Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

"This child is teachable."

Qing Yi nodded with satisfaction, then asked,

"And what are you twelve, as the true descendants of Pangu, supposed to do?"

The eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches immediately became clear again.

Seeing this, Qing Yi sighed and said, "Of course there's a charge. The offerings those people brought weren't worth the attention of the Great God Pangu, so weren't they meant for you?"

"After the Pangu Mausoleum is built, surround it with a large formation to prevent people who do not respect the great god Pangu from sneaking in."

"You twelve will split into two groups, with six people guarding the gate each time. Take turns when you get tired."

"This way you can spend every day with the Father God, earn some income, and watch others attain enlightenment up close. It's all good. This is the true legacy that the Great God Pangu left for you."

The twelve ancestral witches attained enlightenment.

"Oh, I see. I was selfish before."

Houtu hugged the stone tablet and began to cry, "Please forgive me, Father God. I didn't know that Father God also likes liveliness. From now on, I promise I will never let Father God feel lonely."

With eight arms wiping away tears, there weren't enough eyes to go around.

Qingyi couldn't bear to look and picked Houtu up.

"Alright, get back to work and stop bothering your Father God."

"Alright, we will begin building the Pangu Mausoleum now. Please wait here with Father God, Uncle."

The twelve ancestral witches were full of energy and began to move mountains vigorously.

Since they couldn't move Buzhou Mountain, they went to move other mountains, determined to build Pangu Mausoleum even more magnificent and tall than Pangu Palace.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful."

Qingyi, on the other hand, was marveling at his own sudden flash of inspiration.

Building the Pangu Mausoleum for prehistoric creatures to worship—how ​​could this be such a brilliant move?

In the primordial world, even Hongjun would have to kowtow before leaving.

With the establishment of this ancient tomb, the Wu tribe now has a clear sky, and even the Heavenly Dao dares not cleave this place.

Will Hongjun never dare to come to Buzhou Mountain again?

Qingyi found it somewhat amusing that if you come to Buzhou Mountain, it would be unreasonable not to pay homage to Pangu. Perhaps Hongjun really wouldn't come to Buzhou Mountain.

Moreover, since the Twelve Ancestral Witches acted as guards of Pangu Mausoleum and no witch clan dispersed their fortune, who could possibly scheme against them?

"Pangu is Pangu; even after he perished, he is still so useful."

After pausing for a moment, Qingyi began to set up the formation.

No one dared to venture into Pangu's Mausoleum in the primordial world, but things that were supposed to be there had to be there.

Qingyi arranged the innate protective array he had collected around him.

While the twelve ancestral witches were busily engaged in construction, the innate deities were born one after another.

Taiyin Star.

Wang Shu looked tenderly at the two primordial energies in front of her that had transformed into innate Dao bodies.

"Xihe and Changxi pay homage to the Star Gods!"

If Wangshu hadn't died, the position of the Taiyin Star God wouldn't have gone to Xihe and Changxi; Wangshu would have been the true master of the Taiyin Star.

"Get up, children."

Wang Shu gently beckoned the two over, "From now on, just call me Teacher Wu."

"Yes, teacher!"

Xihe and Changxi looked delighted and were very close to Wangshu. From the moment they were born with consciousness, they knew that Wangshu had always been protecting them.

"Now that you have been born, come with me to the primordial world to meet a senior."

"Can we go straight to the prehistoric world?"

Chang Xi was a little excited; she hadn't expected to be able to go out and play so soon after transforming into human form.

Although Xihe, with her more peaceful temperament, was curious, she lacked the impetuousness of Changxi.

"Let's go."

Wang Shu rubbed their heads and activated the Taiyin Star Array.

After witnessing the conflict between the Dao and the Demonic Path, she wanted to go find Qingyi.

Unfortunately, Xihe and the other person were about to transform into human form, which is why it has been delayed until now.

Excited, Xihe and Wangshu left the starry sky. Suddenly, Wangshu turned back and glanced at the direction of the sun star with a blank expression.

Two spiritual treasures appeared in his hands. One of them radiated the power of Taiyin and was a spiritual treasure born on the Taiyin Star, the Moon Essence Wheel.

The other item radiates the power of the sun; it is the Sun Essence Wheel that Wang Shu retrieved from the Sun Star after Qing Yi left the Moon Star last time.

"That day, Fellow Daoist Qingyi also came from the Sun Star. I wonder what he took away from the Sun Star. It seems that the two of you from the Sun Star are not peaceful."

At this moment, Wang Shu could see much more clearly than before. The primordial energy being nurtured on the Sun Star seemed to be vying with her for control of the starry sky.

She cannot allow this to happen.

Qingyi isn't a bad person; he wouldn't take other people's things for no reason.

Since the Sun and Moon Essence Wheels were combined, their power increased greatly, so she simply took the Sun Essence Wheel with her.

