BXBX NOVEL Chapter 621 Conspiracy Behind The Scenes
Conspiracy Behind the Scenes
The Six Paths of Reincarnation required Dharmic powers to construct six paths to form a divine power. In the future, he could use them to form soldiers.
The process was very difficult and required high proficiency. What He Chuan did not lack the most was proficiency.
Ten days later.
The void trembled.
Six different colored halos appeared behind He Chuan. The halos were arranged in a circle and slowly rotated.
He muttered something.
The green passage suddenly emitted light, and a group of bees the size of a washbasin flew out with human faces. The stinger on the back of their buttocks flickered with a metallic luster.
However, their cultivation level was a little low. It was only at the early-stage Energy Refinement Realm.
Six Paths Reincarnation Divine Weapon Technique was considered to be at the initial stage. In the later stages, the cultivation and number of Dao Soldiers summoned would increase accordingly.
Just as He Chuan was feeling around, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He quickly told Yaoyue and the other Ghost Kings to hide while he flew out to the outside world.
When he arrived in the outside world, he saw a figure appear at the foot of the mountain.
The fat monster held a wine jar in its left hand and a Ghost God in its right hand, gnawing on it continuously.
When the Pig Ghost King saw He Chuan, he revealed his big scarlet teeth.
"Fellow Daoist He Chuan, I came to find you. You don't mind eating a few little fellows, right?" Regardless of whether He Chuan agreed or not, he directly swallowed the Ghost God, looking like he was not done yet.
"I don't mind. What brings Fellow Daoist here?" He Chuan gave a fake smile. Fortunately, he had hidden the Ghost Kings in advance. Otherwise, he would have been taken away by these guys.
He was still thinking about the Scorching Sun Godking's Demon Subduing Painting. This magic treasure was in the hands of Judge Pan Kui, and the interest in the future would be repaid with his head.
"Aiya, that's right. Fellow Daoist, are you building a Netherworld?" Ghost King Pig looked at He Chuan.
He Chuan appeared very magnanimous. He waved his hand and released the restriction on Beiyin Mountain.
Pig Ghost King clasped his hands behind his back and looked left and right as he walked into Beiyin Mountain.
On the top of the mountain was the first layer, where the long snakes breathed flames and the iron dogs breathed smoke. Looking at the tall iron dogs and the long snakes circling the mountain, Pig Ghost King couldn't help but sigh.
"Your Hell is not bad. It seems that you cultivate the Netherworld Hell Dao." There were many orthodoxies in the Yellow Springs, such as the Golden Bridge of Helplessness, the Gate of Avici, the Son of Yama, and the Netherworld Hell, which specialized in the cultivation of hell.
The cultivation method was never the main point. The main point was whether one could cultivate it. It was not that there were no people who cultivated several at the same time.
Pig Ghost King cultivated the Evil Spirit Dao.
"I cultivate both the Son of Yama and the Netherworld." He Chuan said.
"Be careful not to bite off more than you can chew."
The two of them went from the first layer to the ninth layer.
"Why is the foot of the mountain empty?" Pig Ghost King stopped and looked at the tenth level. He turned to look at He Chuan and asked in puzzlement.
"My cultivation is shallow and I don't know what hell I want to cultivate. This is my last chance, so I want to explore it." He Chuan hid the tenth level of hell. In the entire Netherworld, only the palace under the jurisdiction of Yama King had the Infernal Hell.
The others did not have the chance to build the Infernal Hell, which belonged to the Yama King and his most trusted subordinates.
He didn't dare to reveal it. Not to mention that it would be taken away by others, he couldn't even tell how it came about.
There might be many people involved.
"Fellow Daoist, you did well. It seems your cultivation has improved in a short period of time." Pig Ghost King turned around and nodded in satisfaction.
He Chuan's temperament had undergone a huge change. Pig Ghost King could clearly feel his cultivation had indeed increased.
In the past, he could definitely take down He Chuan. Now, if he wanted to deal with He Chuan, he would have to use all his strength. And he might not be able to take him down.
"You flatter me. I was just lucky." He Chuan said.
The two of them exchanged pleasantries before Pig Demon King took out a jade bottle.
"This is the Yellow Spring Profound Pill. There are a total of ten of them." Pig Ghost King opened the bottle, and a delicate fragrance emanated from the bottle, making one feel relaxed and happy.
On the surface of the golden pill, there were nine orifices. Pitch-black demonic energy gushed out as if it had condensed into a spirit.
The so-called spirit was the essence of spiritual energy, born in the place where spiritual energy gathered.
The spirit was formed, and the next moment, it was dispersed by the restriction on the bottle.
There were actually ten nine-holed golden cores!
He Chuan was very surprised. He didn't expect Pan Kui to start plucking his feathers. Thinking of this, a bad feeling struck his heart. Could there be a big pit?
No matter what, the medicinal pill was ultimately not faulty. He accepted the golden pill.
"I was bored today and came to take a look. I also wanted to help Judge deliver something."
"It's fine. You can come whenever you want."
"Since there's nothing else, I'll leave first. City God didn't send anyone to contact you, right?" Just as Pig Ghost King was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something.
"City God seems to dislike the people from the Judge Department. He didn't give them any face back in Dahao." He Chuan shook his head.
"Ignore him, don't let him plot against you. The death of the previous Head of the Merit Bureau was caused by this person." Ghost King Pig sneered.
Then, Pig Ghost King tore through space and disappeared.
He Chuan looked at the back of this person silently.
Hall Master Ming Chen wasn't very harmonious internally. Pan Kui and City God were mortal enemies.
In fact, he did not tell the truth to Pig Demon King just now. It was not that City God did not send people to contact him.
More than ten days ago, a letter was sent through some unknown channel. The content of the letter was to ask him to submit. The tone of the letter was very arrogant as if it was a reward.
Instead of relying on this guy, it was better to stay with Pan Kui.
At the very least, he was free here, and under normal circumstances, no one would care about him.
City God was an extreme. He had very strong control over his subordinates.
The most important criterion was to store private wealth. Therefore, everything had to be handed over and then distributed by the City God, including women, magic tools, cultivation techniques, and so on.
Other than that, there were other strict rules.
Although City God was very generous to his subordinates and even very protective of them, He Chuan could not accept this kind of atmosphere. He had too many secrets.
He couldn't even tell the people close to him, let alone City God.
He Chuan asked the Ghost Kings, Yaoyue, and the others to come out and guard the area. Then, he returned to the secret chamber and continued to cultivate the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Currently, there were only poisonous bees from the Insect Path, and at least every path had Dao Soldiers.
After Innate Creation Wood Seed completely digested Goumang's power, he would visit Old Weng Tai to see if he could obtain a powerful Dao Soldier.
With everything ready, he could leave the Eastern Sea.
Time flew by.
Unknowingly, a month had passed.
The secret room was dark and shrouded in a gloomy mist.
He Chuan sat cross-legged. The sapling above his head slowly emitted a green light.
The green light fell on his head, and the black mist assimilated the green light.
Soon, the green light turned into a black mist.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and a burst of black light shot out from his pupils. The walls turned pitch-black and then turned into pus.
His gaze was not a spell. It was his power that leaked out of his control, which was why this happened.
He slowly stood up and paced around the room.
Wherever he went, pitch-black plants grew on the ground that was as hard as steel.
The plant with four leaves moved closer to He Chuan. The demonic fog changed, and the leaves turned into four human faces. Their facial features were blurry, and they were changing all the time.
"Master." The human face's voice was hoarse, like fingernails rubbing against a hard object, making one shudder.
He didn't say anything but stared at the strange plant. The ground was covered with black vines.