Chapter 147: He's the Great Emperor

"Polite, polite. Qin Yifan got the benefit of the token, and was said to have given him a lot of face, but he couldn't help but be a little proud in his heart and asked: "Since Mr. Tang is one of these extradilists...... Leader, why are you alone in the huge manor?"

"What about the old gentleman's family, what about the old gentleman's daughter and daughter-in-law? Also, why don't you have a servant in your family?"

"Extradition is a profession that deals with ghosts and ghosts, and it has always been done by widows and lonely people, who have any family? Hehe, if it is somewhere else, the old man will naturally invite some maids to take care of the old man's diet and daily life. Tang Wusheng said.

"I see. Qin Yifan said.

picked up the tea bowl and took another sip of tea, but there was still no taste: "Thank you Mr. Tang for your hospitality, I want to say goodbye now." I don't know where to go, so that I can get out of this place at the junction of yin and yang to Maple Leaf Town, and I hope that the old man will advise. ”

"I don't dare to give advice. Tang Wusheng said: "Mr. Qin and a few companions went east together. After about half an hour, you will see a river. Crossing the river, it is Huaiyin Town on the boundary of Yunzhou. And Huaiyin Town, not far from Maple Town. ”

"Advise me. Qin Yifan said.

"How dare you. Tang Wusheng said. As he spoke, he sent the three of them out of the door, and when Qin Yifan's figure disappeared completely, Tang Wusheng walked back.

......

At the moment when Qin Yifan, Huang Yirong, and An Lingxi walked out of the village.

The scene behind him has completely changed.

The original ordinary and normal human village disappeared in an instant. In its place, there is a magnificent, majestic black ghost castle. The ghost castle towers into the sky, and its scale is comparable to the Senluo Hall of the Son of Heaven. In the sky above the ghost castle, there were blood-red blood clouds.

Inside is even more ghostly, full of things.

On the hundred-zhang high city wall, there are three big characters: Lifeless City!

Thousands of skeleton demon soldiers, skeleton archers, guarded the city walls, and even the ghost birds did not dare to fly from above. Countless ghosts wandered outside the city walls, miserable and miserable, and everywhere was full of ghostly fires. There is also a gate to hell in between, and a seeping green light emanates from the door frame.

In the main hall of the ghost castle, Tang Wusheng, who was originally dressed as an outsider, emitted a rich blood qi from his body, and after the blood qi completely dissipated, he recovered his true body.

He wore a crown on his head, and his body was more than ten feet long. The terrifying demon body is as hard as steel, with long broken arms and dripping blood, which makes the nearby demons terrified.

"Lord Emperor, is that mortal just now really that powerful? it is worth your personal hospitality, and you are so respectful to him, just like a primary school child. ”

At the feet of the Immortal Emperor, a Blood Cloud Demon Monk with a skull and a robe asked suspiciously. This Blood Cloud Demon Monk's body was only more than three meters, which was simply an ant compared to the huge body of the Immortal Emperor.

At the feet of the Immortal Emperor, there were countless little ghosts, all of whom were his ghost slaves, screaming one by one. Only this Blood Cloud Demon Monk has a little power to speak. Because although his ghost power is not very outstanding, he is extremely intelligent, and he is the wisdom of the Immortal Emperor.

"He is a saint-level existence, and of course he deserves the incomparable respect of this seat, and he is a good schoolboy. The Emperor of Immortality said.

Tang Wusheng has been dead for 100,000 years. Originally, he was a lonely ghost wandering in the underworld, and by chance he obtained the ghost path cultivation method and obtained a treasure of the underworld. Gradually growing up step by step, he was originally a genius in cultivation, and finally became an overlord who dominated the ghost world.

Later, he established the ghost town of Wusheng and was known as the Emperor of Lifeless.

"Is he a saint-level existence?" the Blood Cloud Demon Monk was shocked, "But how do I think that any skeleton demon soldier in our city can kill him and drain his soul...... However, his two companions have a little bit of combat power, but they will still be easily captured by us. ”

"With the fact that you only have 10,000 years of microscopic Taoism, of course you don't know how terrible he is. The Emperor of Immortality said, "Your cultivation is still too low, and you have not yet reached the point where you can recognize the saints. Any skeleton soldier can slay him and drain his soul? Are you telling a joke? As soon as he makes a casual move, he can send all the 100,000 demon soldiers of our Immortal City into the eighteenth layer of hell, okay?"

"So terrifying?" the Blood Cloud Demon Monk was shocked. Let out a long breath: "Fortunately, the Great Emperor recalled us in time, otherwise we would all have fallen." ”

"A few days ago, he gave a ghost lesson in the school, which attracted ten thousand ghosts. Countless little ghosts went, and the overlords of the ghost world from all sides went to listen to the sermon one after another, for fear of missing a word. And this seat is just one of them. The Emperor of Immortality said.

"He already knows all about the way of heaven, humanity, and ghosts, do you say he is terrible? I have lived for 100,000 years, and he is the existence I have ever seen with the deepest understanding of all kinds of ways. ”

And, just now when I received him, he made a poem: It was given to me, and it should be a thank you to him with great respect. The ghost morality contained in this poem is enough for me to comprehend for 100,000 years! ”

"100,000 years of enlightenment!?" the Blood Cloud Demon Monk was shocked.

"The sound of the chicken is in the month, and the track is frosty...... The so-called rooster crows all over the world, and the rooster crows to make the darkness disappear, and the underworld represents darkness and yin. The rooster crows to represent that light is coming. In other words, the rooster is the messenger of the transformation of the two worlds of yin and yang......"

"What kind of ghost is there in this rooster? Just two words, it already involves the morality that was originally formed in the underworld, do you say that the mystery is not mysterious?"

"Maodian, which represents the image of the underworld, is broken, and the underworld cannot see the light, unlike the yang world, which is under the sun...... There is also a moon character, which represents the blood moon of the underworld...... Why is there only a blood moon in the underworld, but no blood yang? I don't understand, I don't understand......"

"In short, it's too hard to understand. ”

There is also the following sentence, which is even more mysterious. The traces of people and the traces of people walking in the underworld show that the ghost road and humanity are inextricably linked...... Banqiao represents the bridge of Nai Ho that all ghosts have to cross, which in turn involves the mystery of the six reincarnations!"

The Immortal Emperor pondered as he interpreted, trying to comprehend the mystery. only to find that a simple poem is too difficult to comprehend.

"What the Great Emperor said is too profound, why can't his subordinates understand a word?" said the Blood Cloud Demon Monk.