Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 119 Lu Ya's Determination
Helios star, outside the star guard formation, Bai Ze touched the formation and frowned.

"This formation was set up by His Majesty the Demon Emperor with great effort. According to our cultivation base, even if it is ten times stronger, it will not be able to break through."

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor already has a backhand."

Kunpeng took out the Hetu Luoshu, as well as the Sun Moon Jinglun, and poured mana into the two top-grade innate spirit treasures.

For a time, there were bursts of rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors, and the two top-grade innate spirit treasures emitted immeasurable rays of light, attracting each other with the big formation, and outlined countless mysterious dao patterns.

In the end, a hole several feet in size slowly split in the center of the formation.

Bai Ze and Kunpeng quickly got in. As soon as the two entered the Helios Star, they saw Lu Ya who was practicing on the Helios Star.

Lu Ya opened his eyes and looked at the two with deep eyes.

Bai Ze and Kunpeng were shocked, and seemed to see the shadows of the two demon emperors in a daze.

"Chen, Bai Ze, Chen, Kunpeng, pay homage to Prince Lu Ya."

Bai Ze and Kunpeng saluted together, not to mention that Lu Ya was the son of Emperor Jun, even with the demon banner in their hands, they had to be respectful.

"Military teacher, demon master, please come up."

Lu Ya held back the grief in his heart, let the two get up first, and then asked in a deep voice.

"You two, my father, uncle has fallen to my heaven, what's going on?"

When Lu Ya mentioned Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, Bai Ze burst into tears.

"His Royal Highness, in the battle against the Lich, His Majesty the Demon Emperor died in battle, but the old minister managed to survive by idling. The old minister is really sorry for His Majesty's kindness."

Bai Ze recalled the prehistoric times at that time, not long after the Dragon and Han catastrophe, he had just stepped into Daluo Jinxian, and went out to experience the prehistoric times.

It was that time that he met Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi.

He still vaguely remembered that the Emperor Jun at that time, Donghuang Taiyi, had also just stepped into Daluo.

As soon as he fought against Donghuangtai, he was suppressed with three moves, but Donghuangtai did not kill him, but asked him a question.

"Would you like to follow them and create a career without God?"

At that time, he didn't know what was going on in his head, so he agreed without saying a word.

Since then, he broke away from the ethnic group and followed Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, going through thousands of battles and making suggestions.

It was he who watched Emperor Jun with his own eyes, and Donghuang Taiyi went from having nothing to establishing the supreme heavenly empire and dominating the prehistoric world.

Bai Ze was like this, and the grief in Lu Ya's heart came out again and again. He thought of the earnest teachings of his father and uncle when he was in the heaven.

Happy time between mother, nine brothers.

But all of this was gone with the Lich War.

But now, Lu Ya is no longer the Little Golden Crow of the past, but the only orthodox heir of the Yaozu.

He forcibly suppressed the grief in his heart, with a determined face, quietly waiting for Bai Ze to release his emotions.

It took a full half a stick of incense before Bai Ze came back to his senses.

"His Royal Highness, there are only veterans, demon masters, Feilian, Yingzhao, Shangyang, and Jimeng five demon saints left in the Heavenly Court, and more than [-] Taiyi Jinxian monks. , nothing else."

"By the way, over the years, Heavenly Court has offended too many people. The old minister made his own claim and ordered the other demon saints to lead the remnant troops to the land of the Northern Darkness. I'm sorry for His Majesty the Demon Emperor, and please invite the Prince's Palace to down the line."

Lu Ya helped Bai Ze up, with a resolute expression on his face, "The military master did the right thing. The top priority is to keep the only power in my heavenly court. As for 33 days, it's okay to give up temporarily. One day, my monster clan will regain it. .”

Lu Ya looked at Kunpeng again, but before Lu Ya could speak, Kunpeng had already taken out Hetu Luoshu, Sun Moon Jinglun first.

"Your Highness, Hetu Luoshu, and the Sun Moon Jinglun are ordered by His Majesty the Demon Emperor. They must be delivered to His Highness, and I came here specially to present the treasure."

Kunpeng talked about giving away treasures, but Hetu Luoshu and Sun Moon Jinglun were firmly in his hands, and he had no intention of handing them over to Lu Ya.

Bai Ze suddenly became unhappy, and shouted, "Kunpeng, if you haven't handed over the treasure, do you want to plot rebellion?"

Kunpeng smiled and said, "Conspiracy, of course I don't dare, but His Majesty the Demon Emperor also said that the one on the demon banner."

