Wei Ziye sighed and said: "This is indeed good, but we promised to meet with the two ghost envoys outside the palace of King Qin Guang before, but now we were led out by Judge Cui, so I am afraid that the two ghost envoys will be evil, why don't we burn ten thousand taels of silver and gold, how about solving the grievances in their hearts? Anyway, the gold and silver of Jiuyou are just some waste paper to us." ”

"Money can make ghosts grind, what Taoist friends say is very true. After hearing this, Du'er Zhenren praised it, and hurriedly instructed the people to prepare ten thousand taels of gold and silver in the underworld.

"Wait!" Wei Ziye suddenly drank the man again.

The real people of Watari once again inquired about the reason.

Wei Ziye said: "It's better to directly take all the paper money in your door, divide some of it with black and white impermanence, and burn it all to King Yama, even if we break the contract, these gold and silver should be able to buy back some cause and effect......"

After hearing this, Du Er Zhenren immediately smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if this method will work or not." ”

Wei Ziye sighed and said, "There is no need to pin our hopes on these gold and silver, it is better for us to plan how to rescue the sister of the Yama King in that purgatory as soon as possible, after all, this is the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao, and it is better to have less marriage." ”

"Hey...... It can only be like this......" Du Er Zhenren was also in a very bad mood at this time, and ordered him to bring all the gold and silver from the underworld in the door, and then sent away the disciples of the sect.

Then there was another silence.

After a long time, the disciple led a group of disciples to take the gold and silver from the underworld, and roughly estimated that it would be tens of millions of taels, and at this time, Fu Yi and the others also came in because they were curious, to see what these two were going to do.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were different from them, and they would never dare to enter the Qingyun Hall without the orders of the true people of Du'er, and after their team placed the gold and silver, they retreated.

Fu Yi saw the sad faces of Wei Ziye and the others, and then looked at the pile of gold and silver paper like a hill, and couldn't help but wonder: "What happened, what do you want so much paper money for?"

Wei Ziye looked at Fu Yi and opened his mouth to speak, but he only let out a long sigh, and swallowed back when the words reached the noise eye.

Fu Yi looked at Du Er Zhenren again, and Du Er Zhenren was even more wrinkled, and directly put his head aside, but he didn't care about Fu Yi.

Fu Yi and his entourage suddenly felt an ominous premonition, the two of them were monks in the dignified Heavenly Immortal Realm, although they could not say that they turned their hands into clouds and covered their hands into rain in this land of Shenzhou, they were definitely big people who were coaxing a radius of thousands of miles wherever they stood, and it was not a trivial matter to make these two people so sad.

However, even if Wei Ziye and Du Er Zhenren didn't say anything, Fu Yi looked at the gold and silver paper money all over the ground and guessed that this matter must be related to the underworld and his party, and Li Lingfeng didn't know about the trip of the two of them to the underworld, looking at the gold and silver paper money all over the ground, he thought that someone had died, and hurriedly ran to Wei Ziye's side and said, "Master, what happened?"

Wei Ziye smiled bitterly, raised his head to look at the tall statue of Emperor Shennong, then looked at Li Lingfeng next to him, and then turned his head to see that Fu Yi and the others were all concerned, his heart couldn't help but warm, his eyes were also a little moist, and his vision gradually blurred.

Li Lingfeng and Wei Bing had never seen Wei Ziye look like this, even if there was a rebellion back then, and the Eight Kings led the army to force the palace, Wei Ziye was so calm and unhurried, and he didn't see a trace of panic, but at this time, he actually showed such a demeanor, which naturally made the two of them nervous.

"That's it...... That's it......" Wei Ziye let out a long sigh, and then said the underworld and his party.

The more Fu Yi listened, the more angry he became, and in the end, he directly smashed his fist on the stone pillar next to him, because his punch did not use true qi, it was completely caused by his flesh, although his flesh body was already strong enough, but how could the stone of the hall that had stood for thousands of years be mortal?

If it goes down with a punch, blood will be splashed directly, but Fu Yi can't feel a trace of pain, because he can't hold anything else in his heart now except anger.

Li Lingfeng is also a straight person, at this time, a pair of flesh fists are tightly clenched, his nails are pierced into the flesh, and blood keeps dripping to the ground along the fists, but he doesn't know it.

Wei Ziye looked at the appearance of the two, with mixed feelings in his heart, recalling that twenty years ago, when the Eight Kings forced the palace, he had to leave from Qingqiu Mountain, except for Wei Bing, there was only Long Xiaoyun, but fortunately, it was that time that he left, he came to Jiu'an City, and by chance took in Li Lingfeng, who was dying in the world.

