Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Protector
"Master Dao, won't you go?"
"Yes, the poor road has overtaken you, and a ghost king will take me there. Xie Yun shrugged indifferently.
Black Rakshasa's eyes were red, and he wanted to slap himself.
In the past, I slept at home at this time, but today I got up and went out for a walk, but I met Xie Yun, bastard!
Is it bad to sleep at home at this point?
The Black Rakshasa cried with a sad face, and under the leadership of Xie Yun, he came to the bottom of the eighteenth layer of hell, and beyond that was the land of the six realms of reincarnation.
"Master Dao, you really can't go forward, those witch clans are unreasonable, and they will kill the hell!"
"It's okay, what are you afraid of, the poor road is not reasonable. After Xie Yun put away the Black Rakshasa with his sleeve, he stepped into the land of the six realms of reincarnation.
Now is not the time to overtake this guy, what if you get lost when you come out?
This leading party still has to stay for a while.
The land of the six realms of reincarnation is the real hell, also known as the Infernal Hell, and the Three Realms along with the human world and the fairy world, where all the ghosts who live there are only souls.
Humans are aliens there, and they are aliens among aliens.
There is only one ghost pass between the land of six reincarnations and the eighteenth layer of hell, the ghost pass is extremely high and huge, consisting of two bronze gates, a team of witch soldiers of the golden immortal level are guarding here, and there is also a great witch of the Da Luo Jin immortal level.
It's no wonder that the ghost king of the eighteenth layer of hell didn't dare to come here to make trouble.
"Stop, the Wu clan is forbidden land, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. The Wu Clan soldiers came up to stop Xie Yun and said, "Do you have an entry and exit token or a Dao Ancestor Edict?"
"Nope. ”
"Without you in an egg, hurry up. The Wu soldier waved his hand impatiently.
"Poor road, there is something urgent. ”
"Eight Desolations, why does this name sound so familiar?" Xiao Bing scratched his head and muttered to himself, the Great Luo Jin Immortal-level Great Witch not far away was startled, and instantly guessed Xie Yun's identity.
"Immortal Emperor wait a minute, I will go to inform Hou Tu Niangniang, and wait for a good life to entertain the Immortal Emperor. ”
After the great witch left, the little soldier in front of the ghost pass was stunned, the Immortal Emperor, the Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor?
Although the land of the six realms of reincarnation is remote, it does not hinder the circulation of news.
Xie Yun beat the two major forces of Heaven and Buddhism on the way to learn scriptures, and he has become the idol of the new generation of young people of the Wu clan.
"Immortal Emperor, sign my name!"
"Hey, which of you took a mirage to take a photo of me and the Immortal Emperor?"
"Hurry up and get out of front, don't stop me from seeing the heroic appearance of the Immortal Emperor!"
......
More than thirty Wu Clan soldiers looked excited and surrounded Xie Yun.
Too much fame is also a kind of trouble, Xie Yun is known as a peerless benevolent and righteous person, and it is difficult to refuse small requests such as asking fans for group photos, autographs, and handshakes.
He didn't expect that before he entered the land of the six realms of reincarnation, he held a fan meeting first.
When the atmosphere at the scene was extremely frenzied, Hou Tu Niangniang, dressed in black palace clothes, arrived, she only coughed lightly, and more than thirty Wu soldiers calmed down.
They collected their signatures one after another and returned to stand guard in front of the Ghost Gate.
"You little rabbit cubs, are you itchy skin?" After Hou Tu angrily scolded the Wu soldiers, he turned back in embarrassment and politeness, and said with a smile: "The Wu clan made the senior brother laugh, please inside!"
Xie Yun: emmmm
How could this Wu clan patriarch be different from the gentle and virtuous lady rumored in the Three Realms of the Flood Desolation?
The group entered the ghost pass under the leadership of Houtu.
Hey?
Is this hell?
Xie Yun was stunned for a moment, the environment of the six realms of reincarnation is similar to that of the human world, if you want to say the difference, it is that the yin qi is a little heavier, but there is also the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, and the green mountains and green waters.
"Senior brother looking for me, huh?"
"Bendi has just come from the White Bone Ridge and found the true spirit of your eleven eldest brothers. ”
"it!"
Bang!
Hou Tu Niang Niang was startled, stepped on her skirt, and performed a flat fall on the spot, smashing a big hole on the ground.
