Houtu: Phoenix, what do you think of Huilong?

Chapter 43 Houtu: Jiufeng, what do you think of Huilong?

Outside the South Heavenly Gate.

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, looking at Jieyin and Zhunti who were extorting him, his voice icy: "Why haven't you released my Chan Sect disciples yet?"

Despite the cold tone of Yuanshi Tianzun, Jieyin and Zhunti, who had benefited from it, were completely unconcerned.

He turned around with a grin and said, "My precious disciple Fang Qi, quickly release the ancestors from the human seed bag."

"Please don't hurt them."

"These are all our Western Christians' lucky stars."

"Yes, prison warden."

As he spoke, Fang Qi stopped using his own Dao Fruit to suppress the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect through the Human Seed Bag.

They even proactively opened the opening of the human race bag.

Instantly, twelve golden rays shot out from within.

"Hmph! Let's go!"

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Yuanshi snorted coldly, glancing disapprovingly at the Twelve Golden Immortals. A golden road appeared in the void, leading straight to Kunlun.

Then he turned and left, flicking his sleeves.

The group of Golden Immortals from the Chan Sect, looking as if they had lost their parents, followed them back to Kunlun with their heads hanging low.

This whole mess has turned out like this; they're definitely not going to get away with this when they get back.

Guang Chengzi glanced at Randeng in the Heavenly Court and thought to himself, "It's all your fault, Randeng!"

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"If you had acted sooner, I wouldn't have suffered such humiliation!"

"Just wait until I get back to Kunlun, I'll give you a good dressing down!"

At this moment, Randeng felt a sudden tremor in his heart, as if he sensed a terrifying crisis.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Chen Fusheng.

Chen Fusheng immediately used the "Ominous Code" to dial the earphone hidden in Ran Deng's ear through a wisp of the source of misfortune.

Suddenly, a mysterious sound rang in Ran Deng's mind, ding, ding ding ding... cough cough...

The translation is as follows: "Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, please go back quickly."

"Remember, you are the Emperor of Funerals in the Underworld, and the Netherworld will always be your strongest support!"

Ran Deng was deeply moved upon hearing this.

They felt that even if it meant death, they couldn't expose Fusheng Enlong's secret!

I must strive to stay in the Chan Sect and keep an eye on the situation of the Primordial Heavenly Dao for my Enlong!

With a thousand words to say, Ran Deng responded with only two coded runes using an unlucky password: Ding... Ding!

The translation is as follows: "West Sea!"

The Bad Luck Code was created by Chen Fusheng by imitating Morse code from his previous life, combining it with Sudoku deduction, incorporating the characteristics of bad luck, and finally adding some authentic local power!

Therefore, even a Heavenly Saint would not be able to detect the slightest thing without using his great magical power to deduce it specifically!

Watching the figure of Ran Deng transform into a streak of light and disappear among the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, Chen Fusheng couldn't help but smile.

"It's done!"

"The spies planted within the Chan Sect have completely submitted!"

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi looked worried and struggled for a long time. Using the Earth Book to block out the secrets of heaven, he couldn't help but send a telepathic message to Chen Fusheng: "Third Brother Fusheng, I think it's still too dangerous to leave Brother Hongyun in the West."

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"Is there any way to let him come to the Underworld openly and legitimately?"

"Otherwise, I really can't rest easy."

"After all, the two Western Saints have now thoroughly offended Yuanshi."

"Yes." After thinking for a moment, Chen Fusheng understood the deep friendship between Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yunji.

"Brother Zhenyuan, don't worry, we'll head back to the underworld first, and Brother Hongyun will arrive shortly!"

"Real or fake?" Zhen Yuanzi's voice changed upon hearing this.

Although he knew his third brother was very resourceful, he couldn't possibly be that resourceful, could he?

Is Hongyun's identity about to be exposed?

Otherwise, how could they possibly snatch someone away from Jieyin and Zhunti?

Chen Fusheng noticed Zhen Yuanzi's confusion, simply nodded slightly, and said calmly, "Brother, trust me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi immediately slapped himself hard across the face!

"How could I doubt that my third brother couldn't handle this?"

"I deserve to die!"

"Brother Zhenyuan, please, please don't do this."

Chen Fusheng was also startled and quickly stepped in to stop him.

He never expected that Zhen Yuanzi would suddenly start slapping himself repeatedly.

A void passage connecting to the underworld appeared, and Chen Fusheng pulled Zhen Yuanzi away.

The Netherworld, Fengdu Palace.

Chen Fusheng was completely absorbed in the chat group.

"@Fang Qi, find an opportunity to make Hongyun make a grand vow and come to the underworld quickly."

"Zhen Yuanzi is really too worried about Hongyun's safety."

Huang Tao: "Having a best friend like that is truly enviable."

Luo Ji: "All innate deities can be male or female, do you want to be gay?"

Huang Tao: "Hiss... I wouldn't dare!"

"Then Hongyun made a grand vow to come to the underworld?"

Inside the Pangu Hall, Houtu scattered blue spider lily petals into the foot bath tub and gazed into the chat group, lost in thought.

Houtu vaguely felt that she understood something, but she always felt that there was a thin veil of mist between her and the truth.

"What grand ambitions can one make to enter the underworld?"

"What nonsense is this Huilong spouting?"

"I haven't even figured out the things about the underworld yet, how could he possibly know more about them than I do?"

in the chat group.

Fang Qi: "The Buddhist order hasn't even been established yet, so how can it be established?"

Group owner Chen Fusheng: "Anyway, it's just an empty promise, so let's change it."

"For example, I vow not to become a saint until hell is emptied!"

"Isn't this still occupying the hungry ghost realm within the six realms of reincarnation?"

These words were spoken in the Pangu Palace.

Houtu's aura suddenly surged!

Rumble!

Then it was instantly pressed down by Houtu.

Houtu's beautiful eyes were filled with utter horror.

Although she knew that this little perverted dragon, who had taken human form, knew a lot, the problem now was that it knew too much. Her own six paths of reincarnation already included the Heavenly Path Haotian, the Asura Path Styx, and the Hell Path Zhenyuanzi. These three paths were completed with the help of the dragon.

If we add the Hungry Ghost Path of Red*Ksitigarbha*Cloud, then there are four paths that Little Color Dragon helped her complete.

Thinking of this, even Houtu couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Do I ultimately control the Six Paths of Reincarnation, or does this Hidden Dragon control it?"

The next moment, Houtu regained her confidence.

"It's alright, I control all the tunnels."

"Even if the six realms of reincarnation were completely perfected and completed with the help of this little perverted dragon, what harm would there be?"

"However, I must personally complete the cycle of human and animal conduct."

"And this Huilong, he's got too many tricks up his sleeve. We have to find a way to win him over!"

Thinking of this, a glint of light flashed in Houtu's beautiful eyes, and she suddenly said, "Jiufeng, come here for a moment."

"Yes, Second Sister."

Jiufeng, who had been cultivating outside the Pangu Palace, entered the palace with some doubt, her long, slender, well-proportioned, and strong legs carrying her.

"Second sister, what is it?"

The Wu tribe speaks very directly, and since Jiufeng and Houtu have a good relationship, they speak very frankly.

There aren't that many hidden agendas.

Moreover, Jiufeng felt that her second sister had been acting strangely ever since she came to the Netherworld.

He always locks himself in the Pangu Palace, and his aura still occasionally bursts out.

Something's not right. Something's definitely not right.

Jiufeng spoke directly, and Houtu was even more direct, asking right away, "Jiufeng, what do you think of Fengdu?"