Chapter 141: The God of the Underworld

Fang Xiu looked upward, his gaze penetrated the heavy bronze hall roof, penetrated the layers of earth, and directly reached the mountain and sea realm.

Fang Xiu saw Na Dongzhou, and his eyes saw the powerful soul shadow of Si Qiong Mountain, which was still fused with the Na Si Qiong Mountain Range.

Fang Xiu stood in the bronze hall, standing beside the Emperor of the Netherworld, holding the book of life and death, the endless brilliance on his body, at this moment, Fang Xiu was completely integrated with the authority of the entire Mountain and Sea Realm, modifying and adjusting the rules of reincarnation in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Fang Xiu's fingertips were a little above the Book of Life and Death, and threads of light pulled out with Fang Xiu's fingertips, and he saw a black bronze token condensed from it, and a divine edict seed flickered in it.

The token reads - Siqiongshan Mountain God!

With a wave of Fang Xiu's long sleeves, he saw that the token turned into a ray of light and rushed directly into the sky, piercing through the dark mist, breaking through the earth, and appearing on the top of Siqiong Mountain.

At this moment, more than ten years have passed since the last war, the Dahuan Dynasty has been established, the Xuanyuan Kingdom has withdrawn from the stage, and the remaining Xuanyuan people have closed the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom and have no longer been in contact with the outside world.

Within the enchantment of restoration, the remaining Xuanyuan people have become more simple and quiet than they once were luxurious and high-profile, and even the palaces and pavilions rebuilt in China, the sound of the piano and the music have become much simpler.

The original spirit birds and beasts on the mountain all died or fled, the spirit plants and flowers all withered, the surging rivers dried up, and even the waterfalls and water sources on the mountain disappeared without a trace.

In the past ten years, the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom is still silent, and even at night, the battle cry and hissing of the revenant soul can still be heard, which makes people unconsciously return to that day and see that terrifying scene.

The terrifying power of death, and the endless souls of the dead, still curse this ancient realm beneath the earth.

If someone comes here again, I'm afraid they won't be able to recognize this place anymore, it is the former Xuanyuan country, how many miles around, there is no tree to see again, bare without a little green, everywhere is full of dead air, and it will never be the fairyland paradise again.

With the death of the high priest and the fall of the ancestral gods, they have seen the great terror of this world and the world of netherworld death, so that the people of Xuanyuan began to understand that they are not the so-called gods and descendants.

They are just a speck of dust in the vast sentient beings, the heavens and the earth.

The sonorous sound of the piano carries a little grief and sorrow, as well as a tribute to the dead and the souls.

At this moment, a ray of light burst from the earth and rushed into the sky, immediately attracting the attention of the entire Xuanyuan people.

A new generation of high priests walked out of the temple, and a group of Xuanyuan people swung their long tails and walked out of the palace pavilion and looked at the sky.

And the light, which lasted only a moment, immediately fell into the mountains like stars.

The stars merge into the leylines of the earth and merge with the beings that have sunk in the mountains.

Then came the beautiful music that sounded throughout the mountain, as if thousands of leaves were in Mosha, and as if the rain was falling on the earth, and the crisp sound of thousands of droplets of water cracking and exploding.

"What is this?" The Xuanyuan people, who were compiling the history books of the Xuanyuan Kingdom, put down the carving knife and bamboo slips in their hands.

"What sound?" the inspired Xuanyuan people looked out the door and out the window.

"That's a beautiful sound!" the child gathered at his mother's feet put his hands behind his ears and squinted his eyes.

"It's just ...... The joy of the natural avenue of heaven and earth!" The beautiful girl holding the long piano and holding her hair in a bun walked out of the pavilion with her back to the withered waterfall.

The surviving Xuanyuan people looked and stood outside at the same time, listening to the pleasant voice, the old man, the youth, and the children, and at the same time closed their eyes and listened to the beautiful sound with their ears.

Beautiful, beautiful, and immersive, it seems that when you listen to the sound, you can feel the breath of nature and the mountains, as if the mountains are roaring and returning.

The new High Priest, dressed in dark red robes, stood in front of the Temple Square as if he were standing on a cliff, looking down on the earth below.

I saw that on the earth, a little green bud gradually appeared, and the green bud grew into blades of grass, and then spread towards the surroundings.

"Earth...... Revived!"

"The mountain is alive!"

One by one, the people of Xuanyuan rushed down from the mountain, and when they went down the stairs, they could see that the ground under their feet was recovering little by little, plants, flowers and plants were growing little by little, and trees were beginning to grow seedlings.

The dead and silent Xuanyuan Kingdom is full of life again.

They were thrilled and cheered, not in the slightest understanding what was going on.

"River...... There's water in the river!"

"There's water in the river!"

Someone ran towards the river, and saw that from the ground, water gushed out, spreading around, and everyone looked at the small water source, and tears of excitement filled their eyes, as if they had seen a miracle.

And the girl holding the long piano felt a sound behind her at this time, turned her head, and saw the exhausted waterfall, which was flowing into the water little by little at the moment.

The water drops ticks and then keeps converging and becoming larger, little by little forming a waterfall that joins together.

One, two, three, several waterfalls, all began to emerge with water.

And at this time, their temple also bloomed with a fierce light, and the ancestral gods they worshipped also began to revive at this moment.

"Ancestral God! The Ancestral God has also been resurrected!"

"It's the ancestral god who has been revived!"

The new High Priest led all the people of Xuanyuan and bowed to the temple at the same time, and everyone could not believe that this was happening.

However, at this moment, he has incarnated as the god of Siqiong Mountain, managing the entire Siqiongshan Mountain Range, and he will never be able to step out of here again, turn into a god, and protect his people.

At the same time, because of the revival of the mountain god, all the dead spirits in the entire Siqiong Mountain turned into streamers at the same time and fell into a black gate.

Those evil ghosts and resentful spirits who led the war spirit, resisted the power of reincarnation, and refused to be reincarnated, revealed the terrifying appearance of the witch sacrifice before their lives, broke free from the earth and roared towards the sky, but they were still suppressed by the mountain god and sent into reincarnation.

In the area of Siqiong Mountain, there is a mountain god, and reincarnation finally has a preliminary order.

Fang Xiu stood in the bronze hall, holding the book of life and death and nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that there was still no problem with his set of ideas.

Then the palm of his hand brushed over the book of life and death, and immediately saw one after another light jumping out of it, turning into tokens and Yin edicts into the top of the bronze hall, the tokens were bronze ancient orders, and the Yin edicts were like the emperor's divine decrees, and the brilliant lights were like stars rotating on it.

You can see that the land of Shaoxi Village, the gods of the great river, the city god of Xundu, the god of Longqiu Mountain, and other priesthoods and edicts are written on the tokens, and on the top of the edicts, there are written the priesthoods of the evil department, the master book of the reward department, and so on.

These edicts and edicts will gradually take shape in this bronze hall, and one day, they will break away from this bronze hall and scatter all over the world.

That day will be the time when the reincarnation of the underworld will truly reopen.

Fang Xiu placed the book of life and death on the white jade case, and this time, the lord of the Netherworld incarnated by the white bone demon began to perform his duties as if he had been given by his priesthood, took the book of life and death, and looked through the names on it.