Chapter 310: Sage's Words, Houtu Empress (Xiu)

"Great chance! It's really a great chance!"
General Blood Sea couldn't calm down, and even grinned and smiled. From the eyes of others, he smiled wretchedly at this time, as if he was possessed by a demon.
The faces of many ghosts suddenly became strange.
Who just said to be calm, don't you feel that your cheeks hurt?
"Mother-in-law, look at it, this copybook is extremely extraordinary!"
With a solemn expression on his face, General Blood Sea handed the copybook to the mother-in-law.
The mother-in-law frowned slightly, took the copybook, and couldn't help saying: "What the is it that is worth your gaffe?"
She was a little cautious in her heart, setting some presbyopic eyes on the copybook.
In the next moment, the old posture on her face disappeared instantly, and her rickety body stood upright in shock.
As if suddenly awakened in a big dream, he exclaimed: "How is this possible? It is actually the words of a saint!"
She stared at the copybook carefully again, without blinking her eyes, the more she looked at it, the more surprised she became. In the end, her eyes were round, her mouth also opened into an "O" shape, and the wrinkled skin was pulled apart.
"That's right, this is definitely the word of a saint!"
She raised her hand and rubbed the copybook, a strange breath exploded, golden light surrounded her mother-in-law's fingers, with the rhythm of the road, and in an instant, the surrounding was dyed golden.
And just in the place where the golden light shines, on a wall, a line of phantom lines suddenly appeared, "Dust to dust, soil to soil, soul to earth, but you don’t need pain and sorrow... My body is transformed into six realms, It’s just to keep you from waiting..."
This line of text also flashed on the wall with a holy light.
"This, this is..." All the ghosts and gods couldn't help but give birth to a meaning of worship. That line of words, like the highest will of the underworld, is more like the will of heaven, with a meaning of irreversibility.
The golden light in the copybook echoed the line of words, and there was a glimmer of light between the two, and visions flourished.
"This is the ambition I made when I became a reincarnation."
The mother-in-law stared at the line, her eyes showed deep nostalgia, her thoughts could not stop flying, she returned to ten thousand years, ten thousand years ago, ten thousand years ago.
At that time, in order to fight for the last ray of life for the Wu Clan, I was willing to become a reincarnation, extradite the souls of sentient beings, and let the world live forever.
If it hadn't been for the fact that when he was incarnate in reincarnation, he had separated a ray of Yuanshen and became Po Meng, now it would have been gone.
General Blood Sea pursed his mouth, and finally couldn't help but opened his mouth in awe: "General Blood Sea, see you, mother... Empress."
The other ghosts and gods trembled in their hearts at the same time, bowed their heads and said respectfully: "Houtu Empress."
Except for a few ghosts and gods, most ghosts and gods have set off stormy waves in their hearts. They only know that this mother-in-law has a high status in the underworld, and there are even rumors that she was born before the underworld.
She is actually the Houtu empress who controls reincarnation!
The legendary... the eighth saint? !
"What a lady, the old lady is one."
Houtu returned to his old state, raised his hand, arched his hand to the copybook in an extremely humble and respectful posture, and said sincerely, "Thank you for your help today."
General Xuehai said: "Manny, can this copybook be useful?"
"I teach you one thing."
Hou Tu held the copybook and spoke lightly, "Every saint doing things, don't ask too much, don't question."
Knowing or not knowing is meaningless, and questioning is even more an insult to the saint.
The general of the sea of ​​blood was immediately shocked, with cold sweat behind his back, and hastily bowed respectfully to the copybook, and said anxiously: "It's the official abrupt."
"Follow me."
Holding the copybook, Houtu slowly walked into the Styx.
"Roar!"
Within the sea of ​​blood, screaming roars came and went one after another, the waves of blood, like a blood-colored beast, wanted to swallow everything.
Here, even the General of the Sea of ​​Blood can no longer stay. In the sea of ​​blood, there are countless dead bones struggling, and outside the sea of ​​blood, there are countless evil spirits floating around. The place where ghosts were suppressed has become a paradise for ghosts!
"Hohoho!"
The appearance of Houtu and them instantly became the focus, like putting oil in a boiling pot, exploding the audience.
Countless ghosts are no longer afraid of ghosts, but are killing them with crazy destructive intentions, and many of them are ghost kings.
With such a momentum, even the general of the sea of ​​blood was feeling stressed and heavy, and could not help but put on a desperate posture.
At this moment, a golden halo suddenly lit up.
Form an aperture, covering everyone.
The color of the halo is not strong, let alone glare, on the contrary, it is very soft.
However, it was this golden light that actually isolated millions of ghosts and monsters, no matter how they roar, how violent they were, it was difficult to resist a single bit, but was forced to retreat by the slowly expanding golden light.
