Chapter 107: The Peaceful Alliance, the Witch Clan intends to create thirteen ancestor witches!
"Little sister!"

Ping Xin had just finished speaking when an earth-shattering roar of grief and anger came from the side.

Pingxin turned his head and the person he saw was none other than the Space Ancestral Witch, Dijiang, who had come with his ten brothers and sisters!

Dijiang stared at him, his eyes full of disbelief... Xuanming looked at Dijiang, then at Houtu, mustered up his courage, timidly stepped forward, and tugged at Pingxin's sleeve... He looked so cautious, how could he have any of the sharpness he had in the first battle between the Lich and the Demon?
"Little sister...can you please return to the Wu Clan? We brothers and sisters can't live without you..."

Pingxin reached out and ruffled Xuanming's hair: "Eleventh sister, I have become the master of the underground path and I can't go back."

After comforting Xuanming with a few words, Hou Tu took a step forward and came in front of Di Jiang... She lightly tapped her finger forward, and a drop of the witch's blood flew in front of Di Jiang.

"This is the blood of my ancestor witch. I have already attained enlightenment, and this blood has even more miraculous effects... You can choose a great witch from the Houtu tribe to accept it, and then you can break through the ancestor witch and reorganize the formation."

"But today, Pingxin is no longer Hou Tu, nor a witch!"

He looked at Dijiang calmly and spoke word by word.

Dijiang's eyes were bloodshot and his aura was surging... But, with Pingxin's words, Dijiang's aura gradually calmed down.

"Are you sure? Pingxin is no longer a witch?"

"Ping Xin is no longer a witch!"

Pingxin affirmed once again... but perhaps out of softness, she finally explained: "The three masters must not lightly interfere in disputes between living beings. We must maintain fairness and justice! Nuwa is like this, and so am I!"

"I don't care what others do, I just want to ask you! Hou Tu! Are you still a member of the witch clan? Are you the ancestor witch?"

Dijiang suddenly became furious, his voice shook the sky, and he questioned Pingxin.

Pingxin looked at Dijiang calmly without saying a word... After a long time, he sighed, did not answer, and under Dijiang's angry gaze, his body flew towards the underworld.

Xiao Lin, who was standing by, sighed: [Hey, I've already said that Ping Xin is no longer a witch, why are you still asking? ]

"Master Tongtian, the underworld needs to fill the basic manpower. Do you have any suggestions?"

Landing in front of Tongtian, Pingxin asked.

[Hey? Is the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon coming out? ]

"Bull-head, horse-faced!"

Tongtian stretched out his hand and grabbed the leaders of the ancient ox-headed and horse-faced tribes, and brought them in front of Tongtian and Pingxin.

"Are your two clans willing to be soul-collecting messengers of the underworld? In the future, you will change your job to collect souls and prevent evil spirits from causing chaos in the prehistoric world?"

The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced chiefs looked at each other with surprise on their faces... but did not answer directly, instead looking into the distance.

Pingxin and Tongtian seemed to understand something, and looked in the direction the two clan leaders were looking... and saw in the distance, Emperor Jun, accompanied by the Four Imperial Gods of Heaven and the demon master Kunpeng, coming on the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot!

"Haha! It is a blessing for our demon clan that Lady Pingxin and Master Tongtian can look favorably upon our demon clan! The underworld is related to the reincarnation tunnel and is extremely important... Ox-Headed, Horse-Faced, from today on, your two clans will no longer be members of our demon clan and will concentrate on serving the underworld!"

After he finished speaking, Di Jun did not forget to look at Di Jiang provocatively... Look, this is the pattern!

Di Jiang's chest almost exploded with anger... What the hell! I sacrificed the ancestor witch! The one who formed the formation of the Twelve Gods of Dutian! How can you compare with two remote races of your demon clan?
"Thank you, Demon Emperor."

Tongtian nodded and looked at Niutou and Mamian again: "Are you willing now?"

"Yes, yes!"

The Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced people nodded frantically... How could they not be willing to become civil servants in the underworld and hold the thighs of two people who have attained the truth, one of whom is the Lord of the Underworld? ! ~
"I'm willing, little one!"

"I will do my duty conscientiously and will never let down the Queen and the Master!"

"Ok!"

Ping Xin nodded in satisfaction, and waved his hand... The soul-catching chain. The mourning stick suddenly appeared in the hands of the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced... and the clothes on the two men were also changed into the black clothes that Xiao Lin was familiar with...

[Wait, if the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons are from the demon race... then what about the White Impermanence and the Black Impermanence? They are the most powerful ones! They can't really be two human scholars who have never practiced cultivation, as the Chinese myth says? ]

A distressed picture flashed through Xiao Lin's mind... In terms of status, the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced were Yin Generals, while the Black and White Impermanence were Yin Marshals! If they were really human scholars, they would not be able to suppress them!
Tongtian listened to his inner voice and seemed to understand something... His eyes swept towards the River Styx not far away!
"Styx! The Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Clan can only be generals, not commanders... The Underworld should have a Yin commander, is the Asura Clan willing to send someone?"

