Han Fan never thought that Confucianism would directly move his parents.

"Huh. He sneered, his eyes full of mockery. Hidden under the ridicule is a deep sadness.

"You lost. Gegra's voice rang in his ears.

At this time, Han Fan remembered in hindsight that this mysterious phantom had not mentioned a bet until now.

"What do you want?" Han Fan's face was gloomy.

"It's very simple, worship me as a teacher. Gegra's request surprised Han Fan.

"Worship you as a teacher?" Han Fan thought he had misheard, and asked rhetorically.

"That's right, the demonic devouring you cultivate, as well as the Purple Illusion of Divine Power, are all my exercises, and it is reasonable to worship me as a teacher. Gergra said.

Han Fan had absorbed too much information beyond his prediction in just a few minutes, and now hearing Gegra say this, it was unreasonable to hear him say this.

Gegra quietly waited for Han Fan's response, and no one knew what the expression was on that face under his mask.

"Do you know what kind of cultivation they sent to arrest my parents?" Han Fan asked suddenly.

"Both of them are the Seven Realms. Gegra suddenly laughed, but there was a mask covering it, and Han Fan couldn't see it.

Han Fan fell silent, this feeling of powerlessness made him helpless, what could he do? Let the person from the underworld in front of him save his parents, and then be picked up by the person from the underworld? What is the difference between being controlled by Confucianism.

Previously it was possible to choose between good and better, but now it is only possible to choose between bad and worse.

After thinking about it for a long time, Han Fan made a decision.

"I can worship you as a teacher, but ......" At this point, Han Fan stopped, and he found that he couldn't continue to speak.

"I can help you save your parents, but in fact, the nature is almost the same, save your parents, they will be taken care of by the monks of the underworld, you can rest assured, no one dares to hurt half of their hair. Gegra went straight to the point, he knew that Han Fan had already taken this into account, so it was better to go straight.

"But the difference is that you are cultivating the Demon Dao Exercises in your body, and even if you don't admit it yourself, others will regard you as a Demon Cultivator and an enemy. So your parents will be safer with me, you should be able to understand. Gerra added.

Of course Han Fan knew this, he hadn't thought about it, but the best way at the moment was nothing better than this.

"Good. ”

Gegra stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of please.

Han Fan bent his knees, bowed three times, and bowed to his teacher.

Gegla was false, and Han Fan was helped up by a force.

"I, the Monk of the Underworld, also speak of affection, and the Demon Monk is not as unbearable as you think. Gegra's eyes softened a little as he looked at Han Fan. "It's like I'm planning to invade the Vertical and Horizontal Realm, this is for the underworld, not for myself, if I don't care about them, with my ability, where can the heavens and the earth go? ”

It wasn't until he heard this that Han Fan had some trust in the strange master in front of him.

"This is your apprenticeship, study diligently. Gegra's phantom hands pinched, and a fist-sized faint ball of light slowly condensed, and finally floated towards Han Fan, turning into strands of energy and integrating into his brain.

"Witchcraft, and a sword technique?" Han Fan was puzzled, he had never been exposed to witchcraft before, and as for the sword technique, he had already given up practicing swords!

"I know you gave up practicing swords halfway through because of the power of words, so you don't want to try again. Gergra said.

Han Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, yes, the energy in his dantian had mutated, and the red-gold energy was extremely magical, why didn't he think of trying to use a sword!

As soon as he touched his back, he remembered that Hanmang had been sent out.

After looking around for a week, I broke a branch and came back.

Han Fan made a starting move, which was the first of the two swords that the fat man taught him, and the fat man said that his move was called silence, but if Han Fan used it, he would have to change his name.

When Han Fan felt the red-golden energy transform into sword qi according to the sword style, he was full of excitement, and his eyes were red.

Out of the sword, silently.

"Since I'm going to change my name, I'll call it...... Fat man with a sword. As Han Fan spoke, an earthquake-like roar came from the direction of the sword qi.

Giant trees fell like a sea of mountains.

A trace of surprise flashed in Gegla's eyes, there was actually the meaning of the way of extinction in this sword, it seemed that Han Fan's chance was not small.

After explaining a few things, the phantom of Gegra completely dissipated.

In the underworld, Gegra walked down the high platform of the spotlight, the high platform was floating out of thin air, there was no support underneath, and every step Gegera took, a black and white step would condense under his feet.

Hades, the Hall of the Netherworld.

Gegra's slowly walked in, the Netherworld Hall covers an extremely wide area, entering the main hall, there is no imaginary day long, but the hall is very bright, the walls and pillars are white, the top floor is made of a transparent special stone, the sunlight passes through this transparent stone slab, the light projected in will be scattered, and the whole hall is bathed in bright light.

The floor of the hall floats with a thick layer of milky white mist that has existed since the beginning of the establishment of the Nether Hall.

The mist seemed to be alive, condensing into various shapes—houses, pavilions, waterfalls, mountains and rivers, running beasts, monks, and so on. It is said that according to the mood of the Wizard of Gegra, the mist will condense into different scenes. Because the last time Gegra was angry, the fog in the hall condensed into an apocalyptic scene, which frightened the demon cultivators in the hall.

