Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 82

This is the channel of reincarnation, the three good ways and the three evil ways are all in it.

With the completion of the reincarnation channel, a breath of Hunyuan Daluo was completely brewed.

Since then, it has spread out in a mighty way from Houtu, sweeping the nine heavens and ten places, and the entire prehistoric world.

Countless monks above Da Luo in Honghuang opened their eyes wide, full of disbelief and shock.

"This is the descendant of Hunyuan Daluo's aura, she has really taken this step!"

On the 33rd day, in the Heavenly Court and the Demon Emperor's Palace, Di Jun's face was gloomy and he frowned deeply.

"Houtu has proved that there are saints in charge of the Wu Clan, what should I do next for my Monster Clan?"

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Palace, and the remaining six ancestral witches saw this scene, they were taken aback for a moment, and immediately burst out laughing.

"Sister Houtu has proved the truth, haha, God bless my witch clan, the heavenly court of the monster clan will be destroyed!!"

On the edge of the endless blood sea, in the blood river formation, the five great ancestor witches burst into hearty laughter when they saw this scene.

Zhu Rong laughed even more, pointing at Donghuang Taiyi.

"Taiyi old bird, my queen mother has proved the Tao, my witch clan, there are saints sitting in the town, do the math yourself, how many days will your demon court survive?"

"Twelve Ancestral Witches, Styx!!!"

Dong Huangtai's complexion was extremely gloomy at this moment.

He looked at the five great ancestral witches, and the murderous intent in his heart surged like mountains and seas, and the domineering voice of the emperor resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths!
"Today, even if you pay some price, you must be buried in this sea of ​​blood!"

As soon as the voice of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi fell, beyond the prehistoric, in the chaos, the vast and endless sun star, which illuminates the chaos, trembled slightly.

Then, there was a golden brilliance, passing through 33 days, it fell on Donghuang Taiyi's body!
This is the origin of the sun star, and its power is terrifying!
Soon, a blazing golden divine fire burned on Donghuang Taiyi's body.

A scorching, suffocating, terrifying aura that burned the nine heavens and ten earths, centered on him, spread towards the endless sea of ​​blood.

"Gudu, Gudu."

The endless sea of ​​blood seemed to be boiled, shrinking continuously, and the sea level continued to drop.

The pupils of the five ancestor witches shrank, "This Taiyi old bird is crazy, is he going to fight us hard?"

Before the voices of the five great ancestral witches fell, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi brought the Chaos Bell and came to suppress the five great ancestral witches.

Above the Chaos Clock, a brilliant yellow divine light shone on the nine heavens, the universe and the earth, as if it was about to burn.

Even with the joint efforts of the five great ancestral witches, coupled with the continuously operating Blood River Formation, under the crazy offensive of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, they also fell into an obvious disadvantage at this time.

The five great ancestral witches secretly complained, hoping that Houtu would quickly set up reincarnation and suppress this Eastern Emperor Taiyi!
Under the sea of ​​blood, in the Netherworld, Houtu established reincarnation and successfully proved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Just as he was preparing to go beyond the blood sea, in the blood river formation to prevent the great battle between the five great ancestor witches and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

In the void in front of him, there were slight ripples, and then two faint lights pierced the void, and the two things fell in front of Hou Tu.

One is in the shape of a book, square and very dark, with strange runes outlined on it, which is extremely mysterious.

The other one is a slender pen, carved like black jade, deep and moist.

It comes from the same source as the breath emanating from the book.

"The best innate spirit treasure, the book of life and death written by people, the top-grade innate spirit treasure, and the judge's pen."

In Hou Tu's heart, the voice of the Great Dao sounded, and he immediately knew the names of the two spirit treasures.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation was established to make up for the defects of the prehistoric world, so that the prehistoric creatures can reincarnate in reincarnation.

But there are only six reincarnations in the huge Netherworld, which is far from enough.

There is also a need for a process organization that manages the reincarnation of the six realms, each of which performs its duties, and maintains the safe reincarnation of thousands of living beings.

That organization, called the Underworld, was born in the Netherworld, so it needs to use the book of life and death to suppress luck!
With a flick of his sleeve, Houtu accepted the book of life and death, the judge's pen, and was about to bleed into the sea.

Above the vast sea of ​​blood, a huge Eye of Heaven's Punishment suddenly appeared, with cold pupils and no emotion at all.

Then, a cold voice resounded throughout the prehistoric world.

"Use the body to transform into reincarnation, and the earth will never return to the witch!"

The voice fell, and a mysterious white light that surpassed the saint and the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian fell for nine days, and fell into the depths of the sea of ​​blood, in the nether world.

That ray of white light fell on Houtu's body, and in an instant, Houtu's true spirit was instantly shattered, split into seven parts.

Among them, the six paths fall into the three good paths and the three evil paths, suppress and stabilize the six paths of reincarnation.

