Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 134: Emperor Fengdu (Please subscribe)
Transforming into the underworld and giving rise to the place of reincarnation is an immeasurable merit, comparable to the merit of Nuwa who created humans from clay.

However, Hou Tu is the ancestor of the witch clan. She was born without a soul and no primordial purple energy. Otherwise, she could have taken the opportunity to become a saint through merit.

Arriving in the Netherworld, Li Xuanyang looked at the aura of profound virtue descending from the sky, and once again revealed the three flowers of his primordial spirit. Above the half-acre-sized auspicious cloud, he sacrificed the innate spiritual treasure, the Book of the Underworld. Under his feet, the innate twelve-grade purple lotus of reincarnation appeared, and he shouted softly,
"I am a disciple of Hongjun Daozu of Zixiao Palace above the Thirty-Three Outer Heavens, the Mysterious Dao Tianzun of Xuanyang Patriarch. I hold the supreme treasure of the Netherworld Samsara Book and the Innate Twelve-Rank Samsara Purple Lotus. Sensing the instability of the Netherworld and the nascent Samsara, I hereby appoint Hou Tu as the Emperor of the Earth, imitating the example of the Heavenly Dao. I am to rule over the Netherworld and guard the Samsara cycle, with the witness of Heaven!"

The underworld and the land of reincarnation are where all living beings in the ancient times reincarnate. They are related to the resting place of countless lives after death, and must be presided over by a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers.

How could the Taoist Master Minghe and the Asura clan in the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood sit idly by and let the Netherworld take charge of reincarnation and control the reproduction and survival of the Asura clan?

Therefore, Li Xuanyang used the Book of the Underworld, the innate twelve-grade purple lotus of reincarnation and the aura of black and yellow merit to enthrone Hou Tu as the emperor of the earth who inherited the will of heaven and imitated Hou Tu, to sit in the underworld and guard reincarnation to prevent the underworld from being unstable.

As soon as Li Xuanyang finished speaking, the Book of the Underworld and the innate twelve-grade purple lotus of reincarnation both emitted a burst of golden light, rushed into the aura of merit and virtue in the sky, and fell below the land of reincarnation.

The golden light of merit became stronger and stronger, and gradually transformed into a magnificent palace with majestic momentum. Various exquisite patterns were carved on the palace walls, as well as the scene when Hou Tu transformed into the underworld just now.

In front of the hall, a plaque is hung high, with four large characters "Pingxin Hall" written on it in the innate divine language. It emits billions of golden light of merit and countless laws of reincarnation are derived.

"Master, why do you have to be like this!" Along with a light sigh, a woman in palace dress walked out from the hall. She wore a phoenix crown on her head and auspicious light under her feet. She looked very similar to Hou Tu.

The only difference is that there is not a trace of the Ancestral Witch's aura on his body. Instead, he is filled with golden light of merit, and a huge golden wheel of merit appears around his body, just like a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers from the lineage of Qigong practitioners.

"I greet the Empress Pingxin." Li Xuanyang smiled and bowed to the woman in palace dress. He said, "In the future, you will follow the example of the Earth God Hou Tu, the Emperor of the Earth, and the Empress Pingxin, and no longer be the ancestor of the Wu clan."

"I also ask the Lady Pingxin to establish the Gate of Hell and separate Yin and Yang, so that no creatures from the ancient world can mistakenly enter the netherworld."

"Thank you, Immortal!" After a long silence, Hou Tu bowed slightly to Li Xuanyang, stood in the air of the underworld, and showed a huge golden wheel of merit.

At the place where the Netherworld connects to the prehistoric earth, there was a loud bang, and countless golden lights of merit fell from the sky and landed in the depths of the Netherworld's sea of ​​blood, turning into a huge portal with the three big words "Ghost Gate" written on it in the innate divine script.

As the Ghost Gate evolved, countless divine lights burst out, causing countless sea water in the Netherworld Blood Sea to disappear, and all turned into a spring, gushing out turbid spring water, connecting with the Sea of ​​Bitterness and becoming a part of the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

At this time, the scene in the Netherworld changed drastically. Almost half of the space turned into the Netherworld Hell, and the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood continued to shrink until it was less than one-third, and then it slowly stopped.

