Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 150 The Styx Patriarch Who Shocked All Saints
Minghe sent a message to call his eldest disciple, Mara.

In the past, Mara was known as the Great Demon King of Freedom. In an era when saints and quasi-saints did not appear, his cultivation as a Daluo Jinxian was enough to surpass all others.

On this side of the blood sea, whenever he appeared in front of people, he was always dressed in a full set of crown and black clothes, like an emperor. He always believed that he was the king of the blood sea.

Today he discussed with his wife, the celestial concubine Uma, and his junior brother Mahabrahma and prepared to launch a surprise attack on Ksitigarbha, take back the Xuanyuan water-controlling flag, and rescue the Rakshasa woman by the way.

When the ancestor of the Styx summoned him, he changed into casual clothes, shaved half of his long beard that he used to show the emperor's power, and shaved off his beard. After all, it was a sneak attack, so he could do it in any way that was convenient. It was impossible for him to go there wearing imperial clothes. After all, Dizang was also a Daluo Jinxian.

He thought there was no problem. Minghe took a look and found that the eldest disciple was very different from the appearance in his "future" memory, but was very consistent with his appearance in the "past".

The blood sea is filled with violent violence, and the relationship between master and apprentice here is one of mutual exploitation.

Having traveled back from the future, it was impossible for him to tell Mara about such a big thing. At this time, Minghe asked vaguely: "Has anything big happened recently?"

Is it a big deal that the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag was taken by the Ni Nu to surrender to the enemy? This absolutely cannot be said!

Bo Xun was even more respectful than usual: "Teacher, nothing happened."

"Nothing happened in my boundless sea of ​​blood?"

Bo Xun said firmly: "Teacher, don't worry, everything is normal!"

The ancestor of the Styx thought about it and found that Houtu had not yet reincarnated, so he still had a chance, a huge chance!
He was present when Hou Tu transformed into a reincarnation. The scene of that day had replayed in his mind countless times, and each time he was filled with regret. Why hadn't he been one step ahead? How wonderful it would be if he could be that authentic saint! The dissolution of his body didn't matter; what he wanted was his own path, to become a true saint.

He waved his hand with great authority: "You can go down."

Bo Xun felt uneasy and did not dare to look his teacher in the eye. He bowed respectfully and retreated.

As soon as Mara left, Minghe made up his mind.

Opportunities are fleeting, and he was worried that his flaws would be discovered by the heavens.

Immediately imitating the ancient Hou Tu, he spoke aloud, "Heaven above, your disciple Minghe, I now wish to give up this broken body and transform into the six realms of reincarnation to relieve the suffering of the world! After all living beings, those who do not become immortals will enter the cycle of reincarnation. Those who have great merits in their lives will enter the heavenly realm, those who kill and abuse will enter the Asura realm, those without merits and achievements will enter the human realm, those whose faults outweigh their merits will enter the animal realm, and those whose faults are extremely great will enter the realm of evil spirits or the realm of hell."

Hongjun, who has already achieved the Dao: "."

Meng Po, who was making soup: "."

Six saints: "."

Everyone was confused, not knowing what the Styx was doing. How many dishes were there, and why was he drinking so much?

Even though Nuwa was the director of the whole thing, she was still confused by Minghe's strange behavior: "Is this guy... possessed by a demon?"

Only a time traveler can understand a time traveler. Deng Chanyu roughly sorted out her thoughts and told Nuwa her guesses while "barbecuing".

"I suspect this ancestor is confusing Taiyi with Liangjie. He probably believes he's traveled to a certain time in the past, and that the reincarnation of Lady Pingxin is indeed his inner demon. He's also been influenced by the karma of the boundless sea of ​​blood, leading him to misjudge and seize Lady Pingxin's experience. This is how the farce unfolded."

"Hahahaha—I'm dying of laughter! Minghe looks serious, but I didn't expect he's actually quite stupid. Hahahaha—" Nuwa finally reacted, laughing so hard she couldn't even straighten her back. "You're right, he does have a demon in his heart." A light, ethereal voice, as if coming from the heavens, appeared in the celestial mirror.

Nuwa was startled and quickly covered her mouth. It turned out that not only she was eating the watermelon, but Lao Deng was there too!
"The disciple has met the teacher."

Holy shit! Hongjun!
Deng Chanyu also hurriedly stopped "roasting" and casually tossed the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag aside. She then bowed respectfully: "I am Deng Chanyu, a third-generation disciple of the Xuan Sect. I greet the Dao Ancestor."

As a direct descendant, she is qualified to worship. Qingluan and the maids are not qualified to worship. They can only stand there like quails.
Daozu's voice came again: "The Styx has been possessed by the devil. What do you think should be done?"

Who is this "you" referring to? Deng Chanyu looked at Nuwa and found that Nuwa was also looking at her through the celestial mirror.

Ayu, this is about you.

No, it must be you, teacher!

Finally, under Nuwa's stern gaze, Deng Chanyu gritted her teeth and replied, "Reporting to the Taoist Master, I believe it's better to open things up than to block them. Let him go crazy for fun. No, to see how strong the demon in his heart is."

Daozu still maintained his unhurried tone: "If this is the case, wouldn't it lead to more sins of killing?"

Deng Chanyu had sorted out her thoughts and her fear of Lao Deng had decreased a lot. Hongjun was the way of heaven, but the way of heaven was not Hongjun. Now that the question came to her, as a direct disciple, most likely the youngest of the third generation, it was okay for her to say a few words.

"My disciple once had a conversation with Ksitigarbha of the Western Religion. He said, 'True gold fears no fire.' Ksitigarbha certainly isn't afraid of fighting. As for the underworld, as descendants of the witch clan, they shouldn't be afraid of fighting either."

More than being afraid, the witch tribe is actually happy to hear about war. If you ask them to handle paperwork every day, that would be real torture.
Hongjun didn't say anything else. Under his control, this time the Heavenly Dao gave the Styx a signal, saying that you can try to establish the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"Ah?! What does this mean?" Like a street urchin, Zhunti, who was searching for spiritual materials in the East, was dumbfounded.

The Heavenly Dao actually agreed to establish reincarnation in the Styx?

The other four saints were all full of question marks. They had heard Minghe’s words before and thought that this “old classmate” was still asleep. Now, looking back, they thought that they were the ones who were still asleep.
Having received the permission from Heaven, even though this permission was extremely vague, between agreement and disagreement, Minghe was still very encouraged.

He was so excited that he danced with joy, saying that he would appoint Mara as the King of Hell, and then he said that he would let Brahma manage the Eastern Ghost Emperor's Palace.

Mara no longer cared about attacking Dizang, and earnestly advised: "Teacher, please wake up. Are you establishing the six realms of reincarnation now? That was many years ago?"

Minghe's face darkened: "Evil disciple, do you want to destroy my great way?!"

He drew out the Yuantu Sword and was about to kill Po Xun.

It happened that at this moment, Zhunti's gaze was cast towards the sea of ​​blood, and the Three Pure Ones followed him. The four saints were all confused. Everyone rushed forward, and just by converging their gazes, they injured Minghe.

Even Mara is called the Great Freedom Demon King. How could he be a kind and gentle person? Seeing that the old thief Minghe was about to kill him, he was filled with hatred and anger and hurriedly ran away.

He felt that the ancestor of the Styx was crazy, and the thought "A real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and inferior to others for a long time" surged in his heart.

(End of this chapter)