The last one turned into a wisp of green smoke and entered the depths of the Netherworld.

"Heaven is ruthless, high above, this scene finally happened!"

Chen Xuanji sighed beside him, feeling unbearable for Houtu.

Today's prehistoric world respects the way of heaven.

Later Earth established the Six Paths of Reincarnation and proved Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, which has aroused the fear of heaven.

Therefore, the Dao of Heaven wants to suppress Houtu, so that Houtu will never be able to leave this Netherworld!

Poor Hou Tu, who finally comprehended the Dao of Reincarnation and certified the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, but now he is trapped in the Netherworld and can no longer come to the prehistoric world.

At this time, there was another sound in the six channels of reincarnation.

Then Houtu's one-seventh true spirit, plus the origin of the six realms of reincarnation, plus the origin of the nether world, unexpectedly gave birth to a touch of consciousness again.

A beautiful and soft figure reappeared in the Netherworld.

As always, she was wearing a long light yellow dress with a palm-wide light yellow ribbon wrapped around her waist, which set off the willow's slender waist, which was unbearable to hold.

Compared with before, her face has not changed at all, it is still crystal clear and white, and it can be broken by blowing a bomb.

It's just the expression, there is a touch of solemnity, seriousness, and indifference between the brows.

She opened her mouth lightly, and her voice passed through the nether world and spread throughout the prehistoric land!

"From then on, there is no descendant ancestor witch in the Netherworld, only Empress Pingxin."

Honghuang, Sanqing, and Nuwa sighed when they saw this scene, and remained silent.

On the other hand, in the west, on Mount Sumeru, Zhunti, Jieyin suddenly cheered up.

"Senior brother, look quickly, Houtu is suppressed by the way of heaven. In the west, I still have a chance to flourish."

On the 33rd day, in the Heavenly Court, in the originally oppressive Demon Emperor's Palace, bursts of hearty laughter suddenly came.

"Haha, although Houtu has proved the Tao, he can't go out of the Netherworld, and can't intervene in the prehistoric affairs. Isn't it a great thing for my heavenly court?"

Hearty laughter, deafening, swept the entire 33 days!

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Palace, and the remaining six great ancestor witches felt pain in their hearts, and shouted in pain, "Sister Houtu!"

With Houtu's death, the five great ancestor witches didn't care about fighting Dong Huangtai at the edge of the blood sea and in the blood river formation.

The five of them looked at the depths of the sea of ​​blood, with hot tears dripping from the corners of their eyes, "Sister Houtu, you... you have suffered such a cruel hand!"

Donghuang Taiyi was also taken aback, but the next moment, ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Using the body to reincarnate, the Houtu will no longer be a witch. Without the Houtu, the witch clan will not be able to form a great formation of the twelve capitals, and my monster clan will be prosperous."

Houtu was imprisoned in the Netherworld, and the monster clan lost one of its greatest threats.

Now, Donghuang Taiyi doesn't intend to fight anymore.

Above the Chaos Clock, a black-yellow brilliance bloomed, with supreme mana, tearing apart a corner of the Blood River formation, and under the watchful eyes of the five great ancestor witches, it turned into a brilliant sun and flew towards the heavenly court!
"The three-legged old bird, let's go, you and I will fight for another [-] rounds."

Zhu Rong has such a violent temper, he was about to chase after him, but Di Jiang grabbed him and said in a solemn voice.

"Don't love to fight, come back to Pangu Palace with me, Yaozu, I'm afraid I'm going to make some moves."

The five ancestor witches nodded together and rushed to Pangu Hall together.

At this time, in the depths of the nether world, clusters of auspicious clouds of five colors floated over, and the light of merit surged inside, splitting into two halves.

Ninety percent fell into Pingxin's body, and [-]% fell into Minghe's body.

Chen Xuanji went forward and saluted Houtu respectfully.

"My nephew is here to pay my respects to the merciful and compassionate empress Pingxin."

Houtu smiled slightly, and casually cast out a burst of mana to support Chen Xuanji.

"Although Houtu is not Pingxin, Pingxin is still the former Houtu. You just need to talk to me before."

Houtu thought for a while, then with a wave of his sleeve, he took out the book of life and death and the judge's pen, and looked at Chen Xuanji.

"Although the six realms of reincarnation are established, there is still a lack of a mechanism to maintain the six realms of reincarnation. Now that my true spirit is scattered and trapped in the six realms, I am unable to establish this mechanism anymore. I will leave this matter to you."

Chen Xuanji hadn't reacted yet, but Styx at the side suddenly became excited, and his eyes shone with brilliance.

"Houtu, Fellow Daoist Pingxin, how about entrusting this matter to me, I will definitely manage the six realms of reincarnation well."

