"Dragon King, I have only killed the physical bodies of two hundred and three of you dragons in this life. You dragons have a destiny. Even if you roll around in the mortal world a few more times, you will still be the dragons who are superior after you come back.
"How can my sins be compared to those of gods and Buddhas!
"I only killed more than 200 people, what about them? Over the course of tens of millions of years, not even 10,000, but maybe a thousand dragons died in their mouths!
"If you want revenge, you shouldn't come to me first. It's them who should come to you!"
Wang Xiaotai looked at the Emperor of Heaven who was still sitting firmly in the high position, "Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, if the rules of Heaven really have a spirit, why does Bai Yujing still exist?"
The Emperor raised his finger to seal Wang Xiaotai's action, but she grabbed the spiritual power. Wang Xiaotai tilted his head, looked at the gradually dissipating spiritual power in his hand, and said with a smile, "If you want to seal my mouth, Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, you can’t do it with just such a small amount of spiritual power!”
In full view of everyone, the Emperor retracted his finger in embarrassment, secretly cursing, why is this Fuyao so unreasonable?
Where did this image stone come from?
There is clearly a formation on the dragon-slaying platform to isolate it from outside prying eyes and shield the energy. No one should be able to approach it privately.
It seems that someone was not careful enough and leaked the matter.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea suppressed the trembling of fear and looked at all the immortals present. The Dragon Clan is proud, the Dragon Clan is proud, the Dragon Clan is proud!
But today, this pride was trampled to pieces and ground into powder.
All the immortals and gods unconsciously avoided his gaze.
The Dragon King of the East China Sea felt sad, yes, even if this matter was exposed, what could he do?
D.
Does he want to kill all the people in heaven and make them vomit out all the dragon flesh and blood they have eaten?
The Dragon Clan has already suffered heavy losses today. Are they going to kill again today?
The Dragon King of the East China Sea burst into tears, without saluting or speaking, and left the Jiuxiao Palace with Bai Yujing's remaining dragon clan in the clouds as if fleeing.
Outside the Jiuxiao Palace, there were three thousand black-robed immortals waiting for Wang Xiaotai. When they saw the Dragon Clan, they did not stop them and silently made way for them.
The dragons are proud, and their pride is to run away quickly.
Wang Xiaotai and other immortals looked at their backs in silence.
The Baiyujing Jiuxiao Palace is particularly quiet today.
"Fellow immortals, the master of suffering has left. If you have nothing else to do, the little god will go ahead for the time being."
Wang Xiaotai turned around and bowed deeply, "By the way, I don't bother you all to think about the Immortal Palace for us. Today we will ascend to the Three Thousand Immortals. Three thousand people will not stay in Bai Yujing. After attaining the human world, it is natural for them to do so." Remaining in the human world, millions of believers in the world are still waiting for the gods they believe in to return home.
"Mortals will take care of themselves."
Wang Xiaotai walked away with a puff of sleeves.
In one day, three thousand immortals ascended to heaven.
In one day, three thousand immortals came down to heaven.
No one welcomes their arrival, and no one keeps them away when they leave.
If it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Gate opened wide after the ascension to immortality, and they had to come to Baiyujing, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to enter the Nantianmen.
After returning to the human world, everyone dispersed. Wang Xiaotai did not set up a banquet for this victory, but just let them return to their respective dojos and continue practicing.
Wang Xiaotai came to the underworld alone, beside the underworld, and looked at the torrent of underworld in front of her.
The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, but the spring is below, which is called the Yellow Spring.
By the Yellow Spring, hundreds of ghosts are walking at night, dark and dark, and wealth is scattered and people are leaving.
In the lingering darkness, Wang Xiaotai walked down the river step by step, letting the water of the underworld corrode her skin, and letting the biting blades under the underworld slaughter her bones. She waded through the water step by step, walking with incomparable determination. .
The ten kings of hell in the underworld, all the ghosts and ghosts on and off duty, and the ghosts coming and going are all watching this scene.
The underworld is a place for the dead, and no living person can enter it.
Although Wang Xiaotai has become a god, she still cannot completely resist the corrosion caused by the water of the underworld.
