Chapter 171 Send Yang Jian! A Fair Gift——

In the void on one side of the underworld.

When seeing the power of the eye on Yang Jian's forehead burst out and break through the suppression of the underworld's authority, Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren were both stunned.

Only Yuding Zhenren showed a look of "as expected".

But it was fleeting.

As a teacher, how could Yuding Zhenren not know about the eye on Yang Jian's forehead?

But...

Yuding Zhenren only knew that the eye was a powerful treasure that evolved in Yang Jian's body.

But he couldn't guess the origin of the eye.

However, it must be an extremely powerful treasure. After all, Yang Jian, who is now at the level of Daluo Jinxian, cannot completely control the power of the eye.

How could it be an ordinary treasure?

But Yuding Zhenren was not happy at this time.

No matter how powerful the Eye of Heaven is, it can even allow Yang Jian to possess the power of a quasi-saint with his Daluo body, but...

Yu Ding Zhenren carefully looked at Hou Tu, who was smiling gently.

With this person here, let alone the power of a quasi-saint, even if there is really a quasi-saint, no, even if there are ten or a hundred quasi-saints, it will be useless.

But the subsequent development was beyond Yu Ding Zhenren's expectations.

Hou Tu did not make a move at all, or it could be said that Hou Tu did not make a move at all.

It was just a female cultivator who walked out of the void, raised her hand, and suppressed Yang Jian on the spot, even the power of the Eye of Heaven, which seemed unstoppable to him, was suppressed together.

"Quasi-saint?"

Yu Ding Zhenren's heart skipped a beat, but then he became confused.

He was not surprised that there was a quasi-saint in the underworld. Before they came, their brothers and sisters were prepared to face the quasi-saint.

But...

The quasi-saint who made a move now... was not a person from the underworld... a ghost.

Although there are few dealings with the Netherworld, the whole prehistoric world knows that the underworld...does not recruit people in the prehistoric world.

Even the Daluo Jinxian and the Quasi-Sage have no chance of joining the underworld.

The underworld...only ghosts can join it.

The many ghost emperors and ghosts in the underworld now are all cultivated by the underworld from scratch.

So...

Even if there are Quasi-Sages in the underworld, they must be Quasi-Sages of Ghost Cultivation.

And the one who suppressed Yang Jian was not a Quasi-Sage of Ghost Cultivation.

Jade Ding Zhenren was still very sure that he would not be wrong about this.

And Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren on the side, like Yuding Zhenren, looked at the person who made the move in the distance with a strange expression.

But compared to Yuding Zhenren, who joined Yuxu Palace the shortest time and rarely ventured in the prehistoric world,

At this time, whether it was Taiyi Zhenren or Huanglong Zhenren, they had already recognized the turtle spirit who made the move.

After all, the turtle spirit was not an unknown person in the prehistoric world.

There is no other person in the whole prehistoric world who can fight against the great power of the quasi-saint and the great witch Xiangliu with his Daluo body.

And Hou Tu, who was standing by, naturally saw this scene at this time.

Although the smile on her face was still gentle, Hou Tu was extremely surprised in her heart.

After all, even she did not expect that Yang Jian's burst of heavenly eyes would actually cross the endless distance and appear in front of Gui Ling and the others.

The underworld is vast, and there is an endless distance in between.

This probability is really less than one in a billion.

If it weren't for the fact that she was the largest in the underworld, Hou Tu would even suspect that someone had done something.

Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental.

And at this moment.

Not far from Hou Tu, a crack appeared quietly in the void.

Gui Ling walked out of the crack in the void.

Although she had seen it once before, Hou Tu still looked weird when she saw Gui Ling tearing the void easily again.

Although she could see that the method used by Gui Ling was not to tear the void directly like her, but to perform a method that she did not know.

But even so.

It was still enough to shock Hou Tu.

The underworld was opened up by her, and no one knew better than her how solid the void of the underworld was.

To be honest, if it was her before she became a saint, or even her elder brother, the Space Ancestor Wu Dijiang, they might not be able to move in the void of the underworld.

But this Gui Ling...it was so light that he might not even notice the difference between the void of the underworld and the void of the prehistoric world.

Hou Tu could only sigh in his heart that he was worthy of being the disciple of Senior Changsheng.

"Fellow Daoist Hou Tu!"

Gui Ling greeted softly.

"Fellow Daoist Hou...Fellow Daoist Hou Tu?"

When Jade Ding Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren saw Gui Ling, who suppressed Yang Jian on the spot, walk out of the void.

And the moment he called out "Daoyou Hou Tu", everyone was shocked and looked at Gui Ling with disbelief.

Hou Tu...

Any cultivator with a little knowledge and a little brain in the prehistoric world would probably associate this name with the Saint of the Underworld and the Lady of Peaceful Heart.

How could she...how could she have the guts to call Hou Tu "Daoyou"?

