Jieyin and Zhunti looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes. They both nodded and said, "Master, please teach me!"
A clean smile, like seeing the bright moon through the clouds, appeared on the face of the elegant middle-aged man, and he said: "Okay, you will go to the sea of blood to explore! I am waiting for your good news!"
Hou Tu's sanctification caused a huge disturbance in the ancient times.
In the witch camp at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, there was a lot of joy and cheer, and all the witches were dancing with excitement, even the ancestral witches were doing the same.
"Hahaha, good! Now our witch clan also has a saint!" In the ancestral witch hall, Naz knocked on the table excitedly, the joy in his eyes unabashedly revealed.
Zhu Jiuyin picked up the wine cup in front of him. After drinking it, he laughed and said: "Hahaha, the local girl has become a saint, and Hou Yi has become an ancestral witch. Our witch clan is really blessed with double happiness!"
Di Jiang's face was also full of joy that could not be concealed.
The rest of the ancestral witches, except for Xuan Ming, were all drinking wine with their arms around each other and had no time to talk at all.
But the empty Pingyu Jia Yitian is completely opposite to the situation of the Wu clan.
Taiyi sat in a newly rebuilt side hall with a livid face, roaring angrily: "Witch Clan, Wu Clan! I didn't expect that the Wu Clan would also produce a saint. Is it God who wants to destroy our demon clan?"
Di Jun also looked ugly, snorted coldly and said: "Looking at it now! Our demon and witch tribes also have the support of a saint. If there is a war between us, we will definitely be defeated in the end. He can't stop him, but there are ten
A sub-sage! And it is still unclear whether the saint can intervene in the battle between the lich and the lich. Even if he intervenes, what will happen? Those high-ranking saints have never thought about the situation of our demon clan!"
Bai Ze stepped out of the crowd and said, "Your Majesty, if His Majesty Qingmingzi is willing to help during this calamity, our demon tribe will hopefully win!"
Di Jun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said: "Yes, Taoist friend Qingmingzi's magical power is comparable to that of a saint. If he is willing to take action..."
Kunpeng, who was standing at the bottom, had no expression on his face, but he sneered secretly in his heart: "How sad! The master was originally kind to the demon clan. But your Emperor Juntai's crazy slaughter of human races has already broken the master's heart. 9 Want
Master, helping the demon clan? It’s a joke, it’s a joke, hahaha!”
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The place of reincarnation in the sea of blood.
"Ouch!" The evil spirits above the blood sea let out soul-shaking roars, shrill and harsh! They were entangled with each other. They flew towards the depths of reincarnation like suckling swallows returning to their nests.
Li Qingming looked at Hou Tu, who was gradually calming down his momentum, and said, "Sister Hou Tu, don't you want to see the world of reincarnation that you created with your own hands?"
When Hou Tu heard this, he opened his red lips lightly, smiled and said, "I really want to do it, but I don't dare to invite you!"
Styx on the side curled his lips in disdain and said: "Sour, so sour!"
The world of reincarnation at this moment is filled with gray mist. A soul whose appearance cannot be seen clearly is wandering in the entire space. The eerie feeling is indeed a bit creepy.
"Click"
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the misty front, and groups of soldiers in armor walked towards a few people. Their bodies were illusory, with armor tightly bound all over their bodies, and only two bright red eyes were exposed on their hazy faces.
Holding iron swords and war spears, their faces were filled with a chilling aura. They were patrolling the world with a cold air, and there seemed to be no life fluctuations on their bodies, like icy dolls.
"What's going on?" Li Qingming and the other three were shocked.
When the Six Paths of Reincarnation was first established, it was impossible for living entities to exist. Unless these soldiers originally lived in that Chaos Bead.
Just when everyone was shocked and confused, a man walked out from behind the soldiers. Although there was a yin energy in his body, he was no different from a normal person. He bowed his head and saluted Hou Tu, saying: "Three saints. World.
Lord, please come here to welcome the three saints into the temple!"
The three of them looked at each other, and Li Qingming said: "World Master? But that Lady Pingxin?"
Hearing this, the gloomy soldier kowtowed towards the south of the world of reincarnation and said, "The most merciful, most benevolent and holy Empress Pingxin is the Lord of the world of reincarnation!"
After giving Hou Tu a strange look, Li Qingming said, "Please lead the way!"
The soldier stood up and directed the groups of Yin soldiers to search for the Hush Po, while he took the lead and led the way.
Seeing Hou Tu frowning, Li Qingming said, "Sister, I don't understand. How can your good corpse create Yin soldiers, hunt for souls, build cities... How can all these things be hidden from your soul?"
Hou Tu thought for a while and said: "Logically speaking, Ping Xin is the good corpse of my little sister. Her every move cannot escape my eyes. Why don't I know what Ping Xin does?"
Hearing the words, Minghe interrupted: "Taoist ancestor Hongjun Zixiao once said in his three lectures that the three corpses are the good self, the evil self and the self, which can also be called independent individuals. When they are in a specific environment or
When I am in the spirit treasure, I can only sense the existence of the three corpses, but I cannot understand what they are doing. Therefore, fellow Taoist Houtu, don't worry!"
While he was talking, the Yin soldier had already led everyone to an open area. There was a huge city here, made entirely of black psychic Yin stones.
