Chapter 668: Jing Ling's Popularity

Inside the Hou Tu Zu Wu Hall

Hou Tu Zu Wu sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, with countless rotating divine lights flowing behind him. A layer of primitive, vast, and deep atmosphere bloomed from the rotating treasure wheel brilliance.

It was as if the great cycle of heaven and earth had descended and merged into her body.

At this moment, she opened her eyes and looked at the god who came to report.

"Why did Yin Ming disappear?"

The ancestor of witches Hou Tu had a slightly angry look on her face.

Patriarch Yinming is an innate saint in the middle stage of the quasi-saint realm. How could he disappear for no reason in his own nest?

The ghost god felt the magnificent divine power and lowered his head and said, "My Lady, I observed that the Yinming River was suddenly covered by the boundless Yellow Spring. I then tried to contact Senior Yinming, but found that I could not get in touch with him!"

"When I went to the Yinming Dao Palace to check later, I saw that it had become a ruin!"

"My lady, could it be that the saint has taken action?"

Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, never spoke a word.

Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, knew who was responsible for this incident, and she signaled the ghost to go down.

She slowly stood up and walked down the stairs, her brows tightly furrowed.

She didn't think that the saint had personally taken action in this matter. There was an established precedent in the Tiandao Palace that saints could not arbitrarily attack those with great supernatural powers below the level of saints unless they encountered special circumstances.

Unless someone with great supernatural powers disrespects the saints.

But the saint does not do it himself, but he can use other means.

Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, looked a little embarrassed.

She knew that this was most likely done by the Saint of the Styx.

Now that the Yinming Patriarch has fallen into the hands of the Styx Saint, it is difficult to rescue him.

She looked in the direction of Pangu Temple. She was too embarrassed to ask the great god Pangu to intervene in this matter.

He could only wait until he had attained the state of Hunyuan, and then negotiate with the Saint of the Styx to see if he could get back the Ancestor of Yinming.

Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, still felt that she was alone and powerless.

Without the help of the Earth Emperor Palace, many things would be difficult to accomplish.

If she was still the heir of the Earth Emperor Palace, these things would be easier to handle. As long as the Earth Emperor Saint gave a call, the Styx Saint would have to show some mercy.

…

Honghuang, a southeastern state, in a small paradise.

Minghe was drinking tea with Zhunti. Minghe said with a smile: "Junior brother, I'll trouble you to help me this time!"

Zhunti put down the branch in his hand, picked up the tea bowl on the table and said with a smile.

"It's rare for the senior brother to come up with such a good thing, so I will do my best!"

He took a few sips and pointed at a figure next to him that looked like a zongzi.

"Big Brother, I have already helped you. I think you have some important things to deal with next, so I won't bother you any more!"

Minghe nodded, raised his hand and took out a small jade cup with a small can of tea inside, and handed it to Zhunti.

"Junior brother, since you like this thing, and I happen to have some in my collection, I'll give you half. You can take it back and try it!"

Zhunti was slightly stunned, then he said happily: "In that case, thank you, Senior Brother!"

There was a hint of smile on Zhunti's face. This enlightenment tea was considered hard currency in the Taichutian lineage.

This thing is much more popular than those innate spiritual fruits such as peaches, fire dates, longevity peaches, and sycamore fruits.

Many people with great supernatural powers not only like the precious opportunity for enlightenment it contains, but also like its taste.

Including many Hunyuan saints.

After sending Zhunti away, Minghe set his sights on the ancestor Yinming.

The old ancestor Yinming was glaring angrily. He had already seen the two brothers Minghe and Zhunti.

He was looking very annoyed at this moment. He was just giving a lecture to the disciples in the Taoist temple, but Zhunti did not abide by the ethics of martial arts and directly launched a sneak attack. Not only was he captured, but all the disciples in the palace were implicated and none of them escaped.

He had seen clearly before that Zhunti used Buddhism to confuse his disciples and led them to the West.

As a disciple of a saint, this is too despicable.

