I Became a God in Tokyo

The time of Huang Quan's existence is extremely long, too long to study.

But during this incomparably long time, there was always only one master of Huang Quan.

That is the Great God of Huang Quanjin, Izanami.

Since ancient times, she has used her supreme and terrifying power to frighten and rule the entire underworld.

Under her rule, hundreds of ghosts are overwhelmed, and all souls return.

But it is such a terrifying Izanami

The priest is planning to meet her?

Why?

Izanami's resentment towards Ashihara and Takamahara is well known!

Did the priest think that the other party would sit down obediently and communicate with him eagerly about the matter between Wei Yuan and Huang Quan?

Certainly not!

Just based on his status as a priest and a human being, that great god Huang Quanjin would tear him apart!

Seeing Bai Mujun's serious expression, the ghost girl Hongye only felt that one head was bigger than two.

No matter how strong you are, you are still no match for that Great God Huang Quanjin!

Is it not good to live?

Why, I want to give it away!

She subconsciously said.

"Priest Baimu, my little girl thinks, you'd better give up this plan as soon as possible and leave Huangquan as soon as possible."

"Now, that Great God Huang Quanjin hasn't found Priest Baimu yet."

"If you find out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out!"

"At that time, God Huang Quanjin's resentment towards Wei Yuan will be vented on Priest Bai Mu!"

Seeing the anxious expression of the ghost girl Hongye, Bai Mujun smiled slightly and responded.

"What the red leaf demon said, I also know it."

"But please don't worry, Hongye Daemon, I have the means to protect myself."

"As long as I want to leave, even if Izanami's life is beautiful, I can't stay here."

There is such a means?

The ghost girl Hongye was taken aback.

But still persisted.

"But, in the Underworld is Izanami's territory after all."

"It's too dangerous to rely on Priest Baimu alone."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Hearing this, there was an untimely coughing sound beside Bai Mujun.

Seeing the two people in front of him talking to themselves, Susanoo's complexion became darker and darker.

what happened?

I am here, do I really have no sense of existence?

He is a majestic Susano, a fierce god who doesn't even blink when he cuts Yamata no Orochi!

Don't really treat him as an accessory, hey!

Hearing this coughing sound, Hongye, the ghost girl, realized that there was a brown-haired boy accompanying Bai Mujun.

She was slightly taken aback.

Because all her attention was on the priest, she hadn't been able to find out.

But this boy

Is the divine power emanating from the body?

she asked suspiciously.

"Priest Baimu, who is this?"

"Ah, I forgot to introduce the Red Leaf Demon."

"This one is Susanoo, one of the three noble gods." Bai Mujun smiled and introduced.

Xu, Susano?

The ghost girl Hongye was shocked again.

With crimson eyes, she looked at Susanoo with a little horror.

Is it really the legendary god?

Why have I never found out!

She hastily bowed and bowed deeply: "Little girl Hongye, I have seen Susanoo's boy life!"

"If I was rude just now, I hope Susanoo will forgive me!"

"Hmph." Susanoo's expression softened a little, and he nodded.

Did not mean to blame the other party.

In his eyes, Hongye, the ghost girl, is just a big monster.

Knowing as much as a big demon, it seems that he is too small.

And the other party's background seems a bit tough.

Even if the Mother God doesn't love the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, it doesn't mean he can.

The face that should be given still has to be given.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak any more, the ghost girl Hongye raised her head cautiously, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Retrieve a life.

"The big monster of the red leaf, Susanoo Yumi, also specially accompanied me down to Huangquan to meet Izanami." Bai Mujun said gently.

"Now, the Red Leaf Demon, you should be able to understand the determination you made, right?"

Even a god like Susanoo appeared here, what else can I say?

The ghost girl Hongye smiled stiffly.

She thought that she had already set a very high position for the priest.

But I didn't expect that even the god as noble as the three noble sons would give face to the priest!

In this case

Why not take a gamble!

Thinking of this, the ghost girl Hongye immediately made up her mind.

She bowed her head to Bai Mujun and said respectfully.

"Priest Baimu, my little girl already knows."

"Even if it's extremely dangerous to go to see Izanami, please let my little girl go with me!"

"My little girl is willing to entrust this life to Priest Baimu!"

The soft voice became a little firmer.

"That's good." Bai Mujun nodded slightly.

Approved the ghost girl Hongye's application to join the team.

The ghost girl Hongye who successfully joined the team raised her head, her pretty face was a little joyful, and she asked immediately.

"Then I don't know how Priest Shiraki intends to meet Izanami?"

"My next plan is to go to the end of Santu River first, and see the situation before making a decision." Bai Mujun pondered slightly.

"How to get there?" the ghost girl Hongye asked suddenly.

