The Emperor of the Netherworld

Seeing this, Li Xuan couldn't help but mutter, "Why is the bridge so strange!".

Li Xuan himself has experienced it.

The strength of the soul of a living soul is generally linked to the life of life, and the stronger it is before death, the stronger the soul after death.

Weak souls are simply unable to maintain their sanity, and are in a state of chaos, most of the time they are confused.

And this bridge can restore the soul to its senses.

It is no wonder that in the later generations, the souls of ordinary people can communicate and beg for mercy.

Li Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, so that the operability was higher.

It is completely possible to select high-quality souls as officials of the underworld.

The huge underworld only has itself and the back soil, which is too deserted.

And you can't always do everything, how tiring is that?

It is also time to reduce the pressure on Houtu and gradually take over the operation of the underworld.

Ordinary Yin soldiers and ghosts can be directly selected from the dead souls, but Hades can't.

The management represents the face of the prefecture, and at least it must be a little well-known.

Just as Li Xuan was thinking, the undead who were originally crowded and chaotic became orderly.

One by one, they walked up to the Nai Ho Bridge and crossed the Lethe River.

Most of the undead are unwilling, or miserable, with their heads down and dare not look up, following their instincts to enter the underworld.

"Ding, release task: take root. Task requirements: Move the mountains and rocks of Buzhou, establish the capital city, and open the ghost cultivation vein. Reward: Meng Po soup recipe, 1,000,000 wishes. "

This task can be described as timely rain, but the bridge is good, but it is also easy to make trouble, especially now that the underworld has not yet been restrained by the Yin soldiers and ghosts.

Just when Li Xuan was worried, a supreme aura enveloped him.

Gentle as water, but with an unquestionable will.

Li Xuan was slightly embarrassed, and asked his own master to clean up the follow-up.

He was desperate to get the job done.

"You don't need to think about it, this bridge has solved the urgent need of my prefecture, it's very good! As long as there is a teacher, there is no chaos, you can do it." "

Houtu's voice came slowly, very intimate.

"Master Xie. "

"Between you and me, there is no need to say thanks. "

Li Xuan got up and took off, and flew towards the desolate land again.

I just came back, and before my ass was hot, I left again.

Li Xuan was also helpless about this.

This task is not specified, but it is time-bound.

After the decisive battle of the lich, Buzhou Mountain fell, where did he go to move mountains and rocks to build the city.

Li Xuan didn't go to see the Shennong clan, but flew straight to Buzhou Mountain.

Along the way, it was obvious that the atmosphere of the flood was becoming more and more tense.

There are obviously fewer monks, and it is estimated that they are all hiding, for fear of being affected by the two lich clans.

Li Xuan flew for nearly ten years before he was about to arrive at Buzhou Mountain.

The desolate land is so vast that it may not be possible to explore it in his lifetime.

About 180 million miles away from Buzhou Mountain, Li Xuan felt a little pressure.

That was the coercion left behind by Pangu's death.

The rules of heaven and earth around it, the chains of order will be suppressed differently and imprison the monks who come.

If you don't have a firm will and cultivation, you won't even have the qualifications to get close to Buzhou Mountain!

Li Xuan's whole body was in turmoil, and the majesty of heaven and earth spread out.

He is a righteous god recognized by heaven and earth, and the flood also recognizes him.

No, Zhou Mountain has no obstacle for Li Xuan.

As soon as the breath was released, the previous pressure receded like a tide.

The rules of heaven and earth, the chains of order are open for him.

Fly into Buzhou Mountain.

The breath of eternity came from the pavement, desolate and heavy.

Looking up, Buzhou Mountain is like a pillar of optimus, standing up to the sky.

The countless primeval stars that radiate starlight around it are unpredictable.

And the vast and boundless Buzhou Mountain is also shrouded in these starlight, which is magnificent.

"Sure enough, the flood with the mountains can be called the flood famine, which is too spectacular!"

Li Xuan sighed again and again, and felt a touch in his heart.

As a person of later generations, it is a great blessing to be able to see the Buzhou Mountain with your own eyes!

Climbing Buzhou Mountain, the aura here is even stronger, almost liquefied.

Li Xuan originally wanted to cut the mountain stone directly, but after thinking about it, the aura here is so abundant, wouldn't it be a pity not to cultivate?

Li Xuan began to look around looking for a suitable place to cultivate.

He didn't notice that the lines on his forehead lit up slightly.

It was carved by Houtu himself for him.

Suddenly, Li Xuan heard an ethereal sound, faint and soft.

Hold your breath but find nothing.

Li Xuan just walked and stopped, and unconsciously came to a mountain stream.

There is a fairy spring flowing out of the high place, and a faint fairy mist ripples on the spring water.

By the spring, a group of white deer drank water comfortably, and the crisp chirping of various spirit birds sounded around, which was extremely peaceful.

Just when Li Xuan was confused as to why he came here, the divine pattern on his forehead suddenly ignited.

The flames swelled, forming a ring of fire that surrounded the entire mountain stream.

The birds flew high in terror, the white deer hissed, hugged their legs and ran, and countless creatures rushed to escape.

Behind the fairy spring, a portal is like a line.

I don't know if it's an illusion, this portal feels very familiar to Li Xuan, as if he has felt it somewhere, but he can't remember it.

Step by step.

Reaching out and stroking it, the surface of the stone was rough.

The overall appearance is dull gray, plain and unremarkable.

The moment he pushed the door in, Li Xuan suddenly remembered, "This is the aura on the Xuanming Ancestor Witch!"