Tongtian Cult Leader was even worse, and his hanging heart completely dropped at this time. Fortunately, fortunately, the little secret in his heart was not peeked by Hongjun.
This time.
He can rest assured.
As long as Hongjun believes that this matter has nothing to do with him, it will be fine. As for whether others believe it or not?
Is this important?
It's not important at all.
The haze and uneasiness in the hearts of the saints dissipated, and Zhunti said: "Teacher, this matter has nothing to do with Tongtian?"
"Then whose handiwork is this?"
"So many powerful people can be cultivated in the Three Realms silently. This may not be something ordinary people can cultivate."
When Zhunti's words fell, the eyes of all the saints fell on Hongjun at this time. All the saints were curious if all this was not Tongtian's handwriting?
So whose handiwork is all this?
Who can silently create so many strong men under the eyes of a saint? What is going on?
After Hongjun was silent for a while, he said calmly: "If I guess correctly, all of this should be an authentic handiwork!"
"Houtu..."
When Hongjun's words fell, all the saints unanimously said this name at this time.
Houtu.
He was once one of the twelve ancestral witches and an authentic saint. After the Lich War, Houtu understood the tunnel, created the six paths of reincarnation, and became an authentic saint.
After dragging the remaining witch clan into the underworld, Hou Tu has not appeared in the prehistoric world since he became an authentic saint, let alone the Three Realms.
There are many reasons why Hou Tu did not leave the underworld. Hou Tu himself did not want to leave the underworld. Some people say that the reason why Hou Tu did not leave the underworld was not because Hou Tu did not want to leave the underworld.
It's because Hou Tu can't get out of the underworld at all. The reason why Hou Tu can't get out of the underworld is all the work of Tiandao Hongjun.
It is the masterpiece of their teacher.
Of course.
These are just hearsay, and you can’t talk nonsense without evidence.
The saints exclaimed and were shocked. They looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes. They were extremely shocked.
Authentic back soil.
Is all this the handiwork of Hou Tu? What if all this is the handiwork of Hou Tu?
Then everything can be explained.
Authentic.
It does not belong to the way of heaven.
The tunnel has capital comparable to that of heaven. Hou Tu, who mastered the tunnel, indeed has the strength to cultivate so many quasi-sages.
They will not know about the quiet cultivation.
After all, they are not in the same "world".
One is in the way of heaven and under the control of heaven, but the other is in the earth, yes, it is in the earth.
They are not in the same world, so naturally they don't know that Hou Tu has cultivated so many quasi-sage strong men.
Only those who have acquired the strength and capital can silently cultivate such a quasi-sage powerhouse under the eyes of Heaven.
Only Hou Tu has this strength.
In this silent moment, Hou Tu inexplicably carried a pot on his back, and the color of the pot was different.
The color of this pot is black, extremely black.
Such a black pot fell on the authentic Hou Tu. I guess it would be difficult for Hou Tu to wash away this black pot.
…
Hongjun looked beyond the chaos and murmured in his heart: "It's time to go and have a good talk with Hou Tu."
Hongjun controls part of the authority of the tunnel, so Hongjun can enter and exit the tunnel at will.
Hongjun's true body did not arrive, but a clone was peeled off from Hongjun's body and headed towards the tunnel.
Authentic.
Underworld.
On the Naihe Bridge.
The old Meng Po has always been on the Naihe Bridge, cooking her soup and giving a bowl of Meng Po soup to the reincarnated person.
Let the reincarnated people forget the past and be a good person in the next life.
Hongjun appears on Naihe Bridge.
"Hongjun?"
When Hongjun appeared at Naihe Bridge and in the underworld, Po Meng was very surprised and shocked to the extreme.
This Meng Po is not a simple person, she is the incarnation of the day after tomorrow. Don’t think that Meng Po is just making soup on the Naihe Bridge.
But the whole underworld is under her control.
On the surface of the underworld, Heaven and Buddhism are fighting endlessly, each controlling half of the underworld. This is just because Po Meng doesn't want to pay attention to them.
As long as Heaven and Buddhism don't break the rules of the underworld too much, Meng Po will generally not care about it and won't take action.
All she wants to be is an old woman who concentrates on making soup and doesn't want to worry about other things.
"Houtu..."
Hongjun called out Po Meng’s real name.
Po Meng said: "Houtu? The old woman is not a Houtu. The old woman is just an incarnation of the Queen."
"You can't be a empress, but you are an old woman like Po Meng."
"If Taoist ancestors don't maintain the order of heaven, what kind of wind brings you here?"
Hongjun: "Mother Meng, shouldn't you be very aware that I am here?"
"Clear?"
After hearing what Hongjun said, Po Meng said in confusion: "What do you know? The old woman has been boiling soup in the Naihe Bridge in the underworld. What should the old woman know?"
Hongjun raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Mother Meng, stop pretending, do you dare to say that the changes in the journey to the west have nothing to do with you?"
"The old woman knew about the calamity in Journey to the West. The old woman didn't know anything about the accident." Po Meng said that she didn't know anything.
She has always been making her own soup on the Naihe Bridge, never leaving the Naihe Bridge or the underworld.
Journey to the West to measure calamity.
She naturally knew about the new calamity in the Three Realms, but she didn't pay much attention to it.
So what about the journey to the west?
So what about measuring calamity?
What does this have to do with her? She just needs to make her Meng Po soup.
Hongjun: "Mr. Meng, stop pretending. It's meaningless if you keep pretending like this. Among the three realms, the changes in the Journey to the West are all your fault."
Po Meng: "......???"
"Hongjun, what are you talking about? I don't understand at all!" Hongjun's words made Po Meng very confused. She said that she didn't understand Hongjun at all.
Why tell her to stop pretending? What is she pretending to do?
She was just making soup on the Naihe Bridge, and Hongjun showed up and asked her to stop pretending. She didn't understand Hongjun at all.
"Don't you understand?"
Hongjun raised the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer: "Mr. Meng, it's meaningless if you keep pretending like this. I don't understand. Do you really want me to take action?"
Po Meng was stunned and looked at Hongjun stupidly: "You want to hit me?"
Hongjun: "...???"
Hongjun: "Mother Meng, I don't want to take action, but you forced me to do all this, so I have to take action."
Po Meng said in a deep voice: "You Hongjun, how come you are so arrogant when you come to my underworld? Just say some incomprehensible words."
"You want to hit me now?"
"Do you really think this is your destiny? This place is authentic. You are just a clone of Hongjun. How dare you be so presumptuous?"