If he had known that Buddhism had almost lost a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he probably wouldn't have ridiculed him in such a big way.

The four masters and disciples continued on their way to the west.

………

The edge of the universe, the star of all spirits.

This is the ancestral land of the ten most powerful clans in the prehistoric times, the Spirit Clan.

The Spirit Tribe is a rather peculiar race. Most of the people in this race have no physical bodies and only cultivate their souls. Only when their souls are pure Yang, their golden nature is immortal, and they attain the Dao Daluo, can they condense their physical bodies.

The Royal Palace of the Spirit Clan is suspended on a fairy mountain. The temple is majestic, breathing endless spiritual energy, and the rays of rays fill the sea of ​​clouds, making it sacred and extraordinary.

In the main hall, the lights are bright, the silk and bamboo are melodious, and the singing and dancing are peaceful.

A man and a woman were sitting at the top, chatting.

The Queen of the Spirit Butterfly wears a jade crown, her black hair is tied up, and her facial features are exquisite. She wears a silver gauze skirt with moiré water sleeves. She has icy muscles and jade bones, is noble and elegant, and has a pair of slender thighs overlapping each other, sexy and sultry.

She picked up the silver wine jug, smiled brightly, and poured a glass of Nine-Color Spirit Flower Immortal Brew for the distinguished guest.

"How come the God of War has time to visit this little place like mine?"

Ren was wearing a white imperial robe, showing no anger or authority. He picked up the wine glass and shook it. The fairy wine rippled slightly and was filled with nine colors of Tao Yun.

He smiled lightly and said:

"I have heard for a long time that the queen is of unparalleled elegance and is the pearl of all nations. When I pass by this place, I naturally want to take a look at her beauty."

The Queen of the Spirit Clan raised her dark eyebrows, raised her red lips, and smiled charmingly:

"Really, then I don't mind offering myself a pillow to serve His Majesty the God of War."

"Haha, just kidding."

Ren waved his hand and drank the fairy brew in one gulp.

This only caused the Queen of Spirit Discs to roll her eyes, as if his rejection made her a little dissatisfied.

Ren pretended not to see it, put down his wine glass, suddenly his expression straightened, and he said:
Chapter completed!