This Konoha is too cautious

In fact, Akimichi Naqian also sighed in his heart.

It turns out that the only thing about him that is not as good as Tao Di Da Lang is his courage.

It was because he couldn't bear to see those souls that were blown up alive that Taodi Dalang seized this opportunity.

Use metal materials to pretend to be Xuanpin Mingjing, set traps, and also use provocation techniques.

Only Taochi Dalang, who has worked with Akimichi Mingqian for decades, knows that he does things without thinking after being provoked.

It was very easy to use a piece of metal to disguise it as a Xuanpin Mingjing, and then accused him of hiding the Mingjing secretly.

"Taking down the boss Song, Qiu Daomingqian, you successfully proved your case and cleared away the grievances! But because you escaped privately, your qualifications for promotion to the fried rice server are revoked."

"In ten years, if there are no more troubles, I will promote you to the position of Fried Rice Server!"

After the master of the sanctuary next door to Miaomu Mountain finished speaking, he turned and left, as if he had lost face in his surprised reaction to the disappearance of the Mingjing and was in a hurry to leave this place.

The notarized verdict of the Lord of the Fifth Myoboku Sanctuary has won the respect of all the oil pot Myoboku Mountain neighbors, including Akimichi Mingqian.

After all, the lord of the sanctuary next door to Mt. Myoboku, who originally had the power of life and death, didn't need to waste time watching Akimichi Naichi's tricks.

In the case of the eldest son, Song, the lord of the sanctuary next door to Miaomu Mountain fully displayed his power of life and death.

The boss, Song, didn't even have a chance to defend himself, before his soul was knocked out and thrown into a prison well.

An empty undead body was left behind, kicked aside.

everything is over.

Everything will be a new beginning.

"Huh, people who have never experienced the emotions of being redressed, surviving a catastrophe, getting a blessing in disguise, all mixed together, have no idea what it feels like!"

Akimichi Naqian respectfully watched the departure of the master of the sanctuary next to Miaomu Mountain. If he were not the master of this sanctuary, then he would have been doomed.

In this way, the system will be in vain.

Seeing the people around him casting congratulatory glances at him, he discovered that karma in the workplace was very important.

If it weren't for these undead souls silently supporting him and not adding insult to injury.

Then the owner of the sanctuary next door to Miaomu Mountain could not give him this opportunity to prove his innocence.

However, although the two fried rice waiters congratulated him on their faces, their eyes contained a hint of murderous intent, which was deeply hidden.

Although Akimichi Mingqian is weak in strength.

But these years were not in vain. After finding out, he calmly smiled and socialized.

It wasn't until all the undead souls were in their respective places that Akimichi Mingqian breathed a sigh of relief. The Lord of the Sanctuary gave him a half-day leave, and he was going to bask in the blue sun of the Netherworld and replenish his dried souls.

In the past 30 years, his body has never rested for a while, and now it can finally take a breath.

5

In fact, Akimichi Mingqian was able to get rid of his grievances, and he had to thank one person.

A high school chemistry teacher in his previous life.

If you don't understand some simple chemical principles, you won't know where you are.

The underworld is also a sea, and thunder often occurs.

Electrolysis of chloride in seawater produces magnesium metal.

On the coast of the Hades Sea, metal blocks that can emit light can be seen everywhere. Most of them are magnesium metal mixed with soil.

Only metal magnesium with a slightly matte color can be used to disguise itself as a Xuanpin Mingjing, and it can only be a Xuanpin Mingjing.

If it is pornographic, it is not enough to slander Qiu Mingqian.

As for the Earth-grade Mingjing, the fifth oil pot cannot be born. Only the second and third oil pots can give birth to the Earth-grade Mingjing.

When magnesium metal is heated, a chemical reaction occurs, turning it into magnesium oxide and hydrogen gas.

Magnesium oxide is a white powder that turns into white smoke when combined with hydrogen. At that time, Akimichi Nasen's hand protection was as high as several hundred degrees.

The metal magnesium was heated and disappeared, just like Akimichi Naqian did when he took the Mingjing. He held it in his hand and opened his palm, and the Mingjing disappeared out of thin air.

I can't find it anywhere.

The undead do not understand science.

Even after knowing that there are metal magnesium similar to Xuanpin Mingjing everywhere on the edge of Minghai.

But there is no powerful power contained in the underworld crystal.

It can be explained as soon as you get it, no one uses it as a ghost crystal.

As for why the boss Song knew the role of magnesium metal.

Akimichi Naqen is also very curious.

Could it be that the boss Song is also a time traveler?

Watching the boss Song being thrown into the prison well, waiting to be exploded, I asked him when I had the opportunity.

Akimichi Mingqian's cultivation level is underground and his soul is very small. After basking in the blue sun for more than half an hour, he completely returned to his normal form.

