Chapter 182 The saint feels, Ksitigarbha protects his soul!
Sea of blood.
The newly built Asura ancestral land.
As many creatures from the Heavenly Court, Human and Dragon Clan pass through the Blood Sea and enter the Netherworld, as the Lord of the Blood Sea, it is naturally impossible for the Styx to not notice it.
Although due to the principle of confidentiality, only the senior management of the three parties know about the construction of the underworld.
The other immortals and gods in the heavenly court and the two tribes knew that this trip was to the underworld to build a series of buildings in the underworld.
As for the role of the underworld and what benefits can be obtained, they don’t know at all, and outsiders like Styx are even more unlikely to know.
But the construction of the underworld is so loud and the special nature of the underworld, as long as the Styx is not a fool, he knows what it means to do this in the underworld.
Through the black fog at the junction of the blood sea and the underworld, he looked at the increasingly lively underworld. The planner who knew about this was Yang Xuan, and he was immediately angry.
"Okay, okay, Yang Xuan can get the recognition of the Heavenly Way and bring down the merits of the Heavenly Way."
"I have set the earth rules based on the heavenly rules as a reference. You told me that this method is not good, but turned around and let this kid do such a thing in the underworld."
"If this kid also came up with the same rules as me, would you also agree with this method?"
"Can you be considered a saint who cares about the prehistoric world? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!!!"
The Styx looked at the underworld with an ugly face.
In his opinion, even if Yang Xuan may be a disciple of the Jie Sect, he can only get the guidance of the saint and get more opportunities, but the saint cannot point him out a clear path.
Zhao Gongming was the best proof at the beginning. Otherwise, as a great disciple of the Jie Sect, how could he be stuck in the mid-stage countless Yuanshes of the Daluo Golden Immortal?
Therefore, no matter how special Yang Xuan is, he is just a Taiyi Golden Immortal, with limited cultivation and insufficient knowledge. Could it be that he could think of something that could change the current situation in the underworld?
It is impossible to be good or not. This is obviously Houtu’s biasedness, which allows him to do such a thing in the underworld.
"Hmph! I should have slapped this kid half to death!"
Styx snorted coldly, with a clear sourness in his words.
The sea of blood is adjacent to the underworld. Even if there are no such things as heaven and earth rules, he is still jealous of the underworld for many years.
If the sea of blood can flow into the underworld, he can gain some of the authority of the underworld, and his strength and survival ability can be greatly improved.
However, the Netherworld is the private land for the Wu tribe by Houtu.
As a neighbor, if the Styx wants to stroll around the underworld, the Witch Clan will not have much reaction.
But if Styx intends to make any plans for the underworld, they will definitely be targeted by the witch clan, and even Houtu may take action.
Since he became a quasi-saint, his plan for the underworld has never stopped, but in the end he ended in failure.
Now, Yang Xuan is just a Taiyi Golden Immortal. He has been able to cause such a big disturbance when he first entered the underworld.
If it weren't for Houtu's partiality, Styx would not believe it.
As for what the underworld means, if the Houtu conceals the secrets of heaven, even if the Styx is a quasi-saint, it cannot be deduced. Just looking in the sea of blood, there is no clue.
The more this happened, the more curious he became. But he had just offended Houtu and gave him ten more courage, and he would not dare to enter the underworld.
Finally, the Styx closed the door with a bang, blocking the Asura ancestral land, and making a blind eye.
Under the cover of Houtu, quasi-saints like the Styx cannot be deduced, but as saints, the two Western saints can produce some sensations.
Although they also don’t know what changes will be brought to the underworld and the prehistoric world on the day of the underworld.
But they can be sure that as long as they participate in the construction of the underworld, they will be able to obtain authentic merits by the day when the underworld is completed in the future.
When they reach their level, unless it is a huge amount of merit, it will not have any effect at all. However, for Western disciples, merit is a top spiritual creature that is hard to come by. How can they miss this opportunity?
They immediately mobilized the authority of the saints to send messages to the disciples of the Western religion, allowing Maitreya to go to the underworld, and no matter what, they had to participate in the construction of the underworld with Ksitigarbha.
But when they saw Dizang, they couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Dixian has taken a detour. Why did he have to be unable to get along with the Asura clan because of some ghosts?"
"Is it more important to let these ghosts enter the cycle of reincarnation than to establish the rules and obtain the authentic merits?"
"If I hadn't felt that he had a destiny to the underworld, I really wouldn't want to leave this matter to him..."
Zhunti sighed helplessly. It had been a while since Ksitigarbha left Mount Sumeru, but after reaching the sea of blood, he had been staying there and had not yet entered the underworld.
As for planning local rules, there was no progress at all. How could Zhunti not be in a hurry?
