Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

In his eyes, there was a flash of fear.

He originally wanted to ask Styx to do a little favor, but he never expected that Styx would come out of the mountain by himself.

This is not good news for him.

Now, Ji Fa has a lot of reliance on him. If Styx came, Ji Fa would have less reliance on him, and the benefits he would share would be less.

Even though Kunpeng and Styx are good friends, in fact, both of them are cold-blooded people.

Only look out for your own interests.

"The catastrophe of conferring the gods, although it is a catastrophe, there is an opportunity to become a saint, and I want to pursue it." Ming He said seriously.

If given a choice, he would rather die in the sea of ​​blood in the nether world.

"That's right! Hahaha!" Kunpeng laughed out loud, "Fellow Daoist Minghe really has a discerning eye."

"However, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, why did you choose to help Zhou Guo?" Ming He asked.

"It's a long story, but it's a chance for me!" Kunpeng sighed.

Chapter 314

After speaking, Kunpeng slowly stretched out his hand, and then a misty Kunpeng gathered in his hand.

"This……"

The moment the little Kunpeng appeared, Ming He's expression changed drastically.

Because he actually felt a ray of holy power.

Styx has been searching for so long, and has been pursuing the realm of saints all his life.

It's a pity that I got stuck at a critical step.

But now, Kunpeng was half a step earlier than him?

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, you have also felt that I have found the opportunity to become a saint. And this opportunity was obtained after I came to Zhou." Kunpeng smiled.

"To be honest, Ji Fa, the son of Zhou, is the reincarnation of Huangji Demon God, one of the three thousand demon gods. Now, Zhou's luck totem is Kunpeng. When Zhou dominates the human race, I will let nature take its course." Enter the realm of saints."

"Saint!?" Styx yearned.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, as long as you concentrate on doing things in Zhou, you will definitely have the opportunity to become a saint." Kunpeng continued.

Although he was afraid that Styx would take his place.

But Styx can help him share a lot of pressure.

Fortune and misfortune!

The big deal is to sell Styx at that time!

"The opportunity to become a saint is easy to talk about. I will definitely do my best to serve Zhou Guo." Styx echoed.

In my heart, I scolded Kunpeng half to death.

You are uncle!

You obviously have the opportunity to become a saint, but you don't tell yourself?

He was cheated half to death by that Taoist Tianyan, and now he can't run away even if he wants to.

So, you, Kunpeng, don't blame me for tricking you...

Underworld.

Mosquito Taoist took Chen Xuan straight to the underworld.

At this time, two figures also flew from the west, falling into the underworld one step earlier than Chen Xuan.

Zhunti looked distressed, and said to a young monk wearing a navy blue robe next to him, "Ksitigarbha, do you really want to take this path? Even if you don't take this path, you will be a Buddha fruit at that time." bit."

"Master, I have made up my mind, please fulfill it!"

Junti sighed.

This young man is the Buddhist Ksitigarbha.

It is also a high-end talent cultivated by Buddhism in recent years, and its potential is extremely high.

Now it is the realm of Da Luo, and given time, a quasi-sage cannot escape.

If there is a great opportunity, you can even achieve the holy throne.

But this Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is interested in saving the souls of the dead, and the path he walks is the way of saving souls.

He and Shi Kong and other Buddhas from the Buddhist sect are inseparable. After all, all four of them have practiced the method of spiritual sacrifice.

The reason why Zhunti sighed was because Ji Zang, who claimed to have found the path to enlightenment, actually tried to transcend the entire hell, and even wanted to make a great wish that the hell is not empty, and he vowed not to become a Buddha.

Isn't this terrible?

You know, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not disappear back then, but hibernated in the underworld.

Those twelve ferocious guys are even comparable to saints in the underworld.

And all grumpy.

Zhunti was afraid of being beaten...

If it wasn't for Dizang's begging, Zhunti wouldn't even want to come.

"Ksitigarbha, why don't you think about it again?" Zhunti persuaded again.

"Master, I've made up my mind. I can feel that one way of salvation is my way, and in the entire prehistoric world, there is no place where there are more dead souls than the underworld." Having said this, Dizang's tone paused slightly, There was a look of admiration and fanaticism in his eyes.

"I heard that the method of spiritual sacrifice was created by my third patriarch of Buddhism. If I am lucky enough to meet him, I will die without regret."

Cundy shook his head.

This guy, Ksitigarbha, is a daoist.

But speaking of Junior Brother Shenxuzi, their Buddhist sect originally sent Shi Kong to go to Jinao Island, but in the end they missed it, and they don't know where they went.

Seeing that Ksitigarbha was so stubborn, Zhunti had no choice but to drill into the core of the underworld with Ksitigarbha.

"Western Jiaozhun mentioned, please see fellow Taoists in Houtu."

