A thousand years ago, Buddhism was born out of thin air, resisting the Taoist sect. The Emperor of Heaven was furious, but he could not purge the Buddha. There are countless Buddhist disciples, and there are ten thousand Buddhas standing in the Western Elysium.

Hundreds of years ago, the monk Xuanzang obtained the true transmission of the Buddha, and once again set off a wave of belief in Buddhism in the world, and the situation of the Taoist sect in the world was precarious.

The Bodhisattva King of the Earth descended on the Underworld, and the Emperor of Heaven thought that this was a turning point, and with the power of the Emperor of the Underworld, he could kill the King of the Earth with a gesture, and the Western Heaven and the Underworld would definitely go to war.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor of the Underworld acquiesced to the existence of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and the Buddha Sect also had a place in the underworld.

The Emperor was puzzled. If you don't understand it, let's solve it.

So the Emperor of Heaven descended to the world and began this centuries-old plan.

A few days ago, the turmoil in the underworld added the most heroic touch to this grand plan that had been planned for hundreds of years.

The immortal of the Immortal died, and the ten halls of Yama were killed and injured, and the one who was injured was the strongest Xue Li, and then Xue Li disappeared. Cui Jue, one of the four major judges, died, and all the ghosts died, in this case, everyone thought that the Emperor of Heaven would stop there, but the will of heaven was unpredictable after all.

This centuries-old plot is not just for the underworld.

In the old days, the dynasty has always admired Taoism, and the monk Xuanzang used all his life's learning to push Buddhism to unprecedented heights, and Taoism will no longer be glorious. The current dynasty is the Prairie people, and the belief of the Prairie people is the Tianzun that was introduced hundreds of years ago. The Emperor of Heaven is the Emperor of Heaven.

What a big game of chess.

In the eyes of others, Wu Feng is now playing chess by himself, and it is actually Liu Shuang who is playing against him.

In the past few days, Liu Shuang has been trying to find a way to improve the exercises of the Emperor of the Underworld, and it can be said that he is physically and mentally exhausted, although Liu Shuang has no body now.

There are some things that Liu Shuang can't figure out, and then he will drink tea and chat with Wu Feng to relax his mind.

Wu Feng felt that his life was very good now, and he felt that maybe it was a good choice to be an ordinary person. These days, the questions about cultivation seem a little absent-minded.

Liu Shuang let Wu Feng continue to practice after winning thirteen games in a row, but he was refused, this was the first time that Wu Feng rejected Liu Shuang.

"Can Master not cultivate?"

"Why?"

Liu Shuang was very surprised, and then he thought of what Zhu Xingzong said, and thought that this was the case.

"Isn't it good to think you're living now?"

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"Listen, yes, that's right, what Zhu Xingzong said is indeed right, but have you thought about it, what are you coming to the world for?"

"I ......"

"You are the son of the Emperor of the Underworld, you are not an ordinary person, you are destined to live the life of an ordinary person!

At the beginning, the Emperor of the Underworld entrusted Wu Feng to Liu Shuang before he died, although he was passive, Liu Shuang had no choice but to accept it. The current Liu Shuang is just a wisp of Netherworld Flame, maybe he can't change this situation in this life, unless Wu Feng reaches the level of the Hades Emperor. Since the Emperor of the Underworld can turn Liu Shuang like this, when Wu Feng grows up, he should be able to change himself back, Liu Shuang thinks so.

The Emperor of the Underworld has never been to the world, let alone Wu Feng, Liu Shuang and the world in it are also very different from now, and now they really have no support, and they are at the end of the road.

The plan of the Emperor of the Underworld was that he himself would bring Wu Feng to the world and become stronger, but Liu Shuang knew only that. Although most of the memories of the Immortal Emperor remained in Liu Shuang's mind, they were not all after all.

How to become stronger, how strong to become, and what to do after becoming stronger, Liu Shuang doesn't know.

It seems that the Emperor of the Underworld entrusted Wu Feng to Liu Shuang, but in fact, Liu Shuang was also entrusted to Wu Feng. Liu Shuang now has no entity and cannot survive on his own at all. Emperor Hades put all his chips on Liu Shuang, and Liu Shuang could only use these chips to invest his share in Wu Feng.

