Fellow practitioners who live in this mortal world with their beauty

King Yama saw that he didn't even take a sip of the Three Treasures Tea, and secretly wondered why he couldn't appreciate such a beautiful tea.

"Brother, my eldest brother didn't treat me well, why didn't he drink the tea?"

Brother, who knows what kind of tea you used, whether the tea was taken from Huangquan, and whether the person who made the tea was Po Meng...

"Brother Ji has serious business. Let's help him collect some of the evil spirits first."

"Brother, don't worry, this tea is a millennium soul tea. It is the only good ancient product left in the underworld. As time goes by, the soul power dissipates, and this cup of good tea will be wasted."

Soul tea?

Brother, why didn’t you tell me earlier?

"That's what the elder brother said. Don't worry about cleaning up the ghosts for a while."

Sanbao picked up the teacup, picked up the lid and took a sip. His ears and eyes suddenly became clear and he felt refreshed. Wave after wave of soul power passed directly through the vortex, poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, and circled around the soul.

"Good tea! This tea is very tonic!"

The Three Treasures were overjoyed and drank it all in one gulp.

I wipe it! Such a cup of soul tea would take me at least half a day to drink, and it would also have to be stored in the soul sea for slowly refining.

"Brother, do you have any more? Have another drink!"

King Yama's mouth twitched for a while, his face full of suspicion.

"Brother, has all your tea been refined?"

"It's not bad, it's great tea! Is there any more?"

"The dissatisfied brother said that he didn't know the beauty of soul tea before and was spoiled by his elder brother. Now these two cups are the last bit of tea."

"Tsk, tsk, what a pity!"

"Brother, if you don't mind that your brother is dirty, then you can drink this cup from me!"

King Yama had a look of pain on his face and gritted his teeth.

"Oh, that's so embarrassing."

Sanbao gave in, took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp.

"Uh……"

King Yama was dumbfounded. He was so embarrassed that he swallowed the tea cup.

"Good tea! It's just not enough. Brother, let's go and clean up those ghosts and treat them as cakes."

"Pastry? Brother, do you have magic weapons stored?"

King Yama didn't believe how many souls the Three Treasures could absorb. Although the ghost messenger came back to report that he had absorbed the souls of those executed prisoners in the Qing Dynasty.

"Brother Ji, don't worry, you will know when we get there."

The two of them, it should be said that one person and one ghost, came to hell.

"Stay closer, I'm almost squeezed out by you."

"If you have the ability, come forward. Who asked you to come late? There is nothing you can do about it, so just endure it."

"Wipe! Who touched my butt?"

"You think I'm willing to touch it, but you can't see that I can't even lift my hand."

Damn...it's so crowded!

"Disciples, please come out first. The master will use the Soul Capture Jar."

"Who is your apprentice?"

"I'm sorry, Sister Piaoxiang."

"Brother, where did you get this soul confinement jar?"

"The Soul Capture Jar? I call it the Soul Capture Jar. It was snatched from the hands of the demons. Big Brother knows where they came from."

You know this very well, these are the soul confinement jars in the underworld, each can hold four to five thousand imps.

"Brother, this is a magic weapon from the underworld. It's called a soul-forbidden jar. Each of the ten kings of hell has one. Unfortunately, they were all snatched away by the Great Demon King."

"You won't be able to refine a few more?"

The corner of King Yama's mouth twitched. There is no connection between immortals and mortals. Emperor Fengdu, Emperor Dongyue, Ghost Emperor of the Five Directions, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, these superiors have all severed contact with this chaotic world. Who can I find to refine it? go.

"Brothers, let's discuss something. How about I lend you my brother's help?"

"But these three are ghosts. They can't appear in the sun after leaving the soul trap."

"That's easy to say. Brother, there are many parasols and sunshades here. You can take whatever you want."

"Qiu Huo Qiudie, you can use one for the time being and leave one free for Brother Ji."

Sanbao aimed at the gate of hell and performed the Soul Capturing Technique, and saw a stream of gray mist pouring from the hell towards the Soul Capturing Jar. The three black jars actually filled the upper two floors completely.

"Brother Ji, I'll give this to you. I'll let you know when my brother finds the soul confinement jar later."

Sanbao handed the jar to King Yama while speaking politely.

"Thank you so much, brother. You said that my brother, the King of Yama, doesn't even have a magic weapon."

The three big and small ghosts had already eagerly got into the black jar and practiced the Yin Ghost Art to refine the ghosts.

"Brother, aren't the ghosts in this hell going to be reincarnated?"

"To tell you the truth, brothers, the ghosts in hell are here waiting to be disintegrated after being convicted through the interrogation department."

