I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 153 Mother and Child Well Water, Master of Ten Zhang Fang

Whoa!
The water flow below disappeared, replaced by a vast space.

The sky above the head is pitch black, and there is a high platform in the center of the earth. On the top of the high platform, there is a night pearl like a sun, illuminating the place, constantly too bright, enough to be able to see things.

Tang Ping saw clearly the true face of the whole world.

This place is a bit like hell, there are small ten-foot lakes on the ground.

In the middle of the lake, there are many strange-looking aliens and humanoid creatures. The lake is not deep. These people are chained to their lutes, and half of their bodies are submerged in the black water.

Most of these people are ordinary people, and there are also feathered people, bird-headed people, animal-headed people, and human-headed beast-headed people.

These people were dying, their eyes closed, and they seemed to have fallen asleep.

There are many people on the ground, wearing black robes, bearskin cloaks, spears and shields, with four golden eyes on their faces, patrolling the ground.

There were about 5000 people. When these people passed by Tang Ping, none of them could see him, and even gave way voluntarily.

This is the method of covering the moon. The method of covering the moon is not an illusion, but it is stronger than the illusion. It directly changes a person's cognition. Obviously Tang Ping is here, but in their cognition, they feel that there is no one, at most it is an obstacle.

The water dungeon has become a territory, and casting spells on this site is one level higher than the outside world.

For example, Tang Ping is now in the realm of manifestation. If he casts spells, the power can reach traveling, and he doesn't need any pills or secret methods, so these people can't see clearly.

Tang Ping opened his eyes between his brows to see the origins of these four-eyed people.

"Human, metamorphosis."

"It turned out to be metamorphosis..."

Transformation refers to a person who does not have to go through the infancy stage, and is a mature person as soon as he is born.

Tang Ping carefully looked at the appearance of these strangers, and suddenly became alert.

This thing is a bit like an ancient stranger.

Fang Xiang is an ancient god, and his portrait is usually engraved in the tomb to guard the tomb and drive away evil spirits.

Fang Xiang also has four golden eyes, which represent seeing through all illusory demons.

These people should be the descendants of Fang Xiang, or Fang Xiang.

In ancient mythology, it is usually difficult to distinguish between a person and a group. It is possible that the god Fang Xiang is a tribe.

Tang Pingyun turned his gaze to the center of the earth.

Under the dark sky, there is a group of palaces.

Different from the stilted buildings of Daxi people on the ground, these palaces have the color of the Yellow River valley, and there are still many people in the past.

A red translucent turtle shell covers the palace complex.

This place was isolated from the outside world. Tang Ping thought for a long time, thinking that it might be a place where witches were imprisoned.

Then he walked over slowly and took a closer look. It was indeed the place where the witch lived, and a group of women were seen living in it from a distance.

With a thought in his mind, Tang Ping passed through the tortoise shell cover.

On the yin soil controlled by the gods, any formations and restrictions, even if you don't know how to control them, you still have the highest authority to enter and exit, and you can even make these things ineffective.

Of course, Tang Ping would not act rashly now.

Without finding out the situation clearly, it is absolutely impossible for him to expose his existence.

Tang Ping has always been curious about one thing.

That's how these witches have bred over the years?
There is an ancient well in the center of the palace complex.

At this time, a group of young women surrounded the mouth of the well, about five or six in number.

Each one has a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance.The surface is painted with oil paints of various colors, which is quite exotic.

The leading witch looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, petite, with white hair and delicate and lovely features.Among this group of women, she looks like everyone's little sister.

"Your witch power is about to fade, so while you still have a little power, drink the water from the mother-child well and reproduce."

"Female priest, why do we still need to drink this water? Since we can't get out, it's better to destroy the well water, so that these people on the ground have no chance to humiliate us."

Some people don't understand.

They are like birds in a cage here, and from time to time, some sisters are pulled up as sacrifices.

"Witches communicate with humans and gods, and the clown's inheritance cannot be lost. On the contrary, we must protect the clown god until the day the god wakes up, and we will be saved." The female sacrifice said piously.

The ground under their feet was buried with the ugly female body.

Guarding this place from generation to generation is precisely for the ideals in my heart, and for the sake of turning things around one day in the future.

Of course, this hope is indeed slim, but it is the only hope in their hearts.

All the daughters drank the water from the mother-child well.

The priestess watched from the sidelines, with difficult emotions in her eyes.

Passed down from generation to generation, sacrificed from generation to generation.

In order for the hundred or so witches to survive, she could only keep lying, deceiving everyone, and hypnotizing herself at the same time.

