Chapter 61

Black and white impermanence, together with the judge, stand outside the gate of the palace of the Lord of the Underworld.

Song Nian came this day, and only ordered them once - to set up an enchantment outside the main hall.

The barrier is not very feasible, and the judge, together with the black and white impermanence, has set up that barrier outside this huge hall.

Song Nian knew that it was difficult for the first three outside.

But there is no other way to do it at the moment.

If he could, Song Nianzi would do it himself, but he didn't have any magic on him.

"He's not badly wounded."

He didn't bother Song Nian, he stood on the table next to him, watching Song Nian busy there.

Song Nian naturally knew that the injury of the Immortal Monarch in front of him was not light.

Lie here, silently. If it weren't for the fact that the soul still had a color to identify, who would have seen that there was still a living ghost on this couch?

But even so, the color of the soul of the Lord of the Underworld is fading little by little, and Song Nian is here, rummaging through the cabinets to find the little blood he gave to the Underworld King that day.

The reason why he Song Nian hurried back in a hurry was to think that if the King of the Underworld was really dangerous, he would naturally need to replenish that qi and blood. And in this heaven and earth, the most effective method that can be found now is this, after all, his Song Nian's blood can suppress the demonic power on the body of the king of the underworld.

As for the Lord of the Underworld, he doesn't want to show his demonic power, let alone those qi and blood who can suppress demonic power? Therefore, he pushed the judge and the black and white impermanence out of the door in the year of Song, and in order to prevent extraneous branches, he also let the three outside set up that enchantment.

Then, in the hall of the Monarch of the Underworld, he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, but after looking for them all, he Song Nian had not found the drop of blood, and now looking at the Monarch of the Underworld on the couch, in his eyes, between his lips and teeth, he had long lost the dark light and crimson color when he saw it in the past.

He is not pale as paper now.

Little by little, he was disappearing. Every trace of the dissipation of the soul was increasing at a speed that was visible to Song Nian, but he couldn't even find the drop of blood qi left behind.

If it can't be stopped, I'm afraid that the king of the underworld on the couch will no longer be able to control this underworld.

This is what he Song Nian does not want to see.

Compared with handing over the underworld to the Five Ghost Emperors and the Ten Palaces Yama who were eyeing him outside, he Song Nian liked the king of the underworld in front of him even more, lying on the couch and having no life.

He Song Nian actually doesn't like the underworld.

From the time he was the ancestor, he was not happy.

What I like is naturally the thriving world and getting dyed day by day. He was happy to see the many generations in the world, recuperate, reproduce, and decorate the world with more vitality.

But people die.

When he first created these weak human beings, he did not have the heart to command them, and he brought them into the world, and he loved to watch them live in this vast and infinite place, and live happily.

But there are always times when things don't go your way.

Those weak human beings, they are dying.

Yes, when he created them, they were alive and kicking in front of his ancestors, compared to the joy he came when he was with his ancestors, and he liked to look at them from afar.

But humans die.

He cannot disobey the heavens, even if he is the creator of the world. But he still has to cling to the heaven that created him.

This frustrated him for a while.

It wasn't until the ancestor brought the newborn young human to him that he was a little relieved, yes, on this earth, so there are creatures and human beings, they are not immortal and long-lasting things like him.

He couldn't force it.

But on the other hand, on this earth, every day there are living beings who die, and every day there are new lives born here, and so on and so forth.

He embraced the underworld.

But he still doesn't like the underworld, even if he was the king of the underworld in the years before he became the king of the underworld, he didn't have a good impression of the underworld, so naturally he wouldn't take the initiative to invite Ying here.

But at that time, he was not allowed to be in the heavenly realm.

Even if it was his own assumption that this could not be tolerated in the heavenly realm, he still came to the underworld.

He became the lord of the underworld.

There is no more connection with the heavenly realm.

He had been decadent for a long time, and he had never seriously managed the ghosts and gods in the underworld, so he just made a few rules with them, and made it clear where the bottom line was, if it wasn't for those who violated the bottom line rules, he would be the first to scatter his soul.

The means are cruel.

If his ancestors' deeds that day were placed in the eyes of that group of underworld gentlemen, I am afraid that they would kill chickens and monkeys, or kill monkeys and make an example of monkeys.

And what he did that day was, in the final analysis, just for fear of trouble. He didn't like to deal with all the trivial matters, so he threw them to the judge he had chosen.

The ancestors of the present judges.

Unexpectedly, that day was just a thought, but they were so tired that they were full of doors, and they could not see the light of day in this underworld for the rest of their lives.

He chose that day, but the judge ancestor was a restrained person, and he never thought that he would be so tenacious to pass on this generation from generation to generation.

He thought that he would never like this underworld. But when he saw the group of people from the underworld who surrounded him on weekdays, in the great battle, dead and wounded, he was so tightened in his chest.

So, he came forward and learned everything.

Then, the rebirth returns.

But he chose this place, for some reason, he actually missed, this city full of people, who traveled every day and above the market of the Underworld, were also his people.