Wu Feng must become stronger, and he must cultivate. He is entrusted not only with the will of the Emperor of the Underworld, but also with Liu Shuang's soul.

Liu Shuang is very angry now, and he wants to get angry, but he doesn't know what to do. Yes, from the beginning, he was using Wu Feng, but he had no other choice but this. He didn't want to die, he wanted to go home, to his own world.

Wu Feng was like a child who had done something wrong at the moment, standing alone, with the word stubbornness written on his face.

Two teenagers, just like that, didn't say anything all night.

Wang Baobao, or Timur, was a general of the imperial dynasty, one of the very few beings in the world who could combine the great strength of a practitioner with the power of the world. His father was a scholar of Yuan Hanlin and a lieutenant Saiyin Chitahu, and his mother was the sister of the late Yuan general Chakhan Timur. Later, his uncle Chakhan Timur adopted Wang Baobao as his adopted son, and since then he has been on the rise.

He was a rare spiritual genius in the world, and he was able to enjoy powerful worldly power, and his life was very smooth. An official position that ordinary people can't even reach in a lifetime, he can get it casually. What a practitioner may not be able to reach in his lifetime, he can reach it when he is strong.

Wang Baobao is a general of the dynasty, a strong man in the realm, and represents the pinnacle of the world.

Because of the need to suppress the rebellion, now Wang Baobao is on the front-line battlefield, and his Chinese army camp is luxurious and extravagant to the extreme, and there are no obstacles around, just standing alone in the field.

The subordinates were not happy, because this was not in accordance with the distance, but after all, they were the main generals and commanders, so they didn't say anything even though they were not happy.

Some people were glad to think that the farther away this tent was from the surrounding tents, the better, because it would be easier to carry out the assassination!

Although the weather is gradually entering autumn, there is still a lot of fog at night in the mountains and forests.

The two middle-aged men lowered their cultivation breath and just took advantage of the mist to crawl towards Wang Baobao's Chinese army camp.

They didn't dare to use cultivation to perceive, and it wasn't until the distance was less than ten zhang that the two of them found that there was no guard in the military tent, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed and their confidence doubled.

In the tent, Wang Baobao sat up from the bed, his two thick eyebrows locked together, like two fierce tigers about to fight, although he frowned, but the corners of his mouth raised a playful smile.

Finally, the two Assassins came to a distance of three feet around the tent, glanced at each other, and saw that each other's eyes flashed with the same determination as their own, nodded to each other, and then burst into attack.

One of them sat cross-legged on the spot, and his hands were sealed, and he summoned the wind and flames to destroy the extravagant tent directly. Another person drew a long knife from behind and slashed four times in a row, blocking the space in this area with all four swords.

"The rebels really still have some foundation, and the two who come and send them to death are all at the level of the realm, a warlock and a martial artist, just to relieve me of the boredom of being woken up. A sentence was like a thunderclap that suddenly exploded.

"Not good!" the Assassin shouted as he sat cross-legged to collect his seal, trying to warn his companion, but it was too late.

Wang Baobao only threw one punch, and one punch was unstoppable! Whether it was the light of the knife or the long knife, or the head of the person who swung the knife, they were all turned into pieces under this punch.

The death of his companion did not have a great impact on this warlock, as Wang Baobao said, they are here to send them to death, and if they succeed in replacing each other, even if they just hurt each other, it is a completely acceptable result. But just like this, it is a result that you can't accept if you die in front of you.

I saw that this warlock's hands were sealed repeatedly, and the breath of heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic, and the wind, flames, lightning and thunder filled this small space, and then quickly bombarded Wang Baobao.

"Noise!" Wang Baobao shouted, and another punch was thrown.

Tearing apart, the fury extinguished the flames, the lightning suppressed the thunder, and at the same time, shattered the skull.

After a while, the trumpet sounded in the barracks: "Enemy attack!"

Dozens of misdeeds quickly arrived to clean up the battlefield, and another part of them re-laid the Chinese army's tent.

After a while, a luxurious and extravagant camp was quietly erected again.