough to explain its horror.
　　 No one knows how powerful the Destiny is.
　　Yi, like the longevity leader who died many times, but came back alive, is an immortal cockroach.
　　 A group of senior leaders of Daxia discussed for a long time, but did not come up with a practical solution. The only thing that can be done right now is to take a step-by-step recuperation and restore the luck of the ethnic group.
　　 Border and Waste Western Regions, Wanshi City.
　　 This is a small city with a population of less than 60,000. It is surrounded by lingering fields and terraces outside the city. Relying on the large houses outside the city, the golden crow has just risen in the morning, and the inside and outside of the city gradually become noisy, and smoke rises.
　　 Soon someone came out of the house carrying a or pushing a witchcraft rake.
　　 "Look, Zi Qi is here again."
　　 An exclamation aroused everyone's attention. Many people looked up towards the sky and saw a bright purple gas running across the sky among the eastern sunrise.
　　 Purple Qi comes from the east, there must be a miracle.
　　 Even the most ordinary people know this.
　　At the same time, the seals and seals in the main jade box in the main hall of Ten Thousand Stone City, including the City Lord's Mansion, Youyi's Mansion, Qianlong Hall, and Witch Hospital, trembled, shining brightly.
　　Lin Wangshan, the lord of the Ten Thousand Stones City, hurried to the main hall and watched the jade box on the main case that contained the seal of the lord, surrounded by purple light, making a deep buzzing.
　　 The servants stationed outside the main hall were a little surprised at this, but they were not surprising.
　　The purple gas came east, and the seals catered to it. This kind of thing has happened more than once. One day since five years ago, the purple gas suddenly turned into the sky, and this vision appeared immediately following the city of Wanshi.
　　 In the past five years, there has been a rumor that the Great Tianjiao will appear in Wanshicheng. Unfortunately, the visions have manifested again and again, and the little geniuses have appeared a lot, but they are still far from the real Great Tianjiao.
　　 For this reason, even the upper-class cities sent people to investigate, but unfortunately, nothing was found after going back and forth. In the end, I had to stop and wait for the final result.
　　 hum!
　　 At this moment, Lin Wangshan saw the seal on the table, slammed open the jade box, burst out a bright purple light, burst open the dome of the main hall, straight into the sky.
　　 At the same time, in Wanshi City, all the seals that represent the palace of the Great Xia Clan’s palace shone with purple light, turning into purple light pillars and soaring into the sky.
　　 Inside and outside Ten Thousand Stone City, everyone saw the purple light beams rushing into the sky in several directions in the city, and the purple gas floating from the east turned into a luxurious canopy floating in the air.
　　 auspicious.
　　 This is auspiciousness.
　　 There are old figures, stroking their beards, trembling bodies, whispering hoarsely.
　　 In the city lord’s mansion, Lin Wangshan ignored the other martial artists who came to the mansion and rushed towards the side hall. There is a communication witch formation in the side hall, which can directly communicate with the West Lake Daozhen where Wanshi City is located.
　　……
　　 In a very inconspicuous stone hall under Tianlu Mountain in Phoenix City, Qiaoer hurriedly walked into the stone hall from outside.
　　 The stone temple is very small, and it is easily overlooked by the huge spiritual woods surrounding Tianlu Mountain.
　　 The stone hall looks very dark, there are no windows, and there are still beast fire lamps lit in the hall. Qiaoer enters the hall. In the center of the hall is a stone platform on which sits an old figure.
　　 The blood and flesh of the old figure still have an inspiration, and at this moment the inspiration is dissipating. This is the body left over after the reincarnation of the old god.
　　The reincarnation of a warrior is a very cumbersome matter. For a large clan with conditions, when the elder of the clan is reincarnated, it is necessary to ensure the physical integrity of the reincarnated person as much as possible.
　　 Unless it is a last resort, people who have been severely injured and have to be reincarnated under a crisis, if the leftover body is acquired by the opponent, it is easy to bury the crisis.
　　 Old Shenhou's body's inspiration began to dissipate, which means that his new life after reincarnation has returned. In Qiao'er's eyes, there is an illusory thin line floating on the old Shenhou's body.
