Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

"Big chance! It's really a big chance!"

General Xuehai couldn't calm down anymore, and even grinned, showing a smile. From the eyes of others, his smile at this time was wretched, as if possessed by a demon.

The faces of many ghosts and gods suddenly became strange.

Who told you to be calm just now, don't you feel your cheeks hurt when you behave like this.

"Grandma, look quickly, this copybook is extremely extraordinary!"

With a solemn face, General Xuehai handed the copybook to the mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law frowned slightly, took the copybook, and couldn't help but said: "What the hell is it that deserves your gaffe?"

She was a little cautious in her heart, and put some presbyopic eyes on the copybook.

The next moment, the old look on her face disappeared instantly, and her stooped body stood upright in shock.

As if suddenly awakened from a big dream, he exclaimed, "How is this possible? It's actually the words of a sage!"

She stared at the copybook carefully again, without blinking her eyes, and the more she looked, the more surprised she became. In the end, her eyes were rounded, her mouth was also opened into an "O" shape, and the wrinkled skin was pulled away.

"That's right, this is definitely the words of a saint!"

She raised her hand and stroked the copybook, a strange breath erupted, and the golden light surrounded the mother-in-law's fingers, with the rhythm of the avenue, and in an instant, the surroundings were dyed golden.

And just where the golden light shines, on a wall, a phantom line of words suddenly appeared, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, soul to back soil, but you don't need pain and sorrow... My body has transformed into six realms, Just to keep you from dissipating..."

This line of text also carried a holy light, flashing on the wall.

"This, this is..." All the ghosts and gods couldn't help but feel a sense of worship. Those words were like the highest will of the underworld, more like the will of heaven, with the meaning of inviolability.

The golden light in the copybook echoed the line of words, and there was a flash of light between the two, and visions abounded.

"This is the great wish I made when I was incarnated in reincarnation."

The mother-in-law stared at the line of words, with deep nostalgia in her eyes, her thoughts were constantly flying, and she went back to ten thousand years ago, tens of thousands of years ago, tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, in order to win the last ray of life for the Wu Clan, I was willing to incarnate in reincarnation, extradite the souls of all beings, and let the world last forever.

If I hadn't split a ray of primordial spirit to become Meng Po when I was incarnated in reincarnation, it would have been wiped out by now.

General Xuehai pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help it, and said in awe: "General Xuehai, goodbye, mother... mother."

The other ghosts trembled in their hearts at the same time, bowed their heads and said in a respectful voice: "Mother Houtu."

Except for a few ghosts and gods, most of the ghosts and gods have a turbulent heart. They only know that this mother-in-law has a high status in the underworld, and there are even rumors that she was born before the underworld, but they did not expect it to be true.

It's actually the Empress Dowager who controls reincarnation!

The legendary... eighth saint? !

"What the hell, the old lady is alone."

Hou Tu regained his old state, raised his hand, and bowed his hands to the copybook in an extremely humble and respectful attitude, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your help today, fellow Taoist."

General Xuehai said: "Madam, can this copybook be useful?"

"I'll teach you something."

Houtu held a copybook in his hand, and said lightly, "When a sage does something, don't ask too much, don't question it."

Knowing or not knowing is meaningless, and questioning is an insult to a saint.

General Xuehai was startled immediately, with cold sweat running down his back, he quickly bowed respectfully to the copybook, and said nervously: "It's the official who is being rude."

"Come with me."

Houtu took the copybook and walked slowly into the Styx River.

"Roar!"

In the sea of ​​blood, there were screams one after another, and the sea of ​​blood was surging like a giant blood-red beast, wanting to swallow everything.

Here, even the Great General of the Sea of ​​Blood couldn't stay any longer. In the sea of ​​blood, there were countless dead bones struggling. Outside the sea of ​​blood, there were countless evil spirits floating around. The place that used to suppress ghosts has become a paradise for ghosts!

"Ho ho ho ho!"

The appearance of Houtu and the others immediately became the focus, like pouring oil into a boiling pot, and the audience exploded.

Countless ghosts are no longer afraid of ghosts, but with crazy intentions of destruction, they kill them, and there are many ghost kings among them.

With such momentum, even the Great General of Blood Sea felt the pressure, his heart was heavy, and he could not help but put on a posture of fighting for his life.

At this moment, a golden halo suddenly lit up.

A circle of light was formed, enveloping everyone.

The color of the halo is not strong, nor dazzling, on the contrary, it is very soft.

However, it was this golden light that actually kept millions of ghosts out, no matter how howling and violent they were, it was hard to resist them. Instead, they were forced to retreat steadily by the slowly expanding golden light.

All the ghosts and gods stood in the golden light, opened their mouths in unison, their eyes were full of stars, watching the golden light show without blinking.