As soon as Lu Ya thought about it, the demon-calling banner appeared in his hand instantly. He flicked his sleeves, and in the demon-calling banner, a touch of primordial spirit belonging to Kunpeng flew out of it and landed in Kunpeng's hands.

"The spirit of the demon master, return the property to its original owner. From then on, the demon master is free."

Lu Ya is very straightforward. He has long seen that Kunpeng's heart is not in the heavenly court. Even if he stays by force with a demon banner, it will eventually turn into a disaster. It is better to be straightforward and settle everything.

Kunpeng was taken aback, as if he didn't expect Lu Ya to be so straightforward.

He looked at the Hetu Luoshu in his hand, the sun and moon elves, and greed appeared in his eyes.

These are two top-grade innate spirit treasures. If they are both in his hands, the prehistoric world is so big, under the sage, why would he be afraid of Kunpeng?
Bai Ze's heart trembled, mana was concentrated in his hands, and he was secretly ready to make a move.

This fellow Kunpeng is not a kind person, and once he is free again, he may not covet treasures.

Kunpeng's eyes were full of struggle. Finally, he gritted his teeth and threw Hetu Luoshu and Sun Moon Jinglun to Lu Ya.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor entrusted me, I have finished it, Prince Lu Ya, Fellow Daoist Bai Ze, we will meet later."

With a thought, Kunpeng flew out of the sun god planet and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Bai Ze also heaved a sigh of relief and withdrew his mana, but he was still a little worried.

"His Royal Highness, if you wiped away Kunpeng Yuanshen so simply and neatly, aren't you afraid that he will break his word and start a storm?"

Lu Yafeng calmly said, "If Kunpeng just broke his word and wanted to leave Juanbao, at this time, he should already be a corpse without accident."

The Sun God Star is Dijun, the headquarters of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, so how can he not leave behind.

Bai Ze suddenly felt cold, "As expected of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, you are truly a heavenly being."

At the same time, Kunpeng flew out of the Sun God Star and was in the chaos. For some reason, instead of having any regrets and regrets, he even breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had escaped a catastrophe.

He shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and flew to the wilderness with wings.

Helios, Bai Ze continued to ask.

"His Royal Highness, we gave up for 33 days, what's the next plan?"

Lu Ya was silent for a while, then bowed solemnly to Bai Ze, "I will trouble the military adviser for the next thing."

Before Lu Ya could finish his words, he was pulled back by Bai Ze, "Your Highness, you grew up under the eyes of an old minister. Even without the entrustment of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, you are the only blood in the Heavenly Court. Tell me, what are you doing?" It can be called troublesome, old minister, I implore His Royal Highness to ascend the throne and proclaim the emperor, and stabilize the monks of my monster clan."

Lu Ya straightened his face and sat back again. He pondered for a while and said.

"Heaven cannot be left without a master for a day. It is inevitable to become the emperor. But now I am only a Daluo Jinxian. At this time, it is inevitable that I will not be able to convince everyone."

"Besides, the Lich War has just ended. If I am in a hurry to become emperor, it will be too eye-catching. Those are the ancient tribes of the Great Desolation, and they will never be peaceful."

"Only when my monster clan recuperates and recovers part of its vitality, and after I become a quasi-sage, it will be justifiable to ascend the throne at that time. Right now, the remnant of my heavenly court needs to be handed over to the military division first. When I break through the quasi-sage, it will be The day of recasting the glory of the monster race."

This decision was made after Lu Ya pondered for a long time before making the final decision.

Bai Ze was so excited that he couldn't speak, and kept talking.

"Okay, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is talented and generous, and he is not inferior to the Demon Emperor. If His Majesty the Demon Emperor sees this scene, he will be very pleased. Leave the rest of the demon clan's affairs to the old minister."

Lu Ya remembered something again, and asked softly, "By the way, queen mother, sisters, how is the situation?"

"It's all right, they are living well in the Lunar Star, and His Highness can visit them at any time."

Lu Ya waved his hand, "No need, the monster clan is in such a situation, I don't have the mood to love my children, the mother and sisters are safe and sound, that's all."

Soon, Bai Ze left in a hurry, and Lu Ya fell into penance again.

On the other side, during the Lich War, only a few remaining great witches began their journey to reorganize their homes.

They spent a lot of effort and cleaned up the surrounding area of ​​10,000+ miles before finally digging out the Pangu Temple.

The Pangu Palace has been immortalized through the ages, and after a dozen or so great witches entered the Pangu Palace, they saw the pool of blood that had dried up at first glance, and it became full again.

