I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 139 Meeting Yun Zhongjun, the incident happened

After the Great God Conferment is over, every country is governed by supreme gods, and worshiping them in the future will allow the territory to grow.

As for the Lord of the Underground, as the most illusory concept, it is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, just like the main gods believed by the major tribes.

Most of the Jingchu area believed in Taiyi, Baiyue believed in Pangu, the Western Zhou Dynasty believed in Haotian God, and Dongyi believed in Zhongtian Ziwei Dixing.

There are also some large and small tribes with different main god beliefs. People are accustomed to these, and no one has really seen them, but they will not delve into whether they are real and exist.

What Tang Ping wants is this effect, which seems to be present but not present, unobtrusive and ubiquitous, so as to minimize his own sense of existence.

After finishing all this, Tang Ping drove the tiger cart straight to the sky.

Like a ferocious beast out of its cage, the tiger cart broke through the sea of ​​clouds in the night sky, bursting out with unprecedented speed.

At this moment, all the creatures in the atmosphere couldn't help but be shocked. A bronze tiger has such power.

The sky in this world is not an ordinary sky, and there is no outer space in the outside world. The whole world is in the form of a round sky, and the sky is divided into several layers.

Just when Tang Ping was advancing to nowhere.

The pitch-black sky suddenly turned white, golden light filled the sea of ​​clouds, and the halos of light looked like the scales of a golden dragon.

The strong wind above the sky was stronger, and the strong wind hit the protective cover of the tiger cart, and the roar could deafen the ears of mortals.

The strong wind is invisible, but Tang Ping has no doubt that if a piece of steel is released, it will probably be vaporized in an instant.

After Tang Ping's eyes got used to it, he finally saw the source of the golden light.

They were nine five-clawed golden dragons, each ten thousand feet long, pulling an extremely luxurious car, as if they had exhausted the most expensive materials in the world, gems, agate, pearls, purple gold, and ten thousand-year-old sandalwood.

This can no longer be called a car, this is a palace on the cloud.

In front of the palace, near the front of the car, is a small garden with a pavilion by the pond, where men drink alone against the moon.

This man was extremely beautiful, his eyes were like the sun and the moon, and his clothes were like clouds in the sky.

Jian will come to the Shou Palace, and the sun and the moon will be in the same light.

The dragon drives the emperor's clothes, chats and travels with Zhou Zhang.

The moment Tang Ping saw this person for the first time, this line of words appeared in his mind.

He knows who this person is, this is a poem describing Yun Zhongjun.

The ancient great god Yun Zhongjun.

Yunmengze is the most mysterious, but also the most unrestrained fairy.Have strength but don't seek hegemony, see weakness but don't bully, don't oppress others with virtue, don't judge seniority by seniority.

People who want to see him have never met him in their whole life. On the contrary, many poets who have no power to restrain themselves are often received by him.

"Huh?" At this time, Jun Yun also noticed Tang Ping who had suddenly barged in, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"I am the underground master Tang Ping, please forgive me if I strayed into the treasure land." Tang Ping said neither humble nor overbearing, clasping his fists.

"The Lord of the Underground... Lord Yunzhong, there is also a fate..." Jun Zhong muttered to himself, and then looked at Tang Ping, "Mountains, rivers, the universe and the starry sky are created by the Dao of Heaven. They are shared by all souls, and they are not exclusive to me. Why? Come and talk about trespassing? The visitor is a guest, so please come up and talk about it.”

call!
The breeze blows, the cloud road spreads thousands of miles, and falls in front of the tiger cart.

Feng and Yunxia turned into two boys.

"Under Izumo."

"Under the morning glow."

"God please."

"Okay, then I will not be polite."

Tang Ping put away the tiger cart, stepped on the cloud road, and the cloud road shrank automatically.

On the way, Tang Ping looked around.

The two boys were not living beings at first glance, they were just illusionary creations. It seemed that Yun Zhongjun was quite lonely.

The closer you get to the dragon carriage, the larger the area above it should be, some kind of magic method was used.

This is a piece of land.

The trees are Zhilan Yushu, the water is cold spring red water, and the hall is bronze red wood, decorated with various precious stones.

There are some strange fish in the pond, such as jade fish, copper shrimp, golden turtle and silver turtle.

