I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

"Emperor, this extraterritorial rift, should we just leave it alone.

Hei Wuchang glanced at the crack and asked Hua Wujue respectfully.

"Why bother.

Hua Wujue asked rhetorically.

Hei Wuchang hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Emperor, the extraterritorial power is great, and the underworld has just been re-established, so we should probably keep a low profile for a while."

Bai Wuchang also nodded: "Our current sphere of influence is too weak, if the extraterritorial clan comes to attack, I am afraid that the newly rebuilt underworld will become a ruin again." Between

the three of them talking.

The deserted underworld is different from what it used to be.

Under the power of the flowers.

The war spirits that had been annihilated in the underworld came out of the soil full of netherworld breath again.

One by one, they were full of surprise.

One by one, they were full of joy.

The ghosts cheered.

They all knelt down to greet their new emperor.

The ruined capital city.

The fix is just a blink of an eye.

The tall and majestic capital city is finally returning.

The high-level ghost generals are also gradually returning.

But the vitality is seriously injured after all.

Ten halls of Yama, the ghost emperor of the four directions.

None of them returned.

Under some kind of hidden force.

They were not resurrected.

Emperor Jun, the ten major armies of the underworld, there is not a single one of the full establishment at present, and there is only one of the ten generals, we need to think long-term, and the most important thing is to recuperate at the moment.

Black Impermanence sighed.

The reason why there is not one of these generals in ten.

It's not that Hua Wujue doesn't have the ability to resurrect them.

It's because they've been reincarnated.

The reincarnation system of the underworld collapsed.

Some of the spirits are still gone.

"It's strange to say, the reincarnation system of our underworld has collapsed, why are there still a large number of souls reincarnated?"

Bai Wuchang also had this question in his heart, but he didn't take the initiative to say it.

In fact.

Reincarnation is a good thing.

Otherwise, like him and Black Impermanence, in the dark Soul Sealing Array, life is better than death, it is much better...

But the soul will never be reincarnated for no reason.

Especially when the reincarnation system of the underworld has collapsed, and the six grinding discs are gone, how can it be possible to automatically reincarnate?

"I know what you mean, but the underworld is indeed seriously damaged right now.

Hua Wujue still agreed, but then the conversation changed:

"But your ideas are problematic.

Black and white impermanence was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly clenched his fists and bowed his head: "Please reprimand the emperor."

"You think about your own strength, and you are weak at the moment, so you have to avoid its edge, and there is nothing wrong with it in the usual sense.

"But you're wrong in thinking that the other party will give you this time.

"The news of the return of the underworld spread, and the extraterritorial weirdness will not give up.

"You show weakness, and you get a thousand other attacks, because you look weak.

"If you show the enemy to be strong, others will be afraid of you, even if you suspect that you are strong outside, you will not dare to act rashly."

"Peaceful development is not something that can be hidden, but something that can be fought with real knives and guns.

Hua Wujue looked at them and said meaningfully.

Black and white impermanence's face was grim: "Yes!"

Sure enough, they were thinking too one-sidedly.

That's right, the news can't be blocked, and since the news will definitely get out, then you must let the outside world see your strength.

Otherwise, if you blindly dodge, you will only get more covetousness.

Others will think.

There may be some treasures in the underworld, and it is precisely by relying on these treasures or inheritances that someone can regain the underworld.

Then there will be more powerful beings coming.

There are many times.

One choice you make can make a big difference.

"You don't have to worry about the safety of the underworld. Hua Wujue calmly looked at the busy capital city, and there were still many positions that needed to be re-promoted and counted after the reconstruction.

"What you need to do is get the underworld back up and running in the shortest possible time. Hua Wujue said.

Black and white impermanence thought about it in his heart, this kind of thing is usually done by judges, but they also know a lot about it, and there is no one available at the moment, so it is most appropriate to do it themselves.

"The subordinates receive the order. "

Black and white impermanence, two noisy guys, finally gone.

In the process of rebuilding the underworld, black and white impermanence has never stopped.

While talking about that, he said this.

It seems to be talking a lot of nonsense, but in fact, Black and White Impermanence is still afraid that Hua Wujue is not familiar with the system of the underworld, and wants to help him get familiar with it as soon as possible.

Hua Wujue actually wanted to tell them that he was the Emperor of Xudu, but it wasn't in this era.

The reason why he didn't tell them that.

It's because the effects of history are already changing.

When a butterfly flaps its wings, it causes a chain reaction.

What's more, it's a person like him who has cultivated through heaven and gone back to the past.

The long river of history will have monstrous waves.

The most critical.

Hua Wujue does not intend to stay in the flood of the past for long.

He's going to get out of here after all.

But after the underworld was brought back to normal.

So he couldn't give out his details.

Otherwise, you will be remembered in the future.

Before he grows up, he's just a little ghost.

This is not feasible.

He's just a passer-by of time.

How can you leave your own mark in an era that does not belong to you?

Everything will eventually be forgotten.

The underworld will eventually get back on track.

And after he did these things, what kind of deflection will happen to history?

Nobody knows.

But he doesn't regret it.

Hua Wujue sat down under a soul mulberry tree, and the soul mulberry above his head was urged by mana, and one fell down, steadily falling in his palm.

A specialty of the underworld, the soul mulberry fruit.

Feed it into your mouth.

Sweet and delicious, very refreshing.

Suddenly he thought of a certain fellow, who was also under this tree once, eating this soul mulberry fruit.

"Tangerine is born in the south of Huainan, and orange is born in Huaibei for citrus.

"This soul mulberry fruit, sure enough, is still only delicious here. "

Little flower, can you give me a little more?" a

smile flashed on someone's face.

Regardless of the image, just like a folk diner, he tasted it for himself.

"Tangerine is born in the south of Huainan, and orange is born in Huaibei for citrus.

"Where will I be born in the future?"

Hua was silent, or rather, he had no answer to his question.

After the silence.

He took out a bamboo flute from his bosom.

A circle of red silk is tied at the end, like a fluttering ribbon.

In this busy and joyful first city of the underworld, above the capital.

Hua Wujue leaned on the tall soul mulberry tree, slowly blowing a song, homesick.

A long melody streaks across the sky.

This song seems to have some kind of magic.

Everyone who seemed to feel something looked up and stopped what they were doing.

There is even a ghost with deep empathy, watching his wife scatter, and he can't stop shedding tears.

However, after a moment of sadness, it is a kind of ruthlessness from the heart, and it must be fought back!

...

However, in a certain newly opened HarmonyOS space.

A figure is on top of a Hongmeng treasure tree, uninhibited, holding a Baohua flowing fruit in his hand, and below him is a terrifying Hongmeng giant beast dying.

Just about to take a bite.

But there was a sudden pause.

The figure frowned, and said to himself, "Strange, why can someone blow my

flute?" In his hand, there was an identical flute.