It is no different from the group that has multiplied here in the human world. There was no difference between the thirty-three days he had abandoned.

He let it go.

Dead once, it was like a big dream, and now that he has woken up, he no longer has those radical views, he has seen it.

After using a body of magic, the cultivation of the aura, has been shattered to the point that it took hundreds of years to barely repair the soul, and the whole time has become the price of this enlightenment.

The king of the underworld on the couch is also a victim of what he has done.

On that day, the ancestor was the lord of the underworld in the temple.

Because of its strong mana, it is naturally not necessary to be imprisoned by the power of the Taozhi Mountain to suppress the demons and monsters. At that time, the demon had seen his methods, so he naturally did not dare to make a mistake in the world, so he stayed in this underworld in peace.

But there are always people who want to be the first bird - there are demons who flow to the world, rape and deceive the women in the world, so that the pearl is secretly knotted, but because the body of the human world is too weak, when giving birth, the child comes out of the mother's body. Because he was uneducated and did not know where this place was, he never left his biological mother's side.

And then he was hungry,

and ate his biological mother, who died beside him.

When he was reported from below, the ancestor was furious, and in a fit of anger, he forbade the ghosts of the underworld to marry with the human world.

In this way, the ruler of Hades, who came after him, remembered his kindness because of his sacrifice in that great battle, and inherited the rules he had set down one by one, and so on and so on.

The Lord of the Underworld on the couch was one of the victims.

If it weren't for the rules set that day, this child would not have lost his parents, and naturally he would not have asked for help from the demonic power of unknown origin in his body because he wanted to protect himself, let alone the unbearable pain over and over again in these years.

"What are you doing?!"

Watching Song Nian look for something for the Enma from the sidelines, he turned the house upside down, naturally knowing what he was looking for here.

But Song Nian suddenly stopped. In this house, he has all searched through it, and he naturally sees it when he is old, but he is not looking for it, and he sees it in his eyes.

He didn't find it.

Looking at the Enma lying on the couch, his body is now more and more thin and transparent. There is not much time to delay, and there is naturally no room for turning around on this bed.

He glanced up at Song Nian.

Is he going to tell his host about that? Even if you tell it, it won't solve the problem.

At his age, he withdrew to the body of the king of the underworld, and said in his heart:

Owner, don't blame him for being ruthless, but if you say it, what's the point?

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Thank you for taking care of you a few days ago, if you don't find a host, I'm afraid he can follow this owner to thank you for a few days.

But it was good that he didn't look up, and when he looked up, he saw this scene: the host pulled out a boning knife from his accompanying pocket. The tip of the knife was tilted at an angle by the host, and there was a chill in the forest, but he didn't hear it, ripped open the placket of his clothes, and was about to stab the boning knife into his body.

"What are you doing?!"

In order to prevent the host in front of him from being stupid again, he couldn't stay on the table anymore, so he jumped down, jumped in front of Song Nian, and used the title page to draw Song Nian's hand holding the boning knife.

"I've been scolding people these days!"

"You obviously don't like this place, but now you open your arms and poke yourself with a dagger, right?!"

"You, did the catastrophe throw your head away? Yes! ”

At his age, looking at Song Nian in front of him, he felt that there was such a breath of anger coming up, he really felt that there was no cure for this in front of him, why did he run back, how good it was to be in that Taozhi Mountain Fantasy Realm, and it was easy to see him self-harm!

Out of sight, out of mind!

Song Nian saw the old man flying in the air, and the title page of the Book of Heaven rattled, as if he was about to tear himself apart.

"Are you angry?"

It's the first time Song Nian has seen him so old, he is an extremely stingy person, he usually loves the title page of his book, but now he is allowed to grin in the air, and if he is not careful, he will damage his body.

"How dare I! You are the host, from the beginning of heaven and earth to the present, who in this heaven and earth is qualified to be angry with you! ”

Song Nian looked at this angry and corrupt old man and looked at it with a pleasing eye, but right now, it was naturally impossible to watch the play on the side, he wanted to give this Shun Mao.

"I'm not going to do anything to hurt myself."

Even if he is injured now, he will definitely be able to come back, and the power of that catastrophe has not been able to make him completely die, so it is naturally even more impossible at the moment.

"If you don't do it, you really don't do it!"

You don't do it you take that boning knife and stab yourself in the body!

"Don't think that if I can't transform now, I don't know what you want!"

What else can save the Immortal Monarch on the bed with his current body?! Zuo but the half of the immortal bones that died that day did not have time to turn into Taozhi Mountain!

There was only half a pair of immortal bones left, and he really didn't think it was precious, but now he could easily take it out!

Song Nian saw that he was so old, and he knew that most of this matter could not be hidden from him. Yes, he Song Nian had the idea of that half-body immortal bone.

When he died that day, he kept half of the immortal bones down, and the other half was left by him in the Taozhi Mountain to suppress the demonic spirit of that forest.

"Master, have you forgotten that if you move that immortal bone, there will be signs of 2.8 million stars."

Yes, if he moves the immortal bones, he Song Nian is afraid that he will not be able to hide it.

I can't hide it.