The Pan King of the Ancient World Proved the Way

"Senior Houtu, are you joking with this junior?"

Taoist Qinglian forced a smile and asked.

In fact, his heart had sunk to the bottom, and he didn't understand what went wrong.

It is too shameful to be a disciple of a saint.

However, Hou Tu showed a surprised expression: "I am the Lord of Reincarnation, how can I joke with this junior? I want to walk around the world with a bull's head and a horse's face to catch the evil ghosts lingering in the world. How can I do it if my cultivation level is too low? I am the Taiyi Golden Immortal, He is also a disciple of a saint, his methods are extraordinary, and he is suitable for the position of the bull's head."

Hou Tu's words came from his heart, and they also gave Tongtian Cult Master enough face.

The Ten Palaces of Yama, or the Ghost Emperor of the Ten Directions, is such a respected position. If a Taiyi Golden Immortal takes the position, wouldn't it make all the powerful gods laugh at her and laugh at the fact that she has no knowledge of people behind her?

Moreover, Taiyi Golden Immortal was extremely weak in the underworld and could not control the Daluo Ghost King in the underworld.

Taoist Qinglian was too young to look at the ghosts in the prehistoric world, and he thought more highly of himself.

With his current level of cultivation, even if he is a bull-headed horse-faced person, he may not be good at it. He went to the ancient world to seduce souls, and when he met those veteran Taiyi Golden Immortals, he couldn't win at all.

An emotion called anger filled Taoist Qinglian's chest, and his face became gloomy and ugly.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches all watched the change in Taoist Qinglian's expression, and when they saw Taoist Qinglian's expression, they were not happy either.

The ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal was not even qualified to talk to them. Not only did they receive Taoist Qinglian, they also kindly arranged a position for him with a bull's head.

Any Taiyi Golden Immortal would feel extremely honored. Taoist Qinglian actually looked down on them?

Chapter 109 Seeking Death

Taoist Qinglian is so frustrated!

His status is so noble. He is a disciple of the future saint disciple of Master Tongtian. As long as he becomes a saint, he can walk sideways in the wilderness.

He remembered that in myths and legends, Guangchengzi, a weakling golden immortal, went to Beiming to ask for the Hetu Luoshu from the ancestor Kunpeng. He was so arrogant that the ancestor Kunpeng could only knock out his teeth and swallow his blood, and did not dare to show it to Guangchengzi. A little bit of murderous intent.

He still remembered that when the saint's disciples visited Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuan Immortal was willing to discuss friendship with the saint's disciples and his peers, and lowered his seniority by one generation, for fear of offending the saint's majesty.

Even a boy next to Ancestor Hongjun can be the Heavenly Emperor, but he is the direct disciple and grandson of Ancestor Hongjun. He can't even become a Ghost Emperor?

The Witch Clan is nothing, the human race is the protagonist of the world in the future, the Witch Clan is destined to exit, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches will also be destroyed.

"What an insidious Hou Tu, what a despicable Twelve Ancestral Witches. I plan meritorious deeds for you, so it's fine if you don't appreciate it. You still have such a way to insult me."

Taoist Qinglian remained calm, but he felt resentment towards the Twelve Ancestral Witches in his heart.

"Hmph! Without me, so what if you know the six paths of reincarnation? Can you figure out the specific details? In the end, you don't have to beg me!"

As he thought about it, Taoist Qinglian had a wicked smile on his lips.

He seemed to be extremely confident in his own talents and felt that without him, Houtu would not be able to complete the construction of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

However, he didn't know that he had no plans to build an underworld at all.

The underworld is not from the Witch Clan.

Hou Tu's realm is unfathomable, and she has already seen the reason why the gods allowed the witch clan to break through the underworld.

Now that the Law of Reincarnation has been completed by her, the use value of the Witch Clan is gone. They will never let the underworld fall into the hands of the Witch Clan.

Besides, Hou Tu didn't bother to play with the fate of ordinary immortals.

The underworld mentioned by Taoist Qinglian is completely a tool used by Xuanmen to monitor the world and arrange the fate of other living beings.

As soon as the Twelve Ancestral Witches heard Taoist Qinglian's story, they heard a strong control-ism style with Xuanmen characteristics. Therefore, Di Jiang thought it was the leader of Tongtian who came up with it.

The Wu Clan is not a Taoist clan, and they don’t pay attention to big and small trends. How could they build such an underworld?

Taoist Qinglian took a deep breath and tried to return his expression to normal.

"Senior Houtu, my junior's teacher is Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and my master is Hongjun Daozu. How can I hold the position of a bull-headed soul restrainer? Senior, please think twice!"

"evil creature!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had not yet expressed their emotions or opinions, but Laozi from Laojun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun from Kunlun Mountain, and Tongtian Cult Master from Wanku Mountain all made scoldings at the same time.

Sanqing is angry!

Taoist Qinglian's words were not wrong, and Sanqing thought so in his heart.

Xuanmen has always wanted to control the world and let their disciples fill important positions in the world.

The prehistoric world belongs to them, it belongs to Xuanmen. How can their disciples do such a thankless thing as soul-binding?

However, you can't tell it!

When Taoist Qinglian spoke, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could hear it, King Pan could hear it, and then everyone in the prehistoric world heard it.

