Eternal Tranquility

The Wangchuan River connects the two realms of Yin and Yang. It is calm all year round. The flowers on the other side of the river are in full bloom, blooming undefeated regardless of season. A big black-feathered crow flew out from the flowers, flew across the river, and landed on a stone tablet at the head of Naihe Bridge. It combed its feathers and occasionally flapped its wings to drive the wandering souls back to the team. .

Due to the war in the human world, the underworld has been almost overcrowded in recent years, so that the souls of the dead have lined up in a long line in front of Naihe Bridge, waiting to drink their own bowl of Meng Po soup.

The will-o'-the-wisps are everywhere, and according to the boundary between life and death, all karma and grudges must be calculated from scratch.

Suddenly, not far from the Naihe Bridge, large waves of black gas emerged from the open space by the river, and the space formed a vortex and began to collapse inward...

The black crow standing on the stone tablet trembled all over, its lifeless eyes widened, and it immediately croaked and shouted a warning.

The ghost officers who were busy maintaining order in the team of dead souls turned their heads and saw that the vortex of black air had collapsed into a black hole. They all felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy and ran towards this direction holding ghost exorcism sticks or soul seduction chains.

However, before they could arrive, the black hole suddenly shrank and spit out a person.

So when Liu Qinghuan got up from the ground, what greeted him was his former colleagues rushing towards him fiercely, and a big crow flew above his head, making an unpleasant croaking sound and slapping him in the face.

"Wait a minute, it's me!" Liu Qinghuan shouted, but no one listened to him. A ghost surnamed Fan, who had drank wine, gambled with him, and lost everything, rushed to the front. He also shouted:

"Where did this lonely ghost come from? He dares to break into the underworld without permission, brothers! Let me arrest him!"

Liu Qinghuan's face turned dark. He turned his left hand and raised a high-necked, big-bellied copper wine pot with a gluttonous pattern!

A certain ghost named Fan suddenly stopped his feet, grabbed the wine bottle, smelled it, then waved his hand behind him with a smile: "Don't do anything, don't do anything, this is one of our own!"

After speaking, he patted Liu Qinghuan on the shoulder: "Good brother, I know you are thinking of me and remember to bring me wine!"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him sideways: "A lonely wild ghost, trespassing into the underworld?"

"Hahahaha, didn't you recognize it for a moment?" Fan Guicha laughed and said: "Who told you not to follow the right path, but you had to sneak out and escape without drilling a hole... No! How did you drill the hole? A big hole appeared in the underworld barrier. A loophole?"

He stared, looking like he was going to accuse someone.

Liu Qinghuan could only shake the Hades Seal in his right hand towards him and wink: "It's a long story, I'll tell you in detail later."

When Fan Guicha saw the underworld seal, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Okay, you haven't been back for a long time. Let's talk slowly after we enter the city."

When he turned around, he saw a bunch of ghosts standing around him in a circle. He couldn't help but cursed in disgust: "The dead souls are running around over there. Why are you still hanging around here? They are all gone! And you, damn it." Stop fanning, your bird feathers are everywhere!”

The black crow screamed in dissatisfaction and slapped Fan Guicha hard before Shi Shiran flew away, but the other ghosts smiled and refused to leave.

"Boss, you can't eat alone. Everyone has seen the wine Brother Liu brought. Shouldn't everyone who sees it have a share?"

"Gungungun, you have a beautiful idea!" Fan Guichai made a vicious move to chase the people away, but it had no effect. In the end, even the wine bottle was snatched away, so he had no choice but to wave his fists a few times.

A group of people were playing around, Liu Qinghuan smiled, but finally felt real.

I have escaped from the collapsed silver illegally!

When he entered the passage opened by the Hades Seal, he looked back for the last time: the rolling silver sea, the exploding and sinking Fang Island, the thunder of the God of Punishment that kept falling, and the demons running around in panic.

And the heart-stopping mana fluctuations that seemed to come from the void or another dimension...

