Chapter Seventy-Two: The Divine Mansion Takes Shape

Buzzing, as soon as the words fell, the entire palace shook and shook endlessly, Xu Jin bore the brunt, but the mortal body, how to withstand it, the blood and qi surged on the spot, his face was blue and red, and his internal organs were like being hit hard.

"Humph!"

Childe got up, flicked his sleeves, and in an instant the palace was stable as usual, and stopped.

Kown, knot, knot.

A steady sound of footsteps sounded, and as far as Xu Jin saw in front of him, a team of more than a dozen guards in armor entered the hall and stood on both sides, with killing intent enveloping the scene.

"You don't have to worry, you can report this news, and your heart is also to my Qin Palace, in this case, I will instruct you to find a few people......"

Speaking of this, an armored general hung a long sword at his waist, suddenly stepped forward, leaned over and said a few words to the son.

Hearing this, Childe nodded slightly, and glanced at Xu Jin again.

Xu Jin didn't know what was going on, but looking at the situation in the field, plus what he saw along the way, he knew that the power of this Qin Palace was not only extraordinary, but I was afraid that the human passage of the old city of Chang'an was only afraid that there were many people who had an affair with it, otherwise how could such a magnificent palace be set up in this suburb, but it was never known to the outside world.

was anxious, the son suddenly smiled, and in an instant, the court was like a spring breeze, and Xu Jin actually had the idea of wanting to die for the noble son in front of him.

Xu Jin was surprised by his thoughts, and the fear in his heart increased, but he heard Gongzi say: "Since your heart is for the Qin Palace, I don't treat you well, so as not to spread the word and cause criticism, saying that my Qin Palace does not distinguish between right and wrong." ”

"In this way, you will go to find these people, and first test them with the power of the human world to see where the so-called Yin God came from?"

A book Jane flew lightly, swept to the front, and floated in front of Xu Jin, Xu Jin did not dare to hesitate, his heart was happy, he was busy with a low posture, and held it with both hands.

"Go down. ”

Without waiting for Xu Jin to say something, a vigorous force came, and the previous weightless trance feeling came to his heart again, Xu Jin had already prepared, forcibly held back, and saw in a moment, the heavens and the earth were spinning, and he was standing in front of the palace, and his side was still the guard who was wearing armor and guarding the palace gate.

Turning around and leaving the palace, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Xu Jin started the car and drove out of this magnificent film and television city.

When he was far away from here, Xu Jin looked back, the film and television city was faintly in sight, he was busy taking out the book, only to see that the book was an antique ink-scented bamboo slip, threaded with hemp rope, he opened it, only to see a name written on each bamboo branch on it, read it for a while, and then put it in the passenger seat.

"Damn, I'm writing ancient texts again, bullying Lao Tzu for not reading much! What era is it, it's not okay to send a WeChat, it's not a whole thing. ”

After scolding, he shrunk his neck again, looked at the back, and saw that there was no movement, so he left.

In the Qin Palace, the pair of armor soldiers stood on the spot, and the general who was talking to the prince at the head stood sideways with his sword, and he was slaughtered.

There was a soft knock on the wooden door, and a white-haired old man, dressed in sackcloth, leaned slightly and walked in sideways.

"Teacher!" Childe turned sideways, raised his hands, left hand in front, right hand horizontally, and performed an ancient salute.

"Your Highness. ”

The old man returned the salute in the same way, then walked to the head of the son, and knelt in front of a desk.

"What does the teacher think?"

"It's just a businessman in the world who is greedy for wealth and nobility, and His Royal Highness has handled it very well. ”

Childe smiled and said, "Teacher, you know that this is not what I asked. ”

The old man's cloudy eyes narrowed, and he also smiled: "What does Your Highness think?"

Gongzi knew the meaning of the school examination in his words, and muttered, "Then Xu Jin is just going to test it on the surface, as for Yin Si Chenghuang, I plan to let Qin Cuo lead a team of forbidden troops to inspect." ”

The old man glanced at him, the general was tall, and he had a majestic aura of slaughter among the ranks.

