Chapter 317

During the period when Lin Tian was immersed in cultivation, a big thing happened in the underworld. Someone has become sanctified. Well, no, there are ghosts who have become sanctified.

It's good that there are ghosts.

Since Houtu forcibly relocated all the soul-affiliated monks in the Honghuang to the underworld, many monks who were originally very disgusted with the underworld, after feeling that the underworld was more suitable for ghost cultivation, their resentment towards Houtu was also much less, and some weak ghosts were even more grateful to Houtu. After all, when they were in the flood and famine, they were not treated by other monks, and because they were soul bodies, if they were seriously injured, if there was no certain spiritual treasure of heaven and earth to make up for the wound, they would gradually die with the passage of the power of the soul.

But there is no such restriction on the soul in the underworld. If the soul body is injured, absorbing some of these ghosts can quickly repair the wound. Ghosts in the underworld are many times better than in the world of the wilderness.

But the world will never be stable forever. Although the Netherworld is in order under the custody of the witch, it is impossible for the witch to patrol the Netherworld back and forth. Otherwise, how can they cultivate and improve their strength? And in this underworld, there will always be some fierce gods and evil spirits. They bully good and fear evil. They are always disliked by some kind souls and always bully them, which is like Wu Song being forced to Liangshan.

A ghost named Fudu was originally a very ordinary ghost practitioner. Although there is only an ordinary immortal-level Taoist, he is very good. He often helps a lot of monks, and often helps some mortals during the flood, which also earns a lot of merit for him. But how can he, a little fairy, know what merit is! I always feel that the speed of cultivation will be much faster after doing good deeds, so this ghost cultivation named Fangdu is constantly helping others to do good deeds, hoping that one day he can rely on his own cultivation to become the manager of one party.

This manager is set up by the witch. After all, only a small part of the witches who move to the hell are pure-blooded witches. Most of them are mixed-race children who have stronger witch blood than human blood. As a result, they need to practice constantly to refine the two different bloodlines in their bodies. After all, it is not a comfortable thing for the two bloodlines to fight in the body. Therefore, in order to ensure the integrity of the hell, these people set up a position of manager and let some highly cultivated monks manage. This piece of land.

And what about Yudu! I also have this ambition. After all, who doesn't want to be a superior!

In this way, in order to become a master as soon as possible, he constantly helps people nearby, resulting in his own merits constantly thickening, even no less than the merits accumulated in a Daluo realm.

And one day, after helping a monk refine a furnace of elixir, he declined the man's gift and went to his cave. At this moment, a transparent bead suddenly hit him on the head, but the bead seemed to be very soft and did not hurt him.

Feng was a little unhappy. After all, he had just finished a good thing and was hit by a bead, and his original good mood suddenly flew out of the sky. Looking at the transparent beads in his hand, he was angry and refined it into a spiritual treasure. Then he put it on his body carelessly and never paid attention to it again.

And after getting this bead, his cultivation is rising steadily. In just a thousand years, he has cultivated from an ordinary real immortal to the level of Taiyi Xuanxian, which makes him feel incredible.

But sometimes good things can turn into bad things. The reputation of a good man in Yuandu is too big, and the improvement of his cultivation is naturally known to many people. A very duffian son relies on the master behind him and wants to force him to learn the reason for his fast cultivation speed from Fongdu, but it's a pity that his cultivation is not as good as others and is directly destroyed by Fongdu. After all, a good old man in the flood does not mean that he will not kill.

After phoenix destroyed the little monk, his master naturally knew it, so he began to chase and kill him. And there are many merits and virtues in Yudu for countless years, so he has escaped the pursuit of the playboy master again and again. His cultivation also sang all the way into the realm of Daluo. In the end, he actually killed the master of the playboy.

And Yuan has been hunted down for thousands of years. The monks who made a lot of trouble also knew his fame, but the final result was surprising, so everyone thought that there might be supreme treasures on the body of Fongdu to improve his cultivation while keeping his life, so greed blinded the monk's psychology. Everyone planned to kill Yuandu and get the spiritual treasure in his hand.

And what about Yudu! Under the pursuit of everyone, he not only did not die, but his luck was extreme. As soon as he escaped at a heavy price, the next moment he met the supreme spiritual root to repair his injury, or was forced into the Jedi, but he found that there seemed to be no crisis in this Jedi. Instead, he got the spiritual root in the forbidden place to enhance his cultivation, so he was in this speechless good luck and bad luck. Come all the way.

But the last time he was chased by a strong man at the peak of the quasi-holy, Feng Du inadvertently got a fine pearl of an Asian saint in the dark hell during the last great disaster of heaven and earth. The unwitting Fongdu swallowed this pearl. As a result, the sub-saint in the dark hell planned to be reborn. Unfortunately, at the last moment, it was destroyed by the bead that Fengdu got at the beginning. The sub-saint of the dark hell was devoured, and all his cultivation was crossed into the body of Yudu, and Yudu entered the legendary sub-holy realm and became a famous figure in the underworld.

After Yudu entered the sub-holy realm, he finally realized that something was wrong. In countless pursuits, almost all the spiritual treasures have been changed several times. Only this bead has been following me. Is it possible that this bead is the reason why I have been being hunted down? Thinking of this, Fengdu planned to refine this bead and see what he was.

With the refining of Fudu, countless mysteries about the operation of the tunnel have emerged in his mind. With the continuous understanding of Fudu, his cultivation continues to grow, and there is still no reinforcement of sequelae. And the bead gradually began to integrate with him in the continuous refining of Fudu, and finally integrated into his yuan god.

After refining all the beads, he understood what this bead was. This is the origin of the hell path, which belongs to one of the six paths in the underworld. After the reincarnation of the six reincarnations, the origin of the six reincarnations was in the hands of the back soil. After the sanctification of the Styx River, the origin of the Shura Road was integrated with him, making the Styx River the controller of the Shura Road in the six reincarnations.

Later, in order to return the six saints of the underworld as soon as possible, Lin Tian let Houtu spread the origin of the six paths in the three worlds, and cover up this part of the sky, so that the road in chaos can choose who is most suitable to be elected as the authentic six saints, and it is very unfortunate that the capital is in the sky. I turned down and got this bead representing the origin of hell, and refined it. Now the cultivation has entered the peak of the sub-sacred.

After learning about this situation, Bindu couldn't help sighing the impermanence of the road! I didn't expect that my little soul, who wanted no identity and no status, could get part of the origin of the six reincarnations, and even might be sanctified in the future. It's really a blessing!

After Feng's cultivation reached the peak of the sub-holy, he also knew that although his cultivation did not have half a trace of sequelae, it was not cultivated by himself after all, so he began to travel in the underworld. After all, although he has been to many places, he had no time to understand the underworld in the case of people chasing. The road, so Fong began to travel in the underworld.

Thirty million years later, Feng stood on a high mountain in the underworld, watching countless monks in the underworld doing their own things, either practicing or robbing, or being forced, etc. Although the great order of the whole underworld is okay, it is not good in some small aspects. Seeing this scene, the heart of the good man who had never disappeared in the heart beat again. He planned to establish a real order so that the underworld could be happy under the rule of human ancestors like Honghuang.