I use technology to revitalize the underworld

After Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao returned to Zixiao Taoist Palace, they immediately devoted themselves to research.

As for the group of inexplicably flustered celestial masters, they didn't bother to care about them.

at the same time.

The government has finally stepped in to rectify online public opinion.

Qu Hongbo's death involved this big drama.

On the grounds that it seriously affects social order and good customs, the platform is prohibited from giving traffic, and the trolls are not allowed to fight again.

At the same time, the police also began to intervene in the investigation of the part that may be suspected of criminal offenses.

After this series of combined punches, this tumultuous melon finally came to an end slowly.

Coupled with the timely action of the celestial masters, the number of mouth karma ghosts finally dropped to a very small level.

However, in order to keep the mouth karma ghosts in a safe range, the government and the celestial masters need to work together in the future.

And the next day is the admission day of Metaphysics University.

Whether it is the office or the government, they attach great importance to this enrollment.

Because this is the first real "fusion" attempt of metaphysics and secularism in thousands of years!

In the early morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, all members of the office were on standby.

When the door slowly opened.

The celestial masters gathered outside the door suddenly looked like hungry wolves who saw meat!

Feng Liang's heart tightened, and he quickly raised the small horn: "Everyone line up so that you don't get crowded! Come one by one! Anyone who disrupts order will be directly disqualified from registration."

This statement came out.

The celestial masters did not dare to make mistakes at all, and lined up honestly.

Soon, the registration team circled the office more than a dozen times!

Such a hot scene naturally aroused heated discussions among the celestial masters.

The top post of Didi fighting ghosts has become a holy place for celestial masters to blow water.

[Fuck, there are a lot of people. Fortunately, I'm smart and didn't choose to go there today. 】

[Hmph, the registration for Metaphysics University may not be possible, and real-time review is required.Sign up early to get the notice sooner.This is the only way to feel at ease! 】

[That is, although there is no limit on the number of people in the admissions advertisement, if the recruitment is full in advance, you wait and cry~]

[I want to go too.But... After going to the Metaphysics University, can I still go back to the Department of Religion to take classes?I'm so confused. 】

[Probably not.Everyone calls it a university, can you still go to two universities at the same time? 】

【ah? !Can't they be on at the same time?I've been in line for two hours! 】

[Speaking of which, the office deliberately robbed people from the religion department this time, right?Those of you in the religion department should be careful, don’t stand in the wrong team...]

As soon as this remark came out, many people fell into silence.

Next, under the deliberate instigation of some people.

The relationship between Metaphysics University and the Department of Religion immediately became tense.

Seeing these remarks, Feng Jingchen didn't know who was behind them?

He ignored these jumping clowns, and only asked Feng Liang to issue a "clarification announcement".

The content mainly states: 1. Students from the Department of Religion are not prohibited from participating in the Metaphysics University; 2. All commodities in the underworld mall can be exchanged for credits from the Metaphysics University.

This announcement seems to be "clarifying" the rumors.

But in fact, they are blatantly robbing people! !

After two rounds of looting, the products in the underworld mall have already become synonymous with "high-end boutique" in the eyes of the celestial masters!

Now who doesn't want to own a magic weapon produced by the underworld?

Now that the credits can be exchanged, everyone is not calm.

And those guys who secretly instigated and wanted to prevent high-quality celestial masters from entering the Metaphysics University, this time they shot themselves in the foot!

But the impact of the admissions of Metaphysics University is far more than that.

King Feng Yan made a move, not just simply wanting to build a university.

The fifth day of the new year.

An ordinary little celestial master received an official admission letter from Xuanmen University.

He looked at the notice and was silent for a while.

Then, when I came to the sect's office, I found the elder in charge of personnel: "I want to quit the Qingshan sect."

The elder was slightly taken aback: "What did you say?"

The little celestial master said louder: "I want to quit the Qingshan sect!"

Now, the celestial masters who were working around turned their heads in unison to look over.

The elder was furious: "Asshole! Do you know what you are talking about?!"

The little celestial master had a resolute expression: "I am not a member of the Qingshan sect. It was you who destroyed the Qingyang sect and forced me to join!"

The elder was so angry that he slapped the table and smashed it: "Bastard! If it weren't for our Qingshan sect, you Qingyangmen disciple would have been reduced to a casual cultivator long ago!"

