Honghuang: Taking charge of the Jiejiao, the entire teaching becomes the sixth child!

"Brother Anji, it’s better to do business first!"

The Antarctic Immortal nodded when he heard the words and didn't care. He called Yang Chan brother and sister to each other, just to build some friendship and make it easier to do things in the future.

Now that Jiejiao is making constant moves, Yuanshi Tianzun feels a little unsure and is ready to give it a try. Can you drag Nuwa into the water?

Later, Taiyi Zhenren explained the matter clearly to Nezha

"Nezha, would you like to refine this incarnation!"

"Disciple is willing, Master, let’s practice quickly!"

Nezha's eyes shone. Incarnation, wouldn't there be someone to help him with his homework in the future?

Moreover, that is his own incarnation, so the homework he writes is naturally written by himself!

"Haha, you are getting anxious!"

The Antarctic Immortal, who had no idea of ​​Nezha's true purpose, laughed loudly and immediately took out the spirit bead.

"This spirit bead was originally from your previous life, and you are not a poor person. When you first met, your master gave you a great benefit.

Everyone knows that the three heads and six arms are the great supernatural powers of Tiangang. I will give you a great supernatural power with three heads and eight arms!"

Nezha's eyes suddenly lit up, and he jumped up, clapped his hands and shouted

"This is good, this is good, uncle, you are so kind to me!"

"Hahaha, as long as you like it!"

The Antarctic Immortal laughed, and stretched out his hand to stroke his gray beard.

The Antarctic Immortal had no idea that Nezha was already imagining the scene of doing homework with eight arms, each holding a pen.

Then Yang Chan released The Lotus Lamp used the power of the Lotus Lamp to cultivate a pond of lotus.

The Antarctic Immortal and Master Taiyi also took action to process various spiritual materials to prepare for Nezha's refining and incarnation.

Nezha was also driven away by Master Taiyi In retreat, a soul must be separated before the preparation work is completed.

On Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, Wen Zhong, who had obtained the magical treasure, walked out of Jin'ao Island.

After getting on Mo Qilin, Wen Zhong looked back at Jin'ao Island, where the scenery remained the same. A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes

"My uncle is so enigmatic that he doesn’t know what the soul is for!"

Before leaving Jin'ao Island, Ye Yun asked him to go to the underworld and take away a soul.

Wen Zhong muttered to himself and patted Mo Qilin's unicorn horn with his palm.

"Let’s go to the Netherworld first!"

As the leader of the third generation of Jie Jiao, Wen Zhong naturally knew how to enter the underworld.

Soon, Wen Zhong drove Mo Qilin and came to the Hall of Yama.

At this time, there was no Yama from the Tenth Hall, and there was only one Yama to deal with some debris..Generally

, if it is not a major matter, the people behind the scenes in the underworld will not come forward.

"Who is coming, and why is he coming to the underworld?"

Two tall figures stopped in front of Wen Zhong, one with a horse head and a human body, the other with a bull head and a human body.

They were the two people with a bull head and a horse face who were very famous in the world.

"Wen Zhong, a poor man, is a disciple of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. He came here today just to take away the soul of a man named Yang Tianyou~."

Wen Zhong's face condensed. Although the two people in front of him looked strange, their strength should not be underestimated.

Wen Zhong felt that even if he faced one person alone, he would be able to barely protect himself.

"Cut off the teachings!"

The Minotaur looked at each other, and their hearts sank, knowing that this matter was not something they could solve.

Although Wen Zhong may be a lot worse than the two of them in terms of cultivation, their identities are different.

They, the people living in the underworld, are just The sinful people of heaven and earth are lingering in this dark place.

Jie Jiao has the support of saints, not to mention Wen Zhong is also a direct disciple of Jie Jiao

"Wait, I’ll report back to Yan Jun!"

"Wait, give this thing to the one who can make the decision among you, she will understand!"

Wen Zhong threw a jade slip to Ma Mian, which made Niutou Ma Mian frown.

Ma Mian glanced at the complicated restrictions on the jade slip, frowned, and felt irritated in his heart.

These immortal people always do things. It’s so troublesome, why don’t you just say it!

"Wait!"

The bull-headed horse-faced man walked directly into the Yanjun Palace. After a while, he walked out with a thin soul.

Although the soul was shackled, it was covered with dense wounds.

But his back was still straight, and his eyes were filled with unyielding tenacity. color.

If you look closely, you can see the worry and sadness hidden in his eyes.

"Take this person away. Remember that this person is in some trouble. If something happens, we won't recognize it! Ma

Mian reminded him angrily. Wen Zhong nodded, took out a jade bottle, and put Yang Tianyou into the bottle.

"Thank you both for your help. If you have time in the future, you can come to Chaoge to find me.

Pindao must prepare wine and food to entertain you two!"

Wen Zhong clasped his hands into fists, and what he said immediately made the two people's eyes light up.

"real? Is there any meat?"

Wen Zhong""

I'm just being polite. Besides, you two are probably no less powerful than Jin Xian.