"Through the way of the Kingdom of God, I have moved many times in a row." Bai Mujun did not hide it, and told the truth.

"Is that so?" A hint of thought appeared on the face of the ghost girl Hongye.

Although she didn't know what the Divine Kingdom Bai Mujun was talking about, she subconsciously thought of the space magic that Bai Mujun had used.

if it is like this.

She shook her head and said, "Priest Shiraki, with this method, I might not be able to reach Izanami's place."

"Huh? What does the Red Leaf Demon mean by that?"

"Could it be that Izanami's palace is not at the end of Santu River?"

Hearing this, Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback.

Not only Bai Mujun, but even Susanoo beside him had some surprise in his eyes.

Even he doesn't know these things.

If the ghost girl Hongye hadn't revealed her identity as the daughter of the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, he must have felt that the other party was lying.

"No, Izanami's beautiful palace should be at the end of the Santu River." The ghost girl Hongye affirmed.

"However, if you just rely on walking or black magic, there is no way to get there."

"Why?" Bai Mujun asked a little puzzled.

"Specifically, my little girl doesn't know either." The ghost girl Hongye also showed a trace of hesitation on her face.

"This statement is also from the little girl who listened to her father when she was by her father's side."

"The Bodhisattva who chatted with my father said that there seems to be only one way to reach Izanami's palace."

"Which one?" Compared with Bai Mujun, Susanoo looked more excited and asked subconsciously.

After all, he had traveled along the Santu River for more than three months before.

With the strength of his three noble sons, he no longer knows how far he has advanced.

But still did not reach the end of Santuchuan, and finally returned without success.

now want to come

It may not be a problem with your own direction.

But there is a problem with my own way!

"I don't know you two, have you ever heard of the ferryman on the Santu River?" the ghost girl Hongye said slowly.

"The ferryman?" Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback.

In the extradition theory of Shintoism, there are three common ways for the deceased to cross the Santu River.

A person who has done good deeds all his life can cross the river with a bridge built of gold, silver and jewels.

Those guilty of misdemeanors waded through the shallows.

People with deep sins must cross through deep waters with fast currents and giant rocks and snakes.

In addition to these three common ways, there is still a special way of crossing the river.

Give a sum of money to the ferryman on the Santu River, and then ask him to help you cross the river.

But the scene in Huangquan is quite different from the legend.

Neither the people crossing the river nor the boats on the ferry can be seen.

The ghost girl Hongye continued.

"Father said that there is only one way to reach Izanami's palace."

"That is to board the ferrymen's boat and let them take it with them."

"Are you talking about those guys who broke the boat on the Sanzu River?" Susanoo asked suddenly.

"Susano, do you know them?" Bai Mujun asked in surprise.

"I saw it when I came to Huangquan." Susanoo nodded.

"Those guys are the most vicious ghosts and gods under the Mother God. They are greedy and tyrannical, but they will obey all the orders of the Mother God."

"As long as you get close to the Santu River within a certain range, they will suddenly appear, and they will take you on board with a friendly face."

"But the fare they charge is not money at all."

"It's the four souls of the boatman!"

"The longer the distance you travel, the more four souls you will collect. If the four souls are not enough to pay the boat fare, they will throw you off the boat!"

Speaking of this, Susanoo's face was also a little angry, thinking of the unpleasant memories that happened back then.

Charge four souls as a boat fee?

Bai Mujun was taken aback.

If the four souls are lost, even seeing Izanami is meaningless.

He frowned slightly, and looked at the ghost girl Hongye.

"Demon Hongye, apart from this one method, is there no other way?"

The ghost girl Hongye shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

Bai Mujun pondered for a moment.

He looked at the mighty pitch-black giant river in the distance.

"Then it seems that we can only give it a try."

"Priest Shiraki, wait a minute!" Susanoo hurriedly stopped.

"Those guys are not good at anything!"

"Back then, we only refused to ride once, and we have been entangled by these guys all the time!"

"And these guys have the protection of the mother god. As long as they are in the underworld, even if their bodies are smashed, they will automatically recover, and they cannot be killed at all!"

"So, you must not provoke them easily!"

"Please rest assured, Susanoo, if something unexpected happens, I will pass through the Kingdom of God immediately and take you out of Huangquan." Bai Mujun comforted with a smile.

"Besides, I already have a plan, please trust me."

"This..." Susanoo hesitated on his face, and finally said reluctantly, "That's good."

Bai Mujun looked at the ghost girl Hongye again, and saw the latter nodded slightly.

After getting the consent of the two, he immediately used the evasion method.

In the next moment, they appeared in front of the broad Santu River with the two of them.

