Honghuang: I am Qitian and I want to fight for the throne

Chapter 186 Are you interrogating me?

"Uh"

Jin Peng's expression froze, and he immediately shook his head and said:
"Nothing, I'm just very happy to see Master. I haven't seen him for tens of thousands of years. Master's strength has become even more unfathomable. He has suppressed a quasi-saint mid-stage disciple so much that no one can see any flaws. He is so amazing!"

"."

Hearing this, Qi Tian's mouth twitched.

For a moment, I didn't know whether the apprentice was praising himself or pointing at himself.

He was originally in the middle stage of Quasi-Saint.

It’s just that before, Jin Peng hadn’t been promoted, so his cultivation level couldn’t be seen. Now that we are at the same level, of course I can see his true level of cultivation.

"It seems that this Eastern Ghost Emperor has brought a lot of merit and luck, even surpassing Sun Yuan Kong Xuan. No wonder he doesn't want to return to Huaguo Mountain."

Qi Tian complained in his heart and said unhappily:

"Stop talking nonsense. I think you are just trying to change the subject."

Jin Peng smiled awkwardly, and immediately bowed to Nuwa beside him:
"I've seen Saint Nuwa!"

Nuwa nodded: "Early stage of Quasi-Saint, good talent!"

"It's all thanks to Master's cultivation!"

"cough cough"

Listening to Jin Peng's words, Qi Tian coughed lightly, and the unhappiness on his face disappeared, revealing a look of pride.

This disciple has made me proud!

Although he had never given him a top-grade spiritual treasure, nor had he bestowed on him any cultivation techniques, nor had he ever preached to him.

But the endless karma of the Phoenix Clan on this kid was expelled by himself.

He also helped plan for the position of Ghost Emperor.

It can be said that it deserves the word "cultivation".

Well deserved.

"Okay, go do your thing, we still have things to do!"

Qi Tian patted Jin Peng on the shoulder, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and turned back and said:

"I see that you don't have many people under your command in the Eastern Ghost Emperor's Palace. If you are short of manpower, you can go back to Huaguo Mountain. I have recently accepted several thousand new disciples. You can find some junior brothers to help you and help them gain some merits."

"Thousands of fellow apprentices?"

Jin Peng was startled at first, then his eyes showed surprise:
"Then I will go back to Huaguo Mountain and ask some fellow apprentices to help me. There are too many undead spirits in the Eastern Underworld right now. I am almost dying of busyness!"

finished,

He rushed out of the Eastern Ghost Emperor's Palace and headed towards the Ghost Gate.

Seeing Jin Peng's irritable look, Qi Tian couldn't help but shook his head.

Still not stable enough!
Then he flew with Nuwa towards the huge mountain suspended above the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

The Palace of Samsara.

just,

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the Samsara Palace, a cold voice of Taoism resounded in the ears of Qi Tian and Nu Wa:

"I already know your intentions. Go and discuss this matter with Meng Po!"

".It's all in vain!"

Qi Tian muttered in his heart, exchanged a glance with Nuwa, and had to turn around and fly downwards again.

On the Wangchuan River, beside the Naihe Bridge.

A white-haired old woman is scooping Meng Po soup from a big pot with a spoon.

Then pass it to each soul.

At this time,

Two streams of light fell from mid-air and transformed into two figures.

It was Qi Tian and Nuwa who came down from the Samsara Palace.

Looking at the old woman in front of me,

A smile appeared on Qi Tian's face:
"Daoyou, should I call you Hou Tu or Meng Po?"

"It's just a name. Hou Tu is the past, Meng Po is the present. It's up to you, Taoist friend!"

"Then I'll just call you Meng Po!"

Meng Po smiled, then bowed to Nuwa and said, "Greetings to Saint Nuwa!"

"You are too polite, fellow Taoist!" Nuwa did not get ahead of herself and bowed in return.

After all, I have something to ask for this time.

"The two Daozun have already informed me of your intentions. Let's talk here!"

Meng Po said,

He waved his hand to summon the good corpse and asked it to continue distributing Meng Po soup to the souls.

The main body took Qi Tian and Nuwa to a nearby gray pavilion.

Just sat down,
Meng Po got straight to the point and asked, "You two are here for Fuxi's reincarnation, right?"

His tone was calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.

"Yes!" Nuwa nodded and said, "I want my senior brother Fuxi to reincarnate into the human race. I wonder if you can help me?"

Meng Po was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice:

"I shouldn't have refused Saint Nuwa's request, but Fuxi was the former Demon King of the Demon Court. Countless Wu people died at his hands. If I agree, I won't be able to explain to my people."

Hearing this, Nuwa's eyes narrowed slightly.

But she was not angry, as she had expected this scene.

So he turned his gaze to Qi Tian.

Before, when I came,
She asked Qi Tian what the method was, but Qi Tian acted mysterious and refused to say.

right now,

Hou Tu has already refused, so it depends on whether Qi Tian’s method can work.

If not,

It would be a bit difficult for Fuxi to reincarnate as a human being.

After all, the entire underworld is now controlled by Taoist Master Pingxin.

Even if she is a saint, she cannot force Fuxi to reincarnate.

Pingxin Daozun is much stronger than her.

He is an existence that can be on par with the Taoist Ancestor.

At this time, she could only place her hope on Qi Tian.

Seeing Nuwa looking at him, Qi Tian nodded at her.

He glanced vaguely at the void nearby without making a sound, and his previous thoughts became more certain.

Then he looked at Meng Po and slowly said:

“Fellow Daoist, although Fuxi once killed many people from the Wu Clan, he has long since perished. Now only his true spirit remains, and he has long since lost all his past. Strictly speaking, he cannot be considered Fuxi from the demon clan.”

Speaking of which,
Seeing that Meng Po wanted to say something, Qi Tian took the lead and continued:
"Of course, hatred is already there, and it can't be resolved with just a few words. So, how about making a deal?"

"trade?"

Meng Po narrowed her eyes slightly: "What deal?"

"Don't rush this yet."

Qi Tian waved his hand, and then said meaningfully: "Are you from the Wu clan preparing to compete for the position of the Human Emperor of the human race?"

Although it was a question, the tone was very affirmative.

This made Meng Po's face change slightly.

just,

Before she could say anything, a cry of surprise suddenly rang out from the void:

"how do you know?"

As the voice rang out, the void that Qi Tian had glanced at before distorted slightly, and a burly figure suddenly appeared in the air.

Then he walked towards where Qi Tian and the others were.

but,

This figure was very strange, not just because it had no head.

There is a copper bell-like eye on each of the left and right breasts.

Look at the people coming.

Qi Tian's eyes flashed and he immediately recognized the person.

Xingtian!

When the Lich and the Sorcerer fought a decisive battle and his head was cut off and destroyed by Donghuang Taiyi with the Big Sun Wheel, he was there and witnessed it with his own eyes.

and,

Even if you haven't seen it, this style is unique.

"I am Xing Tian!"

Xing Tian came to the pavilion and bowed to Nuwa. A thunderous voice sounded out of nowhere:
"I've seen Saint Nuwa!"

"No need to be polite!"

Nuwa nodded, her eyes moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

"Boy, how do you know about my witch clan?"

At this time, Xing Tian, who had greeted Nuwa, looked directly at Qi Tian with an unfriendly tone.

With a questioning tone.

"Ok?"

Qi Tian narrowed his eyes and his expression suddenly turned cold:

"You, are you interrogating me?"