"Meet the immortals! Before the clouds descended to the city gate, a high-level Yin Division hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects, such messengers from the Dao Court, even if their strength was pitiful, but their identity and status were placed in the Yin Division, they were all immortals, and they were all objects that these Yin Division high-level leaders needed to look up to.

This is inevitable, these envoys are all appointed by Qinglong Tianzun, in other words, that is, the Qin Messenger of the Dao Court, who is a senior official.

"Excuse me, the poor road came to attract the immortals, but the adults have worked hard. ”

A person walked down from the golden cloud, wearing a Xuanhuang robe, with some similarity to Yang Chenyu between his eyebrows, but this person was Yang Zitao.

Because the spirits were too ugly and not very suitable for leaving the Dao Court, Yang Chenyu had no choice but to extract capable disciples from the Qinglong Dao vein and use them as messengers.

There are one, second, and three generations of inner disciples, which can be regarded as a rare experience.

"The immortals are polite, we are deeply favored by Tianzun, and we are able to take charge of the Yin Division, and there is nothing to repay, except for the liver and brain. ”

Seeing that Yang Zitao was young but between his words, he had a lot of respect for himself, the high-level Yin Division, and the judges couldn't help but smile on their faces and be humble.

After a few words between the two sides, the judges invited the envoy of the Dao Court to the banquet.

This kind of human exchange is also normal, even Yin Si is inevitable, Yang Zitao then nodded in agreement.

The banquet was not held in the official office, and with the judges' order, those ghosts immediately set up tables and stools outside the city gate, and wisps of yin qi floated across the table, and in an instant, sumptuous dishes appeared on the table.

A judge hurriedly invited Yang Zitao to take a seat: "Immortal, this is a dish made by the Yin Dining Grass that grows in the gap between the Yin and Yang worlds, and it can be eaten by living people and ghosts. Please also go to the immortal tasting. ”

Yang Zitao made the first seat, followed by the judges lined up, and none of the bulls and horses were served, but those immortals also mixed up a seat.

Yang Zitao saw the dishes in the underworld for the first time, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, and then stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of back pot meat. Put it in your mouth and taste it carefully.

After the pot meat was imported this time, Yang Zitao couldn't taste that this pot meat was made of the yin herb, which was completely no different from the pot meat fried by his mother in the yang world.

It's just that when it enters the throat, it turns into a cool breath and goes down, and the soul feels a little moisturized.

"This makes the messenger feel a little magical. What is that yin grass, judge, can you take a look?"

Yang Zitao was really stunned by this pot of meat, and then took several dishes to eat, all of which were not much different from the fried by his mother in his memory.

Listening to the fairy's command, a judge took out something from his sleeve. Yang Zitao looked at it, it was just a small grass, and whatever dish came to his mind, it changed into that kind of dish, which was amazing.

Another judge smiled and introduced: "Shangxian, this thing is the corresponding memory, if it is a delicacy that has been eaten, you can feel the taste." If you haven't eaten it, it's like chewing dry wax. This thing can strengthen the soul. The living can't fill their stomachs, they just taste it. ”

Yang Zitao tried it, and sure enough, some foods that he had never heard of and eaten changed, and after one bite, there was no taste at all. It's really like chewing white wax, and I can't help but sigh that this thing is wonderful.

After thirty years of drinking, Yang Zitao stood up, and when he saw Shangxian standing up, the rest of the Yin Division high-level officials also stood up.

Yang Zitao smiled: "Thank you for your kindness. The envoy has official duties, and he can't stay for a long time, so don't do it!"

When the words fell, Yang Zitao waved his hand, but he summoned the more than ten ghosts beside him, and after checking them one by one, golden clouds appeared under his feet, and flew towards the sky with the ghosts.

After a few breaths, the golden clouds disappeared, but they left the underworld and appeared high in the yang world.

Before leaving the underworld, Yang Zitao sacrificed a spiritual bell, and the golden light brushed down, but protected those ghosts inside.

Therefore, when it appeared in the high sky of the Yang World, even during the day, when the sun true essence fell, it was bounced away by the golden light, and it couldn't hurt those ghosts at all.

Looking at the ground below, those ghosts were in tears, originally thought that they would never see the scenery of the Yangshi again, but they didn't expect to see it again not long after, and it was not strange to be in tears.

The golden clouds soared into the sky and disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

The ghosts felt the novelty, and with the golden clouds, they came to an endless mist.

Is this heavenly? The ghosts were curious, but they didn't dare to say anything.

I saw that the immortal took out a portrait at this time, on which was painted a lifelike Taoist priest, surrounded by three green qi, the immortal bowed to the portrait three times, and said, "Please Tianzun!"

As the words fell, a blue light emanated from the portrait, enveloping the golden clouds, and then parting the chaotic qi and flying towards the Dao Court.

Seeing the curious eyes of the ghosts, Yang Zitao immediately smiled and said: "This is the chaotic qi, extremely heavy, crushing everything, nothing is broken. ”

After saying these words, Yang Zitao took out an empty medicine bottle and threw it into the chaos.

The ghosts saw the empty medicine bottle flying into the so-called chaotic qi, and in the blink of an eye, they were crushed by the seemingly harmless mist, and in an instant, the kung fu dissipated without a trace.

Seeing this, the ghosts were so frightened that they all stuck out their tongues, and sure enough, the immortals did not deceive themselves.

Yang Zitao popularized this knowledge to them because he was worried that they would not know the severity, and if any ghost was curious and ran out and reached out to touch the mist, wouldn't his mission on this trip fail.

Wrapped in blue light, separating the chaos.

In the distance, a piece of land wrapped in black and white appeared in the eyes of the ghosts, and it was surrounded by green trees, flowers, and various pavilions.

From a distance, it looks like a fairy mansion.

Finally, the golden clouds fell on the land, the blue light dispersed, and Yang Zitao put away the portrait, and the three green qi in it were only slightly weakened.

If it only emits green light, the green energy will not be directly consumed, but can be used several more times.

Yang Zitao walked forward with this group of ghosts, and introduced these ghosts as he walked.

"This is Lin Yun Pavilion, this is Tenglong Pavilion, and this is Taihua Lake. ”

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them, the ghosts were excited, would they want to live in such a fairyland in the future?

At this time, with the continuous expansion of the land, Yang Chenyu has transferred two stars to shine on this land.

Therefore, the power of starlight in the Dao Court, the further you go inside, the more intense it becomes.

The ghosts felt the power of the cold starlight, but there was a warmth in their bodies, and even the souls involuntarily became stronger. (To be continued.) )