Yun Zhongjun nodded to indicate to sit down, Tang Ping sat opposite, and Izumo boy poured tea.

"There is a country of fire in the Western Regions, where the earth's fire never goes out for thousands of years, and the volcano has a unique tea. I named it melting fire tea. After ten years of drinking, I won't be afraid of the scorching heat."

Tang Ping looked at the cup in front of him. The tea in it was as red as blood. After drinking it, his whole body felt warm. This warmth gathered in his dantian, continuously supplying heat to the human body.

Tea is of little use to practitioners, it may be a miracle to mortals.

"It's not easy for ghosts to practice, but it's rare in your realm."

"Due to luck, I didn't dare to think about getting to this step. I may have to retreat to the mountains and forests in the future and devote myself to cultivation."

"It should be like this. Everyone in the world pursues supernatural powers and spells, but they don't know that longevity and long-term vision are the right way."

Yun Zhongjun is a typical deity who is light on magic and focuses on internal strength.

This kind of gods don't like to be brave and ruthless, and they specialize in internal strength and improve the essence of life.Fighting skills are relatively poor.

Of course, that doesn't mean he's weak.

It's the same when you cultivate to an extremely high level.

"It's still the great god Xiaosha. Facing the troubled times, we mortals can only persevere in our pursuit and practice painstakingly to win a glimmer of life."

"You also know that there will be a catastrophe in the future?" Yun Zhongjun was quite surprised.

"The Great God doesn't know something, and I know it because of you."

Tang Ping talked about the relationship between Yao Ji and himself.

It was only then that Yun Zhongjun suddenly realized, no wonder he was so familiar with Tang Ping.

When Yao Ji transformed into form, Yun Zhongjun once saw Tang Ping from a distance, but he didn't pay much attention to Tang Ping on the mountain.

With this level of relationship, Yun Zhongjun got a lot closer.

"The catastrophe in the future may affect many people, and some reclusive gods are no exception. These people will gradually wake up in the future, and there will be a good show at that time." Yun Zhongjun said with a smile.

"There are still reclusive gods in the world?" Tang Ping asked unexpectedly.

"Why not? There are many ways to prolong life in the world, such as the immortal medicine of the emperor of heaven, the natural integration with heaven and earth, and the method of reincarnation to change identities."

Tang Ping realized that this was an excellent opportunity to inquire about information, so he struck while the iron was hot and asked:
"Who is there?"

"There are three systems in China: Jianghan, Heluo, and Haidai. Most of Jianghan are different people and beasts. Heluo is the ancient emperor and his descendants, Huangdi Zhuanxu. Haidai is the true cultivator of mortals, the eight masters of the sun and the moon, etc. There are also Kunlun in the west, foreign countries in the north, and scattered people from overseas."

The future is the rise of descendants of these systems, or the resurrection of ancient gods. All in all, this is a collision of different systems.

Zhou and Shang actually fought for the orthodoxy of Heluo.

The emperors of Heluo often have advantages that other forces cannot match. They are orthodox, can sense the ethereal heavens, obtain mysterious powers, and can directly become powerful monks from mortals.

This is the case with the state of Zhou in Zhouyuan area.

They have a mysterious connection between heaven and man, and they can directly communicate with heaven without going through bloody sacrifices.

Merchants rely on a large number of human sacrifices to obtain God's favor; Zhou people only need the so-called "benevolence" to allow God to bestow grace.

Although it is nonsense in the eyes of other countries, the Zhou people are indeed powerful because of this. The Fengming Qishan incident a few years ago has greatly increased the Zhou people's prestige.

The haze of Zhou Bo being killed a hundred years ago has been swept away, and now Zhou Bochang is leading Zhou people to a new peak.

The trend of Zhou people and merchants competing for hegemony has been spotted by many great gods.

But some people see the root cause, such as Yun Zhongjun.

Yun Zhongjun can see the more far-reaching struggle, the struggle between the major gods.

"Each region has its own characteristics. If you want to survive, you can choose one to rely on." Although Yun Zhongjun doesn't care about world affairs, he still knows a lot about the outside world.

"Which one does the Great God think is appropriate to take refuge in?" Tang Ping asked.

"Zhou people don't have a deep background, and Dongyi is mysterious and unpredictable. After all, it is located in a remote place and is not recognized. The west is too far away, and the north is ignorant. I suggest a big merchant."

