Rebirth of Merry Comprehension

"Why did you call me Young Master Jiuyou!"

Looking at the old man, Mo Li suddenly had a strange feeling. In his eyes, the old man seemed to instantly become a kind of existence that looked like a human but not a human, like a poison but not a poison. This was a ghost body.

"Who are you?" Mo Li couldn't help but asked again.

"My subordinate Bai Wuchang is the soul seducer who sits under the command of King Yama. Just because this area is barren and the superior person, Lord Yama, is missing, I and many of the ghost realm messengers have walked out of the shackles of the underworld and wandered alone on this continent!

"

The old man explained.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Mo Li couldn't help but murmur in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face and deliberately dragged his voice to ponder.

"Underworld? You actually walked out of the underworld? In this way, the Nine Netherworld, the City of Wasted Death, the Holy River of Huangquan, Waiting for Life, Black Rope, Zhonghe, Calling, Abi, Nearby, Loneliness, etc. are the eighteen hells.

Have all lost their guard?"

Mo Li suddenly thought of some terms in Peng Zu's memory.

"Ah - we wait... The place where we wait is just a smaller City God. We only have the City of Wasted Death, the Evil Ghost Gate, the Hall of Transcendence, the Abi Cave, and the fifth level of the Tongue-pulling Sky... I have never seen the eighteenth level of reincarnation!

"When the old man heard the words in Mo Li's mouth, he started to tremble even more. His snow-white complexion turned frighteningly white. At this moment, he was finally sure that Mo Li was the legendary young master from the Nine Netherworld.

"There are only five? And they have been disbanded? So that means the resentful souls here have no source of return?"

Mo Li continued to show off, his eyes full of sorrow.

"Young master, don't worry. The Messenger of Black Impermanence is still working in the underworld at the moment. We and others will also regularly collect ghosts from the human world and send them to the underworld, but...just..."

The old man hesitated.

"Just what?" Mo Li drank.

He knew what the old man was talking about about the Nether Clan. The Nether Clan was a special race. The people of this clan were born to manipulate ghosts, and almost everyone could practice the method of controlling ghosts.

And those with strong cultivation can even cultivate several levels of hell, become a ghost master, and dominate for a while.

According to rumors, the Lord of the Underworld is the God of Hades who has determined the six paths of reincarnation, the eighteen hells, the boundless sea of ​​suffering, salvation in the afterlife, etc.

Where the god of the underworld is, the world is condensed, the endless sky is a world of its own, and it is called the underworld.

To put it bluntly, people in the underworld can refine their own underworld. Within the great underworld of Hades, the infinite small underworlds together control the souls of the world's dead.

I originally thought this was just a rumor from outside the country, but now it seems...

Mo Li hesitated in his heart.

According to legend, the God of Hades has been cultivated to an infinitely powerful existence, with endless longevity and boundless magic power. It seems that no matter whether it is humans, monsters or demons... he is always under his control.

"It's just that I lost contact with my boss's Hades mansion countless years ago. It was fine when King Yama was here a few years ago. There were still ghosts coming and going among the senior sisters from several major prefectures around here for me to wait for.

We are practicing cultivation, but after a hundred years ago, even King Yama disappeared... and we became a sect of scattered sand!"

As Bai Wuchang explained, he burst into tears.

"I can no longer wait for the Nine Nether True Qi given by Yama Zhengshen, and my body's magic power is gradually declining. In recent years, I can't even protect my own life!" At this point, Bai Wuchang suddenly raised his head, with a full face.

Staring expectantly at Mo Li, who was very close at hand.

"I also hope that Master Jiuyou can give Jiuyou Qi to help us escape from the sea of ​​suffering. We are willing to follow him to the death!"

As he said this, the old man kowtowed and began to pound garlic.

Looking into the old man's eyes, Mo Li understood at this moment that the Nine Nether Qi the old man mentioned was basically his Gu Qi.

But……

Mo Li hesitated.

"Then...why are you here?"

Suddenly, he opened his mouth to ask the old man a key question. At the same time, Mo Li injected an extremely weak Gu Qi into the old man's body.

"Yes, yes, yes... I'm here to fulfill the promise made by an old friend of King Yama!" Bai Wuchang seemed to be very satisfied with this Gu Qi. He closed his eyes and his face was filled with enjoyment, and he even stuttered.

"What agreement? Whose agreement?" Mo Li seemed to have thought of something and asked quickly.

"It was an agreement made by Mo Jian, a good friend of King Yama. Three years ago, Mo Jianzhi went to the City God's Underworld and asked me to come here this month to help him take care of his children. At the same time..."

"What? Mo Jianzhi? He, he foresaw that something would happen here in the near future three years ago?"

Mo Li couldn't help but scream, his mouth opened wide!

This dad is really mysterious, this muddy water is really unfathomable...

As soon as the three words "Mo Jianzhi" came out, it was like a thunderbolt, making Mo Li's head dizzy.

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