Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

On this day, a strong wind seemed to sweep through Kyoto in the Great Xia. Passersby were blinded by the raised dust. In their blurred vision, they seemed to see countless soldiers wearing broken armor passing by.

When they rubbed their eyes and looked carefully, they found nothing there, as if they had seen a ghost during the day.

"Mom, that gust of wind just now was so weird. It seemed like someone hugged me."

"Nonsense."

Over Daxia, Fang Chen quietly looked at the prosperous Kyoto. Behind him stood hundreds of thousands of military souls. They said nothing, their postures were upright, solemn and solemn.

"Wandering spirits can also turn into light wind."

"It turns out that every gust of wind blowing on your body may be a hug from a loved one."

Fang Chen just saw many military souls saying goodbye to their blood relatives. Although they were invisible, they could turn into strong winds with strong thoughts.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go."

Xingxian said softly.

"There's no rush, there are still some people who haven't arrived yet."

Fang Chen smiled.

"There are others?"

Xingxian was slightly startled.

Not long after, I saw a white-haired old man coming through the air, looking at Fang Chen and the hundreds of thousands of military souls behind him. The old man was silent for a long time, and then he bowed his hands:

"Jiang Yushu, I have met Fang Junshen."

"It's Jiang Shangshu from the Ministry of Punishment."

"I heard that this man lived a full one hundred and thirty years, which is longer than some warriors."

Seeing Jiang Yushu appear, many military souls couldn't help but communicate in low voices.

"Fang Junshen, why...are you dead too?"

Jiang Yushu frowned slightly: "You are a practitioner, and your life span should not be so short."

"Jiang Shangshu, do you look at me like a wandering spirit?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Jiang Yushu was slightly startled, then stepped forward and took a closer look, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Fang Junshen is so vigorous and vigorous. He is obviously a living person. Why can he see old people and these loyal souls?"

"Jiang Shangshu, Fang Junshen became an official in the underworld, and now he wants to take us to the underworld to sweep across Liuhe!"

"You old man will be very busy next time. You will probably have to go to the underworld to continue being your Minister of Punishment."

Hearing the laughter of these military spirits, Jiang Yushu was stunned for several breaths before he came back to his senses.

"Jiang Shangshu, are there any other old ministers still there?"

Fang Chen said.

"Some are here, some are not, and I don't know where they went to become lonely ghosts. Maybe they have lost their way."

"Perhaps he has gone to the underworld."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Call the rest."

"Fang Junshen, wait a minute."

Jiang Yushu hugged his fists and turned to leave.

After a moment, dozens of figures came through the air, and Fang Chen saw many familiar faces among them.

Tao Mingsheng, the Minister of Rites, and Ye Dongming, the Minister of War, were also there.

When they saw Fang Chen, they all looked a little shocked, but they quickly adjusted their mentality and bowed and saluted:

"I'm waiting to pay homage to Duke Fang, the God of the Army!"

"Everyone, would you like to go to the Three Realms Mountain for a walk."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"I'm waiting to go!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Although I don’t know what happened, I saw hundreds of thousands of military souls leaving the Eternal Cemetery and following behind Fang Chen. These veterans were like old foxes when they were alive. Even after they died, their thoughts not only did not diminish but became deeper. Naturally, they guessed this. There are benefits!

In the next few days, Fang Chen led a group of wandering souls throughout Daxia, taking away batch after batch of military souls and heading back to the lands he had fought in before.

Furukawa, Longdu...

In these places, there were also many Daxia army souls staying here. After walking through all the places they should go, Fang Chen came to the Three Realms Mountain.

Dong dong dong——

The sound of war drums seemed to never stop, and a famous soldier charged bravely with a broken sword and broken halberd in his hand.

As far as everyone can see, there is a battlefield.

I saw the soldiers of Daxia and the Qingsong Wolf Army fighting madly together. Your knife pierced my heart, and my halberd smashed your brain.

But in the blink of an eye, the two sides returned to normal, as if the scene of the liver marrow flowing into the wild just now was just a fake, they got up from the ground and continued to charge, as if they would never get tired.

The hundreds of thousands of military souls behind Fang Chen were panting like cattle, their eyes gradually turned blood red, and they were about to rush into the battlefield.

Jiang Yushu and other veterans had never seen such a bloody scene with their own eyes during their lives, but after their deaths, they saw the terrifying scene of the army charging and killing.

The battlefield in front of you is like a torrent of steel. No matter what is in it, it will eventually be crushed!

"Soldiers, obey orders."

Fang Chen shouted in a deep voice.

The sound was like thunder, exploding over the Three Realms Mountain.

The soldiers on both sides who were fighting stopped one after another and subconsciously looked towards the sky.

When they saw Fang Chen's figure, the Daxia soldiers became extremely excited, while the Qingsong Wolf Army was horrified.

"Fang Junshen is here! He is going to lead us to kill these bastards! Hahaha!"

"We Daxia will win this battle, we will win!!!"

"Qingsong has long been incorporated into Daxia, and this battle is over."

Fang Chen said softly.

"it's over?"

The soldiers on both sides were a little confused. The Green Pine Wolf Army obviously didn't believe it, with a fierce look in their eyes.

"You three, why didn't you follow me back to Beijing last time?"

Fang Chen looked at the three generals on the battlefield.

He once had four dragon generals, Huang Sihai was one of them. He was lucky enough not to die in the Three Realms Mountain.

These three died in the battle of Sanjie Mountain.

"Your Majesty, we thought that even if we died, we would take away the souls of these Green Pine Wolf Army, but after fighting for many years, we found that we couldn't kill them, and they couldn't kill us."

One of the dragon generals said respectfully.

"Wandering souls have a Yin life, and if their Yin life is not over, they will naturally not die. However, in recent years, some brothers and sisters have also exhausted their Yin life. From now on, dust will return to dust, and dust will return to earth, right?"

Fang Chen sighed lightly.

It suddenly dawned on everyone that some of their companions had disappeared inexplicably. It turned out that their lives had expired.

Fang Chen thought, and a gray road to the underworld appeared in front of the army souls:

"This road leads to Baiyue City in the underworld, let's go."

Baiyue City in the underworld?

Naturally, they would not disobey Fang Chen's decision and marched into the underworld one after another.

Qingsong Langjun looked at this scene, and a look of confusion gradually appeared on his face.

Until the end, they were a little overwhelmed.

"Fang, Fang Junshen, wait a minute."

Finally, a general of the Green Pine Wolf Army mustered up the courage to step forward and bow with his fists.

Fang Chen looked at him and said calmly: "What do you want to ask?"

The other party was cautious, "May I ask Army God Fang, has Qingsong...really been incorporated into Daxia?"

Fang Chen nodded.

The general and his soldiers were disappointed. Although they didn't want to believe it, they knew that there was no way the man in front of them would lie about this.

"I almost forgot, Qingsong is just a palace of Daxia now. You can also be regarded as soldiers of Daxia. Are you going to go to hell?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"Walk!"

The Qingsong Wolf Army made the decision without any hesitation. Since the Daxia soldiers could leave, they were naturally not afraid of any fraud!

In Baiyue City, Xiao Langshuai, a Japanese soldier, suddenly had a thought in his mind today and immediately left the mansion and walked out of the sky. When he was about to walk out of Wangchuan, his steps paused slightly.

A million wandering souls had already arrived at the banks of the Wangchuan River and were looking around curiously, and among them... he saw batch after batch of familiar figures.