In the scorching summer, the ghost town of Fengdu, Bazhou, is full of tourists.

"It is said that the king of Hades will dominate the underworld, suppress the ten halls of Yama, control life and death, and determine reincarnation, this secret is in the ......"

In the gloomy hall of Hades, when the tour guide said this, he suddenly stopped and deliberately did not say anything down, satisfying the appetite of all tourists.

However, in the crowd, there was a handsome young man with a hint of disapproval flashing in his eyes.

The young man's name is Deng Jiuling, a native of Tiannan City, Donghai City, a scumbag in the third year of high school, and it will be difficult to be admitted to university in the college entrance examination in the near future.

Irritable, Deng Jiuling took advantage of the weekend holiday to relax with the group tour.

"Hey, this little brother, what kind of expression do you have?" The tour guide's gaze suddenly fell on Deng Jiuling.

"You just want to say that the secret of Hades's strength lies in the book of life and death, right?"

After speaking, Deng Jiuling said again: "Back then, Sun Wukong went to the underworld angrily and beat the king of Hades to tamper with the book of life and death, and from then on yin and yang were separated ......"

"And then?" asked a beautiful tourist with long hair and a shawl next to her, with some curiosity.

"And then? ”

Deng Jiuling lit a cigarette, and the disdain in his eyes was even stronger: ""Journey to the West" is just a YY novel made up by the Ming people, it can't be true, how can there be any Hades and life and death?"

"Huh?" Inadvertently, Deng Jiuling raised his head and was suddenly stunned.

Directly in front of it, the statue of Hades, it seems—moving?

Call!

In the black and oppressive Hades Palace, a black wind blew out of thin air.

Truly!

A high-pitched, strange, night-owl-like scream resounded throughout the hall.

"Lord Hades has appeared!"

"Desecrating the Supreme of the Difu in Fengdu is a great disrespectful sin!"

Several elderly tourists talked a lot and quickly knelt on the futon in fright.

However, Deng Jiuling's gaze kept falling on the statue.

Deng Jiuling had the illusion that the king of Hades was about to be resurrected!

"What ghosts and gods are there in the world? Deng Jiuling shook his head, a little disapproving.

Wow!

A bright light suddenly rose from the center of the idol's eyebrows.

"Is this ......?" Deng Jiuling's mouth opened wide, and his expression was incredulous.

Hades, is it really alive?

"Hades has appeared!"

The tour guide screamed with excitement and took the lead in kneeling.

All the passengers knelt down and bowed to the idol.

Deng Jiuling was pulled by the long-haired beauty, and in a daze, he knelt on the futon.

But everyone else was religious, but Deng Jiuling was a little absent-minded.

The light in the center of the idol's eyebrows flashed away, and there was no trace of it again.

But Deng Jiuling felt that there seemed to be something more in his mind.

In my mind, a boxy ancient book exuding an ancient atmosphere, constantly spreading out the eerie black atmosphere.

On the cover of the ancient book, three big scarlet characters are in my eyes - "Life and death!"

"This ...... Is this the life and death of the King of Hades?" Deng Jiuling's eyes widened, and his expression was incredulous.

Could it be the king of the underworld, does it really exist?

Deng Jiuling received a modern education since he was a child, and he didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, thinking that it was just feudal superstition.

But what about the book of life and death in my mind?

"Hallucination, it must be an illusion!" Closing his eyes, Deng Jiuling kept shaking his head.

However, the book of life and death in his mind became clearer and clearer, and he began to turn the pages automatically.

"Life and death are thin, recording and communicating the mystery of yin and yang, cultivating to the extreme realm, being able to control life and death, reincarnation, unifying the six realms, shaping the golden body of the supreme king of Hades, ranking the supreme of the underworld!"

It is also strange to say that the words on the ancient books are not Chinese characters, but Deng Jiuling not only understands them, but also understands the meaning.

"I Bao Zheng, people give the nickname 'Qingtian', jealousy and hatred before death, love the people like sons, and all the people return to their hearts. ”

"Everyone in the world knows that I have God's help in judging cases, but I don't know that I am a disciple of the king of Hades, and I am cultivating the supreme secret book of the underworld - 'Life and Death'"

"The passage of the two worlds of yin and yang has been broken, the six realms have collapsed, the lives of good people cannot be long, and the bad people have left a disaster for thousands of years, my heart aches!"

Looking down page by page, the more Deng Jiuling looked, the more frightened he became.

It turned out that in the ancient underworld, the king of Hades was originally the supreme of the first generation, but suddenly disappeared mysteriously, leaving only a thin part of life and death.

