I, God of the River of Concepts, make friends out of nothing

Chapter 106 The God of the River calculates "Heaven, Earth and Man" from the underworld

"My Ksitigarbha King, the underworld is not empty, I swear I will not become a Buddha!"

"My Taiyi real person's myth reflects that I will be the Qinghua Emperor, who will incarnate in the ten directions to save the suffering gods, judge the life and death of the underworld, and rule the underworld for justice!"

"I am Haotian... Dai, Emperor Ziwei from the North Pole of the Heavenly Court is here!"

Daoist Taiyi and Dizang made their great wishes together.

Soon.

Another man wearing the imperial crown descended from the sky. This man with the imperial crown was so powerful that he made no secret of his coercion, allowing the coercion to suppress Fengdu City.

After Daoist Taiyi transformed into the ten incarnations of Hades, the deity and Ksitigarbha left behind after seeing Haotian.

Smiled lightly, not surprised.

Knowing that the heavenly court also has this kind of samadhi, they will not miss the merits of the underworld, but at this time, the heavenly court is really short of manpower, which makes Chanjiao and Western religion laugh secretly.

God Haotian is also very helpless, he shouldn't have gotten involved in the underworld at this time, according to the original fate, he can only be canonized as "Ziwei Emperor Zhongtian North Pole" after the end of the list of gods.

Let the previously come to the underworld become the Great Emperor of Fengdu, thereby changing Fengdu into eighteen levels of hell, and gain the merits of the underworld!
However, many variables have disrupted all the calculations of God Haotian, whether it is the Western religion or the interpretation of religion, they all rushed to the underworld in advance.

God Haotian was worried that his merits would be exhausted, so he had no choice but to come here instead of Emperor Ziwei of Zhongtian North Pole.

"Mythological reflection, how amazing is the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Compared to..."

"This Haotian God is nothing more than that."

Ksitigarbha felt a little contemptuous in his heart, thinking that Haotian God's cultivation was really not worthy of the throne, and he was probably at the bottom among quasi-sages.

Ksitigarbha's heel can't be said to be a long-term heel, but he also knows that when Hongjun preached, the God of Haotian and the Golden Mother of Yaochi were just doormen of Zixiao Palace.

Now that he has a quasi-sage cultivation base, it was Hongjun Daozu who forcibly promoted him.

The disadvantage of being forcibly promoted is that you cannot improve again.

Therefore, the strength of Haotian God is not really strong.

Especially after Shenxin thought about it, he learned that the memory of the mythical emperor in the mythology was far from being comparable to that of Haotian today.

"I have seen His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

Ksitigarbha and Taiyi Daoist deity are despised in their hearts, but when Haotian God looks back, he already has a three-point similarity to those lofty emperors reflected in the myth.

I couldn't help trembling all over, thinking that Haotian in today's era should not be underestimated anymore.

Because except for Jiejiao, everyone can enter the land of myth with a ray of soul.

The same is true for Haotian God, who has been reflected by the Mythical Dao Fruit, as long as he is given time, he will also restore the demeanor of the Mythical Emperor.

"En." Haotian God just nodded, and didn't say a word to them.

Then he looked down slightly, looked at the Fengdu city in front of him, and said with his lips moving: "I am the God of Haotian, who came in place of my emperor Ziwei, who is in the middle of the sky, and who is in charge of Fengdu city. The Great Emperor Fengdu!"

"The undead of the old witch clan, please listen to the order!"

boom!
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden roar of anger in Fengdu City.

"Dare you!!"

"court death!!!"

The Houtu deity in the Six Realms of Reincarnation suddenly frowned slightly.

Unexpectedly, the situation she was most worried about appeared, and everything the River God said was being fulfilled one by one.

The so-called Great Emperor Fengdu still wants to overpower the underworld after all, and wants to suppress Fengdu City, and there are still many undead of the witch clan in Fengdu City, this is her reverse scale.

How could he be bullied after death if he was calculated during his lifetime!
Hou Tu was furious, but only hoped to get together as soon as possible!

"Just a little bit!"

At this time, Houtu is already trying to use the mythical cultivation method "Cherishing Heaven to Emulate the Great Virtue and Glory to Empress Earth Emperor's Real Sutra" to calculate the grasp of the Dao, and find that the six reincarnations she evolved are part of the authentic way, so it saves her time. A lot of time.

Now she can get back the true spirit entrusted to the heaven at any time, but there is still a slight chance to get together, so it can be said that she has encountered a bottleneck.

But it would be too much to scare the snake, she hasn't retrieved the true spirit yet, and she doesn't want to disturb the heaven.

Now that the underworld is being calculated by various forces, and in an increasingly urgent situation, Houtu can only grit his teeth.

Bear with it!
At the same time, she thought of the land given to her by the river god, and the mysteries of the mythical Dao fruit cultivation method.