　　 The line of fate of a person exists when he is born, and the line of fate of each person is unique. Even after the return of reincarnation, the new life needs to be born in apoptosis.
　　 At this moment, the old Shenhou's body is withering, and the fate line is drifting towards the void, scattered into countless more subtle lines, as if volatilized, and disappeared into the twisted void.
This is not to say that the reincarnation of a warrior is completely over once the body is lost. The fate is mysterious. Unless someone deliberately starts it, even if the body is destroyed during the reincarnation, the line of fate will still stay in the world for some time, waiting for the reincarnation to return. Fusion.
　　 Of course, for the reincarnated warrior, there will be variables in this kind of stay, it is better to protect the body in the clan, so that some variables are cut off from the root.
　　 In a short time of familiarity, the old god’s physical spirit was dissipated, and then an illusory flame ignited on the physical body, burning the flesh and blood clean without leaving a trace of dust.
　　 Seeing this scene, Qiaoer relaxed slightly, burning clean represents the trajectory of the previous life is obliterated, and new vitality germinates again. If there is ashes after burning, it means that there is a problem with reincarnation.
　　 hum!
　　 After that, Qiao'er punched the seal with both hands, and the jade fingers outlined a rune, turning it into a purple Luan bird, and screamed towards the place where the old god's fate line disappeared.
　　 Then, the witch print on her eyebrows overflowed with a faint purple light. After a few breaths, Qiao'er opened her eyes again.
　　 "Western Regions."
　　 Soon, her figure disappeared in the stone hall and came to the main hall of the Ministry of Rites.
　　 "Recently, what visions have appeared in the Western Territory of the clan territory."
　　 Zuoqiuqiu, a sacrifice of the ritual ministry, was worn by Qiao'er with one hand, and the sacrifice piece was built by Qiao'er with one hand. The order is naturally unimpeded here.
　　 Soon, after looking up the records, Zuo Qiuzhen came to Qiao'er and said: "There has been a statue of the Purple Qi Donglai from the West Lake Road Wanshicheng five years ago.
One day ago, Wanshicheng once again relayed the news to the West Lake Daozhen Jiangfu. The purple gas came to the east for 30,000 miles, and the entire West Lake Road was enveloped by purple gas. The large and small cities in the Dao area, the seals of our clan were all inspired, and the purple burst out. Qi Shenzhu rushed into the sky.
　　 West Lake Road has reported the matter to the clan court, and the clan court dispatched personnel to investigate. "
　　 Listening to Zuo Qiuhui's description, Qiao'er's eyes flashed with light.
　　 Yes, the old Hou is back.
　　 Purple Qi came to the east for 30,000 miles, the luck is so magnificent, and only people who have saved countless ethnic groups can show such a vision.
　　 "Okay, you are busy with you."
　　 Soon, the teleportation array in the Phoenix City lights up, and the two figures disappear into the city.
　　万石城.
　　 For the people living in Ten Thousand Stone City for three days, it's almost like dreaming. The purple air has not dissipated for three days and three nights.
Not only that, these purple qi is still slowly falling down, turning into a little rain. Some people in the city who are getting older, suffering from illnesses for a long time cannot heal, and are pregnant. After the rain of light falls on them, the whole body feels Warm.
　　 Some witch cultivators also feel that they are full of energy and vitality.
　　Many people exclaimed that this is a miracle from heaven and grace.
　　 In an ordinary stone courtyard in the southeast corner of the city, a young warrior in the house was sweating profusely, his brows were frowning, and sometimes became hideous, sometimes relieved, and his expression kept changing.
　　 He was lying on the stone bed, and seemed to be having nightmares in his deep sleep.
　　 A ray of purple light lingers in the body, the purple light is composed of countless small purple light spots, and each of these small light spots has a visible figure.
　　 These figures are male and female, old and young, warriors and women and children, forming a purple halo just like indenting into the microcosm, surrounding the youth.
　　 In the dimness, he seemed to be caught in a weird scene.
　　 He dreamed that he walked into a deep passage, walked and walked, and after walking, he crossed an unrememberable bridge, and then fell into a muddy yellow river.
　　 There are a lot of terrifying evil beasts in the river, with bones, evil spirits, and evil spirits. He saw people like him who were trapped in the river, and he was dismembered by the evil spirits and evil spirits in the river.
