At this moment,

While Hongjun and the group members were watching the live video, Nuwa also began to open up the temple.

After all, most of the things that the immortal god in the prehistoric world wanted to come, and Nuwa could no longer delay.

Nuwa, wearing a moon-white dress, looks sacred and noble, and the aura of the saint makes her body contain a certain kind of Taoist rhyme.

While her bare hands were flipping upwards, a pink hydrangea appeared on her right hand.

The saint's actions naturally attracted the attention of thousands of immortals, and the attention of the immortals and gods in the wilderness also came to her hands.

Nuwa took a step forward without saying a word, and the immortals and gods who understood her next actions retreated to the prehistoric world, in a state of concentration and looking away.

"Boom~"

The hydrangea in Nuwa's hand seemed to be lifted out casually. Although the hydrangea was small, it had laws to follow. The place where it flew also caused an explosion in this chaos.

As the chaotic energy boils and rolls, the clear ones float up and the turbid ones sink. The vast chaotic energy is divided into endless gray land.

All this surprised the cultivators of the prehistoric world. What kind of magical powers are needed to achieve this.

I felt that the aura on Nuwa's body was rising infinitely, and just a glance reflected back to the endless pressure.

At this time, Nuwa began to use the laws of creation that she was good at. The blue light of the law shone in her hands and shone away.

As the gray land was derived from animals and plants, including green plants, colorful flowers, water flow, and fish wandering...

"Junior Sister Nuwa is a good method." Tongtian sighed.

It is not difficult to open up space. Although it will be more difficult in chaos, what is even more difficult is the means of creation in this instant.

The three thousand great ways are boundless, and it is so difficult to practice them thoroughly. Therefore, you usually follow one way to achieve enlightenment and then practice some laws to learn from their strengths and weaknesses.

Although he can create some life, he is not as good as Nuwa who can create a small world in the blink of an eye.

Yuanshi around him nodded rarely, even I had an admiring look.

There was also a middle-aged Taoist man wearing a blood-colored Taoist robe who also watched all this in a daze.

He seemed to have gained something and fell into a state of thinking, and he was the Lord of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Not to mention the reactions of these immortals and gods in the prehistoric world, Nuwa continued to embellish this new world, with the creation, yin and yang, five elements, and even the law of space.

The manifestation of these laws is because she is very attentive to her temple.

And at this moment in Zixiao Palace,

Hongjun also took a look at Nuwa who opened the temple. The temple she opened was far away from where it was when it was revealed in the prehistoric times in Zixiao Palace.

That location is biased above Buzhou Mountain, and Hongjun's Zixiao Palace is located above the east of the prehistoric land.

Of course, most of the time, the Zixiao Palace is completely hidden in the void and wanders outside time and space.

After taking a look at Nuwa's progress in opening the dojo, he continued to look into the live broadcast channel.

Chang Xi walked to Yun Yun, and Yun Yun fainted next to the waterfall and was inevitably wet by the water vapor, and her graceful figure naturally showed off.

"Yun Yun~" Chang Xi called out lightly, helped Yun Yun up and let her lean on him.

Looking at the blood and scars on her body, Chang Xi gently stroked her with the power of moonlight on his hands.

Xiao Yan seemed to have come back to his senses, and began to catch up with Chang Xi, but he was curiously trying to watch it.

But Lin Jiu was afraid that he would have some malice, so he stepped forward to block him.

"Nine, Uncle Jiu, by the way, how did you come from?" Xiao Yan asked with stuttering as he looked at Uncle Jiu who was blocking his eyes.

"Little Yanzi, do you know him?" Xiao Yan's voice floated on his body.

When Lin Jiu was about to ask Xiao Yan how he met him, he suddenly took a step or two with some nervousness, and of course he was still leaning against him where Xi and Yun Yun were.

"Are there any ghosts?" Uncle Jiu put his hand into the cloth bag as he spoke, and his small Gossip mirror of his magic weapon was secretly grabbed.

Above the barrage,

Yue Buqun: Fellow Daoist Lin, be careful, it seems that there is still someone else. (Nervous face)

Jingtian: Are there ghosts there too?

In the world of fairy sword not long ago,

Jingtian and Xue met Zhao Wuyan outside the tavern and were cheated to buy the "Soul Li Tang". Fortunately, they passed the Feilong Yunshi hand and stole the Yincha brand from Zhao Wuyan.

It was still early, and although he was about to make big moves tonight, he still had time to watch the live broadcast.

