Walking all the way through the bluestone bridge with Li Xiaoyao, and came to the front mountain of the Qinglian Sword Sect, the white eyebrows saw a low black cloud and dense fog from a distance, and in this black cloud, a column of black and gold paint signs was written on eight big characters:

Yin people travel, Yang people avoid!

"What a heavy smell of yin spirits, don't the people in this place have a physical body?"

Before he got closer, Bai Mei smelled a very heavy yin soul breath, the yin soul is not comparable to the monk's divine soul, the divine soul is the product of the monk's condensation of the essence of the body and the soul, the fusion of yin and yang.

The Yin Soul, on the other hand, is purely in the form of a soul, which is not of the same nature as the Divine Soul.

"Well, the forces in the underworld and even the souls in the eastern world are strong, and the people in the underworld are all ghost cultivators, and they have no physical body. As he walked forward, Li Xiaoyao explained to Bai Mei.

"When you say the Oriental World, do you mean a small world, or ......?"

"Master, don't you know, there are 3,000 small worlds in the upper realm, but in general, they are ruled by both the east and the west, the east rules 1,200 small worlds, the west rules 1,500 small worlds, and the remaining 300 small worlds are ruled by some scattered ones, such as high-level sanctuaries and seven layers of hell.

The Difu is a force subordinate to the Eastern Immortal Court, and is responsible for controlling all the soul turning arrangements in the Eastern World. However, it is said that among the underworld, there are also Western Lingshan forces involved, but the location of the underworld is extremely secret, and the immortal court has always guarded the underworld. I don't know what the real situation is. ”

After introducing the general situation of the upper realm to Bai Mei in a few words, a little blue light flashed on the fingertips of Li Xiaoyao's index finger, and a circle of isolation network was temporarily formed around him.

"Master, in recent years, the Eastern Immortal Court and the Western Spiritual Mountain have changed their previous friction and discord, and they seem to be secretly plotting something. The Eastern Immortal Court once sent an immortal official to my Qinglian Sword Sect twice, intending to recruit me to serve in the Immortal Court.

But they were all politely rejected by the disciples, and the disciples guessed that the East and West should be preparing to deal with something, but the disciples did not have conclusive news about what they were going to deal with. ”

Using covert means to isolate the possibility of someone exploring, Li Xiaoyao softly informed Bai Mei that the East and the West were secretly joining forces.

Hearing Li Xiaoyao's words, Bai Mei combined with the group of monks who practiced the Dao and Buddha Unity Exercise that he had discovered before, as well as the measuring tribulation mentioned by Shi Ji, and a vague outline of the big event gradually formed in Bai Mei's heart......

While talking here, Bai Mei and Li Xiaoyao had already come to the main hall of the front mountain and saw the group of people in the underworld.

A group of yin soldiers with pale faces and iron and blue armor stood in unison in front of sixteen strange children with red shoulders and small cheeks, and a cold and dead breath rolled up bursts of bleak white mist, wandering wantonly on the ground of the main hall.

In the main hall, the sixteen strange children saw Li Xiaoyao appear, and their faces turned to Li Xiaoyao's side, and their extremely coordinated movements revealed a trace of terrifying aura.

"I am the handsome night wandering god of the underworld, but your Excellency is the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect?"

The voice was extremely high-pitched, like an ape barking and a rooster crowing, and the night wandering god stared at Li Xiaoyao and asked loudly.

"Exactly, it's not Yin Shuai who came to my Qinglian Sword Sect today, so what's the matter. ”

Bai Mei was present, Li Xiaoyao did not sit on his own suzerain, but stood side by side with Bai Mei, looking at the night wandering god in front of him with his hands.

"What is the matter today, Your Excellency knows very well, that group of ginseng dolls is a treasure of my underworld, I hope you can return it, if you have any requests, my underworld will try its best to meet them. ”

A stiff smile appeared on his face, and the Night Wanderer God said slowly.

"Yin Shuai said that those ginseng dolls are the treasures of your underworld, but what evidence is there. Back then, Benzong had taken in that group of ginseng dolls for several years, and your underworld came to the door and said it was yours.