All the ghosts and gods stood in the golden light, opening their mouths unanimously, their eyes full of stars, watching the golden light performance unblinkingly.
This feeling is like a mortal, seeing the immortal descending from the demon, can only stand aside blankly, worshiping with incomparable awe.
No matter what the number, no matter how strong the ghosts are, in front of this golden light, they are like chickens and dogs, and they will soon disappear.
It's so powerful, it's incredible.
The scope of the golden light became larger and larger, and gradually, the copybook floated slowly under everyone's gaze.
It seemed to be swaying into the air against the wind, and in the end, it was like a small sun shining on every corner of the sea of ​​blood.
Those ghosts and monsters, without exception, all dived into the sea of ​​blood and did not dare to show their heads. The sea of ​​blood that was originally surging was also a little calmed down, as if it became an ordinary river, flowing slowly.
The copybook continued to flutter and stuck to the wall, then the halo flashed, the copybook disappeared, and it melted into the wall, forming a section of lettering, which was printed on the wall.
This lettering is like the most terrifying seal between heaven and earth, suppressing the entire Styx.
All the visions disappeared, and only the sound of gurgling water could be heard. Compared with before, there were totally two worlds.
Everyone couldn't help but produce a feeling like a world away.
"Okay... awesome." Bing San's brain buzzed, and he even felt like he was dreaming, "I actually knew such a terrific person? Still fortunate enough to talk to him?"
"This person... is undoubtedly a saint."
Houtu took a deep breath and thought deeply in his eyes, "This rebirth curse is a bit biased towards Buddhism. However, Buddhism was wiped out in the last great catastrophe, and he couldn't even reincarnate. Who? How did it survive? Or... the ninth saint?"
She shook her head and said in a condensed voice: "This is not the time to think about this. Now that the turmoil in Styx has subsided, you immediately rush to the world to calm the turmoil!"
...
Time passed day by day.
Since the last time he personally witnessed the event of an immortal destroying a ghost, Li Nianfan's heart has been difficult to calm for a long time.
The fairy is really too powerful, too powerful, and there are special effects blessings between gestures, so it doesn't feel too cool.
Moreover, this is something that so many people dream of. Just thinking about it makes people excited.
Not to mention that it can fly through the clouds, which makes people enviable.
I won the jackpot and traveled here, so I can only see and can't touch it. Isn't this torture?
Thinking about the pit of the underworld again, Li Nianfan wanted to cry without tears, and was even more afraid of death.
Hey, one day is one day. After all, I can live for a thousand years. If I get to know some more thighs, I will try to live for hundreds of years. Maybe the underworld will be perfect at that time.
If the luck is good enough that I can grow spiritual roots to cultivate immortals, then it would be great, and I will wake up when I dream.
After that day, Li Nianfan's life also recovered for a long time. While playing with Xiao Daji, while waiting for the little gourd in the backyard to grow up slowly.
At this moment, he held the carving knife in his hand, and completed the final stroke with the lightly hook of his finger.
A smile appeared on his face.
Hurriedly said mysteriously: "Little Daji, come on and show you something good."
Daji looked curious and ran over, "Master, what is it?"
Huofeng couldn't help but look over.
Li Nianfan took out the square chessboard he carved out of wood, and then took out the round chess pieces, "Guess first."
Daji looked at it for a moment, and said, "This is... a chessboard? What a strange chess piece? There are lettering on it."
"Smart, it's a chess board! It's called chess." Li Nianfan said with bright eyes and a little excitement: "This is a very interesting game. Come on, hurry up, let me teach you how to play."
At the same time, Linxiandao Palace.
Yao Mengji was standing at the door waiting.
Not long after, a ray of light galloped from a distance, but it was Emperor Luo.
He landed in front of Yao Mengji, and said: "Friend Mengji, eager to find me, what's the matter?"
Yao Mengji said: "It is my master who wants to discuss with everyone and work together for the superior."
"Your master?" Luo Huang's expression was startled. This is an immortal, and then he quickly said with a serious face: "If I do something for an expert, Luo Mou will naturally do my best. Wherever it is useful, just speak up!"
While speaking, three auspicious clouds floated in the distance.
The three Gu Changqing ancestors and apprentices came slowly, unspeakably chic and leisurely.
Gu Changqing smiled and said, "Friend Mengji, let us come in such a hurry, what's the matter?"
Yao Mengji respectfully made a gesture of invitation, "My master is waiting for you in the lobby. Please let me do my landlord friendship and say as I walk."
"You're polite, everyone is doing things for the superior." Immediately, the five people headed towards the hall of Linxiandao Palace.
In the hall, Gu Xirou had already been waiting here, and when she saw the crowd, she immediately appeared solemnly and said: "Everyone, I have been thinking for a long time, and finally thought of what we can do for an expert!"