My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 2 Kuafu!Kunpeng!Hongyun old way!

Wild world.

Underworld.

In the gray and endless underworld, apart from a few huge attic palaces, there are only giant vortexes floating in the air.

The giant vortex covered half of the sky above the underworld.

The vortex is strangely divided into six closely connected black holes.

Directly below the vortex is a simple and simple black palace with a height of thousands of feet. There are several mysterious and unpredictable Taoist texts written on the plaques of the palace.

Any creature, as long as it sees the Taoist text, can understand its meaning - Netherworld Palace.

Next to the Netherworld Palace is another attic, on which is written the text—Pingxin Palace!
At this moment, the gray ground is full of teams escorting all kinds of ghosts.

The ghosts in the team were of strange shapes, including human, animal, and bird shapes, but the most strange types of ghosts.

The underworld is extremely noisy, and all kinds of noises that only ghosts can hear make this place as lively as a big city.

"This seat is the demon of Jiandang Mountain. It has a name and surname in the heavenly court. How dare you take the soul of this seat in the underworld built by the witch clan?"

"The Taoist ancestor said earlier that those from the demon clan belong to the demon clan, and those from the witch clan belong to the witch clan. I am a demon, so why should the witch clan care about me?"

"Is that the reincarnation disk transformed by the ancestor witch of Houtu?"

"300 years ago, I heard that Empress Houtu sacrificed her life to transform into reincarnation, and established reincarnation for us ghosts, so that we have a home. The empress is merciful, merciful, and merciful!"

……

Outside the Hall of Pingxin.

"Hey, Han Shou boy, what are you looking at? Haven't you gotten used to it yet?" A muscular muscular man over 10 feet tall laughed and laughed.

Han Shou quickly retracted his gaze, raised his head and smiled apologetically, "Brother Zhu, I just feel that we have too few yin gods and yin soldiers in the underworld, and there are too many ghosts from all races to attract, and we can't handle it at all."

The giant named "Zhu" rolled his eyes: "If it weren't for this, do you think you, a dead human ghost, can become a ghost soldier?"

"That is to say, too few of my fellow witches stay in the underworld."

"The empress also asked to choose more human ghosts to be the gods of the underworld, and asked us to help you improve your strength."

"Otherwise, a small thing like you that can be extinguished with a single breath, even if there is a divine weapon refined by the empress herself, who can beat it?"

Han Shou smiled apologetically, "That's why I have to bother Brother Zhu, you, a strong man who is only one step away from the great witch, take me with you!"

"Besides, we are the Jodo Yinji who clean up the battlefield and collect the corpses!"

"How dangerous is it to gather corpses and clean the battlefield?"

"Zhu" said in a low voice, "What kind of strong am I? It's all because my strength is too low. Otherwise, how could Empress Zu Wu let me stay in the underworld and become a pure land yin god?"

Suddenly his face became vicious: "Boy Han Shou, I can tell you that you must practice hard on the "Ghost Alchemy Method" handed down by the Ancestral Witch Empress, and become a ghost within 10 years."

"Then take over from me as this Lao Shizi Pure Land Yin God, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"

"I'm going back to the Houtu Tribe to kill the damned Yaozu!"

The corner of Han Shou's mouth twitched.

Ten years to become a ghost?

Is this code a human language?
Han Shou has been here for three days.

From the bewilderment when he first arrived, to being selected as a Yin soldier under the command of the Pure Land Yin God by luck, to now, the basic situation has been figured out.

To put it simply, the golden finger he traveled through was finally activated.

Traveling through 60 years, when he was about to die of old age, the birthmark on his left hand turned into a passage connecting the Great Flame World and the Great Desolation. His soul passed through the passage and came to the underworld of the Great Desolation World.

At this moment, the Netherworld was first established, and the ancestral witch Houtu transformed the body of the ancestral witch into a reincarnation disk 300 years ago, and the true spirit gained great merit and turned it into the Empress of Peace.

As long as she is in the underworld, Empress Pingxin is comparable to a saint.

Because the Netherworld was established for too short a time, not only were various functions missing, but even the number of Yin Gods and Yin Soldiers was far from enough. As a human ghost, he caught up with the dividends of the times and became a glorious little Yin Soldier.

And because his soul strength is far lower than that of the prehistoric human race, his combat power is too scumbag, so he can only become the corpse collection team of the underworld --- the Yin soldier under the Jingtuyin Division.

The Pure Land Yin Division is only responsible for collecting corpses and cleaning the prehistoric battlefield, which is much less dangerous than other Yin soldiers.

