After touching it, the old Daoist had no choice but to give up.
It was just like how some people liked to help others clean their ears. If they dug out large pieces of earwax, hiss, that sense of accomplishment and satisfaction was indescribable.
Catching lice is the same. If you catch lice here and there and you can't catch a single one, you'll get bored, too.
Outside, more and more people gathered. It was as if several windows had opened in the sky. Many old men also poked their heads out to check on the situation here.
The Old Taoist knew very well why these old fogies were suddenly willing to move a little.
They were all lined up on the shooting list,
Sooner or later, the Xuanyuan Sword would find them one by one,
Originally..,
Everyone was in despair,
But when they saw that he had actually come back alive and kicking..,
Naturally, they began to be so excited that they couldn't control themselves. They thought that they had seen the dawn of hope!
For these old vegetables, why they lived and what they had to do when they lived might really not be important anymore.
Stay,
Stay,
Continue to stay at all costs,
This was the true meaning of their existence now.
It was as if everyone was competing to see who could live longer to apply for the Guinness World Record,
As for how painful it was to live, whether it was a fate worse than death, whether it needed euthanasia, they really didn't care.
Perhaps they hadn't seen through it before, or perhaps they didn't have the energy to split out to see it. However, the battle in Sanya in the Yang Realm, the Xiezhi descended, and the Bodhisattva ascended. Such a big commotion naturally couldn't be hidden from them.
In addition to his appearance here..,
They naturally understood after thinking about it.
The old Daoist could not be bothered with them. They only dared to look and did not dare to really do anything. If they really wanted to make a move, it was because he was "Young and strong". Could it be that he could not defeat those bunch of bones?
On the other hand, the nine pillars in front of him aroused the old Daoist's interest.
Were these nine formed from the ten fingers of the Immortal King that Ying Gou had cut off?
Ksitigarbha brought them up because he wanted to be able to see the true meaning of immortals through them.
Hehe..,
Immortals..,
Those ruins..,
Could also be called the Immortal Court?
The old Daoist smiled. To be honest, because of the Mountain Moving Ape, he was one of the few people in this world who had the deepest understanding of the Immortal Court.
Back then, the Yellow Emperor wielded the Xuan-Yuan Sword and ascended to the Immortal Realm. With a swing of his sword, there were no immortals in the world.
After witnessing the might of the Xuan-Yuan Sword, the Celestial King knew that he could not withstand the might of the Human Master.
Thus, he scattered his resentment and unwillingness into nothingness.
His original plan was that he couldn't afford to offend them, but he could afford to hide.
Since he was an Immortal and an Immortal King, he would definitely have some trump cards up his sleeves. Otherwise, wouldn't he have wasted his "Immortal" skin?
In any case, the Yellow Emperor had set a rule for himself and the world, a rule for "people".
The Yellow Emperor himself did not break this rule. When his lifespan came to an end, he disappeared.
Therefore, the Immortal King returned.
But his luck was bad.
He confronted the man who was sitting on the white bone throne in the middle of the Netherworld Sea.
It was an incomparably tragic battle. In Hell, under the detection of the Immortal King's aura, various ferocious beasts launched a counterattack against the alpha wolf of Hell at that time.
It could even be said that his ancestor was the first generation.
The reason why he was able to reorganize the mountains and rivers of Hell and establish the foundation of an Abyssal Prefect was because
It could be said that he had benefited from Ying Gou's glory back then.
In that battle, Ying Gou had wiped out most of the thorns. One had to know that they were giant ferocious beasts that dared to resist Ying Gou.
If not for that battle, it would have been much more difficult for his ancestor to unify Hell, and it would have taken much longer.
Purely from the results of the battle..,
Ying Gou had fallen.
The Immortal King's ten fingers had been cut off.
It was a little like Ying Gou had suffered a loss. He had been beaten up, but the other party had only lost ten fingers.
In reality, that was not the case.
Not to mention that Ying Gou was still "alive".
Purely from the results of that battle..,
There was a word called "Taint".
Ying Gou had cut off the Immortal King's ten fingers, which was equivalent to completely cutting off the possibility of the Immortal King continuing to taint the Yin and Yang. From then on, the Immortal King was almost no different from the lonely ghosts that wandered outside the Three Realms.
And right now, all nine of his fingers had grown long!
The old Daoist turned around and looked at the small temple again.
He did not destroy it because this might be the last trace left behind by Ksitigarbha in the Yin and Yang Realm.
Perhaps, in the past, he felt that when he returned, this small temple would definitely be razed to the ground. The palace that belonged to the Lord of the Prefecture would once again stand on the peak of Mount Tai.
But at this moment, he was not in the mood.
To be honest..,
If it wasn't for that matter that forced the boss to be too black-hearted when doing business..,
He had borrowed a wall from him, and he had actually used the position of the King of Hell in exchange..,
He might not even step into Hell..,
He would never step into it again.
Finally..,
The old Daoist stood up,
The little monkey held back its tears and continued to nibble on these natural treasures in the old Daoist's arms. It was extremely wronged.
In the distant sky..,
The Great Changqiu took a step forward,
One step..,
Appeared a hundred meters in front of the old Daoist.
