"Xiao Chen, you are cruel!" Zhunti and Jie Yin did not dare to provoke any more. They took away the remaining Buddhist soldiers and Buddhist disciples, turned around and fled towards the heaven. The ancestors of the Blood Sea who were cultivating in the Blood Sea Palace heard the movement and sent a large number of demon soldiers to greet them. The four gods did not stop them. Although they had the opportunity to obtain the great road, they could not defeat the saints and were also trapped by the great road. , every move is within the scope of the avenue. Xiao Chen sneered: "Even if a group of ants are twisted into a ball, they are still ants after all." With a flick of his sleeves, he turned back to the water house and began to meditate in silence with his eyes closed. At this point, the West's conspiracy to conquer the East has completely failed, and Emperor Xiao Chen's miraculous move in naming the Four Spirits has once again brought the reputation of the Imperial Religion to its peak. The entire human world began to regard the Human Emperor Sect as the leader of all religions, respecting Fuxi as the Emperor of Heaven, Xuanyuan as the Emperor of the Earth, and Xiao Chen as the Brave Saint Emperor, meaning the most courageous and fearless Saint Emperor in ancient times. Thousands of mortals recited the name of the Great Brave Holy Emperor devoutly day and night. For a time, the Human Emperor Religion was at its peak, and the power of faith gained by Xiao Chen was like the sea embracing all rivers. A large amount of the power of faith was put into the Bagua Exquisite Demon Refining Tower by Xiao Chen. At his level, he did not need to use the power of faith to practice, but used it to temper weapons. The effect of the power of faith can be said to be extremely powerful. It not only has the effect of merit, but also has the effect of refining supreme magic weapons. Therefore, although the Western religion is poor, it can support countless Bodhisattvas, vajras, and bhikkhus with the incense of one religion, and it can compete with the entire Eastern religious tradition for many years using the land of the West. To be honest, Xiao Chen admires the two holy beings of the West. To be able to take root and establish a religion in such a poor place, and to carry forward Buddhism and even penetrate into the East, this is not only great wisdom, but also great perseverance and perseverance. ???????????????????????????? You should never, never put your claws into my pocket, Xiao Chen pinched his fingers hard, and the entire Crescent Moon Fairy Lake suddenly trembled. Suddenly, Xiao Chen thought of a key point. The Buddhist practice system uses the power of faith to condense a golden body. I wonder if this golden body is useful to the dead. Master has always been worried about the deceased Fu Xi. He doesn¡¯t know if it is possible to use the power of faith to reshape Fu Xi¡¯s past body, which is just his scattered soul. What should he do? In an instant, Xiao Chen thought a lot, and even thought of the key point. Fuxi didn't need the wind chime. Xuanyuan and himself had forcibly pulled out her soul from the netherworld and brought it back to the world. But this is based on a premise. The soul of the wind chime is not dissipated, it still exists in the world, it is just divided. ¡°Forget it, no one knows more about the soul than the ancestral witch in the netherworld. After all, there is a reincarnation built there, although this reincarnation is really nothing in the eyes of the saint. But at this moment, it is Xiao Chen's only hope. If You Mingduo can't give the answer, then the idea of ????reshaping his past body can only be shelved. Thinking of this, Xiao Chen suddenly stood up and stepped out, already in the netherworld. Xuan Ming, who was practicing in the sea of ??suffering, stood up suddenly and looked at Xiao Chen who came from the entrance of Netherworld with a surprised look on his face. "War Emperor, you are such a rare visitor. Could it be that you are tired of seeing the prosperity of the human world and come to my underworld to appreciate the bad water and smell?" When Xiao Chen heard this, he smiled awkwardly. Xuan Ming's words were somewhat self-pity. The environment is indeed not as good as the human world. It is said that the saint has the power to change the heaven and the earth, but changing the appearance cannot change the eyes of the heart. Even if the hell with evil water and evil atmosphere is changed to spring like spring all year round, with flowers blooming like catkins, the dark atmosphere still cannot be dissipated. Thinking of the glory of the ancestral witch ruling the human world thousands of years ago, Xiao Chen somewhat understood Xuan Ming's self-pity. After thinking for a moment, Xiao Chen felt that he could show some sincerity in exchange for the secret of his soul. "Xuan Ming, this time I came to the underworld because I have something important to discuss with your ancestral witches." "Well, between heaven and earth, what else can you do to the Emperor of War?" Xuan Ming's words were indeed not a joke, she I really admire and even worship Xiao Chen. I really don¡¯t understand what else can happen to Xiao Chen now. Xiao Chen smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Even Hongjun has something he can't count, let alone me?" "Could it be that, War Emperor, you are not as good as Hongjun?" "Uh" Xuan Ming's words, Xiao Chen was immediately embarrassed, saying that he was not as good as Hongjun, wasn't this demeaning himself, and now he was really confident to fight Hongjun. But saying that he is better than Hongjun is obviously inconsistent with what he said. Thinking of this, Xiao Chen could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "Xuan Ming, don't talk about these trivial matters, I have something important to do this time." "Well, The War Emperor just said it doesn¡¯t matter.