Hearing this, Tang Ping almost spit out.

Yun Zhongjun's vision is not good, there are so many options that are not bad, but he chose a big businessman who is declining.

No wonder it disappeared

"Ahem, let me think about it, or I can hide."

"Hiding? Then you can only linger on."

Cultivation requires a lot of resources, especially ghosts, every step is a struggle with the sky, life itself is not enough, if you hide, you can only hide in one place and grow old slowly.

"Haha, let's take a step at a time."

Tang Ping thought that he still had a lifespan of more than 1000 years, and with the new exercises he would comprehend in the future, he might be able to add another thousand years, not to mention the life span brought about by breaking through the realm.

Rounding up equals infinity.

There is also the strength increase brought about by the expansion of the shady soil.

Within the scope of the territory, Tang Ping can kill people across a large realm.

As long as he breaks through the Yin God, he will have the fighting power to be tough on the ground.

So there is no rush at all.

After a while, Tang Ping got up.

"I will take my leave first, thank you for your hospitality."

"it is good."

Yun Zhongjun waved his hand.

Whoa!
The smoke dissipated, and the dragon chariot suddenly disappeared, leaving only Tang Ping in place. The clouds supported his body to protect him from the strong wind outside.

"Haha, I'll go too!"

Tang Ping summoned the tiger cart and prepared to go back to Qunyu Mountain.

The sea of ​​clouds on both sides of the strait retreated rapidly.

Tang Ping frowned and thought.

The two of them didn't talk too deeply, and Yun Zhongjun didn't say anything about Yunmengze.

"Don't rely on anyone, just develop your own power."

Tang Ping has a long lifespan.

2000 A lifespan of two hundred years is enough to kill a generation of immortal emperors.

In the future, if you live longer and survive two or three generations, you will basically be your own world.

The day and night are too dangerous, just fight for ten thousand years.

King Wu defeated Zhou, King Ping moved to the east, Spring and Autumn and Warring States, a hundred schools of thought contend... so many historical nodes have not happened yet, compared to the magnificence of the future, this matter is nothing now.

Tang Ping's eyes flickered, and he said in his heart: "The future must be the world of gods. No matter how many heroes compete with each other, and the vicissitudes of time, everything will return to nothingness."

Simply put, the future is mine.

"One hundred thousand points of proficiency, with a sufficient supply of stellar energy, at least 250 years, during which time you may be able to play some side jobs and arrange some things."

Medicinal pills are a good side job. If you cultivate to a very high level, each medicinal pill can be easily transformed into one body, helping people break through bottlenecks, or creating a genius.

The level of alchemy in this era is very poor, side effects are normal, sequelae are highly probable, poisoning death is a rare event, very few have consummated elixirs.

Return to Qunyu Mountain.

Tang Ping entered the Wuya Palace.

The door was slowly closed, and the room became dark. The empty Wuya Palace looked extremely gloomy. Fortunately, Tang Ping himself was a ghost, otherwise it would have been a bit creepy.

Eighteen deep-sea shark lamps on red copper wood were automatically lit, and the hall was as bright as day again.

Take out the stellar energy to absorb, practice one side of the kung fu, and then open fire to make alchemy, and the elixir gradually takes shape in the cauldron.

He would make alchemy if he had nothing to do. Pills are hard currency, even harder than so-called ghost money. In some places, ghost money may not be valuable.

Pills are top-grade panacea, so the more the better.

At the time of Tang Ping's alchemy.

There was a fierce conflict between Nanlu Kingdom and Fire Worship Kingdom.

Fire Tree Valley.

Even in the middle of the night, the place is still full of light. Thousands of trees similar to locust trees grow all over the valley. The reason why they are similar is that these trees are burning with flames.

This is the fire tree.

There is a goat under the tree, and the horns of the goat burn like a candle.

There is a city in the Valley of Fire. People in this city are not afraid of flames or heat waves. They wear flaming velvet robes. What's more, they control volcanic sheep, or turn into flames to travel.

This is the residence of the Fire Lantern Clan of the Fire Nation.

It was one of the places under the jurisdiction of Prince Fengxiao back then.

boom!
"kill!!"

A cloud came over the sky.

Followed by a crazy rainstorm, this rain is not rain, but black rain of true energy, the rain is pouring, and most of the flames are extinguished.