"This is the breath of Lord Zuwu. Has Master Zuwu not fallen?"

All the big witches couldn't sit still, and their expressions became fanatical.

A great witch suggested, "Let's go to the Netherworld and get Master Xiangliu and Master Jiufeng, let them see it too."

Xiangliu, Jiufeng, and the top wizard are all quasi-sages!
Soon someone shook his head, "It's too ostentatious, our Wu Clan has just been defeated, and Lord Xiangliu and Lord Jiufeng rushed back in a hurry, which will be coveted by others."

"Then what should we do?"

"Let's stay in Buzhou Mountain and guard the blood pool left by Lord Father God. One day, Lord Zuwu will return."

"it is good."

The great witches led less than a thousand clansmen to take root in Pangu Palace again.

They are very close to the human race who migrated to Pangu Temple.

Over time, they gradually united, multiplied, and continued continuously.
On the other side, Chen Xuanji was alone, leaving Jinao Island and heading towards the Netherworld.

The mysterious tortoise is reincarnated, you have to plan carefully, and the mysterious tortoise shell, which is comparable to the innate treasure, must be taken back first, otherwise, it will be under Minghe's nose for a long time, and something may happen.

Soon, Chen Xuanji arrived in the Netherworld. After meeting Pingxin first, he came to the residence of Minghe, the master of the Asura Way.

The underworld system in the Netherworld has gradually grown into a large scale, and many priesthoods have been perfected.

For example, Zhen Yuanzi served as the Taoist master of the gods, Queen Mother of the West served as the Taoist master of hell, Xuandu served as the Eastern ghost emperor, and Duobao served as the Western ghost emperor.

It is no longer necessary for them to suppress it in the Netherworld in person, they just need to come and see it every once in a while.

But Styx is different, it seems that he is tired of staying in the sea of ​​blood, and sits in the Netherworld when he has nothing to do.

The Styx of Zhunsheng Great Consummation is no less than a nuclear weapon. With him in charge, no one has dared to make trouble these years. This is why Chen Xuanji troubled Styx.

"Nephew Chen, long time no see."

Styx greeted Chen Xuanji.

The True Spirit of Xuangui, who was playing chess with Styx, also nodded slightly to Chen Xuanji, "Fellow Daoist is here."

Chen Xuanji nodded at Xuangui, "Uncle Minghe, I have something to discuss with Fellow Daoist Xuangui."

"Let me finish this game of chess first."

Chen Xuanji waited for half a stick of incense before Minghe put away the chessboard, "Nephew, don't forget that you promised uncle."

"Could it be that the uncle still can't trust the character of the nephew?"

After sending Styx away, Chen Xuanji looked at Xuan Gui with a smile on his face.

"Fellow Taoist Xuangui is in the underworld these days, how can you be happy?"

Chen Xuanji could clearly see Xuan Gui's mood at this moment, which was very good.

Xuan Gui nodded vigorously, "It's great to be free and free. It's too uncomfortable to carry the heavy Taoist body and turtle shell every day in Beiming for hundreds of millions of years."

"But Daoist friends are only in the state of true spirits now, and they should be reincarnated, and they still have to be reincarnated. Otherwise, how to join my teaching?"

Chen Xuanji said, "There are six reincarnations in the underworld, namely the gods, the hells, the asuras, the human world, the hungry ghosts, the beasts, and the six reincarnations. Friends of the six reincarnations can choose arbitrarily, and when reincarnated, the true spirit will not be deceived."

When other living beings are reincarnated, they all have to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.

Mengpo soup seems to be just a bowl of soup, but in fact, it contains the law of reincarnation. Once taken, although the true spirit remains unchanged, the Dao fruit of this life will completely dissipate.

No matter whether you are a quasi-sage or a minor cultivator, you cannot escape this rule.

Xuangui doesn't need to take Mengpo soup, it represents his true spirit and Dao fruit for hundreds of millions of years, and it can be preserved to the next life.

According to Xuan Gui's background, it will take less than 10 years at most to return to the quasi-sage.

Of course, this kind of true spirit who reincarnated directly without drinking Mengpo soup can only be reincarnated once through the six reincarnations at most.

Moreover, when reincarnated, there are still many restrictions, and it can only be done by taking action with peace of mind, expending vitality, and blessing the law of reincarnation.

Xuangui thought for a while, and chose the human race that Chen Xuanji least expected.

"My old turtle has experienced hundreds of millions of years of changes in his life, and he has seen everything. Although the human body created by the saint Nuwa is weak, his structure is quite mysterious. In this life, he will be reincarnated into an adult race. "

"Fellow Daoist, think clearly. Once you make a decision, you can't regret it."

