Journey to the West: Hou Tu's First Disciple! Monkey starts making trouble in the underworld

The underworld, the Palace of Pingxin.

The fairy air is filled with mist, and the light is as bright as fog.

Unlike the underworld, the gloomy and terrifying darkness of the underworld, the bright light in the palace of peace is reflected, and the great fortune flows endlessly.

The saint was filled with glory, and he walked into it. Even the Emperor of Fengdu was pulled by the strong Taoist rhyme in the palace, and the power of the six paths of reincarnation in his body began to operate unconsciously.

As a saint, Empress Houtu was in charge of the six realms of reincarnation in heaven and earth, transformed into the great way of reincarnation, and achieved the fruit position of the saint.

She stayed in Pingxin Palace all year round, and the aura of the saint, the glorious Taoist rhyme and the laws of the great Tao naturally changed everything in the palace.

This made the Pingxin Palace incompatible with the gloomy and horror of the underworld.

The Emperor of Fengdu followed his master and sat in the hall one after another.

The Queen Houtu had a beautiful face, her face was calm and gentle, and her beautiful eyes were flowing on Fengdu in front of her. The great merits of fortune automatically sensed the changes in the latter.

In her eyes, the aura of the Emperor of Fengdu was slightly different from before, and the soul seemed to be far stronger than before.

Houtu was not in a state of turmoil about the changes of his disciple and his various practices today.

As the co-lord of the underworld, Fengdu suppressed Ksitigarbha and the strong Bodhi Patriarch. In her opinion, it was natural for her to suppress it. If he did not do so, he would lose his true nature.

"You did a good job today, but..."

"Do you think about the consequences that the underworld will bear in the future?"

Houtu asked in a gentle tone.

The Emperor of Fengdu looked complicated, but when facing his master, he was still a little restrained and said respectfully: "The West's intention this time is very obvious, and it is nothing more than taking this opportunity to suppress the power of the underworld."

"That stone monkey Sun Wukong is just a chess piece. In the final analysis, it is the two Western saints operating behind them."

"Just Master..."

Suddenly, the Emperor of Fengdu raised his tone.

"At that time, the West sent Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to plant it in the underworld, under the banner of not being empty in hell and not becoming a Buddha, to enter the eighteen levels of hell. In the final analysis, it is not to divide the luck and paths in our underworld."

"I was silent back then, but in fact I was still afraid of the power of the two Western saints."

"After the great catastrophe of the prehistoric world, the heavenly court became the common ruler of the three realms, and the West owned the great world of Buddha."

"But where is our underworld?"

"Look at how far we have fallen to now!"

"The West has installed Ksitigarbha's King eyeing him inside, and the Heavenly Court wants to establish the Lord of Mount Tai and divide the authority to go to the underworld."

"All kinds of practices are actually sharing the only remaining majesty in our underworld."

The Emperor of Fengdu had a heavy tone and a sad expression.

The situation in the underworld is now in danger.

If the disaster of Journey to the West comes and the underworld is still led by various forces, the underworld will be destroyed in name only.

Back then, the immortals were like rain falling, but the immortals did not enter the cycle of reincarnation. They were all recruited into the list of gods and became gods in the heavenly court.

The other forces were also led by the West by many monks.

And what about the underworld?

The six realms of reincarnation were actually dead in name only at that time.

The laws of the six realms of reincarnation have been cut off most of the time, directly weakening half of the jurisdiction of the underworld.

With the hard support now, the West and the Heavenly Court are still pressing step by step, not wanting to let the underworld go at all.

If they were allowed to do so, then the underworld would only become a lackey who was calling and drinking from the West and the Heavenly Court!

"Master, I'm not willing to give up!"

"Disciple wants to fight again!"

"As long as you are willing to be born and stay in the underworld, we still have hope."

The Emperor of Fengdu looked hot and looked at the Queen Houtu in front of him with anticipation. He wished he could see the affirmation of his master.

But, everything is in vain after all.

Back then, he could not speak of Houtu.

The result is still the same now.

"Fengdu, give up, we can't fight, everything is nothing but futile..."

Houtu looked compassionate and sighed helplessly.

The Emperor of Fengdu smiled miserably, and he understood that Master had long been heartbroken.

The Lich War in the Great Calamity of the Great Desolation that year has become a heart-wrenching problem for the master.

As one of the only twelve ancestral witches who have survived, the master is tired of the struggles in the prehistoric world and just wants to escape from the world to realize the truth.

However, if Houtu did not come out to rule the underworld, with the strength of the underworld, it would be impossible to compete with the two major forces of the West and the Heavenly Court.

It should be noted that after these two forces, there are saints in charge.

In the underworld, there is no one else except Houtu.

The strength of the Emperor of Fengdu is still far behind. With his current combat power, it is probably difficult to meet in the prehistoric world.

But this does not include the saints.

All ants are under the saints!

Facing the great fortune of the saints, even FengThe Emperor is just a mantis armed mantis chariot.

This is the first problem he has to face now.

The Emperor of Fengdu understood that the hope of breaking the underworld now lies not only in himself, but also in his master.

Only by persuading her to be reborn and stay in the underworld.

Only in this way can we plan a way out for the future underworld.

Only saints rely on it, whether in the West or the Heavenly Court, will be afraid.

But he understood that as long as the eleven ancestor witches could be resurrected, Houtu would be cheered up!

Heart disease still needs heart medicine!

"Master, if your disciples can make the eleven ancestor witches who died in battle be resurrected from the long river of time, then are you still willing to be born again and protect my underworld?"

The Emperor of Fengdu thought for a long time, and finally tentatively expressed what he was thinking.

If you have such a treasure as the Six Paths of Hongmeng Banners, just give him enough time to successfully condense nine patterns in time and upgrade to the treasure of Hongmeng, it would be easy to resurrect eleven powerful ancestor witches who died in battle.

And, this is no joke.

It can be done in reality!

Only when the eleven powerful ancestor witches are resurrected can the master's heart be relieved.

This will give her the idea of ​​reborn.

Houtu looked calm, and even though he heard these shocking words, there was still no trouble.

The sacred face was neither sad nor happy, but his beautiful eyes silently looked at the disciples in front of him.

Fengdu seems to...

It's a little different from before.

But, what's different?

The saint can see the foundation of the immortality of all things in the world, but now Houtu cannot see through his disciple.

As for what the Emperor of Fengdu said that he could resurrect eleven powerful ancestor witches who died in battle, it seemed to her just a trace of fantasy.

Even a saint who is as powerful as her can not cross the long river of time and resurrection for the eternal cycle of reincarnation.

Who else can do things in this world that even a saint cannot do?

Looking at his beloved disciple, Houtu finally frowned and said unhappily: "If there is really that day, let's talk about it..."

Regarding Master’s reply, the Emperor of Fengdu had already expected it.

However, at least Master did not explicitly refuse this time.

That proves that there is a chance!

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes shining under the tassels of the crown.

There is still a chance!

Master, let us wait and see...