Xiaoyouzhutian, send Yi Xiaochuan to the palace to start

Liu Hao looked up and saw a gentle woman in a white robe, walking towards him slowly and gracefully.

The woman had a slender figure and a pretty face. Her fair skin was as smooth as white jade and her facial features were just right in terms of refinement. She had a soft and graceful air as well as a delicate and pretty girlish look.

She exuded a soft yet mysterious aura. Liu Hao was very familiar with this mysterious aura; it was the power of reincarnation.

This person is Hou Tu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. After the war between witches and demons, she transformed herself into reincarnation and became the actual controller of the underworld, Niangniang Pingxin, and the only authentic saint in the prehistoric world.

Liu Hao nodded slightly, with a humble and polite smile on his face, and said with a smile: "You are too polite, Empress Pingxin. I am sorry for coming here without an invitation."

Pingxin smiled calmly, "Since Brother Haotian is so interested, why don't you come to my Pingxin Hall and we can discuss Taoism?" As he spoke, Pingxin gracefully extended a gesture of invitation, his movements showing his calmness.

Liu Hao was not polite, holding a folding fan, he slowly walked in the direction Ping Xin pointed, looking like someone who was on vacation...

Logically speaking, as a genuine saint who controls the reincarnation of all living things in the ancient world, Niangniang Pingxin has an extremely respected status. It is impossible for her to be so polite to Liu Hao, a "peak quasi-saint".

It's good enough that we don't blame him for trespassing into the underworld. After all, the underworld is not under the jurisdiction of heaven now.

But why was Pingxin so polite to Liu Hao? Was it just because he was the Jade Emperor of Haotian? Or was he the Taoist Child? None of them.

The reason was still because of the resurrection of the Ancestral Dragon. However, if the resurrection of the Ancestral Dragon was not enough to shock her, then the addition of the First Qilin would make Pingxin extremely shocked.

It turned out that on the day when Zulong and Shi Qilin's souls were repaired, the noise was too loud. At that time, Pingxin was bored and was wandering in the sky trying to find some fun. Her consciousness happened to sense these two auras.

Although her body could not leave the underworld, her spiritual consciousness was still fine. When she saw that scene through her spiritual consciousness, she was so surprised that she was speechless.

In her opinion, the resurrection of the two ancient overlords, Zulong and Shi Qilin, must be related to Liu Hao.

Although she controls the underworld and possesses the power of reincarnation, she has no way to resurrect her other brothers, the ancestors of the witches, because their spirits have all been annihilated.

Although the Wu Clan does not cultivate the Yuanshen, it does not mean that they do not have it. What is the Yuanshen? It is a person's soul. Wouldn't the person be a fool without a soul?

Now Pingxin was so polite to Liu Hao, and his words were full of humility, which meant that he wanted to get some information from Liu Hao to see if it was possible to resurrect the other ancestor witches.

This is not only the biggest pain for her, but also for the rest of the witch clan members who have managed to survive.

Under Pingxin's guidance, Liu Hao took a brief stroll around the underworld. The underworld was not yet very complete, and wandering ghosts could be seen everywhere.

There were too few people in the Witch Clan to manage, and they soon arrived at a towering hall.

This hall is hidden in a remote valley, surrounded by mountains and rugged rocks. The valley is filled with thick layers of miasma, green and lush, like will-o'-the-wisp.

Although there is a lot of miasma and gloomy air around the valley, the inside of the hall is very normal.

The hall was brightly lit, without any of the gloomy and depressing feeling from the outside world. Instead, it was decorated in an elegant and grand manner.

Pingxin invited Liu Hao to take a seat and took out the tea she had grown in the underworld. It must be said that Pingxin's enthusiastic attitude made Liu Hao guess what she was thinking.

After all, no one's spiritual consciousness can escape his eyes after spying on the heaven, not even saints are no exception.

When Pingxin's consciousness descended to heaven, Liu Hao discovered it, but he didn't say anything. After all, he would take over the underworld in the future.

"Fellow Daoist Haotian, please. My underworld is not like your heaven. I have many fairy teas and fine wines. I hope you will not despise me."

Ping Xin and Liu Hao sat opposite each other in the hall. She bowed slightly and spoke softly.

Liu Hao nodded slightly and picked up the teacup to taste it. The tea was fragrant and delicious, with a mellow taste and a aftertaste. It had a unique flavor, but the spiritual energy contained in it was too scarce.

Liu Hao raised a faint smile and looked at Ping Xin and said frankly: "Not bad, good tea."

"Empress Pingxin is so polite to me, I guess it's because of the other eleven witch ancestors, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the hall froze instantly. Ping Xin's hands paused slightly when he heard the words, and a hint of surprise that was hard to conceal flashed in his eyes.

She also didn't expect that Liu Hao could actually guess what she was thinking. For a moment, Pingxin looked up to Liu Hao even more.

"Daoist Haotian is indeed wise."

Ping Xin paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and then spoke softly again: "Since the war between witches and liches, the witch clan has withered, and the elder witch brothers have died one after another. Although I am Ping Xin now, my memories still exist."

"Originally, Pingxin had thought of many ways to revive them, but all failed. Just when he was about to give up, he saw the resurrection of Zulong and Shi Qilin, which gave Pingxin a glimmer of hope."

After listening to Ping Xin's story, Liu Hao smiled calmly: "Zulong, the reason why the first Qilin was able to be resurrected was actually a coincidence."

"Although they died in that great battle, a very weak spirit remained."

"Their spirits came to a certain space by chance, and they were resurrected with this trace of spirits. However, their spirits were damaged, so I just helped them repair them."

"Originally, I didn't know that they were the famous Ancestral Dragon and the First Qilin."

At this point, Pingxin's glimmer of hope was extinguished again. She bit her lip lightly, her eyes full of disappointment, and murmured softly, "Is there really no other way?"

Liu Hao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile: "Well, there is a way. It's not that there is no way."

Ping Xin heard this, stared at Liu Hao in disbelief and asked quickly: "What's the solution?"

Liu Hao became serious at this time, "I won't beat around the bush. As long as you agree to let the underworld return to heaven, I will resurrect the eleven witch ancestors."

Ping Xin's expression changed instantly. She frowned and looked at Liu Hao: "You want the underworld to submit to you, the heaven? Impossible!"

Liu Hao gently waved his folding fan, his tone and expression very relaxed: "Nothing is impossible in this world, there are gains and losses."

"Moreover, the underworld is so important that I must control it. But you don't have to worry. The Wu Clan can continue to live in the underworld and help me manage the underworld."

Pingxin was completely furious. Regardless of whether Liu Hao could resurrect the ancient witches, the mere fact that he asked the witch clan to work for the Heavenly Court made her furious.

"What gives you the right?" Ping Xin looked at Liu Haojiao and shouted.

Liu Hao put away his folding fan and chuckled: "Why? Because I'm stronger than you!" As soon as he finished speaking, Pingxin felt an extremely terrifying pressure.

The pressure was so strong that the entire underworld began to shake violently.

Pingxin was shocked. Even if she used the power of the earth, she could not resist the pressure emitted by Liu Hao. She even felt vaguely that Liu Hao's strength might be several times stronger than that of Daozu.

"How is this possible! Are you also a Heavenly Saint? No, that's not right, who are you?"

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