Under the guidance of Lin Zi, Su Ji flew over the ice-filled Eight Cold Hell and went to the palace of Emperor Dongyue.

Su Ji has been familiar with the legend of Dongyue the Great since he was a child, because many families are worshipping clay statues and portraits of this god. Most of the Dongyue Emperors in folk portraits wear high crowns, black robes, iron faces, angry eyes, closed lips, and a righteous appearance.

After flying for a long time, Su Ji saw a small palace full of ghosts from a distance. Seeing the red plaque in the center written with the four big characters of "Tianqi Rensheng", Su Ji must have this as Huang Feihu's palace.

At this time, a sturdy young man stood outside the palace, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and as soon as he saw Su Ji, he introduced himself: "In Xia Huang Tianlu, my father specially ordered me to wait for the three of you here. ”

Su Ji was quite surprised, it seemed that Huang Feihu had long expected that he would come here.

Everyone and Huang Tianlu exchanged a few words of greeting, and walked towards the direction of the palace together. Outside the door, there are two stone pillars that are hugged by two people, and the top of the black canopy leads to the black sky. The stone pillar on the left is tethered to a cow with five colors of fur, and the stone pillar on the right is tethered to a turquoise unicorn.

Su Ji saw that these two spirit gods looked strange, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Huang Tianlu introduced: "This is the five-colored sacred cow and the jade unicorn, which are the mounts of the father and the eldest brother respectively. ”

Su Ji circled around the two glowing spirit beasts, circled and flew a few times, and exclaimed: "I heard that these two divine horses have great powers, infinite strength, and can do everything from heaven to earth. I am fortunate to see it today, and I am really fortunate to have three lives. ”

Your Excellency smiled. ”

Huang Tianlu smiled politely, and then gently knocked on the door of the palace.

"It's coming. ”

With a rough shout, the door was slowly pushed open from the inside, and a tall and tall man poked his head out.

Su Ji looked at the comer intently, and saw that this big man was nine feet tall, his face was like mutton fat, his eyes were exposed, his head was tied with a bun, his waist was tied with a gold belt, and his feet were covered with silver boots. Su Ji must be Huang Feihu's eldest son Huang Tianhua, the legendary Sanshan Zhengshen Binglinggong.

Although the two brothers were born to the same father, their essence is very different. The second son, Huang Tianlu, is just a revenant, and Huang Tianhua, who came out just now, is a real god.

Huang Tianhua said anxiously: "Why did you come, my father is about to fall asleep!"

Huang Tianhua's tone was very impatient, it is said that this Bingling is as public as a fire, and Su Ji is true when he sees it today.

Flying to the palace, Su Ji finally saw Emperor Dongyue himself.

Legend has it that this righteous and awe-inspiring immortal was once a mortal with great bitterness and hatred, whose real name was Huang Feihu, who was the king of Zhenguo Wucheng of the Shang Dynasty more than 250 years ago. In order to avenge the revenge of the king of Shang Xuan who forced his wife to die, he personally led a thousand generals to rebel out of the five passes, defected to King Wu of Zhou to defeat the faint king, unfortunately died in the battle, and was later named the Emperor of Dongyue Taishan Tianqi Rensheng in Qishan, in charge of the affairs of the underworld.

However, it wasn't until he saw Emperor Dongyue in person that Su Ji knew that people's impression of him was completely wrong.

Su Ji looked at the old man and saw that he looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, his face was pale and sickly, his hair was pitiful, and the beard on his chin was sparse. The Huang Feihu in Su Ji's imagination is not like him at all. Although this old man is not extremely ugly, it definitely does not match the descriptions of tall and mighty, mighty and majestic, and it is 108,000 miles away from the image of the upright god in the portrait.

Huang Feihu was wearing a plain and wide robe, as if he had just gotten out of bed. Such a simple outfit just shows that his current identity and status no longer need to show off his identity and wealth with gorgeous clothes and precious jewelry.

However, only such a person made Su Ji feel even more jealous from the bottom of his heart.

Huang Feihu leaned on the tiger skin couch and slowly raised a hand. It was a white and delicate hand, and it was hard to imagine that this was the hand of a warlord who had killed countless people. Su Ji thought that his voice was like a bell when he spoke, but he didn't expect his voice to be as weak as a mosquito:

"Tea, or wine?" Huang Feihu stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the table.

Su Ji couldn't help but be stunned, secretly thinking that he only had two wings now, and he couldn't grab the wine lord at all, and Huang Feihu actually asked this kind of question, didn't he deliberately ridicule himself?

Huang Tianlu leaned on his father's ear and said a few words.

Huang Feihu nodded, his eyes looking directly in the direction of Su Ji, as if he wanted to stare at two holes in him, but the two eyeballs never moved.

Su Ji suddenly realized, it turned out that Huang Feihu's eyes couldn't see, and he couldn't imagine that the dignified Dongyue Taishan Tianqi Rensheng Emperor, the master under the Nine Springs, was actually a blind and disabled person.

Huang Feihu took the bronze jue on the table next to him, took a sip slowly, and asked, "Are you looking at my eyes?"

Su Ji said: "I'm curious about who has the ability to blind the eyes of Emperor Dongyue. ”

Huang Tianlu explained: "My father was blinded by a female general who used a solar golden needle to plot against him in the battle of the gods. ”

Su Ji was puzzled and said, "That Sun Golden Needle is so powerful, even the immortal god can't cure his own eyes?"

Huang Tianhua interjected: "If your heart is clear, your eyes will be bright." If the father wants to see, he doesn't necessarily need to use his eyes. If he didn't want to see it, even if he gave his father three eyes, he still turned a blind eye. ”

Su Ji asked: "I'm still curious, there is the Dongyue Emperor in the Jiuquan in the east, and there is the King of Yama in the west, who is the King of Genzheng Miao Red Yama?"

Huang Tianlu said: "The King of Yama in the Netherworld Mansion is just a puppet's false title, and the one who really secretly dominates the capital is the Western Sect Leader Guiding Daoist. Originally, the entire underworld was in charge of my father, but later the Western Sect occupied the capital at the end of the Xingdi Road. To this day, the Netherworld Mansion of the Hidden Capital is fighting against my Oriental Nine Springs. ”

Huang Tianhua said: "What your father can help you do, your father must have told you." With your help, we want to reclaim the capital and regain control over the underworld. ”

Su Ji smiled bitterly and said, "You can't help but look down on me too much." I'm just a mortal...... No, mortal birds, what else can they do?"

Huang Tianhua said impatiently: "How to do it, someone will teach you alone later." Now, just ask if you agree to it?"

"Promised. ”

Su Ji agreed, but in his heart he was pondering their motives for acting like this, and he always felt that things were going on

Huang Feihu suddenly ordered: "Hua'er, as a father, I will send you to do this, you must concentrate on teaching, success or failure is in this move." ”

Huang Tianhua's face was embarrassed, and he hurriedly said: "Father, the child has beaten wolves in Nanshan, tigers in Beishan, and hedgehogs in the budding rice field, but he has never trained birds." ”

Huang Feihu said lightly: "The first thing you have to do is to teach him to transform into a shadow first, so that he can change from a bird to a human." ”