Di Ting looked at young Daoist treading the Underworld, coming step by step.
Seeing that young Daoist, who should not have the ability [treading the Underworld], crossed the yin and yang, his eyes fell on his clothes. He was wearing Zhou Jue Yin Tian Robe, walking on nine-silk walking shoes, with seventy-two jade rings on his waist, a jade pendant with tassels hanging down, a black crown on his head, and a magic weapon on his back. The yin and yang are endless in front, and the sea of blood follows behind.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
???!!
Zhou Jue Yin Tian Robe? Yin and Yang walk on clouds.
This damn Fengdu Treasures of the Upper Six Palaces has been given away?!
Zhou beg!!!
What kind of prodigal son are you?
Whoops!
Waste!
This 'grey-robed gentleman' who met Qi WuHuo when they were Central Province Prefecture City raised his hand and scratched his head, pretending to be silly and laughing cheerfully, "Ah hahaha, isn't this Wuhuo? What's wrong? What kind of calculation?"
"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, why do you say these things when we meet?"
"I don't understand!"
Qi WuHuo stood on top of City of Wrongful Deaths. The fierce ghosts on the left and right, as well as the gorgeous female ghosts, did not dare to approach young Daoist, who exuded a pure and clear air. There was a vague feeling that if they approached, their own existence would be destroyed by the impact. They were all afraid and horrified.
Young Daoist looked at fortune teller, whom he had met for a long time, and looked at him pretending to be stupid, so he said to himself:
"During Demon Realm, sir, you suddenly appeared in the Zither Music Pavilion with Master Ran Deng. I didn't think much about it at that time."
"Later, fellow Daoist Lü Chunyang said that there was something wrong with Mr. You. The reason why he stayed in the Zither Music Pavilion seemed to be partly due to Mr.; and in the subsequent battle against Qing Jingwei, Lü Chunyang, Master Ran Deng, Zither Music Pavilion's senior Si You, and even the map he got when he went to find my wonton with the key to breaking the game, the piano sword, were all related to you, sir."
"The most surprising thing is when I was trapped on the holy mountain of the Green Lion Clan."
"Black Impermanence appeared and took you, the most problematic gentleman, away."
"All of this developed naturally. After the matter was over, I looked back and thought about it, but I felt that your existence, sir, was more glaring every time. All of us are related to you, sir, and this means that whether it was you, sir, you brought together many people who would not appear on Qing Jingwei Great Sage ritual at the same time."
"But I am separated from cause and effect in a natural way."
"Is it true that all of us were more or less guided and used by you in this fight?"
The familiar fortune teller in front of young Daoist scratched his head and said cheerfully:
"What a coincidence!"
"Ah? What did you say?"
"I don't know!"
Young Daoist stood in front of fortune teller, who had an expression of "I don't understand what you are talking about at all". Qi WuHuo said softly, "Sir, you should also be with Qing Jingwei has a grudge, right? This is Ksitigarbha King's dojo, and I don't feel the breath of Buddhism. Is it because Battle of Jin Province is among Battle of Jin Province, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was also involved in it, and he was seriously injured."
"That's why you were so angry that you chose to take action?"
"If that's the case."
"Qing Jingwei's holy fetus is in my hands."
Di Ting's pupils shrank slightly.
He looked at the young Daoist in front of him. At this time, Listening realized that the young Daoist in front of him had grown taller than when he first met. It originally only reached his shoulders, but now it has exceeded this height. Young people always grow up very fast. In just half a year, it seems that he has become a different person.
Her eyes are calm, and her hair is tied up in a black crown. It is not a bun, but it is much more free and easy, with black hair hanging down from the temples.
Fortune teller looked at him, his temperament changed, and his eyes that were always smiling in the mortal world shrank.
He was still smiling, but inside he turned into a kind of indifference that made fun of the common people and was not afraid of all things. It was an arrogance that was so arrogant that it went to plotting against the Three Pure Ones.