Above the dark clouds are a group of strange people with human heads and snake bodies.

"kill!!"

The army of ten thousand people from Nanlu Kingdom came together, and the thirty thousand people in Huoshu Valley, regardless of men, women and children, were all wiped out.

Young Master Feng Xiao's fief is Shenzao City, which is three hundred miles away from Huoshu Valley.

Inside the city are Fire Worshipers with various decorations. The structure of the city is no different from that of an ordinary city. There is a mound in the center of the city. The mound is square, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. fire.

Whoa!
At this time, the flame flew out and turned into a young man with red hair and red eyebrows.

This person is the eighth son Feng Xiao.

"Everyone to Fire Tree Valley!"

With Feng Xiao's order, [-] troops marched into Huoshu Valley.yes
The guys from Mingzhu Temple dared to attack him. This was an unexpected situation for him. A dying force in Mingzhu Temple dared to take the initiative.

If it wasn't for being afraid of the mysterious Candle Snake, it would have been wiped out by others long ago.

When the army marched.

The three-yearly Great Court Meeting of Bright Candle Shrine is about to be held.

This time, Nanluhua set the meeting place in the capital of Nanlu Kingdom outside the mysterious space of Jianxia Ghost City in the name of joining forces to deal with the Fire Worship Nation after the meeting.

In the south of the river, there are towering mountains, and there are almost no roads leading to the outside, but if you look closely, a three-meter-long and wide tunnel is drilled out of the mountain peaks, leading to the depths of the mountains.

Deep in the mountains is an ancient stone city with ancient murals painted with oil paint on the city walls.

It was the first time for Tang Ping to come here, and Wei Hu was by his side, so he took this opportunity to introduce Wei Hu to everyone.

There are only snake people here. Under the gaze of the snake people, Tang Ping, Wei Hu, and some deacons from other races came to the hall.

Nan Luhua waited here for a long time, he sat on the main seat with big thorns, his demeanor was haughty, changed from the gentleness of the past.

At least [-]% of the more than [-] people present do not understand that these are not the core members of Nanlu Kingdom.

Many people looked at Tang Ping, wanting to see Tang Ping's embarrassment, but Tang Ping walked to the middle of the hall with a normal expression, pointed at Wei Hu, and said to everyone: "This is my beloved disciple——Wei Hu. "

Everyone looked at this guy with dragon horns, and they were very surprised. The weirder it looks, the stronger it is.

boom!
Before everyone could speak, there was an explosion first, followed by screams and hacking sounds.

"what happened?"

"Enemy attack!!"

"..."

Nanlu Hua Huoran got up and gave orders to everyone, saying: "Nanlu Qi, Nanlu...you lead people to meet the enemy!"

Nan Luhua made a roll call and followed the matter urgently, and everyone didn't care who was the leader.

In an instant, most of the people in the hall disappeared.

Nan Luhua followed closely behind, and set off with the direct descendant of the Snakeman.

Only Tang Ping and Wei Hu were left here in twos and threes.

"Master, this... seems to be a conspiracy." Wei Hu whispered.

"I know..." Tang Ping laughed.

After half an hour.

boom!
The roof of the palace was blasted, flames and sawdust fell in, and then the flames turned into a clamor.

Feng Xiao was surprised to see Tang Ping in the palace.

the master of all this

Even more surprising is yet to come.

I saw an exclamation from above.

"What!! Feng Xiao, you actually killed the palace master, I am at odds with you!!"

Nan Luhua's voice sounded from above, and he took out a pitch-black scale from his bosom.

Click!

The scales shattered, and the sky filled with flames formed a huge hood, enveloping him and the palace and isolating him from the outside world.

Under the crimson sky, countless fire dragons transformed into flames danced around Nanluhua.

At this moment, Nanlu Hua was in high spirits.

"Old dog, Feng Xiao, you all have to die today! Who can save you now? Haha!!"

"Haha, it seems that you have internal conflicts." With a sense of crisis in his heart, Feng Xiao joked to Tang Ping on the surface.

Tang Ping still looked old, coughed a few times on purpose, and said, "Ahem, Xiaohua, what are you in a hurry for? Wait for another 1000 years, and the old man will die..."

boom!
After all, his appearance quickly regained his youth, and his aura of the spirit realm was released.

(End of this chapter)