The great plan of Buddhism was decided, and Zhuntidu returned to Ksitigarbha and taught him carefully.
Just wait for Ksitigarbha to break through to the Da Luo Jin Fairyland, and then he can represent Buddhism and enter the Netherworld.
The Happy Tathagata Buddha Shen Gongbao took Cihang, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Horiusun to the underworld.
If the four monks want to use the method of the Nirvana Relic to rebuild their cultivation, they need to enter the six paths of reincarnation.
"Thank you Gongbao for this time." Cihang, Wenshu, Puxian, and Wei Liusun seemed to still want to renew their friendship from back then.
"Huh?" Shen Gongbao's eyes narrowed, with impatience on his face.
"World Honored One Tathagata!" the four monks quickly changed their words.
"Okay, hurry up and enter reincarnation. I have to go back to Mount Sumeru to report to the saint."
The four monks nodded, jumped into the six realms of reincarnation.
A wisp of misfortune and cause and effect flow, and the six paths of reincarnation undergo slight changes.
Cihang was reincarnated as a daughter...
Of course, this has nothing to do with Shen Gongbao, and it is definitely not a bad idea.
Shen Gongbao turned around and headed to the depths of the netherworld.
The twilight mist here has all faded away, and there seems to be a ray of life in the endless loneliness and desolation.
Enter the back door of Pingxin Hall.
Then I smelled a refreshing fragrance.
There are many Bianhua flowers planted in Pingxin Hall. The flowers are beautiful in color and fragrant in fragrance.
And she was quietly taking care of the flowers.
Houtu was wearing a loose tulle, with her back facing Shen Gongbao, and the outline of her back set off her elegant and stunning temperament.
Under the tulle, you can faintly see the jade moisturizing effect.
She slowly turned her body sideways, showing a beautiful profile.
Shen Gongbao's eyes widened even more.
Her hair is like the Milky Way, her eyes are like stars, her eyebrows are like the moon, and she is as crystal clear as jade.
What shocked Shen Gongbao the most was that his exquisitely convex, perfectly smooth lower abdomen was slightly bulging.
The slightly raised outline forms the most perfect arc.
Shen Gongbao only felt the roar of his spiritual consciousness, and went blank for a while. He was stunned and kept murmuring in his mouth.
"Really...are you lost in your soul?"
Hou Tu Youli glanced at Shen Gongbao with bright eyes, and continued to care for the flowers as if she hadn't seen him.
As for wearing tulle and being looked at unscrupulously by someone, Houtu no longer cares.
Looking at the vast world, he is the only one, not to mention everything that should be seen and shouldn't be seen before, everything has happened.
Hou Tu's slender hand caressed his lower abdomen, and his eyes showed a brilliance that had never been seen before.
Shen Gongbao stood there awkwardly, "Can you say anything to Pindao?"
Hou Tu gave Shen Gongbao a cold look.
"What? You kicked Pindao after you finished using him?"
Shen Gongbao was angry.
"There is no merit but hard work for a poor Taoist? He was almost bald at that time!"
At that time, Shen Gongbao was only a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, and his realm was not high enough to break through the gap of the supreme barrier.
Although it was blessed by the power of the earth, the pain was real, and it was real that I was almost bald.
Hou Tu's brows relaxed slightly and his voice softened, "Just find a place to sit by yourself."
"That's pretty much it."
Shen Gongbao sat down casually, drinking tea by himself, and quietly looking at Hou Tu playing with the flowers.
"When did this woman... fall in love with flowers?"
"After tea, if you have nothing else to do, let's leave Netherworld."
Shen Gongbao: "??"
"To be honest, Pindao wants to hear his son's voice." Shen Gongbao put down his teacup and approached Houtu.
Before Hou Tu could react, he bent down and put his head next to her slightly bulging belly, listening quietly.
Hou Tu's beautiful eyes were startled, and she subconsciously raised her hand to slap him away, but her palm hung in the air and never fell.
The look on her beautiful eyes is a bit complicated.
The matter with Shen Gongbao was originally a transaction.
The arrival of the child is even more intentional.
Everything is just to resurrect the ancestral witch brothers.
But... I don't know when, Hou Tu's Taoist heart changed slightly, "Maybe it's not a bad idea to give birth to a child and raise him to become a talented person."