The Great Changqiu bowed,
And bowed,
And asked,
"May I ask if you are the successor of the Lord of the Prefecture?"
The Lord of the Prefecture had been cut off for too long. It was normal for him not to know him. Even though the Great Changqiu had roughly guessed something, he was not very sure.
In the distance, Emperor Yu of Song stood beside King Qinguang. The two former Yama Kings looked at each other. They could see a hint of hidden fear between each other.
"Cough..."
The old Daoist cleared his throat,
But after clearing it for a long time, he did not manage to clear enough phlegm to spit out heavily,
He could not help but give up,
He shook his head,
He said,
"Let's go home and take a look."
With these words, it was equivalent to confirming his identity!
In the next moment..,
Some of the remaining Yama Kings panicked, and some simply put away their dharmakayas and knelt down.
The eight servants behind the Great Changqiu moved closer to the Great Changqiu.
The clash and friction between the new and old overlords was unavoidable.
However, the old Daoist did not seem to have any intention of returning to compete for hegemony,
He only said very calmly,
"This Mount Tai, anyway, when I am here, it is here. When I am not here, it is still here.
"To be honest, I am really not interested in snatching power or anything like that today.
I still have other things to do. Today, I am only here for a small matter. "
The Great Changqiu still had a kind and humble smile on his face,
He bowed and said,
"Tell us, we will definitely do as you say."
At this moment, it was only right to admit defeat. If they could avoid fighting, they would not fight.
That was because no one knew how terrifying this Lord of the Prefecture who had returned after a thousand years was.
Uncontrollable was the most taboo thing for a superior.
The servants were already sitting in such a high position. If they went any higher, there would be no more space.
Therefore, they would naturally focus most of their attention on how to make their position more stable,
Don't shake, don't shake, be steady.
The old Daoist held the monkey in his right hand and stuck his left pinky into his ear to dig. Then, he placed it in front of him and blew,
He said,
"There's a little guy who wants me to ask for the position of Equal King for him. I agreed."
"We also agreed!"
The Great Changqiu answered without hesitation,
"You are still the most considerate. You know that there are nine of us brothers and we still lack a seat. You've solved a big problem for us and helped us make it perfect."
"Alright, you little thing, you're quite tactful. I can help you block the disaster."
The Great Changqiu bowed and said, "You're right."
In fact, the Great Changqiu had misunderstood.
The Great Changqiu thought that it was because he was sensible that he avoided an unpredictable confrontation.
However, in reality, the old Daoist was right. It was precisely because of the Great Changqiu's existence, his cowardice, his philistinism, and his submissiveness that he and his brothers around him broke away from the circle of relationships with the Immortal King.
If they had continued to consider themselves as the inheritors of the Immortal King, they might have been on the list of names that the Xuanyuan Sword had named.
They were lucky. They had first divided into ten and then separated themselves. That was how they had avoided the disaster.
Unfortunately, he did not have such good luck. That was because the pit that his ancestor had dug for him was too big.
They chatted happily,
Although one side was a little arrogant..,
Fortunately, the other side had a cotton temper. He directly admitted defeat and was willing to let go of the empty chair.
Although the people of Yin Si were still confused, they roughly knew that there was no need to fight. They could not help but let out a long sigh of relief.
There was nothing they could do. In the past few years, they had been beaten up by Ying Gou every now and then.
In this kind of battle between real big shots, if they went up, they would really only be there to make up the numbers. They did not even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder.
Not far below,
Feng Si'er looked at Lawyer An,
He said,
"Congratulations, Your Highness."
He, Feng Si, naturally would not be able to avoid any benefits. It was unlikely that he would become a prince, but if he could become the prince's right-hand man, it would be far better than continuing to 'seduce people with his looks'.
"I'm not done yet."
"What's wrong?"
"This chair is empty just like that. I can't sit comfortably either."
"Oh, I'm missing one thing."
"Yes, that's why His Excellency is a kind man. Since he has promised Boss, he will definitely let me sit on that chair firmly."
… …
"Alright, I won't let others sit on this chair for nothing. I don't want you to say that I'm bullying others."
The old priest said as he hugged the monkey.
Da Changqiu and the other servants were shocked when they heard this.
Da Changqiu almost shouted, "Please bully us. We need to be bullied. We are willing to be bullied."
"I have always been open-minded. When I do things, I will be convinced."
As he said that,
The old priest pointed at the servants in front of him with his left hand:
"One of you has to die."
Then,
He pointed at the remaining Yama Kings who were watching this scene in the distance:
"One of you has to die too."
Finally,
He looked at the sky,
"One of you has to die too."
One on each side died,
It was to establish prestige!
This was..,
The lineage of the Lord of the Palace paid attention to being convinced!
After saying that,
The old priest reached out and plucked three strands of monkey fur from the back of the little monkey's neck,
One was yellow, one was purple, and one was red,
He opened his palm and placed it in front of his mouth,
He blew gently!
"Pfft!"
In an instant,
On the peak of Mount Tai,
Three imposing and terrifying bodies appeared,
One, the Purple Gold Divine Monkey!
One, the Mountain Moving Ape!
One, the Red-Bottomed Horse Monkey!
The old priest raised his throat,
He shouted:
"Quickly, slash!"