The Witch of the Wilderness

Chapter 212 Changes in the Pangu Temple
A bloody light flashed out, and a purple-bearded Taoist fellow wearing a blood-colored authentic Shura robe appeared in the hall, but it was the authentic sage Master Styx!

"I've seen the Houtu Ancestor Witch, two fellow Taoists." Minghe saluted, and Emperor Jiangsu Ming immediately returned the salute.

"Fellow Taoist, it's not that Styx is underestimating himself. At that time, if the demon clan makes a gesture, the two of them will be stopped by the demon clan. At that time, the authentic lineage will become a god, and it is inevitable that they will be taken advantage of by the sage of heaven." Styx asked with a frown.

Following Styx's questioning, the hall fell into silence again, and Dijiang Houtu also looked at Su Ming with burning eyes.

Su Ming couldn't help but smiled wryly in his heart, and said, "Why are the two ancestor witches looking at me like this?"

"Wise man, just tell us what we are going to do. No one in the prehistoric world knows that you are treacherous and cunning. Oh no, your wisdom is as deep as the sea. I will listen to you." Di Jiang said directly.

Su Ming: "I..."

Looking at the Saint Styx at the side, he found that the other party also looked at him with a natural expression.

It's gone, I'm a majestic image, Su Ming felt mad for a while, but after thinking about it, what the hell, I've already found a wife, so I still care about this thing?
"In that case, I have a message for you all," Su Ming said.

"Please tell the wise man." Styx hurriedly agreed.

"The apotheosis of the gods is related to the stable operation of the prehistoric world, and the reincarnation of all living beings, but we can't just rely on us to decide at will." Su Ming looked around the crowd and said.

"Besides, the position of authentic gods is related to the countless merits and virtues of cause and effect. No matter how easy it is to assume it, it is bound to go through all kinds of hardships. Only those who can stand the test of prehistoric powers can take up the position of priests!" Su Ming said with a little strangeness in his eyes.

Everyone present was not an idiot. When they heard Su Ming's words, a look flashed in their eyes.

"What does the wise man mean..." Styx Styx asked.

Ignoring everyone's reaction, Su Ming continued to express his thoughts: "Dear fellows, although the authentic gods cannot cultivate independently, and are controlled by the underworld in this life, they can also break through the cultivation base by accumulating merit, which is a road leading to Hunyuan. How can you get the god position easily, the god conferring must have meritorious service to the heaven and earth to get it."

"What Fellow Daoist said is true." Everyone's eyes lit up and they said in unison.Originally, I was worried that the lineage of the Dao of Heaven would directly rely on the number of people to force you.And if the Taoism stipulates that the person who is a god must undergo the test of the Tao before he can be certified as a god, so that he will not be afraid of those sages of heaven who will hinder it.

"Everyone, we might as well do this. After the second lecture, we will set up a large formation in the nether world for testing." Su Ming said.

"At that time, there will even be masters of quasi-sage level participating, and the lineage of the saints will also bestow spiritual treasures to help their disciples pass the test. This big formation is not easy." The sage of Minghe said with a frown. The magic weapon given by the sage that day is bound to have the power of the sage, but the other subjects may not be able to fight against the disciple of the sage who holds the sage's treasure.And even though they are Hunyuan Great Luo Jinxian, it's not easy to directly intercept them at that time.

"Then directly order that you are not allowed to carry Lingbao, but anyone who uses Lingbao will be killed without mercy!" Di Jiang's murderous intent flashed across his body, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"No, this selection is aimed at the prehistoric world. Many monks put all their combat power on this spiritual treasure. If they don't have the magic weapon, they may not even be able to match the disciples of the sages." Houtu Ancestral Witch persuaded.

"Everyone, although it is very important to confer the gods this time, in the final analysis, as long as the Fengdu Great Emperor, the Sifang Ghost Emperor, and the Ten Temple Yama are all, the rest of the gods can be filled in the future. The rank is the god position of merit and virtue. You only need to accumulate merit to be able to advance and break through all the way, and you don't need to consider aptitude at all. As for strength, with me waiting, and the Asura tribe of Wuwu tribe and fellow Daoist Styx, who is there? Dare to make trouble!" Su Ming said domineeringly.

"So for this test, I think we only need to test his Taoism, heart and karma, and don't need to test his combat power, because, no matter how strong he is, he is an ant without proof!" Su Ming said.

"Good!" Everyone immediately understood the key point and nodded in praise.

"And the key to this formation is to rely on the power of saints and even the Dao of Heaven. In this case, it will be troublesome for the real lady." Su Ming said, cupping his hands towards the statue of the real back earth god on the high seat.

As soon as the voice fell, the god's light surged, and a hexagonal khaki-colored roulette slowly fell.

"This is the Reincarnation Asking Heart Formation! Under the Dao Realm, no one can use power, and only experience eternal reincarnation by themselves!" The Houtu Ancestral Witch slowly took over the hexagonal roulette, and the authentic majestic voice sounded in the hall.

Looking at the khaki-yellow ugly hexagonal roulette in the hands of Zu Wuhoutu, Su Ming and the others had a look in their eyes, and they all sighed, the authentic shot is absolutely fine.

"I thank the real lady!" The crowd bowed their hands in thanks.

Above the high hall, the divine light of the Houtu statue flashed past, and it returned to its former majestic appearance.

"Fellow daoists, these fifteen gods are the gods of the underworld who must return to their positions on the day of conferring gods. Fellow daoists can choose their own disciples to compete for the gods at that time, and we can also help from them." Zuwu Houtu With a smile in his eyes, he said, possessing the "Samsara Asking Heart Formation" Zuwu Houtu naturally knew that there were some things that could be manipulated in an instant.

Sage of Styx's eyes lit up immediately. Since Zuwu Houtu said this, it must be that he didn't mind the Shura clan of Styx coming to share a share of the pie.

"That's how I thank the Houtu Ancestral Witch." Sage Styx said with a smile and cupped his hands.If it is said that Styx put so much effort into enshrining the gods before, he was worried that the power of the tunnel would be lost and the power of the world he controlled would be divided, but now it is more than that. It can be stronger, and then as the ancestor, Styx will have more luck.

"Then I also thank Zu Wu on behalf of my unworthy disciple." Su Ming said with a smile.After all, with the endorsement of the Zuwu Houtian, Ao Han's position in the underworld is also secure.

"Haha, that god is to manage the operation of the underworld for the tunnel, but my Wu clan can't do such delicate work. The Wu clan can choose to guard the underworld." Zu Wudi Jiang smiled heartily, but the Wu clan was helpless. If you don't have a soul, you are not very good at these ghostly things.

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While Su Ming and the others were discussing the matter of conferring the gods, in the center of the prehistoric world, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the base camp of the Wu Clan, in the depths of the Pangu Temple where the head and heart of the Great God Pangu were transformed, endless blood and evil spirits were constantly boiling. roll.

"Boom!" A majestic and dull sound sounded, and there was a slight shock in the Pangu Temple that had not been shaken for countless years.

Immediately afterwards, the ancestral witch blood pool deep in the Pangu Temple was boiling with endless blood, and the statues of the ancestral witch gods on it also emitted streaks of blood.

(End of this chapter)