Ghost Shelter System

In Fengdu City, the avenues are ten vertical and thirty-six horizontal, and under a high hollow is the Palace of the Underworld.

The layout of Jiuyou Nether Palace is magnificent. It is not like the layout of ordinary royal palaces, but more like a temple. There are ten jagged underworld halls inside, which are the ten halls of Yama.

The Palace of the Underworld is huge and empty, with stone pillars standing in the center, and the white bones of giants are bound by chains and hung on them, as if they have been weathered for thousands of years. The skulls had oil lamps lit on their heads, with flames breathing out of their mouths. The howling wind is more like a wail left over from eternity.

A Taoist priest with two swords on his back and a Taoist priest with a mask on his face looked at the surrounding environment with solemn eyes, and followed a group of ghost soldiers into the main hall.

It was the most popular hall, with green smoke like pillars rising straight into the sky. On the green jade plaque with a gold frame and a blue background were written the four characters "Yuanjun of the Five Halls".

"Xuanqi Maoshan has a good Qi. The three pure spiritual officials sit in the sacred hall. The flying thunder and sword rain destroys evil spirits. The two sleeves of the universe balance yin and yang. Xu Facheng, a disciple of Maoshan, pays homage to Lord Yan."

"The yin and yang bones of the boundless underworld cross the Nine Netherworlds and transform into Tai Chi. Mo Wuji, a disciple of Fengdu Temple, pays homage to Lord Yan."

In front of the Palace of the King of Hell, there were countless fierce ghosts, appearing and disappearing to guard there. There was no curiosity about the two being Yang people.

No one responded to Xu Facheng and Mo Wuji, but the door to the Palace of Hell was opened.

Smoke came out, and an old ghost wearing a rattan judge's robe came out, his voice like a bell: "Two masters, Lord Yan has invited you."

The Hall of the King of Hell is extremely large, with hundreds of steps, stones suspended in the air, and the underworld below. There are countless ghosts struggling and shouting inside. The supernatural environment makes it difficult to tell whether this is reality or a mirage.

Xu Facheng and Mo Wuji's scalps were numb. They felt that the moment they stepped on the steps, their yang energy was much thinner. The Hall of the King of Hell is a restricted area for yang people. There are two words for people here, one is 'cold' and the other is. 'big'.

The threshold was one person high, and the judge passed by. Xu Facheng and Mo Wuji looked at each other. Is this a test for themselves?

Xu Facheng stepped hard, and his whole body bounced up vigorously, his legs moved in the air, and he fell down safely. Mo Wuji became huge for a moment, and then directly crossed the threshold, and his whole body returned to normal.

In the dark hall, candles were lit one after another. In the place where the statue of the god was enshrined, a huge shadow was sitting at the moment.

Wearing a crown and a dark robe, he looked down at the two of them.

The smoke from the incense burner was divided into two, poured into his nostrils, and then sprayed out. If the guess was correct, it was the Lord of Hell, enjoying his own incense.

"I have received the Yan Jun's note that was burned from the underworld. Are you here to catch ghosts and make elixirs?"

This voice did not come from the phantom body at all, but it felt like the entire Palace of Hell was talking, and the direction of the voice could not be distinguished, with a supernatural sense of mystery.

"Exactly." Xu Facheng replied truthfully.

"Nonsense!!!"

Deafening shouts exploded from all directions, Xu Facheng vomited blood, and his head felt like being hit by a giant hammer. Mo Wuji fell directly to the ground, his eyes blinded for a moment.

Afraid.

Fear permeated the air, and instinctive fear penetrated every pore of the two of them!

The voice of the King of Hell on the stone throne was like thunder and thunder, making those who listened tremble.

"To make a pill out of ghosts, you need to open the spirit gate, open the earth veins, feed the Yang fire, break the Yin gate, and turn the wheel of life. Isn't a Three Autumn Rebellion enough?!"

Anyone with common sense knows that the concept of the Ten Palaces of Hell was introduced to the people in the late Tang Dynasty.

In fact, it is not made up by the common people, but has a deep relationship with the Sanqiu Rebellion. These are all Taoist secrets (story, don’t take it seriously).

During the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, the great mage Ma Shubo wanted to extend the life of Xuanzong Li Longji. At that time, 3,600 Taoist priests from the Tang Dynasty were invited to open an altar in Chang'an, but they accidentally opened the gate of hell.

