Prehistoric: Traveling through Fuxi and opening up the mythical Da Luofa

Patriarch Styx nodded repeatedly and said.

"If fellow Taoist Houtu needs it, just use it."

Houtu casually moved in the direction of the Asura clan.

A neat set of official uniforms appeared on Qian Shura's body.

"From now on, you will be the ghost messenger of the underworld, responsible for picking up wandering souls and guiding them to reincarnation."

Those thousands of ghost messengers bowed their heads and said yes!

A white lantern made of unknown material appeared in the hands of ghost messengers.

The faint blue will-o'-the-wisp burns quietly in it.

The endless and confused wandering soul, looking for the light of the lantern, followed behind the ghost messenger, and set foot on the road to the underworld.

"This Huangquan Road can make these wandering souls lose their connection with the world, and let them recall the past."

On the road to Huangquan, in the eyes of that confused wandering soul, there is gradually a divine light!

After arranging the ghost messenger, Hou Tu pointed at the gate of the ghost again.

I saw two gods standing on both sides of the ghost gate.

One is Shen Tu, dressed in a colorful battle armor, with a majestic face, a martial posture, and a golden halberd in his hand!

One is Yu Lei, he is the brother of Shen Tu, with a serious face and a golden sword in his hand!

"You two are responsible for maintaining the peace of this ghost gate."

The two gods clasped their hands together and said yes!

When those confused wandering souls walked before this gate of hell, all their memories of life had been recovered.

With four claws on one leg and four wings on its back, a wandering monster with a snake head and an eagle body suddenly soared into the sky from the team, shouting in its mouth.

"My father is..."

A sharp sword light came out from under the ghost gate, splitting the wandering soul in half.

Shen Tu paused with his halberd, his eyes glowed with golden light, and his voice was like thunder.

"After entering the underworld, don't think about returning to the human world, just pass through this gate of hell and go to Fengdu City!"

With a smile in his eyes, Houtu nodded.

She is very satisfied with what Shen Tu and Yu Lei did.

When those wandering souls passed through the ghost gate and entered Fengdu City, Houtu encountered a difficult situation.

"These wandering souls should go through this human book one by one to judge the right and wrong of their lives, and then decide which reincarnation they should enter."

"It's just that there are so many wandering souls, what should I do?"

Houtu's eyes fell on the smiling Fuxi.

"Brother, do you have a plan?"

Fuxi smiled lightly and said.

"Since there are so many wandering souls, then set up the Ten Temples of Yama to be in charge of judging whether this is right or wrong."

"One hall and one Yan Luo are in charge of the affairs of different races."

Accompanied by Fu Xi's words, with a wave of Hou Tu's hand, ten people in splendid costumes and crowns appeared in Fengdu City.

The judge's pen and the book of life and death were also divided into ten parts and fell into the hands of King Yama of the ten halls.

"Since there is a distinction between good and evil, those who do good should enter the way of heaven, the way of humanity, and the way of Shura."

"Those who do evil, first enter the eighteen hells to wash away their sins, and then enter the animal realm."

Houtu sighed slightly, and asked.

"How should these eighteen levels of hell be set up?"

When building the underworld, she specially built this area, but nothing has been filled in it yet.

Fuxi put his eyes on the [-]th floor of hell, and spoke eloquently.

"Since it is to cleanse the sin, the punishment should be fierce."

"The first layer of tongue-pulling hell. All living people who sow discord, slander and harm others, glibly talk, argue with clever words, and lie and deceive others will all be sent to this tongue-pulling hell."

"The second level of hell with scissors is to cut short the fingers of those who instigate their wives to remarry."

"The third layer of Iron Tree Hell. Anyone who separates flesh and blood during life and instigates discord between father and son, brothers, sisters, and husband and wife will enter Iron Tree Hell after death. There are sharp knives on the tree, which are picked under the skin of people from the back and hung on the iron tree. .”

"The fourth floor..."

"The fifth floor..."

. . . . . .

"No. 18 layers of oil pot hell, whoring, thieves and robbers, bullying the good and the weak, falsely accusing and slandering others, eating animal meat, conspiring to seize other people's property, wives, going to the oil pot hell after death, stripping naked and throwing Fry in hot oil."

After hearing Fuxi's account of the eighteen levels of hell, Patriarch Styx's face was full of shock.

These punishments sound creepy, and it is even more arguing that they will be implemented.

Hou Tu was surprised at first, then nodded his head in agreement.

She pointed at the eighteen levels of hell, and the sea of ​​blood began to churn.

