And state Yiyang Palace!

Song Yu was holding the tea in his hand and drinking it, and suddenly Song Yu was stunned by the movement in his hand, and the teacup in his hand was inadvertently crushed by Song Yu.

"What's wrong?"

Su Qingshi, who was arranging the tea set opposite, paused slightly, raised his head, and asked with a slight frown. After this period of training, Su Qingshi's body gradually appeared with a majestic momentum. Obviously, she was born in the emperor's family, and she is still handy at managing the small palace of Yiyang Palace.

"Song Yong is actually dead!"

Song Yuleng paused for a moment, then came back to his senses and said quite unexpectedly.

Just then, the deity watched the message from the change in luck. At this moment, in the eyes of the deity, the luck of all parts of Kyushu was rolling, and the dragon and snake were on the land, but just now, the true dragon that had been suppressing the central court suddenly collapsed with a long cry of sorrow, and the pillar of national fortune that reached the sky completely collapsed, turning into crystal purple petals and drifting away.

Since Pan Hao was promoted to the Golden Body, the power of the natural divine eyes has also increased greatly, and he could only look at the part to infer the general development. But now I can see the general luck in Kyushu through my eyes, although it is not detailed enough, but it can also be inferred that it is not far from ten.

And now that the national pillar representing the Great Song Dynasty has collapsed, ordinary people may not feel anything, but it is clearly visible in Pan Hao's eyes. Originally, Song Yu should have sensed it, but now it is no longer in the system of the central court, so the sense is already weak and difficult to detect.

"Song Yong is dead? God has opened his eyes!"

Su Qingshi couldn't help but be stunned when she heard Song Yong's death, and then her clear eyes gradually turned red. Her mother, Concubine Su Guifei, asked Song Yong to give her a burial. Song Yu originally wanted to be able to slash the enemy for Su Qingshi one day, but this Song Yong actually had a short life, so he was killed.

"Alas!"

Song Yu couldn't help but sigh lightly, walked gently to Su Qingshi's side, and hugged Su Qingshi in his arms.

Underworld!

The underworld is still gloomy that has not changed for thousands of years, and the water of the Yellow Spring turns into the Yangtze River that runs through the entire world, and every drop carries the breath of soul-wearing. Countless of these ghosts struggle to escape from it.

"Didn't you find Su Guifei?"

At this time, in the Hades Palace, Pan Hao was wearing a golden official uniform, with a slender posture, and a faint momentum on his body, majestic and solemn.

"My lord, I haven't gained anything, maybe I have already fallen into the Yellow Spring and been reincarnated as an adult!"

Yang Shan took a step forward and said with a frown.

Ever since Pan Hao ordered to find the ghost of Concubine Su. The ghosts of the entire underworld have taken action, but the underworld is too vast, and the underworld is only a remote corner, with a limited jurisdiction, which is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Or it was blown away by the yin wind, and the soul was scattered!"

When Pan Hao's eyes opened and closed, divine power poured out, and the people standing below couldn't help but sink their bodies. Under duress.

"That's it!"

Pan Hao sighed. This matter is just a matter of luck, and since I didn't find it, there is no way to do it.

After half a ring, an official saw Pan Hao's face improve. Walked out.

"My lord, this is this year's list of ghosts. ”

A well-mannered official stepped forward and held a dark scroll.

"Well, as long as there is a record in the life and death book, these backups should be sealed in the zài record building! Don't ask. ”

Pan Hao glanced at it, and then stopped paying attention. In the past few years, the power of the yang world has expanded, and Yin Si has also hitched a ride. With the rapid development of the city, the area covered is getting larger and larger, and the city is gradually expanding.

Killed in the battle in Bingzhou, and there are tens of thousands of soldiers with strong evil spirits on their bodies, these are the seeds of Yin soldiers. Among them, there are excellent ones who are selected as ghosts and perform tasks in the yang world. Today's Nagashu can be regarded as Shinto prosperity.

