Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 80: Hou Tu blocks the way
“Beep~beep~”
The clear sound of the flute floats in the air, the melody is leisurely and soft, pleasant to the ears, and the melody is like waves of pine trees and the wind blowing through the valleys.
The young man flew with a sword.
Sometimes it soars into the sky and dances with the white clouds; sometimes it returns to the wilderness and runs parallel to the earth.
Ups and downs are up to your heart, back and forth are at your will, it’s so comfortable!
Mingyu didn't seem worried at all about her current dire condition.
When he decided to leave the protection of Nuwa and start traveling alone, he expected that this day would come.
I just didn't expect this day to come so soon.
Now that things have come to this, he wouldn't be too disappointed. He's already injured. If he were to fall into a devastating situation, Ju Mang would probably laugh himself to death.
Besides, although he was injured so badly this time, it was not without benefits. At least the Nirvana Tree that represented death in his spiritual altar had finally reached a balance with the Life Tree.
He felt more confident about entering the Tao.
When the song ended, Mingyu took out the seal of creation again and continued to comprehend and mediate creation. He couldn't understand it at first, but now he has been on the verge of death once. He has the most thorough understanding of the artistic conception of "living by dying".
As Mingyu gained more insights, the injuries to the five internal organs and the Huangting furnace were constantly repairing. Only the damage to the spiritual platform was slow to heal because it was a Tao injury.
Mingyu traveled all the way to the southwest, passing by many evil and magical places.
But now he was injured and couldn't do his best to exorcise the demons, so he had to pick some weak ones and after building the spiritual land, he continued on his way.
The affairs of the spiritual land must never be stopped. This concerns his great Dao and the speed of recovery from Dao injuries.
Of course, even if Mingyu deliberately avoided them, he still encountered hundreds of wizard tribes. Each wizard tribe had a leader and wizards who were looking forward to the arrival of Ling Zun.
However, Mingyu had some reservations and did not easily show up to accept the invitation of the witches.
Even Mingyu could feel the sincerity in the hearts of the witches.
But he didn't dare to gamble. He was lucky enough to escape once. Even though the sacrificial land was equally important to him, he still did not join any witch tribe.
Suddenly, Mingyu's eyes twitched. He looked ahead silently, and the Yin-Yang Sword turned to the east.
After traveling a million miles, Mingyu was speechless. He turned to the southwest of the prehistoric world again and walked quickly with his sword.
"Could you please stay?"
A woman walked out of the void and stopped Mingyu.
She was dressed in a palace dress, gentle and generous, just like the sister next door, making people want to get close to her.
Mingyu sighed and held the Yin-Yang Sword tightly, "Is this the way your Wu clan acts?"
He was talking about intercepting people along the way.
Hou Tu stepped forward and said, "Don't blame me, Ling Zun. I came here to confess my crime to Ling Zun and to plead for Wu Erlang."
As she spoke, Hou Tu bowed to Ming Yu.
Mingyu was stunned and dodged directly, "I cannot afford nor dare to accept the gift from the witch clan, please go back, Hou Tu Zu Wu."
He had served in the Houyi and Xingtian tribes, two large tribes affiliated with the Houtu tribe, so how could he not know what Houtu looked like.
Mingyu turned around and Houtu appeared in front of him again, looking at him sincerely and bowing again.
Mingyu dodged again, turned his head and tried to cut through the void to leave.
Then, it can’t be cut open!
Mingyu looked at Houtu for a long time without saying a word.
"Well, when Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, apologized, was it on behalf of the witch clan or you personally?" Ming Yu spoke.
This time it was Hou Tu's turn to be silent.
After a while, Hou Tu smiled bitterly and replied, "I came here on my own behalf."
Mingyu nodded, "There is no grudge between you and me, and Hou Tu Zu Wu doesn't owe me anything, let alone any sin."
Hou Tu opened her mouth to speak, and Ming Yu continued, "I can feel the sincerity of Hou Tu, the ancestor witch, and I can also feel the sincerity of some witches in your clan, but this is not enough.
Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan, you cannot make the decision by yourself, and some witches cannot represent all of the Witch Clan. After all, I, the Spiritual Lord, am an outsider.
If your clan is happy, they will recognize me as a spiritual master, and if they are unhappy, they will come to rob and kill me. In this way, do you think I am at peace?"
Having said this, Mingyu's eyes showed no joy or sadness. The appearance of Ju Mang was definitely not the decision made by him as an ancestor witch.