But this was something the three of them had missed.

Not to mention that it was Hou Tu who called out "Daoyou" first.

Even if it wasn't, as they were both seeking the path, what was wrong with calling each other "Daoyou"?

The word "Daoyou" had no negative or positive meanings, it was just a name.

As long as there is no seniority gap between master and disciple, even if you meet Taoist ancestor Hongjun, you can call him Taoist friend.

Hongjun will not beat you to ashes because of this, and he said something like "cats and dogs dare to call him fellow Taoist."

but...

As disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, as disciples of the saint, deep down in their hearts, they have placed the status of the saint too high.

It divided heaven and earth between the saints and them, creating a gap that they could not cross.

This is not good, even if...

This is true!

But if this mentality is not gradually corrected later, it is destined that they will not have the possibility of enlightenment in this life.

Not to mention the inner activities of the three masters of Chanjiao.

Here, the turtle spirit walked out of the void, holding in his hand the very party that suppressed Yang Jian's small world.

And Yang Jian, who is still crazy and has not woken up, is in this small world.

"Disciple."

Master Yuding on the side looked at Yang Jian in the small world and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yang Jian’s master?

Hearing this, Guiling looked at Master Yuding.

Then...

Later period of Da Luo?

Turtle was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Jian who was suppressed by her.

In the Xiaoqian World, the violent Yang Jian kept activating the power of the Sky Eye, and attacks that exceeded the level of Da Luo were raging in the Xiaoqian World.

Gui Ling couldn't help but wonder, could Yang Jian's master be able to defeat Yang Jian?

Is this the legendary saying that the young are better than the blue?

To be honest, it is extremely rare among the great powers in the world for a disciple's cultivation to surpass that of his master.

Especially this kind of thing, which has surpassed his master in ten thousand years, is even more rare among the rare.

Despite all the slanders in his heart, Gui Ling never glanced at Master Yuding from the beginning to the end.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, this madman who invaded the underworld will be handed over to fellow Taoist Houtu." Gui Lingtuo held up Little Thousand Worlds and sent it into Houtu's hands.

Looking at the Little Thousand Worlds flying towards her, the gentle smile on Hou Tu's face remained unchanged, and he held the Little Thousand Worlds directly in his hand with one hand.

Looking at the suppressed Yang Jian, the gentle smile on his face did not change at all.

"Your hands have some shadow of your master's back then." Hou Tu looked at Gui Ling and said with a smile.

"Back then, your master was living in seclusion in the wild world. Almost no one in the wild world knew about your master's reputation."

"At that time, the Demon Clan Emperor Jun came against your master for some unknown reason. This was how your master behaved at that time."

"With a single movement of his hand, a whole world was smashed out."

"Suppress the Zhoutianxingdou formation composed of the demon clan Emperor Jun, Taiyi and hundreds of great Luo demon gods and demon saints."

"If your master had not spared his hand at that time, hundreds of millions of demon clans would have died directly at the hands of your master."

"After that battle, your master's name was spread throughout the world for the first time, and for the first time the great masters in the world knew that there was a great master living in seclusion in the East China Sea."

Hou Tu said softly, with some emotion in his voice.

If it were before becoming a saint, Hou Tu might still have imagined that Emperor Jun Taiyi and most of the top leaders of the demon clan were destroyed in the East China Sea.

Then maybe there would have been no subsequent events, there would have been no lich war, and then their witch clan's dominance in the wilderness would not have ended up like this.

But after becoming a saint, Pingxin understood.

The decline of the Witch Clan will not be affected by the state of the Demon Clan.

The Lich Tribulation, the Lich Era, was originally an opportunity for their Lich Clan, and it was also a great calamity for their Lich Clan.

No matter which one of their two clans is in this era, they will be met by fate, even if Emperor Jun Taiyi dies.

There will also be other demon emperors who will lead the demon clan to rise up and compete with their witch clan.

And after the Lich Tribulation began, they were destined to decline and remain in the wilderness.

This is God's will.

It is the will of God that she cannot disobey even if she becomes a saint now.

Thinking like this, Hou Tu's expression also became a little depressed and fleeting.

As a saint, with her state of mind, she did not collapse even when the Witch Clan was just destroyed.

Now I will no longer be immersed in the past and let myself feel depressed and regretful.

Then Hou Tu said softly.

Masters Yuding, Taiyi and Huanglong on the side all showed surprise in their eyes.

This period of history is too long after all.

It has been so long that even those powerful monks who witnessed it with their own eyes have almost forgotten this matter.

In addition, Ao Changsheng practiced in seclusion all year round and no longer walked around in the wilderness.

This also led to the fact that almost all the new monks in the whole prehistoric era knew about this kind of thing.

When Gui Ling on the side heard Hou Tu's words, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Even she didn't know about this.

