Countless undead were climbing up the ninety-nine steps, and the scale of such an unprecedented gathering was something that Yang had never seen, and even in the human world, he had never seen such a dense pilgrimage procession. It is not an exaggeration to say that www.biquge.info pilgrimage is made, there is no dialogue between the silent spirits, and they are dazed but persistent towards the temple.

But with every step I took, I felt a wave of heat pouring from the soles of my feet into the entire body. The more he marched upwards, the more he felt a burning pain baking his Dharma Body. In a trance, he felt that his Dharma Body was about to melt in an instant. Following the example of a dog on the animal map, the penis sticks out its tongue with its mouth open in the hope of taking away some heat.

But the one who made the yang the most popular was the nobleman - Yuesheng. The boy did not feel tired or tired at all, and walked up like the wind, and even pulled them a long way.

"Haha-" Yin Chuan Youdao seemed to be unable to stand the unsteady breath and gasped, pulling the sleeve of the yang pith and asking weakly, "Does that work?" and pointed to the yang piano's tongue.

Yang Pi was speechless and nodded blankly.

When the Yang Marrow's team finally stepped onto the top platform, they finally collapsed to the ground due to the weakness of the Dharma Body. The black building that unfolded in front of them easily took away their sight, and at that moment, the sight of all the dead and the consciousness of their souls were attracted by the majestic and solemn building. That is the temple known to all the souls of the underworld, the Hall of Vientiane Yama.

Even in the human world, the epics of the ancient oriental nations have been circulating ancient legends about the Yama Temple, until this Yama Temple appeared in front of the Yang Pulp, and he trembled in his unconscious state, "The legend is true, it is true, it really exists, and the Yama Temple is true." ”

Vientiane Yama Palace, the majestic rectangular building towers over the commanding heights of the six underworld mountains. 128 pillars of various shapes support the hollow dome and carve the preface to the book of life and death that dominates the entire underworld. The appearance of each goddess pillar is different and the posture is myriad, there are open-chested breast-like and flower-held screen-shaped, there are more powerful female warriors holding long-haired women, female archers wearing armor, and beautiful priestesses combing their hair, but all of them are radiant women. The Vientiane Yama Hall has only one main hall supported by a goddess pillar, and there are no walls to block it, so the light from the countless heavenly lamps in the main hall will illuminate the entire underworld.

The floor tiles of the integrated black building are carved with dense ghost rune scriptures, and the ghost rune scriptures are also alive and constantly changing. On the huge cubic pedestal below the goddess pillar is a relief of the intersection of ghost runes and various scenes of the human world, which is delicate and real to make people smack.

Yang Marrow walked at the front, leading his team into the majestic Yama Temple. However, the internal viewing is another visual and spiritual impact, the dome supported by the goddess pillar is actually floating slightly, more like a cloth floating by the wind, but from the outside, it is a hard cubic building. In his opinion, this architectural style of rigidity on the outside and softness on the inside, one rigidity and one softness is completely inconsistent with the principles of human mechanical architecture, but it can see a little bit of the flavor of human oriental philosophy.

The hall was already filled with countless spirits, all of whom sat on their knees on the floor, waiting for the sacred ritual to begin.

"Let's go to the front! it's a bit far from here!" Yang Mian waited early, and he couldn't wait to walk forward. Of course, the purpose was not simple, because he wanted to see what the legendary Yama King was like. Is it true that the king of the Hellland in Eastern mythology is as ugly as the deadly Oriental painter painted him, and the soul trembles with fear at the sight of him, and then confides in the truth?

In the center of the main hall is a small platform with ten steps that looks like a hill that rises abruptly in the middle of the main hall. Above the platform is the seat of His Majesty King Yama.

Yang Pi and the others finally sat down on the ground of a square piece of tiles that were close to the ten steps of the stairs. Surrounded by other teams of undead sitting on the same ground, seemingly in the unit of each supervisor's team. The biggest difference between this public place in the underworld and the human world is the silence, which is maddeningly quiet. All souls are waiting for the verdict of life and death as if in silence.

Yin Chuan Youdao noticed that Yang Essence's gaze was attracted by the throne, so he quietly sat down beside Yang Pulp and explained, "That throne is said to be polished from the skull of the Huashi Entity Demon Race, and the inside of the bone is infused with the Great Yuan God of the Demon Race without a physical entity as an offering. This is a symbol of immortality in the underworld, but it is a bit hypocritical!"

"It's really hypocritical! Isn't the underworld afraid that those imprisoned souls will come out and harm the world?"

Youdao shook his head and said, "One of the functions of this Vientiane Yama Hall is to suppress, suppress all demons and monsters. The material used to build this Yama temple is a special ore rock - stone fetal ore. ”

"Stone Fetal Mine!" Yang said in shock, the nature of the sound attracted the contemptuous gaze of countless undead.

"Yang marrow, don't you feel ashamed to be quiet? Don't you know that you don't know that there is a king of Yama in the underworld. Fallow taught.

