Projection of heavens

Buzz~

The golden light disappeared at the first touch and disappeared in an instant.

The monkey blinked, and a ray of golden light overflowed:

"I see!"

The boundless mist is rolling, and the sound of ghosts crying one after another is exactly under the endless underground, in the eighteen layers of netherworld.

The Netherworld is the place of the underworld, which governs the life and death of all things in the world. It is a forbidden place for mortals.

Even those who have attained immortality and attained Taoism generally cannot come here.

Huhu~

The gloomy ghost mist is floating in the air, and there is no light in the underworld, which makes people feel intimidated.

In the middle of the Yin Division, where the Nether Qi gathers, there is a huge city of unknown size.

The giant city was full of ghosts, and layers of void dimensions were superimposed. It was unknown how many demons and ghosts were hidden there.

In the giant city, there are towering and gloomy palaces everywhere, with many ghost soldiers patrolling in all directions, and two ghosts and gods standing outside the city gate, holding iron cables and steel forks, looking ferocious and terrifying.

As one of the three realms, Netherworld is the place where Emperor Fengdu is in charge and is extremely powerful.

It is said that it can even communicate with the underworld of all realms and the gods of hell.

"This boy"

"So outrageous!"

"But still."

"There is no way to escape the trap!"

Suddenly, outside the huge city, in the mist, there were two voices: one singing and one harmonious, one cold and one hot.

Phew~

Immediately, two ghost figures walked out of the mist.

I saw those two people, wearing black robes and high hats, with stern expressions, white faces and tall skinny faces, with long tongues sticking out to their lower abdomens. On their foreheads and high hats were written the words "Peace in the World".

The other one is full of smiles, tall and thin, with a pale face, short and fat, and also talks a long tongue. On his head is an official hat with the words "make money at first sight" written on his head.

But it was none other than the famous two gods of the underworld, Black and White Wuchang, Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian.

These two ghosts and gods are the ghosts and gods of the Ten Palaces of Yama, who are under the civil and military judges, and have the same name as the bull-headed horse.

Ordinary people don't need them to take action at all. Those who can make them take action must be immortals who transcend life and death, or practitioners with profound backgrounds.

Wow~

Xie Bian pulled the soul chain and pulled out the struggling ghost figure from the ghost mist.

"Ah! I am a divine general under the Earth Tyrant Star Lord, and you two mere yin gods dare to seduce my soul?!"

The ghost figure was tall, with a broad face and a hooked nose, and his eyes were fierce but still filled with fear.

Obviously, he is not as brave as him, and he is afraid of this underworld.

"A divine general under the command of the Lord of the Earth Tyrant Star?"

Xie Bi'an had a smile on his face.

"What it is?"

Fan Wujiu's expression was cold and his tone was cold.

"It's Lord Dibaoxing who has come to this Netherworld."

"You have to walk on your stomach too!"

Black and white impermanence shook his long tongue and sneered again and again.

Although they were errand boys, their status was quite aloof. Not to mention they were the descendants of the god generals under the throne of Earth Tyrant Star Lord, Earth Tyrant Star Lord and Marshal Tianpeng. They should be arrested as well.

It’s time to fight, so fight!

Snapped!

Fan Wujiu shook the soul chain and knocked the ghost figure who was still talking to the ground:

"Looking for a fight!"

"I'll help you!"

Xie Bian pulled the chain with a smile and dragged the ghost towards Fengdu City.

"Honor God, spare my life, I don't want to die! I have practiced hard for a thousand years and have just become an immortal. Please let me go, let me go!"

The ghost struggled and roared, reaching its limit of unwillingness.

He practiced cultivation for thousands of years and went through untold hardships before he could avoid the three disasters and barely became an immortal. He can only wait until he ascends to heaven to become a true immortal.

Longevity and heaven.

Who would have thought that in a short moment, I would be seduced by the black and white impermanence!

Thousands of years of hard work will turn into ashes in one day!

In the next life, even ten or a hundred lives, he will never have such an opportunity.

"Practice for thousands of years?"

"congratulations!"

Black and white impermanence sneered again and again, one loudly, the other softly:

"In the next life, I will be a prostitute, and thousands of people will taste a little bit of red lips!"

"Today I cry for father, tomorrow I call for mother, the lonely star of the evil god is so miserable!"

"Ah!! No, no!"

The ghost struggled extremely under the pull of the soul chain: "I don't want to be a prostitute, you are avenging private revenge! Vengeance is private!"

He was really scared.

He was nine feet tall and practiced the Zhiyang Killing Technique. It was simply unbearable for him to be reincarnated as a prostitute!

However, the soul-locking chain is said to be the transformation of the Yinsi Daoyuan. With Emperor Fengdu on his back, even the Da Luo gods and immortals can bind him, let alone a mere little immortal like him.

No matter how much he struggled and cried, Black and White Wuchang just sang his crooked words in high and low tones.

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, are you back?"

Outside Fengdu City, the two tall ghosts and gods bent down to salute, their heads hanging down from a thousand feet in the sky, with fawning and honest smiles.

The status of Black and White Impermanence in the underworld is quite high, not comparable to that of little ghosts and gods like them.

"Um!"

"good!"

Black and White Wuchang snorted, still smiling and crying.

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, you must be careful, King Yama is waiting for you in the palace."

The ghost said.

"Where's Ah Pong?"

"Where's Rakshasa?"

Black and White looked at each other and twitched their long red tongues.