Xie Yun sacrificed the thousand-story pagoda and released the true spirits of the Wu clan imprisoned inside.
Houtu said to Xie Yun gratefully: "Senior brother, please come with me, you wait here!"
She opened a spatial crack, and after the two entered, Xie Yun found himself in the legendary Ancestral Witch Palace.
Pangu's heart was still beating.
In the main hall, there are hundreds of strong men of the Wu clan.
"Senior brother, since the Father opened the heavens, you are the first outsider to set foot in this place. She looked at the sleeping strong men and explained.
Since the Great Lich War, Houtu has incarnated as a Dao and opened up the land of six reincarnations, seeking the last life for the Wu clan, at the cost of never being able to leave the land of six reincarnations.
After so many years, Houtu put the ancestral witches and great witches who died in battle in the ancestral witch hall, and helped them reborn with the blood of the father god, but due to the lack of most of the true spirits, they have not been able to wake up so far.
Now that the true spirit has finally returned, the revival of the Witch Clan is just around the corner.
"Hey, sister, wait a minute, although this emperor is benevolent and righteous, the true spirit is not sent to you for nothing, it is conditional!" Xie Yun was excited to live in the ancestral witch hall, and the Houtu Niangniang who was crazy in circles.
"What?" Hou Tu's eyes immediately turned red.
The Wu clan is now poor and white, there is no magic weapon, there is no magic weapon, there is no money, there is no one to ask for people, and there are no people!
Hiss!
I have long heard that the Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor is constantly having romances on the way to learn scriptures, is it possible that he has taken a fancy to the old lady?
Xie Yun wanted to curse with a black face, who ruined Lao Tzu's reputation?
I am innocent with the monsters on the way to learn the scriptures, and the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon can be seen!
"Senior brother, do you want to be my protector of the Wu Clan?" Hou Tu looked surprised.
Although the apologists have a veto power over the major actions of the clan, they also have an unshirkable obligation to the inheritance and development of the clan.
Although the management of a big clan is infinite, it is also extremely painstaking, and the Hou Tu Niang Niang has managed the Wu clan for more than 100,000 years, sad!
I lose a lot of hair every day, and now I have someone to share it with myself, so why not.
Haha, disciple of the Dao Ancestor, the Heavenly Dao Patrol makes me the protector of the Wu Clan, and this transaction is not a loss no matter how you look at it.
After Xie Yun made a great oath with Houtu, he officially became the protector of the Wu Clan.
He opened the thousand-layer pagoda and released the true spirits of the ancestral witch and the great witch, and for a while, the true spirits in the ancestral witch hall were flying all over the sky.
As the true spirit fused with the main body, Xie Yun's ears kept ringing with a prompt sound.
Dijiang regains his sense of self, with a favorability of -333 and a current favorability of +666
Jumang regains his sense of self, with a friendship of -333 and a current opinion of +666
Zhu Rong regains his sense of self, and his opinion is -333, and his current opinion is +666
......
Heartache, a one-third reduction in favorability, and I don't know if it will have an impact on my plans.
Xie Yun was a little worried.
"Hey, my head hurts!" The ancestor who woke up first was actually a co-worker, and he just got up and held his head and gasped.
"Heh, parallel import, aren't you known as a copper-headed iron bone?" After the fire god Zhu Rong woke up, he looked at his rival and mocked.
"Are you looking for a fight?"
"Come on, who's afraid of whom?"
"Hit!"
"Come on!"
"Hit!"
"Come on!"
......
Zhurong and Gonggong are like two huskies, and they are on the bar in the ancestral witch hall on the spot.
The other ancestral witches and great witches were not much better, either sitting dizzy, or jumping up and down excitedly, or hugging their heads and crying.
Houtu's eyes were red, and the family was finally reunited again, and she shouted with a cry: "Don't make any noise!"
The ancestral witches and the great witches continued to quarrel, and when Hou Tu saw Xie Yun looking at him, he explained quite embarrassedly: "Senior brother, the Wu clan is arrogant and arrogant, and never listens to one person's command, you forgive me." ”
"Really?" Xie Yun smiled and roared, "Shut up, what is the noise!"
Moment.
The Ancestral Witch Hall was quiet, and there was an awkward atmosphere in the air, and all the Ancestral Witches and Great Witches looked at Xie Yun blankly.