My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 221

Saint Dojo, the weather is myriad.

This is a vast and boundless world for ordinary people.

A mortal, even if he rides a horse or a boat, he will never want to cross the whole world in his life.

And this is just the dojo opened up by the sage.

"Whoo~"

In addition to the 33 days, in addition to Dachitian, Qingweitian, and Yuyutian, there is another heavenly realm, which is the dojo opened by the chaos-Minghuitian!
A majestic fairy palace stretching for thousands of miles hangs above the sky of the underworld.

"Boom boom~"

On top of the heaven and the earth, there are more giants fighting hard, smashing the mountains and the earth.

Often two giants of a hundred feet fight each other, and within a short time of fighting and moving, they have already caused disasters in a radius of hundreds of miles.

Fortunately, after they left, the celestial light in the shattered land returned to normal in a flash, as if the violent battle before was just an illusion.

The same scene was played out everywhere in the small half of Minghuitian.

Shengsheng turned a picturesque world into an arena.

In front of the gate of the Minghui Palace stretching thousands of miles above the sky.

Han Shou and Ping Xin stood side by side, the corners of their mouths twitching slightly.

Gan!
Sure enough, the Wu Clan, regardless of men, women, or children, are a group of violent elements who will feel bad if they don't fight for a day!
The thick clouds couldn't hide his sight, and every move of the witch clan fighting in chaos on the ground was caught in his eyes.

Pingxin said softly: "The witch clan comes from the blood of our twelve brothers, and we treat them like our descendants."

"Our children and descendants have inherited the militant nature of my twelve brothers and sisters, and they fight almost every day!"

"Fight against monster races in the prehistoric world, and fight against ghost beasts and fellow clans in the nether world."

"Now I have ordered the heirs of all clans to move into my dojo, and it is also for you to successfully control the Netherworld."

Han Shou breathed a sigh of relief silently.

But when he thought of the mess left to him by the millions of witches who moved into the underworld after decades of leaving the Netherworld, he suddenly had a splitting headache.

With a calm tone, he paused slightly: "I have discussed with the five ancestral witches, and conferring them as Hades is to leave you with the power to deter the prehistoric world."

"There are Gou Mang, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, Qiang Liang, and Zhu Jiuyin sitting in command."

"Except for the presence of saints, otherwise, no one dares to violate the prestige of reincarnation in the underworld despite the greatness of the prehistoric world."

"However, my five brothers from the same family are not good at governing."

"Emperor, you need to select good talents to assist the five ancestral witches as soon as possible, so that the powers held by the five kings of the underworld can be clarified, and the blessings of reincarnation can also speed up the spread of the creatures of the prehistoric races."

"Shou, I would like to obey your mother's decree!" Han Shou bowed his head.

Immediately, with a flick of a finger, three innate spiritual treasures, the suet jade bottle, the heavenly flower pendant flag, and the evil sword, as well as nine female bamboo bamboo shoots and the unremarkable Nine Heavens Breathing Soil were sacrificed.

"Your Majesty, this is the reward that the sages gave to the witch clan to surrender to the protagonists of heaven and earth, please pass it on to the ancestral witches on your behalf!"

"There is also a "Jade Qing Jing", which is Shou's own claim to use the power of the witch clan to force the Yuqing sage, and please forgive me!" Han Shou's face was a little shy.

With a soft smile on Pingxin's face, "When I left Zixiao Palace, I told you to use this to ask for help that will be of great benefit to you."

"You...what is your crime?"

"Leave that evil sword alone, and you can keep the rest for your own use."

"Sister Xuanming is lacking a handy weapon. Although the Xiexie Sword is a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, it is superior in its righteousness, majesty, and sharpness. Even if Sister Xuanming cannot use this treasure's various magical functions, she can use its sharpness."

"Since you obtained this treasure, you can pass it on to my sister personally!"

"The mutton-fat jade bottle and the heavenly flower pendant flag, non-qi practitioners can't use them for all kinds of wonderful functions. My family has no soul, if they are left behind, the treasures will only be dusted."

"You can stay by your side as much as possible to be the treasure that protects the Dao!"