Second Kalpa's creature, Emperor Wa's friend, the demon god who once brought trouble to one side.
Qi WuHuo looked at him, pursed his lips, and said, "I just want to know, when we were at the Zither Music Pavilion, the reason why Great Emperor Dongyue was discovered by Demon Race at the level of the Great Emperor, which eventually led to an early confrontation between him and Qing Jingwei, did you do anything to it, sir?"
Di Ting looked at him, raised her eyebrows, and said lazily, "What if I say yes?"
"How can you?"
"Can you still hit me?"
Qi WuHuo said, "Great Emperor Dongyue He has already prepared to die. If he knew that your plan could help him break the situation, he would not have any hesitation or resentment. He would even be extremely grateful for your judgment, sir, but..."
"It's always wrong to be plotted against."
"I want to fight back for Great Emperor Dongyue."
Young Daoist Take half a step forward.
The Qi in the body becomes intense, the hands tremble, and the five fingers are clenched together, turning into fists.
Di Ting's eyes were indifferent, and a majestic energy gathered in front of him to resist Qi WuHuo's attack.
Young Daoist's fist fell.
Blocked by this qi machine.
To put it lightly, just like every arrogant being who is good at planning and planning, this force is not too much, not too little, just enough to stop young Daoist as True Person. The barrier is just right to disperse every strand of Qi WuHuo's fist strength, and then guide it to the feet calmly.
Qi WuHuo lowered his eyes, and a peaceful voice fell from the bottom of his heart--
[Thailand].
Primordial Scarlet Script!
Mount Tai Prefect's Imperial Decree!
At the top, it is the highest among the mountains, and at the bottom, it is as deep as Fengdu Underworld.
This place is the Netherworld!
The sound of the piano vibrated, and Dongyue Seal suddenly released a stream of light. This punch exceeded Di Ting's inference of Qi WuHuo's cultivation. The defense gathered by the Qi machine shattered, and young Daoist's punch hit Di Ting's abdomen. The ghosts all saw Di Ting's expression change, and he arched his body toward the back, shaking out layers of air waves.
Di Ting's expression changed instantly. He who had always been lazy finally 'listened' to Qi WuHuo.
Even listening to it felt a little bit astonished.
"Primordial Spirit Silent Illumination... Your soul is already at the level of an immortal?!"
With a punch from his fist, he borrowed Dongyue's power to beat that fortune teller until his face turned pale, and the energy all over his body escaped like ripples. Now Di Ting is only in the realm of Earthly Immortal. He has never broken into True Lord, and was knocked down by Primordial Spirit. Qi WuHuo, who was at the same level as him, struck with Primordial Scarlet Script, which caused severe pain. His energy suddenly dispersed, his face turned pale, and the City of Wrongful Deaths ghosts around him tried to get closer to that young Daoist.
But Di Ting, who almost coughed up the bitter water, raised his hand to stop him.
"Ahem, cough, cough, no, there's no need to go there."
He held his liver, gasping for air, with cold sweat on his forehead, and said, "With his current pure Qi, if you get close to him, if you are rolled up by his Qi, you will immediately be saved and you will not be able to even hum a word."
Directly transcend?!
The ghosts were stunned for a moment.
And such good things!
Immediately, they rushed towards young Daoist eagerly. After listening to the thoughts of these ghosts, they yelled, "Go back, go back!"
After waves of yelling and cursing, these evil ghosts and sexy ghosts were driven back into City of Wrongful Deaths.
Di Ting covered her abdomen and looked at young Daoist standing in front of her with her hands hanging down. She was wearing cold black robes and a peaceful temperament. As if she heard something, she said, "Open up Demon Realm and the earth's veins, condense the mountains with the highest personal potential, and create culture by observing the Tao. What a Qi WuHuo, what a Supreme Xuanwei."
"Good one, Mount Tai Prefect."
Young Daoist shook his head, thought for a while, and replied, "Mount Tai Prefect? No..."
"Mount Tai Prefect, that's not enough to describe a poor person."