When Zhunti's words fell, the ghostly aura in the underworld vibrated and surged.

Endless rays of light burst out.

Then I saw a woman in a black robe and a crown walking out slowly.

The aura on his body is not weak even in the face of the saint Zhunti!

This is Empress Pingxin, the underworld.

That is, the land of ancestors and witches.

"Zhunti, my underworld does not interfere with your Buddhist well water, what's the matter with you here?" Hou Tu's vermilion lips parted lightly.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, I really came here today to ask for something." Zhunti said with a smile.

"Say! If it's an ordinary matter, I will agree." Houtu said.

Although sometimes I look down on Zhunti and the behavior of the two of them.

But Zhunti is also a saint no matter what, so I still have to give him some face.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just a disciple under my sect who wants to work in the underworld." Zhunti said awkwardly, and took a tentative look at Houtu.

"Don't you often talk about your poverty in the west? The person next to you should be your Buddhist talent! Are you willing to be put in my underworld?" Houtu asked back, aroused some interest.

Her Twelve Ancestral Witches are in charge of the underworld, so she is not afraid of Zhunti's tricks at all.

"This……"

For a while, it was difficult for Zhunti to speak out.

Could it be that there are disciples under my sect who want to copy your underworld background?

So why not hammer him to death?

But before he could say it, Ji Zang on the side said: "My lady Ping Xin, I sensed that my way is in the underworld."

"Oh? What Tao?" Houtu asked.

"All living beings in the world need to enter the sea of ​​samsara. I want to open a path in the underworld to escape from hell, evil spirits, animals, asuras, humans, and all living beings in the heaven. If the hell is not empty, I swear that I will not become a Buddha!" ​​Ksitigarbha After finishing speaking, the precious face was full of solemnity, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, almost illuminating the entire underworld, which was magnificent.

And Zhunti thumped in his heart.

He knew something was going to happen.

Sure enough, the smile on Houtu's face on the opposite side faded away, and even became more gloomy and cold.

The endless ghostly death energy in the underworld began to sweep, and there was a roar not far away.

"Giggle-"

In the sky above them, the huge reincarnation disk began to roll, and the miserable appearances of the ghosts in the eighteen levels of hell appeared one after another.

Even the Buddha's light emanating from Ksitigarbha, which illuminates all living beings, is like a candle in a storm at this moment, faltering, and it seems that it will be extinguished in the next moment.

"You said, you want to save all the undead in my underworld?" Hou Tu sneered.

When I said this, the scene in the underworld was even more terrifying.

Not only that, behind Houtu, there were eleven tall figures vaguely visible.

The coercion exuding from them was not weaker than Zhunti.

"Fellow daoists, just kidding, he just made a joke, and I'll take him away now!" Zhunti knew at a glance that they couldn't agree.

The underworld is transformed by the bodies of the twelve ancestor witches, carrying the tunnel.

If you transmute all the undead from the underworld, can the underworld still exist?

Does it make sense?

This is fighting with the underworld, avoiding each other!

Although the great ambition that Ksitigarbha wants to make is a bit unrealistic, Houtu and the others have every reason to kill this dangerous little monk!

Chapter 315 Chen Xuan: The whole world is lying to me

Zhunti was just about to take Ksitigarbha to leave, but as a result, Ksitigarbha took a step forward, with a round of Buddha light and twelve ancestor witches behind his head, which were very small compared to Houtu.

However, Ksitigarbha was not afraid, and his eyes were full of determination.

"Young monk is really courageous. It's much better than Zhunti to guide you." Houtu said, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Not to mention that the little monk is hostile to them, this courage deserves their respect.

"Little sister, why are you talking so much to him? On his side of Buddhism, the method of salvation is prevalent, claiming that after death, he will enter the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, free from disease, disaster, and pain. He is robbing us. Now he wants to arrange A little monk is in my underworld, do you really think that my underworld is easy to bully?" Behind Houtu came a rough voice.

"That's right, little sister, we will lead the underworld soldiers to attack the Holy Land of Lingshan and steal the homes of those bald men!"

"I've put up with these bald asses for a long time!"

"..."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were excited.

Due to the participation of Shi Kong and other human races, the Western Sect has expanded its transcendence business.

Even for the undead, the belief provided to them is not low.

are all resources.

It's just that they haven't dared to make too many moves, fearing that the underworld will cause trouble for them.

As a result, Ksitigarbha's thoughts completely angered the ancestor witches in the underworld.

"Fellow daoists... fellow daoists, please calm down!" Zhunti said hastily.

"Kill this little bald man first!" Zhu Rong's temper was the most fiery, and he stretched out his hand to grab Ji Zang.

Zhunti wanted to rescue him, but two figures stopped him.