All right, it's just time.

Once she is united, with the help of the mythical spirit treasure, she will be able to rise against the sky, not to mention that she also has the river god following, who is scheming against the heaven, earth and people.

Thinking of this, Houtu was inevitably excited.

But then his face became gloomy, and he felt that a saint went to Fengdu City...

"Where is fellow Taoist Houtu?"

The majestic majesty raged over Fengdu City, and someone said lightly that they wanted to see Houtu.

Under the holy power, all the undead in Fengdu city trembled, feeling endless fear, only the powerful Wu clan war spirit ignored the holy power, and looked at the peak of Fengdu with a slight frown.

I see.

There are a total of three figures standing above it, one of them is accompanied by the sound of the fairy, and the auspicious cloud of the fairy is under his feet.

The other two were filled with Buddha's light, faintly uttering bursts of Buddha's words, causing golden lotuses to spring up in the entire vast Fengdu city.

It is Yuanshi Tianzun and the two saints of the West, a total of three heavenly saints standing on the top of Fengdu.

The sage came to visit, wanting to see the Houtu.

However, there was no response from Houtu, but he noticed that there were a large number of undead witches in Fengdu City, and many of them were familiar faces.

For example, Xing Tian, ​​who has eyes on his chest, is standing upright with his headless and burly body, guarding the city wall of Fengdu.

Another example is Xiangliu, who once killed the demon court, and other big witches, looking up at the saint full of hostility.

The war spirits of the witch tribe, who also became ghost heroes after death, were all well-known strong men of the witch tribe during the catastrophe of the lich, and many of them were great witches, even the coercion of saints could not be suppressed.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, why don't you hurry up and meet him?" Zhunti Sage spoke again, but he still didn't get a response. He sneered in his heart and said inwardly, "Hiding?"

"Fellow Daoist Hou Tu is aware of the current affairs. I am afraid that he knows that he is powerless to resist alone, so he can only hide and ignore world affairs, and let the various forces divide the hell without hearing anything."

"That's right, why haven't the merits fallen?"

"Forget it, don't rush for a while."

Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti have all appeared in the underworld, looking at the netherworld and the six realms of reincarnation.

They have also obtained the reflection of the mythology, Taoism, and fruit, and they are about to practice the mythology cultivation method, so they wait patiently, watching their noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, noses, and hearts.

The so-called prehistoric ages.

In the blink of an eye.

A year has passed.

In this year, the tense situation in the underworld did not intensify, but eased.

It's all because the three great saints in the underworld are certain that Houtu has given up the underworld and dare not interfere in their schemes.

Now the three great sages are still at the top of Fengdu City, and they are brazenly comparing each other's merits and virtues.

"I teach Ksitigarbha in the West. During this period of time, I have saved countless undead from the underworld. It can be said that I have immeasurable merit." Zhunti, one of the two saints in the West, clasped his hands and said with a smile: "The merits of the local prefecture must be me. The West teaches Ksitigarbha the greatest merit!"

Yuanshi Tianzun on the side smiled without saying a word, with disdain in his eyes, he didn't bother to compete with the two saints of the West, but he still opened his mouth after all when it was about merit and luck.

"Two juniors, don't be joking. My apprentice, Daoyi Taiyi, is the incarnation of Taiyi Tianzun who rescues the suffering from the ten directions! The ten incarnations have become the top ten Yama kings in the underworld, adjudicating life and death for countless undead, and judging good and evil. The system of the underworld will not only be of great merit, but will also be the most in power in the underworld in the future!"

"Furthermore, there are ten incarnations in total of my apprentice Taiyi Daoist, while your Ksitigarbha King of the Western religion is only one person."

"Even if Ksitigarbha saves the undead from the underworld day and night, how can it compare to me, Taiyi Tianzun, who saves the suffering from death? Don't make fun of me, my two younger brothers!"

Yuanshi Tianzun confronted each other tit for tat and did not back down.

The two saints of the West were dissatisfied in their hearts, but on the surface they laughed and did not refute.

He just changed the subject and said: "In short, from now on, this hell belongs to us... Goodness!"

The three great saints are mighty and mighty, and their words are like thunderclaps.

Without even the slightest concealment, the word spread to the entire vast and boundless Fengdu City, allowing countless undead to hear it.

Among them, the war spirit of the Wu clan was naturally furious, unwilling to be reconciled to the underworld of his ancestor's ancestor being divided up by others!

Only that Haotian, the majestic emperor of heaven, came in place of Emperor Ziwei of Zhongtian Beibei, but he had no sense of existence, which was quite embarrassing.

He has not captured Fengdu City yet, so the so-called Great Emperor Fengdu is naturally not in his name.

He just bestowed the name of a void Emperor Fengdu, and he still has to wait.

However, what he waited for was not an opportunity, but a terrifying aura...

(End of this chapter)