"What an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! Little bastard, do you want to quit? Fine! According to the rules of the sect, you leave your whole body to me!"

The elder raised his hand and was about to take down the little celestial master.

"How dare you!" Little Heavenly Master showed the acceptance letter, "I am a student of the underworld now, who dares to hurt me?!"

The elder's hand stopped in the air for an instant.

His face was flushed: "You, you bastard!"

The little Heavenly Master raised his head, and his eyes were flushed: "You all know exactly how Qingyangmen was destroyed and how your Qingshan faction divided Qingyangmen!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful: "I see who dares to stop me today! You Qingshan faction, are you going to be the second Qingyangmen?!"

"..."

The scene was silent.

He questioned every single word, and slammed the elder's face loudly and loudly.

At the same time, it also severely hit the hearts of the surrounding disciples.

After half an hour.

The little celestial master walked out of the Qingshan sect unscathed.

He was carrying the suitcase, and finally looked back at the familiar and unfamiliar mountain gate, his face was already full of tears.

He grew up in Qingyangmen, but he never expected that great changes would happen overnight.

The familiar mountain gate and the same gate fell apart overnight.

The disciples of their Qingyangmen are like a piece of cake, they have been carve up by many forces without any resistance.

The former classmates are now separated by thousands of miles.

But what remains unchanged is that Qiqi has been reduced to a low-level disciple and is bullied by the new sect in various ways.

In just a few months, everything has changed.

Soon, the little Tianshi wiped away his tears and resolutely set foot on the westbound train.

at the same time.

What the little celestial master did caused a storm in the entire Taoist sect.

Those disciples who were annexed.

Those who receive the admission notice will immediately imitate the example and quit the current sect on the spot!

And those who have not yet received the notice did not sit still.

They swarmed westward.

Whoever dares to stop them will directly pull out the banner of the underworld.

That day, Feng Jingchen himself said: Whoever dares to prevent others from joining the office or guild, the underworld will not let him go either!

Now, the Candidates Guild has become a university, and no one knows whether this statement is still valid.

But all the high-level forces dare not take this risk.

Even if some people are very angry, but seeing the group of old men wailing in the red lotus fire at the door of the office.

No matter how angry they were, they didn't dare to vent a single bit of it.

The collective eruption of the little celestial masters diverted everyone's attention to the selection of the immortal to a certain extent.

Peach Blossom House.

Feng Jingchen is having a video conference with Feng Liang.

Feng Liang: "Brother Chen, many sect elders are now looking for me, wanting a clear answer. Xuanmen University...is it considered a person from the underworld?"

Feng Jingchen: "Forget it. Also, Metaphysics University also needs teachers, and you will draft a recruitment announcement later."

The power holders of that group of forces really don't want to die until the Yellow River.

Could it be that they really don't understand that the Metaphysics University is targeting the corrupt Taoist forces?

Feng Jingchen believed that among those annexed forces, there must be elders with high cultivation levels who would not be convinced.

It's just that their current age and prestige make it impossible for them to come back as students.

Feng Jingchen gave them this chance.

These Xuanmen forces are so fond of annexing, taking advantage of the vacancy, and grabbing the spoils of the underworld.

But they don't even think about it, can things from the underworld be taken casually?

Feng Liang understood, his eyes sparkled: "Okay! Brother Chen, don't worry, I will definitely dress up for this matter."

"By the way, Brother Chen, if there is no problem with the architectural drawings of our university, after the seventh day, we will arrange for people to come and start work."

Feng Jingchen: "Yes."

……

After Feng Jingchen finished handling these trivial matters, he disappeared in the same place in a blink of an eye.

But instead of going back to the underworld, he went directly to the plane room.

The first version of the Meditation Method improved by Feng Jingchen has been completed.

Next, you need to conduct experiments, collect data, and then proceed to the next step of improvement.

three hours later.

Feng Jingchen came out of the plane room, and he already had a plan for further improvement in his mind.

He didn't stop for a moment, and opened his bow with both hands left and right.

Design a new meditation method on the left, and calculate the data of the Destiny Scanner on the right.

The progress is incredible.

And the celestial masters of the Good Fortune Department also returned to work after the third day of the Lunar New Year.