At this time, Minghe said with a smile: "Yinming, I have long said that when the sky is crazy, it will rain, and when people are crazy, they will suffer disasters. Look, you have encountered disasters. You have been tied up here. If you hadn't met me, you would probably have lost your life!"

At the same time, Minghe waved his hand and removed the ban on the mouth of Yinming Patriarch.

The old ancestor Yin Ming cursed: "Minghe, this is clearly your doing. You, as a saint, plotted against a quasi-saint like me. This is clearly bullying the weak. How shameless of a saint like you?"

"Bullying the weak with the strong?" Minghe laughed loudly. He looked at the Yinming ancestor as if he was a fool.

"Ancestor Yinming, you may have forgotten that you were born before me!"

Seeing that the Yinming Patriarch was still going to argue, Minghe waved his hand and said, "I won't waste my words with you. I saved you, what can you do to thank me?"

After a slight pause, Minghe looked at the Yinming Patriarch and said, "Well, I'll help you choose. How about using the Yinming Long River?"

Minghe said this without caring whether Yinming Patriarch was willing or not. He waved his hand to seal Yinming Patriarch's real body, and casually pulled out a great road divine pattern formed by a long river of Yin Qi from the depths of his eyebrows.

The divine pattern of the Great Dao was transformed from the original source of the Yin and Ming innate ancestral Qi.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Minghe's eyes lit up.

He had long been interested in the Yinming River.

The Yinming River is an important channel connecting the Sea of ​​Blood to the Netherworld. Unfortunately, most of this channel is controlled by the Earth Emperor Palace, and a small part falls into the hands of the Yinming Ancestor.

The Yinming Patriarch is a subordinate god of Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches. It was difficult to take action before because of the existence of Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches.

I can only try my best to negotiate and trade with the Yinming Patriarch. I have been slaughtered by this guy many times and many opportunities have been ruined.

For this he had to open up the underworld himself.

But how can the Yellow Spring compare to the long river of the underworld?

The two are like the difference between a small stream and a main river that stretches across the sky and earth.

Now, taking advantage of the estrangement between Hou Tu and the Dihuang Palace, he finally found an opportunity to capture Yin Ming Patriarch directly.

With a wave of his hand, the Styx directly stripped away the innate origin of the Yinming Patriarch and integrated it into his own blood sea authority.

The Styx felt that his huge saintly divine consciousness instantly established contact with a vast dark river.

That long river of darkness is extremely magnificent, and directly connects with the real water of the blue sky within the water cycle.

After obtaining the Yinming River, the Boundless Blood Sea finally had a large entrance and exit connecting heaven and earth! With the authority of the Yinming River, the initiative of the expansion of the Blood Sea was finally completely in his hands.

The Blood River also broke free from the control of the Earth Emperor Palace.

Minghe opened his eyes, a smile appearing in his eyes.

Taking over the Yinming River would also be helpful for Aunt Jingling in her pursuit of enlightenment, so it could be said that he was killing several birds with one stone.

…

The time of a Yuanhui passed quietly, and the changes in the rules of the Heavenly Tribulation Avenue were completed invisibly.

On this day, golden light of infinite merit fell from the sky above the Canglong onto the shores of the East China Sea.

All the saints noticed.

I know that this is the perfect achievement of the Saint Zulong.

Not long after the rules of Heavenly Tribulation Avenue were perfected, a strong sign of heaven and earth was born in the depths of the multiverse.

Deep in the underworld, a vast and purifying light bloomed. This light went straight into the depths of the multiverse, immediately triggering the birth of the multiverse's heavenly thunder catastrophe.

The figures of the saints of Taichu Heaven appeared in the Netherworld for the first time.

The three Hunyuan Saints, Luohou, Jiutoushi and Jinmu, were the first to arrive, followed by Saint Minghe, Saint Fuxi and Saint Huomu. All six Hunyuan Saints descended in their true forms.

When Saint Dihuang saw this grand scene, he had no choice but to emerge from the Dihuang Palace.

(End of this chapter)