Chapter Eighty-Three: The Underworld's Yin Soldiers
Xuankong was stunned for a moment, remembering that the underworld monarch was in charge of the reincarnation of death, which was indeed a bit annoying.
The gods and goddesses in the sky don't all jump out of the cracks in the stones, who doesn't have a few relatives and friends living in the world? It's just that they can naturally ascend to the upper realm if they have achieved their own cultivation, but there are few who have the ability to fly to the upper realm with the whole family of chickens and dogs.
However, the immortals in the heavenly court are strict, and there are law enforcement gods supervising them, so even immortals have no way to arbitrarily transform mortals and make them immortal.
Fortunately, there is another shortcut, if you can say that the ten underworld monarchs of the underworld can help.
Secretly changing the book of life and death can make mortals live for a few more years.
It's just that the Ten Halls of the Difu are all selfless surnames, and since they took charge of the Difu, they have never bent the law for personal gain and privately changed the book of life and death. Those immortals who came to visit with heavy gifts, every time they were turned away, they would inevitably feel a little unhappy in their hearts, and they often complained that the underworld was unsympathetic.
If you meet a grumpy god, there is also a big trouble in the underworld.
Even if it was known by the Upper Realm Heavenly Court, it was just a smile and didn't take it seriously.
Xuankong heard Guchen Xingjun say this, and gave a thumbs up and praised: "Heaven and earth are constant, but I said that the Immortal Monarch of the underworld has done a good job, if everyone can change the book of life and death, then what kind of heavenly reincarnation do you need?"
Guchen Xingjun was stunned by what he said, turned his head and smiled: "Haha, Xuankong, you still have little knowledge, and you won't say that again when you have more experience in the future." ”
Wang Qi also pulled Xuankong beside him and said, "Yes, senior brother, don't we also ask Lord Yama to forgive my father a few years of longevity?"
Xuankong scratched his head, sighed, and stood beside him. Guchen Xingjun naturally wouldn't coax himself, and what his junior brother Wang Qi said was also the truth, could it be that he was wrong in his mind to insist on justice?
"You wicked obstacle, still doing evil here, but look who I am!"
Lone Star Monarch released his mount, the Fire-Eyed Golden-Eyed Beast, and flew on all fours on the bank of the river, driving a ray of blood light and flying in the air. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the waves rolling in the blood river below, and a long, blood-red dragon with five claws rushed into the air from the river.
Xuankong was startled when he saw this thousand-foot blood dragon rushing up from the river with its teeth and claws, and he struck the blood dragon with a Nine Heavens Mixed Yuan True Thunder in his hand.
The blood dragon opened its mouth, groaned silently, and swallowed the Mixed Yuan True Thunder with its mouth.
Regardless of his master being here, he shook his head and shook his tail and was about to draw it to Xuankong.
Gu Chen Xingjun was surprised again and again beside him, and praised in his heart: "Sure enough, it is the protagonist of the catastrophe under the number of days, just with a Taoist book by Uncle Wen Zhong, he can actually deduce and restore the true solution of my interception of the Lei Fa, no wonder even the master ancestor wants me and other disciples to secretly take care of you." ”
It turns out that the Nine Heavens Mixed Yuan True Thunder comprehended by Xuankong also has a name in the Interception Sect, called the Shangqing Divine Thunder, which is the secret of the Shangqing Tongtian Sect Master.
Only the disciples who entered the room or the disciples and grandchildren of the sect leader who looked at each other with blue eyes could be able to obtain the teachings of the Tongtian Sect Master, but he didn't expect that Xuankong would realize the original form of this divine thunder by himself with the remnants of the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun Wen Zhong left in the world.
Sure enough, he is the son of thunder, the protagonist of the robbery, and the surname of the root bone is the choice of the world.
Unexpectedly, the treasure of Tianluo Blood Divine Knife has been away from him for a long time, and the bloody and rebellious aura of his body has not decreased, but has increased. Gu Chen Xingjun was angry, his heart was in front of him, and he let the baby he carried with him hurt the little master and nephew, so what face would he have to walk in the heavenly realm in the future?
With a stretch of his hand, he turned into a Fang Tian Painting Halberd and flew in front of the blood dragon.