"Brother, the skills I practice are somewhat special. They can absorb souls and transform them into spiritual consciousness and spiritual power. If you don't mind, the ghost brothers in hell will take care of it for you."

"Really! Thank you so much, brother," King Yama said, and took out a token engraved with burning fangs and a sharp-mouthed ghost head. "Brother, this is the pass to the gate of hell. Get these ghosts away quickly."

"Thank you, big brother. I will go back and paint a big palace for you right now, so that there will be no place for ghosts to live."

"Wait a minute, this is a ghost talisman for communication between the underworld and the mortal world. If you input your spiritual power and speak to the ghost talisman, your brother will receive it."

The Three Treasures recited silently in their hearts and went back, their ears buzzed again, and they disappeared from the presence of King Yama.

"Haha, I have guessed a long time ago that those who can use spiritual power to recite the Sutra to Save People must be extraordinary. As expected, I won the bet and got this help!"

King Yama laughed heartily and rode the mist back, waiting for the Three Treasures to burn the palace.

"Jin'er, how many days do I have this time?"

"Ah, your seclusion is over. It's only been two hours now?"

"Uh... Why do I feel like a day has passed almost by? It used to feel like half a day passed, but it lasted ten days and a half. Now it feels like a day has passed, and it's less than two hours?"

"Well, two hours! Sanbao, what spell did you master this time?"

"Hehe, this Taoist master is going to have tea with King Yama this time."

"Tsk, there's no proper shape, don't talk about knocking me down!"

"Really, have you seen these two tokens? This one leads directly to the Palace of Yama, and this one leads directly to hell."

"Real or fake, let me try!"

"No, you haven't cultivated your soul body yet, how can you get in?"

"Then tell me about the things in the underworld. Have you seen Po Meng? There are also those bull-headed and horse-faced judges of Hell. What do they look like?"

"Oh, the underworld is so poor. Once you go there, you don't want to go back."

Sanbao told Su Jin about the underworld in detail.

"I didn't expect that the chaos of that war even caused disaster to the underworld. Now that you have enough death energy, you have to speed up your cultivation."

"It shouldn't be a problem to refine half a can in a day. I'll be working hard on you these days."

"Only when you become stronger can you better protect your sister. This is what you said."

"Isn't it true that senior sister is strong enough to protect junior brother? I didn't even understand the story."

"Sambo, I talked to Sister Shuang'er and Run'er. Since your consciousness has seen them all, you have to be responsible. Can a woman's body be looked at randomly?"

"This is how the divine consciousness probes other people's bodies, unless you have a treasure that isolates your spiritual consciousness, or you have cultivated your divine consciousness to isolate the other party from exploration."

"Sister, I'm not complaining about you. It's just about the reputation of girls. They are not just casual people. It's okay to say that they don't practice cultivation. They don't know about this at all. Now they can see inside. Do you think they can know it?"

"Didn't we just collect Ping'er yesterday? It wouldn't be good to collect them again today."

After a night of torture of souls from past lives and ancient times, Sanbao let go of his worries and went to his hometown to do as the Romans do.

"Sooner or later, we will have to go through this day. Besides, it is a good thing for you and them. With more people, we can still practice and accumulate more Yin Qi to help you improve your strength."

"With a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for? Jin'er, just look at the arrangements. They are both good girls. What else can I be dissatisfied with?"

Sanbao took out the talisman paper and drew the palaces one by one according to the Qing Dynasty Palace. It took him half a day to copy every room and hall in the palace, a total of three to four hundred sheets. Fortunately, the requirements were simple and it was not a talisman.

Finally, I drew a map of the location of each palace, and after transmitting the ghost talisman, I burned it to King Yama.

"I'll wipe it, I'm so exhausted!"

Sanbao waved his arm, and where is the yamen residence of the ghost judge?

"Sambo, do you want to paint each room?"

"Whatever I do if I don't paint, I promise."

"But this is too time-consuming and a waste of cinnabar talisman paper. Otherwise, let Xuan Ye incite the people to burn the paper houses."

"No need, I have come up with a good idea."

Sanbao directly drew a five-story building, surrounded by office buildings.

The residence is also in a community, with one apartment building and two apartment buildings, and Sanbao can easily take care of it.

King Yama of the underworld lives in the new palace and is full of joy. This brother is worth making friends with!

But what makes these houses not like houses and palaces not like palaces.

Not far from the palace, King Yama held the talisman and pinched the magic formula. He saw a huge building appearing in front of him, with the words "Underworld Office Building" in big characters.

Anyway, you don’t have to pay for the land in the underworld, and the size marked on the three treasures is quite large, almost making a hole in the underworld.

Damn it, I also want an office on the fifth floor!