Journey to the West: Please, Stop Planting Peaches

Worth~~~

I, a city god, can't be cultivated as a human immortal. Are you and his immortal powerhouse full of food and want to mess with me?

come to worship me?

Doesn't this want me to die?

He is not even a city god, so how can he stand the incense of this immortal powerhouse?

At almost the same time, the entire Chang'an City and even the entire City God Temple in the Tang Dynasty.

Almost all collapsed overnight.

Without exception, it was like withdrawing from the fate of Chang'an City God.

All were worshipped as such.

Among the entire human race, almost immortals walk all over the ground, and golden immortals are inferior to dogs.

Those who do not reach the Golden Immortal cultivation base cannot be selected by the human race to serve as soldiers.

Even, even those who work in the yamen are true immortals.

Chang'an City God was stunned on the spot.

This world has changed so much that he has become like this before he can react.

How could he dare to seduce his soul?

Not to mention whether the human race will die at this moment, there is a soul coming out.

Those who go door to door outside are all cultivation bases above the gods.

They were terrified at night, for fear that the immortal (civilian) would be unhappy, and they scattered their primordial spirits on the spot to destroy their souls.

So far, the city gods are all huddled in the little ruins of the city god temple.

Don't even dare to move.

For fear that if they were not careful, the big man in this city would come to pay their respects to them.

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The fun will be great, I'm afraid that you will ascend to heaven on the spot.

The city gods have nothing to do.

Naturally, there are a lot fewer souls flowing into the underworld in this world.

Yama, the Tenth Hall of the Underworld, was stunned on the spot.

Quickly photographed the judge and others and went to the world to investigate the truth.

Before they emerged from the ground, the terrifying fate in the world overwhelmed them.

Return to the underworld and report the matter directly to Hades.

The Ten Temple Yama also didn't know what state it was in, so he informed the underworld sage Pingxin about it in advance.

"You said that the world has undergone tremendous changes, and the reduction of souls flowing into the underworld these days is also because of the world?"

Saint Pingxin frowned, she felt that this matter might not be so simple.

"In the past, the measurement of tribulation was the attitude of the soul of the underworld. How did it become that there is no soul flowing into the underworld this time?"

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In the past, conferred gods measured calamities, and lichs measured tribulations.

There were countless casualties, and many souls entered the underworld to wait for reincarnation.

The underworld couldn't bear enough, and it almost couldn't work.

This time, the journey to the west was robbed, and Ping Xin deliberately selected the manpower of the Wu clan.

Get ready for the busyness of this robbery.

You know, until today.

On the contrary, fewer and fewer souls flowed into the human world, and even the city gods in the human world could not be contacted.

This change is so weird.

"Niangniang, why don't you send Feng Bo Dawu to investigate?"

King Qin Guang said to Pingxin, "If I have no entity, if I enter the human race, I will also be suppressed by the fate of the human race!"

Although his predecessor was a human disciple, he has now served as a god in the underworld.

After becoming King Yama, he no longer belongs to the human race.

Moreover, the wealthy Yama is also a ghost, and once it goes to the world, it will be suppressed by luck.

On the contrary, it is the great witch of the witch clan, who has a physical body.

Moreover, Feng Bo has held positions in the underworld over the years, and he has done a lot of merit.

It should be possible to enter the human race to investigate one or two.

"Okay, let Feng Bo go and find out what happened to the human race!"

The underworld is related to the circulation of the soul of the entire flood.

If something goes wrong, there will be monstrous karma falling.

Pingxin didn't want the merits he just accumulated to make the Wu clan improve.

In the blink of an eye, it dissipated because of other things.

That Feng Bo received the decree on the spot and passed through the passage of the underworld located in the sea of ​​​​blood.

Go directly to the room.Inch.

Chapter 197

All the way.

Other continents are normal.

Only when entering the Nanshabu Continent, the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Uncle Feng looked at the terrible fate of the human race in front of him.

Unable to hold back, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

"Yes, the luck of this human race is so strong, can people in my underworld still survive in the world?"

No need to look at it now.

Just the power of terrifying luck in front of him.

Don't even think about it, those ghost pawns and city gods are definitely doomed.

The magnificence of luck was the eyelids of his great witch who had a physical body.

And this is still on the border of the human race.

If you go deep into the city, those places with more human races.

The repression of this luck will be even greater.

Even if he, the great witch at the peak of the quasi-sage, entered, he had to kneel.

Getting ready to return.

Uncle Feng suddenly saw a group of figures over there, who came out carrying hoes and tools.

Only, it made him feel weird.

This group of people actually have cultivation bases, and their cultivation bases are not low.

"Strange, this is a monk from that sect, what are they doing with their hoes?"

Most of this group of people are celestial monks.

Shouldn’t people with this kind of cultivation practice meditate in their own mountain gates, participate in meditation, and cultivate their primordial spirit?

Why did they show up in groups today, and they also brought the hoes used by the farmer for farming.

Feng Burton was curious and watched patiently.

What these people did next made him even more confused.

This group of angels is actually farming?

That's right!

Uncle Feng saw it so clearly, they took out their hoes and dug a hole to bury some soil.

Then start watering the trees.

His face twitched, Feng Bo Dawu looked at the sky, and the sun did not come out from the west today.

"I have to go and see why these angels come to the mortal world to plant trees!"

Under the pressure of the fate of the human race, he walked over.

Fortunately, this is a marginal area, and it does not cause much harm to Feng Bo.

The body can still bear it.

"Fellow Daoists, why are you planting trees here?"

When he came up, Uncle Feng learned the way between Primordial Spirit cultivators.

Ask these people for news.

That kind of heavenly angel didn't drop the movement in his hand.

Just glanced at him curiously, and said, "This is the order of my Great Tang Emperor, I want to plant the spiritual root given by the national teacher!"

Anyway, this matter is known to the world, and the Emperor did not order them to hide anything.

Said it directly.