"Haha! How could I, the ancestor, be reluctant to give up the Shura Road?"

Minghe did not hesitate at all, and looked back at the sea of ​​blood: "Bi'an, there is no hope!"

"Ancestor!"

From the depths of the sea of ​​blood, two members of the Asura tribe rose from the sea of ​​blood and appeared in front of everyone… The man was extremely ugly and unbearable to the eyes; the woman was extremely beautiful. If she were put in the ancient world, she would be a first-class fairy!
Well, except that the blood in his body is too strong!

"From today on, you two will serve the underworld and will no longer be members of the Asura clan!"

Minghe severed the connection between the two and the Asura clan, then turned to Pingxin and Tongtian and smiled, "How about this?"

"good!"

Tongtian and Pingxin nodded... Pingxin pointed with his hand, and the male Asura was wrapped in black clothes, wearing a tall hat, holding a mourning stick and a soul-catching chain, and the hat was engraved with the words "Peace in the World"; the female Asura had a long tongue sticking out of her mouth, and wore white clothes... The words on the tall hat on her head meant "Seeing wealth in life"!
Xiao Lin was completely confused: [Wait, this is the prehistoric time, not only did the Seventh Master and the Eighth Master change their race, but the Seventh Master also changed his gender? ]

[Is this my fault? Do you really need to say this? ]

[If you want to play it this way... the Ten Kings of Hell are the Ten Great Ancestral Witches? There is only one left, so I have to go to Naihe Bridge to make soup and act like Meng Po? ]

[The Ten Great Yin Generals were all replaced by the chiefs of various tribes in the prehistoric world? Leopard tails, bird beaks, fish gills, wasps, etc., all were classified according to species and found by the chiefs of various tribes...]

[The day and night wandering gods have also been replaced by the witch clan... Oh, by the way, we have to leave some positions for the disciples of Uncle Tongtian. ]

[What about the person in charge of the Eighteen Layers of Hell, the God who wanders day and night, the Great Emperor of the Netherworld, the Five Ghost Emperors, all of them should be assigned to the disciples of Uncle Tongtian, and all of them will be eliminated! ]

Xiao Lin was lost in thought... Tong Tian was listening to Xiao Lin's opinion, and a voice came from the bottom of his heart: "Third brother, you can join the core alliance with a fair mind!"

"it is good!"

Tongtian knew it clearly, and with a flick of his finger... a magical treasure fell into Pingxin's hands.

Pingxin was stunned, turned to look at Tongtian, and just when she was about to say something, she heard Tongtian's voice: "Empress Pingxin, you activate this treasure first!"

Pingxin kept her expression unchanged, silently activating the treasure... a voice sounded in her consciousness. "Empress Pingxin, wait a moment, receive the information first..."

The voice actually belongs to Taoist Taishang?

While Ping Xin was surprised, countless pieces of information came into her sea of ​​consciousness... They were exactly Xiao Lin's previous thoughts and the matter of the alliance!
After she had digested it, another voice came in: "In order to develop the prehistoric world and resist potential enemies, we, the Three Pure Ones, have formed an alliance to communicate with each other through this treasure and work together to fight the enemy. Today, Pingxin, you have achieved the Taoism and are no longer an ancestor witch. You can join the alliance!"

"Thank you for the invitation, fellow Taoist."

He replied calmly...but deep down, his heart was already surging with emotions!
She asked why Xiao Lin was so respectful to her when he first met her... It turned out that he had experienced the long river of time and space, could bypass the laws of the long river of time and space, knew, and could reveal the future!

No wonder the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa would go against the Taoist Ancestor, and achieve enlightenment so quickly... It turns out that the root of everything is all because of Xiao Lin!
"Ancestor Witch, can I join the alliance?"

Ping Xin asked anxiously with her spiritual treasure, "I promise that after we join the alliance, my brothers and sisters will never violate the alliance's decision!"

“No!” Without the Three Pure Ones’ reply, a familiar female voice rang out in the communication spirit treasure: “My elder brother, Fuxi, was also expelled from the alliance because he joined the demon tribe and sealed his memory… The Ancestral Witch has now fallen into a calamity and has lost control. He cannot join the alliance before he has passed the calamity.”

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry... According to what my disciples said, the other witch ancestors must have other fortunes! The positions of the Ten Kings of Hell and Meng Po are set up for them!"

She remained silent... She knew that Nuwa was right. In terms of feelings, Nuwa and Fuxi were closer... But even Fuxi was excluded, so the ancestor witch was naturally out of the question!
"The future of the Ancestral Witch will be known after the war... Let's deal with the affairs of the underworld first!"

Tongtian interrupted Pingxin's question and looked towards the underworld, which had gradually become orderly after the Black and White Impermanence and the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Gods appeared...

"The basic personnel configuration is sufficient. The Underworld is established! The Netherworld Cult is established!"

"I am the master of the underworld. I should control the underworld and the fortune of the underworld..." Pingxin took Tongtian's words calmly, looked deeply in the direction of Zuwu, and continued: "Nothing will happen unless it is a major event!"

