Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

In the blink of an eye, it has been another two and a half years.

In the past two and a half years, Daqian Void has been very stable.

Every force is preparing to watch Chen Daozu's apprenticeship ceremony. Before the three-year period comes, countless treasures of heaven and earth have been delivered to Tiandao Academy.

For this reason, Taiqing even built a special hall, in which small caves were opened using space magic to classify and store heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

During this time, the underworld was basically on the right track.

Over the years, Zhen Yuanzi has selected suitable judges for the lawsuit, so that he can reduce some of his burden and can take care of both the academy and the underworld.

Hou Tu, who was responsible for the reincarnation, failed to find a suitable candidate, so he had to assume the position of Po Meng himself.

As for the other ancestral witches, they have also adapted to their own fruition positions, taking charge of the witch clan and ensuring that there will be no problems in the underworld.

"Since the last time my benefactor finished using the Earth Book, Pindao's magic weapon seems to have grown slightly."

"Staying in the underworld, the Book of the Earth can be nourished by the power of the earth."

"Hey...how come this kindness keeps getting repaid more and more!"

"I can't finish my repayment, I can't finish my repayment at all..."

Zhen Yuanzi held the book of the underworld and inspected the underworld. He couldn't help but raise his head and sigh.

At the beginning, he just wanted to stay with his benefactor and repay his kindness.

But what's the result?

Report after report, benefactor gave him the position of dean of the academy.

Report after report, my benefactor helped me achieve the status of a saint!

After reporting again and again... I even have the realm of Yama in the underworld, enjoying the power of the earth and the blessing of the six paths of luck.

"Brother Zhen Yuanzi, come and have a drink together?"

Just as Zhen Yuanzi was sighing, the voice of Zu Wu Zhurong came from behind.

Turning around, he saw that Zhu Rong's face was bruised and bruised, and his left eye socket was black. It was obvious that he had been beaten badly.

"Fellow Taoist Zhu Rong, are you competing with fellow Taoist Gonggong again?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled lightly, held his hands and performed a Taoist ritual.

"Hey...what's the discussion about martial arts? I just feel unhappy with him and want to beat him to death."

Zhu Rong waved his hand disapprovingly.

"..."

"Did you win?"

Zhen Yuanzi twitched his lips, he had seen a lot about the Wu Clan.

The temperament of this group of witch clan has really not changed from ancient times to today.

When facing foreign enemies, we should act unanimously, even if it means sacrificing ourselves for other ancestral witches, we can do it without any hesitation.

But... once there are no strong enemies and they are stable, the warlike temperament of the Witch Clan will make them unable to help but start fighting among themselves. That would be a really deadly move!

It seems that without fighting, it is more difficult for them to accept than death.

"Ahem, don't talk about that."

"Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi, let's take a walk."

"Let's have a couple of drinks together."

"Damn it, after I finish drinking, I'll have a good showdown with him."

Zhu Rong cleared his throat awkwardly and changed the topic.

Pulling Zhen Yuanzi along, the two of them went to the Yama Palace in Zhu Jiuyin. Zhen Yuanzi didn't have anything important to do, so he naturally didn't refuse.

Today's Wu clan, since they are already under the command of their benefactor, they still need to get closer and closer if they have the opportunity, not to mention that everyone will still work together in this underworld in the future.

In the Yama Hall, seeing Zhen Yuanzi coming, Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang also stood up and raised their hands to say hello.

While the four of them were drinking, most of the things they talked about were things from ancient times.

Looking back at the beginning, it was really emotional.

After drinking, Zhu Rong suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but ask: "Speaking of which...why haven't you seen the emperor during this time?"

"I haven't seen it since the underworld was built."

"But it feels like the Emperor is still in the underworld."

"How about... I go to the Emperor's Palace to look for you, see if the Emperor is not available at the moment?"

As soon as Zhu Rong finished speaking, the three people on the side stopped him decisively: "No."

"ah?"

"Why?"

"After the underworld is built, it is time to prepare a banquet for the Emperor and offer a toast to the Emperor together."

Zhu Rong scratched his head, a little confused.

"..."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"Talk less and do more. Your Majesty the Emperor will see it."

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head helplessly.

The brains of Zhu Rong and Gonggong were absorbed by the muscles, and they couldn't even put together half a brain.

"Okay, let's drink and drink."

Di Jiang picked up the wine bowl, and Zhu Rong stopped worrying. He grinned widely and continued to brag to the three of them, saying how he made Gong Gong cry for his father and mother.

But the authenticity... the three of them cannot be verified.

....................................

The most magnificent hall in the underworld originally had no name, but by the default of everyone in the Wu clan, it was called the Emperor's Palace.

At this time, in the Emperor's Palace, there were still glistening beads of sweat on the forehead of the Human Emperor Wu Shou.

His whole body was weak and he couldn't muster any strength, so he huddled on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

"I won't come, I won't come..."

Wu Shou was still mumbling something in his sleep...

"..."

Pavilion Master Chen shook his head slightly and sighed, what should I do if this continues...

Now he still has tens of billions of Hongmeng points that he hasn’t used to break through to the realm!

It's already so powerful.

If there is a breakthrough, wouldn't it be a huge change?

"Calculating the time, it will be less than half a year."

"Let's go back to Tiandao Academy first."

"I don't know how Yuechan, Yanran and the others get along."

Pavilion Master Chen sat in the hall, brewed a pot of enlightenment tea, drank two cups and rested for a while.

When he came to the bed, he helped Wu Shou pull the quilt very thoughtfully, and then the figure slowly disappeared.

...

After he left, Wu Shou woke up not long after.

"The realm has grown by another step..."

"This is much faster than practicing."

"Unfortunately, this guy is a busy man, and it's very difficult to find an opportunity."

Wu Shou felt happy and helpless at the two small realms he had just broken through.

Looking up, there was a pot of warm enlightenment tea on the table.

In line with the principle of not wasting, she left the Emperor's Palace only after putting away the teapot.

Not far away from the Emperor's Palace, Gonggong scratched his head: "How could this Human Emperor come out of the Emperor's Palace?"

"Strange......"

"I can't figure it out. Let's forget about it. When I calm down, I can go and fight Zhu Rong. I have to defeat him!"

Gonggong rubbed the bruises on his face and started to practice again with firm eyes.

It can be said that the two of them disagree with each other and just want to beat the other to death or conquer...

However, the two of them are also very similar. They are both masters with no brains, and their brains have been assimilated by muscles.