Demons Are Rampant, And I, Who Am Invincible In This World, Go Down The Mountain To Save The World.

The mysterious Taoist indulged in random thoughts for a long time before he realized that Black and White Wuchang was looking at him, and he immediately laughed in apology.

Hei Wuchang didn't say anything. He looked at it twice and then looked away.

Mei Niang looked at Wang Jin.

"My dear husband, do you have anything else to ask?"

Wang Jin shook his head slightly, "No more."

Hearing this, Hei Wuchang looked at Wang Jin and Mei Niang again, his attitude changed completely, from staring at the mysterious Taoist to smiling.

"Then...Miss Wang, let's get to work first."

As a ghost and god from the underworld, Hei Wuchang is naturally very busy. To be precise, he is busy all the time. Billions of living beings in the world need the underworld to function.

Immediately, Hei Wuchang turned around and walked back to the underworld servants, greeting them to continue doing what they were doing.

The gangsters had strange expressions... I didn't expect that the fierce Lord Hei Wuchang still had the same side as before!

However, all the Yin Chaos were watching their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses. No one really said it, and they followed Hei Wuchang obediently and walked away together.

For a moment, black fog surged up on the street. It was a massive amount of rolling Yin energy that blocked the human sun, allowing the Yin gangsters to walk in darkness.

And just then...

Hei Wuchang suddenly thought of something!

Just now, did the empress call Wang Jin ‘little husband’? ! !

"It's him!"

Hei Wuchang suddenly said loudly.

All the gangsters around him were stunned.

But Hei Wuchang didn't care at all, his thoughts were rushing wildly in his mind.

In this world, if there is anyone who can make that lady call her ‘Little Xianggong’, then it is only the magical person who killed him in the underworld!

In other words, the young man who had just met and walked with the empress... was the magical person who entered the underworld and made Po Meng not dare to hand over the bowl? !

"Yes, yes, although he looks younger, there are many examples of people with magical powers who can rejuvenate their youth. Emperor Donghua is one of the allusions of rejuvenation, and the Classic of Mountains and Seas..."

Hei Wuchang's eyelids twitched wildly as he thought of some other allusions.

In the records of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", there are white people who have lived for thousands of years, black people who are immortal, snakes with nine heads, and cows that walk on one leg. In addition, what is surprising is that the art of ‘rejuvenation’ is also mentioned above, which may be related to white people and black people!

Thinking of this, Hei Wuchang immediately turned his head and looked behind him, wanting to take another look at Wang Jin's figure.

but…

Wang Jin was no longer visible on the street, nor was the empress.

They have left!

"..."

Hei Wuchang was silent for a moment, then turned to the group of Yinsha who had stopped and shouted, "Let's go and get to work!"

He had a lot to ask, but he also knew there were some things he shouldn't ask.

Even if he is a well-organized ghost and god in the underworld, there are some things... that he cannot ask at will.

Rather than caring about these, it is better to care about the consequences of leaking the book of life and death this time.

As Hei Wuchang walked towards the black mist, he shook his head and muttered:

"If I go back this time, I will probably be punished..."

…

At the same time, Wang Jin’s side.

He was walking on the street with Mei Niang, and there was a mysterious Taoist following him not far away.

"The ghosts are around here. I have contact with one of the ghosts. You can ask him, Great Immortal." The mysterious Taoist followed beside him, deliberately trailing half a body behind, as if Wang Jin was the main one in everything.

Wang Jin smiled and nodded, "Okay, you can contact me."

After saying that, he took out the soul elixir directly from the red string bag and threw it to the mysterious Taoist without worrying about going on strike because he was paid in advance.

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you." The mysterious Taoist thanked him hurriedly and walked to the side with the pill in hand to make a phone call.

Of course he won't go on strike and will even work harder!

After the mysterious Taoist walked away, Wang Jin looked around, his eyes flickering, "It is useless to believe that there are too many undead souls, but it must be inferred."