When he realized that the heaven might have merits to gain, the reason why he chose to give up was, on the one hand, because of the Three Pure Ones.
On the other hand, I think that the merits of the Heavenly Court are given to the Three Pure Ones, and the merits of the Underworld belong to the Western Sect.
Unexpectedly, Dizang was inexplicably retained by the sea of blood.
Last time the Styx declared the tunnel failed, Zhunti sent a message to Dizang, asking him to speed up and set rules as soon as possible, and not give others the first step.
However, these years have passed, and Ksitigarbha is still in the sea of blood, and even the underworld has not entered, let alone establishing rules for the earth.
If Ksitigarbha continues to let Ksitigarbha continue like this, the second and third rivers of Styx will definitely appear. The final result is most likely that this merit will be taken away by others first and will not be destined to be with the West.
In order to avoid such a thing, Cundi immediately turned his eyes to the sea of blood, and the sound of the Tao echoed in Dizang's heart.
"After Maitreya arrives, you will enter the underworld with him. No matter what, you must participate in the construction of the underworld, and you must not make any mistakes, otherwise, you will not go back to Mount Sumeru!"
This time, Cundi had no room for discussion to Ksitigarbha. They had to take up a share of the merits of building the underworld. When setting the rules of the earth, they had to speed up the progress.
"Young brother, don't worry."
Relatively speaking, the mentality of attracting guidance seems to be calmer.
"Things in the underworld are unexpected gains. Success or failure will not affect the prosperity of the West."
Jie Yin's eyes passed through the sea of blood, looked at the gods in the underworld, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
"Speaking of this, Heavenly Court has given us a chance."
"The three purity of merits in the Heavenly Court are watching. It is difficult for us to do too much, but that thing can begin!"
"What fellow Taoist said is right. This matter can indeed begin. It will decline when it is prosperous. It is time for the Three Pure Ones of Xuanmen to give up their positions to the West!"
Zhunti also showed a smile on his face, and then several voice transmissions were made, flying to all over the prehistoric world.
The next moment.
There were hundreds of creatures with different appearances and different cultivation levels, all of whom had a slight movement and then returned to normal.
In the next hundred years, these creatures did not have much abnormal behavior. What they usually do, and what they do now.
But thousands of years later, due to various coincidences and accidents, they either went to Jiuzhou or came to the Heavenly Court. After interviews with the Siming Temple, most of them successfully joined the Heavenly Court and became an inconspicuous God of Heavenly Court, and performed with all their heart. The clergy never slacked off. Kunlun Mountain.
Almost as the two Western saints were aware of the underworld, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun also came back to his senses from the outskirts of heaven, looking at the underworld, frowned slightly.
Both of them are saints, and it is natural that Yuanshi could not know nothing about what Shi Yin and Cunti could detect.
After some deduction, he discovered that this matter was related to Yang Xuan, and that he also knew about the fact that the Antarctic Immortal Weng and Taiyi Zhenren were in the Heavenly Court.
Since the founding of the Yuanshi Buddhism, how have the disciples of the Ancestral Sect ever received such treatment?
Even though Taiyi Zhenren is indeed a little rude in his behavior, isn’t it normal for him to be a disciple of the Anarchy and a disciple of the saint?
Which of the Jie Sect, Western Sect, and even the Xuandu of the People's Sect, isn't the arrogant personality and look down on the rest of the prehistoric world?
Especially most of the disciples of Jie Sect are not arrogant, but they are completely without taboos in their actions. More than 90% of the disciples are burdened with karma.
What's more, it is that the karma is profound, and the Jie Sect has become chaotic and stressed.
If it weren't for the fate of the saints of Shangqing to suppress the situation, the Jie Sect would have long been rejected by heaven and earth and became a thing of the past.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
This is also an important reason why Yuanshi Tianzun had such a big opinion on the disciples of Jie Sect.
Now the disciples of the Jie Sect have become the righteous god of heaven.
However, Taiyi Zhenren and Nanji Immortal Weng went to heaven for so many years, but they didn’t even have the chance to see Yang Xuan. How can a person who pays so much attention to face not get angry?
After a moment of silence, Yuanshi had to let go of this matter.
It wasn't that Jie Yin and Zhunti, and he asked him to put down his skin and go to find Yang Xuan in person, that would never be possible.
In fact, Yuanshi didn’t care so much about whether Taiyi Zhenren and Nanji Immortal Weng could obtain the merits of the Heavenly Court.
He gave this opportunity to his disciples. As for whether these disciples can succeed and get this opportunity, it is the affairs of his disciples, and he will not intervene.
If everything is done by him, the saint master, even if his disciples can finally get this opportunity, they will not achieve anything in the future.
The reason why Yuanshi felt dissatisfied was that he felt that the experience of Taiyi Zhenren and Nanji Immortal Weng in the Heavenly Court made him lose face.
