The first cause of all realms

Chapter 846 Blood Hell Hell, the God of Prison Suppression!

Blood Prison Minghe Dao...

Yang Ju frowned slightly, this was an unfamiliar word he had never heard before, even in the Taoist texts he knew, it could be said to be uncommon.

Could it be a Taoist ghost like the Lord of Thunder and Lord Dragon of the North Sea?

'Could it be that the reason why Zhang Dong is hiding is related to this blood prison? '

After Qi Wensheng left, Yang Jian just let go of his cuffs, and the three-legged golden toad, who had been suffocated for several days, jumped out:
"Boy, how dare you imprison Patriarch?! Where are the treasures? If you don't hand over all those treasures, don't expect Patriarch to help you again!"

"Cuck!"

The little guy was puffing up, round and round as if about to explode.

I don't know how many years later, I smelled the breath of the baby again, but I could only watch helplessly as they were all taken away.

This is simply more painful than killing it.

However, its aura came and went quickly, Yang Jue just forced a few wisps of spiritual energy to his fingertips, and made it salivate:

"Give it to me, quick, quick!"

Snapped!
It suddenly jumped up, its tongue flicked out a distance of Zhang Xu, swallowed a few wisps of spiritual energy, and immediately jumped up and down in satisfaction.

After leaving the ancient temple, it is like a glutton who has been hungry for countless years. Any ray of spiritual energy is enough to make it madly pursue.

"give me!"

Seeing the spirit qi reappearing between Yang Jue's fingers, the little thing trembled with excitement, flicked its tongue again, but naturally missed it.

"I can give you this spiritual energy, it's just..."

Yang Jue flexed and stretched his five fingers, ejected the pounced little guy, and asked directly:

"Have you ever heard of the Blood Prison Minghe Dao?"

"Blood Prison Minghe Dao? What is that?"

The little toad jumped up and down, flicking its tongue back and forth, but couldn't grab it, and screamed angrily:
"I haven't heard of it, I haven't heard of it! The god of prison knows, what kind of blood prison is in harmony, I haven't heard of it..."

slap~
Yang Ju flicked a few wisps of spirit qi to the little toad, frowning slightly:
"The idol of the prison?"

The only thing Zhang Dong left behind was this sentence, no matter how much he thought about it, he still couldn't know what the person meant.

But with Zhang Dong's cultivation, he can be forced to the point of disappearing...

"It's too sad that you don't even know the prison gods..."

Swallowing those wisps of spiritual energy, the little toad patted his stomach in satisfaction, but sighed again:

"That's the legendary idol that suppressed the gods and prisons of the heavens! You don't know? The land under your feet,

It is said that it is one of the underworld pastures that He snatched from the hands of the gods and Buddhas..."

Yinsi Ranch!

Yang Ju's eyes darkened.

What does ranch mean, how could he not know?
Before ancient times, gods and Buddhas lived in the world, grazing various tribes, and governing the universe. Today's borderlands and three lands, together with the thousands of miles of snowfields beyond it, were the land of the gods of the underworld before ancient times.

"I don't know what blood prison Minghe Dao ancestors, but before ancient times, any sect, force, or heaven and earth with the word 'prison',
Without exception, they are all evil heretics who violated the taboo and were suppressed by the court of God! "

As he said that, the little toad suddenly came to his senses, and his cheeks puffed up again:
"Where are the treasures? Patriarch, what about so many treasures? Come again, come again..."

call!
With a flick of his sleeves, the little toad with its teeth and claws retracted into the cuffs, Yang Jue paced back and forth in thought.

"Blood Prison, Blood Prison..."

Silently practiced the eight or nine profound arts, but did not find anything unusual, so Yang Qiu could only temporarily press down and sit in front of the desk.

During the year he went out, the transfer and promotion of officials in various states, as well as the life and death of prisoners in various places in the territory and other files that could not be judged by others piled up here, as high as half a person.

Compared with Wanlong and Jiangnan, the Northwest Taoist population is not very prosperous, but there are tens of millions of people in the 29 prefectures of the three prefectures.

In addition, in recent years, there have been so many things involved in accepting victims of disasters and building cities in the Northwest Road that it is no longer possible for him to be a hand-off shopkeeper.

Although his life and death are in his hands, and he doesn't care if the power is left behind, but in the end he dares to give it, and no one dares to accept it...

However, holding the book of life and death and the list in hand, he only needs to scan at will, and make a decision corresponding to his deeds and fate.

But one day and one night, when the sky was about to light up the next day, he had already reviewed all the files that had been accumulated for more than a year.

"call!"

With a sigh of relief, Yang Ju got up, opened the door and walked out.

……

……

"It's a good sleep, comfortable!"

In a small guest room, Jiang Xiazi, who had slept soundly for a day and two nights, stretched comfortably.

Going out of customs this time is really the worst choice he has made in his life. Flying with a dragon, it seems domineering, but in fact it is miserable.

Especially, it takes eight or nine months to fly...

After waking up from this sleep, Jiang Xiazi felt that he was alive again, but the smile on his face froze in the next moment.

Wisps of white smoke rose from his wrist, entangled and merged in front of his eyes, like a mirror, changing from blurred to clear.

"Tracing the source mirror?! I don't know which fellow Taoist is willing to contact Jiang at such a high price?"

Seeing the mirror made of intertwined white mist, Jiang Xiazi was startled.