"Fellow Daoist Styx is already one of my six realms, master of the Asura Dao, enjoy my luck in reincarnation, don't covet this book of life and death anymore"

Hou Tu directly refused without any room for negotiation.

Minghe was embarrassed by Houtu who pierced through his mind, and retreated to the side.

If it is placed before, he has to fight for it without saying anything.

But now in the Netherworld, Houtu is a genuine Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, an existence comparable to a saint, even if he has objections, his strength does not allow it.

Pingxin's warm gaze was placed on Chen Xuanji again, and he said with a faint smile, "Nephew Xuanji is willing?"

"The disciple is willing."

Chen Xuanji nodded immediately, the underworld, the six realms of reincarnation, this is a treasure that can continuously produce merit.

With such a treasure so close in front of you, wouldn't it be a pity if you don't want it.

Ping Xin waved her sleeves slightly, and very calmly handed over the book of life and death and the judge's pen to Chen Xuanji.

Except for her, no one in the Wu clan has a soul.

Without the Yuanshen, it is impossible to use the book of life and death, the judge's pen, let alone set up the underworld.

Styx is already the master of Shura Dao, let Styx set up the underworld.

The vast Netherworld might have become Styx's own monologue.

With Styx's weird and stubborn temperament, the six reincarnations don't know what troubles will happen at that time.

After some serious consideration, he had no choice but to choose Chen Xuanji.

After Pingxin handed over the book of life and death and the judge's pen to Chen Xuanji, he said, "Even though you can get a lot of heavenly merits and virtues by setting up the underworld, from another level, it is equivalent to being bound to the six realms of reincarnation. It will be very disadvantageous for you to comprehend other laws in the future, if you are a quasi-sage, you can be one of the three corpses in the underworld at this time."

Houtu talked to Chen Xuanji about the advantages and disadvantages of setting up the underworld.

What Chen Xuanji practiced was his own Dao fruit, which was the only essence.

Naturally, he didn't want to affect the practice of other laws in order to establish the underworld.

He couldn't establish the underworld by himself, but he still had another thing in his hand.

Chen Xuanji directly took out Taoist Mosquito's body.

"This blood-winged black mosquito was born in the sea of ​​blood and grew up in the sea of ​​blood. Although the body dies, the Taoist body is not destroyed. I entrust my soul in the Taoist body of Taoist Mosquito, and I can establish myself in the underworld."

Ping Xin's eyes lit up, "This is a good way."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Chen Xuanji meaningfully, "It's so ingenious, does my nephew have the ability to predict things?"

Chen Xuanji quickly waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "It's all just a coincidence, I made my uncle laugh."

"You should refine the Dao body of this blood-winged black mosquito as soon as possible, and I will protect you by the side."

"Thank you, uncle."

With no other distractions, Chen Xuanji began to refine the Taoist body.

Daoist Mosquito is a heterogeneous primordial beast, an ancient ferocious beast with extraordinary aptitude, born to master the laws of space and the law of devouring.

At the time of his fall, his cultivation reached the perfection of Daluo Jinxian, so it took a full thousand years to refine it.

But refining alone is not enough, one has to chop off a wisp of primordial spirit and integrate it into this innate dao body before it can be used to set up the underworld.

Chen Xuanji had a thought, and the primordial spirit was displayed. It was a purple bamboo with crystal clear body and distinct joints.

Stretched up, it has a size of ten thousand zhang.

The lavender bamboo leaves are as sharp as a knife, standing proudly between the heaven and the earth, with an unyielding will.

Then, an invisible Heavenly Sword appeared and cut across Zizhu with lightning speed.

Immediately, a section of Yuanshen was cut off.

Chen Xuanji's face turned pale immediately, and he quickly manipulated the split primordial spirit to pour into Taoist Mosquito's body.

As soon as the primordial spirit entered Taoist Mosquito's body, soon, there was a force of repulsion rushing over to expel his primordial spirit.

Seeing this, Houtu frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the repelling force was completely dissipated.

A ray of primordial spirit successfully and stably integrated into Taoist Mosquito's innate body.

Not long after, Mosquito Dao human body moved slightly, and gradually came to life, his eyes were still dark, but not as cold and weird as before.

The aura of the whole body also fell from the perfection of Da Luo Jinxian at the beginning to the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian, but it became more solid and thick.

Taoist Mosquito got up and bowed to Chen Xuanji, "Taoist Mosquito, I have seen this deity."

Then he bowed to Houtu again, "Daoist Mosquito, I have met Uncle Pingxin."

Chen Xuanji smiled at Houtu, "How does Uncle Master feel?"

"Very good."

Next, Chen Xuanji directly handed over the judge pen and the book of life and death to Taoist Mosquito.

Holding the book of life and death and the judge's pen in his hand, Mosquito Taoist shouted loudly with his heart full of blessings.