Everyone returned to the headquarters of the Department of Religion, and started to produce talisman printers manually according to Wu Xinghai's drawings.

Until the seventh day of the new year.

The short annual leave is over.

Whether it is Yangjian or the underworld, they have begun to resume work in a lively manner.

In Fengdu City.

Wearing a graceful cheongsam, Weng Xiaoshu commanded loudly with her hands on her hips, "Hurry up, hurry up, we have pre-sold more than 7 amulets. We must produce all of them this week and start shipping."

"Be on the alert, don't put these machines in the wrong place or install them in the wrong place. If there is a mistake and the time is delayed, then Lord Hades will have to pay for it!"

"At that time, who will buy food and drink for us? The Lantern Festival will be in a few days. If you want to eat glutinous rice balls, dumplings, and zongzi, please be quick!"

When it comes to food.

The ghosts who were installing the talisman printer suddenly salivated!Sure enough, the work is a little faster.

after an hour.

All machines have been debugged.

The talisman printing factory officially started!

The well-trained workers went to work quickly, and the sound of labor soon came from the factory.

Weng Xiaoshu looked around and confirmed that there was no problem before turning around and leaving.

She just came out.

The unlucky Wang Jiaxiang ran over: "Sister Weng! Fang Gong has already made a production plan for the bracelet, and I want to go to you to discuss the details of building the factory."

"Okay." Weng Xiaoshu hurriedly walked to the research institute.

But not for a long time.

Weng Xiaoshu came out with the construction drawings, and immediately mobilized a team of construction workers to start the official construction of the smart bracelet factory!

the other end.

Gao Lang led ten ghost messengers, and threw the three troublesome service ghosts into the torture experience factory.

A shrill howl came from inside.

But the expressions of Gao Lang and the others were very solemn.

A ghost guard frowned and said, "Captain, this is the third batch of rioting ghosts this week. It's not an option to go on like this."

Another ghost guard sighed: "These are all ghosts who were sentenced to the tongue-pulling hell. Now the tongue-pulling hell is almost finished. I heard that now, they are so frightened that they have nightmares every day. It is possible that they will all go crazy at any time. "

Another ghost said: "Captain, why don't we ask Lord Yan how we plan to deal with this group of ghosts next? It's no big deal to stab your head. I'm just afraid of this unresolved unknown fear."

Gao Lang nodded slightly: "I'll go back and ask for instructions. You go back and lead the team to continue training. Within two months, the quota must be recruited, and the evil spirits must not be allowed to harm the underworld again!"

The three ghost guards looked shocked: "Yes!"

The tenth day of the Lunar New Year.

Tongue Pulling Hell is officially cleared.

As soon as Feng Jingchen finished experimenting with the second version of meditation, he came to the entrance of Tongue Pulling Hell without stopping.

It is said to be an entrance, but in fact there is only one door frame left.

The eighteen levels of hell are not a literal spatial relationship between upper and lower.In fact, every level of hell is equivalent to a city.

Only the endless hell is located below the entire hell.

Tongue Pulling Hell on the first floor is the closest hell to the gate of hell.

Feng Jingchen stood at the door and looked in, only seeing an endless flat land.

A group of ghosts who were condemned to the Tongue Pulling Hell were standing there nervously and terrified.

Gao Lang led a group of ghost messengers, who were fully armed to guard the group of ghosts.

On the ground, there were also a few decayed tongs scattered here and there.

That was the tool used by Tongue Pulling Hell in the past.

Of course, the brand new tongue pliers forged by Fang Zhimin's apprentices were stacked neatly in the center of hell!

While those guilty ghosts were trembling, if they accidentally saw those big pliers, they would tremble even more.

As time went by, even the souls of many ghosts became somewhat transparent.

Feng Jingchen walked in.

The ghost messengers immediately straightened their chests and said forcefully, "Yan Wangye!"

This uniform shout.

Those guilty ghosts were so frightened that they trembled all of a sudden, and even their eyes went dark, and they almost fainted.

Quite a few cowardly ghosts, thinking about their upcoming fate, felt like they were on the verge of falling, wishing to die repeatedly on the spot.

Indistinctly, there was an uncontrollable whimpering sound.

It made the whole tongue-pulling hell a bit more gloomy.