Upon seeing this, Li Xuanyang suddenly extended his hand and pointed at the Book of Hell within the Three Flowers of his Primordial Spirit, transforming it into a thousand-foot-long golden light. Above the auspicious cloud, the innate twelfth-grade Black Lotus of Destruction emerged, and he shouted softly, "Appoint Taoist Black Lotus as the Lord of the Netherworld, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, in charge of the order of the Netherworld and the reincarnation of all beings, witnessed by the Heavenly Dao!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Book of Hell transformed into a thousand-foot golden light above the three flowers of Li Xuanyang's primordial spirit. It suddenly fell onto the innate twelfth-grade black lotus of destruction, transforming into two rays of light, one black and one gold, which fell down and transformed into a Taoist priest. Holding the Book of Hell in his hands, he bowed to Li Xuanyang and Hou Tu with a smile and said, "I, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, greet you, Taoist friend, and greet Empress Pingxin!"

"I also ask the emperor to establish the Fengdu Ghost City to accommodate the wronged souls and evil spirits." Li Xuanyang smiled and bowed in return.

"Okay!" The Emperor of Fengdu agreed and sacrificed the Book of the Underworld in his hand. A golden light appeared in the air and fell into the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, turning countless places in the sea of ​​blood into a huge city to collect wronged souls and evil spirits, and as a place to handle many daily affairs of the underworld.

The originally boundless Netherworld Blood Sea has shrunk a lot again.

Glancing at the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, Hou Tu couldn't help but recall Li Xuanyang's words. She said rather helplessly, "No wonder the Immortal just said that the Styx Taoist wouldn't bother with him from now on. It turns out he was planning to have me and the Emperor of Fengdu sit in the Netherworld to intimidate the Styx Taoist and the Asuras."

At this point, Hou Tu suddenly noticed a hint of difficulty on the faces of those remaining souls, and then continued, "Although I and the Emperor of Fengdu are in charge of reincarnation, I'm afraid these incomplete souls won't be able to reincarnate for a while. They can only stay in Fengdu Ghost City for the time being, unless their souls can be restored to their full form."

These residual souls are not the result of the loss of the three souls and seven spirits acquired after birth, but are born like this. It would be difficult to complete them.

"This matter is simple. Since you can't reincarnate for a while, you might as well stay in Fengdu Ghost City and act as ghost messengers to control the wronged souls and evil spirits that come here and maintain the order of the underworld." After Li Xuanyang finished speaking, he saw the Emperor of Fengdu wave his hand and shoot out a divine light, which fell on the Book of the Underworld, and appointed all the residual souls as ghost messengers, ordering them to manage the order of the underworld.

These ghost officials all had the blood of the witch clan during their lifetime, and most of them had cultivation skills, which made them suitable for managing wronged souls and evil spirits.

"Becoming a ghost messenger is not a way out." A strange color flashed in Houtu's eyes, and she couldn't help but think of the people in the Houtu tribe.

When the Netherworld was first established, it lacked a large number of ghost officials to maintain order in the Netherworld and manage reincarnation.

"Please take back this Ancestral Witch blood." Li Xuanyang returned the few drops of Ancestral Witch blood he had just received from Hou Tu to her, saying, "Since you are no longer a member of the Witch Clan, please refrain from interfering in the affairs of the Witch and Lich Clan, lest you drag the Netherworld into the conflict between the two clans."

"Thank you for the reminder, Immortal!" Hou Tu took a few drops of the ancestor witch's blood and her expression became gloomy.

"Please ask the Great Emperor Fengdu to make some preparations to welcome all of you fellow Taoists." Li Xuanyang waved his hand and sent out several jade talismans, which fell into the void and disappeared.

From the depths of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, a burst of angry shouting suddenly came out, "Xuan Yang boy, Hou Tu!" The Taoist of the Styx was both angry and anxious.

This time, not only was he severely injured by Li Xuanyang, but his innate twelve-grade karma fire red lotus was also shattered, his foundation of Taoism was damaged, and the Asura clan's luck was lost.

What's more, Hou Tu transformed into reincarnation and almost completely turned the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood into the Netherworld Hell.

"Fellow Daoist and the Asura clan have received the fortune and merit of the Asura Dao this time. You won't have to worry about reproduction in the future. This is a great opportunity and fortune. Why are you angry again?" Li Xuanyang smiled and said towards the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

After hearing what Li Xuanyang said, the face of Taoist Minghe became even uglier. It seemed that this matter had gained the fortune and merit of the Asura Dao, and there was no need to worry about reproduction anymore.

However, the Taoist Master Minghe's plan to take advantage of the fact that both the Lich and the Warlock tribes were badly defeated and go to the prehistoric land to occupy the destiny of the prehistoric world with the Asura tribe had become a bubble.

Even matters of reproduction and survival were controlled by Li Xuanyang, Hou Tu, and Fengdu Emperor. How could the Asura clan prosper, let alone occupy the destiny of the ancient world?

What's more, if you become neighbors with the underworld in the future, you will probably never live a peaceful life again, and it may even lead to many troubles.

