Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 36 Murderous intent!
Goal achieved!

Jiang Haofeng was overjoyed, but he still looked embarrassed.

The old man of the Styx did not say anything, but just looked at Jiang Haofeng quietly. The atmosphere at the scene became more and more solemn.

After a while, Jiang Haofeng sighed, "Forget it, Fellow Daoist Minghe, since you said so, I can't refuse. However, this is really related to the survival of my human race. After reading this, Fellow Daoist Minghe, please don't make it public.

The old man of the Styx was immediately overjoyed. If Haofeng continued to disagree and broke in by himself, it would be troublesome.

"Don't worry, Daoist Haofeng. I swear to the Heavenly Dao that I will never tell anyone what I saw!"

Seeing that Jiang Haofeng was so magnanimous and allowed him to go in and check out a matter related to the survival of the race, the ancestor of the Styx immediately made an oath to the heaven.

"Brother Minghe, you are too kind. No need. I trust you."

Jiang Haofeng simply waved his hand and stopped the Styx Patriarch who was about to swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao.

The ancestor of the Styx basically never participated in the war between wizards and liches, nor did he have the intention to participate in the war between wizards and liches, or to participate in the battle for hegemony in the prehistoric world. From beginning to end, the ancestor of the Styx only thought about achieving enlightenment and becoming a saint.

Even if they knew that the human race had martial arts similar to the magical powers of the witch clan, there was no reason to tell anyone. In this case, they might as well give face to the Old Ancestor of the Styx and take this opportunity to establish a good relationship with him and attract reinforcements for the human race, which would bring many benefits.

"it is good!"

"Daoist Haofeng trusts me, and I will never let you down!"

"Don't worry, my friend. I will never make things difficult for you!"

A sense of heroism emerged in the heart of the old man of the Styx, and he immediately patted his chest and said!
"Okay, fellow Daoist Minghe, please come in!"

As he spoke, ripples flashed around him, and a towering city appeared in the eyes of the Styx Patriarch.

Looking at the vast city in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man of the Styx. He had seen tribes larger than this one, and he had also seen Dragon Palaces more magnificent than this one.

But the building before him was more magnificent and solemn than the Wu tribe, and more solemn and prosperous than the Dragon Palace.

Before I had seen this city, the Witch Tribe and the Dragon Palace were both first-class buildings in the prehistoric world, but now, none of them are as pleasing to the eye as the city before me.

The Wu tribe is vast and wild, but scattered and disorganized. It is far inferior to the neatly-arranged and majestic city in front of us.

The Dragon Palace is magnificent and majestic, as if it is the most magnificent place in the world, but it is too magnificent. Under the endless precious light, it lacks a lot of solemnity and has a sense of being flashy.

If the ancestor of the Styx were given a choice, he would definitely choose such a city.

In the future, I can build a city in the sea of ​​blood, the old man of the Styx thought secretly in his heart.

"Nuwa City!"

Seeing the three innate Taoist characters on the city wall, the eyes of the old man of the Styx flashed. In the name of Nuwa, in the entire prehistoric world, perhaps only the human race dared to do this. With the support of the saint, there are probably few people in the prehistoric world who dare to cause trouble for the human race.

Accompanied by Jiang Haofeng, everyone entered the ancestral temple of the human race. With the strength of the Styx Ancestor, without the cover of the Yin-Yang Microdust Array, the entire human race had no secrets in front of the Styx Ancestor.

"The witch clan's method?"

"Strange, the human race doesn't have witch blood?"

The old man of Minghe instantly understood why Haofeng stopped him, and immediately said: "Daoyou Haofeng, rest assured, I will never reveal even a little bit about martial arts!" Jiang Haofeng smiled and said, "I trust Daoyou Minghe!"

The old man of the Styx nodded with satisfaction. It was really a good feeling to be trusted by others.

Don’t worry. I, the ancestor of the Styx, have never broken my promise since I was born. Even if a saint questions me, I will not reveal a single word!
After a pause, the Styx Patriarch reminded him seriously, "Fellow Daoist Haofeng, the Witch Clan has twelve ancestor witches, each of whom is as hard as iron and very difficult to deal with. Moreover, they are numerous and powerful. Twelve quasi-saints are very difficult to deal with. Even I cannot afford to provoke them. Brother Haofeng should make plans early."

"The cause and effect of the Wu Clan is really hard to understand. The human race has the great way passed down by the Saint Taiqing. If it doesn't work, we can just give up the martial arts!"

Jiang Haofeng secretly shook his head in his heart, if there really were no human martial arts, you wouldn't be calling me Fellow Daoist Haofeng now, but Boy Haofeng.

The significance of the existence of martial arts is not to allow human beings to have their own method of practice, but to prevent the Saint Taiqing from monopolizing the merit of education.

If Saint Taiqing monopolizes the merit of education, human religion will develop rapidly among the human race. In addition, Saint Nuwa never shows up, and all the luck of the human race will be gathered on Saint Taiqing.

By that time, the luck will be given, but Saint Taiqing will not intervene. Then the final outcome for the human race can only be that the emperor will replace the human king, and the human race will have no power!

However, since the old man of the Styx could say this, it seems that he has a good impression of the human race. In the future, the human race will have one more friend in the prehistoric world.

Jiang Haofeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist Minghe, I know what's going on."

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Styx was not in the majority. They were all powerful people with their own calculations. There was no point in saying more. If someone advised him to give up the path to enlightenment, he would never listen and would even send him a sword of Avici!
As he spoke, the eyes of the Styx Patriarch fell on the Fountains of Life and Death, "Yes, it is a good treasure, fellow Taoist, it is a good fortune."

Jiang Haofeng arched his hands towards the sky and said, "Thanks to the great kindness of Goddess Nuwa, you have added three points of foundation to our human race. When the spring water is condensed one day, I will give some to fellow Taoist Minghe."

The Styx Patriarch nodded casually, "Okay, I also have some lotus seeds in my sea of ​​blood. They are not valuable. I will give you a few to play with when the time comes."

"I can't ask for it!"

After an inspection, the foundation of the entire human race was almost entirely exposed to the eyes of the Styx Ancestor. Except for the Book of All Things in Jiang Haofeng's mind, the Nine Signs of Heaven, and the Enlightenment Cushion, nothing else could escape the eyes of the Styx Ancestor.

There is no way, the strong prey on the weak, if you are not strong enough, you can do nothing.

After symbolically bowing in front of the Holy Mother Temple dedicated to Nuwa and the Holy Master Temple dedicated to the Saint Taiqing, the Styx Patriarch turned to look at Jiang Haofeng and said solemnly: "Daoyou Haofeng, thank you very much today. If you need me in the future, just call my name and I will be there in an instant!"

Jiang Haofeng did not answer directly, but promised solemnly: "Fellow Daoist Minghe, our human race is weak. If Fellow Daoist Minghe can use it, our human race will never refuse!"

"Haofeng, my confidant!"

After some greetings between the two, the Old Man of the Styx left Nuwa City.

In the void, the face of the old ancestor of the Styx returned to calm. As expected, he did not find anything special. The key to becoming an enlightened being was to create a race that would complete the heaven and earth, and to educate all living beings.

Of course, there is also the Hongmeng purple energy. In an instant, the figures of Jie Yin and Zhunti appeared in the mind of the Styx Ancestor, and a murderous intent quietly rose.

The murderous intent flashed across his face, and Minghe retracted it and looked towards the Nuwa City below.

The great wind of the human race.

It’s not bad, we can make friends, but of course, whether we can become close friends depends on subsequent developments.

(End of this chapter)