Chapter 395 Listening to the Demon God

Red clouds gathered in the sky, flowing like a river of blood.

The moon made of the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword sheds a cold and pale brilliance, condensing into frost and ice on the barren ground.

The dark wind howled by, rolling up yellow sand, and the wind was mixed with the wails of evil spirits.

The plants growing on the ground are all Yin Zhi ghost trees, which are nourished by Yin energy at all times. If one of them is taken into the mortal world, it will be considered a top Yin elixir.

The evil spirits escorted groups of innocent souls into the depths of the underworld.

The first thing I saw was the boundless sea of ​​flowers on the other side, red to black, black with purple, and blood mist spewed out as soon as the ghost approached.

The ghost of an injustice was wailing and struggling and refused to go on the road. After being stained by the blood mist, the ghost's body became erratic and transparent, its eyes were dull and lifeless, and it walked forward in a daze. .

This flower on the other side is planted by Yingzhao. It can absorb the energy of ghosts and ghosts. After the flowers fade, they will produce Yin beads, which are the best spiritual objects for cultivating ghosts in the underworld.

Taishan Wang Yingzhao relied on this method to recruit a large number of undercover troops, and his momentum was unprecedented.

After stepping through the sea of ​​flowers, you reach Yinshan Mountain, and there is only one road through Yinshan Mountain, called Huangquan.

Huangquan Road is not easy to walk!

The rocks are sharp and sharp, and every step taken by the apparently incorporeal spirit of the victim is like a needle pricking a sword. There are thorns on both sides of the road. If you see a soul passing by, it will pounce on you like a living creature with teeth and claws.

The thorns clung to the soul, tearing off a leg or tearing a hand, and even the head was snatched away.

Wu Luo, the Lord of Yin Mountain, did not want to serve as Yama in the Ten Palaces, but he did not really practice in seclusion. The torn limbs and remains were sacrificed and turned into mourning sticks and soul-locking shackles in the hands of Yin Chai.

The innocent ghosts coming from all directions gathered on Huangquan Road, forming a long and endless procession, walking forward.

The innocent souls who still have intelligence at this time must have cultivated a lot in the mortal world. Most of them are sinful people and have long heard of the horrors of the eighteen levels of hell.

Huangquan Road is the last chance. He uses sweet words, pretense, coercion, inducements and other means to try to make Yin Zhan stand up.

The underworld messengers were all people with profound merits and deeds during their lifetimes. They were not moved at all and escorted the innocent souls across the Yin Mountain.

Behind the Yin Mountain is the core of the underworld. The first thing you see is the City of Wushu and Fengdu City, followed by the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Seventy-two Official Offices, etc.

Tens of thousands of shady ghost officials are busy shuttling between the palaces, dealing with the souls captured from the mortal world in accordance with the laws and orders.

The first stop for judging unjust ghosts is the Sansheng Stone outside the Judge's Hall.

The evil ghost walked across the Sansheng Stone, reflecting all the experiences he had experienced during his lifetime. The judge knew clearly how many good things he had done and how many evil things he had done.

The judge judges the soul in accordance with the law. If the innocent person walks on the Naihe Bridge, he will leave the mark of the true soul and be destined to be reincarnated as a human in the next life. The guilty are sent to the eighteen levels of hell until their sins are washed away before they can be reincarnated.

With the rapid expansion of the underworld, more and more souls need to be judged every day.

There was already more than one person in the judge's hall. After Fan Wujiu asked the prince for instructions, he recruited more than ten lieutenants one after another. They were all upright officials in the world and were proficient in the law of criminal names.

Zhou Yi came back from Luojing, hid his figure in the air, followed the ghost of the injustice and walked away, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Thinking back to those days when I used a piece of PPT to fool the White Lotus Evil Buddha. In just a few years, the underworld has grown to such a scale. One day, the underworld will be able to control the reincarnation of all living beings in the world as it was in the legends of previous lives!"

Zhou Yi could clearly sense that the stronger the underworld was, the faster it devoured and refined the Wangchuan River.

Now it is only part of the power of reincarnation, and it is still necessary to extradite the souls of mortals. In the future, the Wangchuan River will be completely refined. The underworld is the avenue of reincarnation. After the death of mortal creatures, the souls naturally enter the underworld.

Yin Chai only needs to follow the guidance of the book of life and death and hold the arrest order from the underworld to find those ghosts who do not enter the underworld after death.

Building the underworld is like playing a development game. You start from scratch, from rudimentary to perfect, from weak to strong. However, you cannot rush for quick success, and every step must be carefully considered.

After all, this is not a real game. Every change in the underworld will affect hundreds of millions of mortal beings.