His dissatisfaction came from Taiyi Zhenren and Nanji Xianweng.
It is undeniable that if Taiyi Zhenren and Nanji Xianweng had better attitudes at the beginning, it is likely that this thing would not have happened now.
On the other hand, it comes from Haotian and Yang Xuan. If one of them refused to be the Taiyi Zhenren and the Nanji Immortal Weng Shefeng, and the other refused to meet, how could this be the current situation?
Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head, took his gaze from the heavenly court, and looked at the underworld.
After deducing for a while, he sent two voices, asking Juliusun and Cihang to go to the underworld together and find a way to participate in the construction of the underworld.
After explaining this matter, Yuanshi took back his mind and continued to wander around the world, and comprehend the great way.
As for whether Yuliu Sun and Cihang will be rejected in the underworld like Taiyi Zhenren and Nanji Immortal Weng, even he, the saint, is not sure.
Although Yang Xuan is just a Taiyi Golden Immortal, in the eyes of the saints, such cultivation is just an ant. With just one thought, he can kill it across billions of miles.
But there are too many causes and effects in Yang Xuan. Houtu, Shangqing, Taiqing and Nuwa have more or less cause and effect with him.
Moreover, Yang Xuan himself is an alien, but he only has terrifying merits in Taiyi Jinxian, and even some blessings, holy virtues, yin virtues and morality.
It's so troublesome that I can't be treated as Taiyi Jinxian at all.
Even if Yuanshi is a saint, he will not be killed at will unless necessary.
More importantly, even the saint, a saint, did something that Yang Xuan, the little Taiyi Jinxian, was a little unpredictable.
The leader in building the underworld was Yang Xuan. With the full support of the witch clan and Houtu's delegation, he was not sure whether Cihang and Yu Liusun could interfere in building the underworld.
But he didn't care too much, and he said the same thing, he fought for opportunities for his disciples. As for whether Cihang and Yu Liusun can achieve success and whether they can get this opportunity, that is their own luck.
About two thousand years later.
A light of escape sped from a distance and entered the sea of blood. After pausing for a moment, it turned around and galloped towards the northwest.
After flying like this for about a hundred years, the light of escape stopped and showed a middle-aged Taoist with a smile on his face, a blessed face, and a big belly.
He looked at the scene below, frowned slightly, and scolded:
"Junior brother, when will you still be so obsessed with it?!"
I saw that under this sea of blood, there was a young Taoist in a moon-white Taoist robe who was fighting with a Asura King with two heads, six arms and three legs.
The reason why the two of them had a fight was not that they had found some opportunity and had cause and effect in order to compete for opportunities.
For most creatures in the prehistoric world, the reason for their struggle is ridiculous, just because of the dead souls behind Di Di.
There are as many as millions of dead souls protected by him, including animals, insects, and fish and birds...
Among these dead souls, some are ignorant and stupid, not knowing where they are.
Some of them have memories of their lifetime. At this time, they were already scared and fell to the ground and recited the immortal to help their lives.
For all living beings in the prehistoric world, these are some dead souls that have been exhausted or die in disasters. Such dead souls appear at every moment in the prehistoric world, which can be said to be everywhere.
For the underworld, these are the ghosts that should enter the underworld and be reincarnated.
But for the Asura tribe, these ghosts who spontaneously came to the sea of blood were just a kind of food for them, and it was also the biggest disaster for these dead souls to reincarnate into the underworld.
The ghost is transformed from the residual soul of the creature after death. Once eaten by Asura, it will be the soul that is scattered and there will be no chance of reincarnation.
Dizang was entering the sea of blood and saw Asura eating the ghost as food and losing the opportunity to be reincarnated, he felt unbearable.
So he snatched the "food ration" from the Asura tribe again and again. Over the years, he and the Asura tribe have had many battles because of these ghosts, and both sides are old acquaintances.
"Crazy, what a madman!"
When the Asura King heard Maitreya's voice, he glared at Dizang fiercely, and instantly fled thousands of miles away, without engaging in the two Da Luo for some food.
He really couldn't understand Ksitigarbha's behavior. He couldn't understand why Ksitigarbha couldn't get along with their Asura tribe for some food that could be seen everywhere. Isn't this just a madman!
When Ksitigarbha saw King Asura leave, a smile appeared on his face.
"Don't be afraid, I will send you reincarnation."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and put all these ghosts into his sleeves.
Then he looked at Maitreya in the air, bowed with both hands, and said:
"Senior brother, let's go."
"Don't focus on these ghosts anymore!"
Maitreya sternly warned Dizang, and said nothing more. The imperial envoy's escape light rushed towards the entrance to the underworld...
PS: I left for a day today, and I was really tired, both physically and mentally...
(This chapter ends)