Passing through the gate of tens of meters high, there is a road between the halls and pavilions that leads directly to the center, and the light falls on the avenue, like a road to the immortals.

Along the stairs all the way up, thousands of disciples of the Academy Palace greeted Fang Xiu along the stairs, looking down from above, the dense figures on the stairs, the wide robes fluttering under the shroud of light, holding a scroll or holding a bamboo slip standing on both sides, like an immortal in the heavenly palace fairyland waiting for the emperor to return to the throne.

Everyone has left a great name in the yang world, or to benefit one party, or to educate one party, and everyone has a strong light of merit, and at this moment they are all waiting by the side of the stairs, waiting for the arrival of some legendary person.

A man dressed in the master's robe walked all the way up, and his steps landed on the steps as if he were walking on clouds.

Everyone looked at the man with different expressions, some with great reverence, some nodded solemnly, some smiled in greeting, and each of them bowed down and bowed their heads as he passed by.

As if to pay tribute to this saint who preached the world and educated the human race.

"Boom!" the bell rang long and melodious, soaking into the bottom of people's hearts.

"Boom!"

One after another, with each step the saint took and stepped on the bell, he saw the light on him even more.

Along the way, the vast merit and luck of the saints on his body were released like a great day.

Wen Sheng walked to the center, raised his head and looked up, on the high platform, in front of the palace, three saints with a rich light on their bodies lowered their heads at the same time and butt with him.

The light that bloomed from Wen Sheng's body shone through the sky and the sky, turning into a pillar of light, connecting with the light of incense in the sky.

The light of Haohaoran's merits shone through thousands of miles, dispelling all the clouds, and the blessed land of the Xundu School Palace in the entire netherworld was also sublimated in an instant.

He was holding a scroll of white jade and jade slips, and at this moment, he was combined with the saint, and the holy sound of the Great Dao came out of it, and the articles and scriptures of the Xundu Xue Palace, which had been inherited for hundreds of years, spread out from it, and turned into golden talismans around him, scattered into this palace of buildings.

He walked forward step by step, slowly, shuttling up with the golden light words turned into the sea of scriptures, and finally stood on the high platform, ranking first.

Fang Xiu looked at Zhuang Sheng, Yi Sheng, and Yi Sheng beside him, all of the people present were his own disciples, and these three were the best among his disciples, known as saints.

The last time Fang Xiu saw Zhuang Sheng was hundreds of years ago, at that time Zhuang Sheng was not yet called Zhuang Sheng, he was just a student under his own chair, named Zhuang Li, and he appointed him as the second master of the Academy Palace when he left.

At that time, Dahuan was newly established, and humanity was flourishing.

Afterwards, Yi Sheng and Yi Sheng both saluted Fang and said, "I've seen Feng Sheng!"

Fang Xiu nodded slightly, and Zhuang Sheng looked at the original master who preached and solved his doubts, and was full of emotions for a moment, and only said after a long time: "Zhuang Li has seen the master!"

The four saints were lined up on the high platform, and the first saint held the preaching jade slip, and the light covered the sky and the sun, covering everything.

"Welcome to the return of Fengsheng!"

In the entire Xundu Academy, thousands of sages and sons who radiated light on their bodies saluted to the four saints who were high above, making the sound of mountains and tsunamis.

Feng Sheng looked at the complete disciple and threw the preaching jade slip in his hand from a high place, as if a scorching sun was rising from his hand.

The preacher jade slip spun upwards and merged with the incense power in the sky.

Above the heavenly dome, the preaching jade slip combined all the power of the martial arts of the Yang and Yin worlds, and instantly turned into the size of a mountain, and then slowly spread out, standing horizontally in the sky and blooming with a halo of light.

Layer after layer of disappearance came out of the preaching jade slip, the scene of the hundred-year-old school palace educating the human race, the statues of generations of masters and sages, and the golden words were constantly circulating.

"Boom!"

The Xundu School Palace on the earth of the underworld has also changed at this time, and it is cut off from the earth a little bit.

At this time, the four saints rose together with the entire school palace, flew into the sky little by little, and then slowly landed on the preaching jade slip.

The preaching jade slip is like the earth, carrying the entire Xundu School Palace, and the Xundu School Palace is integrated and stands on the heavenly dome of the underworld.

The sages of the school palace, generations of masters, and several saints are all deeply combined with the preaching jade slip at this moment, one with the same fate, and the luck is connected.

Since then, this Xundu School Palace is no longer the same as an ordinary incense blessed land, but really has a foundation.

When this preaching jade slip is truly transformed into a fourth-order, it is no longer an ordinary fourth-order magic weapon, but a fourth-order incense transport vessel, and these sons of the Wensheng of the Xundu Academy Palace will all turn into the spirit of the preaching jade slip together, turning from virtual to real, and no longer corroded by the limitations of yin longevity and the power of incense.

If one day, this preaching jade can be turned into an immortal weapon and carry the luck of the human race, the spirits of these saints and sages will also be immortal together, and the human race will be forever and forever.

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In front of the cloudy Tianzi City, a huge pass of the moat is directly stuffed into the sky, and the top can not be seen at all, the top is covered with clouds and mist, and the thunder is flickering, and only the three big characters of the faint ghost gate can be seen, exuding a strong pressure, suppressing and restraining all the evil ghosts and ghosts above and below the ghost gate.

Changde arrived at the ghost gate in front of the ghost gate on the ghost frame, and saw thousands of ghosts gathered in front of the ghost gate, locked up and drove towards the inside.

Changde took out the edict of the god of the ancient mountain so far, and did not stop all the way, the carriage and horse ghost will fly through the main gate of the ghost gate, and a light is projected on the plaque of the ghost gate, shining on the Shinto edict of Changde, and the light curtain rumbles and opens up.

Moving forward, although some ghosts and gods flew into the Yin Tianzi City on the frame, they rarely had the power of Changde, even in the Netherworld Mansion, there were still few gods of the same level as Changde, most of them were Yin Poor ghost officials with no ranks, or low-level Yin Cao officials.

I don't know how many dead people are struggling in the surging Huangquan River under their feet, and the road is full of bright red flowers, which are beautiful and make the ghosts and gods stop.

The Santu River, the Nai He Bridge, and the ghosts who looked back at the Sansheng Stone and cried and refused to leave, all of this is just like a legend.

"Is this the Yin Tianzi City, where the reincarnation of the world and the life and death of all beings are located?"

"And what I'm going to see this time is the Son of the Netherworld who is in charge of the cycle of life and death!"

Chang De's eyes fell on a ghost city hall in the distance, and the mighty ghosts and shadows finally converged there.

In the center, a heavy, ancient bronze temple exuded the power of suppressing the entire Netherworld, perched atop the rolling mountains.

And the master of the netherworld, Yin Tianzi, is there.