This psychic Yin stone is a unique refining material in the world of reincarnation. They are hard in texture and good at gathering Yin energy. They can be said to be the most suitable spiritual material for soul cultivation.
Threads of black mist lingered one after another, and countless Yin soldiers came in and out of this ancient city. The busy scene was like the army of later generations.
Ping Xin, who had been waiting at the city gate early, saw Li Qingming and the others and hurriedly took a few steps forward and saluted: "Ping Xin has met me!"
"You and I are one, why do fellow Taoists need to be so far away!" Hou Tu returned the gift and looked at Ping Xin carefully, but suddenly found that with his saintly cultivation, he could not see through Ping Xin. This is really strange.
also!
"Hey! Fellow Taoist Ping Xin, why can't we all see through your cultivation?" Ming He, who was outspoken, looked at Ping Xin in surprise and asked.
Pingxin smiled lightly and said: "This side of the world was originally opened for me. In this side of the world, I am the way of heaven that controls everything!"
"Hiss!" Ming He took a breath and exclaimed: "What? Isn't that fellow Taoist on the same level as Taoist Ancestor Hongjun?"
Li Qingming patted Ming He's arm helplessly, and said angrily: "This Fangtiandi is derived from the Chaos Bead. Fellow Taoist Pingxin can say that he is the owner of this treasure. In this bead, the owner is naturally
You can do whatever you want! But if you leave the world of reincarnation, Taoist friend Ping Xin’s cultivation will still be suppressed to the early stage of quasi-sage. Fellow Taoist, I wonder if Ping Dao is right?”
Pingxin nodded slightly and said with a chuckle: "It's just as fellow Taoist said!"
"Boom!" Just as he said this, a thunderous sound suddenly came from the distant sky. Two dark rays of light, filled with endless pressure, directly broke through the void and flew towards Pingxin.
Seeing this, Ping Xin raised his hand lightly, and the two rays of light suddenly stopped running, and the dark light dissipated, revealing the thing inside.
One of them is a red writing brush with a light glow on the top and bottom. The thick Yin Qi overflows from its slender pen tip. The golden avenue runes are on the slender pen holder, painted with silver hooks and iron.
Carved with two avenue runes of "reincarnation".
The other thing is a dark book, and the aura it exudes is not far from that of the Heavenly Book of Gods. I don’t know what material the thick book is made of, and there are three avenue runes "Life and Death" imprinted on the writing.
"Book". Although these three avenue runes are reliefs, they seem to be moving, constantly flashing a dark luster.
"The Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen, the Book of Life and Death!" Li Qingming whispered, staring at the two spiritual treasures.
Ming He glanced at Li Qingming strangely and said, "Brother, how do you know the names of these two spiritual treasures?"
Li Qingming did not explain, but said to himself: "There are three books between heaven and earth. One is the Book of Heaven, 'Bang Shen Bang', which can be used to establish the status of gods. It is now in the hands of Taoist ancestor Hongjun; the other is the Book of Earth, 'Earth Fetal Membrane', which is established on
The top of the head can be used for one's own purposes with the help of the power of the earth, and the defense is unparalleled. Now in the hands of Taoist friend Zhenyuan, there is a set of the "Book of Life and Death" and the "Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen" written by Sanyue Ren. This book records the birth and destiny patterns of all living things in the world.
, distinguish the good and evil of the creatures in the three realms, determine rewards and punishments, and clarify merits and demerits! It should be the most precious treasure of the six paths of reincarnation!"
Looking at the empty reincarnation space, Li Qingming suddenly said to Ping Xin: "Friend Ping Xin, at this time, the six paths of reincarnation have just been established, but some of the things that should be built have not yet been built. I wonder if you have a plan in mind?"
Pingxin was stunned, looking at the gray space in confusion, and said: "I have never thought about what my fellow Taoist said, but if you look closely, this samsara space is indeed very vast and desolate!"
"In this case, I will help my fellow Taoist to perfect the world of reincarnation!" Li Qingming smiled faintly and threw something out of his hand.
The treasure is a square pagoda, about the size of a palm. It is dark and shiny from top to bottom, and is divided into eighteen floors. Each floor is decorated with carved dragons and painted buildings, which is extremely luxurious. There are no talismans on the entire pagoda.
There is only the dazzling black light and the cold evil spirit hanging down from the eight small windows opened on each floor. It looks solemn and majestic!
Li Qingming pointed with one hand, and the palm-sized pagoda suddenly burst into black light, and instantly expanded to an unknown size of hundreds of millions of feet.
A rumbling sound sounded from the huge tower, as if it was being beaten. For a moment, the black light dispersed, the sky suddenly appeared, and countless visions surrounded the tower.
"Hell is slaying evildoers, and there are two boundless blue and yellow springs! Eighteen levels of hell, stand!" Li Qingming raised it with one hand, thinking that the ground would suddenly press down. He saw the eighteen-story pagoda, with a faint light shining on each level.
A golden avenue rune appeared in each of them: "Tongue Pulling Hell", "Scissors Hell"...all the way to the 18th level of "Knife and Saw Hell".
Then the entire pagoda sank into the ground, and after a period of earth-shaking, it completely returned to peace. Only a giant arch stood in the southwest direction, with a couplet on both sides of the arch: "The gate of the endless prison has finally been opened, and reincarnations will not stop forever!"
Above the main beam are four talismans that look like ghostly drawings: "Hell has no end!"