People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 221 The sea of ​​blood is surging and the gates of hell are closed!

Sea of ​​Blood, the ancestral land of Asura.

Taoist Minghe held his head high and looked at the sky above the Sima Temple. He saw that the Tiande Bank had fallen into Yang Xuan's hands on its own initiative. Even with a buffer of more than a thousand years, he still found it unbelievable.

"Where on earth did this Yang Xuan come from? Why would Heaven agree to such an outrageous announcement?"

After this incident, Yang Xuan became the first person in history who could actively obtain the merits of Heavenly Dao from Heavenly Dao.

As long as the Heavenly Palace still exists, he can continue to gain merit from the Heavenly Way!

Although the heavenly merits obtained by Tiande Money House are used to mint Tianlu coins, which are used to reward or punish the gods in heaven.

But as Yang Xuan was the sole owner of Tiande Money House, it would not be difficult for him to withhold some of the merits of Heavenly Dao.

For example, the Tianlu coins were originally supposed to be issued every 100 years, but now they are issued every 10,000 years...

Not to mention ten thousand years, even if it is just changed to once every thousand years, then the merits of the entire Heavenly Court for these nine hundred years will be available for Yang Xuan to use at will!

Even if the merits gained by each immortal god are small, the merits gained by all the immortal gods in heaven during these nine hundred years are not a small number.

Moreover, as the number of immortals and gods in heaven increases, the number of these heavenly merits will also become more and more.

No matter how bad Minghe is at planning, he can think of this point immediately.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Yang Xuan above the Siming Temple, unable to hide the envy on his face.

"I didn't expect that this Xuanmen Heavenly Court is such a special existence. If I had noticed the peculiarity of Xuanmen Heavenly Court in advance, perhaps this Tiande Bank would have belonged to me..."

Thinking about the important value of Tiande Money House, Minghe was annoyed. If he could become the owner of Tiande Money House, with this stable channel to obtain heavenly merits, it would no longer be a dream to cut off the corpse of his ego and achieve the Three Corpses Quasi-Sage!

"Eh? Wait a minute, since the Heavenly Court can build the Tiande Bank, then the Underworld can also correspond to it, right?"

A hint of joy gradually appeared on Minghe's face, but before he could finish his thought, the red lotus of karma fire beneath him suddenly ignited with a raging flame. His face changed drastically, and he realized that a great terror was about to befall.

The feeling this time was a bit similar to the previous times when he was knocked unconscious by the red hydrangea, but it was more intense, a bit similar to the feeling when Hou Tu took action.

Minghe had a strong feeling that if he continued to think about it, even a saint would not dare to flatten the sea of ​​blood. However, it would definitely not be a problem for Minghe to not be able to leave the Asura ancestral land for dozens of epochs.

"Sage, I am just thinking about it. I have never thought of getting involved in this matter!"

The Styx quickly expressed its position, and a head grew out of the broken neck and swallowed the head in his hand in one gulp.

But he felt very aggrieved in his heart. I just had this thought. Do you have to do this? It's really unreasonable...

He finally understood that after the previous incidents, he had been targeted by those saints. As long as he dared to have any thoughts related to Yang Xuan, he would be noticed by them.

But the problem is, even if Yang Xuan wants to plan to set up a bank in the underworld, he has to wait until he reaches the Netherworld.

Now that he is still in heaven, the money bank in the underworld has no owner, and it should be competed for by all the creatures in the world.

As a result, Minghe was warned by the saint just when he thought about the matter of the underworld bank. This was clearly telling him:
If you want to compete fairly in the Underworld Bank, then wait until Yang Xuan comes to the Netherworld.

Or, to put it simply, the opportunity of the Underworld Bank belongs to Yang Xuan. If you want to get involved in this matter, don't blame me for being rude!
The Styx gave birth to countless epochs and was considered knowledgeable. He had received opportunities in advance from the saints' disciples more than once.

But he had never seen anything like what happened today.

"Where exactly is this Yang Xuan from? Why are those people protecting him so much? Could it be that he has some unknown relationship with them..."

As soon as he thought of this, Minghe broke out in a cold sweat and quickly used his magic power to digest the brain in his stomach, including that dangerous idea.

"Damn it, what am I thinking about every day? Can I just guess at this kind of thing?"

Minghe touched his neck and secretly felt lucky. If he continued to think like this, he might get hit again, and that would not feel good at all...

He was unwilling to give up the matter of the Underworld Bank just like that. He was sure that after seeing the emergence of Tiande Bank, he was not the only one who thought of the Underworld Bank.

No matter how powerful a saint is, it is impossible for him to understand the thoughts of all living beings in the world.

Minghe was unlucky and had a criminal record, so he was targeted by those saints. As soon as he had this idea, he was warned.

But even if other powerful beings in the prehistoric world had the same idea as Minghe, the saint would not be able to detect it.

This means that other powerful people in the prehistoric times can set off for the underworld one step ahead of time and use the Tiande Bank as a reference to plan the affairs of the underworld bank.

Minghe was the only one who was forced by the saint to compete 'fairly' with Yang Xuan. How could he be willing to accept this?
"Humph! You can never hope to get what I can't get. You should compete with me 'fairly'!"

Minghe snorted coldly, and his body turned into blood and merged into the sea of ​​blood.

next moment.

The entire sea of ​​blood was filled with surging blood waves, the road of killing was raging, and the two swords, Yuantu and Abi, were drawn and lingering. The danger level increased several times. Even a quasi-saint would not dare to rashly enter the sea of ​​blood under such circumstances.

