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On the Naihe Bridge.

Chen Feng stood tall with his hands behind his back, revealing the majesty of an emperor.

The old woman walked slowly to the bridge and bowed.

"Meng Po greets His Majesty the Emperor."

Chen Feng said nothing, just looked at her silently.

The old woman slowly raised her head, looked at Chen Feng and asked softly, "What orders does the Emperor have for me?"

"Restore your original appearance."

Chen Feng said lightly.

The old woman was slightly stunned.

Not sure why.

But the Emperor had given the order, and she had to obey.

Then, she slammed the cane in her hand to the ground, a puff of black smoke rose up, and the hunchbacked old woman's figure instantly turned into a stunning young girl.

Wearing black clothes and black skirt.

She has a beautiful appearance, and is cool and unworldly.

Especially between her eyebrows, there was a very strange aura lingering.

The smell is very ancient.

As if it has existed since time immemorial.

Chen Feng looked at her appearance carefully and imprinted her image in his heart.

If I have the chance to return to the modern era, I should be able to find her easily.

Meng Po returned to her original appearance and bowed to Chen Feng: "What is the meaning of the emperor letting me return to my original appearance?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to see what you look like?"

Meng Po was slightly startled.

what does this mean?

Chen Feng suddenly asked: "Have you ever drunk Meng Po soup yourself?"

Meng Po blinked, then nodded slowly: "I have drunk it."

"So, you have also forgotten your origins?"

"Yes."

"Is there any way to restore memory?"

Madam Meng: "..."

It’s weird.

Why does this emperor suddenly care so much about his own affairs?

In the past, Meng Po was not in harmony with all the ghosts and fairies in the underworld.

For thousands of years, she has been guarding the Naihe Bridge alone, all by herself from beginning to end.

There were almost no ghost fairies coming later.

Everyone thinks she is cold, arrogant, and difficult to approach.

So, Meng Po is very lonely.

She herself also found it strange, but her disgust for the fairies seemed to be in her bones and she couldn't control it at all.

Later, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva moved into the underworld.

Although Meng Po never communicated with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, because Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's colorful lotus platform was closest to the Naihe Bridge, Meng Po could listen to the Bodhisattva's lectures every day.

After a long time, I gradually understood the Buddhist teachings.

Today's Meng Po is equivalent to practicing both Buddhism and Taoism.

It’s actually very strong.

She just didn't realize it herself.

This time, the King of Fengdu returned to the underworld, and his series of actions shocked all the ghosts and immortals.

Even brought back ancient genitals.

Meng Po was also surprised by these things.

But only surprise.

She was like a decoration that had nothing to do with her. She didn't care about these fights at all. She just guarded her Mengpo Pavilion, made her Mengpo soup, and completed her job.

Unexpectedly, the King of Fengdu actually came to talk to him in person.

For the first time ever.

Meng Po was surprised, but she still said honestly: "Replying to the Emperor, there is indeed a way to cure Meng Po soup. But the conditions are harsh and it is almost impossible to do it."

"What conditions?"

Meng Po looked up at Chen Feng and said word by word: "We need the legendary ancient Yin device 'Fengdu Purgatory Furnace'."

Chen Feng was stunned.

Oh!

Need this stuff.

No wonder then.

For her, the conditions were indeed harsh.

Chen Feng casually asked: "If there is a Fengdu Purgatory Furnace, can Mengpo Soup solve it?"

"Correct."

"How to solve it?"

Meng Po looked at Chen Feng strangely, and felt that he was very strange, so she simply explained: "The Meng Po soup made by the fairy is divided into three types."

"The first type is made by taking a person's soul and boiling it with a plant of soul-returning grass from the Yang world."

"The second kind is made from eight kinds of herbs, which are one drop of fresh tears, two cents of old tears, three parts of bitter tears, a west cup of regretful tears, five inches of lovesick tears, six cups of sick tears, seven feet of separation tears, and the eighth kind is... a drop of sad tears from Xiaoxian."

"The third method is relatively simple. Take a bowl of river water from under the Naihe Bridge, add two forget-me-nots and three roses and you can make it."