Love is probably the glory of all mothers.
Strictly speaking, he was always the child's biological father.
Hou Tu's hand hanging in the air finally slowly fell down and rested on Shen Gongbao's face.
In the Pingxin Palace, a beautiful scene appeared.
Hou Tu was wearing tulle and standing quietly beside the flowers with a slightly bulging belly.
Shen Gongbao bent over and listened to the beating of life.
Hou Tu's hand gently caressed Shen Gongbao's face, and there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes.
There was a warm texture on Shen Gongbao's cheeks, and he felt the same bloodline, like a dream.
"Is this really my bloodline?"
"Houtu really gave birth to his own bloodline?"
"Have a child?"
"Hahaha!"
Shen Gongbao smiled.
Before Houtu was stunned, he was gently picked up by him.
Shen Gongbao's face showed solemnity and he said cautiously, "Don't be tired. Your waist and abdomen will be sore after standing for a long time."
"The poor man is proficient in the secret method of joyful massage..."
Then, Shen Gongbao carried Hou Tu and walked to the main hall and bedroom.
Houtu's waist and abdomen were not sore at first, but after hearing what he said, he felt a slight soreness.
Just let him hold her.
Shen Gongbao carefully placed the back soil on the soft collapse, and the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian's magic power surged around his body, nourishing the large acupoints of his Dao body with special techniques.
"When did you realize Hunyuan Daluo?" Hou Tu was a little surprised.
"With a poor Taoist qualification, is it difficult to attain the Tao of Hunyuan Daluo?"
"Get some rest and relax."
The magic power of Hunyuan Daluo realm continues to nourish Houtu.
Hou Tujing lay on the soft bed, staring at Shen Gongbao with his beautiful eyes, and his heart was filled with uproar, "How long has it been?"
"Just one Conferring God and Measuring Tribulation to achieve Hunyuan Daluo?"
Although massaging Houtu consumes a lot of mana, it touches all the major points on the body, so why not enjoy it?
"Um...how many months?"
"Pindao means in terms of human race conversion."
The human race shows pregnancy in three months and gives birth to children in ten months.
Of course, the higher the bloodline of the child, the harder it is to conceive and the longer the pregnancy time is.
Don't you see, the three emperors of the human race were all born after nine years and five months of pregnancy.
"About five months." Houtu's voice was gentle.
"It's been five months, that's still quite revealing."
Of course, Houtu's perfect figure is not deformed at all, and the slightly bulging abdomen adds a bit of unique beauty.
"Um!"
There is no relationship between the two, only transactions.
But at this moment, both of them made a tacit agreement not to mention this matter.
After a long time.
Hou Tu finally spoke up, "Setting up a great spirit gathering formation and resurrecting the eleven ancestral witches is an act that defies heaven and will surely bring punishment from heaven. Can the child survive it?"
When Shen Gongbao heard Houtu's question, he felt very relieved, "She...is she worried about the safety of her child? I wonder if it is more important than the eleventh ancestral witch?"
"Let's try her!"
Shen Gongbao's face showed helplessness, and he sighed and said, "The reason why the punishment from heaven is called the punishment from heaven is that it is not easy to live in?"
"It can range from death to death, or it can range from the soul to flying away and disappearing between heaven and earth."
Sure enough, Hou Tu's beautiful face was a little pale, and her beautiful eyes were a little sluggish and hesitant.
"It doesn't matter. This child was born to resurrect the Witch Clan. He deserves to die. If you like children, we can have another one in the future." Shen Gongbao said deliberately angrily.
Hou Tu's peerless face could be seen to have turned cold to the naked eye, and there was anger in his beautiful eyes. He bit his lips and slowly uttered a cold voice, "Get out, get out!"
"Get out of Pingxin Palace."
The temperature in the Netherworld dropped sharply, and the air of dusk came overwhelmingly.
And at the same time.
Fengdu Emperor Hall.
Feng Du was sitting quietly on the futon, happily handling official documents, "Have... kidney trouble happened to both of you again?"
"Forget it, business matters are more important."
Fengdu took a bite of the flower cake and drank a cup of hot tea. He was delighted and said, "I am so diligent!"
