Netherworld, Yuanjun Palace.

  The affairs of the ghosts and gods of the underworld are all handled by the lord of the halls, except for the monthly city god ghost and god examination, no ghosts and gods dare to climb this hall at will, so the Yuanjun Hall has become the most secluded and closed yin temple in the underworld.

  The large, quaint stone door was half-closed, leaving only a crack in the door.

  There was only one green lantern hanging in the main hall, and under the dim light, a few ghosts stood guarded in concealment.

  Anyone who enters this place will alarm them, and then report it to the Emperor of Chixia.

  At this time, a shadow fell from the sky and appeared in front of the Yuanjun Palace.

  Chixia Yuanjun is not here, but in the dormitory behind.

  The dormitory is full of scrolls depicting fairy figures, porcelain depicting mortal scenes, and screens of mountains and rivers.

  The dome of the palace wall is also full of murals, most of which are the scenes of the empty dust Daojun walking in the Great Wei Dynasty in the past, drawn by the Chixia Yuanjun from the memory of the mind.

  Entering this dormitory, I feel that this large dormitory seems to be immersed in the world of mountains and rivers, and countless characters have to walk out of the wall of the palace of the painting scroll.

  In the depths of several screens, before the bronze mirror.

  Chixia Yuanjun's long hair was coiled into the appearance of a lady, with a flower on her forehead, and she changed into a gorgeous and graceful palace skirt.

  Come and see if Da Zhou's makeup is like this. ”

  Yuanjun, it should be like this. "A group of female attendants, some from Great Wei, and some from the Great Zhou and Shu and Yu lands, one of the female officials of the Great Zhou stepped forward cautiously.

  How's it going?, is it good?" Chixia Yuanjun looked left and right at the bronze mirror.

  Yuan Jun is a goddess, but this mortal woman's makeup covers Yuan Jun's appearance of heaven and man. The women said at once.

  Chixia Yuanjun's favorite thing to hear people say is that she is good-looking and smiling.

  At this time, there are spirits and ghosts outside the dormitory.

  Yuanjun!"

  The Daojun is in the lower realm, and now he is in the temple. ”

  Chixia Yuanjun stood up suddenly, a heavy screen was opened, and the deep paper-painted wooden doors were pushed all the way outside.

  What?"

  Why did Daojun come here all of a sudden?"

  The fright was so excited that a pair of rabbit ears popped out of his hair.

  When Chixia Yuanjun hurried to the hall, he saw a figure wearing a gossip cloud pattern Taoist robe sitting on the hall, flipping through and inspecting the long scrolls placed in the table and jade bucket.

  The long scroll floated in the air, unfolding one by one, revealing all sorts of important things about the recent events of the underworld.

  Every name in the book, even the most inconspicuous, is a god who is worshiped by thousands of people in the world.

  Chixia Yuanjun entered the hall and saluted: "The concubine pays homage to Daojun." ”

  Kong Chenzi looked at Chixia Yuanjun's appearance with a palace skirt lady with her hair in a bun, and said with a smile.

  Chixia, you are dressed up like the concubine of the emperor of the world. ”

  Chixia Yuanjun was suddenly a little embarrassed.

  Daojun came and went without a trace, and the concubine originally prepared a palace banquet when the Chinese New Year's Eve was celebrated. ”

  But he didn't want Daojun to leave suddenly, so he gave up. ”

  In Chixia Yuanjun's words, there were faint complaints.

  The Taoist didn't care: "I like to be quiet, I don't have to be like this." ”

  Chixia Yuanjun walked up to the hall, stood beside the Taoist, and unfolded and put away the scrolls and booklets for him: "What is the matter of the Daoist here?"

  The Taoist just said, "It's time for the Netherworld Dragon Court to open." ”

  The empty dust gave the Central Plains countries the national fortune dragon seal, not just to fulfill the promise.

  It is also for the incense wish of the Central Plains countries.

  All the people and people in the world, the awe and incense offerings for the emperor of heaven are also a great part of the source of incense power in the Central Plains.

  It is equivalent to making up for the largest piece of this incense puzzle in addition to the ghost incense and Daomen incense in various places.

  With a wave of his hand, the clouds and mist were revealed in mid-air.

  At this moment, the Shangyuan Lantern Festival is just beginning, and all kinds of prosperous scenes in the world appear in front of you.

  The lights of the long street are like stars, thousands of households gather in the sound of drums and suona, and there are fire trees and silver flowers blooming in the distance.

  The picture turned and came to the top of the Great Zhou Jinluan Palace.

  Sure enough, the National Fortune Dragon Seal was placed on the Jinluan Palace, as if a key level had been opened.

  The power of continuous incense came towards the distance in the dragon seal of the national fortune, like a dragon of incense.

  This dragon seal is equivalent to a dead version of the ghost god, but the status is not low.

  The function is to collect incense that originally belonged to the Son of Heaven and the royal family.

  Chixia Yuanjun took out the incense fire god map at this moment, and the god map unfolded, revealing the scene inside.

  In the original picture of the incense god, what is revealed is the scene of the Great Wei, and under the clouds is the Wei capital Gaojing.

  And now, it has gradually transformed the scene of the entire Central Plains countries.

  Beneath the sea of clouds.

  The vast earth, the mountains and rivers are undulating.

  The city of Shenjing Prefecture stretches endlessly, and all living beings live in it.

  And under the Daojun Law, Chixia Yuanjun stood sideways.

  The sparse gods who originally knelt on the clouds have now become a grand scene for all gods.

  Everything that Daojun said in the past has been fulfilled today. ”

  Chixia Yuanjun looked at this incense fire god picture, and a picture seemed to include the whole world.