The traceability mirror is a kind of secret treasure that ranks in the forefront of the Wanfa Building and Xiaogong exchange list. It is said that as long as you take a breath of people, you can communicate with each other for a short time.

But this mirror is extremely expensive, at least tens of thousands of small skills are needed, this price is worth more than ten of him!
"it's me!"

A calm and indifferent voice came out.

"Lord Jiutian?!"

Looking at the seemingly invisible figure in white in the mirror, Jiang Xiazi's pupils constricted violently, his heart almost stopped suddenly, and he was greatly frightened.

Pfft!
Without any hesitation, he knelt down on both knees, stretched his palms forward, and made a salute close to the ground:
"Jiang Xiazi, a disciple of the Yushan sect, kowtows to Lord Jiutian! I don't know when His Excellency is coming, but what orders do you have?"

The man in the mirror, known as Jiutian, is said to be the earliest group of walkers in Wanfalou.

And he knew better that his full name is 'Nine Heavens Killing the Great Master', and he is a great figure in the legends of the Longquan world!

Legend has it that the old antique who once practiced with Emperor Longquan...

"When the Wanfalou received and guided the walker, I sensed the aura of 'Blood Prison Minghe Dao'..."

Without any nonsense, the man in white ordered:
"Find out the whereabouts of those monsters and report to me, I promise you a great contribution!"

"A great achievement?! Blood Prison Minghe Dao?!"

Jiang Xiazi's pupils trembled, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

The preciousness of great achievements is unimaginable to non-Wanfalou practitioners. In fact, one great achievement can be exchanged for a pill that prolongs life for a hundred years, kills gods, and even, a magic weapon!

It's just that this task...

In the world of Longquan, for more than [-] years since the change of heaven, the three sects of Immortal Dao, the two sects of Buddhism, the five sects of Demon Dao, and the seven sects of Demon Dao have jointly controlled the power in the world.

Except when the emperor was alive, almost no sect could shake his status, not even the emperor's sect.

The Blood Prison is in harmony with the Dao, but it was once an exception.

According to legend, it is a sect that is older than the three sects of Immortal Dao and the second sect of Buddhism. Originally, the lineage was about to be broken.

Unexpectedly, ten thousand years ago, when the great emperor was enthroned, an Unrivaled Demon King was born in his gate...

What exactly happened, he had to know, that period of time had long been obliterated, but after that, the Blood Prison Minghe Dao was the only sect that was regarded as a deadly enemy by the sects all over the world...

"Lord Jiutian..."

Jiang Xiazi's face turned pale, and he wanted to refuse, but the tracing mirror in front of him had long since disappeared, and even the wisps of white air had disappeared into his wrist again.

"Now, the trouble is big..."

Suddenly, the muttering stopped abruptly, Jiang Xiazi's face trembled wildly, his fine hair and hair stood on end.

His eyes were blindfolded:
"Guess who I am?"

"..."

Hearing the childish voice that seemed to be a bit immature, Jiang Xiazi's heart was a little better, and he asked tentatively:
"Little brother, did you hear anything?"

When he asked this question, he almost laughed himself. He was so nervous that he didn't realize when such a little guy came in.

But he forgot that he was using a Taoist text that was extremely awkward for this world...

"No."

Hearing that crisp answer, Jiang Xiazi completely relaxed, as he really thought too much.

But immediately he heard the childish voice chattering endlessly behind him, making his hair stand on end:

"What are you talking about, Lord Nine Heavens, Blood Prison Minghe Dao, and one great achievement..."

The stumbling Tong Yin actually recounted all the words he said before vividly,
And they are so lifelike, their voices are all exactly the same!
"you!"

Jiang Xiazi's expression changed suddenly, he grabbed the little hand in front of him, and was about to turn around.

But in the next moment, a scene that horrified him happened.

His grab failed to shake those little hands, but seemed to touch something, causing those little hands to exert force suddenly.

"I?!!!"

Hearing a 'click', Jiang Xiazi's expression froze on his face, and his head was twisted a full circle and a half!

It was also at this moment that he saw the fleeing figure, who seemed to be a little boy who looked like he was only three or four years old, and who seemed to be frightened and screamed.

He seemed to be extremely scared, and his voice was full of loud cries:

"Father, mother, sister-in-law, dog, help me! I accidentally twisted someone's head off..."

'I &*...￥*&! ! ! '

……

……

Ka Ka Ka ~
There were bursts of teeth-stinging bones rubbing against each other, under the watchful eyes of many worried and restless people.

Jiang Xiazi's head, which was almost twisted off, slowly returned to its original position.

"Drive away!"

Hugging the little guy who was stuck in his arms together, Qin Si said a word silently in his heart, dispelling the dead air that was entrenched in the corpse.

"I'll take care of you later!"

Glaring fiercely at the bewildered little guy, Yang Yu silently carried the seal of suppressing evil, and slapped Jiang Xiazi, who was the only one beside him, with a tearless face, towards his own body:

"go with!"

hum!
A bright light seemed to explode before his eyes, dispelling the sticky darkness.

"call!"

Jiang Xiazi sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, his whole body was covered in cold sweat which was greatly stimulated.

"Many, thank you, my lord..."

Jiang Xiazi panted heavily, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the timid little baby, who looked like he was about to cry at any moment, his face was even uglier than crying.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, he died...

　Good night, everyone... It must be overdone, um, within a week, I should be able to finish writing this volume, and then...

　
(End of this chapter)