"The above three kinds of Mengpo soup are respectively for the living beings in the three realms."

"The first is the Meng Po Soup from the underworld, which is for ghosts and immortals to drink. The second is the Meng Po Soup from the immortal world, which is the most difficult to make and is for immortals and Buddhas to drink. The third is the simplest and is for mortals to drink."

"The one Xiaoxian drank should be the first one."

"It's easy to solve it. I have the antidote recipe in my memory. If I have the Fengdu Purgatory Furnace, I can make the antidote myself."

Chen Feng nodded after listening: "Do you want to get your memory back?"

"Do not want to."

Meng Po denied it without hesitation: "Xiao Xian chose to drink Meng Po soup, there must be a reason. So, it is better to maintain the status quo than to retrieve the memory."

"it is good."

Chen Feng turned around and said calmly: "Meng Po, if you ever figure it out and want to get your memory back, come find me. The Fengdu Purgatory Furnace is here with me. It can be used at any time."

After saying this, his figure flashed with black light and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Meng Po was stunned.

Is the Fengdu Hell Furnace with him?

This emperor came back this time with so many ancient Yin instruments?

The point is, why did he mention recovering his memory?

really weird!

Meng Po fell into confusion.

This was the first time in thousands of years that someone mentioned her past memories to her.

My heart was somewhat touched.

Just like this, Meng Po stood at the head of the Naihe Bridge and was in a daze for a while.

……

Return to Senluo Hall.

Chen Feng is full of passion.

Originally, he shouldn't have done these things.

Because the more complicated the situation is, the lower his chances of returning to modern times will be.

However, once he took on the role of Emperor Fengdu, Chen Feng possessed all of Emperor Fengdu's memories and temperament.

This always made him feel unhappy.

Why are you unhappy?

Because they were jointly suppressed by Heaven and Lingshan.

The original Lord of the Underworld was forced to retreat to the Netherworld.

Why?

With the joint efforts of the heaven and the Buddhist world, the underworld actually became a vassal of heaven.

Even the underworld has no say over people’s reincarnation and life.

Do we have to report to the Heavenly Court when something happens?

Fuck you!

He, the Jade Emperor, is just so-so. In terms of cultivation alone, Chen Feng, the King of Fengdu, has already reached the level of the ancestor of ghosts and immortals, which is only higher than him.

Now he even has the ten ancient Yin instruments in his hands.

As long as I don't go out, what does it matter if Yuanshi Tianzun comes to this underworld?

Still not afraid of him.

So, be independent!

Take advantage of this opportunity to make the underworld independent.

With the blessing of the Yin-Yang Fish Drum, the combat effectiveness of almost all ghost cultivators is infinitely increased, and they are not afraid of the heavenly soldiers and generals or the Arhats of Lingshan.

However, Chen Feng had a hunch.

I'm afraid the first ones to cause trouble would not be the immortals in heaven, but the Buddha of Lingshan.

I have completely ruined Tathagata's plan of journeying to the West, it would be strange if he didn't come to cause trouble.

I guess all the immortals in heaven are secretly happy.

Chen Feng didn't know what means Tathagata used to make the Jade Emperor and Taishang Laojun compromise his plan to travel to the West.

This kind of thing actually harms others and does not benefit yourself.

Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, these Taoist gods all became Buddhas in the end and were poached alive.

He also had to help Tathagata arrange various disasters on the journey to the West.

In the end, all the credit goes to Lingshan.

When the true scriptures spread to Jambudvīpa, the number of believers gradually increased, and when the whole nation believed in Buddhism, the Taoist gods would gradually be marginalized.

Without believers, the power is greatly reduced.

What do you mean?

Is the Jade Emperor a fool?

Chen Feng couldn't figure it out.

But I know there must be a reason behind this.

Now, the journey to the West has been completely disrupted by myself. Perhaps those big guys in the heaven are also laughing at this moment?

Chen Feng doesn't care.

If Tathagata wants to come, let him come.

See which is bigger, his palm or his own underworld.