This surprised Guiling.

Of course, it was not unexpected that her master would have such a brilliant record?

But her master has never brag to her, which is simply unbelievable.

"It seems that the master of fellow Taoist Gui Ling has not told you, maybe... in the eyes of senior Changsheng, that matter is not worth mentioning at all!"

"After all, to Senior Changsheng, the demon clan... is nothing at all." Houtu shook his head slightly and said softly.

"Maybe!" Guiling couldn't deny it.

There is absolutely no one in the world who knows her master's temperament better than she does.

Since she didn't brag about this matter, it's probably not worth mentioning at all, but she may have forgotten it.

The communication between Hou Tu and Gui Ling.

It also shocked the three real people of the Chan Sect.

They naturally knew who Di Jun and Tai Yi were.

Although they had never seen them in person, there were records of these two in the historical materials of Yuxu Palace.

There is also the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, the clan-suppressing formation of the demon clan in those days.

In the prehistoric world, there is even a chance to compete for the first formation in the prehistoric world, the world-shaking formation.

Such a person, such a formation, was defeated by the master of Gui Ling in front of them.

And Hou Tu also called him the senior of longevity.

Could it be...

The master of Gui Ling is also a saint.

How is this possible.

Thinking of this, Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren instinctively didn't believe it.

There are ten saints in the prehistoric world.

First of all, there is the Taoist Hongjun, who is in harmony with the Way of Heaven and is also the ancestor of the Honghuang Xuanmen.

Then there are the Three Pure Ones, the Taoist Laozi of Taiqing Daode Tianzun, the Taoist Yuanshi of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun Yuanshi, and the Taoist Tongtian of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun.

The Western Two Saints Jieyin Saint and Zhunti Saint.

The Saint of the Human Race Nuwa Saint and the Saint of the Human Race Fuxi Saint.

And there is Houtu in front of them, or the Saint of the Netherworld Pingxin.

Apart from this, no other saints have been heard of.

"I'm afraid it's someone who was born earlier, took advantage of his seniority, and bullied the weak with a gun before the demon race became stronger!"

This is what Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren thought of at this time.

And Huanglong Zhenren, at this time, couldn't help but think of a legend, a legend of his dragon clan.

Legend has it that in the depths of the East China Sea, there is an ancestor of the dragon clan who has been practicing in seclusion in ancient times.

As for the ancestor's cultivation, some say it is at the peak of quasi-saints, some say it is saints, and some say it has surpassed saints.

In short, there are all kinds of rumors.

In the past, the relationship between Huang Long Zhenren and the dragon clan was not very harmonious, and he just thought it was an absurd rumor.

As a dragon clan, Huang Long Zhenren naturally understands the temperament of their dragon clan. If there is a saint dragon in his dragon clan.

I am afraid that he has been rampant in the prehistoric world for a long time, and he would not shrink back to the four seas and act low-key.

However...

Now combined with the conversation between Hou Tu and Gui Ling in front of him, the hidden power in the depths of the prehistoric world.

"The legend of the dragon clan, it can't be true!" Huang Long couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.

Of course.

Whether it is the disbelief of Yu Ding Zhenren and Tai Yi Zhenren, or the speculation in Huang Long Zhenren's heart.

For Gui Ling and Hou Tu, it is irrelevant and not worth mentioning.

After handing Yang Jian to Hou Tu, Gui Ling did not intend to stay for long.

Just by looking at the three great Luos of the Chan Sect, Gui Ling knew that Hou Tu, or Ping Xin, would be busy next!

"Wait a minute."

Faced with Gui Ling's farewell, Hou Tu called Gui Ling softly.

Then, under Gui Ling's surprised eyes, he raised his hand and drew a line in the void, and a familiar void crack suddenly opened.

At this moment, Gui Ling's eyes involuntarily looked at the void crack.

Needless to say, the other end of this void crack is the Ping Xin Saint in the Netherworld.

Hou Tu sent the small world that suppressed Yang Jian in his hand to the other end of the void crack. At the same time, a stream of light flew out of the void crack and fell into Gui Ling's sea of ​​consciousness.

"This is..."

At this time, Gui Ling's Yuan Shen was running rapidly. In just a moment, he had already understood what this stream of light was.

This is a coordinate.

A coordinate outside the Netherworld.

Gui Ling raised his head in confusion and looked at the void crack.

However, the void crack had disappeared and returned to its original state.

Gui Ling turned to look at Hou Tu, but hadn't asked yet.

Hou Tu still had a gentle smile on her face and said softly: "When you get to hell, you will naturally know what this is."

After that, without waiting for Gui Ling to react, she took the three Daluo of the Chan Sect and stepped out, disappearing in front of Gui Ling.

Looking at Hou Tu who was leaving, Gui Ling was silent for a while before saying faintly: "These seniors... do they like to talk halfway?"