Winning Over the Burning Lamp, the Underworld Funeral Emperor!

Chapter 30 Winning Over the Burning Lamp, the Underworld Funeral Emperor!

Haotian and Yaochi never expected that the dignified Sage Zhunti would burst into tears after hearing his words.

I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw that Jieyin and Zhunti seemed afraid that he would change his mind.

He immediately said, "Thank you, Great Heavenly Venerable!"

He then turned to the disciples in the west and said, "You have rich experience in raising deer and elephants, so follow your senior brother Fang Qi to manage the Heavenly Court's Imperial Horse Stables."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qi appeared with two Taoist priests leading a sickly, emaciated deer and an elephant.

"Is this because they have extensive experience in breeding?" Haotian looked on with suspicion.

These two ancient and exotic creatures are probably going to be raised to death by riding deer and elephants, aren't they?

"Ksitigarbha, with your steady personality, you'll be the Curtain-Rolling General in the Lingxiao Palace."

"Yes, teacher!"

With a glint in his eyes, Ksitigarbha stepped out from the crowd.

"This Ksitigarbha is quite a character."

Chen Fusheng looked at Dizang and thought to himself, "I need to find a chance to kill him."

"Otherwise, Brother Fang Qi probably won't be able to spare any time for his Western disciples."

In the original grand scheme, Ksitigarbha was aiming to seize the fortune of the underworld.

He emulated the great vow of Jieyin and Zhunti: "I will not become a Buddha until the hells are emptied."

They actually managed to occupy the realm of evil spirits in the six realms of reincarnation right under Houtu's nose.

Although he is called a Bodhisattva, his strength is probably not much less than that of the Tathagata Many Treasures.

In the name of the Bodhisattva, he is granted the title of King!

"Maitreya, you are of human race... Oh no, Bhaisajyaguru, Mahasthamaprapta, you and Maitreya shall guard the Peach Garden together."

"Yes!" The Medicine Buddha, Maitreya, and Mahasthamaprapta were the three most honest men in the Western Sect, and their tone was very respectful.

"Ananda, Kasyapa, Subduer of Dragons, Subduer of Tigers, look at the four gates of Heaven."

Haotian and Yaochi never expected that the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, who had just looked bitter, would not only accept this obviously humiliating immortal position in the blink of an eye.

They've even arranged all the personnel.

Haotian really couldn't understand why Jieyin and Zhunti had changed so much.

When Chen Fusheng saw this, he couldn't help but smile.

Soon, Jieyin and Zhunti gave their final, delighted instructions, then transformed into a golden ray of light and flew back to the West.

"So wonderful, Haotian!"

"Wait until I go west and empty your Peach Garden and Imperial Horse Stables, then you'll know how bad luck is."

"Anyway, this is all because of the Hidden Dragon in your Heavenly Court that this happened."

"It has nothing to do with the West."

As the two Western saints departed.

The lamp appeared outside the South Heavenly Gate.

Another one asking for an official title?

Or is he the vice leader of the Chan Sect?

Haotian saw the lamp immediately.

However, he remembered that Yuanshi had just recently scolded him, a mere boy, for daring to plot for the position of Heavenly Emperor!

Haotian remembered this humiliation.

"snort!"

Haotian looked in the direction of the lamp and sneered.

They took Yaochi directly to the Heavenly Emperor's palace.

The lamp was stunned.

Then he sighed inwardly, "Bitter, so bitter."

"The teacher scolded Haotian before, which really offended him."

"How am I supposed to complete my mission if this is left unattended?"

When Chen Fusheng saw the bitter look on Randeng's face, his expression immediately brightened.

With Styx in hand, Zhen Yuanzi went straight to meet them.

"This humble Taoist priest, from the Netherworld, has bestowed boundless blessings upon Fengdu. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Randeng."

When Ran Deng saw Chen Fusheng, who was in the lead, he was startled and quickly took two steps back, speaking politely.

