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Chapter 247 Emperor Jun's advice, the sea of blood enters the netherworld

Styx breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the sky, Di Jun nodded towards Zhunti and accepted this incarnation of his mind.

Zhunti looked at the prehistoric world for a moment, and then returned to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

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Looking at his senior brother, he felt a little depressed.

"Brother, you and I are already saints, but we are still controlled by the Emperor of Heaven. It is really frustrating!"

He gritted his teeth, with a bit of unwillingness in his eyes.

I was bullied before becoming a saint, and I was bullied again after becoming a saint.

Didn’t the saint become a saint in vain?

"The Emperor of Heaven is the master of the prehistoric world, and all Taoist ancestors are equal to him."

"My brother has just become a saint, so it is not appropriate to have too much entanglement with him."

"And if you and I want to prosper the Western world, we have to rely on the Emperor of Heaven."

Guide him carefully to avoid any dispute between his brothers and Emperor Jun.

At that time, the entire Western world will probably fall into a devastating blow.

Nowadays, apart from these two saints, there are only three or two big cats and kittens in the Western world.

Taoist Medicine Master and Taoist Ksitigarbha have never even entered the Daluo Immortal Realm.

Others who came to seek refuge were just idlers.

Compared to the strength of Heaven, I don’t know how far behind it is.

"I know!"

Zhunti responded depressedly and began to meditate again to realize Tianxin.

But I was holding my breath in my heart.

I thought that I would definitely compete with Di Jun in the future.

The mosquito Taoist was a little surprised when he saw the saint leaving.

He cursed secretly and quickly started to move.

Styx must have known where he was, and if he came to kill him right now, he would have nowhere to hide.

You have to leave and find another place to hide.

Instead of chasing Taoist Mosquito, Styx came to the palace below the sea of blood.

"Thank you, God!"

Styx bowed.

"My fellow Taoist, the teachings are profound, why should you thank me?"

Di Jun smiled slightly and shook his head.

"Sage Zhunti is stingy. If it weren't for the help of the Emperor of Heaven, I might not be able to win, and I would be in trouble in the future."

Styx is also a wise man.

Zhunti was so stingy and deliberately provocative. He clearly wanted him to join the West. How could he leave so easily? ?

Abiyuantu's two swords flew up for a while, and then Zhunti left.

If he said that this matter had nothing to do with Di Jun, Minghe would not believe it.

"Zhunti is the honor of a saint, and it would be beneath his status to embarrass fellow Taoists."

"Moreover, many great powers in the prehistoric world are all from the same sect, so why should they be so tit-for-tat?"

Di Jun acquiesced and gave another verbal explanation.

These great supernatural beings are his base.

The right way is to be able to control all of it and turn it into your own power to open up the world.

Instead of letting them fight and suffer losses.

"If this saint is like the Emperor of Heaven, how can we disrespect him?"

Styx sighed.

Anyway, today's trouble has been solved.

It's just that this saint is notoriously stingy, and I'm afraid I'll have to have some trouble with him in the future.

"My fellow Taoist is so good at Taoism, how can he not refine the entire sea of blood and make it his own incarnation?"

"From now on, the sea of blood will never dry up, and the river of Styx will never die."

Di Jun made a point.

Styx smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I thought so too, but the Netherworld Blood Sea is too huge."

"If I were to rely solely on my own methods to refine it, it would be impossible without millions of years."

Styx is a creature from the sea of blood, and it would take millions of years to be refined using his method. You can imagine how difficult it is.

There are indeed great benefits after refining.

The blood sea world is the source of filth that connects the entire prehistoric world.

All sin, evil, and filth will flow here.

The sea of blood will only become stronger and stronger and will never dry up.

If Styx could refine this into his own incarnation and merge with it.

Not even a saint can kill him.

"So that's it. Have you ever tried the method of contacting others?"

Emperor Jun wanted to mention Styx and asked again.

"Can the Emperor of Heaven give me some advice? I would be very grateful to Styx."

Styx is not stupid either.

Di Jun reminded him several times, and it was clear that he had some means.

If he could take advantage of this opportunity, he would have another way to save his life.

"Does Fellow Taoist Minghe know about the Netherworld opened up by fellow Taoist Hou Tu?"

Di Jun raised the corner of his mouth and asked a question.

"The Netherworld is extremely vast. It was created by herself. From the day it was opened, she has been the master."

"Although my blood sea is an innate achievement, the will in it is scattered, making it more difficult to refine it."

Styx shook his head, speechless.

The sea of blood is an innate achievement, transformed by Pangu's dirty blood.

The will within it is so vast that no endless time can fathom it.

The Nether World was created by Hou Tu himself.

The two are not the same concept and cannot be compared with each other.

"No."

"I mean you can separate the power of the sea of blood into the Netherworld and help the Netherworld create good fortune."

"For example, if you use the power of the blood sea to carry your soul, heaven and earth will definitely send you merits, and then the blood sea will become stronger."

"You have expanded the world of Blood Sea, and Blood Sea will naturally accept you more easily."

Di Jun made a point.

He thought of the underworld in his previous life.

Yellow spring water can carry ghosts and connect rivers in the Yang world.

The ghosts who drowned in the water naturally followed the current to Huangquan.

It is also to improve the netherworld and reduce the workload of the ghost messenger.

Minghe felt like he had been enlightened and understood it instantly.

The netherworld is a new world with great development prospects.

The Emperor of Heaven also sent 400,000 soldiers and horses, which can be said to be very important.

If he can connect with the netherworld, take those powerful souls into the blood sea, and strengthen the blood sea, he will get more will of the blood sea.

Until it is completely integrated.

Although it is also a slow work, he does not need to worry about it.

And he gets more benefits.

"Thank you, Emperor of Heaven!"

"It's just that the fellow Taoists of the Wu clan are difficult to talk to, I'm afraid..."

Minghe smiled bitterly.

He usually doesn't make friends.

Not to mention the Wu clan, which is notoriously difficult to provoke.

It's really difficult to share some benefits from them.

"This is for the creation of the prehistoric world. You can say that it is my proposal to evolve the prehistoric netherworld and get a better improvement."

"Fellow Taoist Hou Tu will not refuse."

Di Jun took the matter.

"Yes, thank you, Emperor!"

Minghe was full of joy.

"In that case, I will take my leave."

After saying that, Di Jun was ready to leave.

"Why worry, Emperor? Why don't you stay? I will entertain you."

Minghe was busy trying to keep the guest.

Di Jun helped him a lot, how could he let him leave directly.

"Daoyou just experienced a great battle, you should take a rest first, I also have to go back to the Heaven."

"In that case, Minghe will come to the Heaven to pay a visit another day."

"You're welcome."