He didn't know how many of the other eleven ancestors of the witch clan directly or indirectly agreed with this matter, but it did not stop him from speculating about his enemies with the greatest malice.
Mingyu didn't want to think so, but she had to think so given the situation.
He lacked the support of the priests and the witch clan, and at most his path to enlightenment was not so smooth.
What about the witch clan?
"It is the Wu Clan that needs me, not me who needs the Wu Clan."
Hou Tu stared into Ming Yu's eyes and read his meaning, "How can Ling Zun feel at ease?"
Mingyu said bluntly, "Kill Ju Mang!"
Hou Tu was stunned and choked, "Impossible!"
She flatly refused.
Mingyu shrugged. She wasn’t surprised. It would be strange if she agreed.
You are just asking for a sky-high price and then bargaining. How can we continue the negotiation if you don't offer a high price?
He asked in return: "What conditions can Hou Tu Zu Wu offer to reassure me?"
Hou Tu thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "If my Hou Tu tribe worships Ling Zun, I wonder if Master Ling Zun can feel at ease?"
An ancestor witch cannot represent the entire witch clan, but she can represent her own witch tribe. If she respects Mingyu, then the Houtu tribe will also respect Mingyu, and correspondingly, the Houtu tribe will also recognize Mingyu and share its luck with her.
Being able to obtain the fortune and offerings of a great clan that will dominate the world in the future can be considered a good thing whether for practicing Taoism or dealing with disasters.
Being able to put forward this condition can preliminarily rule out the possibility that Hou Tu is the mastermind behind the incident.
Because of the inconsistency, she would be happy to do it unless she slaps herself in the face.
However, Mingyu still shook her head: "If Hou Tu Zu Wu can only represent herself, then there is no need for us to continue the discussion. As I said before, you cannot be the leader of the Wu Clan, and the witches of the Hou Tu tribe cannot represent all witches!"
Hou Tu remained silent.
Being able to propose this condition is already a clear violation of the eldest and second brothers.
Mingyu's eyes flickered, and she gave a reminder: "If Hou Tu Zu Wu can convince more than half of the Zu Wu to agree to this, then I can consider it."
Hou Tu frowned when she heard this: "Half of the ancient witches?"
"More than half of the Ancestral Witches!" Mingyu corrected.
Although he didn't know how the Twelve Ancestral Witches made the decision, if more than half of them really agreed, it would be equivalent to these Ancestral Witches collectively slapping the face of the decision maker of the previous matter!
Strictly speaking, this is equivalent to forcing the emperor to abdicate.
He just wanted to slap the other person in the face to wake him up.
Hou Tu certainly understood the key point. Although she was reluctant, considering the current situation of the tribe and the effectiveness of the spiritual land sacrifice, she was caught in a dilemma for a while.
Killing people to gain the upper hand is not in line with Hou Tu's way and her philosophy, so she raised objections and hoped to cooperate with Ming Yu, preferably by recruiting him into the witch clan.
However, things did not go as planned...
Hou Tu sighed deeply in her heart.
"Would you like to wait a moment, Spiritual Master?"
This surprised Mingyu a little.
He curled his lips and thought to himself, "It seems that she is not the mastermind, and she is very likely against it. This is interesting..."
"Hou Tu Zu Wu, please go ahead. I will wait for good news here."
Mingyu was not in a hurry to leave. He rested where he was, thinking about the direction of the Tao and recovering from his Tao injuries.
As for whether Hou Tu could succeed, it was not within his scope of concern.
Anyway, he only said that he would consider it, and he did not insist that he would take the honorable position in the tribe of whoever recognized him.
What if Ju Mang has no shame and thinks he is the supreme being? Can he still solve development problems for his enemies?
Mingyu made this request simply to disgust the mastermind behind the scenes and observe the reactions of the other ancestor witches.
The sacred land is his verification of the way of self-generation, including the land sacrifice.
Now it seems that this path is the right one. If Mingyu wants to continue on this path, he must expand his achievements, that is, establish more spiritual places and spread the Dharma.
If the Wu Clan, the future rulers of the earth, are determined to kill me, then this path will not work.
Because he can avoid the killing of the witch clan, but he cannot avoid it in the spiritual land. If he cannot avoid it, he can't go through it, so he can only avoid the attack temporarily.
"But judging from what Hou Tu said, the witch ancestors seem to have different opinions on this matter. We can make some further plans..."