Now, he was going to see what the effect of the golden soup rewarded by the system was like, and headed to the oil pan next to Miaomu Mountain.

"This is so cool. I have become the charterer of the frying pan next door to Miaomu Mountain!" Standing on the frying table, Akimichi Naqian smiled as if he had won 500 billion.

He put the system's Blood Prison Golden Soup into the oil pan next to Miaomu Mountain according to the system's instructions.

The oil pan next door to Miaomu Mountain, which originally could only put living beings, did not isolate the Blood Hell Golden Soup. It was poured into the boiling oil like a glass of water.

Watch the golden liquid surging in the oil pan.

Akimichi Mingqian's heart began to slowly calm down.

If this continues, one soul will be fried every time in the oil pan.

He can automatically get a cultivation pill, even if he is not working, he can still get a cultivation pill.

It is equivalent to privatizing the oil pan next door to Miaomu Mountain, just like a charterer, just sit back and wait for rewards!

This is simply pie in the sky falling, and it keeps falling.

Just now, when he was reenacting the case, after he exploded a soul, and when he saw that the sinful soul was about to die, and when the Ming Crystal was born, the system rewarded him with a cultivation pill.

Although it is the lowest quality Huangpin Mingjing.

In my memory, he has had many explosions in the past 30 years.

Suddenly, Akimichi Naqian found that there was a cold voice in his mind, and his spirit was a little dazed. There was a special message that melted into his soul.

"Is this a sin map?"

On the sin map, the sins of the soul are recorded.

When a person dies, his soul comes out, evil arises from his heart, and his hidden soul is immortal.

Good thoughts go to heaven, evil thoughts go to earth.

The boiling oil soup washes away the sinful spirit.

Akimichi Naqen's vision began to become blurry, as if he had experienced the sin of the soul that had just exploded.

Through the Sin Ming Diagram, he found out what sins his soul that exploded just now had.

"Get rich, this old man is so stupid!"

The sin of the soul lies in one word: deception.

He set up a trap to deceive the old man, took advantage of people's greed, lured him with small profits, and gradually defrauded the old man of all his belongings.

Moreover, after defrauding money, this soul did not stop.

Let him defraud his young grandson by returning the money.

In the end, the grandson was trafficked, the family's cries, and the mother's self-mutilation made the old man wake up and committed suicide out of guilt. A complete family suddenly fell apart.

.....

Just like the movie that Madara was playing, Akimichi Naqian felt the sympathy just now and could go feed the dog.

The sins of the soul that was fried in oil are all recorded on the map of sin and underworld.

Human nature is irreversible, and the sins of life will be blamed!

After Qiudao became famous as Qianhuangshen, he extracted the only cultivation pill from the Sin Ming Diagram, and found that there was an extra pill in his hand.

I took it without thinking.

The soul suddenly felt clear and clear, and its cultivation level had also increased a lot, and it was only a thin line away from the first-grade underworld master.

Moreover, this undead body has also recovered some vitality, and the presence of the heart can be felt.

Although there was no beating, it seemed that there was some pain.

Only people can feel pain and miss this pain very much.

Akimichi Mingqian was a human in his previous life, so of course he wanted to become a human again, instead of the walking dead like he is now.

However, in the underworld of death, living creatures are food for the dead!

Reincarnation from death is both a blessing and a curse for Akimichi Mingqian.

"By exploding sinful souls, you can get cultivation pills! But you have to explode the underworld crystals to get better rewards!"

Akimichi Mingqian carefully studied the skill reward he had just obtained.

Swallowing the underworld!

Over the years, the original number of Nether Crystals that were exploded was not only [-], but also [-].

But now it's Akimichi Mingqian's turn and he just exploded a Xuanpin Mingjing and got the skills he had always dreamed of.

"This is a method of cultivating the ubiquitous dark energy in the underworld of death!" In Qiu Daomingqian's mind, he saw a reward appearing on the reverse side of the first recorded sin on the Sin Underworld Map.

In memory, Akimichi Mingqian's lifelong pursuit was to become a fried rice waiter and get the opportunity to practice the art of swallowing the underworld.

Only by cultivating the art of swallowing the underworld can one become a supreme being in the world of the dead.

Ming is the only cultivator that exists in the dead underworld.

From one to nine.

The strength also goes from low to high.

Under the third rank, he is a teacher.

Below the sixth rank, he is a general.

Above the seventh rank, they are divided into commander, king and emperor.

The Lord of the Dead Underworld is the Ninth Grade Underworld Emperor!

The Lord of the Holy Domain next to Miaomu Mountain, who could control his life and death, was only a third-grade underworld master.

And now Qiudao is famous, but his cultivation level is not yet at the first level.

The road to death and growth is long and arduous!