"Why does Pindao look more and more like a villain who wants to control the life and death of billions of living beings?"

Zhou Yi laughed at himself and was about to turn into light and leave when a burst of noise caught his attention.

Ouch——

The ghost screamed in a pitiful voice, trying its best to resist Yin Cha's drag, and his neck was stretched several feet long.

"Come here quickly, don't delay!"

Yin Chai, who was on duty in front of the Sansheng Stone, struck the ghost with a mourning stick.

There was a strong yin energy rising from Li Gui's body, and he was beaten with the mourning stick and the soul-locking chain without any scars. After passing the Flower of the Other Shore and the Road to Underworld, if you still have this strength, you must be a ghost king in the mortal world.

Before Zhou Yi could take action, scoldings came from the judge's palace, and a ghost pen flew out to immobilize the ghost king.

As one of the elders of the underworld, Fan Wujiu controls the extremely important Judge's Palace. He has no shortage of merits, skills, and spiritual objects. He has little contact with the real immortals and arhats of the underworld, and he often consults the masters of the halls for advice.

Now that he has successfully communicated with heaven and man and condensed Qingyun, he is only one chance away from ascending to immortality.

Although this ghost king had a certain level of strength, he was weakened several times after being captured, and was restrained by the soul-locking shackles. He was suppressed without even seeing Fan Wujiu's face.

The ghost king was imprisoned in front of the Sansheng Stone, and his life experiences flashed by, and he was indeed guilty.

During his lifetime, the Ghost King was an expert in the demonic ways outside the territory, and was good at blood sacrifice. When his life was about to expire, he used a secret method to sacrifice himself to become a ghost, and he continued to stir up trouble for hundreds of years.

"The deceased Cang Yi committed all kinds of evil in his life, and he will be punished by being sentenced to 1,000 years in each of the 18 hells!"

Each of the 18 hells has its own name and division of labor, and different crimes bear corresponding punishments. However, Cang Yi lived for nearly a thousand years, and the crimes he committed before and after his death are too numerous to list, which is the maximum punishment of the underworld.

Cang Yi will definitely not last for 18,000 years, until his soul is scattered, and then his true spirit is imprisoned for a certain period of time before he can reincarnate.

"Just imprisoning the true spirit is a bargain for this demon! When the Forgetful River is completely controlled, the six reincarnations can be determined. When the soul is scattered in the 18 hells, he will be reincarnated as a pig, dog, cow or sheep to be punished!"

Zhou Yi saw the crime of this demon from the Three Lives Stone, and the lightning flashed on his fingertips, almost wanting to kill him directly.

On second thought, such a simple soul scattering is really an advantage for the demon. Moreover, after reaching 100,000 years of Taoism, killing the upper three-grade demons, the demon illustration only rewards a few days of Taoism.

With such a slow growth, it is unknown when it will take millions of years to accumulate and advance to a higher realm.

Zhou Yi is not in a hurry. Overthrowing the Demon Court is not a matter of one day or one night. It would be fast if it took hundreds or thousands of years.

The underworld captures countless demons and monsters every day. After the punishment, they will go to the demon beheading platform. With the accumulation of time, the goal can be achieved.

Zhou Yi's escape light continues to rise, passing through the layers of blood clouds, and sees the immortal sword hanging in the sky.

The Bingpo Cold Light Sword is condensed with the elite of Xuanbing. It can be transformed into hundreds of billions and has wonderful uses. After countless formations, it turns into a bright moon emitting cold light.

"The bright moon transformed by the immortal sword is just an empty appearance. Now there is the real Taiyin remains, just the right combination!"

Zhou Yi took the remains of the Demon Ancestor out of the Sun and Moon Cave. The dark moon body within a radius of a thousand miles attracted the attention of all the officials and Yincha in the underworld as soon as it appeared.

The Demon Ancestor was in charge of the Taiyin Avenue, and the remains left behind are a real moon!

The Xianjian and Juexianjian burst into dazzling sword light, constantly chopping the remains of the Demon Ancestor. After three days, the remains were finally crushed into bones and blood.

Zhou Yi's magic power was running, and he pinched the magic formula with his hands to refine the bones and blood of the Demon Ancestor into the immortal sword.

The seventy-two earthly evil spirits were perfect, among which the four magical powers of boiling stones, yellow and white, laying arrays, and finger transformation were all related to refining weapons, enough to make Zhou Yi a top refining master!

Zhou Yi played a series of magic formulas, and the bones and blood turned into countless inscriptions and merged into the immortal sword.