There are seventeen seats on either side of the main hall, plus the main seat in the middle of the two rows, for a total of eighteen. Each seat is made of white bone, while others are bright red like blood.

It is only from these seats that some of the proper characteristics of the monks of the underworld can be seen.

The seventeen seats on both sides correspond to the most powerful seventeen demon monks in the underworld, including Gegra himself, the underworld only accounts for two, and the rest are ordinary demon monks.

Gegra stepped into the main seat, glanced at the monks who had arrived, and sat down slowly.

"Great Wizard, the back hands of the vertical and horizontal domains have all been activated, and the eight decent powers have all been contained. "The one who spoke was the demon cultivator in the nearest seat on the left hand side of Gegla, it was the old demon, and he was the remaining underworld monk in the field.

Gegra nodded slightly, and then tapped his index finger on the handle of the seat. "I've called you here today to discuss my next move in the Underworld, and everyone will talk about what we should do next. ”

The Underworld is a little different from the Vertical and Horizontal Domain, the Underworld is actually controlled by a person with absolute strength and power who is in charge of the life and death of the entire domain, while the Vertical and Horizontal Domain is the three sects, and there is no absolute dragon head.

Although Gegla is in charge alone, when it comes to larger matters, he has always summoned these seventeen demon cultivators to discuss together, and the final conclusion is that the minority obeys the majority, and he will never insist on going his own way.

The underworld is getting better and better under the leadership of Gegra, and this is also a scene that the demon monks are happy to see.

Most of the Demon Dao monks unconditionally trusted the Great Wizard, and in their hearts, Gegra was an incomparable divine residence.

"Although we have restrained the Eight Great Cultivators, it is only temporary, this kind of thing will not last long, we must set aside enough time for Han Fan and ourselves. The monk on the bone seat with a long bone knife on his back spoke.

"Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. Han Fan said that after all, he was born and raised in the Vertical and Horizontal Domain, and he joined Confucianism since the beginning, and it is still unknown whether this son can devote himself to my underworld. "The one who opened his mouth was the demon cultivator on the blood-red seat.

With the pros and cons of these two people's views, the rest of the people opened their mouths to put forward their own ideas, in short, the majority thought that Han Fan was not credible.

"There is something about Han Fan's return to the underworld, you don't have to worry, he officially worships me as a teacher. As soon as Gegra's words came out, everyone was shocked.

You must know that in the underworld, how many demon cultivators want to be Gegra's apprentices, even if they are a handyman, they are willing, but in the end, they accept a decent person who was originally a Confucian.

"Everyone be quiet, Han Fan cultivated Demon Devouring by chance, and now he is a pure Demon Cultivator. The old devil explained.

Hearing this, these demon cultivators calmed down, if this was the case, then Han Fan could be regarded as a pure underworld cultivator.

"I heard that he is a golden Confucian qualification, this ...... If you cultivate Demon Devouring, there won't be any side effects or constraints, right?" asked a Demon Cultivator.

"Compared to before, only stronger, not weaker. Gerra responded.

"The golden qualification genius of Confucianism once in hundreds of years has become a demon cultivator in the underworld and fell into the demon path, hahahahahahaha

Her lips were smeared with purple, her eyes had no whites, only endless purple, no one dared to stare into her eyes, and anyone who dared to do this would either die mysteriously, or her Dao heart would be shattered and her cultivation would plummet. Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and that exception is naturally Gegra.

"Xiao Zi, be cautious. The Demon Dao is also the right path, and it is also the avenue that can become an immortal and soar, how can it be said that it is falling. There was also a slight emotion in Gegra's tone when he mentioned the woman.

"Oh, slip of the tongue. The woman known as Xiao Zi spat out her red tongue, which was brighter than her clothes, and lowered her head a little weakly.

In the end, the result of the discussion was to continue to increase the pressure on the vertical and horizontal domains, and at the same time spend a huge price to open up a temporary spatial passage, which was not very demanding, as long as it could accommodate the monks of the Four Realms to pass through.

As for this price, it is to sacrifice the entire cultivation of a prophet of the Six Realms of the Underworld.

On his deathbed, Gegra called out to one of the demon cultivators.

"Blood Demon, in the future, I will do less to slaughter the village, although it is not up to you to do it, but you are the one who ordered it. This cause and effect will eventually be contaminated. ”

The Blood Demon was the Demon Cultivator sitting on the blood-red seat, and when he heard Gegra's advice, he was a little puzzled.

"My Underworld cultivator is originally based on blood, how can I cultivate if I don't kill people? Besides, we are the devils, isn't it natural to kill people?"

"You don't have to kill to do it, there are many ways to get blood. We demon cultivators are also human beings, and it is enough to kill those who should be killed. Gergra patted him on the shoulder, reluctant to say more.

"Good. The Blood Demon replied, lost in thought, and Gegra's words gave him a flash of inspiration, but if he thought about it again, he couldn't think of anything.