Yang Ji suppressed his voice, lowered his voice as much as he could, and slowly spoke, "Of course I know about the stone fetus mine, but I know it in the human world, not in the underworld. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you kid, how can there be a stone fetus in the world? Fallow said disdainfully, he clearly didn't believe in the nonsense of the impotence.

"Phew, you know what a! How many years have you all been dead, Lao Tzu is a human being in the new century. The stone fetal ore was discovered only after the second mass extinction era of human beings, and it is a rare mineral called "universal ore", and the name of "stone fetal ore" is also a matter of entering the third mass extinction era of human beings. The ore is all the treasure of mankind, but I have never seen it in its form. If this entire Yama Hall is built with stone fetal mines, then if you chisel it down and sell it to the world, Lao Tzu will make a fortune!" Yang Pulp couldn't help but laugh.

"You kid be honest, don't have any crooked ideas, if there is a stone fetus mine in the world, you will talk nonsense!" Although Falow scolded and didn't believe it, he believed in the words of the yang marrow in his consciousness, but he didn't want this kid to have any outrageous actions under his thoughts.

Just as they were talking in a whisper, suddenly a loud and distant male voice sounded, and the sound of "Quiet ......" resounded throughout the entire hall in an instant, and all the undead involuntarily quieted down and sat upright facing the throne. For a while, the yang marrow also became nervous, and the ghost team members all gathered on the side of the main hall to stand. The female spirits of the undead, holding flasks, dressed in ornate clothes similar to those worn by Tsukimori, wore veils on their faces, and traveled around the corners like ghosts, lighting up giant sky lanterns.

In an instant, the main hall flickered in a dazzling light, and the canopy outside the hall was slowly descended, and the chaotic darkness rendered the entire space black like ink. Only this Vientiane Yama Hall shines like a guiding light in the darkness, and it is also the destination of the soul's free pursuit.

"Click...... Click...... Click......" A rhythmic footstep suddenly approached the main hall, regularly tapping the consciousness of each soul, and each sound seemed to be trampled on the soul, numb and painful and very refreshing.

Little by little, the eyes of all the undead shifted to the source of the footsteps, and the bionic gasps stopped, and the eyes of the undead invariably looked in one direction, and the owner of the footsteps was unhurriedly heading towards the throne.

Yang Pi has never seen this kind of mighty soup formation. Countless female undead dressed in mopping white robes and towering buns, holding long poles and white flags walking in the forefront, you can clearly see that they are all barefoot, and around them are slowly floating streamers of white ghost runes, their faces are also covered by veils, and the light of hope flashes in their eyes are not smiling.

Yang Marrow didn't expect that this underworld would still pay attention to these noble honor guards and pomp, which is clearly the behavior of human beings. But it is ridiculous to say that he wants to abandon the seven emotions and six desires of human beings.

His gaze fell back to the undead surrounded by the female undead, and Yang Pi immediately concluded that it was the King of Yama. It's just that it's still far away, and the yang marrow hopes that when the king of Yama approaches the throne, he will find out.

The marching procession was very slow, and every step seemed to have to stop, and the yang marrow felt that it was almost a few hours away, and just a few steps were just pretending, and this undead spirit was still playing with him, which was simply the emperor's new costume to deceive himself.

And when the procession was halfway there, the oni team members joined in escorting His Majesty the supreme king of Yama to the throne.

And when the supreme king finally sat on the throne, all the undead, including the yang marrow, couldn't help but focus their eyes on the king of the underworld.

The king was tall and strong, and sat on his throne and looked at everything. With his legs folded, one hand resting on the armrest of the throne and the other gently resting his cheek!

Yang Pi was finally able to watch the Yama King up close, and the strong visual impact almost made him roar. Because the appearance of the king of Yama was by no means an old man like Fernans or some ugly monster as he imagined, but an extremely handsome young man, about twenty years old according to the age of mankind, but the aura revealed from the king's body was as calm and solid as this unchanging mountain of the earth for ten thousand years.

However, in the eyes of the sound of Youdao, there was a different image, the short hair with a crown of fine willow gems shining brightly, and the deep pupils were actually red pupils with red light. The three-dimensional carving of facial features is like the posture of Apollo, the most perfect male god in the West. He wears an all-black double-breasted coat with a slight leathery texture, a black cape behind him, and boots with a ghost rune on his feet. The silver chains around his waist swirled in circles, but the king had no other weapons with him. His appearance was a perfect masterpiece of God, thought the sound of the word.

She was fascinated by the fact that she was a woman after all, and that she would be fascinated by a perfect man who was so much better than anyone else that her soul seemed to be fascinated by the king.

Yang marrow felt that he suddenly had an inexplicable desire to worship this king's five bodies. And the aura emanating from the king's body seemed to have spread to all the souls in the Yama Palace.

Just as all the souls of the dead were falling into the vortex of obsessive worship, Simon, who was standing under the throne, walked step by step to the left of the throne where the king was, and respectfully and reverently asked for something.

"Let's get started!" The low, magnetic voice with bewitching magic was lazy and sexy, beautiful like the most beautiful natural sound, but loud and high-pitched, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire Yama Temple, shattering all the dreams of the undead.