Under the blood moon, Hachi quietly went out.

The doors are open.

Tang Ping dived into the darkness.

Although there are other ghosts living in this place, it is not easy to find when you come out.

The nearest old Zhang family is twenty zhang, and there are tree whiskers hanging in the middle, which is very obscured from view.

In addition, Tang Ping lives at the very edge of the shade of the trees, and a few steps forward is the deep mountain and old forest.

Tang Ping entered the forest, and since he practiced the Yin Gathering Technique, his soul body had become much stronger, and his stamina and speed had increased.

It's a pity that it's not a ghost, how nice it would be if you could fly and pass through walls.

He hung a few hundred meters behind Hachi.

This guy has eyes on the back of his neck, and it's not good to be found.

Ahead, Hachi marched along a mountain stream.

"This time, Lao Tzu must come out of the mix."

Hachi secretly made up his mind that he couldn't be bullied anymore.

What I got from Lao Zhang was God's revelation to myself.

No wonder Lao Zhang lived so long, but this old man is a waste, and he doesn't know how to fight for it.

Life in the world is to fight, to fight for vitality in the line of life and death.

Compete with the sky, the earth for treasure, and the people for victory.

Just as he was thinking, he gradually came upstream, and there was a thick green fog in front of him, and the light in the green mist flickered from time to time, and a faint voice came.

Quack Quack ......

At this moment, at the top of the treetops, a blue-eyed crow suddenly crowed.

The voice startled Hachi.

"What,."

When people are down, even crows look down on themselves.

Flutter flutter.

At this time, the crow flew.

Wow!

The crow spat black air, soared into the air, and swooped down.

"Quack Quack ......"

"Not good! Help me!! ”

Wow!

The crow fell, turning into a pitch-black hand that smashed half of Hachi's body.

"Don't, adults spare their lives, boys don't dare......"

"Ordinary ghosts, they can't even see through a little illusion, and they dare to come ......"

Crash!

The yin wind blew, and Ha Chi's soul flew away.

……

The grass a few miles away, Tang Ping was shocked when he saw it.

"Sure enough, there is a routine, Tang Ping, Tang Ping, you are still floating, and you want to come out after learning some spells."

It's good that I am cautious, or I have an eye on it.

In fact, I don't have hope for the so-called ghost market in this world, there is no special market order, once you get outside, you can see the fist talking.

Tang Ping turned around and went back.

It's better to be cautious and not fight with these roll kings.

A ghost market isn't just a place to trade goods.

Now you can maintain your training by fighting junglers normally.

When the cultivation is strong and the soul body can no longer be maintained, then think about the ghost market.

Tang Ping secretly went back again.

After passing by Lao Zhang's door, he paused again, returned home, took out a new wooden plank and threw it under Lao Zhang's bed.

"Wait for the next destined person, hehe......"

Let's see which self-interested guy is willing to find his way for himself.

Don't blame Tang Ping for being insidious, who let you into someone's house? If you don't have this evil thought in your heart, won't there be no follow-up?

Thereafter.

Tang Ping did not go out of the gate, except for going out to hunt, he hardly participated in adventures.

As far as he is concerned, he has a plan, and he has not encountered bottlenecks in his cultivation, and he does not need to fight for resources.

Time passed.

Three months passed.

Long Knife Liu started a new round of looting.

"The black wood ghost boss speaks, and he will take all sixty percent in the future!"

The demons dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Tang Ping vaguely guessed something, and recently heard a lot of rumors, it seemed that the black wood ghost was fighting against a hostile force.

In the Sanjing underworld, the order is also very chaotic.

Tang Shen doesn't care about mundane things, he turns a blind eye to the forces under his command, as long as the taxes are sufficient, he doesn't care about anything else, no matter how his subordinates fight.

Some ghosts are beautiful today, and they may not be able to storm the streets the next day.

After three months of cultivation, the yin qi reached the thickness of the little finger, and the ghost fireball was fast and accurate.

However, Tang Ping didn't want to expose it.

It's still the same sentence, he has treasures in his body, why bother to roll up with others for a little something, isn't it good to lie down and cultivate?

Of course, the beam of the long knife Liu must be written down, and there will be an opportunity to clean it up in the future.

Three more days passed.

Night.

The sky was overcast and windy, the blood moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the cinnabar moonlight that had sprinkled on the earth disappeared.

Inside the wooden house.

Tang Ping's surroundings were full of yin qi, completely covering his body.

Rumble!

At this time, Tang Ping opened his eyes, and a blue light was released from his eyes, and a cold temperament bloomed.

Yin Gathering Technique proficiency is complete.

Wow!

At this time, the void appeared in the land, and this bluestone slab exuded the atmosphere of eternal vicissitudes, and the blue light was blooming, hanging above the head.

Tang Ping's whole person was shrouded in blue light, and his soul body changed.

