"This is the divine power of the Ancestral Sorcerer of our Sorcerer Tribe. How did you know?”
A voice came from the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. A woman's figure appeared.
Her eyes were like water, reflecting the world of mortals. It was as if she had experienced the settling of time, but she was able to keep a trace of peace in her heart.
"Houtu?"
Although Lu Bai was asking, he was confident. There was only one person in the world who could walk out of the depths of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
"You can call me that too."
Houtu didn't deny it, but this name had not been mentioned for a long time. Perhaps it could be said that almost all the monks in the three worlds had no concept of the Sorcerer Tribe and only regarded it as a legendary name.
She didn't want to talk to Lu Bai at first as they didn't have any interactions. However, she couldn't sit still when she saw Yu Shui. She said,"You haven't answered my question yet. Gonggong's innate ability has never been spread out.”
As an Ancestor of Sorcery, although she didn't know how to control water, she could tell that this was the most authentic power of the Ancestor of Sorcery. However, it should have been completely cut off with the death of Gonggong.
"I came across a drop of Grand Magus Gonggong's blood once, and I deduced it from that.”
Lu Bai naturally couldn't expose the existence of the system, so he lied.
"Really?"
Houtu obviously did not believe it. If it was that easy, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would have studied the Divine Sense and bloodline of their clansmen and completely condensed the Real Entity of Pangu.
If that was the case, the Three Realms would have long been theirs.
"You don't believe me?"
Lu Bai widened his innocent eyes. How could you not believe what such a handsome man said?
"I don't believe you."
Houtu absolutely did not believe that an outsider could solve the deepest secrets of the Pangu bloodline with a drop of blood, even though they were the Ancestors of Sorcery.
How could anyone believe this?
"Oh."
Lu Bai had never really thought of deceiving Houtu, but she had to give him a reason for asking.
"You are really an interesting person."
Houtu could also tell that this guy was just casually mentioning it without thinking about how to cover up the lie. This was praiseworthy.
Besides, it was useless to dig into too many secrets. Gonggong had fallen, and he could never return. Lu Bai had made this magic appear in the world and reminded everyone of Gonggong, so he had contributed a lot.
"You're not a simple person.”
Lu Bai looked at Houtu and then at the Six Paths of Reincarnation. It could be said that the Six Paths of Reincarnation was transformed from Houtu's body.
For the sake of all living beings in the world, he had done this. His achievements could even catch up to Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
"Don't think of me as such a great person. I'm somewhat willing to take the form of reincarnation, but I'm also somewhat helpless.”
Houtu shook her head and denied it. She didn't want to explain too much. The scene at that time was too tragic. The world was about to collapse.
It was already good enough that she had the chance to choose. Many supreme existences, such as the Ancestral Magi and the Heavenly Emperor, had been reduced to ashes under the great tribulation.
"In terms of actions, one doesn't care about one's heart. In terms of heart, only the merciless Heavenly Dao can be fair.”
Lu Bai had his own judgment. Houtu had done this, which was great. It didn't matter why she did it. It didn't matter to heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth only cared about results.
"I think you're a good person.”
Houtu was suddenly very happy. Lu Bai was not hostile to her and even tried to enlighten her. This was a concern that she had never felt since the Three Realms Era.
"I've always thought of myself as a good person.”
Lu Bai nodded emotionally. As long as he wasn't dragged into the chess game, he was still easy to talk to.
His greatest wish was to dig a pond in his dojo, fill it with Three Light Holy Water, raise a few dragon kings, plant a few innate spiritual roots in front of the yard, and use the chaotic soil to grow vegetables, making it a simple and unadorned farming name.
"Then, we are friends."
Houtu's eyes flashed with craftiness. If they became friends, they could chat with Lu Bai in the future.
"Alright, I'll treat you as a friend.”
Lu Bai said.
"That's great. The Netherworld is too lonely. I've been alone for too long.”
Houtu was very happy. She could not remember how long it had been since she last had contact with outsiders. Now, after waiting for so long, Lu Bai had finally arrived.
This also indicated that she could finally bid farewell to those boring days of hers.
"Aren't there Hades and countless ghosts?”
Lu Bai was a little confused. The underworld respected Houtu very much. As long as Houtu squeaked, many ghosts would come forward to fawn over her.
"Sometimes, when one's cultivation level is too high and one has experienced too much, it's also an uncomfortable thing.”
Houtu let out a long sigh. Sometimes, there might not be one person who could speak when there were many people. She said,"I have nothing in common with them.”
It felt like a scholar talking to an old farmer. The two of them couldn't match their brainwaves.
While talking about her worries for many years, Houtu thought of another person and said,""Oh right, that little monk in the depths of the eighteenth level of hell can talk to me a little, but this guy doesn't like to talk.”
She was talking about Ksitigarbha. Although this fellow was born relatively late, his spiritual realm was still passable.
It was just that he had become a little autistic from cultivating Buddhism and didn't like to talk.
"It's been hard on you."
Lu Bai could imagine how lonely Houtu was. She was surrounded by living beings, but because she stood too high up, there was no one she could talk to.
This…
It was probably lonely at the top.
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