Moo!

Ah Meng was alert and felt that something was wrong with Dao Mu's breath.

Ah Meng's call, along with Ah Meng's anxious mood, echoed in Dao Mu's mind, turning into an impassioned drum. The Taoist shepherd ghost sent the gods, followed the rhythm of the drum, and recited the corpse scripture.

"Whew...... Woo woo woo ...... "The fat male chef covered his mouth with one hand, and pointed to Dao Mu's black hole eyes with the other, frightened and trembling.

In the eyes of Dao Mushuang, the alley is a Huangquan Road, leading directly to the Nai River. There are countless ghosts and ghosts on the road, and there are even ghost officials dressed in black or white clothes.

The ghost officials have ghost whips made of thistle terrestris on their waists, holding mourning sticks, and their soul chains have connected the evil ghosts one by one.

"Phew!"

A fierce and vicious ghost, with a mouth cracked to the root of the ear and teeth like daggers, wielded a ghost whip and only took the path of the shepherd's neck. "Who is the monk, who is so bold that he dares to peep at Yin Si, Huangquan Road!"

Dao Mu only felt that it was a warm neck, and suddenly fell into a large piece of snowflake, cold and biting, and uncomfortable. Seeing that the ghost whip was about to be whipped on the neck, Dao Mu was not afraid of the tribulus terrestris on the ghost whip, and stretched out his right hand to firmly grasp the ghost whip.

"You know that life and death are separated, why do you expose the Huangquan Road under your jurisdiction to the sun, and bring disaster to innocent people in the past!"

Dao Mu's momentum is not inferior to that of ghosts, and he grabs the ghost whip with his bare hands, as if he has been cut by more than a dozen ice spikes, not only stinging, but also painful. Where the flesh and blood were blurred, there was frost around the wound, and the blood still flowed, and there was a rich sweet fragrance.

"Saint?!" the ghost smelled the smell and swallowed.

The blood on Dao Mu's hand emitted a dazzling light. Like a blazing sun, the fragrance is tempting, but the light is scorching.

"I implore the immortals to calm down Haoran's anger! The holy blood must not appear in the Yin Division, and the holy light must not shine for too long! Otherwise, the Huangquan Road of humility will never exist!"

The age of the Dao Mu soul is only twenty-five, the blood is fragrant like a lotus, and the light is better than the sun, if it is not for the reincarnation of the great sage and the great sage, I am afraid that it will not be possible.

It can be guessed that Dao Mu's previous life was either an ancient saint immortal or an ancient Buddha. can't be provoked, he's a little ghost, he can't be provoked.

"Huangquan Road, the manifestation of the mortal world, the deity has heard a lot of legends. However, most of them are borrowed by Yin soldiers, and they are all done as a last resort. Why are you doing that?"

Dao Mu let go of the ghost whip, and his voice was like thunder in the sky, shaking Huangquan Road. The ghosts prostrate on the ground, chattering, praying, begging for mercy, or asking for help.

When the ghost heard this, he cried out two lines of black blood and tears, just like volcanic lava. He bluntly said that he was about to expose his original form, and he was about to be corroded to death by the mortal yang energy.

It turned out that more than 100 years ago, a sudden decree came from the underworld, announcing that the city of Qixian would suffer a catastrophe, and millions of people would die.

Hereby, let the ghosts float up this Huangquan Road, so as to quickly connect the two worlds of yin and yang, so that the Yin soldiers can borrow the way to prevent the dead souls from staying in the world for too long and causing disaster to the world.

Yin soldiers borrowed the way, in the eyes of the mortal world, it is a ghost and mysterious legend, which is not enough to be taken seriously. In the eyes of the ghosts, it is like the chatter and boasting of mortal beings after tea and dinner, which is commonplace.

Who knew that someone had a glimpse of the opportunity and resolved the catastrophe of the Immortal City, and in the end, only a few thousand people died in the turmoil.

In general, in the book of yin and yang of the underworld, there is its own cause and effect. The ghosts thought it was wrong, but there was a decree from the underworld asking them to investigate the matter thoroughly. If the truth cannot be found, this floating Huangquan Road will never be able to sink.

So while the ghosts were tortured by yang energy, they stepped up their investigation of the causes and consequences. Although this person's cultivation is extremely strong, he can't hide from the eyes of heaven and earth after all. Wherever you go, you will inevitably leave some clues.

They found Muxing Mountain, and then found Muxing Town. In the end, he locked on the body of a human monk, this person was named Mu Cang, who looked very gentle and kind, and had a scholarly and Confucian spirit. But he was so arrogant that he dared to call himself the Son of Heaven.

After investigation, it was this Tianzi Mucang who got a glimpse of the heavenly opportunity. Later, at the cost of a hundred years of longevity, a large array was set up to deceive the heavens and the earth, and the culprit was intercepted. Forcibly turn the tide and reduce the number of dead people to thousands.

By the time the matter was reported to the prefecture, nearly forty years had passed. The underworld is still angry, and the Son of Heaven is a mortal, but he is a great immortal Buddha's way against the sky.

You must know that millions of people who should have died have been left in the world, and they have to rearrange their longevity. As a result, the decree of the underworld fell again, and a catastrophe descended, turning into a ubiquitous air plague and harvesting the lives of mortals.

This time it was not just millions of people, but tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, of lives that swept across the entire Immortal Fiefdom.

The catastrophe has attracted countless shepherds, but no one has come close to the source of the disaster.

Mu Cang, together with two other women and one man, relied on an immortal book until the source of the disaster was in the middle. The four of them each sacrificed a Jiazi Shouyuan, urged the immortal book, and sealed the source of the disaster into the immortal book.

