Array of Immortals

Chapter 633 Underworld
"Two friends, this matter is over, and the poor Taoist will leave first." In the crack of the void, the three of them had come to their senses, and Hong Jun clasped his fists at Hou Tu and Fang Li.Then he stepped on his feet and disappeared in place.

The two of them didn't pay too much attention to this, the Heavenly Demon Calamity has passed, and it's time to say goodbye.

"The calamity is completed, and it's time for me to return to the underworld. Fellow Daoist Fang Li, would you like to visit with me?" At this moment, Houtu suddenly asked.

Fang Li wanted to refuse, but then he guessed something, nodded immediately and said: "Since Empress Empress Dowager invites you personally, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Hou Tu smiled softly, stopped talking, and immediately flew to the underworld.Now there are no otherworldly demons blocking the way, but they can fly back directly from the cracks in the void.

Fang Li didn't dare to hesitate, and followed closely.

With the speed of the two of them, flying at full strength doesn't take much time at all. It might have taken an hour or two before, but now it takes only a quarter of an hour.

The underworld is still as dim and gloomy as before, but at this time, whether it is the faces of those reincarnated ghosts or those ghost cultivators, there is a hint of joy flowing out.They all felt that the otherworldly demon was defeated, so they were naturally happy.

"Welcome empress!" Seeing Hou Tu coming, those ghost cultivators shouted in unison.

Houtu restrained his smile, put on a serious expression, and then slowly said: "I have contributed to this calamity. Although it is not much, I will still fulfill my promise and let the hell be born."

Houtu's tone was very flat, but the blood boiled in the ears of those ghost cultivators.Hell, it's finally here!

Being born in the underworld represents the position of countless Yin gods. This kind of god is not only recognized by the heavens, but can enjoy a piece of luck, and if you perform the duties of the Yin gods, you can also accumulate merit.

It is conceivable that after the birth of the local government, the average strength of the monks in the underworld will definitely increase rapidly!
"Your Majesty is merciful!" All the ghost cultivators below bowed down.There are hundreds of thousands of these ghost cultivators, and the scene of bowing down at the same time is also spectacular.

Houtu waved his hand, "You don't need to thank me, I'm just following the way of heaven. If the underworld should not be born, I have no right to let it be born; when it should be born, I can't stop it."

Those ghost cultivators didn't care so much and continued to kowtow to her.

Fang Li watched from the side, narrowing his eyes slightly. If he read correctly, Houtu's luck was gradually increasing. If this continued, he should soon be able to gather all the luck of the underworld and become the master of the underworld.

The master of the great thousand worlds, Bi Fangli, the master of the middle thousand worlds, is several grades higher, and this luck is enough to support her sanctification.Although Fang Li knew about it a long time ago, he still felt a little envious when he saw it with his own eyes, even if Hongjun saw it.

Before he could think too much, Houtu suddenly shouted, "If you don't come out at this time, when will you wait!"

As Houtu's voice fell, suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in the underworld centered on the six reincarnations.Many buildings suddenly appeared in the originally barren underworld.

And in this dim world, a river first appeared, named Wangchuan River.There is a bridge over the river, which is the Naihe Bridge.Behind Naihe Bridge is Huangquan Road, and in front of it is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace.This place has become a place to attract lonely souls and wild ghosts in the world.

"Where is Meng Po?" Hou Tu asked suddenly.

Those ghost cultivators looked at me and I looked at you, and they were a little confused, so they thought to themselves: Who is Meng Po?Didn't Po Meng died as early as in ancient times?
Seeing that everyone was hesitating, one of the female ghost cultivators suddenly felt blessed, took a step forward, and shouted, "Grandma Meng is here!"

She is not Meng Po, and she has nothing to do with Meng Po, but she still stood up and wanted to take a gamble to see if she really understood what Hou Tu meant.

Houtu quietly glanced at her, nodded and said, "Golden Immortal's early stage cultivation has some merits and virtues. Well, from today onwards, you will be the new Meng Po!"