A witch can only be performed by a pure and pure woman. Once the body is broken, most of the power will be drained immediately. Another kind is that as the age grows, the mind is gradually contaminated with filth, and the power will also be weakened.

These few people are not good enough in the spiritual aspect. In this case, according to the regulations, they can only drink well water to breed offspring.

If the mother and son drink the well water, they can become pregnant, and they will definitely give birth to a girl.

Hence the breeding of witches.

Outside the palace, there are many farmland and vegetable fields, as well as an indispensable source of water.

Except that you can't go out, other places are similar to the mortal world.

When you come to the main hall, there is a high platform in the hall.

The priestess puts on the god's attire, loosens her hair, and covers her face with her hair and sleeves.

Gods are noble, and generally cannot be seen by people. Witches can see each other's true faces; but it is impossible for witches to see gods.

The priestess sat on the main seat of the statue, motionless, like a stone.

She whispered to herself, her voice was very small, but it spread easily in all directions.

After a while, a group of witches in costumes came here and sat down opposite the priestess, reciting ancient sacrificial poems in a low voice.

In the dimly lit hall, lightning appears from time to time, and wind, rain, frost, fire, resentment, and yin qi appear from time to time.

These witches absorb one or more kinds of energy, and their cultivation methods are extremely rough, directly embracing all rivers, washing their bodies and souls like they don't need money.

A witch is a kind of monk with a very high threshold and easy cultivation.

Once you become a witch, you don't need any skills, just communicate directly with the world and absorb it.

We must know that the vast majority of human souls do not have these essences innately, and absorbing them rashly into the body will not benefit the body, but will harm the body.

That's why there is such a thing as kung fu. Even so, kung fu is not perfect. There are many strange monks in the world, most of which are caused by unqualified kung fu and elixir.

But monks who are more than normal people are generally regarded as masters.

The practice of the witch stirred up the situation, and the priestess absorbed all kinds of energy, and her body was covered with colorful markings, which was a sign of the concentration of energy on the body.

If Shi Penggui and Shi Gu hadn't suppressed them, they would have rushed out long ago.

The way female priests act as gods is called "corpse", and later generations generally call them god statues.

The corpse of someone in ancient mythology, sometimes not a corpse, refers to this method of practicing as a god.

After a long time, the energy gradually dissipated, and the girls returned to their original state.

The priestess also stepped out of the mysterious and mysterious state.

"Huh, roaming..."

The priestess sighed deeply.

It's not that far from traveling, but it's just a little bit.

This is decided by the world.

Whoa!
At this time, there was a strong wind outside.

When the girls went out to see, a group of people wearing ghost masks landed.

The leader saw that everyone was so neat, and his eyes under the mask showed a mocking smile, and said: "Tsk tsk, yes, it saved a lot of effort, hey, the female priest is also here."

This man is the head of the three masters of Yun, named Uncle Yun.

"Who am I? It turns out to be you dog slaves." The female sacrifice sneered.

The Daxi tribe used to be slaves of the witch tribe, responsible for logistics and collecting sacrificial materials. Tens of thousands of years later, the two levels were reversed, and the former slaves became masters instead.

Although the priestess had never experienced this kind of thing, she also learned about it from her predecessors. Coupled with the persecution of witches over the years, she naturally felt extremely resentful.

"Sharp teeth, well, come and help me choose one as a human sacrifice. It is reasonable to choose three, but if you choose it yourself, I can consider reducing the number of two places, otherwise...hehe..."

Uncle Yun can be said to be a murderer.

"You!" The female priest's eyes turned blue.

boom!
Dozens of purple electricity fell on the head.

Before it fell on everyone's heads, a red light fell from the tortoise shell cover to counteract the thunder and lightning.

"It's useless, do you choose or not? If you don't choose, the old man will do it for you yourself."

The priestess looked at everyone with conflicted expressions, and finally made up her mind, saying, "I'll do it."

"Female Sacrifice!!"

"No, let me do it!"

Hearing that the female sacrifice came out in person, none of the girls agreed.

Every generation of high priests is a god representing ugly women. If the high priests are allowed to risk their lives, what is the point of living for their subordinates.

Seeing all the girls arguing endlessly, Uncle Yun felt irritable, flicked his sleeves, and said impatiently: "The old man repented!"

After all, three people were photographed and disappeared here in an instant.

Only the female sacrifice was left with a face of humiliation.

Everyone was silent for a while, and the priestess looked at the sky, with deep-seated resentment, and said word by word: "Bear the humiliation, today's revenge will be avenged in the future."

The same goes for the rest of the witches.

The hatred between the two parties has reached the point where it cannot be solved.