"I can give this name and position to others, but this will not damage who Pindao is."
"I will not be superior to Cloud Heavens just because of this name, nor will I be eclipsed just because I lose this name."
Di Ting was speechless and said out of breath, "Okay, Qi WuHuo, Qi WuHuo."
"You came to find me just because Dongyue came to beat me up?"
"What do you want to do, or what do you want to ask?"
Qi WuHuo said, "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva he..."
Diting replied, "The old bald man used Donghua's moves to protect many living souls in Jinzhou, and then because of time constraints, he crossed the land of reincarnation and sent them back to reincarnation."
"In the entire Jinzhou, a land of one state, human race, Demon Race, all kinds of animals, and countless living beings, none of them have been reduced to the point of death due to this calamity. The old bald man, on the other hand, fell down himself, and he doesn't know how long it will take for him to return."
Qi WuHuo said, "Can I go see the Bodhisattva?"
Di Ting's tone was joking and sarcastic, and she said calmly, "The dignified master certainly has this qualification."
Qi WuHuo didn't pay attention to the nails in these fortune teller words.
As Di Ting walked into the City of Wrongful Deaths, among the City of Wrongful Deaths, there were several fierce ghosts surrounding the road, wanting to touch the young Daoist, wanting to be transformed into resentment by its energy, but they were all driven away by Di Ting. The little Buddha hall, young Daoist who walked into the deepest part of the road looked at the old and skinny monk with his back to suffering souls of the City of Wrongful Deaths, took a few sticks of incense, then put his hands together and gave a slight salute.
Young Daoist said:
"Qi WuHuo of Jin Province, thank you Bodhisattva for your mercy."
With three pillars of fragrance, the old monk qi machine will not change at all.
Qi WuHuo thought for a while, and took off a bunch of Buddhist beads from his wrist. This Buddhist beads was simple, but seemed to contain a very strong Buddhist atmosphere. It was his own The things obtained from Yin Virtue Ding Xiu True Lord were given to Yin Virtue Ding Xiu True Lord by Medicine Master Lapis Lazuli Light Tathagata when he was in annihilation and asked to be handed over to Qi WuHuo. They were used to suppress Blood River Sword.
But now, Blood River Sword is extremely surrendered.
Although this Buddhist beads is also a Buddhist treasure, it has little value to Qi WuHuo.
He put this Buddhist beads in the hands of Ksitigarbha King.
Buddhist beads lit up slightly, Medicine Master Lapis Lazuli Light Tathagata's Buddhist aura escaped into Ksitigarbha King's body, the aura of the old man monk seemed to have softened a lot, Medicine Master Lapis Lazuli Light Tathagata The realm of is higher than that of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. In other words, the path Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva takes is just like the path Heavenly Marshal Tian Peng took. Although he is a Bodhisattva, he is higher than some Buddhas.
However, this Buddhist breath from the Buddha still greatly alleviated Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's injuries.
Di Ting's slightly wrinkled brows relaxed and he said:
"Since you have come to Netherworld and are looking for me, there must be something going on."
"There is a quiet room next door. Would you like a cup of tea?"
Qi WuHuo nodded, and Tingting led young Daoist to the quiet room next door, rummaged for tea, and brewed the tea with a cold blue flame. He said lightly, "When Second Kalpa, Bai Ze and I relied on our two talents to spy on other people's secrets, know everything in the world, and create Heavenly Secrets Pavilion."
"We have presided over the order of the underworld for a period of time. After all, we all know the secrets of many strong people in the world. Therefore, we rely on this to make a prosperous life. All strong people need to give Heavenly Secrets Pavilion three points of face."
"Even relying on the two of us to join forces, we can either delay or guide the calamity."
"In the end, there was a backlash. Heavenly Secrets Pavilion was destroyed and Bai Ze disappeared. I would have been surrounded and killed."
