Sun Wukong's life simulator

Chapter 248 There Are Bandits

Netherworld, a foggy world, full of gloom and terror.

Inspired by the six paths of reincarnation, countless souls of the dead came to this world from all over the prehistoric world, and plunged into the six realms of reincarnation one after another.

This is the only bit of order in the chaos.

Because there is no trial of merits and demerits in life at this time, even if they enter the underworld, these dead souls are also fighting non-stop, until they reach Naihe Bridge and drink Mengpo soup, they are honest.

And those dead souls who belonged to evil ghosts and resentful spirits were thrown directly into hell and were not included in reincarnation.

Suddenly, three figures covered with golden light came to the Underworld.

Under the golden light, the dead souls around stopped fighting, and their faces became peaceful.

"That's a lot..." Zhunti was envious.

Just a casual scan has saved so many dead souls. If the underworld can be brought under the name of the Western Sect and these endless streams of dead souls can be transformed again, how much merit will it bring to the Western Sect?

It's no wonder that no one dares to mess with the ancestral witches and empresses. To help the souls of the dead reincarnate, as long as the underworld is not destroyed, they will always have merit.

"Quick battle, first go and occupy Hell, and then discuss with her." Jieying said with a sad face.

"It should be so." Zhunti nodded.

Immediately, the two of them took Ksitigarbha and continued to go deep into the underworld.

Beside the Naihe Bridge, Granny Meng scooped up a bowl of soup from the pot and poured it down for a disobedient ghost in front of her. At the same time, she looked up at the three figures flying away.

hum!
"There are bandits." The crutch in her hand tapped lightly on the ground, and mysterious ripples passed through the ground and reached the end of the Netherworld.

The nether world is eerie and terrifying, but at the end there is a good place like a paradise.

There are many mountains and dense old trees here, and an ancient tribe lives on both sides of the rushing river.

"There are bandits!" A loud roar sounded.

Boom boom boom!
Tall figures with vigor and blood, some with bare hands, some with giant axes, war hammers, and broadswords, gathered in the center of the tribe from all over.

"Who dares to violate the border?"

"Where is the bandit, where is it?"

"Let him come out quickly, Lao Tzu's big sword is already hungry and thirsty!"

Naturally, this was the survivors of the Wu tribe after the Lich's catastrophe. They were all murderous, as if they had been holding back for countless years, longing for a hearty battle.

"Be quiet, everyone be quiet, don't rush to make a move." Big Wu Yi stood at the front.

"Yi, why are you so cowardly now? Didn't you hear that there was a bandit coming? Fuck him!" a witch clan yelled.

"You're the one who talks too much!" Big Wu Yi raised his hand to grab, and the mysterious and invisible force directly grabbed the Wu Clan and punched him a few times.

The group of witches suddenly became honest, and they realized that Yi was no longer the great witch he was back then.

After that catastrophe, the remaining Wu clan retreated to the underworld. It didn't take long for the great Wu Yi to find his own way and step into the quasi-sage realm.

They didn't understand what they said about cultivating their minds, and they knew that Yi's strength had already caught up with those ancestor witches who had passed away.

"I stopped you, but I didn't say that I wouldn't let you shoot." At this time, the great Wu Yi raised the ax in his hand, "Look at you, there are still people with bare hands. What era is it? Is my witch clan short of magic weapons?

As far as your strength is concerned, are your fists as sharp as magic weapons?Go back and get your things ready before coming back! "

Those Wu people who didn't have any weapons looked at their fists, and then hurried back to fetch giant axes, war hammers, broadswords and other magical weapons.

Although they don't have primordial spirits, they can't refine magic weapons and divine weapons, but as Yi said, their fists are indeed not as sharp as divine weapons.

"That's right, let's go!" Da Wuyi waved his hand, and a mysterious and invisible force spread out, leading a group of witches to leave this paradise and rush straight to hell.

On the other side, Jieying and Zhunti have brought Ksitigarbha to Hell.

It can be seen that this space is full of evil spirits, resentment, hostility, evil thoughts, murderous thoughts, etc., and there are countless evil ghosts and resentful spirits, howling and screaming in it, or roaring and roaring, all of them are extremely ferocious.

Not only that, there are countless evil ghosts and resentful spirits flowing into this place from all over the prehistoric area, and there is no end to it.

"Ksitigarbha, let's go back." The smile on Zhunti's face disappeared, and he said seriously: "This place can't even solve the back soil. If you enter this place, you may never be able to get out.
Even within a few years, your state of mind will be eroded, and obsession and karma will arise in your heart. "

"It doesn't matter if the Western religion doesn't enter the underworld, Daozu can at most blame it." Jieyin also said in a deep voice, "If there is a problem with your practice, it will be a great loss to my Western religion."

"Two masters." Ksitigarbha still had a benevolent face, and said with a smile, "some things must be done by someone, and you can't just throw them away just because there is no benefit to be gained.

The disciples went to hell because of the Western religion, and it was because of the suffering of all the evil spirits and resentful spirits that they decided to do so.

Therefore, the disciple has a great wish..."

"Who violated my nether world!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from a distance.

Boom boom boom!
A group of tall and vigorous figures broke through the foggy void and came to the top of hell.

"Only three?" A group of witches stared at the three figures in hell. They didn't care about the strength of their opponents, so their fighting spirit was not reduced by half, and they were ready to strike at any time.

"But the two saints from the West?" Big Wu Yi asked calmly.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at each other, and brought Ksitigarbha to the top of hell.

"I didn't expect that apart from Chiyou, the great witch who once fought for hegemony with Emperor Xuanyuan, you, the great witch who shoots the sun, can also become a quasi-sage." Zhunti laughed.