Feng Jingchen glanced up, and calmly took out the book of life and death: "Sentenced to serve a prison sentence in Tongue Pulling Hell, and the sentence is less than five years."

All the evil spirits trembled three times.

Most of the ghosts did not dare to disobey the order, and stood up weeping.

But there are still a small number of people who are taking chances and standing still.

Feng Jingchen only confirmed the list of the ghosts who came forward, and changed the sentence with a pen: "You performed well in the military service before. Now the sentence is changed: the sentence of pulling out the tongue is exempted, and the service time is changed to ten times the original sentence."

"As long as the follow-up performance is good, you can be reincarnated. Can you accept it?"

When the ghosts heard the words, their expressions were slightly taken aback.

Then, there was an ecstatic voice, shouting hoarsely: "Submit! Submit! Thank you, Lord Yama, thank you, Lord Yama!"

There was also a ghost who wept with joy, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed to Feng Jingchen!

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery

"I will definitely reform, woo woo woo, and strive to be a human being as soon as possible!"

If it wasn't for the ghosts not having tears, they might be able to cry rivers at this time.

And those ghosts who didn't stand up couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"Yan Wangye, I am also three years old, I..."

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes and swept over.

An inexplicable cold light instantly enveloped the crowd of evil spirits!Freeze all words.

Feng Jingchen ignored those gangsters who were stealing, raping, and playing tricks, and continued to pronounce the sentence: "The rest of them, think of their meritorious service in the past. The sentence of 110 years of service will be reduced or exempted."

He closed the book of life and death, and his cold voice was filled with supreme majesty: "Now, you two and two, pull out each other's tongues. Whoever dares to play favoritism, the sentence will be doubled."

This statement came out.

It was like a bolt from the blue, hitting the evil ghost's mind heavily!

"Do not--!"

The only bit of sanity remaining in Yougui's mind was destroyed, he screamed in terror, turned around and wanted to run away.

Gao Lang's face turned cold: "Catch him and throw him to the torture experience factory!"

A group of ghosts rushed forward, and subdued the evil ghost in just three seconds!

The other evil spirits suddenly became clever and instinctively stopped their attempts to escape.

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd of evil spirits: "Whether you want to spend thousands of years in the red lotus karma, or accept the punishment honestly and reincarnate. You choose."

This deserted voice is like a basin of ice water.

Ruthlessly poured on the heads of a group of evil spirits, making everyone wake up!

Although they were still terrified, the thought of resistance no longer arose in their hearts.

They have all experienced the fierceness of the red lotus fire.It is definitely billions of times more painful than pulling out the tongue!

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes: "Aren't you going to start soon?"

The evil spirits trembled, and hurriedly rushed towards the pile of new pliers.

After getting the tool.

They looked at each other and could only bite the bullet and start pulling!

"what--!!"

Howls of pain echo throughout hell!

The tongues of the evil ghosts were pulled out little by little, becoming thick and long.

When it is nearly one meter long, it is the limit.

In the following time, the tongue will slowly retract again.Wait until the next day before pulling it out again!

So day after day, year after year.

It is hell for pulling out tongues.

Such a scene is both disgusting and terrifying.

Most of the ghosts present couldn't help frowning.Some even started to retch.

And the group of ghosts who were lucky enough to escape punishment, seeing this situation, trembled with fear!

They couldn't imagine how much pain they would have suffered now if they hadn't stepped forward just now.

Although serving in the military is very tiring, it is just tiring.

Compared with this kind of physical and psychological torture, it can definitely be called heaven!

Feng Jingchen took into account the reactions of the ghosts, and said to the group of serving ghosts: "From now on, you will be responsible for building the walls of the Tongue Pulling Hell."

He turned his head again, "Gao Lang, you choose a group of ghost messengers with strong psychological endurance, and come to guard them."

Gao Lang's expression froze: "Yes! Lord Yan, don't worry."

Feng Jingchen nodded slightly, didn't stay any longer, turned and left the underworld.

During the whole process, Feng Jingchen's mood didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

Those evil ghosts, who committed tongue karma during their lifetime, would be sentenced to serve more than five years in prison only if their wives were separated or their families were destroyed.

They committed these crimes, how can they be relieved by just serving for a period of time?

No matter how fiercely the evil spirits wailed, that was their retribution.

