My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 231 Xihe and Heng'e

Underworld, Fengdu Great Emperor's Mansion.

Lian Shan and Xuan Nu followed Han Shou, who was dressed in an apricot-yellow toga with long sleeves, into the mansion with confused faces.

Fengdu Emperor's Mansion seems to be just a mansion, but in fact it is not much different from the Immortal Palace.

The mansion is complete with pavilions, towers and palaces. Although there are no flocks of cranes or prancing beasts, all the buildings are extremely grand and majestic.

From the outside of the gate, the mansion seems to occupy an area of ​​"merely" thousands of acres, but after entering, it is simply another world, extremely huge.

In the mansion, there are teams of Yin soldiers "咵咵" in Lingbao-level armor patrolling.

A group of yin soldiers saw Han Shou from a distance, and immediately knelt down, beat their chests and roared:

"See Your Majesty!"

"See Your Majesty!"

……

The overwhelming roar was deafening.

Han Shou just nodded slightly, and strode towards the main hall with Lian Shan and Xuannv.

The two of them were shocked by the strong and mighty shout, and their blood boiled.

After being dazed for a while, when he looked at Han Shou's back again, there was more awe and curiosity in his eyes.

"My teacher (Master), what is your identity?"

"As soon as I entered this eerie underworld in the legend of the human race, all the ghosts and servants were respectful and respectful, and their voices were full of awe."

"His Majesty?"

"Could it be... Teacher (Master) is one of the legendary Ten Palace Hades?"

……

After a while, I came to the side hall next to the main hall.

"Shu~"

"Your Majesty!" Donghua, dressed in a god's crown robe, hurried over and bowed to Han Shouji.

Han Shou said indifferently: "Donghua, after I leave, the gods of all divisions...are they still safe?"

Donghua glanced at Lianshan and Xuannv in surprise, and said respectfully: "All the gods are safe, but they are getting more and more negligent!"

"It's okay!"

"The witch clan is loose by nature, and it's not suitable to deal with trivial matters. As long as they don't do anything wrong, they don't need to pay attention. After a hundred years, the six main gods will return to their positions, and they will know for themselves."

Han Shou immediately laughed: "I ordered you to select good talents and take over the Jingtusi after a hundred years. Do you have a clue?"

"Your Majesty, in just a few days, the position of the Pure Chieftain and the Righteous God is very important. How can it be confirmed so quickly?" Donghua smiled wryly.

Han Shou laughed: "I'm in a hurry to blame, hahahaha..."

"Underworld Yin Division 430, there are very few qualified gods. It's a pity that good talents are hard to find. I just hope that within a thousand years, all the witches who can't be the gods will be replaced!"

"Well, Chi You followed my order to open the Infernal Hell under the [-]th floor of hell. How is the opening up now?"

Donghua's face became serious: "This is the important thing for the little god to come here in a hurry to see His Majesty."

"Chi You, together with 88 priests of the Wu tribe... left the underworld. When they left, they had already placed the crown robes of the gods and the seal tokens of the righteous gods in the yamen of each department."

"However, including Chi You, a total of 89 priests of the Wu clan did not leave a single word."

Han Shou was startled: "Farewell without saying goodbye?"

"Yes!"

Han Shou frowned slightly, and after a while his brows relaxed.

"It's okay, the missing 89 Sizhengshen are temporarily vacant, and they will be represented by those who usually hold power for them."

"Your Majesty, this is by no means a long-term solution."

"Although the 89 priests of the Wu clan have been slack in government all year round, and ordinary miscellaneous affairs can also be handled by their subordinates, but there are many important tasks related to the cycle of reincarnation, and the decrees and seals of the gods must be used."

"Your Majesty still needs to confer a new priest as soon as possible, or... find them."

Han Shou wrote lightly: "Find it?"

"Do you know where those 89 witches went?"

"I don't know."

"Since we don't know, the Great Desolation is vast and boundless, and there are three thousand great thousand worlds and infinite outer worlds. Where did the 89 witches go? Who can find them?"

Donghua was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

This is something that obviously only needs to be reported to the empress Ming Pingxin, and the empress can find out with a little calculation, but Han Shou insists that she can't find it.

Donghua immediately realized that he couldn't find them here, he just didn't want to find them.

With this in mind, Donghua will continue to pester him.

You are the boss, of course you have the final say on everything!

Donghua, who has gone through a catastrophe of life and death, is completely different from the unruly head of the male immortal. He has long been extremely proficient in observing words and demeanor, and understanding the hints of leaders.

