I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Overnight, the entire Taoist sect has been closed for many years, or well-known figures who have been missing for a long time suddenly reappeared.

The secret meetings and video calls one after another completely disrupted the calm waters of the entire Xuanmen.

No one knows what these bigwigs have discussed.

But all the celestial masters with keen senses suddenly smelled an unusual breath——

The sky of Xuanmen is about to change!

In the underworld.

The ghost gate that stirred up a pool of water has fallen silent again.

But its appearance after restoration is not the same as before.

Although it is still a simple and heavy bronze color, the relief on it fades away from rust and becomes lifelike.

The vicious kings of Hades, ghosts and beasts come alive one by one, with an incomparable evil spirit!

If the ghosts who are more timid come, I am afraid they will not dare to take a step forward.

Feng Jingchen withdrew his hand, looked up at this majestic creation of heaven and earth, his eyes were full of splendor.

Suddenly, a hair-thick karmic golden light descended from the sky.

Restarting the ghost gate is also a great merit!

Feng Jingchen looked at this ray of golden light, suddenly many mysterious lights flashed in his right eye, and the spiritual light began to surge in his mind.

Wait until the golden light is completely wiped out of the body.

In Feng Jingchen's right eye, a golden light suddenly flashed away.

"So it is!" Feng Jingchen's eyes lit up.

His voice trembled slightly with excitement because of the mystery being solved: "The merit formula is not calculated!"

In other words, to calculate it, the difficulty is comparable to creating a virtual world!

Because the acquisition of merit depends on the changes in the current world every minute.

It's like discovering high-yielding crops. In times of famine, that is a great merit to save the world.

But if it was a normal age, it would only have the merit of discovering new crops.

Unless one can grasp the data of the entire world, no one can accurately calculate how much merit one's actions can gain.

However, this does not mean that the rule of "merit" is useless!

Feng Jingchen closed his eyes, recalled the information he had grabbed, and murmured in a low voice: "The merit formula can be used for checking!"

The golden light of merit on everyone's body can actually be regarded as a numerical value.

As long as you use the merit formula to check and calculate, you can calculate the precise amount of personal merit.

Exact amount!

This is the most critical and basic condition for scientific research!

Only by clarifying every quantitative and variable, can the research results be realized repeatedly, so that they can be promoted and applied!

Otherwise, everything is just a metaphysics of chance.

And a formula that can accurately calculate everyone's merit...

After half a month of research, Feng Jingchen finally found the first "science" anchor in this new world!

At this moment, many application scenarios emerged in Feng Jingchen's mind.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his expression eager to try.

At this time, Yan Wangyin finally jumped out of Feng Jingchen's body, and the color of the whole seal seemed to be much brighter.

It circled around Feng Jingchen excitedly: "Chenchen, look at me! Did it look better!"

Feng Jingchen grabbed it.

A few flashes of light flashed in the right eye, and it was easy to see the existence of the golden light of merit from the light group representing the seal of Yama.

He happened to use the seal of the king of hell to verify his discovery: "You have also obtained the golden light of merit. If the merit obtained from judging a ghost is 1..."

Feng Jingchen took a few more glances at Yan Wangyin, and substituted the golden light of merit on it into the simple formula: "You should have obtained nearly 89 merit points."

When Yan Wangyin heard Feng Jingchen's strange words, his excitement paused slightly.

But soon, it decided to ignore these, and said excitedly: "That's right! I didn't expect that I would also have a share in the merits of restarting the gate of hell. If I come a few more times, I will be promoted soon! You will also benefit by then." ~!"

Feng Jingchen: "Promotion? What are the benefits?"

Yan Wangyin couldn't help but startled: "After I bind you, we are one. If I am strong, you will be strong, and if you are strong, I will be strong."

"In the past, there was more than one King of Hades in the Underworld, and everyone's strength was different. Besides the King of Hades, there was also the Ghost Emperor. Above the Ghost Emperor, there was also Emperor Fengdu!"

"Now that these positions are vacant, this is our opportunity! Chenchen, you have to work hard! You can take charge of the underworld. Go for it!!"

Feng Jingchen's eyes flickered slightly: "Are you in charge of the underworld?"

He doesn't have much desire for power.

But if you can get there.A new status, a new world, should be more interesting... right?

Feng Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bold idea came to his mind.

But suddenly, he turned his head and looked beyond the gate of hell.

The ghost gate is not the end of the underworld.

Outside the gate of ghosts, there is a very long road to Huangquan.

But at this time, Huangquan Road was also buried by a mountain of garbage, and Feng Jingchen couldn't see too far.

However, he was keenly aware of some strange aura fluctuations at the other end of Huangquan Road.

Yan Wangyin jumped up excitedly: "Wow! Some ghosts came to the underworld automatically so soon! Chenchen, let's go and see!"

Just as Feng Jingchen had this intention, he bypassed the gate of hell with his long legs and walked forward.

Wen Xinyan and Weng Xiaoshu looked at each other in the distance, but in the end they didn't dare to be too curious and stayed where they were.

Feng Jingchen crossed several rubbish mountains, and soon saw the first ghost that came to the underworld on its own initiative.

This is a young man in his 30s.

Wearing a plaid shirt, with thinning hair on top of his head and dark circles under his eyes.Even if he became a ghost, he still looked too haggard.

However, the other party does not seem to know that he is dead.