The dark and corrupt river rolled, and it seemed that countless spirit ghosts could be seen crying and crying.

And at the moment when the three of Bai Mujun arrived.

In the Santu River, a blood-yellow rotting wooden boat suddenly appeared.

It seemed to emerge from the bottom of the river, silently.

The sides of the hull are covered with corroded and rusted copper rings, and there are dried and black bloodstains everywhere on the wooden boards, and the underwater part is particularly serious, and even torn claw marks can be seen.

The wooden boat had no sails, and the oars were moved by the man in the ragged black robe at the bow.

As the wooden boat approached, a strong smell of blood could be vaguely smelled.

Bai Mujun frowned slightly.

From the perspective, it is not difficult for him to see that the power in the body of the ferryman at the bow is neither divine power nor magic power.

It's the ghost power I saw when expelling the supernatural.

Is this the ghosts and gods in the underworld?

Although the ghost power in the opponent's body is converted into mana, it is only five thousand points.

But according to Susano, the opponent may have the tricky attribute of "immortality".

Not to be underestimated.

Puchi!

When Bai Mujun was thinking.

The ghosts and gods on the ferry had already wrapped the oars with ropes and inserted them into the soil beside the Santu River as a support point.

The wooden boat then moored in front of everyone.

And the ghost jumped off the bow, raised his head, revealing a dry and thin face.

A pair of treacherous small eyes slipped around on the three of Bai Mujun and the others.

Hehe smiled and said: "It's really strange, it turned out to be a living person?"

"You guys, are you going to take a boat?"

"Yes." Bai Mujun nodded, "I just don't know where your boat can go?"

"Where is it?" The ghosts and gods on the ferry grinned and said conceitedly, with non-stop hehes.

"As long as you have money, I can send you to any place in this underworld!"

"The end of Santuchuan, can you go too?" Bai Mujun asked calmly.

The ferry ghost was startled when he heard this.

The thin and small eyes suddenly narrowed, showing a bit of vigilance.

"What are you doing there?"

"I have something to do, I want to see Izanami." Bai Mujun smiled.

Want to meet the Lord God?

The ferry ghost looked at Bai Mujun suspiciously.

The strength of these survivors seems to be a little strong?

He could only see through the strength of the woman in the maple-colored kimono, but he couldn't see through the other two.

Is it to ask the Lord God for something, or to say.

Want to be unfavorable to the Lord God?

"I don't know, Your Excellency, can you go?" Bai Mujun asked again.

"If you can go, of course you can!" The mocking smile on the face of the ferry ghost became more intense.

Bad for the Lord God?

What a joke!

In Huangquan, the main god is an invincible existence!

Those who are mere survivors can only become the nourishment of the main god!

He rubbed his palms together and gestured for money.

"However, the boat fare may be a bit more expensive."

"Did you pay all by yourself, or share it equally?"

"But I don't intend to pay." Bai Mujun shook his head and said.

What?

Ferry Ghost God's face immediately became extremely gloomy.

He said grimly.

"Survivor, are you challenging Huang Quan's dignity?"

Bai Mujun calmly continued to speak with a smile.

"Your Excellency, don't worry."

"Although I don't intend to pay, but I can contribute."

contribute?

What are you doing?

The ghosts and gods on the ferry were taken aback.

But Bai Mujun's eyes fell on the wooden boat moored by the shore.

He raised his palm slowly.

A warm, benevolent, and benevolent silver light gently lit up in his palm.

It is the Holy Light Palm.

And that ghost stared at the light in Bai Mujun's palm in horror.

A kind of fear originating from the instinct in his heart flooded into his heart like a tide.

This, this is a trick against Huang Quan!

He shook his black robe violently, only the palm of the bone remained in front of him, and roared.

"Wait, what do you want to do!"

"Stop it, stop it!!"

Bai Mujun looked at the wooden boat with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Your Excellency's boat seems a little dirty."

"Your Majesty, I can help you clean it up for a fee."

Regardless of the ghost's stop, he stretched out his palm and slapped forward calmly.

tick.

It seems that there is a burst of rain and dew falling, gently covering the whole wooden boat.

In the dimness, the mottled stains on the hull turned into streams of foul-smelling black water, sliding down from the hull one after another.

Such as copper rust, blood stains, and claw marks, all disappeared under the nourishment of the gentle holy light palm.

For a time, the whole ship became sacred, pure and inviolable.

Even the gloomy sky that has been stagnant all year round has broken a gap at this moment, revealing a rare piece of blue.

Realizing that the other party's target was not him, the ferry ghost opened his closed eyes.

Then, the mouth was big enough to put his head in.

He saw it.

In the blue sky, in the underworld.

There is a little white boat.

Happy New Year everyone!