The blue-gray face has become a black and white pattern, the pattern is dark but not obscure, black and iron luster, and the ghost is mixed with divine might.

Tang Ping fell into a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm.

The surrounding scenery disappeared, and the body seemed to be gone.

Chaos, silent, cold.

After a long time, Tang Ping's body appeared in the void, and it was still the body of a god who seemed to be wearing a black and white magic pattern mask.

Immediately after, a behemoth appeared in the darkness beneath his feet.

I don't see the head and the tail, the whole body is composed of earthy yellow essence, it seems to be real and illusory, and there are nine songs in the body, just like a yellow dragon.

It looks like a living thing, but it doesn't look like a living thing.

Tang Ping compares with it, as if the sea is fine with a needle.

"Houtu?"

In ancient times, mythology also had concrete images.

Ancient book cloud: "There is Tubo underground, guarding the portal, and his body is nine songs." ”

This is not a god, but an abstract concept of the earth that people have, and it will be deified in later generations.

Is there no underworld priesthood in this era?

With his own archaeological knowledge, Tang Ping roughly deduced the truth.

At this time, the heavens and the earth changed again.

Eight stone gates appear in each of its eight directions.

The stone gate stone is simple, depicting the simple pattern, and it is arranged in the direction of the eight trigrams.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The world fell down a piece of green bricks, on which were engraved with ancient ghost runes.

actually smashed down on himself, and eighty-eight and sixty-four blue bricks were piled up into a tomb bag style, burying Tang Ping in it.

Immediately followed by the land plan fell into the grave bag.

Seal the soil and bury the roll.

Tang Ping only felt that a mysterious aura fell from the Nine Heavens, rising from the Yellow Spring, and two essences merged into his body.

Swish!

Tang Ping suddenly woke up and found himself in a wooden house.

"That's the end of it?"

Tang Ping looked at himself in surprise and was relieved when he found that there were not a few parts missing.

Then summon a warning strategy.

Underground Lord: Tang Ping

Types: Ghosts, Avatars

Realm: Underground Lord Third Class, Ghost

Lifespan: twenty-two years.

Pact: None

Magical Power: Yin Gathering (0/1000) (Xiao Cheng) Ghost Fire (300/1000) (Xiao Cheng)

The realm has changed from the underground master not opened to the underground master third class, and the word "unopened" has also been removed from the column of the underworld contract.

Sense the information in your mind, and then sense the pattern on your face.

Only then did Tang Ping really confirm that he had become an underground master.

Although the strength has not changed, the identity has changed dramatically.

Tang Ping couldn't wait to yell and vent his emotions, but he was afraid of being exposed, so he just shook his fist silently, his tone was flat and excited.

"Haha, I am the underworld lord of the underworld! Youdu Pavilion Marquis! 2,000 stone in the mound also! ”

Fang Cai's scene is equivalent to the knighthood and title of the human world, representing that he has been officially recognized by the local policy.

What is the Underground Lord? The Lord of the Netherworld.

The Underground Lord is a priesthood in the underworld, which seems humble and lowly, but has great potential for development.

If it is said that the land lords, city gods, etc., are officials under the centralized system; Then the underground lord is a knight under the sub-feudal system.

The former needs the emperor's (heavenly court) feud to have power, and his status can be deprived at any time, and his power is relatively one-sided. Land can only be in charge of land, not water, forests, houses, and communities. The city god can only control the city, not the earth and water...... Wait a minute.

The latter is a title, take the Western Han Dynasty as an analogy, even the lowest, the pavilion marquis of hundreds of households in the food and eup, all have the power to open the government and build the country, and grasp the political, military and financial resources.

Of course, under the centralized system, the population is large, and the township chief can often be thousands or even tens of thousands, and a county can often have hundreds of thousands. The productivity is even much stronger than the small countries under the feudal system, but the people are still Hou, which is a gap in personality.

Therefore, the underground lord looks low, but in fact the development potential is not low.

Tang Ping digested the information in his mind.

In addition to the third class of the underground master, coupled with the reason for the first entry, it is actually not high, which is equivalent to the unemployed and scattered officials in the mortal world, and the free body, only the "family house".

The corresponding underground master is only "Milli Society", as the name suggests, it is a place where the management is very small.

Now he can condense the pact.

The deed is also known as the land purchase scroll, on which your name and the extent of the land are written, which means that you own the land.

Of course, in the explanation of the land policy, the place that can be developed by the deed is not only the land.

"There are big and small houses; The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name; There is not much land, but there are things......"

Or is this the room?

No, Tang Ping immediately denied this idea, it was too stretched, there was nothing, and after condensing, it would increase a little yin qi at most.

"There it is!"

Tang Ping pushed open the gate and looked at the banyan tree not far away.

The trees are hugged by six people, and only one house occupies an area, but the shade of the trees covers half a mile.

"That's you!"