He was standing where he was, looking extremely confused.

Seeing Feng Jingchen at this time, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother, where is this place? Why am I here? Can I get a taxi nearby?"

Feng Jingchen glanced over him, and opened his eyes of truth to observe.

There is no trace of merit on this ghost, so it should be an ordinary person with no merit or fault.

Feng Jingchen: "This is the underworld, you are already dead."

"Huh?" The young man was stunned.

At this moment, a very sharp "di—" sound suddenly came from midair.

There is also an anxious male voice: "No, the patient's heartbeat has stopped. Put on the defibrillator!"

"Beep-"

"Zizzle"

"No, increase the current, do it again!"

……

With the chaotic sound after another, the figure of the young man will become solid and transparent at times.

This strange situation made the young man stunned again.

Feng Jingchen's eyes narrowed slightly: "Xiaoyin, this is..."

Yan Wangyin whispered in Feng Jingchen's ear: "This guy came early. This is the reality of the imprint when the living soul is dying. If he disappears from the underworld later, it means that he was revived and returned to the underworld. "

"It used to happen a lot. Let's just wait."

Feng Jingchen secretly said "Sure enough".

In many folklore, those who are dying will say that they have gone to hell or heaven.It now appears that it was not all conjecture.

And at this time, the young man seemed to have finally reacted.

He looked down at his translucent hands dully, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly: "I... am going to die?"

"No." He raised his head suddenly, his face suddenly became ferocious, "I can't die! I can't die!"

He turned and ran!

He cannot die.

He wants to go back, he wants to leave this weird hell!

The young man ran faster and faster, but his figure became more solid.

And the voice of first aid coming from mid-air is getting weaker and weaker...

The young man also realized something, and vomited hysterically: "No, I can't die! Let me go back, get out!!"

"boom--"

He tripped over a piece of trash and gnawed a mouthful of mud.

But when he turned around, he found that the distance between himself and Feng Jingchen hadn't changed at all!

"No..." The young man finally despaired.

He collapsed to the ground, looking up at the indifferent young man in front of him.

An invisible tear of the soul slipped down his cheek: "Are you lying to me? Where is this place? Don't lie to me...I'm not dead, right..."

He crawled closer to Feng Jingchen: "Little brother... No, big brother! Please, let me go back, okay? I can't die, I really can't die!"

"My parents are still waiting for me to go home for the New Year. I haven't been home for three years..."

Before he finished speaking, all the movement in the sky suddenly dissipated.

A real yin energy burst out from the young man's body, quickly transforming him completely!

Since then, the living soul has become a ghost, and can no longer return to the sun.

The young man himself seemed to feel it too, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he froze in disbelief.

Feng Jingchen looked down at him, and said in a calm tone, "My condolences will change."

The young man didn't respond, his whole body was like a piece of wood.There is no sense of everything in the outside world.

Feng Jingchen shook his head slightly, and said softly, "Come with me."

It seems that words can't follow.

Feng Jingchen turned around and took a step.The young man actually floated up like a ghost, and followed closely behind him.

This is the power of Hades in the underworld.

A ghost whose strength is lower than his has no power to resist at all.

It's just that Feng Jingchen still hasn't figured out what the principle of this phenomenon is.

One person and one ghost quickly returned to the ghost gate.

The originally closed ghost gate suddenly opened a gap that could accommodate one person.

Feng Jingchen raised his eyes curiously.

Yan Wangyin introduced to him: "Generally, when ghosts come, they open the door so much. Only the level of the great benevolent people of the tenth world will open the gate of the ghost gate to welcome them~"

"Of course, Chenchen, you are the King of Hades. You can also let it be completely opened at any time."

Feng Jingchen was a little surprised: "That is to say, it can also distinguish the merits of ghosts?"

Yan Wangyin: "Ah? It should be."

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly.

From this point of view, there should also be a "merit" formula in the golden net that wraps the ghost gate.

but…

He didn't see the familiar formula just now!

Did he miss it?

Feng Jingchen was about to open the Eye of Reality and look for it carefully.

But suddenly, he and Yan Wangyin both turned their heads and looked back.

Yan Wangyin floated to his shoulder and said happily: "Chenchen, there are so many ghosts coming! Shall we go pick them up?"

Feng Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and shook his head lightly: "No need."

The scene just before the young man's death reminded Feng Jingchen of a setting in the legend.

As long as the soul has not passed the gate of hell, it can be rescued.And once you enter the ghost gate, it is useless for the gods to come.

Huangquan Road is also the last section of the road where the world struggles to survive.

There is no need for him to destroy other people's hopes in advance.

Just after the ghost gate is closed, wait for the ghost to come.

Anyway, the ghost has entered the underworld, and there is no way to escape unless it is revived.

"But..." Feng Jingchen looked at Huangquan Road, where the atmosphere was getting more and more mixed, and couldn't help muttering softly, "It's a little troublesome."

"What?" Yan Wangyin looked around alertly, "What happened? Is the evil master coming out to make trouble again?!"

Feng Jingchen: "On average, 1.8 people die every second in the world. Even if only half of them die naturally, they won't turn into ghosts. Then almost one person will come to the underworld every second."

So many ghosts come.

Even if he doesn't eat or drink 24 hours a day, and diligently takes pictures of his life and death, he won't be able to pass the trial.