The sympathy of Hades will never fall on evil spirits.

Otherwise, the whole hell will be in chaos.

But the problem of ghosts, judging from today's situation, I'm afraid it's a bit tricky.

Most of the ghost messengers organized by the underworld are ordinary people during their lifetime. Where have they seen any torture?

It is estimated that the psychological state of most of them will not be able to handle the responsibility of managing the eighteen levels of hell in the future.

There is still a lack of professional counterparts...

While Feng Jingchen was thinking, he soon had an idea in his mind.

And not long after Feng Jingchen left.

The news that Tongue Pulling Hell was officially restored spread throughout the underworld.

All the ghosts talked about it.

But no one has discovered that there seems to be something more in the underworld.

Only the seal of Yama.

It was working with the Sansheng Stone to move the position of the first-generation Destiny Scanner.

Suddenly, the entire small seal trembled slightly!

A small momentum fluctuation spread out from it.

Sanshengshi stopped and looked at Yan Wangyin suspiciously.

After a few minutes.

Yan Wangyin slowly came back to his senses.

Sanshengshi: "Little stone, what happened?"

Yan Wangyin paused, and his excited screams almost spread throughout the underworld: "Ahhh!! I've upgraded again!"

It soared into the sky excitedly, wishing to look up to the sky and howl: "The Underworld has recovered again! Chenchen is awesome!!"

Yan Wangyin screamed excitedly: "Ah, big stone, Chen Chen is really awesome! Let me tell you, he will definitely become the Great Emperor of Fengdu in the future!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Nie Jingtai's voice suddenly appeared.

Yan Wangyin turned his head suddenly: "Huh, I didn't talk nonsense! Chen Chen is awesome!"

"Yan Wang is indeed very powerful." Nie Jingtai analyzed rationally, "But you have only been promoted to the third level, and you are still far from the tenth level."

"And after the tenth level, you may not be able to be promoted to Emperor Fengdu. Strength and luck are both indispensable. Besides..."

He raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure that Emperor Fengdu has fallen?"

"Ah?" Yan Wangyin was stunned.

The excitement in his heart immediately calmed down, and he stammered: "No, no?"

Nie Jingtai shrugged: "I don't know."

I don't know, it means that there is still a possibility of not falling!

Yan Wangyin immediately felt guilty: "Cough, then, forget it. It's not bad to be the leader of Hades."

It swallowed deeply: "Now that I've been promoted to the third level, Chen Chen can become the new King of Hades~ I'm going to tell Chen Chen!"

Yan Wangyin left the underworld in a blink of an eye, for fear that Emperor Fengdu would come to settle accounts with him!

Peach Blossom House.

Feng Jingchen was just thinking about the future development of the underworld.

Yan Wangyin rushed out immediately: "Chen Chen~"

At this time, Murong Qiao just opened the door and walked in: "Ayu~"

Feng Jingchen looked at the two friends, and said to Murong Qiao nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"

Murong Qiao couldn't see the seal of Yama at this moment.

Holding a jade talisman in his hand, he sat next to Feng Jingchen: "I designed this jade talisman according to your request, take a look~"

Feng Jingchen took it: "Okay."

Yan Wangyin snorted softly, and said loudly: "Chenchen! I just upgraded, and now you can canonize a new Yan Wang~"

"..." Feng Jingchen paused slightly.

Murong Qiao keenly noticed something was wrong: "Ayu, what's wrong?"

Feng Jingchen smiled: "It's okay, I just received a new message, which makes me a little embarrassed."

As he said, he opened his eyes of truth and observed the jade talisman carefully.

Murong Qiao knew that Feng Jingchen could do two things at once, so he continued to gossip: "What news?"

Feng Jingchen: "I heard that the underworld is going to choose a ghost king from the underworld, and canonize it as the king of Hades."

Murong Qiao: "!!"

He stood up, grabbed Feng Jingchen's arm tightly, and was a little incoherent with excitement: "Ayu, me, can I tell Master Uncle this news?!"

Feng Jingchen had already read the jade talisman at this time: "This jade talisman is fine, you can proceed to the next step."

He raised his head and looked at Murong Qiao: "The meaning of the underworld is that they need a group of ghost soldiers to serve as errands, so they prefer General Wei."

"You say...how should I choose?"