And since then, his luck doesn't seem to be getting better, and in the past ten years, the soldiers and horses under his command have become stronger and stronger, and he has faintly become the biggest force in Qingqiu Mountain.

And what made him even more relieved was that he actually met a junior like Fu Yi!

Although this kid likes to do things impulsively, his mind is not too stupid, especially when fighting, he can always come up with some unexpected tricks, and his understanding seems to be extremely high, in the absence of a famous teacher, in just over ten years, he actually reached a half-step fairyland.

However, these are all trivial things for him at the moment, and what makes him happiest is that a few days ago, he got acquainted with the leader of the Xuanmen, the Master of Kunlun Sect Xuanqing, and was invited by him to be a guest of Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun Mountain!

Thinking of this, Wei Ziye was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly said to Du Erzhen: "I have thought of a way!"

When Du'er Zhenren heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "What way?"

Wei Ziye said excitedly: "Please ask Kunlun to teach Master Xuanqing to go out of the mountain, and you will definitely be able to repay the cause and effect of this Yama King!"

Who knows, after Du Er Zhenren heard Wei Ziye's idea, his face sank, and he said weakly: "Teacher Xuanqing has been seated three years ago, don't you know?"

Wei Ziye was stunned when he heard the news, but then shook his head and said, "Impossible, I met the Venerable Master a few days ago, how could it be that he sat down three years ago?"

Du Er Zhenren smiled bitterly and said: "Daoist friends, don't deceive Poor Dao, three years ago, Poor Dao was invited by Master Xiaoyue to personally go to Kunlun Mountain to participate in Teacher Xuanqing's ascension ceremony, how could Daoist friends see it a few days ago?"

This sentence made Wei Ziye have to think about it, seeing that the demeanor of the real person of Doom was not like a fraud on him, and this matter was related to the lives of the two people, it was impossible for the real person to joke, but a few days ago, the Venerable Master Xuanqing did fly with a sword from thousands of miles away to help him cut off the Dao Ji of the Holy Heavenly Ancestor, and the sword momentum was the spirit of the real Golden Immortal Realm, and the voice that spoke was still magnificent, there was no doubt that the Venerable Master Xuanqing himself.

It seems that this problem can only be explored by going to Kunlun in person, but for now, it is better to return these gold and silver paper money to the underworld, otherwise if you forget it today, it will definitely be a trouble.

However, they had not dealt with the underworld, and only after Du'er Zhenren and Zhang Tianyu looked through the ancient books separately did they know how to repay the money.

After that, they first pierced two straw men, one behind the grass man wrote the Nine Secluded Difu Bai Impermanence Xie Bi'an, and the other behind the straw man wrote the Nine Secluded Difu Black Impermanence Fan Wu Help, and then the two of them each forced out a drop of essence blood and dripped it on the straw man, and then they could burn paper money for it.

Originally, there was no distinction between day and night, so although it was the hour of the hour, there was nothing wrong with it.

The two of them burned about a fifth for the black and white impermanence, and the total should have been more than 200,000 taels, which is considered a thousand times the return, even if the two were dissatisfied with them for not letting them lead the way when they went out, having this money should be able to calm the grievances in their hearts.

Next, he burned paper for Yan Jun, but it stumped the two of them, because they didn't know the name of the contemporary Yama king, just now the judge said that this Yama king has only been on the throne for more than a hundred years, and there is no legend left in the world, unlike the two brothers with different surnames, black and white, who have been doing this soul-hooking errand for thousands of years, and have long been household names.

"I think I have to go to Black and White Impermanence for help with this. Wei Ziye thought for a while.

Du'er Zhenren smiled bitterly and said, "Do ......you want to go to the underworld?"

Wei Ziye let out a long sigh and said, "I don't want to go either, but there is no other way now." ”

"Hey......"

"By the way, don't we have incense, light it here?" Du Er Zhenren suddenly remembered that when Bai Wuchang left before, he left a pillar of incense, and when they came back, they could call the two brothers by lighting this incense, and when they came out, because of Judge Cui's words, they did not call out the two brothers, and this pillar of incense happened to be in Wei Ziye's hand at this time.

Wei Ziye hurriedly took out the pillar of long incense, and was about to put it on the fire, but hesitated: "It's the hour of the hour, why don't we wait until the night?"

Du'er Zhenren patted his head and shouted: "Look at my brain, wait for the night, wait for the night!"

So the crowd had nothing to do, so they sat cross-legged on the ground and began to refine qi, just waiting for the night to come!