After a strong ideological struggle, the three people in the audience still chose to compromise.

Fighting against the underworld is self-defeating.

One person said dejectedly: "What the sect leader said is that now we can only send the thousand-year-old ghost king back to the underworld, but the sect master, we are unwilling, without the thousand-year-old ghost king, our black/cult may decline." ”

The other person continued: "Yes, the East Evil and the West Poison the South Gu and the North Witch, the four major sects of the land of China have always respected our black/evil cults, and the other three sects are really afraid of the power of the black blood pool, so they dare not oppose us, if there is no thousand-year-old ghost king, our mana will be greatly reduced, and at that time, the position of this sect will not be kept." ”

Jiang Wei said with a painful face: "Don't say it, I understand what you said, but I don't have a choice, I must send the thousand-year-old ghost king back to the underworld tomorrow night, you seize the time, go to the black blood pool tonight, you can suck as much as you want!"

The three people in the audience resigned themselves to their fate: "Yes, sect leader!"

The next night, at the behest of the judge of the first hall, several sneaky Yin soldiers secretly opened the ghost gate and welcomed the thousand-year-old ghost king back to purgatory.

As soon as the thousand-year-old ghost king entered purgatory, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and the entire purgatory was shaken.

But then the ghost cha who came in and greeted the Yin soldiers, and the whole purgatory returned to calm.

In the first hall of hell, the ghost judge sat in the shadows, and after listening to the report of his cronies and ghosts, it showed a satisfied and cruel smile: "Hehe, the kid surnamed Xu will soon go to clean purgatory, the thousand-year-old ghost king is bloodthirsty, that scene is beautiful." ”

The ghost said diligently: "The judge has planned properly, and quietly welcomed the thousand-year-old ghost king back to purgatory, and this thing has been done without the ghost knowing, and the king of the earth and the Bodhisattva don't even know." ”

"Don't take it lightly, the thousand-year-old ghost king must be tight-lipped about his return to purgatory, if anyone dares to reveal half a sentence, they can enter the eighteenth layer of hell and never be reborn. ”

The ghost cha was so frightened that the ghost's body trembled, and he quickly knelt down and promised: "Don't worry, judge, your subordinates will be tight-lipped." ”

。。。。。。

For three days in a row, Xu Feng followed the king of Jizo to chant Sanskrit, his heart was purified, and with the pure heart formula, the power of the desolation in his body has completely returned to normal.

King Jizo nodded and said: "Master Xu, the power of the desolation in your body has been completely controlled, you remember, no matter what happens in the future, you must not release the power of the desolation wantonly, in case you are taken away by the ancient divine power, then you will be completely reduced to a killing god without independent consciousness." ”

Xu Feng hurriedly agreed: "I know." ”

Xu Feng was also very distressed about this, thinking that with the power of the wilderness, he could be able to blow up the sky, and from then on, he walked sideways.

I once thought that this ancient divine power was so skinny, and I had to play a reverse string from time to time.

Xu Feng was tormented and said, "Jizo King Bodhisattva, can't this ancient power of the Great Desolation be completely used by me?"

King Jizo smiled and said, "Master Xu, don't worry, it's not that you can't use it, it's just that you're not strong enough." I'll use an analogy, the ancient divine power is like a prehistoric dinosaur, and you're just a lion now, can a lion beat a dinosaur?"

Although this description is a bit hurtful, it is an indisputable fact.

Xu Feng replied with a slightly depressed mood: "Naturally, I can't beat it." ”

King Jizo comforted: "Don't be discouraged, if you can't beat it now, it doesn't mean that you can't beat it in the future, and when you continue to become stronger and become a Tyrannosaurus rex, the ancient divine power will be obedient and used for you." ”

"Well, I'll try!"

It seems that cultivation has a long way to go, Yuan Daozi is right, there are many spiritual stones, spiritual jade and elixirs in the Daomen, and they must be used when they should be used, so that cultivation can get twice the result with half the effort.

There are also a lot of good things in the heavenly court, so I have to ask the Jade Emperor for some.

What we are doing is a high-risk task, and the Jade Emperor can't be so deducted.

After making up his mind, Xu Feng's morale began to rise.

Afterwards, the king of Jizo ordered: "Gongzi Xu, seeing that you are in good spirits now, it is better to clean the purgatory, this is the request of the king of Yama, you can leave the underworld as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, isn't this purgatory?"

The king of Jizo replied bluntly: "Great, purgatory is 18,000 miles away, it is a place to refine all ghosts, and after all the ghosts have been refined, and after the ghosts have eliminated the resentment and anger in their bodies, the most heinous ones will be sent to the eighteen layers of hell, and the lesser ones will be able to get the opportunity to be reincarnated after repentance." ”

Xu Feng said clearly: "I see, then this purgatory is so big, I have to clean it until the Year of the Monkey?"

King Jizo waved his hand and said: "Master Xu, don't worry, I will lend you the Flying Carpet of the Difu and the Bodhi Broom, and the cleaning speed will be increased by ten million times, and in just seven days, you can complete the purgatory." ”

Xu Feng said happily: "Thank you Jizo King Bodhisattva!"

"You're welcome, you must be careful when you enter purgatory this time, don't clash with the ghosts in purgatory, some ghosts have not been refined, fierce and violent, you just don't see it. King Jizo's patient persuasion.

That posture was for fear that Xu Feng would not be able to help it, and he would launch a rush and leave no piece of armor to kill the ghosts in purgatory.

Just in case, the King of Jizo put away Xu Feng's Heavenly Thunder Mahogany Sword.

Xu Feng muttered: "Jizo King Bodhisattva, I entered purgatory with my bare hands, if something happens, wouldn't it be a loss?"

"Xu Gongzi, don't worry, I understand the situation in purgatory, most of the ghosts are in peace, and a small number of fierce ghosts, evil ghosts, and fierce ghosts that have not yet been refined are probably not your opponents, and your master Xiaoyao Zhenren is also in purgatory, he will take care of you if there is anything. "King Jizo reminded him very well, and he gave Xu Feng the back door.

Xu Feng was relieved at this time, borrowed the dungeon flying carpet and Bodhi broom and left the small courtyard of the king of Jizo, and under the guidance of the ghost, entered purgatory.

As soon as I entered purgatory, I felt a wave of heat hit me, like I was in an oven.

And the ghosts in purgatory are like roast ducks in the oven, constantly roasted.

Xu Feng was taken aback, this kind of environment can refine the ghost's anger qi?

How do I feel, after the ghost enters purgatory, his temper will become more and more irritable!

Don't care about it so much, catalyze the power of the desolation and the true qi to come out to protect the body, so as not to be burned by this refining fire.

Xu Feng flew forward with the dungeon flying carpet, and soon saw a place like an ancient city, which was densely packed with many small houses, and a ghost lived in each small house.

There is also a place similar to a market in the castle, and many ghosts walk around the market.

Xu Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "This is purgatory? ”

When Xu Feng was pondering where to start, a familiar figure floated from not far away.