"Don't say useless words, why did you come to the underworld?" Yi said in a deep voice.

"This is Ji Zang, a disciple of my Western religion. He wants to practice in hell for a while." Zhun Ti said.

Yi looked at Dizang, then asked Zhunti, "How long is a period of time?"

"It depends." Zhunti's smile remained unchanged.

"Second Master, why bother to cover up." Ksitigarbha suddenly said, "I have not finished my words just now, the evil ghosts and resentful spirits in hell are all suffering, I have a great wish, only this body, I wish to rid this world of evil spirits Resentful spirit, hell is not empty, vow not to become a Buddha!"

"..." Jieyin and Zhunti were speechless for a moment, unable to stop them even if they wanted to.

Because this great wish has already affected the way of heaven, the way of authenticity, and even the way of humanity in the dark.

But is there such a wish?There is no benefit at all!
call!
I saw that countless meritorious powers gathered out of thin air, condensed into a Qianyeqingliantai, and appeared in front of Dizang.

In such a miraculous scene, Jieyin and Zhunti still didn't smile.

What is the use of a magic weapon? As they said just now, the earth is hidden in hell. It is easy to go wrong when practicing in such a vicious place.

But the two sages also understood that if Ksitigarbha made a great vow now, he would have to go to hell even more.

"Hell is not empty, I swear not to become a Buddha, what a great ambition, I admire!" After Da Wuyi praised, he suddenly sneered, "But why did the two saints play such a trick? It is said to let the disciples practice for a period of time, but in fact it is I want to stay here and not leave!"

"It's been a while." Zhunti still smiled.

"You are not welcome here, leave quickly!" Da Wuyi raised his axe.

"Yi, why are you talking nonsense with them!"

"That's right, so what about saints, cut them off!"

"The big deal is death? When have we, the witch clan, been afraid?"

All the witch clans behind also roared, waving their magic weapons.

The smiles on Jieyin and Zhunti's faces disappeared. Of course they could kill these witch clans with a wave of their hands, but killing them would not solve the problem, and would offend Houtu even more.

"Yi, it's just hell." Zhunti sighed.

"Occupy Hell today, Huangquan tomorrow, and the entire Underworld the day after tomorrow!" Big Wu Yi sneered.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at each other again, they never thought that the big Wuyi who once shot nine days in anger would become so wise, completely unlike other Wu clan who only know how to fight and kill.

"Yi, do you know the power of a saint?" Jieyin said in a deep voice.

"The power of a saint?" Da Wuyi laughed loudly, "I have nothing to say if the two of you want to overwhelm us with the strength of a saint. Then let him go to hell. After you leave, I will cut him down."

The ax pointed at Jizo.

Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions changed, they couldn't stay in the underworld day in and day out, the Wu Clan really wanted to kill Dizang, and they could do it.

The situation is deadlocked.

Boom!

At this moment, an incomparably magnificent array phantom slowly emerged above the underworld.

At the same time, the voice of the gods reverberated throughout the underworld, and the souls of the dead, who were constantly in dispute, suddenly became peaceful.

Looking up, I saw a beautiful woman in a goose-yellow dress, barefoot, walking out of the phantoms and appearing in the sky above the underworld.

In the void next to him, there was another gray-robed Taoist with a simple face.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Jieyin and Zhunti changed.

It was their expectation that the ancestral witch queen soil and the tunnel treasure six reincarnation disks would appear.

But where did this gray-robed Taoist come from?Why don't you see through it at all!
"Another saint?" Zhunti couldn't hide his surprise.

Ever since he was wounded by a god-killing gun over Chaoge Nuwa Palace, he guessed that someone in Honghuang might have quietly cultivated into the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The day before yesterday, Yuanshi Tianzun was beaten by the god-killing gun and a Taoist of Qiankun in the sky above Chaoge, and fled. This battle confirmed his guess.

But now it seems that he still guessed too little, there is more than one person in Honghuang who has cultivated Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!
The expressions of receiving and guiding were equally dignified. The two senior brothers watched Houtu and the gray-robed Taoist walk down from the air.

"Greetings to the ancestor witch." Da Wuyi and a group of witches saluted Houtu first.

"Exemption." Houtu nodded lightly, looked at Jieyin and Zhunti again, and said softly: "I already know the reason for your visit, Dizang can go to hell, but..."

"Okay, then thank you very much, thank you!" Zhunti said with a smile without waiting for Houtu to finish.

"Houtu Ancestral Witch is a true saint, we can trust it, and Ksitigarbha will hand it over to you in the future." Jieyin also nodded with a smile.

The two wanted to leave after talking.

"Let's go now? I didn't expect the two of you to be so short-sighted." A melodious voice sounded.

Jieyin and Zhunti put away the light under their feet, and looked at the gray-robed Taoist, "Haven't asked who you are?"

Sun Wukong, the yin and yang Taoist, waved his whisk and said with a smile: "The poor yin and yang Taoist."

Jieyin and Zhunti's complexions changed slightly, and they immediately thought of something, Luohu, Qiankun, Yinyang... Aren't they the ones who wiped out their western land line?
Think again about Luo Hu's God-killing Spear and Daoist Qiankun, defeating Yuanshi Tianzun and blatantly opposing Taoist Ancestor.

The position of the Yin-Yang Taoist is also obvious.

If it is placed in the human dynasty, it will be a traitor!
"Farewell!" The two saints didn't even think about it, and the light reappeared under their feet.

"There is a law in the poor way, which can help you revitalize the West." Monkey King said again.

call!
The guide and Zhunti stopped immediately.

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