A feeling of 'blessing to the soul' swept over his soul consciousness.

Not only did he not resist this feeling, but he followed it, leaving his soul in a state of half-confusion and half-consciousness.

The power of the soul.

Boost in bit by bit.

With this process, Xuanqing felt an inexplicable pulling force coming from the ground under his feet, as if he was going to pull his soul down.

Sunk.

The spirit sank into the ground and dived deeper.

Deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper.

A feeling of dizziness hits.

....

Wake up again.

Xuanqing had already come to a strange space.

Cold, lonely, extremely cloudy!

These words are not enough to describe this place, the colors of the whole world have disappeared, and only the gray and gray that makes people desperate and silent.

Just as he surveyed his surroundings.

Suddenly.

A mighty voice rang out.

"Hahaha~haha"

"Originally, the god was still puzzled, why auspicious rui suddenly fell in the main hall, it turned out to be the arrival of the Xuanqing Daoist!"

I saw a man nine feet tall, wearing a heavenly official hat, a blood-red cloak, a long beard, and an elegant atmosphere.

City God?

Xuanqing was stunned at first, and after reacting, he bowed slightly and saluted, "Poor Dao Xuanqing, I've seen Lord Chenghuang!" ”

According to the rank, the City God belongs to the seventh-rank Yin God, which is a little bigger than him, the nineth-rank immortal official.

"Daoist friends don't have to be polite, compared to Daoist friends, they are still wondering in their hearts, why did they appear in this netherworld inexplicably, right?" The god said with a smile.

Xuan Qing bowed slightly.

Truly.

He cultivated well in his temple, and this inexplicably came to the netherworld.

"In this state of the Taoist friends, I guess that it should be a night tour of the divine soul, and enter a state of epiphany, and unconsciously follow the yin qi into this netherworld."

"It's a good chance, Taoist friends are really blessed!" Chenghuang stroked his beard and said, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

Hear the words.

Xuan Qing asked curiously: "How do you say this, why is it a chance that the poor Dao entered the Netherworld in a state of divine soul?" ”

"Hahaha, don't worry." The god of the city god smiled heartily, and then pointed around, "This place is extremely desolate, but it is not a place to speak, why don't you go to the city god hall with this god, and then talk about it in detail?" ”

Truly.

Xuan Qing looked around, except for the bare gray stones, there was an endless wilderness, and it was indeed not a place to talk.

"Then the poor way is respectful, it is better to obey the fate!"

"It's easy to say, I want to use the Nie Fa, and don't resist."

said.

The god held the red cloak in his right hand and swung it twice.

The next moment.

Xuan Qing felt a traction, enveloping his divine soul, and the words of the City God sounded, and he did not resist.

Vaguely.

He saw that there seemed to be a hole in the mantle of the god of the city, and there were traces of stitching with needles and threads.

However, before I could see it clearly, another wave of dizziness struck.

Once again, the scene in front of us has changed.

Not far away.

A dark city towers, and at the gate of the city, there is a stone tablet about two meters high, on which three words are engraved.

Bright City!

"Bright City?"

When Xuanqing saw the words on the stone tablet, he had a familiar feeling, as if he had heard it somewhere.

The city god on the side seemed to see Xuanqing's doubts, and immediately explained: "This place is the back of the netherworld of Minglang Town in the world. ”

"By the way, today's world should not be called Minglang City, but Black Wind Town!"

As soon as these words came out.

Xuanqing suddenly realized.

No wonder he felt a little familiar when he heard this 'Bright City'.

I remember that when I died in the Five Elements Mountain, I chose to return to the city and resurrect myself, and I appeared in Black Wind Town.

At that time, he stopped an old man and asked for the name of the place, and the old man said, 'It was originally Minglang Town, but later it was renamed Black Wind Town.' ’

"Let's go, let's go into the city."

"Good!"

Xuanqing nodded.

...

Enter the bright city of the underworld.

The scene in the city, after people saw it, was shocked.

Look around.

The streets were empty, not a single ghost could be seen, and even the houses on both sides of the street were gray and radiated.

Walked for a while.

Finally.

In front of a large hall, there is a plaque that reads 'City God's Mansion'.

What's more, at the gate of this City God's Mansion, I finally looked at two soldiers in armor.

"My subordinates have seen Master Chenghuang and seen Xuanqing Shangxian!"

The two soldiers at the gate of the City God Mansion, after seeing the figures of the City God and Xuan Qing, immediately knelt down on one knee and shouted respectfully.

"No courtesy."

The god of the city god waved his hand at the two soldiers, and then ordered: "You go and bring the god's netherworld tea and serve it to Xuanqing Daoist!" ”

Nether tea?

The two soldiers shuddered.

One of the soldiers opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and he could only go to get the Nether Tea without saying a word.

"Fellow Daoist, please inside!"

"Lord Chenghuang, please!"

Xuanqing arched his hand slightly.

For some reason, he always felt that this netherworld was full of weirdness. It's a bit unusual.

Step into the house.

It was a huge stomach, but it was empty, and there was nothing but a few tables and chairs, not even a single servant.

See this scene.

Xuanqing finally understood why he felt that everything was weird.

The weird point lies in two words:

Poor sour!

That's right, it's poor acid.

In such a big city, there is very little smoke in it, and the houses are dilapidated, even this City God's Mansion is like this.

At the gate of the City God's Mansion, there are two Yin soldiers guarding it.

Even.

Judging from the fact that the City God called those two Yin soldiers just now to get him some Nether Tea.

It's not good, in this huge 'Bright City', maybe only the City God and those two Yin soldiers exist.

"Please sit down, the house is a little shabby, and I hope that fellow Daoists don't dislike it!" Chenghuang looked a little embarrassed, and pointed to the chair with a missing leg.

The corners of Xuanqing's mouth twitched slightly.

A moment later.

The two Yin soldiers came over with a teapot emitting green smoke, "Lord Chenghuang, Shangxian, the Netherworld Tea has been brewed!" ”

After seeing the Nether Tea come up.

The City God's face regained a touch of confidence, and then he laughed twice and said, "Fellow Daoist, this Netherworld Tea is a good thing, please drink tea!" ”

See this scene.

Xuan Qing frowned.

Picked up the teacup and sniffed it, and immediately felt a shock to his spirit, just by smelling it, the power of the divine soul increased slightly.

This Netherworld Tea, as the God of the City God said, is indeed a good thing.

But the more so.

The more doubts in Xuanqing's heart.

Although I don't understand, why the dignified seven-rank yin god is so poor.

But in this case, this city god still entertains himself with netherworld tea, such a good thing.

If it is just simple friend hospitality, then he definitely doesn't believe it.

The mind is on this.

Xuanqing put the teacup down.

"Poor Dao has always liked to go straight, if Lord Chenghuang has any plans, please inform Poor Dao in advance!"