"Brother A Pong, Brother Rakshasa and the others haven't been back for a while."

The two ghosts and gods said in unison.

"snort!"

Xie Bian snorted coldly: "Do we have to take on this hard work?"

"Who dares to pick it up except us?"

Fan Wujiu sneered.

In the netherworld, under the Emperor Fengdu, there are ten palaces of Yama to govern reincarnation, civil and military judges to judge people's merits and demerits, four Yin commanders to manage birds, beasts, insects and fish, bull-headed Abang, and horse-faced Rakshasa to manage human beings.

Black and white impermanence manages matters related to immortals, demons and demons.

But responsibilities are responsibilities, and they have something in common, and they are not a dead end.

This time it was clear that he knew the job would be difficult, so he didn't come back.

"I don't want to go!"

"I don't want to go either!"

Black and White Wuchang sucked his tongue.

Being able to run away from an errand that will never come back is obviously not something easy to deal with.

But they couldn't shirk it.

"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, His Majesty King Yama is still waiting for you."

The two ghosts and gods guarding the door did not dare to interrupt the grudge between Black and White and the Bull-Head-Horse Face, so they spoke cautiously.

In the netherworld, no one knows that black and white belong to the Taoist sect, and the bull-headed and horse-faced belong to the Buddhist sect. The grudges between them also spread to many universes and many underworlds.

After all, the Soul Seducer only needs a pair.

"That"

"Just go!"

Black and white looked at each other, a little worried.

Unlike other practitioners of immortals and gods, they did not want to get involved in this calamity at all, but they could not escape.

for a time,

Xie Bian stopped laughing, and Fan Wujiu stopped crying.

The two of them stopped for a long time before dragging the crying ghost figure into Fengdu City.

As soon as they entered Fengdu City, they handed over the ghost to Yin Chai, and then the two of them went directly to see King Yama without any delay.

"Old Xingjun, walk slowly!"

In the main hall, King Yama, wearing a flat crown on his head and a black python dragon robe, cupped his hands and watched the fairy light go away.

"Xie Bian"

"Fan Wujiu"

At this time, Black and White Wuchang walked into the hall and bowed:

"I have met King Yama!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

King Yama turned around, his eyes majestically swept across the black and white impermanence, and forced out an ugly smile:

"You two also know why I called you here, right?"

"Know"

"Measure calamity"

Black and White nodded.

"The Yin Division is in charge of the cycle of life and death. With the permission of Laojun and the Great Heavenly Lord, you can avoid tribulations."

King Yama sat down on the throne, tapped the table, and felt a little headache:

"However, it is almost impossible to completely avoid the disaster."

In all places covered by the authority of the Yin Division, there are netherworlds and hells, there are ten palaces of Yama, and there are many ghosts and gods.

This amount of calamity is the result of the long river of time and space, and naturally the netherworld will not be missing.

However, unlike other people who fight to get into trouble, Netherworld doesn't want to get into trouble.

Because the vast majority of ghosts and gods in the underworld are ordinary creatures who rely on the gods. There is no benefit to them entering the tribulation, and there is no benefit to them emerging from the tribulation.

Your cultivation will not increase even a little bit.

Their path to promotion is to gather authority.

For example, if Black and White Wuchang wants to go a step further, he must either completely absorb the Minotaur Horse Face and become the only soul seducer, or Judge Yama will be promoted or fall, so that he can go a step further.

Therefore, if there is any force that does not want to be robbed at all, it must be the Yin Division.

Not only will there be no benefit to them if they fall into disaster, but they may accidentally fall and end up harming their opponents or subordinates.

"You're right"

Xie Bian smiled and complimented.

"Yes, that's right."

Fan Wujiu agreed.

There is no escape from the calamity. Theoretically speaking, no one can destroy the Yin Division created by Lao Jun. As long as they do not leave the Yin Division, there will be no crisis.

However, due to various reasons.

But if the ghosts and gods do not come out of the underworld, there will be chaos in heaven and earth.

"Wait a minute, Rakshasa, where is the calamity? Running around is even more dangerous."

King Yama was not in a hurry to make arrangements, as if he wanted to wait for the return of the bull-headed horse-faced man.

Black and White Wuchang nodded, it's only right if we want to be unlucky together.

Da da da~

The crisp sound of wooden fish echoed in the temple.

The night is cool and moonless, and the wind is biting.

Pieces of snowflakes flew down with the whistling wind, covering the temple and the whole Chang'an with a layer of silver.

The night is cool, but what is even colder is the heart.

Abong felt the coolness. This was the first time he felt such coolness since he became the Soul Seducer.

Beside him, the horse-faced Rakshasa was no better.

These two ghosts and gods, one holding a steel fork and the other grasping a soul-locking chain, are evil in appearance and can almost stop a child from crying at night.

However, looking at the white figures beating wooden fish with their backs to them, they themselves wanted to cry.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

boom!

With a low sound, the wooden fish fell apart.

Gu Xuanshang put down the gavel and sighed softly:

"How good, how good! The two ghosts and gods have not seen each other for a long time."

He seemed to have seen the bull-headed and horse-faced people once in the White Snake World, but that was just their Taoist body.

Regardless of whether they are Minotaur or Black and White, they are not Daluo, and their status is lower than the Star Lord in the sky.

But relying on the underworld, their number of incarnations exceeds that of many great supernatural powers.

Of course, for the powerful, the Taoist body is the power, and it is useless to them, or even unaware of it.