Chapter 151: The City of the Underworld
You can have, you can do without, you can go, you can stay, night, black light blind fire,.
There was a huge meteor shower on earth.
Because, the fairy court held another symposium, and an uninvited guest came to the underworld.
The second symposium of the Immortal Court was held for a whole day, and dozens of immortal gates all asked the Immortal Emperor to agree to increase the emission of exhaust gas and the dumping of garbage in the world.
And for good reason.
"Immortal Emperor, go and see, Huangquan's gang of grandsons are so arrogant, deceiving the world is like deceiving fools. Creating a virus epidemic with one hand and distributing special drugs with the other, is that a special medicine? That's clearly the reaper of faith! Everyone who is sick swears that the oath must be related to faith, and if everyone gives up believing in the gods and believes in the Rakshasa of Huangquan, then it will be repaid, and this kind of thing must not be allowed to happen. A large group of Immortal Venerables persuaded hard.
"Are you going to go down to the earth to help humanity in person?" The Immortal Emperor asked.
"No, no, it's useless, it's better to teach a man to fish. We can't help them forever, we must let human beings learn to protect themselves as soon as possible, and we must be fast, at least faster than the grandsons of Huangquan. The Immortal Venerables continued with a very fast voice, "Increase the delivery, the time and frequency of the last discussion are too slow, and it is difficult for human beings to grow up." ”
"We can't wait until the Rakshasas in Huangquan eat all the people before our aid arrives."
A large group of Immortal Venerables began to argue with reason, which sounded quite reasonable, but why didn't you propose to put high-level immortal energy?
Why not propose to throw some high-quality magic weapons?
Selfishness!
Selfishness is too heavy!
It's all just thinking about themselves, seeing that the current policy is good, and they are ready to clean up the garbage heap in front of their house first.
What a high-sounding idea!
The Immortal Emperor didn't know how to refuse!
Even if it's a refusal, how can you speak? The world really needs these supplies! The quality is worse, the fairy emperor sighed and waved his hand: "Whatever you want, whichever one likes to put it, but don't just throw garbage, raise your hand appropriately, and help your apprentices and grandchildren, even if it's a dream!" Don't break the inheritance of playing with yourself! ”
The immortals left one by one with a smile, but the little Jiujiu in their hearts had all made calculations.
Inheritance!
I seem to have forgotten about this!
Now that there is immortal energy in the world, although the quality is poorer, the low-level cultivation is enough, and when he ascended by himself, he didn't have this treatment.
Gotta find a way to get a grip on this.
It's always good to have more fresh blood.
As soon as the meeting ended, that night, Xianting began to emit large-scale exhaust gases into the world, throwing down hundreds of garbage mountains.
If it weren't for the path to heaven prescribed by the Immortal Emperor, the opening was too small, and this meteor shower could be one night, ten nights. Flash Dance.
Before the meteor shower landed, in China alone, many ancient ruins of the land, there were quietly miraculous events, such as the towering tree in Miao City, which was the handwriting of the fairy garden tree god fairy gate, which directly opened the mind to a 2,700-year-old tree, and alone put a hundred elixirs into its core spirit sea.
After a long period of experience, the perception of the big tree has long been enough, and with the opportunity, the natural realm soars, and it directly shelters a city.
Fighting alone, even the only son of the Ninth Rakshasa King, Qingfeng, is not the opponent of the big tree, even if his father comes in person, it will be wasted.
Because, this tree is already connected to a super sect in the Immortal Court.
It's good to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree.
It's really a big tree.
Others such as Wutai Mountain, Shudi, Potala Palace, etc., all have the support of the fairy gate behind them, and the beliefs that have been passed down from generation to generation can be recorded by their ancestors in the books.
Countless people burst into tears, and in the face of the disaster, Master Zu finally opened his eyes.
The more embarrassing thing is the ghost and god family, the inheritance of the ghost and god family is honest, not in the immortal court, most of them are cultivators in the world, and the end of a small part of the inheritance is in the underworld.
The source of the cultivation of ghosts and gods is the Bodhisattva, so like a tea family, there will be divine tea in the underworld to sell.
has served the world for so many years.
This moment.
The Ghost God Family felt that they were really alone.
The Immortal Court has already taken action.
What about the underworld?
It feels like I'm dead.
If there is no night Dragon Boat Festival, Cha Duoyu doesn't know what happened to the underworld, now that I think about it, on the one hand, Huangquan is troubled by it, on the other hand, there is a problem with the underworld itself, and it is a traitor, a bribe, and a democratic election.
It's really a good job.
It was the moment the meteor shower fell, and an uninvited guest came to the underworld.
The city of the sun.
The holy city at the heart of the underworld.
In the past few days, a cold rain has fallen at the end of the 3,000 weak waters, and the flowers on the other side of the city have bloomed overnight.
There is no daylight in the city, all the light relies on the warm yellow fire, the lights of the city are still in the rain, the banks of the weak water, the painting boat parades, and the singing is overflowing. The city gate is not closed for twelve hours, and the bustle and prosperity of the inner city seem to never stop, and a large number of people are surging towards the center of the city.
Regime change.
The bodhisattvas of the older generation have abdicated.
A new era is coming.
The future of the underworld is determined by the people of the underworld, democracy, almost overnight, the entire underworld and the three thousand six hundred cities, the city catharsis, everyone carnival. Entertainment projects representing democracy have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.
Green Mansions, Restaurants, Painting Boats, Book Palaces, Food Streets, Red Light Districts, Central Malls, and Difu have many extraordinary abilities, and only imagination is needed to build.
Thousands of years old.
Tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign.
Omnipotent.
The whole underworld has fallen into a strange atmosphere, no one pays attention to the affairs of the world, many of the former rules have been paralyzed, and everyone is waiting for the birth of a new leader.
"Work?"
"The new system doesn't have an election vote, what does it do, do you know how it works?"
"When you enter the underworld, there are many fewer souls who go through reincarnation."
"Isn't the data normal?"
"What era has been normal? When the war broke out a hundred years ago, the underworld was almost crowded, and nothing happened. "It doesn't matter if it's less, it's pure!"
"Why are you a dead brain?"
"What else do you look at?"
"Let's go, brother will take you to be free and easy, your heart has been calm for too long."
The roadside of the city is like weaving lanterns, the banks of the weak water river are unquenchable flowing fires, the vendors shout loudly, the performers and artists dance to show off their skills, and the red light district of the brothel of the green building is constantly coming from the faint sound.
In the rain.
On the street of Buri City, there is a simple appearance, but the inside is extremely luxurious, the horse is the purest mastiff horse of the underworld, and the car is the Lingsuo of Xianting's specialty. There was a woman sitting upright in the car, with a cold and arrogant expression, reaching out and gently lifting the curtain.
"Ignorant clown."
"Enjoy your last."
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