It is almost impossible to calculate the soul of the dead in vain. The destiny is uncertain and is like a rootless duckweed, so it is naturally impossible to calculate.

However, he can calculate it through other ways, such as calculating the fortune of this place to know part of the situation!

"My dear husband, are you going to deduce it?" Mei Niang guessed what Wang Jin was thinking.

"Yes." Wang Jin nodded, with a special light flowing in his eyes.

At this time, the mysterious Taoist finished his phone call and came back, "Great Immortal, we have made an appointment for the meeting, it will be tonight!"

Wang Jin calculated the time in his mind, and then nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, Wang Jin opened the map on his mobile phone and seemed to be looking for something.

The mysterious Taoist was very curious. From the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Jin looking at the map of the mountainous landforms.

"Found it, let's go here." Wang Jin pointed his index finger on the screen and locked a position.

"Where to go?" the mysterious Taoist asked curiously.

Wang Jin locked the map and tilted his phone to show it to the mysterious Taoist.

On the map, the area targeted to the northeast of Zhuhe City was a hilly terrain with a converging river in front of the mountain.

The mysterious Taoist looked at the map and touched his chin, always feeling familiar.

"This seems to be the Maoshan Taoist sect in Zhuhe City..."

"Wait, is it Ge Hong's Luofu Mountain?!"

The mysterious Taoist suddenly widened his eyes.

There are so many internal branches of the Maoshan sect that they are divided into South Maoshan and North Maoshan due to their geographical location.

Among them, the founder of Southern Maoshan is Ge Hong from Luofu Mountain!

In other words, Luofu Mountain is, to a certain extent, the ‘ancestral mountain’ of the Southern Maoshan Mountains!

Wang Jin was a little surprised, "Is this Luofu Mountain?"

Although the place he was referring to was very close to Luofu Mountain, strictly speaking... it was not considered Luofu Mountain.

After all, he has been to Luofu Mountain and has the most say.

"Yes." The mysterious Taoist nodded respectfully, lowering his eyebrows and lowering his eyes.

He was careful and cautious in doing things. Every place he arrived, he had to carefully explore the nearby magical powers and branches of forces. After all, he sailed the ten thousand years boat with caution, and therefore knew the news about Luofu Mountain.

But even though he was so careful, he still didn't escape the fate of capsizing the boat, and met... the great immortal in front of him.

"This is the orthodoxy of Luofu Mountain. Over the years, Luofu Mountain has developed. Because of the previous wars, some Taoists came down from the mountain. As a result, the elders of the immortals in Luofu Mountain died in the war. They have declined, but because of their merits , so I got the care of Liuyu Mansion."

"However, their orthodox location has also changed somewhat. The current tourist destination, Luofu Mountain, is no longer their residence. It is...the location you pointed to, Daxian."

The mysterious Taoist explained.

After hearing this, Wang Jin looked a little surprised... It turned out that in the years before he was born, even the orthodoxy of Luofu Mountain had changed places.

Although Luofu Mountain is still Luofu Mountain, it is no longer in its original place.

"What are you looking for, Great Immortal?" the mysterious Taoist asked cautiously.

"Lend them the wonderful mountain gate to use."

The next moment, Wang Jin's voice sounded.

…

At the same time, Luofu Mountain!

The mountains are continuous and green, with a small river flowing in front of the mountains, making a tinkling sound from time to time, full of spiritual energy.

Few people know that there is a Taoist temple halfway up the mountainside of such a spiritual and spiritual mountain.

The red bricks and white tiles of the Taoist temple are dated and appear slightly old. The walls are mottled and have signs of renovation and repair.

At this moment, in the secluded Taoist temple in the mountains, an old man with a long beard was kneeling and worshiping in the incense hall.

There were many tributes in front of the old man, as well as... the portrait of Patriarch Ge Hong!

"The Patriarch's blessing... Luofu Mountain must have outstanding disciples after my death, or before my death, so that the Luofu Mountain Taoism can have someone to support it."

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