"The little gods are reckless. Since they left the talismans, seals and crowns in the yamen, they must have thought about whether they will be found. If they deliberately hide them in the vast expanse, it will be difficult to find them."

"Since this is the case, please Your Majesty to establish the 89 new gods of Yin Division as soon as possible."

Han Shou was very satisfied with Donghua's understanding.

Gee!

How could such a subject not be appreciated by him?
Han Shou turned a little worried, how could it be so easy to find 89 suitable yin gods and righteous gods at once?
Especially in today's human race, Cang Jie has not yet appeared in the world, and without writing, it is difficult for the human race to quickly enlighten their wisdom, thus resulting in the emergence of a large number of outstanding people.

It's really not something that can be done by just pulling a human race.

At least, one must have the ability of a court minister in the feudal dynasty to be qualified to be a righteous god.

At this time, the vast majority of the human race are just tool people.

To be a poor soldier, after being trained by the new recruits of the patrol department, he is barely competent, but to be a secretary... is not qualified at all.

Word!

It is also because of writing that the wisdom of the human race can be accumulated from generation to generation, until the quantity changes qualitatively.

Han Shou had no memory of when Cangjie was born.

But now, he urgently needs the human race to have writing, so that the human race's civilization can grow rapidly from the bud at this time to maturity.

For the rest of my life, an irresistible impulse spread rapidly in my mind.

"Your Majesty, these two humans are..."

Han Shou's thoughts were interrupted.

After regaining consciousness and pointing out the identities of Lianshan and Xuannv in a few sentences, Han Shou said lightly:
"Donghua, please lead Lianshan and Xuannv to get acquainted with the underworld. Later, Lianshan will be placed in the side hall. As for this girl, you can arrange it at will!"

"Go down first!"

"Here!"

"Yes, teacher (Master)!"

……

Lunar star, Guanghan Palace.

Wearing a white palace dress woven with clouds, with tassels on her head, a girl with an overpowering appearance, holding the chaotic jade rabbit in a haggard daze, a pair of clear and beautiful eyes seemed to have lost their luster, the whole person was lifeless, no girl should have vitality.

"Tap ~" came the sound of footsteps.

Wearing a long black tulle dress with a shocking bun, an incomparably glamorous goddess who resembled a girl by five points came to the girl's side step by step.

The goddess gently opened her red lips: "Xiao'e!"

"Xiao'e?"

The goddess slightly raised the volume, but still did not wake up the girl, so she had to pat her fragrant shoulder lightly.

"ah!"

"Sister, you... have you left customs?"

The young girl is indeed the youngest daughter of Taiyin Xingjun——Hang'e, and the unparalleled beauty and goddess is the eldest daughter of Taiyin Xingjun and the wife of Emperor Jun——Xi He!

Xi He supported the long tulle skirt, and sat on the laurel branch next to Heng'e.

"Xiao'e, I am trapped by love, and I am content with joys and sorrows!"

"Love catastrophe can't be overcome by avoiding it. Only by experiencing it can we break through it." Xi He looked at Honghuang in a daze, feeling a sense of emotion in his body.

"Mother doesn't allow you to see the Lord of the Underworld again, it will only make you fall in love and sink deeper and deeper, until it is beyond redemption!"

"If you really can't forget him, then go to Honghuang and find him!"

Heng'e's face was full of panic: "No, no, I... I didn't think about him!"

"Sister, don't get me wrong, me, why would I like the human race who killed my brother?"

Xihe touched Heng'e's small face, and said with a soft smile, "Your brother, my husband Di Jun blew himself up during the siege of the Zuwu, what has he to do with the lord of the underworld?"

"My sister hates the ancestral witches and wishes to die with them, but she doesn't hate the lord of the underworld."

"It is the saint who plots the lich, and the master of the underworld is only forced by the saint. Even without him, the saint would make other monks do this calculation."

"Go!"

"Go to Honghuang to find your ideal person!"

"If you can penetrate the love calamity, the future can be expected."

"Even if you are caught in a catastrophe, it may not be a bad thing!"

Heng'e was stunned, looking at her sister Xi He stupidly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Xi He cut Heng'e's hair: "My sister will help you keep it a secret from your mother for the time being, and you don't have to worry about the karma between my sister and the Lord of the Underworld. My sister and him... have no cause and effect!"

When Xi He said this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but Heng'e, who was full of joy and surprise, didn't notice it at all.

(End of this chapter)