"Whoa!"

The judge slowly stepped back and gently handed the scroll in his hand to an official in charge of the record room. Next, there are the size of Yin Si and the underworld, and Pan Hao will deal with them one by one.

Qingyu County!

"Smack!"

At this time, Pan Hao's slender white fingers held a crystal white chess piece and landed on the chessboard. Opposite Pan Hao, Xiwen, who was dressed in a white skirt, opened her big innocent eyes and was blinking in distress.

Obviously, it is not Pan Hao himself who handles official business in the underworld, but just a thought incarnation. The deity, however, is leisurely playing Go.

"Uh-huh, Brother Hao bullies people, Xiaobai, you said yes or not, you should let me take a few more steps!"

Xiwen frowned, and Qiong's nose made a nasal disdainful voice towards Pan Hao. At the same time, I didn't forget to touch the little white fox in my arms.

"Squeak!"

The little white fox's eyes were smart, his hairy legs stood up, and he grabbed and pointed at Pan Hao, with a look of disdain.

"Little girl!"

Pan Hao's face was helpless, and he did not have the slightest look of majesty in front of the believers.

Another year has passed, and now Xiwen is fifteen years old, and in order to be in the year of the ceremony, she can perform the ceremony, and she has also reached the age of marriage. And Pan Hao was also eighteen years old at this time, and he was called a dancing elephant, although he could tie his hair, but he was not as weak as a crown.

"It's the fourth year!"

Pan Hao lightly held the crystal clear chess pieces and couldn't help muttering.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Pan Hao's body seemed to be shaken by thunder, and the thirty-six petals of crystal holy white lotus entrenched in the dantian shook one after another, and at the same time, the pale golden imperial blood in Pan Hao's body was rushing.

"Xiwen, if you play with Xiaobai, I may have to break through!"

Pan Hao dropped a sentence, and he didn't see any movement, only to see the figure sitting on the stool slowly turning into nothingness, obviously leaving too fast, and even the afterimage left behind was lifelike, like a real person.

In the quiet room, Pan Hao sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, the momentum on his body became more and more vigorous, and there were violent changes in his body. In Pan Hao's body, the vertebrae were like dragons, suddenly awakening, faintly, mighty, and a long and noble breath came out.

At this time, Pan Hao's bone marrow was frantically creating pale gold imperial blood, and the imperial blood was pouring out, surging around Pan Hao's body, and finally rushing towards the direction of the dantian.

Pan Hao dantian, the true qi of the dantian turned into the lake, a four-grade holy lotus exuded a brilliant holy light, rooted here, only to see this holy lotus bloom thirty-six petals, crystal flawless, pure holy gas. In the center of the Holy Lotus, a brilliant white pill stood quietly, like a bright moon.

However, the rushing light gold emperor's blood poured into the flawless and holy holy lotus, and I saw that the originally pure white lotus flower turned into a pale gold color in an instant, and even rendered the white pill.

"What's going on?"

Pan Hao was stunned, but he vaguely knew that these changes were beneficial and harmless to him. Pan Hao was frantically mobilizing the surrounding heaven and earth aura into his body, and the aura was transformed into true qi at an extremely fast speed, and then poured into the white pill together with the imperial blood.

Gradually, the white pill changed, from bright white to pale gold, and on the white pill, a trace of mysterious and ancient runes appeared.

"This, this is Jindan?"

Pan Hao couldn't help but be stunned, after the true qi broke through with the Divine Dao, the white pill was not transformed into the golden pill, and he thought that this was because of the true solution of the white lotus, but it turned out that it was not, but the time to break through had not come, and the blood veins in the body were accumulating strength and transforming into the energy supplied by the golden pill.

In the quiet room, the aura condensed into water, which firmly wrapped Pan Hao's whole person and formed a circular water ball, providing Pan Hao with enough aura. (To be continued......)