Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, I Build Hell Town Human World

Chen Qiye walked into this teahouse.

There was no place on the first floor, but those people all looked at Shen Tu and Chen Qiye who came in.

Some practitioners were surprised when they saw Shen Tu, because Shen Tu had an extraordinary temperament and looked like a god of war, so they revealed their spiritual consciousness and wanted to investigate.

Although this is a taboo among practitioners, it is very impolite to probe other people's cultivation at will.

But there are still curious people who use this ability.

But when their spiritual consciousness penetrated, their expressions suddenly changed.

Shen Tu frowned, and immediately glanced at those people.

"His Majesty……"

Chen Qiye interrupted with a wave of his hand: "We're just passing by, so it's better not to disturb the local area."

When the waiter in the teahouse saw a guest coming, he immediately greeted him: "Guest officials, do you have a seat, and there are some high-end private rooms on the second floor."

"Invitation, may I ask where Mr. Qing is?"

Xiao Er smiled even brighter: "So it's Mister Qing's guest."

"Mr. is listening to Yuxuan on the third floor. The two of you are welcome."

Chen Qiye and Shen Tu followed Xiaoer upstairs.

After Shen Tu left, the few people who had revealed their spiritual consciousness breathed a sigh of relief, but they couldn't help trembling all over.

Just now, their spiritual consciousness had just touched Shen Tu, and before checking the opponent's realm, they found that their mana in their bodies had plummeted, and a biting breath of ice permeated their bodies.

One person looked at his hand, and it turned out that ice beads had formed.

These people got up quickly, not daring to stay here anymore.

"God man!"

"Where is the power!"

……

When Chen Qiye came to Ting Yuxuan, there were already two people waiting here.

Sitting in front of the window of Ting Yuxuan, looking at the streets and rivers outside the window, and watching the world, it is the Dragon Zun Heavenly Emperor.

The person next to him is General Qianhua.

"I love to listen to the rain. Thousands of years ago, I was the god general who adjusted the wind and rain, managed the law between the heaven and the Dragon Palace, and played the wind and rain with the Dragon King. The Emperor of Heaven gave me the name, Qinglong."

Venerable Qinglong spoke slowly.

Chen Qiye sat beside him, watching the drizzle from the sky together.

Chen Qiye didn't speak, but just watched the people coming and going downstairs.

"Does the world and the underworld also need to take care of it?" Venerable Qinglong pushed a cup of tea.

Chen Qiye took it, and gently stroked the edge of the teacup with his fingers.

The tea began to spin along Chen Qiye's fingers.

The water potential changed from clear to dark gray, and the tea leaves also changed, forming a human shape.

"Reincarnation, naturally returns to the underworld, but the human world is under the sky, it should be governed by the sky, and the heaven and the earth have given you and me functions, so it should be orderly."

Chen Qiye chuckled lightly after hearing this, and shook his head: "It's really wrong to say such nonsense between you and me."

"Do you think I'm too young?"

As soon as this remark came out, God General Qianhua clenched his fist slightly, while Shen Tu squinted his eyes, watching out for God General Qianhua's movements.

Venerable Qinglong was taken aback for a moment, and then heaved a long sigh.

He looked at Chen Qiye's face with envy.

When Chen Qiye appeared, he was astonished. He never thought that the emperor Yin, who manages thousands of Yin soldiers and countless Yin gods, is so young.

He couldn't think of a reason, and he couldn't ask.

But seeing that Chen Qiye was young, he said this.

The reason is simple, he expected that Chen Qiye also had that deep-rooted concept.

The Heavenly Court governs the Three Realms, while the Underworld only governs life and death.

But the sentence Chen Qiye replied showed his attitude.

There is no concept of who is in charge of where.

These are just myths and stereotypes.

Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Court was indeed the ruler of the Three Realms.

But it's not because he was born to be the commander of the Three Realms, but because they used to have this strength.

Now that the underworld is gaining momentum, why do they still obey the orders of the heavens?
Could it be that I have been a vassal to you once, and I will be a vassal for the rest of my life?