At that time, the underworld had no idea what was happening. A hole suddenly appeared and a large number of fierce ghosts escaped. Later, the hole was sealed, but the news about the underworld had been spread to the earth through those ghosts.

Those fierce ghosts brought news about the underworld, which later became word-of-mouth anecdotes in the underworld. However, they also brought filth and evil, so since then, the country's fortunes have declined and it has no longer prospered.

King Yama mentioned this matter because he did not want Maoshan to make the same mistake again.

Xu Facheng had already responded. He calmed down and bowed and replied: "Reporting to Lord Yan, my master has already told me that this elixir is made by humans, not by heaven. There is no need to gather the energy of the two worlds of yin and yang. After the elixir is completed, only Nourish your essence, and your life will not be extended. This is a copy of the elixir book. I ask Lord Yama to read it, and I hope Lord Yama will make it complete."

Teng Luopan handed the alchemy book to King Yama. King Yama just glanced at it a few times and said casually: "All the methods of Yin and Yang are given by heaven. Don't be greedy for immortality and mess up the world of Yang. This is the best."

After saying that, he waved his hand and threw out two tokens. Xu Facheng and Mo Wuji caught them steadily.

"If you give me your favor, I will make it easier for you. You can enter and leave the eighteen prisons with this order. Go and rest!"

…

At this moment, Qin Kun had disappeared for a long time in Fengdu City.

Nie Yuxuan was worried.

This is a street, with a mansion in front of it, and the dark ghostly atmosphere is much stronger than the surroundings. When Qin Kun entered the city, Nie Yuxuan followed him until Qin Kun entered here just now.

The bell on his hand doesn't ring. Maybe the mother bell has been put away by Qin Kun, but is Qin Kun safe? Nie Yuxuan was unsure about paying attention.

"Damn it, if I had known that this guy wouldn't make people worry, I would have taken the lead."

This poor place is not the Palace of the Underworld or the Tenth Palace of Yama. Nie Yuxuan has no idea what Qin Kun is doing here. He sits on the street and prepares to wait for a while before going in to take a look.

Suddenly, the street became quiet, and then two sedans appeared. The paper figures carrying the sedans disappeared and appeared. After they appeared, the surrounding sounds were completely isolated.

The sedan passed by faintly, and the sound returned from far to near. Nie Yuxuan came back to his senses, grabbed a boss next to him and asked, "Who were sitting in those two sedans just now?"

The boss felt a sting on his wrist, as if he had been stung, and said warily: "Who are you! Why is the aura on your body so weird!"

Nie Yuxuan slapped him in the face and said impatiently: "Just tell me what I asked you!"

The boss's collar was lifted up, his cheeks were red and swollen. When he saw Nie Yuxuan's thick beard and strong evil aura, he didn't look like a good guy at first sight. He felt a chill in his heart and said with a stiff smile: "Sir, please calm down. I said, that's the Xingyue Judgment and the The sedan chair of the Grand Judge of Tang Snake..."

Judgment?

"Judge?"

"Hey, uncle, please keep your voice down... Fengdu is sentenced to thirty-six, those are big shots who cannot be messed with... they must be given honorific titles..."

Nie Yuxuan let go of his boss and stared at the mansion suspiciously.

After a while, his mind moved and disappeared into the street.

…

In the mansion, at this moment, Qin Kun was drinking for three rounds.

"Old Fan, so you are just a bitch!"

Qin Kun and a group of ghost servants looked at their master being driven into confusion and their tongues were stiff. They felt it was so embarrassing... Qin Kun put his arms around Hei Wuchang Fan Qi's neck and pointed very impolitely, Hei Wuchang He was also fed too much and kept nodding his head in shame.

"Brother Qin, I am just a bitch when it comes to your teachings... Wuwuwu... I don't want to... I feel wronged... You said, there are so many ghost kings outside who are free and independent, why should I be here? Are you looking at the faces of those guys in this damn place?"

Fan Qi's confidant was trembling all over. He really couldn't listen anymore and whispered: "Commander, you have drunk too much..."

"I didn't! What Brother Qin taught me today is that I, Fan, am convinced! Brother Qin, Fan is not talented and I want to have a relationship with you, how about that?!"

Qin Kun was so angry that he shouted "Okay", but was quickly stopped by a group of ghosts from Niu Meng.

"Brother Kun, you drank too much...make a decision when you are sober..."

Qin Kun's momentum shook, and he knocked Niu Meng and the others away: "Old Fan, put the wine and incense!!!"