That might weaken the enemy.

On the Sun Star.

The two primordial energies were taking form, and there were two accompanying spiritual treasures beside them.

"Preaching Star Chart, come on!"

A figure with an innate aura of royalty appeared and put away the star map.

At the same time, another figure also fully emerged.

"Donghuang Zhong, come!"

After Qingyi took away two spiritual treasures, two more companion spiritual treasures were urgently conceived after the birth of the Heavenly Dao.

These two treasures are also top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

Among them, the Preaching Star Chart can mobilize the power of the stars, and the Eastern Emperor Bell also follows the path of combining offense and defense.

However, none of them can compare to the two that Qingyi took away, and they are not the strongest among top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

"Brother, the future of this primordial world will surely belong to us two!"

Taiyi, bearing the Eastern Emperor Bell, was filled with boundless pride.

Di Jun laughed heartily, then suddenly frowned, "But I always feel like we've lost something."

Kunlun Mountain.

Three figures appeared: a young man, a middle-aged man, and an elderly man.

The young and middle-aged were empty-handed, only the elderly figure had a tower on his head.

The three brothers exchanged glances, all feeling that something very important to them was waiting for them, but they didn't know where to look for it.

Fengqi Mountain.

Two figures with human heads and snake bodies appeared for the first time in the primordial world.

A sea of ​​blood.

A foul aura surged eternally, and a blood-red figure, stepping on a red lotus and wielding two swords, walked step by step from the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

Further north, there's the North Sea.

As the Kunpeng soared to the heavens, the primordial world was born at an unprecedented speed.

Similar scenes are playing out in various parts of the vast, untamed land.

A streak of red cloud on the horizon transformed into the appearance of a Taoist priest in a red robe.

Another Taoist priest in a yellow robe stepped out from inside the ginseng fruit tree...

The legacy of Pangu's creation of the world, after countless eons, finally emerged, ushering in a glorious era for the primordial world.

.......

Buzhou Mountain, the construction site of Pangu Mausoleum.

The twelve ancestral witches truly risked their lives to build the Pangu Mausoleum; in terms of filial piety towards Pangu, no one could compare.

Under Qingyi's guidance, each of the twelve Ancestral Witches performed their respective duties.

Houtu mobilized a massive amount of sand and soil, Gonggong mixed mud, and Zhurong and other ancestral witches worked together to fire blue bricks of the acquired spiritual treasure level for paving roads and building walls.

Shebi Shi controls the surrounding weather, ensuring that the weather at the construction site is always in the most suitable condition for working.

First is the main gate, above which are engraved the three large characters "Pangu Mausoleum" in Taoist patterns.

Only Great Luo Immortals can access and understand Dao patterns; those below the Great Luo Immortal level are not qualified to access them.

Once you enter the main gate, you'll find yourself in a completely covered hall.

The area spanning tens of thousands of miles was created by the ancestral witches as a miniature version of the primordial land, where one can see various miniature iconic rivers, mountains, and other features.

However, only the western part has a complete terrain; the other three directions are empty because only Qingyi knows this geographical information. Qingyi has only been to the west and the starry sky, and the others can only be filled in later.

This miniature primordial land is planted with innate spiritual roots, all collected from the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain.

During this period, low-grade innate spiritual roots were like grass.

As for the main hall of Pangu Mausoleum, its exterior is even more magnificent than that of the Pangu Temple.

The main hall features a starry sky and also simulates the rotation of the sun and moon, as well as the basic outlines of the four seasons.

These are all Qingyi's requirements, and for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, this is also a form of cultivation.

The four seasons of the primordial world should be controlled by the Ancestral Witches. They are too weak to do so now, but they can practice first.

After this series of micro-manipulations, the Twelve Ancestral Witches gained an extremely profound understanding of the laws.

They actually broke through to the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm one after another.

Pangu's stone tablet is located in the very center and deepest part, as if it is watching over the primordial land at all times.

The two rows in front of the stone tablet, with six figures on each side, represent the twelve ancestral witches, symbolizing their constant protection of the father god.

Beneath the stone tablet was a fragment of a jade disc, which was stepped on by a foot that Houtu had molded.

Houtu: According to my uncle, the Father God used to ride on a plate and wreak havoc.

On the stone tablet is a lotus platform radiating a bluish hue.

Qingyi watched all this and silently smiled and nodded.

This is exactly the flavor!

"Heave-ho! Heave-ho! Heave-ho!"

Just then, Zhu Rong carried in a prostrate statue.

"Uncle, please check this quickly. This was made according to your instructions, using the dirtiest clay in the world. I wonder if it resembles the Hongjun you mentioned."

Qingyi looked over and clapped his hands with a big laugh.

"Well done, that's what old Deng looks like."

"Quickly, make him kneel in front of your father god's stone tablet. From now on, anyone who comes to pay their respects must slap this statue twice first."