At this time, a group of quasi-saints with great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world felt that Houtu had transformed into the underworld. They all praised Houtu for her great merits and admired her. They all rode auspicious clouds and headed towards the underworld.

On the Eight Treasures Mountain in the west, Jie Yin and Zhunti both showed joy on their faces. The birth of the Netherworld and the establishment of a place for reincarnation required many positions to assist Lady Pingxin and Emperor Fengdu in running the Netherworld. This was a matter of great merit.

"The Land of Samsara is extremely important to our West and cannot be lost."

"It would be a good idea to have our disciples serve in the Netherworld and gain some experience, thereby accumulating merit and cultivating." Zhunti Taoist suddenly turned to Jie Yin and asked, "What do you think, Senior Brother?"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist Jie Yin hesitated for a moment and said, "The Netherworld is related to the reincarnation of all living beings in the prehistoric world. Going there to serve is a blessing, as it will be blessed with good fortune and good luck. It is naturally a good thing and will benefit one's cultivation."

"But I'm afraid this won't be easy!"

After hearing Jie Yin's words, Zhunti Taoist thought for a moment and frowned slightly, "Brother, you are right. That Xuanyang kid has always been at odds with us in the West, and he has appointed Fengdu Emperor to be in charge of the Book of the Underworld. I will never agree to it easily."

"But no matter what, we must go." At this point, the Taoist Zhunti said in a deep voice: "Although Taoist Xuanyang has extraordinary Taoism and supernatural powers, it is wishful thinking to expect all of his disciples to take charge of the Netherworld positions."

The Taoist Jie Yin sighed lightly and said nothing more.

What's more, as Zhunti said, the underworld and the place of reincarnation are of vital importance and are definitely not something that Li Xuanyang and his disciples can control.

At that moment, Jie Yin and Zhunti called over their disciples Medicine Master and Maitreya, and transformed themselves into a cloud of golden light, heading towards the underworld.

As soon as we arrived outside the underworld, we saw a huge gate called "Ghost Gate", with teams of ghost officials guarding on both sides, and countless wronged souls and evil spirits in front of the gate.

Looking around, there are so densely packed that it is impossible to count them.

"Hou Tu's action is indeed of immeasurable merit." The Taoist Jie Yin could not help but praise her, and walked into the Ghost Gate. Coming to the depths of the underworld, he saw a huge city towering into the clouds, named Fengdu Ghost City.

Seeing Jie Yin and Zhunti approaching, Yun Zhongzi came out of the city to greet them. After greeting Jie Yin and Zhunti, he said, "Yun Zhongzi greets the two Immortals. My master, Lady Pingxin, and the Great Emperor Fengdu have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"The Immortal of Blessings and Virtue!" Looking at Yun Zhongzi, a strange light flashed in the eyes of Jie Yin Taoist. He thought of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool in the Eight Treasures Lingshan Mountain, which was also formed by a trace of merit from the creation of the world. It was indeed a kind of fate.

Unfortunately, he has already become a disciple of the Xuanyang Mountain lineage.

The Taoist Jie Yin nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your help, young friend!" After that, under the guidance of Yun Zhongzi, the few of them walked to the center of Fengdu and came to the gate of a palace.

Within it, a thousand auspicious auras shone, golden light shone, and the aura of the laws of reincarnation permeated the air. Even a faint trace of innate spiritual light emerged. Looking at the Medicine Master and Maitreya, a hint of envy filled the air. "The innate spiritual treasure, the Book of the Underworld!" A gleam of brilliance flashed in the Taoist Zhunti's eyes. If he could control the Book of the Underworld, the ultimate treasure of reincarnation, why would he need to seek a position in the underworld?

At this time, in the hall, Li Xuanyang, Hou Tu, and Fengdu Emperor were sitting cross-legged, and saw Taoist Jie Yin and Taoist Zhunti walking in with their disciples.

"Greetings, fellow Taoists!" As soon as Taoist Jie Yin and Taoist Zhunti walked into the hall, their eyes fell on Niangniang Pingxin and Emperor Fengdu, and both of them showed a hint of surprise.

The Lady Pingxin transformed by Hou Tu not only does not have the slightest aura of the ancestor witch, but is filled with golden light of merit, faintly integrating with the entire underworld. The Emperor Fengdu has an even more extraordinary aura, and every move he makes seems to be derived from the laws.

"Since you two fellow Taoists are here, why don't you take a seat first?" Li Xuanyang glanced at Yaoshi and Maitreya and said with a half-smile, "I was discussing the management of the Netherworld with Lady Pingxin and the Emperor Fengdu, and I didn't expect you two fellow Taoists to arrive so soon."