If this sect really returns them to you today, then my Qinglian Sword Sect will not be emptied in the future. ”

With a chuckle, Li Xiaoyao slowly stepped forward: "To tell Yin Shuai the truth, that group of ginseng dolls has entered the clan of my Qinglian Sword Sect, and they are the alchemists of my Qinglian Sword Sect's herbal medicine house.

So, you're still thinking about it. ”

Sixteen pairs of cold eyes looked at Li Xiaoyao who was chuckling, and the Night Wandering God sneered, and said gloomily: "I have heard that the Qinglian Sword Sect is the strongest strength that has risen in ancient times!"

To tell the truth, during this visit, Shangfeng also gave an order to Ben Shuai. If you want to get that group of ginseng dolls, if you don't come......"

Hearing the faint words of the Night Wandering God's killing machine, the smile on Li Xiaoyao's face slowly disappeared: "What, is the underworld going to war with my Qinglian Sword Sect?!"

"Hahaha, ignorant boy, are you worthy of a war with you!"

With two contemptuous laughs, the sixteen night wandering gods suddenly devoured each other, and in the blink of an eye, the sixteen night wandering gods turned into a three-meter-tall man with an angry face in a red and black official uniform!

"If you refuse to hand over that group of ginseng today, Ben Shuai will step on your Qinglian Sword Sect!"

A terrifying dark fog suddenly erupted on the surface of the body, and the night wandering god kicked under his feet, broke through the front mountain hall, and came to the outside sky, in the wanton spread of the mist, the noisy horse's hooves trampled and shouted to kill suddenly rose, and in the blink of an eye, there were millions of yin soldiers, pouring out of the mist!

With a bang, he took out a large banner engraved with the mark of the Night Wandering God, and erected the banner in the void.

The dewy Night Wandering God looked down at the Qinglian Sword Sect below, and shouted: "Ben Shuai will give you one last chance to hand over that group of ginseng dolls!"

"Hit?"

In the main hall of the front mountain, Bai Mei looked sideways at Li Xiaoyao on the side, and he didn't know when he had already held a three-inch Qingfeng in his hand.

"Such a small night, how can it be worth your help, Master. The disciple has already arranged. Seeing Bai Mei holding the sword, Li Xiaoyao hurriedly waved his hand, he knew how murderous Bai Mei was, as long as Bai Mei made up his mind to make a move, I am afraid that none of these people in the underworld would want to run away.

As soon as the mythical sound of the night tour fell, a blue light burst out of the divine thunder suddenly fell, and a man wearing a silver ring and a large leaf armor, wearing a nine-day infinite red gold crown, brown feathers and long wings on his back, and a pointed beak and long cheeks stepped out of the thunder light.

"General Bafang Yunlei?"

Seeing the man with brown feathers on his back and a pointed beak and long cheeks, a trace of solemnity appeared in the eyes of the Night Wandering God, and he strode forward and said, "Which marshal is General Yunlei under you?"

"A certain is the commander of Marshal Zhao of Jinlun Ruyi, and the general of Yunlei Yuan Tian! Night Wandering God, you have gathered a million Yin soldiers here, what do you want to do!"

"The Qinglian Sword Sect has hidden the treasures of our underworld and will not return them. Ben Shuai was ordered by Yan Jun to come to ask for it!" Looking at the Lei Gong pattern on Yuan Tian's wings, the Night Wandering God said slowly.

"Okay, then take out Yan Jun's handwritten letter!"

With a sneer in his heart, Yuan Tian snorted his arm and asked for the Night Wandering God!

"This ...... Presumptuous! A Yunlei general in Ru District has just changed his marshal to ask for a handwritten letter, are you qualified enough! If you want a handwritten letter, it's almost the same as calling your marshal!"

Looking at Yuan Tian, the night wandering god suddenly changed his tone, and scolded Yuan Tian angrily, and as soon as the military flag behind him was drummed, he was about to urge the Yin soldiers to go on the expedition!

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