I don’t know what is the current situation of Wen Buhan and Zuixianren, whether they can escape, whether those demon gods have successfully escaped by opening the star gate, and how many other demons can survive.

The only thing that is certain is that after this battle between gods and demons, Yinfa is destined to be destroyed and collapsed.

"Come on, let's go into the city!" After finally getting rid of the others, Fan Guichai hurriedly greeted him.

Liu Qinghuan put away her messy thoughts and glanced at Po Meng who was busy making soup on Naihe Bridge.

"Mother-in-law, thank you for your help before!"

He stepped forward and bowed respectfully, but Po Meng only glanced sideways: "Just don't blame me for being nosy."

Liu Qing smiled and said: "How could..."

"What!" Fan Guicha next to him exclaimed: "My mother-in-law left suddenly just to help you kid? Wow, I finally caught the culprit. It was because of you that the soul of the dead was stuck at the bridge for a long time. Can’t cross the bridge!”

"This..." Liu Qinghuan was stunned.

"I know it's blocked, but you two are still standing here blocking the way!" At this time, Po Meng said angrily: "Do you want to drink a bowl of soup made by me? Come on!"

Fan Guicha was so frightened that he ran away, and even pulled Liu Qinghuan with him: "Let's go, let's go, the old godly woman wants to make people drink soup again!"

Liu Qinghuan was actually very interested in the bowl of soup, but was dragged away. He couldn't help but turned around and shouted: "Mother-in-law, leave me a bowl of soup later!"

"No way, do you really want to drink?"

"I just wanted to do some research and see what the soup was made with."

Fan Guichai looked at him with strange eyes and lowered his voice: "What happened? Why did you suddenly return to the underworld? Before, you asked Granny Meng to activate the magic of spiritual manifestation as an exception? You know, she has not left for countless thousands of years. Cross that bridge. And the print on your hand, why does it look familiar to me?"

Liu Qinghuan suddenly said: "It turns out that the magic of spiritual manifestation really exists. I wonder why my mother-in-law suddenly appeared at that time..."

The so-called spiritual magic means that the gods respond to prayers or calls from the lower world and appear. Most of them appear before the fourth immeasurable calamity. After the gods retreat, there are no gods in the world, so naturally this magic rarely reappears in the world. . Nowadays, probably only people in the underworld, like Po Meng, who are between ghosts and gods, can be brought out.

He recounted everything he encountered in the Xingqing Palace, as well as his experience of meeting Guili Shenjun. Fan Guicha was shocked when he heard Fan Guicha exclaim again and again.

"So you are coming down this time to fulfill your promise to repair the cracks in the Abi Prison space?"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head and said: "I just want to find a way this time. It's not easy to repair all the space cracks in Abi Prison. I still need one necessary spiritual material, and I'm afraid I can't finish it now."

"What spiritual material?"

Liu Qinghuan didn't hide it either: "Nine days of resting on the earth."

Fan Gui made a strange cry: "Your name is Jiutian Xirang spiritual material? Immortal material is the right one!"

He rolled his eyes and pulled him forward: "Haha, now that you're down, don't think about leaving in a hurry. Let's go see Guijun."

Liu Qinghuan said quickly: "No, I really just want to help you. Guijun is so busy, so don't bother him!"

"No! What do you think of our underworld? You can come and leave whenever you want? This time you have to fix the Abi Prison for me before you can leave!"

"Ah? Didn't I say there is no Nine Heavens Breathing Land..."

Fan Guicha looked at him as if he were a fool: "Are you stupid? Just because you don't have Jiutianxiliang in your hand, doesn't mean there isn't any in the underworld warehouse either!"

Liu Qinghuan perked up: "You mean?"

Fan Guicha said: "Now the war in the human world is endless, and the dead people have come to the underworld to report. Even Abi Prison is overcrowded. It's time to repair it. Let's go to Ghost Lord to apply for the Nine Heavens Breathing Earth , you can just fulfill your promise!”