In the desert of sin, gloomy clouds and mist cover the world, and dark divine lights are rising.
Twelve witches and gods suppressed the earth's veins, and thousands of ghosts paid their respects. A grand ceremony to worship the heavens had begun. A divine treasure was born in the underworld. Feeling restless and hesitant, the witch decided to hold a ceremony and ask questions about heaven and earth.
The Wu clan has magical blood and is naturally close to heaven and earth. They are best at predicting heaven's secrets and communicating with heaven and earth. Peeping into mysteries is their foundation. They can know blessings and misfortunes, and predict good and bad fortunes.
“But I don’t know what will happen if I return to the underworld?”
After the thought came and went, the shaman threw a piece of spirit turtle shell into the witch fire.
After three breaths, under the burning of the witch fire, the tortoise shell cracked three inches, releasing three inches of gray light. This gray light reflected on the witch man's face, making his expression darker and darker.
"The future is bleak, we are just hanging on, and we may even end up miserable in the future? Is the underworld really so arrogant?"
Watching the changes in the world, Wu Lao couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.
He is a good person and is the first ghost emperor of the ghost clan. He has great fortune and founded the line of witches and gods. His own strength is not far from that of a person with great supernatural powers. He originally thought that as long as he was willing to seek refuge in the underworld, the underworld would
At the very least, some courtesy will be given, but it seems that this is not the case now.
"Then what if I don't seek refuge in the underworld?"
Unwilling to give up, the wizard asked Tianji again.
The next moment the tortoise shell regenerated and changed, its cracks expanded rapidly, and scarlet blood emerged from it, showing an ominous look.
Seeing such a scene, Wu Lao's expression changed completely, because this was a bloody disaster, a real omen of disaster.
"Although the underworld is strong, it can't cover the sky with one hand. I don't believe that I don't have a chance to survive."
He spat out a mouthful of blood, causing the witch fire to flourish. The shaman tried to find a chance for himself, but at this moment, the tortoise shell seemed to be overwhelmed and shattered, completely turning into ashes under the burning of the witch fire.
At the same time, the heaven-sacrifice ceremony was terminated, the divine light dimmed, and the entire Sin Wasteland instantly fell into darkness.
Seeing such a scene, standing on the altar, the wizard did not come back to his senses for a long time. The underworld is powerful. According to the results of this divination, the best way for him is to surrender to the underworld. Although the future is bleak, as long as he operates carefully
, the possibility of saving his life was still very high, but he was unwilling to do so.
In fact, even if the underworld is really willing to sincerely accept him, he is not willing to enter the underworld. Although he can gain temporary stability by doing so, he is not willing to succumb to others. Once he takes this step and his Taoist heart is frustrated, he may have no hope of immortality for the rest of his life.
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"The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, there is no absolute death in this world."
"There is reincarnation in the underworld. The two immortal golden immortals are indeed powerful, but Houtian Shinto is very involved. All parties have bets. It will not be easy for the underworld to unify them. At least the White Lotus Sect, which is the source of Houtian Shinto.
You won't agree, you must know that the White Lotus Sect also has two immortals."
"Besides that, the immortals of the Demonic Way, such as the Demon Ancestor, the Earth Lord, and the Holy King, are probably not willing to see the Underworld unify the Houtian Divine Way, and even the Buddha is the same, because that will further enhance the strength of Longhu Mountain.
I know that the development of Longhu Mountain in recent years has aroused many concerns, and its growth is too fast. If we continue to let it go, it is really possible for one family to dominate the Taixuan World in the future."
Thoughts collided, Wu Lao speculated on various possibilities. He knew the secrets of heaven and believed in the existence of fate, but he believed even more that fate could be changed.
"Combining vertical and horizontal, this is a disaster, but it is also an opportunity. If I want to achieve immortality, I must have the support of the Witch God Cult. Only when the world is in chaos and the original order is destroyed, can I have the opportunity to show off my talents."
"At the worst, I can stick to the wilderness. With the support of the twelve gods and evil formations, no one can do anything to me unless the immortal comes. Even if the immortal comes, if he wants to suppress me, he has to destroy the desert and bear the heavy sins.
You cannot do it with your own strength, and only by showing corresponding strength can you get the corresponding respect and support."
Suddenly enlightened, Wu Lao saw a certain possibility. Although this possibility was relatively slim, the road was ahead of him. He was willing to give it a try. If he succeeded, he might be able to live forever. Or he might be able to jump out of the quagmire of the earthly world and overlook all sentient beings. However, he failed.
It’s just the death of the body and the disappearance of the Tao.
After thinking about this clearly, Wu Lao no longer hesitated and took action immediately.
At the same time, the birth of the Divine Whip shocked the whole world. Some people lamented the power of the treasure, some people coveted it, and even more people saw the danger in it.
The clouds are deserted, and the dark sun hangs high, swallowing up the skylight.
"It's troublesome."
The Dharma Eye reflected the heaven and the earth, observing the weather of the divine whip. In the dark sun, on the throne of God, the Dark Master couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Although the underworld does not lead and rarely interferes with the world of the sun, as Black Mountain becomes enlightened, its edge can no longer be hidden. Many people know that there is a divine dynasty there with endless ghosts and gods. It is a real tiger, and the tiger is going to
Cannibal.
With the achievement of the supreme treasure of the Shinto, and the presence of immortality, the claws of the tiger in the underworld have been sharpened, and naturally it will not lie dormant any longer. You must know that the person in the underworld, named the Taoist Master of Samsara, is in charge of the cycle of life and death. If you want to completely perfect the cycle of reincarnation, you must control the Yin.
The underworld is not enough, you must also have enough interference in the Yang world, and Houtian Shinto is the best bridge.
As long as they control the divine position and establish enough faith in the Yang world, the ghosts and gods of the underworld can project their power into the Yang world and gain various powers.
"You must increase your own strength. You can try to contact that person again in the future."
After pondering for a while, the Dark Master made a decision in his mind.
At this moment, in the filthy sky, looking at the divine whip that shrouded the entire Taixuan with its glory, Emperor Ying couldn't help but let out a cold snort. The divine whip could achieve the rare treasure so easily only because he had taken away ten thousand.
The spirit of the sacred mountain.
Buzz, as if I felt something, the dilapidated Wanshen Mountain made a low buzz, seeming more and more helpless.
Looking at the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain like this, Emperor Ying's face became even more ugly, and he suppressed it with one hand. After his care, the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain had regained some of its strength, but in the end it fell to the status of a treasure, which was much worse than before.
, now facing the Divine Whip is like a mouse meeting a cat.
"The original vitality has been taken away by the Divine Whip. Unless the Divine Whip is broken, I am afraid there will never be a chance to achieve the ultimate treasure in Wanshen Mountain."
Emperor Ying had somewhat anticipated the achievement of a treasure by hitting the divine whip, but he did not expect it to come so quickly.
"Perhaps we can look for him to take action. Everyone thinks he is dead, but I know he will definitely come back. With his attainments in the art of weapons, if he is willing to help, I may be able to sacrifice the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain into a treasure again, which will even surpass the enemy.
A divine whip."
As soon as a thought came up, Emperor Ying thought of an old friend. The fate between them was not shallow, and there might not be no chance of cooperation.
"Repairing the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain is one thing, and waiting for the Golden Body of the Human Emperor to be truly born is another. All of this will take time, and we cannot let the underworld go too smoothly after all."
With various calculations flashing through his mind, Emperor Ying sent out a spiritual thought, and soon after, a white lotus quietly left Wuhutian.