The material of the Bingpo Cold Light Sword was not as good as the remains of the Demon Ancestor. As the blood and bones were continuously refined, the snow-white sword body gradually turned red, and naturally produced countless mysterious patterns.

Transform blood into the surface, refine bones into the inside.

Half a year passed in a flash, and the immortal sword had completely changed its appearance. Only the two words "Bingpo" on the hilt indicated its origin.

Zhou Yi sensed the breath of the immortal sword: "Such a treasure is worthy of the moon of the underworld!"

Buzz!

The immortal sword seemed to have intelligence, and with a slight sound, the mysterious patterns on the sword body shone with brilliance, and it actually attracted the Taiyin Avenue.

The Taiyin Avenue was revealed, and the moonlight fell like rain.

The Yin messengers enjoyed the nourishment of the moonlight, their souls were pure, and their magic power soared. They knelt down and shouted.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly in response, and his figure disappeared, and he had returned to the Yama Palace.

Just after he sat down, a woman's voice sounded.

"Today, I am honored to see the power of the Lord, which is better than the rumors!"

"Which Taoist friend?"

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, calculated with his fingers, and his eyes sparkled to find the source of the voice.

The Yama Palace is the core of the underworld. Except for Zhou Yi and the Yin and Yang clones, even if the Ten Yamas want to come in, they can't avoid the detection of the formation restrictions.

"I listen carefully, and I greet the Lord!"

There is no need for Zhou Yi to find a trace, the woman showed up on her own and bowed.

She has an ordinary appearance, a thorny hairpin and a cloth skirt, and no magical power. Even if he saw her in person, Zhou Yi would think she was an ordinary farm girl.

"Listen carefully..."

Zhou Yi suddenly realized: "Mao Jiu's mother?"

As he said that, he was going to open the Sun and Moon Cave Heaven and call Mao Jiu out to recognize her.

Mao Jiu was lazy by nature. After taking the position of the head of the Injustice Department, he went to work at first, but he never saw anyone coming to appeal for injustice, so he simply returned to the Sun and Moon Cave Heaven to live happily.

The Three-Life Stone shows the life experience of the soul, and directly convicts and sentences without interrogation. The Injustice Department has indeed become a decoration.

"I came here alone and didn't tell Mao Jiu."

Di Ting no longer concealed his magic power, revealing a demon god aura that was no weaker than Taotie and Qiongqi: "Mao Jiu can join the Lord of the Mansion, it is a great opportunity for it, and it no longer needs my care."

Zhou Yi was puzzled: "Since you are not looking for Mao Jiu, why did you come to the underworld?"

Di Ting replied: "The Demon Court and the Underworld have set rules that immortals and gods cannot stay in the human world. I can no longer hide, so I have to come to the Lord of the Mansion."

"The Taoist's method of avoiding the world is really mysterious. He actually avoided the Demon Court and the Underworld's exhaustive search of the human world."

Zhou Yi had expected this a long time ago. After all, every immortal god is a legend. It is possible that he has some hidden magical powers, so no one can find his trace and hide in the human world freely.

"No matter how proficient I am in concealing my magical powers, I dare not compare myself with the Demon Ancestor. The Demon Ancestor defied the will of heaven to become the God Emperor, but he died in the hands of the underworld. I dare not hide in the human world anymore."

Di Ting is not like other immortals and gods who can choose between the Demon Court and the Underworld at will. It is well known that Mao Jiu is Zhou Yi's pet, so he has no choice.

"Daoyou is well-informed!"

Zhou Yi exclaimed. Ordinary immortals and gods only know that the Demon Ancestor was reborn and fell, and almost no one knows that he became the God Emperor.

"All my magical powers are in my ears. If the Demon Court makes any moves, I will hear about it in advance and can help the Lord of the Mansion!"

Di heard clearly and knew about this ferocious character, saying that he was decisive in killing and hard-hearted. Even if Mao Jiu was an opportunity, he still had to show enough usefulness to avoid becoming cannon fodder in the underworld in the future.

"That's very good. Where do you plan to take up a post?"

Zhou Yi has long heard of the magical power of truth, and he can hear everything about the three realms. With the help of heaven's divination, he will definitely be able to take advantage of everything.

Di Ting pondered for a moment and replied: "I am a demon after all. Joining the underworld violates the agreement between the emperor and the demon emperor. I volunteer to guard the deepest part of the underworld, the Eighteenth Heavy Sword Saw Hell, and by the way, I can listen to the Dharma!"

"Great kindness!"

Zhou Yi touched his palms and smiled, writing Di Ting down in a small notebook.

If that guy Mao Jiu had such clever ideas, why would his practice stagnate?

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