I sold the system to the saints in the prehistoric times and I lost money.

Chapter 186 The Positive King of Hell

The black bird accompanied Nuwa, strolling in every corner of the Southern Continent.

Nuwa also had a new understanding of the human race today.

Everyone had a happy smile on their face, and everyone was very kind. Although they didn't lock their doors at night, it was almost the same.

"My queen, this mortal emperor is really a capable person. He can make the people under his rule live so happily and peacefully. It is really rare."

Nuwa looked at the people working in the fields. Everyone's face was full of hard sweat, but their faces were full of singing and laughter.

The satisfaction from the heart was deeply imprinted in Nuwa's mind.

"The human race is no longer the weak human race it once was."

"Without strong enemies around them, they can burst out with amazing learning ability and super strong adaptability, which no other race has."

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Xuanniao nodded, not quite understanding, and said with a smile: "Is this the reason why the queen decided to return to the mortal world?"

Accompanying the queen to walk through every corner of the Southern Continent, Xuanniao also knew that the queen wanted to teach the human race.

Although the human race has the potential to defy the heavens, is it really worth the queen's heavy bet?

The demon race is full of masters, and there are as many as ten quasi-saint peak strongmen. Isn't it worth the queen's training?

Nuwa did not blame Xuanniao. She was originally a demon race, and her cultivation was only Daluo.

The way and height of thinking about problems are far behind the changes in the prehistoric world.

If it weren't for Lin Chen's reminder, if it weren't for Lin Chen's emphasis on the human race, she, Nuwa, might never know the potential of the human race in the future.

Strong enough to contend with many saints in the prehistoric world, even though she still hasn't figured out how the human race crushed the prehistoric world.

But he believed in Lin Chen's words. There was no need to deceive them for a being that could give away countless heaven-defying opportunities and primordial Dao-level magic weapons in a pocket jar.

"My queen, Lingshan is now using Jin Chanzi as bait to plot against the foundation of each race by taking advantage of the catastrophe of Tianyou Lingshan."

"The dragon race today is probably already anxious and exhausted. If they surrender to my queen and seek asylum, do you plan to accept the dragon race?"

The demon race once had four major races.

Dragon race, phoenix race, unicorn, and black tortoise. Among them, black tortoise may not be very famous.

But Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin were the strongest who had dominated a catastrophe.

Once thought that he was the protagonist of the world, and tried to dominate the order of the world and establish himself as a race.

They have caused a lot of killings, and now they are almost exterminated. But no matter how you say it, they were once a lineage of the demon race.

"Dragon race?"

Nuwa paused, thinking of the witch and demon calamity, and the demon court. Finally, she looked at the four seas with deep meaning, shook her head and said nothing.

"Haha, senior, how can we listen to stories without good wine?"

"Yao Chi sent me the Tiandi Yuanniang that Daozu has collected for many years."

After listening to the many legends of the perfect world, Haotian felt a lot in his heart. At this time, Yao Chi sent a divine consciousness.

The plan went perfectly, and it also brought the Tiandi Yuanniang that Daozu had collected for countless epochs.

This made him extremely excited, and he respected Lin Chen even more.

"Tiandi Yuanniang? Are you sure it is Daozu's Tiandi Yuanniang?"

Tongtian was also shocked when he heard the words, and looked at Haotian in disbelief.

"Heaven and Earth Yuan Niang?"

"What is that?"

Haotian, who was so excited that he danced with joy, could not suppress his excitement and slowly explained the treasure that was so precious to the Taoist ancestors.

"Senior, you don't know that this Heaven and Earth Yuan Ye is the condensation of the heaven and earth Yuan Qi when the world was created, which is comparable to the existence of Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"It is rumored that as long as you can taste a drop of it, it is better than practicing Taoism for tens of thousands of years."

"This is still the most basic, he can also enhance his understanding of the way of heaven."

"The most important thing is that this Heaven and Earth Yuan Niang has only three drops, and it represents the three supreme ways of heaven, earth and man."

Haotian explained everything he knew about the Heaven and Earth Yuan Niang when he was a Taoist child in Zixiao Palace.

"Oh? Doesn't that mean that this is the foundation of heaven and earth and the basis of the operation of the Three Realms?"

Lin Chen was more and more curious. What was Hongjun planning at this time?

Is he also jealous of other planes?

Thinking about it, it is also true. Hongjun controls the entire Three Realms. How can the big plane of Honghuang satisfy his ambition?

Although he was guarding the prehistoric world for Pangu, this did not conflict with his covetousness for other planes.

The arrival of Yaochi represents the success of the plan. Doesn't it mean that the Lingshan Merit Pool has completely fallen into their pockets?

Thinking of setting up a Didi proxy force, how can his Jiejiao members not have a powerful system?

Unexpectedly, he realized the freedom of opening cans so quickly? Tongtian had an extremely unreal feeling in his heart.

However, Jiang Yuliang on the other side finally came to the ghost gate, and was recognized by the guarding ghost soldiers.

There is no way, Jin Chanzi Merit Saint Monk is a famous great good man and a famous merit tycoon in the underworld. '

As long as he is happy, he will use merit to hit people.

The entire underworld's high-level officials are eager for Jin Chanzi to die once a day.

"Saint monk, welcome to the underworld, may I ask which hall you are going to this time? Do you need a little guide for you?"

The ghost soldiers, as if they had seen their own father, wanted to worship him.

"Uh, no need, I'll go to the Fortune Mall first."

Jin Chanzi took a handful of merits from his forehead, and without looking at how much, he stuffed it directly to the other party.

He waved his hand and said goodbye to everyone.

He was still thinking about how to get the system's cultivation reward. The unknown sequelae gave him a headache.

After thinking about it, only the Fortune Mall was safe and the most suitable place.

Even if there were huge sequelae, it would be better to make a fool of yourself in front of your own family than in front of the entire underworld.

He walked towards the nine-story Fortune Mall towering into the sky in the distance with a step that did not recognize his relatives, whistling.

The news that Jin Chanzi appeared at the Ghost Gate again spread like wildfire, and the minds of the Ten Kings of Hell became active.

The last time they got tens of millions of merits from the other party, they tasted the sweetness, and later they opened the pocket jar and consumed all the merits.

Now that this great man of kindness has come, how can we not make a good plan? If we don't let the other party spend more, we will be unworthy of our title as the King of Hell.

"What? Went to the Good Fortune Mall?"

When Yan Mo heard the news from the judge, he was anxious.

If Jin Chanzi also became addicted to opening pocket jars and spent all his merits in the Good Fortune Mall, what else could they earn?

"Come here, go to the Good Fortune Mall immediately and invite the holy monk back to me!"

"No!"

"I'll go in person!"

Yan Mo felt that he would appear more sincere if he went there in person.

Ten million merits are ten golden epic pocket jars.

He got the Book of Life and Death, a genuine treasure, from a pocket jar. Not only was he valued by the Queen, but he also had the opportunity to meet her.

More importantly, he also had the opportunity to practice with the Ten Great Emperors, which was a rare treatment.

Therefore, in order to consolidate his position in the Queen's heart, relying on the Book of Life and Death was far from enough. He, Yan Mo, was also a King of Hell with dreams.

He wanted to go further and climb higher, so the pocket jar was his chance to climb up.

Merit was his most urgent resource, so how could he let Jin Chanzi go easily?

If he could, he would worship Jin Chanzi like an ancestor.