Three hundred and forty-six, the entry into the city was blocked
In Ghost Domain City, the heavy city gate that had been closed for half a month was finally slowly opened in the expectation of many monks! Those monks who were anxious to enter the city hurriedly lined up and waited for the inspection of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion.
Although the city gate was opened, the monk was not immediately allowed to enter or exit, and after about a quarter of an hour, everyone saw the black cavalry escort of the city lord's mansion running towards the city gate quickly, and with them came a number of red-haired monks with fierce faces.
"How did the people of the underworld get involved with the Black Horse Guards of the City Lord's Mansion?"
"Of course, it's to catch the thief who provoked the City Lord's Mansion several times!"
"Half a month ago, the people from the underworld came, but they were a step slower, that thief is really a good skill, we saw him shot down from the sky by the city lord of Baili, but I didn't expect him to be able to escape in this way!"
"There must be someone in the Ghost Domain City to help him, otherwise how could a good city protection array be opened?"
In the crowd, Zhou Zhixian and Song Qingzi listened expressionlessly to the discussions of the monks around them.
"The Four Great Yin Emperors of the Underworld and the Difu have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, Baili Shenzhuo actually recruited the people from the Difu, it seems that Song Weizi has given him a headache over the years!" Looking at the Black Flag Guards and the Underworld Ghost Messenger who were acting together, Zhou Zhixian said with some inexplicability.
"Hmph, Baili Mingzhuo did this, just because he didn't want others to say that he was unkind, after all, Song Weizi saved his life back then!" Song Qingzi said without any emotion.
As the city lord of Ghost Domain City and a Mahayana monk, it was easy for Baili Mingzhuo to catch Song Weizi, but now he spent so much effort, but he didn't want to catch Song Weizi personally!
Maybe he still has a little friendship with Song Weizi, maybe he just doesn't want Wanying to hate him! Song Qingzi is more inclined to the latter, if Baili Mingzhuo really treats Song Weizi as a friend and brother, how could he covet Xia Wanying from the beginning?
In vain, everyone in the Song family thought that Song Weizi was talented, but his vision of knowing people was really not good, and he didn't realize Baili Mingzhuo's ulterior thoughts about Xia Wanying.
"Why do you say Song Weizi treats Baili Mingzhuo like this? Is it just because he married Xia Wanying?" Although Xia Wanying is Song Weizi's fiancée, but later he was sent to hell after all, and it doesn't matter to him who she wants to marry, so why does he still bite Baili Mingzhuo hard? For this, Zhou Zhixian has always been puzzled!
"What do you want to say?" Song Qingzi asked with some displeasure, Xia Wanying was a thorn in his heart, and he didn't want to discuss anything about her with anyone.
"It's nothing, I just think it's a little weird. Back then, the Arctic Yin Emperor was originally going to kill Song Weizi, but it was Baili Mingzhuo who pleaded hard, and he was sent to hell to be punished. It stands to reason that after he escaped from hell, even if he was dissatisfied with Baili Mingzhuo marrying Xia Wanying, he shouldn't be like now, as if he wanted to fight with Baili Mingzhuo endlessly!"
"Hmph, Song Weizi has always been arrogant and arrogant, probably because he felt that Baili Mingzhuo and Xia Wanying betrayed him at the same time, and he wanted to take revenge on them!"
"Is that so? But I don't think he's such a person!" Zhou Zhixian disagreed.
"He has been suffering in the eighteenth layer of hell for more than 30,000 years, who knows if his temperament will change because of this?" Song Qingzi has no good impression of Song Weizi, who has been pressing him.
At the same time, the Black Flag Guards and the people from the Difu also arrived at the city gate, and everyone saw that two teams of people posted notices on both sides of the city gate at the same time to arrest Song Weizi!
"It turns out that the person who has been working against the City Lord's Mansion all these years is Song Weizi who escaped from hell six hundred years ago?"
"No wonder the people of the City Lord's Mansion let him escape every time, the people who can escape from hell are the ones who are absolutely idle!"
Bai Li Cong and Blood Slaughter took their respective subordinates, standing at the city gate and looking at the monks who were talking about the notices, and they were a little unhappy in their hearts! Whether it was for the Underground Mansion or the Ghost City City Lord's Mansion, the existence of this Song Weizi was a testimony of their lack of strength.
"Lord Bloodkill, I still have to go back to the City Lord's Mansion to reply to the City Lord's side, these two black cavalry guards are staying here, if you have anything, just tell them!" Bai Li Cong said politely to the Blood Slaughter.
"Well, you go get busy! I'll watch here!" said Bloodslaughter, looking at the unsightly Merge Stage Monk in front of him.
These days, he has spent a lot of time with this Baili Mingzhuo's henchman, and Baili Cong's strength and methods are indeed outstanding, but for some reason he always feels that he has a strange feeling in him.
"What, is there anything else?" looked at Bai Li Cong, who wanted to stop talking, and Blood Slaughter asked.
"No, it's just that I also have a question in my heart, and I want to ask the adults for advice, but I don't know... ”
"What's the matter?"
"I've heard that those who are sent to hell will be subject to more severe criminal punishments, and their soul power will be constantly weakened. It stands to reason that Song Weizi has been in hell for more than 30,000 years, and his soul power should not be very strong!
But why is it that he has only escaped from the underworld for a few hundred years, but his cultivation has already returned to the level before he entered the hell? You must know that he was abolished by the North Pole Yin Emperor before he entered the hell!"
"I don't know about this, maybe he has crossed some big chance!" said Bloody Slaughter calmly, and after he couldn't see Baili Cong's back, his expression fluctuated a little!
Who would have thought that the prisoner who was escorted to hell to be punished would be able to control Lord Rakshasa who was in charge of hell, and Song Weizi would be able to recover his cultivation so quickly, in addition to his own good qualifications, he should have cultivated on the Blood Soul Stone!
Looking at the blood slaughter standing in front of the city gate, Ning Xin and Song Weizi, who were hidden in the crowd, quickly glanced at each other.
"There seem to be a lot more people in the underworld this time!" Ning Xin frowned and looked at the ghosts who strictly inspected every monk who entered the city, "What are they holding in their hands?"
"Soul Seal Mirror!" Song Weizi's face was also very ugly, it should be that the Arctic Yin Emperor put pressure on the underworld, otherwise the underworld would not have sent so many people to come, and there was such a big battle!
"Is this mirror any use?" Seeing that those ghosts hurriedly swept the monks into the city with the mirror, and let them in, Ning Xin was a little strange, and directly told her that this mirror was not simple!
"Huh?" Song Weizi was a little surprised, Mu Ningxin actually didn't know the function of the soul seal mirror!"This mirror is specially used to probe the imprint on the soul body of the underworld monk! For example, when I was escorted to the underworld, the soul body would be imprinted with the imprint of the underworld, as long as I was photographed by the soul imprint mirror, that imprint would be revealed!"
"All the marks can shine out?" Ning Xin's expression jumped, and she shook the token on her wrist, she didn't have any marks on her body!
"Yes, didn't you see this mirror when you arrived in the capital city?" Song Weizi asked with some confusion.
There is a soul imprint mirror in the lobby of the registration hall of the capital city, and everyone who is branded with the imprint of the capital will go to the mirror to take a look in front of the mirror to see if the imprint is really imprinted, you must know that anyone who does not have the imprint of the capital will be regarded as a living soul, not a person from the underworld!
"I didn't pay attention!" Ning Xin said a little perfunctorily, glanced at the thoughtful Song Weizi, and turned to leave. The gate of this ghost city is really not easy to enter!