Of course, it can only be said now, and this sentence has been said hundreds of thousands of times.

In the end, I couldn't bear it.

The witch went back to rest, but the priestess still couldn't calm down for a long time.

After tens of thousands of years, the Wu Clan has been passed down for countless generations, but they still haven't been able to go out.

They can only be trapped in this small world.

The so-called sun, moon, and stars can only be known through word of mouth.

For the Wu people, many people only see the sun and moon before being sacrificed.

The people above are very vicious, they don't prohibit the existence of the high priest, and usually the high priest will get to the top and kill him when he reaches a certain level of cultivation.

The reason why the priestess is still alive now is probably because there is no such demand from above.

"Is this the same ending for my generation?"

The priestess has disheveled white hair, and her starry eyes are no longer sharp, but full of confusion.

The previous female Qi Chuan bit herself, at that time she was high-spirited and determined to change the status quo, but now she has become the muddleheaded female Qi.

"No, I will help you."

At this time, a gentle male voice sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it sounded like thunder to the priestess' ears.

"Who?" The priestess turned her head and saw that it was a man. She subconsciously thought that this man was from the Daxi tribe.

"Don't worry, I am not an enemy."

Tang Ping showed a little dharma appearance, his complexion was black and white with yin and yang lines separating yin and yang, and his eyebrows and three eyes revealed the past and present.

Only then did the priestess realize that this person was indeed not from the Daxi tribe, and she did not trust him because of this: "Who the hell are you?"

"I am the lord of the earth, appointed by Taiyi, the lord of the divine way."

The priestess chuckled and said, "You are so funny, you don't even blink when you lie; I don't know where you came from, so run away before the Daxi people find out."

Taiyi is on the same level as the Dao of the monks, the God of the Shang Kingdom, and the Haotian of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and it can also be understood as the universe.

Some people who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth jump out and say that they are some kind of master chosen by the universe. If this is not a lunatic, what is it?
Tang Ping shook his head, and when the female priest couldn't react, he put his hand on her shoulder.

Whoa!
The figures of the two flashed.

It actually appeared outside the turtle shell.

"This... how did you do it?" The priestess was so surprised that her eyes almost popped out.

"I can still go back..."

Swish swish.

After going in and out several times, the priestess found that those around her couldn't find her.

"how did you do that?"

"The master won't let outsiders see it, so naturally he won't be discovered."

Afterwards, Tang Ping summoned the spirit incarnations of the ground snake, water snake, and vegetation snake, and even brought her to the cave in the clouds.

"The Witch Clan is saved! Thanks to the gods, the little girl is a cow and a horse to repay the favor of the gods."

If we talk about the ability to enter and exit the formation, it can also be regarded as a special supernatural power, but this ability to manipulate the essence of the world at will, I am afraid that only gods can do it.

"Don't worry, I need you to lurk for a while, and it will be fine after a while." Tang Ping said, "By the way, where is the ugly girl's body?"

"Under the position of the mother-child well, within the forbidden cave built by ten friends and turtles."

"Not in this world?"

"It's not there, but I can sense the location, but it's blocked by the Ten Peng Turtle Formation. It might be better if it's sensed from the outside."

This formation prevents the internal consciousness from going out, but it cannot prevent the outside world from entering. After all, those people still have to monitor from above.

"Can you wake it up?" Tang Ping thought to himself.

If the female ugly is resurrected, coupled with the goddess of Xiangshui as external support, and occupying the entire Wushan by herself, then the Daxi tribe can die.

"it is good."

Tang Ping brought the female priest to the edge of the turtle shell formation.

"This god canonized you as the master with a radius of ten feet. Hereby!"

Half of the land is inside and half is outside, enough for the woman to get in and out.

This kind of miraculous method once again shocked the three views of the priestess. The ancient witch clan has never recorded such a miraculous thing, and it is impossible for the female clown to have such a method. Could it be Tai Yi's imperial appointment?

Although the lord with a radius of ten feet is a bit funny, but if you can seal ten feet, can't you seal ten thousand feet?
Only then was the female priest convinced, and began to look at Tang Ping with the attitude of a witch serving the gods.

"If you find it, please tell me."

"Yes." The priestess agreed, and then raised her head cautiously, "Do gods need maidens to sleep in?"

"What? Sleeper?"

"Yes, it's our honor to serve the bed."

"Let's get down to business first, and we'll talk about it later." Tang Ping waved his hand and refused, not thinking about it for the time being, and went back after explaining something, and he had to deal with some things next.

The priestess stayed where she was, blinking suspiciously, isn't this a serious matter?

(End of this chapter)