"Great opportunity! It's really a great opportunity!"

General Xuehai couldn't keep calm, and even grinned. To others, his smile was obscene, as if he was possessed.

Many ghosts and gods suddenly looked strange.

Who said to stay calm? Don't you feel your cheeks hurting when you behave like this?

"Mother-in-law, look, this copybook is extremely extraordinary!"

General Xuehai handed the copybook to the mother-in-law with a serious face.

The mother-in-law frowned slightly, took the copybook, and couldn't help asking: "What on earth is it that is worth you losing your temper like this?"

She was a little cautious in her heart, and cast her presbyopic eyes on the copybook.

The next moment, the haggard look on her face disappeared instantly, and her hunched body was also shocked to stand up.

As if she had suddenly woken up from a deep dream, she exclaimed: "How is this possible? It's actually the words of a saint!"

She stared at the copybook carefully again, without blinking, and the more she looked, the more surprised she was. In the end, her eyes widened, her mouth also opened into an "O" shape, and the wrinkles on her skin were stretched open.

"That's right, this is definitely the words of a saint!"

She raised her hand and stroked the copybook. A strange breath burst out, and golden light surrounded the fingers of the mother-in-law, carrying the rhythm of the Tao, and in an instant, it dyed the surroundings golden.

And just where the golden light shone, a line of words suddenly appeared on the wall, "Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, souls return to Hou Tu, but you don't need to suffer and grieve... I transformed into the six paths just to prevent you from dispersing..."

This line of words also flashed on the wall with a holy light.

"This, this is..." All the ghosts and gods couldn't help but feel a sense of worship. That line of words was like the highest will of the underworld, and more like the will of heaven, with a meaning that it could not be disobeyed.

The golden light in the copybook echoed with the line of words, and there was a flash of brilliant light between the two, and strange phenomena arose.

"This is the ambition I made when I was reincarnated."

Granny stared at the words, her eyes showing deep nostalgia, her thoughts kept flying back to ten thousand years ago, millions of years ago, millions of years ago.

At that time, in order to fight for the last ray of life for the witch clan, she was willing to reincarnate, lead the souls of all living beings, and let the world last forever. In the blink of an eye, one calamity after another passed, and she never thought that one day even reincarnation would be broken.

If she hadn't separated a strand of her soul and became Mengpo when she was reincarnated, she would have been reduced to ashes by now.

The Blood Sea General pursed his lips, but finally couldn't help but said with awe: "General Blood Sea, hello, mother... mother."

The other ghosts and gods shuddered inwardly at the same time, bowed their heads and said respectfully: "Mother Hou Tu."

Except for a few ghosts and gods, most of the ghosts and gods were shocked. They only knew that this mother-in-law had a high status in the underworld, and there were even rumors that she was born before the underworld. Unexpectedly, it was true.

It turned out to be the mother-in-law Hou Tu who controls reincarnation!

The legendary... eighth saint? !

"What do you mean by 'Madam'? I am an old woman now."

Hou Tu returned to her old age, raised her hand, and bowed to the calligraphy with great humility and respect, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your help today."

General Xuehai said: "Madam, can this calligraphy be useful?"

"I will teach you something."

Hou Tu held the calligraphy and said lightly, "When a saint does something, you should not ask too many questions or doubt it."

Knowing or not knowing is meaningless, and questioning is an insult to the saint.

General Xuehai was immediately startled, and cold sweat dripped down his back. He quickly bowed to the calligraphy and said nervously: "I am sorry for being rude."

"Come with me."

Hou Tu took the calligraphy and slowly walked into the Styx.

"Roar!"

Inside the sea of ​​blood, fierce roars came one after another. The sea of ​​blood was surging, like a bloody giant beast, wanting to swallow everything.

Even the general of the sea of ​​blood could no longer stay here. In the sea of ​​blood, countless dead bones were struggling, and outside the sea of ​​blood, countless evil spirits were wandering. The place that was originally used to suppress ghosts and monsters has become a paradise for ghosts and monsters!

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The appearance of Hou Tu and the others instantly became the focus, like throwing oil into a boiling pot, setting the whole place on fire.

Countless ghosts and monsters were no longer afraid of the ghost messengers, but came towards them with crazy destructive intentions, and there was no lack of ghost kings among them.

With such a momentum, even the Blood Sea General felt pressured and heavy-hearted, and could not help but put on a life-threatening posture.

At this moment, a golden halo suddenly lit up.

A halo was formed, enveloping everyone.

The color of the halo was not dark, nor dazzling, on the contrary, it was very soft.

However, it was this golden light that actually isolated millions of ghosts and monsters from the outside. No matter how they roared or how violent they were, they could not resist it at all. Instead, they were forced to retreat step by step by the slowly expanding golden light.