　　 Fortunately, he is okay. There is a wooden board under his feet that I don't know where it came from. The board is only two feet, just right for shelter.
　　 "Everyone, work hard, push hard."
　　 "Old God, we will help you cross the river."
　　 "We push you over."
　　 In the dimness, there was spray in the turbid river water, countless ghosts and spirits rushed towards him, but the two-foot plank under his feet was pushed forward by a group of people who could not see their faces.
　　 These hazy figures called him something strange, but some familiar words.
　　 "Let's stop the evil spirits."
　　 "Later, you guys work hard."
　　 In the chaos, an old figure rushed towards the evil spirit that was coming behind, fighting with the evil spirit in the water until it was eaten by the evil spirit.
　　 This kind of sight did not frighten the phantom pushing the wooden plank. They went forward and succeeded, struggling to block the evil spirit who was throwing at him with their bodies, and smiled when they were torn apart by the evil spirit.
　　 Yes, he can't read it wrong, even though his face is dim, he can still see those people grinning clearly.
　　 "No, go, go, leave me alone."
　　 The young man waved his hand on the wooden board and wanted to rush down, but his legs were hugged tightly by a few small dolls, making it impossible to walk off the wooden board.
　　 "The old Hou was kind to me, and I waited hard to ferry you out of the yellow spring and bitter sea."
　　 "Hurry up, the front is about to end, let's hurry up."
　　 The wooden planks swayed the muddy water and shuttled forward. At the end of the muddy spring water, there was a white light curtain twisted like a whirlpool, overflowing with pale light.
　　 "Shen Hou Shen Hou, my name is wow, wow~"
When 　　 was about to rush out of the yellow spring water, a doll holding his youth's leg raised his head and stretched out a hand, and said sweetly: "This was touched under the yellow spring, and it was given to Shenhou."
　　 At the same time, the wooden board smashed into the pale light curtain, and he only felt dizzy, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.
"Do not!"
　　Hu~
　　 In the stone house, the young man woke up suddenly, panting heavily, sweating on his body.
　　 "Shenhou~"
　　 "Who is Shenhou?"
　　 "Am I a god?"
　　 "Where am I, Tianhou Mountain, it's not me, it's Ten Thousand Stone City..."
　　 After a long time, the scattered light in the young man's eyes gradually converged and became energetic again.
　　 "I am Tianhou Mountain God."
　　 spread out his palm, a black yellow bead appeared in his hand, and he was stunned.
　　 "Shenhou Shenhou, my name is wow, oh."
　　 "This was found under Huangquan~EbookFREE.me~Wow, I gave it to Shenhou."
　　 "Huangquan Road."
　　 looked at the beads in his hand in a daze, filled with a strange breath, but also exuded a hint of coolness.
　　Youth...
　　 No, it should be the old god, muttered.
　　 "Reincarnation is back."
　　……
　　 Outside the courtyard.
　　 Qiaoer stood pretty, and behind her was the imperial physician Ling Muqiao, waiting quietly.
　　 Click~
　　 Finally the door opened, and a young man dressed in coarse linen walked out, his face vaguely old and old.
　　 "Qiaoer congratulates God on the return."
　　 Seeing the voice coming out, Qiaoer gave a salute and said with a smile.
　　 "The dust returns to the dust to the earth, the past life is like dust. All the blessings of this return have been exhausted. The title of God is not appropriate, and the old man will change to his real name in the future."
　　 The old who has just returned from the reincarnation, his eyes are full of complexity, and it seems that he has not yet fully adapted.
　　 "Okay, let Medical Ling Mu give you an old checkup. Let's prepare for the Hui Family Court to restore your strength. I believe that it will not take 30 to 50 years for you to restore your strength in your previous life."
"it is good."
　　 Shenhou nodded and asked Mu Qiao to come up and examine himself, saying that the examination was nothing more than to see if this body had suffered some dark injuries when he had not awakened in these years.
　　 As the first real reincarnation and return of the Daxia Clan, the meaning of the return of the gods is very different. He is the first person, and the same reincarnation and return will also be the very precious heritage of the Daxia Clan.