Upon hearing Li Xuanyang's words, Zhunti Taoist's eyes lit up, and he seemed a little impatient to say, "I wonder how you plan to appoint positions in the Netherworld?"

However, before Li Xuanyang could speak, the Taoist Zhunti continued, "I and my senior brother have two disciples. One is the Medicine Master, who possesses the Glazed Pure Fire, and the other is Maitreya, who also has extraordinary qualities and is suitable for serving in the Netherworld."

Glazed pure fire!
"It is a great opportunity that the disciples of the two fellow Taoists actually possess such innate spiritual fire." When Li Xuanyang said this, Kong Xuan on the side couldn't help but look at the pharmacist with a look of surprise on his face. He never thought that the usually barren western land could produce such innate spiritual fire.

"However, this matter is not something I can decide alone. Let's wait for you fellow Taoists to come and discuss it." Li Xuanyang said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, please listen to me first." Taoist Zhunti pointed at the Medicine Master and began to introduce him. "This Glazed Pure Fire can purify the resentful energy of wronged souls and evil spirits. It is most suitable to assist you two Daoists in managing the affairs of reincarnation."

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti, this action may be inappropriate." A rebuttal voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Let's not even talk about the pharmacist's ability to assist in the management of the reincarnation. Just look at how important the Netherworld and the Land of Reincarnation are. How can a junior be allowed to manage them?"

"Besides, you Westerners have never been concerned with the affairs of the prehistoric world. How can you be in charge of the affairs of reincarnation now?"

"Junior brother, this makes sense."

"The West has always been a land of scarce life. Why would one want to serve in the Netherworld?"

As the voice rang out, Taiqing, Yuqing and Shangqing walked in together, greeted Li Xuanyang and others, and sat down.

Hearing the words of Shangqing and Yuqing,
Zhunti Taoist was furious. "The Netherworld and the Land of Samsara are where all living things in the ancient world take refuge and reincarnate. How can there be a distinction between East and West?"

"Junior brother, what you said is very true." The Taoist Jie Yin said expressionlessly.

"Haha, what you fellow Taoists say makes sense." Di Jun laughed heartily and walked in with Taiyi. With a broad smile on his face, he greeted everyone and said, "My demon clan occupies the Heavenly Palace and controls the operation of the prehistoric world. We are well-suited to manage the Netherworld and the affairs of reincarnation. We have allowed a group of demon saints and demon gods to serve in the Netherworld."

"I wonder what you fellow Taoists think?"

"Emperor Jun, the Netherworld and the Land of Reincarnation are the true bodies of the ancestors of my Wu clan. How can you, little demon children, get your hands on them?"

There was a sudden spatial fluctuation above the Netherworld, and more than a dozen huge figures fell from the sky, each of them was tens of thousands of feet in size, carrying a murderous aura. The aura of the extremely powerful Ancestral Witch emanated from them, and their tone was full of sadness and anger.

Seeing Di Jiang and other ancestors of the Wu clan coming, Di Jun snorted coldly and said, "Di Jiang, stop talking nonsense. Today, I will see how your Wu clan will set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the ancestor witches such as Dijiang changed drastically. Houtu's transformation into the underworld was a huge blow to the witch clan. With one of the twelve ancestor witches missing, their strength was greatly reduced, and they couldn't even set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons formation.

Not to mention taking the opportunity to attack the Heavenly Palace and fight against Di Jun, Tai Yi and other demons, I'm afraid he will have to go back and think of a way to complete the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, or even imitate the demons and refine a demon-slaying sword.

However, Di Jun, Tai Yi and other demon tribesmen were overjoyed. If they had known this would happen, they would not have needed to sacrifice and refine the Tuwu Sword. Instead, they would have fought with Li Xuanyang and others, resulting in the loss of many demon saints and gods.

Originally, Di Jun refined the Witch-Slaying Sword in order to deal with the Witch Clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and the true body of the Ancestral Witch.

Unexpectedly, the war between the witches and liches has not yet started, but now the witch clan has lost one of its ancestor witches and is unable to set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. For the demon clan, this is naturally a blessing in disguise.

Emperor Jun even wanted to gather a large army immediately to attack the Wu clan and kill them all.

However, Di Jun knew that now was not the time to conquer the Wu clan. Hou Tu had just transformed into the underworld and the land of reincarnation. There were merits and sentient beings in the ancient world, and Li Xuanyang, Sanqing, Jie Yin, Zhunti and other quasi-saints with great supernatural powers had come one after another. He would certainly not sit idly by.

