Chapter 148 Visitors From the Netherworld——

Ao Changsheng looked at Pingxin, who had a kind face, silently.

He wanted to say, "You've changed, Gouzi."

But in the end, he didn't say it, but nodded.

"It should be."

Pingxin's face suddenly showed an extremely bright smile when she heard Ao Changsheng agree.

Finally.

Ao Changsheng exchanged all his 10% of the reincarnation authority at the price of 20 groups of world origin without exchanging 1% of the reincarnation authority.

Pingxin looked at the 200 groups of world origin in her hand, and then thought about the last time she lost 5% of the world origin, and only exchanged for 50 groups of world origin.

The smile on Pingxin's face became brighter.

For Pingxin, whether it was the reincarnation authority exchanged or the reincarnation authority obtained from Ao Changsheng, they were the same, and there was no difference.

Only people like Ao Changsheng who obtained the reincarnation authority by special means would have such distress.

She just exchanged the reincarnation authority, rounding it off, she can be said to have made 100 million this time!

On the other hand, although Ao Changsheng paid a little world origin, he did not feel that he was at a loss.

Although he paid a lot of world origin, for him, it was no different from picking it up for free.

With Ao Changsheng's state of mind, he naturally would not have the idea that not taking advantage is a loss.

Besides.

He was not at a loss.

In the final analysis.

This reincarnation authority was originally obtained by him in an improper way.

Although he had not noticed any other abnormalities of his reincarnation authority except that it could not be transferred.

But in the final analysis, there are flaws after all.

And if there are flaws, there is a possibility of being exploited.

And now, with a transaction like this with Pingxin, his reincarnation authority can be said to be officially cleansed and all defects are made up.

Now.

He can also officially say that he is one of the masters of reincarnation...!

A smile appeared at the corner of Ao Changsheng's mouth.

With a thought.

His own reincarnation authority was cut into two by him.

Although Gui Ling was still far from being able to use the power of reincarnation, since he was already in this reincarnation.

Then he naturally did it along the way.

Not far away, Ping Xin, as the true master of reincarnation, could naturally sense Ao Changsheng dividing the power of reincarnation.

Although the sense was vague, Ping Xin was sure that the power of reincarnation divided by Ao Changsheng at this time was definitely more than one percent.

Even with Ping Xin's temperament, he couldn't help but envy him at this time.

If she, or the former Wu clan, had a master like Ao Changsheng to teach them carefully, their Wu clan would not have fallen to the point where they are now.

Thinking of the many treasures they had offered in the past, they exchanged Ao Changsheng for the cultivation method suitable for their Wu clan and a few words of persuasion.

What a pity.

At that time, they only saw the preciousness of the Wu clan's breakthrough method to the quasi-saint, and ignored those few words of persuasion.

Otherwise...

Even if their Wu clan was lonely, they would not be almost extinct now.

"Daoist Changsheng...are you really unwilling to accept another disciple? Jiufeng, the great witch of my clan, has the qualifications to attain the Tao." Pingxin said softly.

"Daoist Pingxin, let me tell you the truth. The method I practice is very special. In the prehistoric world, only a very few people have the qualifications to practice."

Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly.

"Jiufeng...can't you do it?" Pingxin said with a little reluctance.

She was not joking when she said the qualifications to attain the Tao.

Jiufeng really has the qualifications to attain the Tao.

Among all the great witches, Jiufeng's witch bloodline is the purest one. Among the hundreds of millions of witches, she is only slightly inferior to the twelve ancestors.

If the witch clan is the most likely to attain the Tao except the twelve ancestors, it is Jiufeng.

"If she can do it...I would have accepted her as a disciple long ago." Ao Changsheng said softly.

After practicing in the prehistoric world for hundreds of millions of years, the only person Ao Changsheng has seen who can practice his method of opening up the inner celestial body is Gui Ling.

Other prehistoric beings have no chance to practice.

As for those innate saints whose cultivation qualifications are beyond heaven.

Those innate saints who were born as Daluo are the least qualified to practice his inner world cultivation method.

Pingxin couldn't help but feel disappointed.

No wonder Pingxin wanted to push Jiufeng to Ao Changsheng as a disciple.

Before, few people in the prehistoric world knew about Ao Changsheng's disciples.

But after the battle outside the Jiuzhou barrier, other great powers dared not say it, but all the saints knew about Ao Changsheng's two disciples.

The reincarnation of the sky-supporting black turtle, Gui Ling, and the reincarnation of the innate saint Fuxi, the human race's Saint Emperor Fuxi.

Gui Ling is only a Daluo Jinxian at this time, but he has a set of top-grade innate spiritual treasures to protect himself, and his wealth is the first person under the saint.

Even some saints are not as rich as Gui Ling.

And now, in front of Pingxin, Ao Changsheng is still ready to hand over the reincarnation authority, which is something that saints desire, to his disciples.

As for the other human Saint Emperor Fuxi, there is no need to say more.

This is the first great power to become a saint in the vast prehistoric world, except for the saints who were bestowed with the purple qi of Hongmeng by Hongjun and Pingxin who turned into reincarnation to prove the truth.

If Gui Ling's seven top-grade innate spiritual treasures and becoming a saint are put together.

In the prehistoric world, I am afraid that no cultivator would choose the innate spiritual treasure, but would choose to become a saint without hesitation.

That is a saint.

The saint standing at the top of the prehistoric world.

Let alone seven top-grade innate spiritual treasures, even if there were ten or more than ten, I'm afraid no cultivator would hesitate.

"It's Jiufeng's fate!" Pingxin shook his head slightly.

Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Pingxin has already arranged the Wu clan, so why keep staring at me!"