Since then, millions of people have died in the fiefdom of Qixian, filling the previous vacancy, and the underworld will be over.

The ghosts are diligent in detaining the souls, thinking that as long as these millions of people, the ghosts that died suddenly are dredged. It will be able to pass through the Yellow Spring and return to the underworld to replenish the Yin Qi.

It backfired, and somehow Huangquan Road couldn't sink, which frightened the ghosts, and they hurriedly reported to the underworld.

Like a thirsty man in the desert, he has been looking forward to a solar year. There was another decree from the underworld, and only the true owner of that immortal book could cast a spell to make their Huangquan Road sink.

Speaking of this, the ghosts wept bitterly one by one, they had not been able to enter the Yellow Spring and reach the underworld for more than 60 years.

The owner of the immortal book has a big background, and they only know each other's names and appearances. But such a simple piece of information can't be passed on, not even their own bosses, so they have to report their whereabouts directly to Hades.

The ghosts are looking all over the world, and some of the ghosts are around this heaven and waiting for the rabbit. I saw it a few times in a row, and the next moment it was gone. The Son of Heaven and Mu Cang settled in Qixian City, and they could only move Huangquan Road to Qixian City.

But in the following decades, I couldn't see it a few times. Even if they see it, before they have time to speak, the other party has already disappeared. It seems that they are particularly disgusted with their ghosts, and they deliberately can't get along with them, so that they are killed by the yang energy.

Twenty-six years ago, the fiefdom of the immortals was robbed again, and an immortal who died against the sky was resentful and depressed, wanting to turn into a catastrophe and wreak havoc on the world.

This time, not only did the human beings die a lot, but all life was destroyed wherever the plague passed, the living bodies turned into a long yellow sand, and the souls were devoured by the plague.

This is still the situation that the disaster body is still combined with the disaster soul, but fortunately, the Son of Heaven Mu Cang made another move, and he relied on the immortal book to lose 800 years of life as the price, so he strongly suppressed the misfortune and used his blood to seal the monument to purify the grievances of the disaster soul in the lake.

After Mu Cang, the Son of Heaven, returned to the Immortal City, he relied on the immortal book to do something bold again. Completely set Huangquan Road here, so as to threaten the underworld, to make a deal with the underworld.

If you want to say this, it will be a fantasy, and it will make the gods and Buddhas laugh off their big teeth. A mortal monk dared to negotiate with the underworld. However, the Son of Heaven succeeded, and Huangquan Road was firmly fixed here.

The ghosts rebounded strongly, and the bull head and horse came out to suppress it. Every once in a while, the cow head and horse noodles come to bring them a meal to replenish the yin. Every time he left, he didn't forget to tell them to remember and trace the whereabouts of the true owner of the fairy book.

Eleven years ago, the family of the Son of Heaven Mucang was suddenly robbed, and the death was extremely tragic. The underworld sent a decree, and even sent busy bulls and horses to the ghosts to support them, and only one asked the souls of all the dead in the pasture's mansion, and none of them should be missing.

However, the supernatural and paradoxical things happened to the ghosts. The dead souls of the Son of Heaven Mu Cang and Mu Qing and his wife disappeared as if they had disappeared.

The prefecture immediately dispatched more than 100,000 troops to search for the son of heaven Mu Cang and Mu Qing and his wife, but in the end they failed to find their dead souls.

Recently, the underworld issued a decree to let the ghosts travel day and night to clean up the lonely ghosts of Altair and dredge Huangquan Road.

They guessed that it was only Altair, and that there would be a great calamity. Until they saw the saint appear, they just fell into their conjecture.

In the sad and miserable troubled times, ethics are reversed together with the universe!

Only the saints come out and sacrifice themselves to correct the heavens!

Before the ghost finished speaking, at the end of Huangquan Road, a huge black shadow walked out. They stood up to the sky, their bodies went straight into the sky, and when they looked up, they were bulls and horses.

They roared at Huangquan Road, shaking Daomu's ears, like a knife cutting, humming endlessly. Two pairs of eyes as huge as a lake, the hellfire burned and burned, and the fire was brilliant and dazzling, like staring at the noon sun with wide eyes.

Where the fire shines, Huangquan Road shines like gold, and the flowers on the other side of the road are glamorous and bloody, swaying in the wind with the breath exhaled by the seven holes of the bull's head and horse's face.

"Just a ghost and a small official, dare to talk about Yin Si!" The sound was shocking and thunderous, like a volcanic eruption, rumbling.

Crackling, crackling, in the firelight, whether it is a ghost or a detained ghost, the skin is scorched by the light of hellfire, the wound is charred, and smoke rises.

"Boss spare your life!"

"Ahhh......h

Some of the most vicious ghosts could not withstand the judgment of hellfire and turned into ashes. The yin wind will sweep the fly ash into the sea of flowers on the other side and become the nutrients for the flowers on the other side.

The ghosts have a lot of backbone, and their five bodies are crawling on the ground, trembling, not daring to speak, let alone begging for mercy.

"Yin Si is doing things, the Taoist priest in the world has to intervene!" Ma Mian glared angrily, the first time in his life that Dao Mu felt such a strong pain in his eyes, his eyes were incandescent and there was nothing.

"Ghosts send little officials, most of them were fierce and vicious in life! Just listen to his words, and don't believe them. And don't tell the legends of others, for there are some secrets of the underworld. When the living hear it, they will cut the longevity of Fu Lu at the least, and die at the worst!"

"You are a saint, I hope you remember, don't make mistakes!"

"Remember!

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