"My fellow ancestor witches, why don't you come in and sit down and discuss this!" Li Xuanyang stood up and walked outside the main hall. He said to Dijiang and the other ancestor witches, "Empress Pingxin is still in the hall. My fellow ancestor witches may wish to meet her."

It would have been fine if Li Xuanyang didn't say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, Di Jiang and other ancestor witches became furious and wanted to eat him alive.

"Li Xuanyang, if you want to plot against our witch clan and avenge Taoist Hongyun, you can just come to the Ancestral Witch Hall. I, the witch, will fight you. Why do you have to plot against Hou Tu?" Tian Wu was furious, his eyes seemed to be emitting flames, and he roared at Li Xuanyang.

Seeing this, Li Xuanyang smiled dumbly and said to him, "There's no need to be angry, Ancestral Witch. This time, Ancestral Witch Hou Tu's transformation into the Netherworld and the Land of Reincarnation is destiny, not my plan."

"If the Ancestral Witch doesn't believe it, you might as well go inside and ask the Fairhearted Lady in person."

"I don't have such ability."

"My brothers, just as Master Xuanyang said, this matter has nothing to do with Master. It is all done voluntarily by Pingxin." The voice of Empress Pingxin suddenly rang out in the hall, making the ancestor witches such as Dijiang look sad.

"My witch clan will definitely reward you handsomely for this matter." Di Jiang looked at Li Xuanyang coldly, retracted the true body of the ancestor witch, and walked into the hall with the other ancestor witches.

In response, Li Xuanyang just chuckled, as if he didn't care at all, and turned back to sit back in the hall.

The war between the wizards and liches is imminent, and it remains unknown whether Dijiang and other ancestor wizards can survive the disaster.

How could he care about the generous rewards from the witch clan?

Everyone gathered in the main hall. Taoist Yuqing glanced at them and said, "It seems that fellow Daoist Nuwa is not planning to come. So let's discuss how to manage the order of the Netherworld and the Land of Samsara!"

"I wonder what Daoist Xuanyang has planned?" At this point, Taoist Yuqing suddenly asked Li Xuanyang

Li Xuanyang glanced at Taoist Yuqing and said, "It would be best if this matter is decided by Empress Pingxin."

Hearing Li Xuanyang's words, Hou Tu shook her head slightly and said, "Although the Netherworld and the Land of Reincarnation were created by my own body, since the real person has already made up his mind, just tell me what you want to do."

"That's fine." Li Xuanyang glanced at the crowd and said, "I plan to establish the Ten Kings of Hell and the Eighteen Layers of Hell, each with their own duties, as well as the Six Case Officials, the Four Great Judges, and the Soul-Catching Envoy."

"There's no need to go through so much trouble. The Netherworld can be guarded by my witch clan." Di Jiang said coldly.

"If the witch clan does not cultivate their primordial spirit, how can they guard the underworld and preside over reincarnation?" Di Jun and Tai Yi sarcastically refuted Di Jiang and other ancestor witches.

"Everyone, there's no need to argue." Li Xuanyang spoke again, "The Eighteen Layers of Hell are located deep within the Netherworld, close to the Nine Netherworlds. Only the Wu Clan can guard them."

"How about letting the witches of the Houtu tribe and the great witch Xingtian take charge of the Eighteen Layers of Hell?"

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement: "Let's follow your advice and let the Houtu tribe guard the Eighteen Layers of Hell."

Although Di Jun and Tai Yi were unwilling, they could not refute again. Just as Li Xuanyang said, the Eighteen Levels of Hell were located deep in the underworld, close to the Nine Netherworlds, and had to be guarded by the Witch Clan.

"In addition, there are many wronged souls and evil spirits in the Netherworld, some of whom were able to walk the path of the Tao during their lifetime. There are ghost soldiers who are responsible for capturing the wronged souls and evil spirits who have done evil."

As he spoke, Li Xuanyang's eyes fell on Di Jun and Tai Yi. "Then the Ox and Horse tribes of the demon race will enter the Netherworld to serve as ghost messengers, responsible for capturing wronged souls and evil spirits."

After saying this, Li Xuanyang continued, not caring whether Di Jun and Tai Yi agreed or not, "The Soul-Catching Envoy will be a human-transformed evil spirit. They will be responsible for taking back souls and sending them to the underworld."

Taoist Taiqing suddenly had an idea in his mind, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. The three tribes, the witch tribe, the demon tribe, and the human tribe, all entered the underworld to serve, either guarding the eighteen levels of hell, or serving as ghost soldiers, or serving as ghost messengers. This move seemed to be of great significance.

(End of this chapter)