"How can my arrangement compare to Fellow Daoist Changsheng? Even my clansmen can't understand me..."

Pingxin said, and his mind couldn't help but think of Jiufeng who left in a huff some time ago, and couldn't help but sigh.

Ao Changsheng didn't say anything.

He naturally knew what Pingxin was talking about.

Xingtian... Chiyou... Fengbo Yushi, as well as the original Xiangliu and the future Jiufeng.

Pingxin made some arrangements for all the remaining great witches of the Wu clan.

It should be said that Pingxin is worthy of being the incarnation of Houtu of the Wu clan!

As always, he is not good at calculating.

Xiangliu doesn't need to say more.

Because of the Great Poison, Pingxin's hesitation caused Xiangliu to offend Ao... and offended the Holy Emperor Fuxi of the Human Race, and was suppressed forever.

Others who were better off included Feng Bo and Yu Shi.

Currently, they are working for Haotian for free in the Heavenly Court.

Although Pingxin is there, Haotian in the Heavenly Court will not oppress Feng Bo and Yu Shi too much, but they have to work hard to adjust the prehistoric wind and rain in one calamity.

For the two great witches, Feng Bo and Yu Shi, it must be very tiring.

And Xingtian and Chi You were suppressed in the prehistoric world.

With Ao Changsheng's eyesight, he can naturally see that whether it is Xingtian or Chi You, being suppressed is actually just an alternative way of cultivation.

And beheading and dismembering are just to prevent the two people's cultivation from improving too much in this calamity, so as to break through.

And these are the so-called arrangements in Pingxin's mouth.

To be honest, when Ao Changsheng saw Pingxin carrying out these plans, he was silently mourning for these great witches.

He could see that Pingxin was trying his best to distance himself from those great witches.

Let them seem to be suppressed and tortured, but in fact, they were practicing under Pingxin's arrangement.

But...

Will anyone really believe this rough way of distancing himself?

Instead of doing this, it is better to arrange it properly!

Of course, Ao Changsheng would never say such words directly.

"Fellow Daoist Pingxin must have known the specialness of this era, so he borrowed Haotian's hand to suppress the progress of Chiyou and Xingtian's practice."

Ao Changsheng said softly.

"Well! Pingxin is not as good as fellow Daoist Changsheng. Before this era came, he cultivated fellow Daoist Fuxi into a saint." Pingxin nodded and said softly.

"I have no choice but to resort to this last resort."

"The last resort? Fellow Daoist Pingxin is joking. Although the method is crude... a little simple, after this calamity is over, those great witches will understand Fellow Daoist Pingxin's painstaking efforts."

Ao Changsheng said softly.

"One calamity... is too long." Pingxin shook his head, with a melancholy look on his face.

After this, Ao Changsheng on the side nodded involuntarily.

Indeed, one calamity, five million yuan, six billion four hundred and eighty million years, too long!

In fact, whether it is Ao Changsheng who calls himself Daqian in his body, or Pingxin who is not a Heavenly Dao Saint but better than a Heavenly Dao Saint after his reincarnation.

It has long been immortal, and all causes have not been added to the body. Let alone one calamity, even if it is billions of calamities, it doesn't matter.

It's just...

After all, he is too young.

Whether it is Pingxin's predecessor, the back earth, or Ao Changsheng, their age is barely one calamity.

And they all became saints and achieved Hunyuan Daluo in this short period of time.

For them... a period of time is also extremely long.

In this cycle of reincarnation, two "young" old monsters were lamenting that a period of time was too long.

On the other side.

Above the reincarnation world, in the primitive world, in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

A younger Taoist was stepping into the blood sea step by step, towards the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea, towards the underworld.

Stepping on the white lotus and wearing white clothes, this Taoist put his hands together in front of him, said nothing, lowered his eyebrows and walked forward, ignoring the highly poisonous Netherworld Blood Sea.

But every step he took, the blood sea under his feet would give birth to a white lotus, purifying the bloody blood sea water around him.

Countless white lotuses built a white lotus bridge in this Netherworld Blood Sea.

But the strange thing is...

For billions of miles along the way, countless Shuras completely ignored the existence of the white lotus bridge.

Even...even the Lord of the Blood Sea, the Old Ancestor of the Styx, could not find the white lotus bridge that almost crossed his Netherworld Blood Sea.

Deep in the Blood Sea.

This is the gate to the underworld.

However...because of the existence of the Blood Sea, this place, which used to be the main gate of the underworld, is now half-abandoned. After all, few souls come here from this boundless Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Taoist walked here and looked at the gloomy and terrifying gate with ferocious ghosts on it. His eyes were as indifferent as water.

Moving his eyes upwards, looking at the top of the gate, the Taoist spoke softly and read out the name of this gate.

"Gate of Hell!"

The moment the voice fell.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

A sharp sound suddenly sounded in the depths of the empty and quiet Blood Sea.

Accompanied by a creaking sound, the terrifying door slowly opened, and the inside of the door was as dark as ink, and it was hard to see clearly.

But the Taoist's ears were rang with the creepy sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling in a trance, and the inky blackness in front of him turned into the shape of a fierce ghost.

But the Taoist's face showed a slight smile, without the slightest hesitation, he took a step and walked directly into the gate of hell.

After the Taoist entered, the gate of the gate of hell slowly closed.

Only the netherworld blood sea that had remained unchanged for billions of years, and... the white lotus bridge with a faint glow.

Between reincarnation.

Ping Xin, who was talking to Ao Changsheng, was suddenly startled, and then a touch of warm anger suddenly appeared on his face.

"How courageous!"