From now on, you are only allowed to leave the sea of ​​blood, but not to enter!

If you want to enter the underworld, you have to see if the Styx agrees!
The underworld is the place of reincarnation. "This Styx... is quite interesting..."

Hou Tu felt the changes in the sea of ​​blood and her expression became a little strange.

As a saint, Hou Tu naturally could not fail to think of what Minghe could think of.

As early as when the Heavenly Dao responded and condensed the Tiande Bank, she realized that as long as the plan was proper, she could also announce the underworld in the netherworld, let the underworld bestow the underworld's merits as a reward to the ghosts and gods of the netherworld, and build the Underworld Bank to be in charge of the distribution of the underworld's merits.

Moreover, with Yang Xuan as a reference, establishing a bank in the underworld will become much simpler.

Although the three paths of heaven, earth and man are all impartial and selfless, without the slightest personal emotion.

However, the Heavenly Dao has suppressed the Earthly Dao and the Human Dao for countless times, and the Underworld corresponds to the Heavenly Court. After sensing that the Heavenly Dao has bestowed Heavenly Dao's merits on the Heavenly Court, the Earthly Dao's instinct will also facilitate this matter.

Even if they don't know how to mint the Tianlu Coin, as long as some living beings copy Yang Xuan's announcement, there is a high probability that the underworld will bestow merit upon the ghosts and gods of the netherworld, and build a underworld bank to manage this matter.

Not only can one obtain a massive amount of merit, but one can also become the owner of the underworld's bank and completely take charge of the distribution of merit in the underworld.

Such power is boundless. The owner of a bank in the underworld can at least control most of the real power in the underworld.

Even the saint Hou Tu might suffer backlash if he attacked that person.

The underworld was established to liberate the witch clan and to end the cycle of life and death in the ancient times. Hou Tu naturally would not be at ease with such important power falling into the hands of others.

Now she has two choices.

First, find a suitable candidate among the witch clan, let him declare the underworld and become the master of the underworld bank.

However, most members of the Wu Clan are quite straightforward. Except for a few individuals like Zhu Jiuyin, they usually do not choose to use their brains when they can take action.

It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to find a suitable candidate among the existing members of the Wu clan.

The second option, which Hou Tu prefers more, is Yang Xuan.

Long before Yang Xuan ascended to heaven, Hou Tu had paid attention to him.

Looking at the entire prehistoric world, Houtu is one of the few people who knows Yang Xuan best. In addition, when it comes to building the underworld, Houtu can be said to trust him quite a bit.

If one must choose the owner of a bank in the underworld, Yang Xuan would undoubtedly be the best candidate.

According to Hou Tu's original intention, she also planned to arrange a high and powerful position for Yang Xuan as Haotian did when Yang Xuan came to the underworld again.

If Yang Xuan were to become the owner of the underworld's bank, it would be in line with Hou Tu's original intention. From now on, all affairs of the underworld could be handed over to Yang Xuan, and Hou Tu would only need to maintain the six reincarnations.

However, the profits of the underworld's banks are too great, and it is impossible that Minghe is the only one who thinks of this matter. Yang Xuan is still in heaven, and it is unknown how long it will take for him to come to the underworld.

During this period, there will surely be many powerful people going to the netherworld to plan the affairs of the underworld's banks, which is something Hou Tu does not want to see.

Minghe's move saved her a lot of trouble.

With the Styx blocking the way, even top quasi-saints like Kunpeng and Zhen Yuanzi would find it difficult to cross the sea of ​​blood and enter the underworld.

Of course, with the sea of ​​blood surging, it is difficult for other creatures to enter the underworld, and the same goes for the underworld's evil spirits. The matter of reincarnation will definitely be affected.

But compared with the money houses in the underworld, the slight impact is nothing.

Moreover, with the protection of the Yin Cha, and the construction of a large number of City God Temples in the Nine Provinces and the four seas, it would be fine for the dead souls to stay in the wilderness for tens of thousands of years, and it would not cause much impact on the cycle of life and death, so it is within an acceptable range.

However, the mere presence of a sea of ​​blood blocking the road was not enough to reassure Hou Tu.

If someone were to cross the sea of ​​blood and enter the underworld, it would be a huge disaster.

The underworld and the underworld’s banks must not fall into the hands of others!
Without much hesitation, Hou Tu's eyes flashed with divine light, and with the authority of a saint, she temporarily concealed some of the authentic perception.

In this way, it would be much more difficult for ordinary creatures to declare a tunnel in the underworld, and Hou Tu sensed it in advance.

After all, in today's underworld, in addition to the gods in heaven, there are also many ancient creatures and disciples of major sects such as Cihang. These people are also a hidden danger.

After resolving the internal hidden dangers, Hou Tu raised her jade hand lightly, and the great wizards such as Xing Tian in various parts of the underworld saw a flash before their eyes and arrived outside the gates of hell.

At the same time, they heard Hou Tu's gentle yet somewhat tough voice:
"From now on, except for Yang Xuan, no living being is allowed to enter the Netherworld or declare the underground passage. Anyone who violates this rule will be beaten!!"

"As ordered!"

Xing Tian and the others twisted their necks, moved their hands and feet, and made crackling sounds like "thunder", which caused the sea of ​​blood in front of them to tremble slightly.

Followed by.

The Ghost Gate slammed shut, and the twelve top witches of the witch clan revealed their true forms and stood in different directions. Endless murderous energy mixed with blood rose up, like ancient gods and demons, standing outside the Ghost Gate.

The great witch suppresses the ghost gate, and the evil spirit rushes to the sky. Who dares to attack? !

(End of this chapter)