All the ghosts and gods stood in the golden light, opening their mouths at the same time, their eyes full of stars, watching the performance of the golden light without blinking.

This feeling was like a mortal who saw an immortal subduing a demon. He could only stand aside blankly and worship with incomparable awe.

No matter how many there were, no matter how strong the ghosts were, in front of this golden light, they were like chickens and dogs, and soon they became quiet.

It was too powerful, simply unbelievable.

The scope of the golden light became larger and larger, and gradually, under the gaze of everyone, the copybook slowly floated up.

It seemed to be facing the wind, swaying in the air, and finally, it was like a small sun, shining on every corner of the sea of ​​blood.

Those ghosts, without exception, all dived into the sea of ​​blood, not daring to show their heads, and the originally surging sea of ​​blood also calmed down a little bit, as if it had turned into an ordinary river, flowing slowly.

The calligraphy continued to float and stained the wall. Then, with a flash of light, the calligraphy disappeared and merged into the wall, forming a piece of inscription, which was engraved on the wall.

This inscription was like the most terrible seal between heaven and earth, suppressing the entire Styx.

All the strange phenomena disappeared, and only the sound of gurgling water could be heard. Compared with the previous world, it was completely two

different worlds. Everyone couldn't help but feel as if they were in another world.

"Wow... so amazing." Bingsan's mind was buzzing, and he even felt like he was dreaming. "I actually know such an incredible person? And I had the honor of talking to him?"

"This person... is undoubtedly a saint."

Houtu took a deep breath, and her eyes showed deep thought. "This rebirth mantra is a bit biased towards Buddhism, but Buddhism was completely destroyed in the last catastrophe, and even reincarnation was impossible. Who could it be? How did he survive? Or... the ninth saint?"

She shook her head and said in a serious voice: "Now is not the time to think about these. Now that the turmoil in the Styx has subsided, you should immediately rush to the mortal world to calm down the turmoil!"

...

Time passed day by day.

Since the last time he personally witnessed the immortal exterminating ghosts, Li Nianfan's heart has been difficult to calm down for a long time.

Immortals are so powerful and amazing. Every move they make can have special effects. It feels so good.

And exorcising demons is what many people dream of. Just thinking about it makes people excited.

Not to mention being able to fly through the clouds and mist, it makes people envious from the bottom of their hearts.

I won the big prize and came here, but I can only see but not touch it. Isn't this torture?

Thinking about the pit of the underworld, Li Nianfan wanted to cry but had no tears, and was even more afraid of death.

Hey, I can survive for one day. After all, I can live for a thousand years. If I can get to know some more big guys and strive to live for a few more hundred years, maybe the underworld will be perfect by then. If

my luck is good enough, I can grow spiritual roots and cultivate immortality. That would be the best. I will wake up with a smile in my dreams.

After that day, Li Nianfan's life returned to peace for a long time. He played with little Daji while waiting for the little gourd in the backyard to grow up.

At this time, he held the carving knife in his hand and finished the last stroke with a light hook of his finger.

A smile appeared on his face.

He hurriedly said mysteriously: "Little Daji, come quickly, I'll show you something good."

Daji ran over with a curious look on her face, "Sir, what is it?"

Huofeng couldn't help but look over.

Li Nianfan took out a square chessboard he had carved out of wood, and then took out round chess pieces, "Guess first."

Daji looked at it for a moment and said, "This is... a chessboard? Such strange chess pieces? There are words engraved on it."

"Smart, it's a chessboard! It's called chess." Li Nianfan's eyes lit up, and he said with a little excitement, "This is a very interesting game, come on, hurry up, let me teach you how to play."

At the same time, in Linxian Dao Palace.

Yao Mengji was standing at the door waiting.

Not long after, a beam of light came from afar, and it was Emperor Luo.

He landed in front of Yao Mengji and said, "Daoist Mengji, what's the matter that has you rushing to find me?"

Yao Mengji said, "My master wants to discuss with everyone to work for the master together."

"Your master?" Luo Huang was surprised. This is an immortal. Then he quickly said seriously, "If I work for the master, I will naturally do my best. If you can help me, just ask!" As

he spoke, three auspicious clouds floated in from afar.

Gu Changqing and his apprentice slowly came on the clouds, looking indescribably elegant and leisurely.

Gu Changqing said with a smile: "Daoyou Mengji, why are you in such a hurry to let us come here? What's the matter?"

Yao Mengji respectfully made a gesture of invitation, "My master is waiting for you in the hall. Please let me show my hospitality and talk while we walk."

"You are welcome. We are all here to do things for the master." Immediately, the five of them went to the hall of Linxian Dao Palace together.

In the hall, Gu Xirou had been waiting there for a long time. When she saw everyone, she immediately looked serious and said in a serious voice: "Everyone, I have thought about it for a long time and finally thought of what we can do for the master!"