I sold the system to the saints in the prehistoric times and I lost money.

"Who dares to make noise in the underworld!"

The ten ghost emperors appeared and issued a question.

No matter who you are, even if you are a saint, you must be honest and behave yourself when you appear in the underworld.

Zhunti's eyes narrowed and he looked at the ten ghost emperors with overwhelming karma in front of him, knowing that there must be something fishy in them.

Jin Chanzi, with ten lifetimes of merit, how could he almost lose his soul in the underworld?

Could it be that Ping Xin took action? There is only the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, otherwise even he would not dare to swallow up such a huge amount of merit.

This is a body of merit recognized by heaven, who dares to go against it?

Only those who control the earth, and only Pingxin who has incarnated into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, have such ability and are not afraid of the way of heaven.

Moreover, if the merits of Heavenly Dao are integrated into the Earthly Dao, it will be a great nourishment, and it may not necessarily help them regain their vitality.

This is why Zhunti immediately took risks and was even armed to the teeth before he dared to enter the underworld alone.

"A mere ghost emperor dares to be so presumptuous in front of this saint!"

Zhunti's eyebrows were beating fast, and he called him a good guy in his heart.

The top ten ghost emperors, with peak quasi-sage cultivation, just to guard Jin Chanzi, a mere mortal?

Although he is in the opponent's realm, as a saint, he is not someone that this quasi-sage can humiliate.

But he could only use his words, he didn't dare to take action easily.

He knew that the tunnel was weak and that countless people were jealous, but he did not dare to offend him easily.

In the home of the tunnel, there is Hou Tu, who has been reincarnated in reincarnation. With the help of the tunnel, he achieved the status of a saint.

Daozu merged into the way of heaven, and Pingxin merged into the earth. Strictly speaking, there was a real possibility of their death in the earth realm.

Whether there are any surviving ancestral witches under the underworld has always been a mystery. No one can grasp it, but no one dares to touch it easily.

The ten great ghost emperors are all quasi-sage peak cultivators, not to mention the ten great kings of hell hall masters, all of whom are powerful Da Luo.

If the tunnels were not suppressed by the heavens, this ancient continent would have been dominated by the tunnels long ago.

The ten ghost emperors all appeared together, and Zhunti felt an inexplicable panic in his heart. Could it be that the tunnel really wanted to devour Jin Chanzi?

Although the uneasy thoughts became more and more intense, the face of the saint was not something that a mere quasi-sage could humiliate.

He must control these ten lives of merit and virtue, whether it is for Lingshan or for all the living beings in the three realms.

Slowly descending, I saw Guanyin prostrate on the ground, trembling all over, as if she had suffered great grievances.

"Zhunti, this is the underworld, the authentic realm, and the dojo of Empress Pingxin. Is it possible that you Buddhists want to provoke a war between heaven and earth?"

As the head of the Ghost Emperor and a former son of the Wu clan, he naturally hated Zhunti deeply.

But Tao Dao has endured countless calamities, and Empress Pingxin has been planning for tens of millions of years, and she cannot ruin her important affairs just because of her temporary anger.

Seeing the opponent landing, he took the initiative to make way for a path leading directly to the Palace of Hell.

"snort!"

Seeing that the other party gave way obediently under his momentum, Zhunti also breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

In the underworld, if there was a real fight, even though he was armed to the teeth, he would definitely not be able to get a favor.

"Saint! You have to make the decision for me!"

The devastated Guanyin saw Zhunti coming, struggled to stand up, crawled at the opponent's feet, pointed at the King of Yama fiercely, and complained to the evil man first.

"How dare you, you hell, plot to harm my tenth Buddhist life."

When he noticed that the golden wheel of merit behind Jin Chanzi's head was gradually dispersing, he was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke, and his whole body's cultivation blossomed.

"Haha, Zhunti, why have you learned to bite people randomly?"

A ghost emperor took out a bloody long sword and held it in front of him, looking at the acting Guanyin with disdain.

Although it is extremely difficult to resist, you cannot lose momentum at your home court.

"Bite randomly?"

Zhunti held the six pure bamboos tightly, and his aura continued to rise, as if he would not give me a reasonable explanation, and he would seek an explanation even if he was seriously injured.

"Haha, you Western Buddhas are indeed a bunch of treacherous and cunning people."

After saying that, he directly threw out a jade tablet and showed the scene of Guanyin forcing Jin Chanzi without any blind spots.