This feeling is like a mortal who sees a fairy descending a demon, and can only stand aside blankly, worshiping with incomparable awe.

No matter what the number is, no matter how strong the ghosts are, in front of this golden light, they are like chickens and dogs, and they will soon stop.

So powerful it's unbelievable.

The scope of the golden light became wider and wider, and gradually, the copybook slowly floated up under the gaze of everyone.

It seemed to be facing the wind, swaying into the sky, and finally, like a little sun, shining on every corner of the sea of ​​blood.

Those ghosts, without exception, all dived into the sea of ​​blood, not daring to show their heads at all, and the surging sea of ​​blood subsided little by little, as if it had become an ordinary river, flowing slowly.

The copybook continued to flutter, sticking to the wall, and then a halo flashed, the copybook disappeared, and actually melted into the wall, forming a section of lettering, which was engraved on the wall.

This lettering is like the most terrifying seal between heaven and earth, suppressing the entire Styx River into obedience.

All the visions disappeared, and only the sound of running water could be heard. Compared with before, it was completely two worlds.

Everyone couldn't help but feel like a world away.

"Good... so amazing." Bingsan's mind was buzzing, and he even felt like he was dreaming, "I actually met such an extraordinary person? And I was lucky enough to talk to him?"

"This person...is undoubtedly a saint."

Hou Tu took a deep breath, and his eyes showed deep thought, "This mantra of rebirth is a bit biased towards Buddhism, but Buddhism was completely wiped out in the last catastrophe, and it couldn't even be reincarnated. What will it be?" Who? How did they survive? Or... the ninth saint?"

She shook her head, and said in a concentrated voice: "Now is not the time to think about these things. Now that the turmoil in the Styx River has subsided, you immediately rush to the mortal world to quell the turmoil!"

...

Time passed day by day.

Since the last time he personally witnessed the event of immortals killing ghosts, Li Nianfan's heart has been difficult to calm down for a long time.

Immortals are really too powerful, too powerful, and there are special effects blessings in every move, so it really doesn't feel too good.

Moreover, subduing demons and eliminating demons is something that many people dream of. Just thinking about it makes people's hearts surge.

Not to mention being able to ride the clouds and ride the fog, which is enviable from the bottom of my heart.

I won the grand prize and came here through time travel, but I can only see and feel it. Isn't this torture?

Thinking about the pits in the underworld, Li Nianfan wanted to cry, but he was even more afraid of death.

Hey, one day is a day, after all, I can live for a thousand years, if I get to know more thighs, and try to live for a few hundred years, then maybe the underworld will be complete.

If I'm lucky enough to allow me to grow spiritual roots and cultivate immortality, then it will be the best, and I will wake up with a smile in my dreams.

After that day, Li Nianfan's life also returned to peace for a long time, while playing with little Daji, while waiting for the little gourd in the backyard to grow up slowly.

At this time, he was holding a carving knife in his hand, and with a slight hook of his finger, he completed the last stroke.

A smile appeared on his face.

Quickly and mysteriously said: "Little Daji, come quickly, let me show you something good."

Daji trotted over with curiosity on his face, "My lord, what is it?"

Huofeng couldn't help but look over.

Li Nianfan took out the square chessboard he carved out of wood, and took out the round chess pieces, "Guess first."

Daji sized it up for a moment, then said, "This is... a chess board? What a strange chess piece? There are engravings on it."

"Smart, it's a chessboard! It's called chess." Li Nianfan's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "This is a very interesting game. Come on, hurry up, let me teach you how to play."

At the same time, Linxian Dao Palace.

Yao Mengji was standing at the door waiting.

Not long after, there was a ray of light galloping from a distance, it was Luo Huang.

He landed in front of Yao Mengji, and said, "Daoist Mengji, what's the matter in hurrying to find me?"

Yao Mengji said: "It is my master who wants to discuss with you and work for the master together."

"Your ancestor?" Luo Huang was startled, this is a fairy, and then he said in a serious manner: "If I do things for an expert, I, Luo, will naturally do my best, but if there is something useful, just speak up!"

While speaking, three auspicious clouds floated in the distance.

Patriarch Gu Changqing, his master and his disciples came here in a leisurely manner, with an indescribably chic and leisurely appearance.

Gu Changqing smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Mengji, you are in such a hurry to let us come here, what's the matter?"

Yao Mengji respectfully made a gesture of invitation, "My master is waiting for you in the hall, please allow me to show my kindness as a landlord and talk while walking."

"You're welcome, everyone is working for an expert." Immediately, the five of them headed towards the hall of Linxian Dao Palace together.

In the hall, Gu Xirou had already been waiting here. When she saw the crowd, she immediately showed seriousness and said in a concentrated voice: "Everyone, I have thought about it for a long time, and I finally thought of what we can do for the master!"