Since Bao Zheng got the book of life and death, he has been cultivating day and night, vowing to rebuild the six realms of reincarnation and return heaven and earth to a bright future.

However, Bao Zheng's qualifications are limited, and he only cultivates part of the inheritance of life and death, and finally when the limit of longevity arrives, he has to return to the west with hatred.

"This life and death are thin, and I hide in the palace of the king of Fengdu, so as to wait for the fate of future generations. ”

"Whoever inherits my inheritance is the heir of the underworld. ”

"I hope that the younger generations will be able to distinguish between good and evil, know right from wrong, benefit the people with this life and death, punish evil and promote good, remember to remember!"

After probably scanning the life and death book, Deng Jiuling looked shocked.

Life and Death Bo, Hades, Bao Zheng?

I actually became a ...... The inheritor of Hades and Bao Zheng?

Hallucination!

Yes, it must be an illusion!

Mixed in the crowd, Deng Jiuling shook his head, feeling incredible.

In the corner that no one could see, there were two towering and powerful men, as indifferent as gods, looking down coldly.

"Xue'er, what do you think of this person?" an old voice came out of the mouth of the old man who was very loud and exuded the aura of a superior person.

"Grandpa, this person is not good-looking, but he is just a mediocre person, what is there to see?" The girl with a graceful figure and a cold temperament was a little unimpressed.

"Xue'er, you are still the No. 1 Martial Dao Tianjiao in Tiannan, why are you so shallow?" the tiger shook his head and pointed with a smile.

"Huh?" Hearing this, the girl named Shangguan Xue squinted slightly, and her beautiful eyes burst out with a terrifying essence, and she looked at Deng Jiuling burningly.

"Hey, this person's qualifications are mediocre, his life should be uneventful, and he died at the age of eighty without illness, but why ......" Shangguan Xuedai frowned slightly, and her eyes were full of suspicion.

"But what?" said the old man with a slight bow, smiling and encouraging.

"But why did I snoop on the true martial arts secret method taught by you, grandpa, only to find that this person has reached the end of his life, I'm afraid he won't survive tonight?" Shangguan Xue said in surprise.

"Cher, grandpa is really happy that you can see this, but you only see the appearance, but you don't find the essence of the problem. Caressing his white beard, the old man said lightly.

"This is impossible, I am also a peak martial artist with external strength, and a trace of true qi has been condensed in my body, and it is absolutely impossible to look away. The girl didn't believe it, and looked proud.

"Xue'er, although your martial arts talent is high, and your judgment is not wrong, but you are not an internal strength martial artist after all, so you naturally can't see the core of the problem. ”

The old man shook his head and sighed slightly: "The inner strength of the martial artist, the true qi in the body is agitated, and he also has some special powers, such as - Insight into heroes!"

"Grandpa, could it be that you have already stepped into the internal strength?" Hearing this, Shangguan Xue was a little excited.

"The old man has been fighting all his life, and he has been powerful in the south of the world, but it was not until he was old that he groped for the threshold of internal strength, but he was unable to break through. ”

The old man glanced at it casually just now, and found that this person seemed to be mediocre, but he contained a powerful power in his body. ”

"It's just that this force, like the stars in the night, flickering and dark, is unpredictable, as if it is going to disappear at any moment, which is so strange. ”

Caressing the white beard, in the wise eyes of the old man, full of suspicion.

"Grandpa, in this way, he is the person you are looking for?" Shangguan Xue's eyes lit up.

"The old man's current cultivation is already the great consummation of 'external strength', although the true qi in the body is agitated, but there is still a line away from the real 'internal strength'. ”

"If the old man wants to go further in the martial arts, he must find the help of a real master of internal strength, this son ......" Speaking of this, the old man paused and shook his head slightly.

"Grandpa, why don't I try him?" Shangguan Xue rubbed his hands and was eager to try.

"No need. The old man shook his head and sighed, "After all, we are true qi martial artists, not ordinary mortals, if we visit rashly, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to believe it." ”

After a pause, the old man continued: "And the feeling that person brought to the old man is very strange, maybe the old man has lost his eyes. ”

"In this way, this person is still mediocre in qualifications, and I am not mistaken. Shangguan Xue smiled proudly.

"Not necessarily. The old man shook his head.

"Why?" Shangguan Xue was a little puzzled.

Looking at Deng Jiuling's back as he disappeared around the corner, the old man's eyes were scorching, and a sentence floated out: "The sea water cannot be measured, and people cannot be disguised!"