Originally, the great powers of the heavens regarded Xuanmen as a savage beast and were extremely hostile. When Taoist Qinglian said this, Xuanmen's grand plans and ambitions were completely exposed in front of the great powers of the heavens.

Taoist Qinglian originally held his head high and his chest high, but when he told about his background, he was full of pride and pride, and his brows were filled with unruly and arrogance.

However, when the scoldings of Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun rang in his ears, his mind was shaken and his mind went blank.

The leader of Tongtian Cult has not yet become a saint, so he relies on Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun.

The Three Pure Ones are one, and if the Twelve Ancestral Witches want to deal with the Tongtian Cult Leader, they have to worry about the two brothers behind the Tongtian Cult Leader.

He never expected that his words would arouse the dissatisfaction of Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun.

What did he say wrong?

He was about to defend himself when he looked up and saw the twelve ancestral witches looking at him with playful expressions.

"Fellow Taoist Lao Tzu, fellow Taoist Yuanshi, and fellow Taoist Tongtian, you have heard me. In the eyes of your disciples, Senior Hongjun is the greatest, and he is the third greatest. You Xuanmen really want to dominate you, and you cannot tolerate the likes of us. Don’t you have a fellow teacher like Taoist Hongjun?”

Dijiang let out a long roar, and the sound directly broke through the boundary between yin and yang, spread into the prehistoric world, spread all over the heaven and earth, and fell clearly into the ears of every living thing.

"What!"

Taoist Qinglian was surprised.

He was surprised, not because he thought of his mistake, but because he didn't expect that Di Jiang would dare to question Sanqing.

In his heart, except for Patriarch Hongjun, Sanqing has the highest status, and other great gods have to stay away.

It can only be said that deep-rooted ideas are difficult to change. Taoist Qinglian was so obsessed with it that he regarded the content as myth, history, and truth. After coming to a world that is much the same, I still can't change my original ideas.

When Di Jun's voice fell, the world was in an uproar.

Those powerful officials had long been worried about the rise of Xuanmen, and were afraid that after Xuanmen became stronger, some juniors would take advantage of their status as disciples of saints and oppress them in various ways. But he never expected that before the prehistoric world had reached the era of "deposing hundreds of schools and respecting Xuanmen alone", Xuanmen disciples would jump out.

Looking at it this way, the threat from Xuanmen is too great.

"A small second-generation disciple of Xuanmen, who is not even a Daluo Jinxian, dares to dream of obtaining a high position in the underworld. It's terrible, it's terrible!"

"Yes! If several Daoists from Xuanmen become saints, a boy from Xuanmen can become the Lord of the Three Realms."

"What kind of oath did fellow Taoist I make at the Ten Thousand Worlds Xuanmen Taoism Conference? So soon, the true colors were revealed."

All the great powers in the heavens were talking about it, and they were all palpitating, waiting quietly for what was going to happen next.

They are fortunate that in the prehistoric times, there are still forces that can confront Xuanmen and the strength that can restrain Xuanmen.

I, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Cult Leader, Nuwa Empress... all the powerful Xuanmen changed their colors.

After Yuanshi Tianzun became a saint, Xuanmen's life became much better, but he still couldn't be careless!

In an era when even the most powerful people above the Quasi-Sage cannot take action, they only have Ran Deng Taoist as their thug. How can they fight against the powerful people in the heavens?

Even if they take action, King Pan, Hou Tu, Wu Clan, Monster Clan, Vacuum Hometown, these forces will also take action.

Thinking about the battle of saint series makes my scalp numb. In the end, the greatest damage can only be done to the prehistoric world.

"Junior Brother Tongtian, Taoist Qinglian is your disciple, you can handle it yourself!"

I closed my eyes and stopped looking, caring, and asking.

Chapter 110 King Pan enters the scene

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, congratulations to fellow Taoist for attaining enlightenment!"

The broad figure of Master Tongtian appeared in the underworld. He stood upright in the void with no expression on his face.

"teacher!"

Taoist Qinglian felt relaxed for a while and hurriedly saluted the leader of Tongtian Cult.

When the leader of Tongtian comes, he will be safe.

It's a pity that the leader of Tongtian didn't even look at Taoist Qinglian. After congratulating Houtu, he said to Di Jiang.

"Fellow Taoist Dijiang, Teacher Hongjun established Xuanmen with the intention of maintaining the peace of the ancient world and educating all living beings. We will never tolerate those who are outside the Xuanmen."

He didn't care whether Di Jiangxiang believed it or not. He first explained his disciple's reckless words and deeds to prevent Taoist Qinglian's words from being confirmed.

Di Jiang definitely didn't believe it. With the power of power, it was not up to him to decide what he wanted.

Dijiang himself is an example.

Ordinary innate spiritual materials and innate elixirs have basically no effect on him, but after he discovers them, he will definitely bring these innate items back to the Witch Clan.

In the same way, when great masters like Xuanmen have disciples, they will consider their disciples in everything.

If Patriarch Hongjun opens Zixiao Palace again, he must choose the Lord of the Three Realms. These great masters of Xuanmen will definitely recommend their own disciples who have little cultivation and no ability, rather than recommending other capable masters.