"How to deal with the matter of Xuanhuo Tianjiang." Venerable Qinglong said again.

"It will be returned to Heaven." Chen Qiye drank his tea.

"After the equivalent calamity is over?"

"No, after the punishment is over."

"You should know that the Buddhist sect is powerful, and now is not the time."

"Samsara's punishment cannot be changed, Buddhist sect... it can't enter this world, and I will go to them sooner or later."

Venerable Qinglong frowned: "You should know that after I ascended the throne, I took on the heavy responsibility of the heavenly court. The hell is so pressing, I have to respond."

"Then respond." Chen Qiye calmly said, "If you count the time, the Buddhist sect should have made some moves."

"Okay, the tea is over, too."

"During this last period of time, I should also take a good look at the world."

"The Underworld and the Heavenly Court still have many intersections."

"See you again..."

Chen Qiye got up and left.

In the distance, Hong Zhong of Qingping Temple penetrated thousands of miles away.

Both Chen Qiye and Emperor Longzun could hear his voice from far away in the temple.

Long Zun stopped talking.

God General Qianhua stepped forward and looked at the Emperor of Heaven: "Emperor Heaven, the underworld has crossed the border."

Long Zun sighed: "Don't move."

"When measuring the calamity here, the power of measuring the calamity surrounds the body on all three sides, and whichever side is moved will cause a catastrophe."

"However, the calamity is coming to an end, and when that happens, it will be time for the war to begin."

"Order people to quickly draw up the last list, and bring out all the details of my heavenly court."

"Hell... Buddha Sect."

After a gust of wind and rain, the two people disappeared in the teahouse.

Chen Qiye checked the merits of the underworld, and he was only a hair away from getting them together.

The underworld is not just about catching the westbound monster and you will get a lot of merit.

In normal times, tens of thousands of Yin soldiers in the underworld are dispatched to bring ghosts and dead spirits wandering in the human world back to the underworld, and judge them one by one, which will also have a small amount of merit.

Accumulated, enough for Chen Qiye to be promoted.

Just faith is not enough.

But at this very moment, when the Heavenly Court enshrined the gods, what happened to Yang He happened.

Let the world realize that the underworld can judge the relatives of the gods.

In the eyes of mortals, isn't the underworld superior to the heaven?
Heavenly Emperor Longzun came here because of this matter.

In the eyes of heaven, it is equivalent to the underworld stepping on heaven to harvest faith.

But Chen Qiye did not respond.

How come, after the calamity, I am afraid there will be another Xuanwu dispute.

……

Qingping Temple.

Jingzun Arhat sits outside the hall.

The Chitai below, that is, a large open space in front of the temple gate, is full of devout Buddhists.

There are also many practitioners, stretching from the top of the mountain temple to the bottom.

Most of the personnel arranged by Fozong in Xuanwu Continent gathered here.

Jingzun Arhat knows that the general situation is over, and the westward journey has been cut off. I don’t know how many catastrophes. Even if Tang Xuanzang went to the west, he would not be able to achieve the merits of the westward journey.

Not only that, but the Heavenly Court and the Underworld also introduced their own power to measure the calamity by traveling westward.

Fozong suffered a great loss.

This is the only way to make up for the last bit of merit.

Jingzun Arhat recovered a lot of strength and was able to display some supernatural powers.

Among them is the ability to calculate the secrets of heaven.

After a little calculation, he found that the power of measuring calamity was almost exhausted.

The Three Tribulations are coming to an end, and by that time, if the Heavenly Court and the Underworld join forces, the Buddha Sect may not have a foothold in the Xuanwu Continent.

Jingzun Arhat also knows that even if the calamity is over, the great Buddhas of the Buddhist sect will not be able to enter.

They can only rely on the forces they have arranged inside.

For this reason, he also needs to strengthen the power of the Buddhist sect.

The Hong bell rang.

Jingzun Arhat opened his eyes, and the time for chanting has arrived.