You can't even eat meat and wine. Are the welfare in the underworld so bad? (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"This is natural, a poor Taoist scholar, but a great master of Shang Dynasty, a little meat and wine, nothing more!"

With that said, Wen Zhong took out a famous letter from his arms and gave it to Ma Mian.

Although he didn't know why the two of them were so excited, it's such a bargain to be able to make friends with two golden immortals over a table of wine and meat.!

"Okay, okay, don't worry, we will get there soon! With a smile on his face, Ma

Mian suddenly said mysteriously:"By the way, Fellow Daoist Wen Zhong, that soul is the brother-in-law of the Emperor of Heaven!""

"The Emperor’s brother-in-law, the eldest princess Yao Ji?"

Wen Zhong rolled his eyes. When Tianting invaded Chaoge City, it was just for the three Yang Jiao brothers.

Wen Zhong naturally knew about it, but he didn't know the name of the three brothers and sisters' father.

Yang Jiao was a new recruit in the army. Genius, Wen Zhong naturally paid attention to it

"Yang Jiao is very talented and can take over Huang Feihu's class in the future, but he doesn't want his uncle to deliberately plot against him!"

Wen Zhong could only suppress the doubts in his heart, chatted and laughed with the bull-headed horse for a while, then rode on the Mo Qilin and left.

After Wen Zhong left, somewhere far behind the Yan Jun Palace, a dark hall stood.

Above the plaque of the hall. In ancient shamanic script, three words were written: Pingxin Palace!

"Sister, what did the jade slip say that actually made you release Yang Tianyou’s soul?"

In the parallel hall, a beautiful woman with a trace of sadness in her eyebrows stood tall.

Behind the woman, another woman had a pale face. If you look closely, your face is actually covered with dense cracks.

What just happened Questions are exactly what this cracked woman is asking.

"It's just a mortal soul. Even if it is involved with the Emperor of Heaven, it is of no use to us!

It's just a favor, if he can really fulfill one tenth of the promise.

You can also walk around the wilderness again, and the newborns in our clan will not have never seen the sun!"

The woman said, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, and then quickly extinguished.

She knew that in order to bring the Wu Clan back to the world, it would take a huge amount of merit and luck.

Even if Jie Jiao could afford it, it would still be a pain in the neck. The bones are moved, and the foundation is greatly damaged.

With so much merit and luck, isn't it good to train your own disciples?

So Pingxin doesn't believe the words in the jade slip, but has to give up a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, he will always live in this dark underworld. Among them, the Wu clan will only gradually decline

".Walking through the wilderness again?"

A layer of light burst out from the cracked woman's eyes, and the cracks on her face suddenly emitted billowing golden light.

A bell rang in the woman's ears, causing the woman to let out a scream.

"ah! Donghuang Bell, Taiyi, you are already dead and you still want to cause trouble!"

"Xuan Ming, don't be angry, I'll help you!"

Ping Xin frowned, stretched out his jade finger, and touched the cracked woman's body lightly, injecting the powerful power of law into Xuan Ming's body.

Soon the golden light on Xuan Ming's body gradually dimmed, and the cracks returned to their original state.

"I'm fine, sister Pingxin!"

"Alas, my witch clan is the son of the earth. If you can survive in the wild land for millions of years.

The injuries left by the Donghuang Bell will definitely heal, but it’s a pity that my sister is incompetent and can’t protect you!"

The sadness in Ping Xin's eyes became more and more intense. She knew that the reason why Xuan Ming held on was because of her.

This endless netherworld was too lonely. If she didn't have a sister to accompany her, I'm afraid she would have gone crazy.

Unfortunately, she was in the netherworld. Although she is equivalent to a saint, the Donghuang Bell has damaged the origin of Xuanming. If she wants to save Xuanming, she must either eliminate the laws of the Donghuang Bell bit by bit by herself.

Or she can heal the scars with the merits of heaven. Relying on external force to expel Xuan Ming is likely to cause serious damage again

"Haha, sister, you don’t have to be like this. The Golden Crow line is not dead yet, and I won’t die until my brother’s revenge is avenged!"

When he thought of several brothers, in order to protect him, they rushed forward and blew themselves up to block the Donghuang Bell, dragging Donghuang Tai to death together.

The murderous intention in Xuan Ming's eyes couldn't help but leak out, causing the golden light to be ready to move again.

"Calm down and don't think too much!"

Outside Xiqi City, in the Yin Shang camp

"Shouldn't they still fight?"

Zhang Guifang looked at the summons in front of her and asked, with a trace of dissatisfaction flashing in her eyes.

"Returning to the marshal, Xiqi is still holding up the battle-free card. No matter how we call for formation, no one pays attention!"

"Huh, what a coward!"

Wang Mo smashed the low table in front of him with a slap and yelled angrily.

They accepted Wen Zhong's invitation and came to deal with Xiqi.

As a result, they have been here for more than ten days in a row without making any progress, which made everyone agitated.

"It's a pity that my uncle has issued a strict order and we are not allowed to kill mortals.

Otherwise, my brothers and I will directly enter Xiqi City and kill all those Ji Chang and San Yisheng!".