Her original punishment was to be immersed in such endless pain for ten thousand years.
She refused the punishment imposed on her by heaven, but took the initiative to walk into the underworld where immortals and gods dared not enter.
What is she going to do?
The ghost servant couldn't stand it anymore and took a step forward to persuade her. However, the ghost servant beside him grabbed his arm and raised his eyebrows, indicating that he should stay out of his own business.
Wang Xiaotai endured the tremendous pain and walked slowly in the underworld. The moon-white skirt of her body rose slightly, causing ripples in the water.
Finally reaching the center position, Wang Xiaotai's slightly raised face exuded a bright white light, and the cinnabar Guanyin mole between his eyebrows captured the soul.
Wang Xiaotai lowered her head, stretched out her fingers, and pressed her chest. Her body leaned forward slightly and her eyelashes drooped slightly, making her expression unclear.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Xiaotai suddenly reached into his chest, cut open his body, and took out a golden, beating thing from inside.
That is her heart and her godhead.
She dug out her own heart, but it was like picking a star from the sky.
An extraordinarily clear, deep and familiar aura emanated from the heart that was beating violently and struggling in her hand. The spiritual power was rioting. Wang Xiaotai's whole body's spiritual power surged like a tide in her limbs, trying to stop it. Her almost suicidal behavior.
Wang Xiaotai looked at his heart that was taken out for the second time. It was stronger than under Dongting Lake. Wang Xiaotai could feel that his godhead tempered by thunder was in this heart.
Even the punishment from heaven did not mean to dig out Wang Xiaomo's divine personality.
They just wanted to punish her and torture her, not kill her.
But now Wang Xiaotai took out his own godhead.
Wang Xiaotai put her heart in her palm, closed her fingers slightly, and with a pop, she crushed her heart and her godhead.
Golden viscous juice burst out from the heart and flowed into the underworld along Wang Xiaomo's hand, bursting out with a bright light that could illuminate the entire underworld.
The strange thing is that when the juice squeezed out of these hearts flows into the underworld, instead of integrating with the underworld water, it turns into pale soul fragments. They have no consciousness, no faces, just blank.
These souls stood in front of Wang Xiaotai, facing her, without words or movements, just standing towards her blankly.
The smile on Wang Xiaomo's lips was gentle, "Go, go to reincarnation, go to reincarnation. You have been with me for a long time. Now that I have grown up, it is time for you to go."
When Wang Xiaotai achieved the perfection of his godhood, it was at the seaside where he first met Ao Ren and Aolu. In the mirror, the soul fragments of 600,000 people ran towards Wang Xiaotai without going to reincarnation.
On the same day as the fairy, she became a god.
Today, Wang Xiaomoyu turned into a god, but he personally dug out his own golden godhead, used all his power to crush the godhead, released the densely packed pale soul fragments, and sent them back into reincarnation.
When a pale soul fragment with no memory passed by Wang Xiaotai and was about to enter reincarnation, Wang Xiaotai was still pinching his heart with one hand, but grabbed a corner of the soul with the other hand.
Her voice was very soft, for fear of disturbing the souls of the dead: “Come to me, okay?
"Can you come to me in the next life?
"Even if it's just a dream, that's fine. I haven't dreamed about you for a long time."
The soul that was pinched by a corner slowly turned its head and looked at Wang Xiaotai. After a while, he reached out and touched her hair.
It was a fragment of a soul with no face and no memory.
That was Wang Xiaotai's mother.
Today in the underworld, someone has fallen into the abyss.
Above Huangquan, thunder and lightning gathered, the heaven and earth shook, the birds dispersed, and there seemed to be a giant dragon in the dark clouds, flying in the sky and riding the wind.
Thank you Qingjin and TATaaa classmates for your monthly support!
Thanks for the lost memory, I will never be able to remember the rewards from my classmates!
After the tooth extraction, I became swollen like a bee puppy... to the point where I would laugh when I saw myself in the mirror... But I couldn't laugh... Mask of Pain_
It’s just a waste of time for me to save my manuscripts because I’m lazy….
(End of chapter)