Han Shou hesitated and said: "But that mother's bamboo shoots are top-notch innate spiritual roots. Every 9000 years, a section grows. Each of the nine bamboo shoots has 36 sections. It takes more than [-] years to get one. After taking it, it will cleanse the true spirit, clarify the mind and see the nature, and it will strengthen the true spirit, and it will also be of great benefit to the witch clan."

"The Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is the essence of the turbidity of the earth, and it is also of great use in the cultivation of the Wu Clan. All the materials and spiritual treasures are all obtained by the Wu Clan by abandoning their position as the protagonists of the world. How can they hide them privately?"

Staring at Han Shou with a smile that was not a smile, "Oh?"

"The mother bamboo shoots and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil are also of great use to you, are you really willing to keep them?"

Han Shou said frankly: "I really don't want to give up!"

"The breath soil and the mother bamboo shoots are rare treasures that are hard to find in the wild. How can 'Shou' not be moved?"

"Then how dare you covet this thing that is not mine?"

"Besides, if it weren't for the majesty of the empress, it would be difficult for 'Shou' to feast his eyes, so how can we talk about keeping it for ourselves?"

"Therefore, the self-responsibility belongs to the Wu family."

Flat-hearted and pleased: "Good!"

"Mother Bamboo Spirit Shoots, go find my second brother Gou Mang, and give him eight."

"This treasure can strengthen your true spirit and increase your accumulation and foundation. It is of great benefit to your practice. However, this thing has been exposed to the methods of other sects for a long time, and its spirituality has disadvantages. If you take it too much, it will make your true spirit admire the West, and sooner or later you will turn to the West. Under the Holy Gate."

"There is no serious problem if you take one, but if you use three, it will be difficult for even a sage to turn the tide and wipe away the poison of this true spirit!"

Han Shou was stunned on the spot.

Then he gritted his teeth: "What a Second Saint of the West!"

"It is obviously used to pay off the witch clan, but you dare to calculate?"

Pingxin shook her head slightly, and said with a smile: "I must mention the non-calculating witch clan."

Han Shou reacted in an instant, and said in amazement, "Your Majesty's intention...are you plotting against me?"

Jian Pingxin smiled and said nothing, he didn't know that he guessed right.

"The two saints of the West are devoting their minds to how to strengthen the West, so that the West will repay the merits owed by the Dao of Heaven when they were sanctified. You have the qualifications to prove the Tao and become a saint. If you can admire the West and worship the two saints, you will win in the eyes of the two saints." Have a great time.”

"How can you not be tempted to pick up and guide?"

"You think that mother bamboo shoot is a treasure that can be discarded at will by the second saint?"

"The spiritual bamboo shoots from Qingjing bamboo can grow once every 3000 yuan. The best time for the spiritual bamboo shoots is longer than 36 knots."

"Therefore, it takes more than three thousand yuan to get a female bamboo shoot!"

"Give you nine pieces at the same time, how great is the compensation given by the two Western sages?"

Ping Xin said and couldn't help laughing: "Give you nine female bamboo spirit shoots, I'm afraid it will make the second sage more reluctant than the low-grade innate spirit treasure."

"It's a pity that the second sage miscalculated that you didn't take all the evidence privately. This calculation...puchi..."

At this moment, Han Shou felt terrified.

It suddenly occurred to him that Pingxin had only asked him to give the Extermination Sword before, and the rest could be kept.

If he really agreed to keep the rest of the things private, he would not advise Ping Xin to keep some mother bamboo shoots, Ping Xin... Will he still mention this matter?
Han Shou wakes up: I'm afraid, to a certain extent, this is also a test of Pingxin's invisibility?

Pingxin said softly: "Besides, although the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is the essence of turbidity, it is of no great use to our Wu Clan. You can keep it for your own use!"

Seeing that Han Shou was hesitant and wanted to decline, he said calmly and warmly: "There is no need to decline, my family's retreat from the wilderness is not the reason of the saints, but what you said before the third Lich War, and it is also the meaning of me and the ancestor witches. "

"You can use this to obtain the rewards of the saints. It is your own efforts. It is also an unexpected joy for our witch clan to get something. One evil sword and eight female bamboo shoots are enough!"

Han Shou bowed immediately, and said a little embarrassedly: "Since that's the case, 'Shou' is not respectful!"

"Thank you madam!"

(End of this chapter)