Dragon and Tiger Taoist

In the dark sky, eleven pillars of light stand tall and illuminate the ten directions.

In the deepest part of the Central Continent, in the land of the six reincarnations, Heishan's true body is sleeping here. The hexagonal reincarnation that has completed its transformation hangs above its head, scattering endless reincarnation fairy light. In the six reincarnations, a white lotus follows the flow, sometimes born and sometimes dead.

As the hexagonal reincarnation disk, a strange treasure, transforms into a supreme treasure, the reincarnation of heaven and earth is further improved, and the golden light of the White Lotus Mother becomes dimmer and dimmer. It was originally cut open by Wusheng with the sword of the other shore, and it is no longer perfect. Now facing the consumption of this reincarnation, it is more and more overwhelmed.

It was at this time that Heishan felt something in his heart and quietly opened his eyes.

In recent years, the underworld has cleaned up the acquired gods, spread faith in the Yang world, and established a more comprehensive system of gods. Its power is increasing day by day. The most obvious manifestation is that the overall fortune of the underworld is constantly rising, and all gods have received corresponding benefits.

As the most superior person in the underworld, Heishan naturally gets the most benefits. With the help of the power of the underworld, his control over Yinmingtian has reached 80%. This is an extremely terrifying force, but the corresponding pressure it brings to Heishan is even greater, making it difficult for Heishan to bear.

After all, Heishan's time to become a Taoist is still too short. Even with the blessing of Yinmingtian, his cultivation of the golden nature still stops at the small success stage, which is the third turn according to the internal division of Longhu Mountain.

Under such circumstances, Heishan has basically been sleeping in Yinmingtian for these years, suppressing the reincarnation, wearing away the golden nature of the White Lotus Mother, and trying to make her fall as soon as possible, while practicing in the reincarnation, using the power of reincarnation to polish the golden nature.

"The Book of the Underworld... It's Zhining."

Looking at the east, Heishan's eyes moved slightly.

The Book of Hell is a treasure bred by Yinmingtian. It is related to the fate of all beings and is extraordinary. However, the most important function of this treasure is to monitor life and death. It cannot be moved lightly, so Heishan has kept it in the underworld. In addition to him, only the other four ghost emperors in the underworld can activate the power of the Book of Hell. No one else can, including the six underworlds. All they can see is the secondary volume.

Not finding anything unusual, Heishan retracted his gaze.

"The six-cornered reincarnation disk has become a treasure. My speed of tempering gold is getting faster and faster. It won't be long before I can break through the fourth turn, and the old mother Bailian can't hold on."

A thought of birth and death, Heishan fell into silence again.

At the same time, on the Eastern Continent, Bai Zhining had already opened the Book of Hell.

"I am in charge of the life and death of all beings in the underworld. No matter how deep you hide, I can find you."

Covered with divine light, the emperor's throne shook, Bai Zhining used his magical powers to directly use the power of the Book of Hell to reflect Yunhuang, reflecting the fate of hundreds of millions of lives in Yunhuang.

"Before this era, reincarnation was incomplete, and it was difficult to see the past lives of all living beings, or most living beings did not have so-called past lives at all, but Yunmiao Tianzun was different after all. If he was really still alive, he would have either stolen the secrets of heaven or returned."

Thoughts collided, and Bai Zhining kept using the power of the Book of Hell to look for traces of Yunmiao Tianzun.

Time passed, and it was unknown how long it had passed. Bai Zhining's face became paler and paler, and finally she closed the Book of Hell under the heavy burden.

"I can't find it, I can't find it at all. Could it be that Yunmiao Tianzun does not exist at all, or that he has achieved immortality, transcended life and death, and is no longer restricted by the Book of Hell?"

Nothing was found, and Bai Zhining was full of confusion.

Yunhuang suspected that there was immortal power left, but this did not mean that Yunmiao Tianzun had achieved immortality. Using some strange magical powers or relying on the power of the treasure could also achieve similar effects. Compared with these two possibilities, the possibility of Yunmiao Tianzun ascending to immortality is very small, because every immortal is destined to be a great existence that leaves a name between heaven and earth, and it is impossible to have no traces.

It is precisely because of this that Bai Zhining wanted to use the power of the Book of Hell to find out the present body of Yunmiao Tianzun.

Everything has its cause, and the person who tied the bell must be the one who untied it. As long as the present body of Yunmiao Tianzun is known, then all the difficulties in Yunhuang can be solved naturally. This is the simplest way, but now she has failed, and the Book of Hell cannot find the location of Yunmiao Tianzun.

Of course, the biggest possibility of this phenomenon is that Yunmiao Tianzun has not reincarnated at all, and he has died forever. In this case, the Book of Hell naturally cannot find him.

And just when Bai Zhining used the Book of Hell, in the deepest part of Yunhuang, in a palace that had been silent for who knows how many years, a figure quietly opened his eyes, his face and figure changed constantly, sometimes like an old man, sometimes like a middle-aged man, and sometimes like a child.

"The power of fate, everything is changing. I never thought that in addition to the Book of Heaven, there is such a treasure in this world."

The old, mature, and childish voices overlapped, and the figure sighed softly.

"It seems that this is the Book of the Underworld in their memory. It is controlled by the underworld, which makes sense. After all, everything has cause and effect. Now the underworld has the greatest cause and effect with me."

The figure solidified and turned into a white-haired, hunchbacked old man, wearing a colorful cloud brocade robe, holding a red hydrangea in his hand, with very long eyebrows with a faint red rhyme at the end, deep eyes, and an ancient breath, as if he had walked out of history.

"The ultimate control of the earth, such a force is quite impressive even in my era, perhaps just a little worse than the Zhoutian Divine Court. If there is no cause and effect connection, I almost thought it was related to the Earth Mother."

"But no matter what, such a force cannot be underestimated."

With a thought, the old man blurred all causes and effects by using his magical power.

He is originally an innate divine being who controls the cause and effect of all living beings. He is extremely powerful and is a top-notch existence among all the innate divine beings. In addition, because of his strange causal powers, even strong men at the same level are generally unwilling to provoke him. The only one who can truly suppress him is God.

But then the world changed, and he realized that something was not good. The old man Karma ended the cause and effect with his own death, leaving a backup plan and returning today. As for the so-called Yunmiao Tianzun, it was actually just a fruit he cultivated. His power spread throughout the world.

To this day, all the spirits in the Yunhuang are the fruits of his cultivation. Taking this as a guide can point out the path for him as the cause, and the three ancestors of the side sect are the temporary carriers he has chosen for himself. They The Tao originated from him and now belongs to him.

With such conditions, he finally returned smoothly, even a little earlier than originally expected.

"This Yunhuang is where I develop my path, and it is related to my path. Now it's hard to give in."

After playing with cause and effect, the old man fell into deep thought.

But at this moment, he noticed something and suddenly cast his gaze towards the void.

"Are you really not dead?"

Whispering softly, the figure of the old man Qiu disappeared.