As the voice fell, Pingxin's body fell into the underworld. A huge palace rose from the ground in the depths of the underworld! On the gloomy palace plaque, three golden characters were printed brightly: "Pingxin Palace"!
Tongtian turned around and looked at the many powerful people who had arrived: "Fellow Taoists, please leave first. The underworld has just been established. The Queen and I still need to prepare the affairs of the underworld and arrange reincarnation... After the underworld is stable, I will invite all Taoists to visit the underworld."

"Haha! You are too polite, Master. We will definitely come to congratulate you when the time comes!"

"Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master! We will leave first!"

"One of the Three Pure Ones is truly extraordinary! When the leader hosts a banquet, don't forget to send me an invitation!"

The powerful ones echoed and left one after another...

Di Jiang and other ancestor witches watched Ping Xin disappear, watched many powerful people leave, watched Di Jun and Tai Yi fly away in their chariots... Until the passage to the underworld was closed and no trace of them disappeared, and even the Styx disappeared, then they turned gloomy and called on all the ancestor witches to leave.

"Let's go... We should also go back and discuss the new Ancestral Witch's succession!"

In the underworld, in Pingxin Hall, watching the figures of the ancient witches disappear, a tear rolled down Pingxin's face...

"Don't worry, Madam Pingxin. The future of the Wu Clan lies in the underworld."

Tongtian stepped forward and comforted Pingxin: "It is possible that after experiencing the war between witches and liches, the witch ancestors were able to completely escape their fate... This may not be a bad thing!"

"Yes! I hope my brothers and sisters can figure it out sooner, so that they can lead the Wu Clan to have fewer casualties in the catastrophe..."

Pingxin sighed quietly, and then looked at Tongtian and the confused Minghe: "Master, Ancestor, it's time for us to sort out the underworld!"
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In the Ancestral Witch Hall, Di Jiang and others had just returned, and they couldn't hold back their inner anger and complained to Di Jiang.

"Brother, I am really too ignorant..."

"Yes! We tried our best to help her gain enlightenment, but she abandoned us right after she became the Lord of the Underworld... She is not worthy of being the heir of the Father God!"

"You're not worthy of waiting for my sister!"

"Is it possible that my younger sister has her own difficulties..."

Everyone roared in anger, only Xuan Ming weakly tried to speak for Hou Tu.

"What difficulties can she have! Now she is the master of the underground! Nuwa and Hongjun are at most competing with her! Who can suppress her!"

Zhu Rong, who usually loves Hou Tu the most, is the most furious at this moment: "But look at what she just did? Even the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons were given positions in the underworld, and Tong Tian even established the Netherworld Cult in the underworld, with the same status as her... Why didn't she think of leaving positions for her brothers and sisters?"

"But if you were really offered the position, would you really go?"

Just as Zhu Rong was burning with rage, a voice suddenly interrupted his roar!

"Second brother?"

Zhu Rong turned back in shock and anger, only to see that the person who spoke was actually the Ancestral Witch of Time, Zhu Jiuyin!
"Second brother?" Di Jiang also turned his head and asked with a frown: "Could it be that my little sister really has a hard time?"

"As I said, even if my sister arranges a priesthood for us in the underworld, will we really go there?"

Zhu Jiuyin said darkly: "Will we give up our position as the protagonist of heaven and earth? Will we retreat to the underworld, assist my younger sister, capture wronged souls and evil ghosts, and benefit the prehistoric world?"

"Don't forget, even our job of combing the earth veins has only been persisted by my little sister all these years... Who among us has persisted?"

The time when the Ancestral Witch gained spiritual intelligence was exactly when the first calamity of the dragon and the phoenix ended... At that time, the heaven and the earth were in chaos, and the earth veins were in chaos because of Luohou's self-explosion and the damage to the land in the west.

When the ancestor witches gained intelligence, they knew their duty was to sort out the veins of the ancient land and benefit the ancient land... But as Zhu Jiuyin said, the ancestor witches persisted for a few years at the beginning. As time went on, except for the compassionate Hou Tu, the other ancestor witches had long forgotten!

Seeing that the ancient witches were silent, Zhu Jiuyin attacked again with the knife!

"My witch clan can't even keep up with combing the earth's veins, let alone running around in the wild day and night, guiding ghosts, and seeking benefits for the wild..."

"If we really enter the underworld, given the nature of our witch clan, can the underworld still function?"

"If the underworld is in chaos, what will I do? What about the tunnels? If the tunnels are in chaos, the prehistoric world will surely be in chaos... Then, how can we be worthy of the world created by Father God?"

"On the contrary, although my little sister is no longer a member of the Wu clan, she is still our little sister after all. This cannot be denied... The underworld will also become a way out for preserving the Wu clan's bloodline!"

Under Zhu Jiuyin's continuous questioning, the witch ancestors lowered their heads and remained silent, unable to answer...

After a long time, Dijiang sighed...

"Maybe my little sister is right!"

"What we should do now is not to blame my little sister... but to use my little sister's holy blood to create the Thirteen Ancestral Witches as soon as possible to prepare for the war ten thousand years later!"

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