The blood dragon was transformed by the Blood Divine Sword, and although it was not sanity, it was still a little afraid of the Lone Star Monarch. Seeing Xingjun placing Fang Tian's halberd across his path, the blood dragon first cowered a little in his heart, and with a swing of its tail, it pulled up a huge wave from the blood river and slapped it on the shore.
Taking advantage of this huge wave, he was about to escape into the river of blood.
Gu Chen Xingjun sneered: "I said, what earth-shattering mana have you cultivated with the king of Hades all these years, and you dare to compete with me!" He sat on the back of the fire-eyed golden-eyed beast, silently recited the unique mental mantra in his mouth, and reached out to grasp the void down.
He shouted: "Get up, give me back to my original form!"
I saw that this blood river with no source of length and width was ingested into the air by Lone Star Monarch with ** force, and gradually shrunk and condensed, turning into a maroon sharp treasure knife.
On the blade of the treasure blade, a flash of blood flashed, and it kept twisting and entrenching like a red dragon.
This is the secret magic weapon of the Qi Refiner Yu Hua Daoist of Penglai Island, the original shape of the Tianluo Blood God Knife specially used for battlefield battles. This knife is extremely vicious, and anyone who is cut through a trace of blood will turn into blood and die. If you are slashed by this knife, not only will you die on the spot, but even the original spirit will be sucked into the knife.
The river of blood that lay in front of the ghost city of Xudu was beaten back to the prototype by the Lone Star Monarch, and in front of Xuankong and the others was a smooth road. I could only hear a sore tooth sound at the gate of the city in front of me, and many Yin soldiers and ghost generals poured out of the city, which were the officers and soldiers of the underworld stationed in the ghost city of Xudu.
Guchen Xingjun didn't want to have more to do with the Yin God of the Underworld, so he held the Tianluo Blood Transformation Divine Knife in his hand and quietly thought about it.
Where has Wang Qi seen so many Yin soldiers and ghost generals?
Although he was also a cultivator who had cultivated spells, he still subconsciously looked at the senior brother, hoping that Xuankong could show him a clear path. Xuankong stood under the clouds of the Lone Star Monarch, and in terms of seniority, the Lone Star Monarch Yu Hua was the master of the Laoshan faction.
Among the people present, with his seniority being the most respectful, what can Yu Hua do with Xuankong if he doesn't speak?
He thought about it, worried that there would be a misunderstanding with the Yin soldiers of the underworld, so he took out the "Yuan Shi Wu Measure Human Superior Grade Sutra" bequeathed to him by King Qin Guang from his arms. Wang Qi looked ahead and squinted at Xuankong's hand.
Seeing him take out a scroll of scriptures, his eyes straightened and said, "Good senior brother, we haven't fought with these little ghosts yet, so we should first recite a few volumes of requiem mantras for the future?"
Wang Qi took out the sword he was carrying from behind his back, spat at it into the palm of his hand, plucked up the courage to puff up his chest and said, "That's it, that's it, I'm going to return to the underworld with you today!"
Xuankong looked at what he said tragically, and his heart was a little funny and a little moved.
He stretched out his hand and hit the back of Wang Qi's head, and said with a smile: "What are you whispering again? I have the talisman of the underworld, and these Yin soldiers and ghosts will not attack us." Seeing that Wang Qi's eyes were full of disbelief, Xuankong flipped his hand.
I saw that the "Yuan Shi Immeasurable Human Superior Grade Sutra" in his hand emitted a purple light, and when the light dissipated, it had already turned into a dark purple Xuantian token lying flat in the palm of Xuankong's hand.
Xuankong weighed the token and said, "I know that as the elder brother of King Qin Guang, there is no reason to give me a handwritten scripture book in the world at will. He had long suspected that there was a secret hidden in this "Yuan Shi Immeasurable Human Superior Wonderful Sutra".
Now I saw that the Yin soldiers and ghosts in the ghost city of Xudu were coming in one after another, but what was a phalanx to greet the boss was to give it a try, but after the Xuankong was injected into the true yuan, the scripture was indeed turned into a soldier talisman of the underworld.
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