As he spoke, he waved his jade hand and called the female ghost cultivator to him.The ghost cultivator also knew what he meant, and immediately set up a pot beside the Wangxiang Terrace, but it was cooking Mengpo soup.

There is also a Sansheng stone beside the Wangchuan River.Mengpo soup makes you forget everything, and the Sansheng stone records your past and present lives.Lonely ghosts look at the world for the last time on the lookout platform, drink a bowl of Mengpo soup, why force "there is no destiny in this life"?

Seeing this, the other ghost immortals regretted one after another, lamenting that they did not seize the opportunity like the previous ghost cultivator to become the new Meng Po.It's a pity that everything is a chance, no wonder others.

After these buildings appeared one by one, the underworld did not calm down, and ten halls appeared rumblingly, which were the places to judge the merits and karma of the soul's previous life.

"Where is the judge? Where is Yama in the ten halls?" After the main hall appeared, Hou Tu asked again.

here!here! ... This time, there was no need to be reminded by others, and those ghost cultivators rushed to answer.

Seeing this, Houtu smiled lightly, and clicked on the eleven ghost cultivators with the highest cultivation base and the most meritorious virtues.They were respectively appointed Judge, King Yama, King Qinguang, King Chujiang, King Song, King Five Senses, King Biancheng, King Taishan, King Metropolis, King Equality, and King Zhuanlun.

At the same time, the judge's pen and the book of life and death were also given.The judge's pen naturally fell into the hands of the judge, and the life and death book was in the hands of Yama.

Seeing this, the other ghost cultivators didn't dare to say anything more, after all, these people appointed by Houtu were fair.

Then Houtu appointed Black and White Wuchang, Bull Head and Horse Face, 50 Yin soldiers and so on.

These 50 Yin soldiers guard the five sides of the underworld respectively, and at the same time assist the operation of the underworld, which can also accumulate a lot of merit.

In this way, almost all ghost cultivators with some strength in the underworld have been arranged, and only the five ghost emperors have not been appointed as the Yin gods.

The ghost emperors of the five directions control 50 Yin soldiers, and their status is higher than that of the ten halls of Yama, so naturally they cannot be appointed and dismissed casually.Moreover, Houtu did not find a suitable candidate, so he planned to leave it empty for the time being.As for the 50 Yin soldiers, five powerful ghost generals were appointed as temporary commanders.

Although many people are greedy for the position of Wufang Ghost Emperor, they dare not mention it because they all know that they don't have the qualifications at all.Maybe only Da Luo Jinxian or Zhunsheng dare to compete.

Immediately afterwards, Hou Tu perfected some other buildings, such as the eighteen floors of hell, and then stopped.At the same time, Tiandao suddenly boomed, and a huge amount of luck poured into her body like a substance.

Suddenly, a gray miniature world appeared above her head, in which buildings such as the Underworld and the Six Paths of Reincarnation were clearly visible.

Seeing this, Fang Li couldn't understand, and immediately stepped forward to congratulate him: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist Houtu, for becoming the master of the underworld!"

Houtu slowly retracted the world above his head into his body, then turned his head and smiled at him, "If you can't stay in the blood sea world anymore, fellow daoist, you can come to me. I will always leave one for fellow daoist The position of the ghost emperor. In the underworld, even if a saint comes, he will not be able to please him."

Fang Li's heart trembled, but he found a trace of longing in her eyes, as if... She really wanted to keep herself.

Fang Li didn't dare to look at her, turned his head away hastily, pretended to be relaxed and said, "Your Majesty, I'm joking, although Fang Li is not strong, I am also somewhat confident that in the future I will be able to integrate all the middle thousand worlds and build a world that is no less than the underworld." power!"

After hearing this, Houtu was disappointed for a while, but he quickly concealed it and said with a smile: "Then it will help fellow Taoist achieve success in no time."

Fang Li nodded, not daring to stay any longer, said something to Houtu, and left immediately.

Seeing Fang Li's leaving figure, Houtu sighed slightly, and immediately returned to the cold and silent hall of reincarnation alone...

(End of this chapter)