I have devoted myself to practicing before, but I have never thought about it.

Now that the realm is not up, I look back and find that I have completed thirty-six experiences, but Loli did not prompt me to give additional rewards. Should I wait for me to advance?

But, I don't know how to advance!

Looking at the eight colorful beads in the mustard seed space, I had no idea for a moment, and suddenly a figure flashed through my mind, wearing a white long skirt, a slender waist, a long and jade-like body, a very friendly face, and a big eyes full of compassion.

By the way, go find Empress Pingxin!

I don’t need these ancestral witch souls. Maybe she is useful. If you exchange some treasures for her, wouldn’t you make any profit? She is a saint!

With a thought, I returned to the bank of the Forgetful River.

After looking around, countless Asuras gathered under the Suzhidala Pozhara tree, all of which were below the Golden Immortal. Unlike the previous tribe of the Yinshan Mountains, these Asuras were all wearing apricot yellow monk's robe and a dull expression.

After exploring the view of spiritual consciousness, I saw that these Asuras' flesh hearts melted, the Buddha's heart had already been born, and they had obviously been saved. Could it be the Asuras in Lingshan?

They also lined up to go under the tree.

But these Asuras were not beheaded, but just sat cross-legged around the huge Suzhidala Pozhara tree, put their palms together, recite a period of rebirth, and then-

Sitting and transformation!

Bai Yue suddenly realized that it must be that he had destroyed his soul too much, so Ksitigarbha was anxious and even sent a group of Asuras in Lingshan to make up for the count. These Asuras were washed away and did not resist. They just came to sit and transform!

After watching for a while, I couldn't stop it.

Forget it, the important thing is to destroy a group of souls next time...

Then he controlled the Sumeru mustard seeds to fly to the Naihe Bridge. Meng Po seemed to turn a blind eye to the residual shape on the banks of the Wangchuan River, and still stirred the soup in the big pot slowly.

Suddenly, a voice transmission came from her ears:

"Mother-in-law, take me to see Empress Pingxin, there is something important!"

Meng Po turned a deaf ear to her ears, and still stirred the soup in the big pot slowly. You can see Empress Pingxin just by meeting her. Who are you?

Bai Yue said again:

"Mother-in-law, I have...the remnant soul of the ancestor witch!"

With a "boom", the spoon poked the bottom of the pot and suddenly poked a transparent hole in the big pot. The soup leaked down the hole and dripped into the heat under the pot. "Spit" waves of black smoke spread out, and a burnt smell spread out...

Meng Po was like petrified, standing still, but her hand was shaking violently, as if she couldn't even hold the spoon. Her long silver hair floated away with the smoke, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from her beautiful eyes...

After a long time, Meng Po took a deep breath and whispered:

"If you lie to me..."

Bai Yue intercepted her and rushed to say:

"No retribution!"

Meng Po was a little stunned, and her whole body seemed to be full of vitality. Even the silver-white eyebrows also added a little bit of energy. Her body shook and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, the scenery changed drastically.

But it was an elegant cave with fairy spirit everywhere, pavilions, towers and pavilions looming, and while the jade flowers and green grass were hidden, Bai Yue controlled Sumeru mustard seeds to fly out of Meng Po's ears.

Jump out of the mustard seed space and reveal the appearance of Young Master Yang.

Meng Po was bowing to the small pavilion in front. Before she could tell, she saw someone else beside her. She glanced at her side and said in surprise:

"Master Marshal?"

Bai Yue bowed and said with a smile:

"My mother-in-law recognizes me too?"

Meng Po returned the gift and then stood up straight and smiled kindly:

"Since he was in front of the Grand Marshal, he believed it."

Before he finished speaking, a figure floated out of the pavilion, and she was wearing a white dress with a slender waist, a long and handsome body, a very friendly face, and her big eyes were full of compassion.

"The Grand Marshal is rude to visit!"

Bai Yue held his fists and bowed straight to the point:

"Empress, I have traveled through the edge of heaven and earth during this period, and I have obtained it by chance."

With a raised hand, eight beads of different colors floated out of the mustard space. Dijiang was blood red, Jumang was blue, Rushou golden, Zhurong orange red, Gonggong black, Xuanming gray, Qianliang moon white, and Zhujiuyin was transparent and colorless.

When Empress Pingxin saw the bead, her pretty face suddenly disappeared, her light pink lips twitched silently, and then her body began to tremble violently, and tears overflowed from her eyes.

Meng Po knelt down with a "thump", and the rain of tears was pouring. Empress Pingxin's eyes were filled with sadness. She stretched out her trembling hands, as if she was going to touch the beads. She barely touched but took them back, and bowed to Bai Yue!

Bai Yue hurriedly stopped, and when the saint bowed, who could bear it?

"Empress, don't be too polite. It was just a coincidence that I got these beads. How could I receive the gift from Empress?"

Although he did not dodge, Empress Pingxin still bowed deeply to that side before saying:

"The Grand Marshal, I am calm in charge of the six realms. Over the years, I have accumulated some treasures of heaven and earth. If the Marshal does not abandon it, I can take them away. But can these... souls be given to me?"

Bai Yue smiled and said:

"Empress, the boy is not greedy for money and is absolutely selfless. He just knew that the empress was in line with the bloodlines of these eight ancestor witches, so he rushed back and asked his mother-in-law to lead the way and send it to the empress. The empress should be assured to take it!"

But Empress Pingxin confiscated the beads and pondered:

"Now that Buddhism uses the Asura tribe to guide the three realms, does the Grand Marshal want to make peace take action?"

Bai Yue shook his head and said:

"Empress, I have a way to deal with Asura. I have sent the souls of eight ancestor witches to this point. I really have no idea. Does the boy look so much like a person who is entitled to repay kindness?"

Empress Pingxin sighed:

"The marshal is elegant and magnanimous, but Pingxin is already the greedy man's heart. To this day, all the cultivators are full of scheming and deceitful. Pingxin has also hated this in the past, but unexpectedly, he fell into this path, ashamed, ashamed..."

When I spread out my jade white palms, the eight beads fell into my palms one after another.

Empress Pingxin glanced at Bai Yue and said gratefully:

"The Grand Marshal is so generous, Pingxin dare not hide it. Do you know how important these eight wisps of residual souls are to Pingxin?"

Bai Yue shook his head and said:

"These eight are the Empress's brothers and younger brothers?"

Empress Pingxin looked sad and said:

"Houtu is the youngest, and the eleven ancestor witches are all my brothers. In the past, in the Lich War, Houtu only understood the laws of earth. His magic power was low, and his brothers were pitying, but they said that I was not suitable for battle, so they asked me to practice with peace of mind in the rear..."

Speaking of this, his tone was slouching and he sighed:

"When later, the eleven brothers fell one after another, and Houtu's heart was like a knife, but it was too late to regret it. Later, based on the way of heaven, he established the six realms of reincarnation. In fact, he had a selfish thought, trying to use the power of the earth to search the three realms and nine netherworlds, find a trace of the souls of the brothers to enter the reincarnation. However, for millions of years, it was the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror, and nothing was found..."

Seeing that she was sad, Bai Yue couldn't help but comfort her:
Chapter completed!