He was too lazy to practice, and he didn't even download the Shangqing Taoist Dharma in the group.

However, he has the afterglow of his previous life and has a bright future.

Zhao Hao: Uncle Jiu, that is a soul body on him.

Houtu: What is a ghost? Is the soul body? (a confusing expression)

Zhao Hao: Yes, the soul is also the ghost.

On the vast land,

Houtu, who was traveling to find the future direction, did not go to watch Nuwa open up the dojo, but instead strolled in the prehistoric land after the Lich War.

Now, because of the will of the Taoist ancestor, the lich will no longer have large-scale wars within ten thousand years.

She has never heard of the saying of ghosts, but she has seen a lot of soul bodies.

After the death of the witch clan, in addition to the physical body, the soul will return to the earth, there are also true spirits that remain in the world.

And after the death of the demon clan, although the body will not decompose directly, the soul body will also appear.

But the soul body of the strong is fine, and he can take over the body and re-cultivate it, but most of the soul bodies with low cultivation are drifting in misery.

As for why their former compatriots didn’t save them?

Can you kill the other party after taking over the body of the compatriots or letting them take over the body of the hostile race?

The kind-hearted Houtu remembered the pain of the soul he saw, and couldn't help but feel a hint of pity, and the beautiful face was also full of kindness.

Her kindness is not even limited to her own tribe members, but also against the demon tribe. Where is the final destination of these poor creatures?

With his worries, Houtu no longer watched the live broadcast. Without a trace of curiosity about the other world, he directly closed the chat group of Daozu Hongjun.

At this moment, even her original purpose of travel has changed, in order to find a place for these souls to take refuge...

In Zixiao Palace,

Houtu's withdrawal could not be concealed by Hongjun. His eyes looked at the prehistoric land with admiration and admiration in his eyes.

Houtu is truly a loving sentient beings. Even though he knew that the absence of the Lich War would lead to the failure of his brother, he still chose to sacrifice for the sentient beings in the prehistoric world.

In the live broadcast room, except Houtu, his Sanqing apprentices and Nuwa, Chang Xi were actually just hanging up the phone, and his mind was on Nuwa's opening up the temple.

Look at the Doupo Continent at this moment,

Under Chang Xi's moonlight power, Yun Yun's scars were recovering, and even the blood was washed away by Chang Xi.

It can be said that he has returned to his fair and flawless... cough, cough.

Yun Yun also slowly opened her eyes,

"Hmm? Is it... Chang, Empress Changxi?" Yun Yun said weakly.

"Are you awake?" Chang Xi looked at her with a smile. This was Chang Xi's first trip to another world, and it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"Thank you, Empress Chang Xi." Yun Yun sat upright, then looked behind Chang Xi. She seemed to see "Uncle Jiu"?

Could it be that she was saved by the members of the chat group like Uncle Jiu last time?

On Xiao Yan's side,

After some explanation, Xiao Yan finally dispelled Uncle Jiu's fear of "ghost".

After all, when Lin Jiu was unfamiliar with the strangeness of the other world and had not figured out the customs and humanities, he would not be so stupid that he would just "subduing demons and eliminating demons".

Xiao Yan was nervous, and he didn't know how to explain the doubts of Uncle Jiu and Yao Lao.

After all, time travel is his biggest secret, because he has never told anyone the secret, even to his father and childhood sweetheart Xiao Xun'er.

So he stammered and let go of the exploration of why Uncle Jiu appeared, but the perfunctory meaning was that his teacher and Lin Jiu could see it at a glance.

However, his teacher respects his secrets, and Lin Jiu is not the one who insists on exploring other people's privacy.

Just as Chang Xi stood up with Yun Yun, the group suddenly heard a sound, which was an unusual movement in the woods.

Xiao Yan said in shock: "Oh no, it's those monsters!"

"Is the monster? Is it the same as that lion?" Uncle Jiu asked, a little nervous, but felt the existence of Chang Xi beside him, so he felt relieved.

"Who are you?" Yun Yun also found a person who was not a member of the group and asked him.

Yun Yun's face was pale at this time, but with Chang Xi's support, she was not afraid at all.

Although I don’t know Chang Xi’s strength, I must be stronger than her. If she recovers, let alone some monsters, even the Lion King... well, she is not afraid.

"Ah? My name is Yan Xiao, hehe." When Xiao Yan answered, he touched the back of his head and showed a kind smile on his face.

"Yan Xiao..." Yun Yun recited the name once and found that she had never heard of it, so she stopped paying attention.
To be continued...