  And all this seems to have not been long since the time when the Empty Dust Dao Monarch gave him the name of Chixia Yuanjun in the past.

  Empty Dust stood up, his gaze piercing through the Yin Temple.

  I saw the spiritual monument and pointed it out.

  The Spirit Monument shook, and the vast power was transmitted to all directions.

  Netherworld, beyond the city of the underworld.

  Five blessed places of incense are slowly being generated, and under the protection of the power of incense, it is a place where ghosts and gods are difficult to approach and all evils are not invaded.

  This is the Netherworld Dragon Court.

  Although it is now just a blessed land that has just been born and is sheltered by the power of incense, as long as there is an emperor who lives in the country's fortune and dragon qi and brings his ministers and hundreds of officials to enter, he can open up a dragon court.

  When the time comes, we will be able to once again perfect the power and order of this Netherworld.

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  Kunlun Divine Realm.

  It was dark, but there was still a busy scene in the Divine Realm, and there were constantly various shocks and buzzing sounds in the Immortal City.

  Knock~"

  Knock~"

  Peng Hum Buzz~"

  Three thousand yellow turban wrestlers, one by one, carrying boulders like mountains, walked on the earth, making heavy footsteps.

  Under the Yellow Turban Lux, he saw that the stone steps and stone slabs were constantly repaired and healed, and the jade pillars were re-erected to support the Immortal Palace Temple.

  What it takes thousands of people to do, with the power of a Yellow Turban Warrior, can be easily done.

  A few days ago, the ruins that were originally full of potholes and broken walls were sorted out.

  These days, the reconstruction began from the thirty-six palaces and seventy-two halls at the highest point, and it is already in shape.

  Although the immortal city at the foot of the mountain is still blank, the thirty-six palaces and seventy-two halls seem to have taken on the appearance.

  The shrines are tall and majestic, and the temples are splendid and magnificent.

  But these are just appearances, just shells.

  From the point of view of the Gongyi brothers and the disciples of many Gongyi schools, everything has not officially begun, as if it was just a sketch.

  The next thing is the most spiritual they feel cautious and nervous, to refine these thirty-six palaces and seventy-two halls into magic weapons that are integrated with the Kunlun Divine Realm.

  Every palace and every hall here has a special role and effect, and they are in harmony with each other, and there can be no slightest problem.

  This is the most critical and difficult part, and it is also the reason why the Empty Dust Dao Monarch has transferred the entire Gongyi School.

  More than 100 core disciples of the Gongyi School have passed through the Immortal City Diagram these days, combined with the Immortal City Diagram, combined with the overall situation of the current Immortal City Ruins.

  After finally deciding where to start next, the next step was to find Yun Shenjun again and ask for the spiritual materials and artifacts needed to build the immortal city.

  This heaven and earth does not produce such things as spiritual materials and gods, almost all of them come from the demons and spirits themselves, or through their natural powers.

  So the things they need are extremely rare.

  After a busy day, after dark, they finally took the drawings of the thirty-six palaces and seventy-two halls that they and more than a hundred disciples of the Gongyi School had drawn by themselves, and went to the highest immortal palace.

  It is marked with all the details, the method of refining, and what is needed.

  Finally, he found Yun Jun's figure in the hall and presented this picture.

  Gong Yi said: "Please also ask Yun Shenjun to take a look, this is what is needed to build the thirty-six palaces and seventy-two halls." ”

  Gong Yide earnestly advised: "Yun Shenjun, these must be the best, otherwise there will be problems." ”

  Yun Jun looked at the things he wanted on it, and suddenly frowned.

  The two of you are here exactly as required by the Immortal City Map?"

  Yun Jun knew that the immortal city above the immortal city map was different from the previous Kunlun Divine Realm.

  When the Gao clan built the immortal city, they came step by step, not in one step, and they didn't have so many divine materials, and there were still many conjectures in it.

  According to your approach, just by building thirty-six palaces and seventy-two palaces, the treasury of this monarch will be emptied. ”

  There is such a big hole in the back, and this god monarch can't fill it. ”

  Although the Empty Dust Dao Monarch took over the Yin and Yang Realm City, the Bliss Buddha Land, and the legacy of the Kunlun Divine Realm in the past, almost all of the Bliss Buddha Land was refined into a reincarnation wheel by the Buddha, and the Kunlun Divine Realm was only an empty shell.

  Fortunately, tens of thousands of demons besieged Gaojing at the beginning, and finally captured a large number of spiritual artifacts.

  But that's not enough, is it?

  Gong Yi Dao and Gong Yi De looked at each other and looked at Yun Jun.

  Didn't the Divine Monarch come out as soon as he changed?"

  Isn't that what you want?"

  The two of them didn't know about the existence of the Cloud Realm, and they only saw the scene where Yun Jun waved his hand and could directly conjure up anything he wanted.

  Yunjun: "。。。。。。 ”

  Feelings: These two really regard themselves as omnipotent, do they have what they want?

  No wonder these two people are so atmospheric, the fairy city was built directly according to the original map, and it really was necessary to build a city of immortals and gods at one time.

  The two of them stared widely, and the air fell silent.

  In the end, Yun Jun still said: "Let's do what you two said first!"

  But there is no way, this god realm immortal city, you can't cut corners and engage in a tofu scum project, right?

  As for the lack, anyway, let the master solve it in the end.

  Yun Jun said in his heart.

  The old man threw away the Xiancheng map, which was so atmospheric, he must have been in the plan for a long time, and he was confident.

  In the end, this Divine Realm Immortal City finally began to rebuild in the midst of stumbling.