"Qin Cuo, how many years have you been in the Qin Palace?" the old man looked at him and asked.

Qin Cuo's armor was sonorous, and he bowed down and said, "Mr. Hui, the mistake has been in the Qin Palace for four hundred years. ”

"Good. The old man nodded and said, "You have been practicing for four hundred years, the Qin Palace is in the royal city of Chang'an, and you are no worse than those Yuanshen monks in the world." ”

"Your Highness Xie and Mr. Xie took it in. Qin Cuo didn't say much, and after saying this, he stopped and stood up.

The old man turned his gaze, suddenly sighed, and said: "Your Highness, the heaven and earth are recovering, the Dao Gate is reappearing, and the Yin God has reappeared. ”

Childe's face was solemn, he bowed and saluted, and said, "What the teacher said is very true, Ying Su remembers it in his heart. ”

"As for the Dao Gate, Your Highness don't bother with it for now, get down to business first, it's been more than seven hundred years since I left the Shenxiao Sect. ”

The old man's eyes were gloomy, and he sighed in his heart.

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Zhang Yu, who was guarded by the people of the Qin Palace and the monks in the Daomen, was standing in the Divine Mansion with a smile on his face at the moment.

Now he has become a seven-grade god, patrolling the city, there is no simple "ghost" in the title, the yin official represents Zhang Yu's current official position, and the patrol of the city is to expand the scope of his divine power, and it can cover a city.

Of course, ancient cities are not like modern times, with millions of people at every turn, and in the past, the royal capital of a country was only this population.

His divine power is condensed, the Divine Mansion is already quite large-scale, and the Ghost Gate Pass is a passage of its own, and his divine power is not enough to maintain it at all times, so he can only borrow the power of the Book of Life and Death and the Heavenly Dao.

In the house, a majestic hall imitates the ancients, has been condensed and formed, the hall is just above a high platform, a high seat on the platform, is a city of yin officials seat.

On both sides stood Luo Mingya and Luo Dazhong, this is the black and white impermanence of the Yin Division between the officials and the underworld, responsible for connecting the soul and the deceased, but the appearance of these two people is not ugly, but they are holding impermanence magic weapons, which look like feather dusters, which are quite unmatched.

Luo Mingya no longer has the ghostly aura of the past, she has been supported by relics for many years, and has been taught by Zhang Yu's priesthood, recognized by heaven, and has a majestic canopy, which is implicit but not exposed, and it is a bit fierce.

At this moment, this Bai Wuchang looked shallowly, looking at Zhang Yu on the high platform, with an indescribable and unclear meaning, the black Wuchang on the side pouted, and seemed to have a toothache.

Under the high platform, the thick and gorgeous tables of several dragons stand, carved with strange beasts, majestic, and depicted the hellish underworld, the evil ghosts are tortured, and the horror is unspeakable.

The yin qi on the surface floats upward, filling the space, with a bit of ethereal meaning.

The book of life and death turned into a huge roulette, floating in the void, occupying half of the space in the Divine Mansion, and a portrait flashed on it from time to time, showing a famous deed, seeing this, Chen Erniu next to him hurriedly took out the ghost order and wrote it down, he did not have many sins, Zhang Yu remembered his anti-water credit, and he collected it as a nine-grade ghost pawn.

Chen Erniu was full of seriousness, constantly recording the appearance and fame on the roulette wheel of life and death, and suddenly called a yin ghost and said something, the yin ghost couldn't help nodding and turned to leave.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Chen Zhi, who was dressed in red clothes and red robes, was full of coercion, pulled the chains, and brought out a series of more than a dozen little ghosts behind him, staggering and walking up to the main hall.

Chen Erniu looked at the group of little ghosts with bleak eyebrows, and guessed that he had suffered a lot of losses under Chen Zhi's hands, and thought about the means of eliminating the demon heavenly masters, so he turned around and stopped looking.

"Lord Yu, all the yin ghosts who are on the run this month have been captured!" Chen Zhi said to Zhang Yu on the high platform with a solemn gaze and a sonorous tone.