"I am Taoist Mosquito, a creature of the sea of ​​blood. Today, the nether world is out, and reincarnation has been fixed. It is time to set up a dungeon, establish order, rules, and maintain the circulation of the six realms of reincarnation. It will bless all spirits."

"I, Daoist Mosquito, is also the Great Emperor of Fengdu. Today, I use the best innate spiritual treasure to write the book of life and death to suppress the luck of the underworld!"

"Hell, stand!"

As Taoist Mosquito's voice fell, in the underworld.

Countless great powers stopped their cultivation again, and looked towards the direction of the Blood Sea Netherworld, with a little more seriousness in their eyes.

"The nether world, the underworld. The great prehistoric world has changed again."

Kunlun Mountain, Shangqing Palace, the hearty laughter of Master Tongtian came.

"Haha, the lord of the underworld, the Great Emperor Fengdu, is a direct descendant of my Shangqing lineage, so I have a deep destiny!"

The truth that even Styx knew, the Six Sages naturally knew better.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation is responsible for the reincarnation of all spirits.

In the long run, the qi luck merits generated must be extremely majestic and cannot be calculated.

Needless to say, the merits and virtues gained by being the Lord of the Underworld, Emperor Fengdu, are enormous.

Following Taoist Mosquito's establishment of the underworld, in the Netherworld, it seems that words follow the law.

Under the thoughts of Taoist Mosquito, buildings appeared one after another.

The gate of ghosts, the passage from the sea of ​​blood to the nether world, after passing the gate of ghosts, it is the nether world.

Then, there is the Senluo Palace, which is the place where the gods of the underworld work. It does not refer to a palace, but a group of palaces.

After the Senluo Hall, there is Beiyin Mountain, which is endless, with peaks, mountains, mountain streams, and caves.

There is no grass growing on the mountain, the peak is not steep, no living people walk on the mountain, there is no fog in the cave, there is no running water in the mountain stream, and the piercing wind blows constantly near the mountain.

After the Yin Mountain, there are [-] levels of hell, namely, Tongue Pulling Hell, Scissors Hell, Iron Tree Hell and so on.
After the [-]th floor of hell, there is the Naihe Bridge. On the side of the Naihe Bridge, there are Wangxiang Stone and Sansheng Stone.

Behind the Naihe Bridge is the City of Dead Dead. Behind the City of Dead Dead, there is a Pingyang Avenue. Crossing Pingyang Avenue is the Six Gates of Reincarnation.

Soon, there were many more buildings in the originally lifeless Netherworld. Although it still looked lifeless, compared with before, it was greatly improved.

Mosquito Dao said humanely, "In this vast underworld, headed by Empress Pingxin and Emperor Fengdu, below, there are five ghost emperors, Luo Feng six heavens, ten halls of Yama, six great Yin Caos, ten great Yin Caos, judges, and Yin Caos divisions. In the Department of Reincarnation, we will also set up ghost envoys, envoys of ghosts, some envoys of ghosts, and the name of Po Meng on the Naihe Bridge."

Chen Xuanji said with a smile, "In the underworld, there is a priesthood that must be held by Uncle Pingxin."

"What position."

"Naihe Bridge, Po Meng."

"Then what's so strange about the position of Meng Po?"

"Meng Po's soup is in Meng Po's hands. After the lonely ghost drinks it, he will forget the cause and effect of his past life and this life.

Houtu created the six reincarnations, which can share half of the merits.

But no one has too much merit. Hou Tu showed a smile on his face, and with a slight wave of his hand, a stream of light fell beside the Naihe Bridge, turning into an old woman with a stooped figure and cloudy eyes.

Without saying a word, just stand there quietly, waiting for someone to come to drink Mengpo soup.

After finishing all this, Houtu said again, "The six realms of reincarnation have been established and will be put into use soon. Although the underworld has been completed, it is still empty. The priesthood is scarce and there is no one to manage it. How do you plan to deal with it?"

"These nephews have already prepared."

Chen Xuanji smiled slightly, and took out the top-grade innate spirit treasure Sumeru Pot.

Mana poured into it, and tens of thousands of Dao Yuanshen flew out of it immediately, spreading all over the underworld.

"These are the clean souls collected by my nephew from the sea of ​​blood before. They are not polluted by the evil spirit of the sea of ​​blood. They can temporarily serve in the underworld to help the reincarnation of the prehistoric creatures."

"Besides, we are in the sea of ​​blood, and we are old neighbors with Uncle Styx. In the sea of ​​blood, there are more than billions of Asuras, and we can also let the Asuras come to the underworld to help and share a certain amount of merit. If you want to come to Styx Uncle Master must be willing."

"As for the Wufang Ghost Emperor, Luo Feng Liutian, Shidian Yanluo and other priesthoods, there are temporary vacancies. Taoist Mosquito will take up the post after a series of selections. There is no need to panic. What do you think, Master Pingxin?"

(End of this chapter)