Xuan Gui nodded again, confirming his actions.

Next, Chen Xuanji brought Xuangui to the place of Empress Pingxin in person.

After Empress Pingxin blessed the law of reincarnation on the true spirit of the black tortoise, Chen Xuanji brought the tortoise to the depths of the netherworld, where the six realms of reincarnation are located.

In the depths of the Netherworld, the six jet-black passages of reincarnation are very mysterious, exuding an eternal aura!
Xuangui glanced at the reincarnation passage, took out the Xuangui shell with his backhand, and handed it to Chen Xuanji.

"This mysterious tortoise shell is already hard. After the baptism of merit and virtue, I guess it can't be broken even if it is a congenital treasure. It will be placed in the hands of fellow daoists. One day, when my deity returns, I will ask fellow daoists for it."

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, I will take good care of it."

Xuan Gui no longer had any concerns, and resolutely stepped into the passage of reincarnation in the world, only to see a flash of light, Xuan Gui's true spirit disappeared completely.

Chen Xuanji exhaled a foul breath, and came to the Senluo Hall again.

In Senluo Palace, Emperor Fengdu, that is, Daoist Mosquito, was using the judge pen to draw on the book of life and death. When he saw Chen Xuanji approaching, he stopped, got up and made a speech, "I have seen this deity."

Chen Xuanji waved his hand, "How profitable is the underworld over the years?"

Daoist Mosquito asked for the book of birth and death, pointed to the strong aura of merit and virtue on it, and briefly introduced it to Chen Xuanji.

Over the years, the underworld has recruited many disciples, and there has been a lot of extra expenses. But generally speaking, the underworld's profits have continued to rise, and the merits and virtues in the book of life and death are very rich.

"Take out the merit that belongs to me."

Over the years, he has been busy with the affairs of the human race, so Chen Xuanji's salary has been accumulated in the life and death book.

Mosquito Taoist nodded, and with a thought, the book of life and death began to flip through the pages, and soon, an extremely strong merit fell on Chen Xuanji's body.

Behind him, a golden wheel of merit and virtue slowly emerged, releasing the mysterious light of good fortune, and at the same time carrying a powerful deterrent force. When people saw it, they couldn't help but feel a sense of worship.

With a lot of merit added, Chen Xuanji felt that he was getting closer to this world, and the speed of comprehending the law was [-] to [-]% faster than before.

Chen Xuanji sighed secretly, if the merits and virtues of the underworld don't need to be distributed, they all belong to him alone. At this time, it is not impossible for him to reach the consummation of Daluo Jinxian.

Of course, this can only be thought about, once the underworld is in operation, manpower is needed everywhere, how can such a huge underworld be maintained by him alone?
Cake must be eaten separately to last long.

After staying in the underworld for a while, Chen Xuanji returned to Jinao Island, ready to retreat and break through the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

Regardless of the prehistoric years, thousands of years have passed since the end of the Lich War!
For thousands of years, there was no turmoil in the prehistoric world, but the prehistoric and desolate lands of the Yaozu in the past, that is, the 33rd Heaven, were swept up several times.

In the past, the flowery, majestic, and untouchable heaven has become riddled with holes. Everywhere you look, there are all ruins, and there is no such thing as the sky of the past.

Under the leadership of Bai Ze, the remaining monks of the Yaozu settled down in the north.

The five quasi-sages, plus many Taiyi immortals, for a while, no one dared to offend them.

Even those prehistoric clans were very afraid, they only cared about sweeping up the Heavenly Court, and didn't mention how to deal with the remnants of the monster clan.

In addition, for thousands of years, without the obstacles of the monster race and the witch race, the development of the human race can be said to be rapid.

The three ancestors of the human race all bloomed with three flowers on the top, proving the Dao Da Luo Jinxian, sitting in Yujing Mountain.

There are thousands of monks in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

There are more than 1 monks in the Golden Immortal Realm.

The accumulated overall strength of the human race cannot be ignored even if you look at the prehistoric times.

On this day, the thousands of miles of blue sky suddenly began to vibrate, and the sound of booming and booming spread all over the world, and it seemed that it was shaking at this moment.

Seeing this scene, countless monks shrank their pupils slightly. Thinking of thousands of years ago, when the Liches fought and the world was broken, they ran back to the cave in fright, not daring to come out again.

The prehistoric peoples were equally horrified, and almost at the same time, they opened the mountain protection formation to resist unknown dangers.

(End of this chapter)