No matter how good-tempered Zhunti is, he will burst out of anger after reading this.

"Guanyin! Are you a pig brain?"

Can Guanyin's quasi-sage cultivation suppress a mortal soul? Is this what people should do?

Don’t you know the importance of Jin Chanzi to Lingshan? No wonder Jin Chanzi was frightened to death.

If it had been anyone else, he would have been annihilated immediately under the suppression of any quasi-sage with full cultivation.

What kind of brain does Guanyin have? Don’t you know this bit of common sense?

The Seven Treasures Tree bloomed with a burst of golden light, directly hitting the head of Guanyin who was prostrate on the ground.

I saw Guanyin in the early stage of the quasi-sage, with the three flowers on the top directly cut off.

His cultivation level has even fallen to the early stage of Daluo. This is still under the premise of keeping his hand, otherwise Guanyin will die without rebirth.

"After practicing for several epochs, I still can't change your petty temperament!"

He squinted his eyes and looked at the ten ghost emperors in front of him with interest. At this time, he didn't know what was happening. He was not worthy of being a saint.

"Tell me, you planned this farce, how will it end?"

He doesn't believe that there is no shadow of Pingxin behind him. With their ghost emperors, they don't dare to plan for Lingshan's meritorious body.

"Sage, have you misunderstood something?"

"You saw the video. We treat Jin Chanzi like brothers and sisters. How can we plan anything?"

King Yama also stood up forcefully. After all, he really didn't care about Jin Chanzi, and it was not an exaggeration to serve him with good wine and good food.

"Good! Very good!"

"Then we have to do one more thing!"

Zhunti Gui is a saint from ancient times. When will Daluo realm be able to show off his power in front of him?

King Yama had a dark face and was trembling with fear from its powerful aura, but his feet took root and he stood firmly on the spot.

He can't embarrass Empress Pingxin. Now he is the agent of the underworld. He represents the entire tunnel at this time. Even if he dies, he can't give up.

"Have you done it once? Are you sure the saint is at this time?"

Yougui Emperor couldn't stand it anymore, his tone was full of lukewarmness, and he looked at Zhunti like a fool.

What time is it now? Jin Chanzi is almost burping, her soul is almost completely dissipated, is she still chattering here?

Aren't you afraid that Jin Chanzi will disappear completely?

Not to mention, Zhunti is really not worried at this time. As long as the earth is suppressed by the heaven for a day, the prehistoric body of heaven's merits will not completely dissipate.

Unless the entire underworld has the strength to resist the wrath of Dao Ancestor.

Jin Chanzi has only lost some merit, and his soul is a little weak, but the other party is still waiting for his arrival, so he must have a plan.

This plan definitely does not include Jin Chanzi integrating into the tunnel. Otherwise, according to Pingxin's eagerness to resurrect the ancestral witch, Jin Chanzi will definitely not survive until this time.

In this way, he would naturally have to adopt a tough attitude, hoping to gain an advantage in the subsequent negotiations.

After thinking about the reason, I became less anxious.

When he glanced at Guanyin in the corner of his eyes, he suddenly felt angry.

Waving his hand again, Guanyin was thrown directly out of the hell gate and hit the ground heavily, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

I don’t know what Guanyin felt at this time, but he was quite angry at Zhunti anyway.

However, on the other side, at the foot of Mount Tai, Lin Chen couldn't stay idle at home.

Nearly half a month has passed, and except for Haotian coming to make purchases once, no one has come to the door again.

Haotian also finished eating the spiritual fruit, so he simply went out to buy some food and see the prosperous Tang Dynasty today.

With no customers coming to his door, is it possible that he, in his Qi refining period, can't go out and look for targets?

"I wonder what happened to that kid Jiang Yuliang? I don't know if the journey to the west has started yet."

With this thought in mind, he closed the courtyard door and walked out of the valley.

He weighed the money bag in his hand. It was heavy. There were fifty taels of silver in it.

"I want to spend!"

"I want to listen to the music!"

Restaurants, brothels, and other places with a large number of people are the best places to find out information.

Forget about listening to music on Goulan, they are just a bunch of red and pink skeletons.

"It's been two years since I left the mountain. I don't know if Zhang Mazi, who sells liquor in the west of the city, is still there."

Take your time and leisurely, just point your finger and the journey begins.

I randomly found a road into the city and walked aimlessly and leisurely.