"What...... What, you are actually an official in the underworld?" Fang Hongtian was taken aback when he heard this, and then he came to his senses again, and said in a lost voice, "Mo Fei, Mo Fei Ling'er, you are already dead!"

Fang Ce was also taken aback, everyone knew that if he wanted to be an official in the underworld, he would be a dead person, and this dead person had to have an extraordinary status in his lifetime to be able to do it, with Fang Ling's talent and identity, it was indeed possible to be an official in the underworld after death.

Fang Ling shook his head and said, "Father guessed wrong, but I am alive and well." ”

Fang Hongtian frowned, puzzled: "Since you are living a good life and are a living person, how can you be an official in the underworld?"

Fang Ling smiled slightly, and said to Fang Hongtian: "If you want to be an official in the underworld, you are indeed generally a person after death, but if it is a coincidence, a disciple of the Immortal Sect can also get an official position here." ”

"Immortal Sect disciple, what do you mean...... Are you a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

Fang Hongtian's heart was surprised one after another, he couldn't believe that there would be such a thing.

Fang Ling glanced at him lightly and said, "In total, my father has only seen me twice, so what's so surprising that I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

This was a little ironic, but it was an irrefutable fact, Fang Hongtian was really stunned, and he didn't know what words to answer for a while, and he actually felt a little ashamed in his heart.

Of course, he knows how high the qualifications are needed to become a disciple of the Xianmen, even the royal family needs to go through strict selection, and only one in three generations, but he didn't expect that this son, who has been neglected by himself for many years, has such a high talent, and what he needs for the emperor is a pair of eyes, but he misses the most important part, after all, his son is an immortal, and this kind of glory is not something that anyone can have.

Fang Ce was even more stunned on the side, what is a disciple of the Immortal Sect, that is a person who has stepped into the Immortal Dao and wants to become an immortal, no wonder he can enter the underworld at will, he can make the ghost cha so flattering, and he can easily see the master of the Immortal Mansion, just because his identity is already different from that of mortals.

Fang Ling didn't say much, because he knew that everything in this underworld would shock the two of them like never before.

After a while, the city of the underworld had appeared in front of the three of them, seeing the towering city among the mountains, the magnificent and magnificent scenery, and the colorful buildings, Fang Hongtian and the others stood on the spot, speechless for a long time.

The two of them who were born in the imperial city have long been accustomed to the magnificence of the imperial city, and feel that it is the most magnificent building in the world, but compared with this city of the underworld, it is completely overshadowed, as if a small witch sees a big witch.

Walking along the road ahead, from time to time there were ghosts leading ghosts, and when they saw Fang Ling, they all saluted and greeted each other, smiling one by one, but no one greeted Fang Hongtian and the others, at most, they looked at it twice, without any expression.

Fang Hongtian's heart was extremely bitter, as an emperor, from birth to the present, he has lived a life of all echoes, but now that he saw this scene, he realized that one day, he would also become like these ghosts strung into grasshoppers, coming to this place alone, letting others judge his life's merits and mistakes, and his son, who had been snubbed by himself for more than ten years, would stand on the other side.