"After all, many strong people will not allow others to know their thoughts and secrets. I didn't care at the time. I just laughed and told the most secret thoughts of those strong people. Seeing their ugly faces when their secrets were exposed and made public, I was very happy. I would have died soon, but I was fished out by Jizo old monk..."
"Ksitigarbha is a person who is the same on the outside and inside. He practices Buddhism to save the world. If you give him the beads, I will share your love."
"So, what are you asking?"
Qi WuHuo looked at fortune teller in front of him.
The first time we met, it was the fledgling young Daoist and a fortune teller who played in the human world.
Now here is Fengdu Prefect and the ancient listening.
The firelight is cold and the fragrance of tea is quiet.
Qi WuHuo said, "What do you think I will ask, sir?"
Di Ting said without hesitation:
"Of course you will ask, Central Ghost Emperor, how many more underworld masters Chief Officer can Zhou Qi allow you to invade?"
"I can tell you directly that if there are three more, or more than three, even Northern Emperor's Son will be directly imprisoned by him here, as one of the bargaining chips when he breaks up with Beidi, and among these three underworld Chief Officer, there must be one who is his confidant, a life and death friend who will never betray!"
Three...
Qi WuHuo inferred in his mind.
But they found that just five Underworld spiritss could never withstand the impact of the top True Lords.
Not to mention, there are countless demon kings, demon fairies, and even the Demon Race formation.
He looked at Listening in front of him and knew that he had the terrifying talent of being able to hear the sounds of all things.
Diting raised her eyes and looked at young Daoist in front of her, suddenly laughed, and said, "Oh? You actually have your mind set on me? Hahaha, give up, I won't help you, and I don't want to go through calamity again."
Qi WuHuo said, "Then let's make a bet?"
Di Ting has always been proud and said, "Bet? Ha, why should I agree to you?"
Qi WuHuo said slowly, "What you heard, sir, is the sound of all things remaining unchanged, but Human Heart will change."
"You can't stick to the old ways."
"Sir, I can get the power of three Underworld spirits to take charge from Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi."
"I said, there can be five."
After finishing the sentence, the lazy smile on Di Ting's face disappeared. He looked at Qi WuHuo, curled up the corner of his mouth, and said slowly, "Master WuHuo in the dream usually uses a strategy to challenge the opponent's best thing. Originally, I shouldn't agree, but you are so arrogant that you challenge my talent. I am very interested."
"Okay, I agree. But the bet needs to be changed."
Di Ting knocked on the table with her fingers and said calmly:
"Not five, but seven."
"If you can gain control of the seven top Yin gods again, then I will promise you."
"Join forces with you once."
"Not only that, if you can do it, I won't say a word or tell anyone else about anything related to you in the future, even if it's about your juniors, how about that?"
Young Daoist raised his eyes and listened with a cold smile.
In Yellow Millet Dream, the unparalleled Master WuHuo in the world, and the ancient obsession, can hear the sounds of all things inside and outside Four Noble Truths, listen carefully to the layout and plot, they all raise their glasses, the tea in the cup collides, and ripples appear, saying:
"Then, let's make this agreement, a gentleman's word."
"It's hard to chase a horse."
Among Fengdu City.
Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi spent half a month to adjust the mood of the seventy-two Chief Officer, so that they finally calmed down, no longer talked about the so-called Northern Emperor's Envoy, no longer envied Reward Good, Punish Evil's opportunities, and were recuperating. Finally, they slowly calmed down from the heartache caused by losing so many valuable treasures before.
But suddenly he saw his confidant Chief Officer coming with a dark wind. Seeing that Chief Officer looked panicked, he kept saying:
"Emperor, Emperor!"
Central Ghost Emperor raised his eyes unhappy. "Why are you so panicked!"
That Chief Officer said:
"Yes, it's the Northern Emperor's Envoy, Fengdu Prefect from last time, he, he, he... is here again!!"
"This time, he even brought a gift!"
Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi's expression suddenly changed, he stood up suddenly, his body turned the desk around, and his expression suddenly changed:
"What?!"
"Who?!"