Akimichi Mingqian continued to go back and forth to the prison well, escorting the sinful souls, and continued to explode.

For him, this is just the beginning.

At present, the most important thing is to upgrade your cultivation to a first-grade underworld master, so that you can step down from the three thousand oil pot apprentices and 9000 million death underworld officials.

But in front of him, there were nearly a million underworld masters, waiting for him to squeeze in.

Akimichi Mingqian had the Sin Ming Diagram, but all he lacked was time.

He was doing two things at once, repeatedly blasting sinful souls while swallowing the ubiquitous dark energy.

Although the underworld energy here was very weak, he felt very comfortable inhaling it.

I feel like I'm drunk, my whole body feels light, everything I look at is pleasing to the eye, and even my hands and feet move much more smoothly.

I can also ignore those desperate screams.

6

Akimichi Mingqian went from the prison well, to the explosion platform, and then to the explosion of the underworld crystal. This one-way trip originally took about 10 minutes.

The round trip takes 15 minutes.

Now, with the improvement of cultivation and confidence, a round trip only takes 10 minutes, and the efficiency has increased by 33%.

At the end of the day, looking at the number of cultivation pills on the Sin Ming Diagram, he smiled like a billionaire.

The fifth statue is the oil pan next to Mt. Miaomu.

Although the number of underworld crystals that can be born in one day cannot be determined, it is still very large.

Not only Akimichi Mingqian is working hard to create and explode sinful souls, but also other apprentices. The souls in the prison well are so many, and it is impossible to lose even a few hundred meters.

Akimichi Mingqian had just worked hard for a day and was so tired that he was almost paralyzed. He only exploded two Huangpin Mingjing.

However, there are nearly ten cultivation pills on his sin map, which represents his daily income after privatizing the oil pan.

The efforts of other apprentices all become his rewards.

Akimichi Mingqian looked at the cultivation pill pills with fiery eyes, extracted several pills, and swallowed them all in one gulp.

"Phew, the life and death of lying down has finally arrived! As long as you survive carefully for a period of time, you will definitely become stronger and even be able to be a new person."

Akimichi Mingqian felt a powerful force flowing in his soul. Needless to say, with the help of cultivation pills, he broke through and became a noble underworld master.

Although it is only in the underworld and is the lowest existence, it is still enough to be proud of thousands of oil pan apprentices.

Moreover, there are still a few cultivation pills left, which are enough to stabilize his foundation.

However, the cell vitality in the heart also began to become active, which made Akimichi Naqian a little worried.

Although there are no living beings in the underworld of death.

But if the strength of this creature is too weak, it will definitely be eaten by endless undead spirits.

After all, flesh and blood is a delicacy for the undead, the only taste that can be tasted.

Akimichi Naqian carefully searched the memory in his soul.

"Alas, only those who have reached the fifth level of Underworld General are qualified to survive in the world of the dead."

"Besides, you are just qualified. If you want to live freely, you must at least become the Underworld Commander."

Thinking of the Death Underworld, the eighth-grade Pluto King and the ninth-grade Pluto Emperor only exist in legends and have not appeared in the world for hundreds of years.

In Akimichi Mingqian's knowledge, in the entire Death Underworld, the talker next door to Jiuzhong Miaomu Mountain is the seventh-grade Underworld Commander.

He set a goal, he must reach the seventh level of cultivation in the next door to Miaomu Mountain in the oil pan before going out.

"Akimichi Naqian, you are lazy!" Akimichi Naqian was standing on the corridor next to Miaomu Mountain, resting and thinking for a while, when he heard an unhappy voice from behind him.

"Master Qin Fried Rice, I'm just taking a short break. I've been working hard for twelve hours!"

Akimichi Mingqian bowed slightly and said, in the death underworld, the apprentice's working time, apart from basking in the sun and replenishing his soul power, is almost a whole day without stopping.

"Haha, Qiudao Mingqian, you are blessed with great fortune, but you cannot take it lightly. Remember, don't be caught. You escaped by chance this time, but at tomorrow's moon festival, don't be careful and fall into the frying pan. Here, it starts in half an hour."

The man who served Qin Fried Rice reminded Akimichi Mingqian in a weird way, and then left with a smile, as if he really cared about him.

Akimichi Mingqian watched the man Qin Fried Rice, who was dressed in black robe and whose front and back were difficult to distinguish, slowly leaving, with a hint of nervousness on his face.

Moon Festival is a terrible day.

This day of the month is the day with the highest probability of birthing underworld crystals. The Lord of the Sanctuary will definitely give an order to increase the efficiency of production and explosion several times.

Each oil pan can normally fry thousands of sinful souls in a day, but on this day, at least [-] souls will be fried in it.

On the day of the moon festival, there will also be a blowout in the prison well.

The dangers of moon festivals do not come from high-intensity work.