"Fu Sheng Emperor Fengdu?"

After all, this is a dragon that embodies bad luck.

However, this Huilong must have stumbled upon some incredible luck, as he was bestowed the title of Emperor of Youming Fengdu by Houtu.

Although judging from his current cultivation level, he is only at the mid-stage of the Profound Immortal realm.

But since it concerned the local Houtu, Ran Deng gave him some face and didn't turn around and leave.

But not much. Randeng said, "Fellow Daoist, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he was about to transform into a streak of light and disappear.

Regardless, it's best to stay away from Huilong first.

To avoid being tainted by bad luck.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment!" Chen Fusheng hurriedly spoke up, "My Netherworld is still lacking a Funeral Emperor!"

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Ran Deng would be interested?"

A Yin Seal of the Funeral Emperor floated before Randeng's eyes.

Randeng, who was originally planning to make a quick getaway, suddenly felt something the moment he heard about the Funeral Emperor!

He was originally the first piece of coffin board that was born to take human form.

It was perfectly suited to the local terrain.

Moreover, Huilong has now directly offered him the position of the Underground Funeral Emperor, making him unable to move.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was initially a little confused, suddenly understood from Minghe.

Brother Huilong, are you planning to develop the underground passage and recruit more cultivators from the prehistoric world?

Moreover, this title of Funeral Emperor was a nominal one without any real power.

But his status is indeed quite high.

However, Styx and Zhen Yuanzi were not unhappy.

Ran Deng was one of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace at the same time as them, and now he is the vice leader of the Chan Sect.

Although their strength is inferior to theirs, the prestige of the vice leader of the Holy Religion must still be given.

What they didn't know was that although Randeng was the vice leader of the Chan Sect...

However, they held no status whatsoever within the Chan sect.

Even Guang Chengzi could reprimand him because of Yuanshi's high regard for him.

Upon seeing the Yin Seal of the Funeral Emperor, Randeng couldn't help but accept it.

Instantly, the seal merged directly with him.

In that instant, Ran Deng seemed to see a profusion of flowers before him.

The great path that he had sought but could not obtain before had appeared directly beneath his feet.

He immediately straightened his clothes and respectfully said to Chen Fusheng, "Thank you, Boundless Blessed Emperor of Fengdu!"

"The Emperor has truly given this humble Taoist a wonderful surprise."

"This humble Taoist priest has a request... I wish to visit the Earth Goddess Houtu in the Underworld!"

Randeng was quite sensible, knowing that he had become the Underworld's Funeral Emperor and needed to pay homage to the Netherworld.

in the chat group.

Fang Qi: "The group owner really knows how to play. He directly appointed Randeng as the Funeral Emperor of the Underworld, making Randeng wish he could go to the Underworld right now."

Huang Tao: "Now my major is a perfect match."

Luo Ji: "Holy crap, the group owner has a dragon of the Randeng clan! Isn't the Randeng about to take off?"

Group owner Chen Fusheng: "Haha, let's plant a nail in the Chan Sect first, how about a full-service funeral service?"

A complete funeral service?

In the Netherworld, in the Pangu Palace.

Houtu looked at the chat history in the group, pondered for a moment, and then waved her hand slightly.

Instantly, a funerary object appeared in his hand.

Innate Top-Grade Spiritual Treasure: Netherworld Suona!

"This suona seems to go well with the lantern?"

Houtu seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of her exquisitely alluring mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

Meanwhile, Chen Fusheng and his group arrived at the Netherworld with Ran Deng.

"This humble Taoist priest, Ran Deng, has met the Greatly Compassionate and Merciful Empress Houtu!"

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As soon as the lamp was lit, it faced the direction of the Pangu Temple and bowed respectfully.

Of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace back then, he was the only one still alive at the peak of the Great Luo realm.

"This time, I, Ran Deng, must seize the opportunity and climb to the top step by step!"

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