Countless little ghosts crawled out of the sea of ​​blood and entered the eighteen levels of hell.

Lay down the mountain of knives, light the sea of ​​fire, and set up the oil pan. . . . . .

Just waiting for the arrival of the sinful man.

Fuxi's eyes moved to the huge arch bridge above the sea of ​​blood.

"The name of this bridge is Naihe Bridge. Before the Naihe Bridge, there is the Homecoming Stone, which can be used by wandering souls before reincarnation to see the person they miss the most."

"After passing this Wangxiang Stone, you have to drink that bowl of Mengpo soup, forget the past, and go to the six reincarnations to reincarnate."

Fuxi was talking here, while Houtu continued to exert his mana over there.

An old woman in common clothes appeared on the Naihe Bridge.

In front of her, a pot of soup with unknown ingredients was boiling.

This whole set of basic procedures for ghosts entering the underworld has already been constructed.

Looking at the well-organized underworld, a relieved smile appeared on Houtu's face.

But Patriarch Styx was a little at a loss.

His ashram is already occupied by the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation, but now he doesn't know where to go?

Noticing Styx's expression, Houtu smiled slightly and said.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, my underworld has only just been built at the most basic level."

“There is still a lot to be perfected.”

Patriarch Minghe was overjoyed, Houtu's words also gave him a good place to go.

He arched his hands and said.

"It's good to leave those small errands to me. As for the big errands, if fellow Taoist Houtu is willing to give it to me, I am also a veteran."

After discussing with Styx about many follow-up matters in this underworld.

Houtu then set off and went back to Mount Buzhou with Fuxi.

She came out with Fuxi this time, but there was such a big commotion.

I haven't informed my sisters and brothers yet.

They must be worried!

Chapter 116 After the Tu Niangniang left the underworld, the two of them headed towards the Buzhou Mountain at an extremely fast speed.

On the way back, Hou Tu looked at the wild land.

The prehistoric land was clear and full of vitality.

Because the wandering souls are all heading towards the underworld, the prehistoric land is much better than before.

With a faint smile in Houtu's eyes, he soon arrived at the territory of the Wu clan.

Inside the Pangu Hall, eleven ancestor witches were sitting together discussing something.

Seeing Houtu and Fuxi coming back, they hurriedly greeted them.

"Little sister, you are back!"

Just as Di Jiang wanted to walk over, he was blinded by the dazzling golden light of virtue on Houtu's body.

"Such a great merit, what did you do, little girl?"

Zhu Rong looked at it in amazement, and suddenly, he noticed the cultivation of Houtu!

It is almost the same as that saint, with a huge cultivation base!

Although they are already restrained, but a trace of leakage is enough to suppress them!

"Little sister, your cultivation level..."

"Are you sanctified?!"

The eleven ancestral witches all surrounded them, and they would poke them twice from time to time.

Look at this little girl who is usually protected by them, is there anything different after sanctification?

Xuan Ming ferociously slapped back the curious claws stretched out by those unreliable brothers one by one.

Then he put his arms around Houtu's waist, so he was very intimate.

Hou Tu, who was used to her sister's actions, still smiled gently.

When she made up her mind to establish reincarnation, she once answered Fu Xi's question, saying that she did not regret it.

But now that he returned to Buzhou Mountain, after spending time with his brothers and sisters, he felt an unspeakable feeling in his chest.

"Hey, by the way, the little sister has become a saint, so we can't call her like before?"

Zhu Rong started the routine work.

He just said it in a serious manner, and no one else has noticed his intentions.

When he said this, many people were also drawn in.

They all stood there and thought about it.

Seeing that his brothers were thinking about this matter very seriously, Houtu also showed a strange expression.

She explained directly.

"In fact, I have not achieved the status of a saint. Now, strictly speaking, I am only a quasi-sage."

The only ones who can fight with saints are quasi-sages who go back and forth.

After Houtu finished explaining, he thought that his brothers would listen.

After a closer look, they were still in a state of deep thought.

Zhu Rong rubbed his chin with a very deep look, which he learned from a guy in white from Yaozu.

Among other things, it looks really smart.

"Little sister has become a saint now, how about we call Houtu saint in the future?"

Gonggong shook his head, with the light of wisdom shining in his eyes.

"I think it should be the same as Nuwa's sister, and it's called Empress Dowager."

Hou Tu's face has become extremely ugly.

She directly raised her fist and punched Zhu Rong down!

boom--!

The entire Buzhou Mountain shook several times because of Houtu's punch on the ground!