In the end, Emperor Gu summoned Houtu to the training hall.
Houtu was a little excited. She could finally see the true face of the reclusive master. When she entered the dojo, she was shocked by the two innate spiritual roots.
Comprehension Tea, Yellow Middle Plum.
They were all treasures that cultivators could only encounter by chance. Hou Yi had once said that eating his grandmaster's fruit would make him so powerful. It was probably the Yellow Middle Plum.
There were only a few tables and chairs in the quaint training hall. It seems that Fellow Daoist is a person who doesn't care about fame and fortune, unlike some fellow daoists who build their immortal caves magnificently.
Houtu's impression of Emperor Gu increased again.
"Have a seat, Fellow Daoist Houtu."
Houtu walked into the main hall and saw Emperor Gu. She sat opposite him.
It was strange. Why was this person so close? It was as if they were connected by blood. It made people want to get close to him. However, he was not the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. He was not his brother.
Houtu had a misconception and blushed. But she thought, Houtu, what are you doing?
Now is not the time for you to think about the future of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Cough! Cough!
Emperor Gu pretended to cough because he realized that Houtu didn't say anything when she came in. Her face turned red as she sat there. Houtu could not be blamed for this. It was all because the Emperor of the Ancients had refined Pangu's Heart Blood.
However, Houtu immediately adjusted her mentality.
Fellow Daoist Houtu, are you alright?"
"It's fine, it's fine." Houtu was still a little flustered.
Houtu's expression became even stranger. The Ancient Emperor's heart became more and more vile. He wanted to be alone in a room. Even the saints could not enter this dojo, but here…
"Drink some tea, drink some tea!"
The Ancient Emperor quickly poured himself two cups to calm himself down. It was all because of the system's nonsense of forcing himself on him, which made him even more confused.
The two of them drank tea and then began to talk about serious matters.
"Great Friend Ancient Emperor, I have something to ask you.”
"Yes, tell me. I'll answer whatever I know.”
"My Sorcerer Tribe has suffered countless casualties and has declined. I don't know where to go. Why did our Sorcerer Tribe suffer such a fate?”
The Emperor of the Ancients thought for a moment and sighed."It's because there's too much killing. The Primordial World has never been a way of survival where you kill me and I kill you. Look at the Dragon Han Great Calamity, killing each other doesn't have a good ending. I'm a qilin, and I've experienced it myself.”
Ancient Qilin?
"So Fellow Daoist Ancient Emperor is a mighty figure of the Qilin Race in ancient times!" Houtu cupped her hands and said.”
Uh, back in the Qilin Race, the Ancient Emperor was not a mighty figure. However, he did not explain. He only said," The Way of Heaven never needs to kill. The reason why there is killing is because the Untainted Land is out of balance. The so-called life and death, the cycle has never changed." This is also the reason why I'm in seclusion and won't come out.”
Houtu was confused, as if her thoughts had been captured by the Ancient Emperor's words. However, she paused for a moment and asked,"According to Fellow Daoist, are we going to give up on revenge?”
"Of course."
"But even if we give up on revenge, I found that our clansmen have a strange disease. They often spontaneously combust for no reason and eventually turn into ashes. If we don't think of a way to stop it, our clansmen will be burned to death by the black flames.”
The Ancient Emperor knew what was going on. The Sorcerer Tribe was immune to all poisons, so how could they fall sick? There was only one possibility, and that was karma.
In the past, when the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were here, they had the Merit of Creation to suppress the slaughter of the Sorcerer Tribe. Now, without the eleven Ancestors of Sorcery, there was no Merit of Creation.
Naturally, the Heavenly Dao would backfire on the Sorcerer Tribe.
"It's just the manifestation of karma."
"What is Karma?"
"Imbalance. Sin, that's all."
"Fellow Daoist Ancient Emperor, what should I do?”
Emperor of the Ancients was in a dilemma. Should he tell Houtu to incarnate into the Six Paths of Reincarnation? However, his words seemed to bring about an even worse result.
If the Emperor of the Ancients said so. Then, after Houtu became a Saint. Others asked Houtu how she became a Saint. Houtu said that Emperor Gu had told her.
That would be a big deal.
At that time, countless people in the Untainted Land would start to look for the Emperor of the Ancients every day. Then, it would be impossible for them to have a quiet day in seclusion in the future!
"Fellow Daoist Ancient Emperor, please enlighten me."
The Emperor of the Ancients sighed and said,"I've said enough. You can't say anymore."
"But…"
Emperor Gu regretted summoning Houtu to the dojo. With a wave of his sleeve, he moved Houtu out of the dojo.
Houtu had no idea what was going on. In an instant, she arrived outside the Fused Snow God Mountain. She frowned and wanted to continue asking Emperor Gu, but she was speechless.
Could it be that his comprehension ability was too poor and he did not comprehend the meaning of the Ancient Sovereign? Sigh, it was all the Sorcerer Tribe's fault for not having a primordial spirit and being unable to comprehend the Dao. Houtu returned to the tribe dejectedly.
Seeing Houtu leave, Emperor Gu felt relieved. He only wanted to obtain the nomological laws of the 3,000 Great Dao.
As for the life and death of the Sorcerer Tribe, he could not help them!
At this moment, yellow soil appeared in the Ancient Emperor's palm and emitted a gray light. The system rewarded him with the Law of Earth.
.......
After Houtu returned to the tribe, she saw Hou Yi. Hou Yi asked Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu what his grandmaster had said. Houtu shook her head and said nothing.
Hou Yi casually said," My master, Gu Zhan, said that when grandmaster speaks, there's always a hidden meaning in his words. You have to comprehend it yourself. Therefore, Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu, don't worry. My grandmaster will definitely tell you the way.”
The more Hou Yi said this, the harder it was for Houtu to sleep at night.
He had not slept for ten consecutive days, and he suddenly realized something!
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