¡± Xiao Chen tapped his fingers on the stone table, organized his words, and said slowly: "I have heard that Youming is proficient in soul matters. I wonder if there is a way to condense the past body?" "I wonder what the past body the Emperor of War refers to? Who? " Xiao Chen frowned when he heard Xuan Ming's question. He didn't want to reveal the real person in his past life, otherwise the world would be shocked and the saint would be uneasy. Because in that era, Fuxi was a taboo word that made all saints fearful. Otherwise, Emperor Jun and Taiyi would not have chosen to plot against Xuanyuan instead of Fuxi. "It's inconvenient for the War Emperor, so I won't force it, but I would like to ask, does the owner of the past body still have a soul?" "No, there may be thoughts from the past." "What!" Xuan Ming was shocked, there was no soul, How terrifying it must be for such a person to have no physical body but still have thoughts of the past! ???????? Vaguely, Xuan Ming figured out a little bit about this person¡¯s background, but he still had to go deeper. Suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood as if being pricked by a needle. Xiao Chen saw this and hurriedly used a trace of holy power: "Xuan Ming, you are too bold. This person is not something you can count on." "Ahem, I think I know who he is, you are really crazy. !" Xuan Ming covered his mouth and kept coughing. Although he was moisturized by Xiao Chen's holy power, he still felt uncomfortable. "Hmm, who is it?" Xiao Chen was surprised. He didn't believe that Xuan Ming, a mere beginner saint, could figure out Fu Xi! "Humph, isn't it" Xuan Ming was about to say the last two words, but suddenly felt inappropriate, so he used his fingers to write the word "Fuxi" on Xiao Chen's palm. "I hope you, You Ming, will never leak it." Now that Xuan Ming had guessed it, Xiao Chen didn't want to deny it. He just looked at Xuan Ming cautiously. Xuan Ming naturally understood what Xiao Chen meant and got up without hesitation. Palm swears. "If I, Xuan Ming, reveal even a few words, I will not make any progress in my cultivation throughout my life. I will endure the pain of inner fire forever, and learn from it." As soon as these words came out, Dao felt it, and a line of mysterious energy rushed straight into Xuan Ming, and gently imprinted into Xuan Ming. In the palm of his hand, there was suddenly a trace of fire. "Xuanming, since you have sworn, I will not lie to you. I want to reshape his past body for him, and I hope you, Youming, can help me." Xuanming is silent. The method of the soul can be said to be the biggest secret of Youming, and It was the power of the ancestral witch's magic. Xiao Chen's request was indeed a bit excessive. "War Emperor, it's not that I, Xuan Ming, am stingy, but that this soul method is related to the reproduction of my witch clan, so" Looking at Xuan Ming, who was frowning, Xiao Chen also knew that his request was a bit inconsistent. Favoring the favor, he immediately gritted his teeth and decided to make a big profit. "If Xuan Ming agrees to tell me how to reshape his past body, I am willing to set aside an area of ??the human race for you to live in." "What!" Xuan Ming was shocked. It must be said that Xiao Chen was very creative. It was also very attractive, and Xuan Ming even had the urge to agree on the spot. ¡°When I think that Gonggong is the head of the ancestral witch, at least in name, it is inappropriate for me to do this both emotionally and rationally. "War Emperor, can you allow my ancestral witch to discuss it for a few days?" Xiao Chen chuckled and made a request: "This is human nature, please do it." "Thank you so much, War Emperor, please stay in Netherworld for a while. "Sunday." After Xuan Ming finished speaking, he hurried towards the Ancestral Witch Hall without waiting for Xiao Chen to reply. ¡¡¡¡¡ ¡°Little sister, why do you think you came to us in such a hurry?¡± Gonggong and Zhu Rong both had hot tempers, and they started shouting as soon as they stepped into the Ancestral Witch Hall. "Brothers, I think it's better not to be anxious. The younger sister naturally has her own reasons for doing things." Gou Mang chuckled, he had always admired Xuan Ming's wisdom. Di Jiang also nodded in agreement: "What Gou Mang said is true. Sister Xuanming must have something big going on." "Yes, calling all brothers here this time is really of great importance." With that, Xuanming General Xiao Chen Chen's intention and conditions were explained in detail. Gonggong, Zhu Rong and others were all silent after listening. After a while, they suddenly said: "We don't give it, what are Xiao Chen going to do?" I don't understand what Gou Mang said, so if I don't give it, if Xiao Chen wants to rob it, the current Youming is far from his opponent. If Xiao Chen just smiled indifferently and did not fall out on the spot, then this attitude would be thought-provoking. However, one thing is undeniable. The relationship between the human race and the Wu race that has finally warmed up may return to the freezing point ¡°That¡¯s it, just agree to him.¡± Although Gonggong was using rough lines, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that only agreeing to one way is suitable for the current countermeasures. "Xuan Ming, this Soul Sutra records the art of the soul. You can give it to Xiao Chen." "Wait!" At this moment, Jumang stepped out and grabbed the Sutra from Xuan Ming's hand. The ancestral witches were all puzzled. "Ju Mang, what are you doing!" Xuan Ming thought that Ju Mang was going to renege on his promise, and suddenly became furious. Gou Mang gave a weird smile: "Xiao Chen only needs the ability to condense the soul of his past body. Isn't it superfluous for us to give him a scripture? Let's give him the most crucial chapter." "Wonderful!" Gonggong said fiercely. With a slap in the face, he felt that Gou Mang had a great idea. The Soul Sutra was an undisclosed secret of the witch clan. If the entire book was leaked, it would be equivalent to handing over life to Xiao Chen.