The boss of the Yin Division of the Pure Land—the Yin God of the Pure Land, compared to other Yin Gods who were filled by the Houtu Tribe and the Wu Clan, his combat effectiveness...not to mention!
Han Shou vomited in his heart: Go back and kill the demon clan?Brother Zhu didn't dare to have this kind of dream even if he was a bit forced in his heart!
"Wong~"

At this moment, the diamond-shaped jade tablet hanging on the waist of the "pillar" trembled, and a rough roar came:

"Little Zhuzi, come out to clean up the battlefield and collect the corpse!"

The jade tablet shoots out a black hole hanging in front of it.

"Zhu" glared: "Who is Xiao Zhuzi? Who is Xiao Zhuzi? I'll kill you!"

"Let's go, little Hanshou, it's your first time going out, I'll take you there myself!" As he spoke, he slammed head-on into the black hole and disappeared.

Han Shou adjusted his copper-colored armor nervously, and hurriedly followed into the black hole.

This copper-colored armor is said to be the same as the equipment of all the Yin Gods and Yin Soldiers in the Underworld. It was all made by the former Houtu Ancestral Witch and the current Pingxin Empress.

……

On the bank of a big river with towering vegetation.

The big river is turbulent, hundreds of miles wide, and the vegetation on the bank is scattered into forests. Not to mention trees, even a blade of grass is two or three meters high.

Not to mention all kinds of exotic flowers and fruits are everywhere.

Within a few hundred miles of the river is a tragic battlefield, with blood flowing, and the viscera of various limbs exuding blood that soars to the sky.

One by one, the corpses of monster clans that were as big as a small hill and as small as tens of meters were lying on the ground.

Six-armed Mountain Ape, Thousand-eyed Poisonous Strain, Miscellaneous Blood and Red Yan, Goulian Mantis, Kuilu, Thunder Python... There are many kinds.

The corpses of the demon clan that caught sight formed a mountain, and the coercion was as overwhelming as the sky.

Han Shou stared blankly at the battlefield in front of him, the pressure from any corpse made his knees weak and he wanted to kneel.

If it hadn't been for decades of qi training to cultivate his super will, he would have been scared to death on the spot.

What was even more frightening was the aura in the air, which was so active that it was beyond imagination. If he hadn't been a ghost, the sticky air with spiritual power would have made him unable to move.

The great sun hanging high in the sky sprinkled the most rigid and most yang power, even if separated by the yin soldier armor refined by Empress Ping Xin, Han Shou could still feel the terrifying power contained in it.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The mountains shook for a while, and Han Shou felt that the sky was overcast.

Looking up, a giant with bronze muscles and a thousand-meter-high man dressed in a monster leather coat grabbed the neck of "Zhu" with one hand, and laughed loudly:
"Little Zhuzi, meet again?"

"Hey, I just heard that you're going to kill me?"

Han Shou was dazed by the thunder-like sound, and looked up at the poor "Zhu" blankly.

At this moment, the pillar boss in the giant's hand obviously used some kind of supernatural power, and his body swelled from 10 feet to 100 feet. That is more than 300 meters high, but it is still a "pet" level in the giant's hands.

"Zhu" is like a little hamster in the owner's hand, being dragged by the neck and thrown around, it is extremely pitiful.

"Boom~"

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

A roc covering the entire sky exploded in the air, and the sound was like thunder: "Red cloud! Hand over the majestic purple energy, and the ancestor will spare your life!"

"Old thief Kunpeng, you dare to plot against the poor, are you afraid of being blamed by the teacher?" A hoarse voice resounded through the world from nowhere.

……

Han Shou was dumbfounded.

What the hell!

Demon Master Kunpeng!Red Cloud Taoist!
Is this the scene of the Great Desolation Incident?
Before he could recover, the Pengniao above his head had disappeared.

At this moment, Han Shou suddenly felt a warm current in his body that was as moist as jade, and an extra thought came to his mind involuntarily --- Hongmeng Ziqi!

The warm current in the body stretches like a snake, constantly swimming around the body.

Every time I walk, I can clearly feel that the soul is tempered and becomes more and more tough.

A hoarse and old voice sounded in the consciousness: "Junior, save this treasure on behalf of the poor! When the poor will retrieve it in the future, I will give you a great chance!"

Han Shou has not recovered yet.

The giant holding the "pillar" kept the "pillar" on the ground, and roared up to the sky: "Kunpeng is going to fight with me, and I will never die!"

Roaring "咚咚咚", stepping on the earth-shaking steps, he hurried away.

(End of this chapter)