Ji Taoist

It was expected that Hou Tu Shen was not as powerful as expected. Yan Buzhi collected spiritual materials in the Netherworld and began to deliberately approach the nearby Rakshasa tribe to inquire for information.

"I don't know when the war with Yuan Nether will end."

"Who says it's not the case? Almost all the monks in our tribe have been transferred to the battlefield. Now if we encounter some ghost beasts in groups, the tribe is in danger of being destroyed."

Yan Buzhi hid in the dark and eavesdropped, holding his chin and thinking for a while.

"It seems that Yuan Youming is very powerful."

The monks are much more powerful than mortals when attacking a city. Not to mention Yuanying, even a group of golden elixir monks can destroy the world. However, they must destroy the enemy as much as possible and seize political power. , regardless of how both sides arrange their troops, there must be huge consumption.

Both monks and resources are being burned as a condition for victory.

"But why is there no news about this matter in the Five Realms?"

Yan Buzhi was a little strange. Logically speaking, Yuanying monks could already enter the underworld. Even if they saw that they were not going to participate in the war, some news would be spread.

But Yan Buzhi never heard of these things, whether in the Dongxing Sea Area or the Xisha River Basin. Could it be that someone deliberately blocked the news?

Thinking about it this way, it is possible that the monks will not interfere with the unification war in the Netherworld, and even if some casual cultivators come to the Netherworld, it is estimated that they will not be able to spread the news with the cooperation of those monks.

But what benefit does this have to those major practitioners?

"And it's a simple truth. Even if the cultivating forces in the five domains cannot make a fortune in the unification war in the Netherworld, there is no need to block this kind of news. Since there is no benefit, people have to block the news. Then someone must have given the order!”

Yan Buzhi squinted his eyes and realized something.

Perhaps the unification war in the Netherworld involves something serious, so those cultivating sects block the news. It may also be because of some kind of problem between the native races in the Netherworld and the creatures and ghosts in the five realms.

"But looking at it this way, if the native race gains the right to rule the Netherworld, then after people die and come to the Netherworld, won't they become their slaves?"

Yan Buzhi suddenly realized that the reason why the ancient warriors invaded the Netherworld might be because of this problem.

Later, myths and legends such as the Netherworld and the Ten Halls of Hell were spread in the world. Buddhism and Taoism also promoted the matter of the Netherworld. Only then did people have the idea of ​​people going to the underworld after death, living in the underworld, the Palace of Hell, Meng Po Tang and then passing away. This series of agreed upon events.

"Looking at it this way, no matter whether my identity is of any use here, I can't reveal it to others easily. After all, I am a monk from the Five Realms. Even if I am alone, I cannot get involved in the war in the Netherworld." Yan Buzhi's consciousness The unification war relationship in the Netherworld may be greater than I imagined, so I decided to go around these Asuras and Rakshasas and search for resources in the wilderness.

Apart from anything else, if he was discovered by the high priest of the Asura clan, he would probably not have an easy time.

Also, the Starry Sky Sect has become so powerful now. I don’t know who took over this sect. It can almost compete with the Asura and Rakshasa clans.

Yan Buzhi looked at the Starry Sky Cultists in robes and frowned at the way they commanded a tribe, and he knew the power of the Starry Sky Cult now.

Thinking about it, Yan Buzhi headed towards the wilderness.

Not two months later, Yan Buzhi suddenly stopped where he was and looked at the mountains not far away.

"Secret realm?"

Feeling the unusual fluctuations of Yin Ming Qi, Yan Buzhi's eyes lit up and he walked into it.

...

Southern Asura tribe.

The high priest Nan Asura was sitting on the observatory, closing his eyes to meditate and not practicing, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

"Haha, those people from the fake underworld are really weak. If someone hadn't interfered with it, I would have been in charge of the entire underworld fifty years ago!"

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the high priest and looked at him: "Chang Wu, what are you doing?"

Chang Wu said calmly: "I didn't do anything. I just lamented that after mobilizing so many manpower and material resources, we still haven't been able to take down the pseudo-underworld. I'm afraid the ministries can no longer bear it."

"The short labor pain doesn't mean anything. The sages of the Nine Heavens and Five Realms don't dare to go down to the lower realms, so I should handle the matter here."

"This..." Chang Wu opened his eyes and laughed: "I just hope you have already made a plan."

"Hmph!" The man turned around and faced the sky. He looked exactly like Yan Buzhi, but a trace of disdain flashed in his starry pupils and said:

"What? Do you also believe that the original origin of this world is just for the appearance of one person? Is it because of this that you gave up the idea of ​​going further?"

Chang Wu shook his head, but didn't say much.

"Really? It seems like you've seen it before."

"Is there any?"

"Isn't it?" The man chuckled: "So you guys are stupid. Those saints are imprisoned in this world and cannot escape. Do you think monks who are not even saints can leave this world?"

"Besides, do you know how many people besides me are watching?"

Chang Wu remained silent and did not respond.

The man snorted coldly: "Well, since you don't want to talk, let's talk about business. That kid from Yama in the pseudo-underworld can actually activate part of the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Why do you think it's because of that?"

"Buddhist sages, demons and..." Chang Wu pointed upward without elaborating.

"I think so too." The man nodded and then said: "In that case, do you know how to deal with that guy?"

"I will take action at the critical moment."

"That's good."

"But..." Chang Wu changed the topic and said: "When the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk collapsed, a piece of the Emperor's Soul was shattered. If we can't gather that Emperor's Soul, I'm afraid there will be no way to make the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk collapse. Re-merge."

"The soul of Huangtian?" The man frowned: "I remember that the soul of Houtu is in the hands of Emperor Mingluo. The soul of Huangtian is not here with you?"

Chang Wu shook his head: "Not here."

"Hmph, find a way to find it for me! Then Emperor Mingluo, I will find it myself!"

"yes."

As he said that, the man's figure gradually disappeared. Chang Wu sighed, stood up and said, "I have to go to work again."

As one of the few top monks in the Netherworld, it is impossible to say that he is not arrogant and despises everything after living for so many years.

It's just that now he is dying like an old man. He can't bring himself to do anything, and he doesn't know what happened.

However, Chang Wu still started to make preparations and went to various places to investigate the whereabouts of Huang Tian's soul.