The heavens begin from Pingyang City

Seeing Jiang Yao's gaze resting on the statue, Suoming Yaksha quickly explained with a flattering face: "This is the bottle god worshiped by the Bomi Kingdom. It means the destination after death."

"In the Yang Temple, there is the Water God, which symbolizes vitality. It is said that it is their most respected ancient god, but we have never found a temple about this god."

‘Because this miserable Suizu’s path was occupied by Emperor Zhenwu, and he is still amusing himself in the stars. Of course, his temple cannot be found in the real world. ’

After hearing Yaksha's words, Jiang Yao complained secretly in his heart.

This natural god who symbolizes the Great Way of Water, who had some of his power taken away by Emperor Zhenwu, is now only in the realm of legend. Compared with the others, it has simply lowered the level of the powerful god of the Five Elements.

Thinking about it, Jiang Yao sensed it for a moment and said casually: "The positive and negative five elements formation is divided into the Yin and Yang Temple. The switch here should be at the Yang Temple. Go and look for it."

Hearing Jiang Yao's words, the two of them reacted instantly. The Poison-Hand Demon Lord stepped out quickly. The life-threatening Yaksha next to him took a step slower and couldn't help but cursed each other secretly.

Then, he quickly introduced Jiang Yao to Jiang Yao with a flattering smile.

After a moment, the junction between the rock wall and the ground cracked silently, as if appearing out of thin air, revealing a downward step.

After a while, the Poison Hand Demon Lord came back with a flattering look on his face.

Seeing this, Jiang Yao took the lead and headed towards the underground steps, and the two of them quickly followed.

The corridor is very long, and there are many murals painted on the surrounding walls, all of which are prostrate people.

As we walked, a mist with an illusory feeling appeared behind us.

However, Jiang Yao's body exuded a faint green light, and a Xuanwu shadow seemed to appear around him, guarding the three of them. However, these mist could not penetrate into it and have any impact on the three of them.

The life-killing Yaksha and the Poison-Hand Demon Lord felt the mysterious and unpredictable Dharma emanating from the Xuanwu shadows around them, and looked at the Xuan-robed figure in front of them with increasing awe.

In this way, the three of them ignored the changes in the formation and soon came to a hall.

There is a gorgeous mural painted here. Many people in gorgeous clothes are worshiping a god with a snake head and body.

"It's Him!"

The moment he saw the god, Suoming Yaksha exclaimed, and then quickly explained to Jiang Yao: "Sir, this god is what you call Huangquan in the Central Plains, and in the Western Regions, it is also called the underworld. Emperor."

"Um."

Jiang Yao nodded and looked at the portraits of gods with a cold and dead atmosphere on the wall. Of course he knew Huang Quan, the God of Nine Netherworlds.

This person is one of the natural gods in the Nine Netherlands. He wants to use the place of life and death to reincarnate and let go of the shackles of the natural god's body to go one step further.

It's a pity that the great powers in this world are all old men. Unless it's the other side, all plans will encounter various changes.

In the end, he was plotted by some people and failed to complete his plan. Even his body, which was born as a god, was studied over and over again.

Now his reincarnation is still hiding from other powerful beings, and he doesn't even dare to take back his own natural god's body, which is extremely miserable.

It was through his innate god who was born from the river of underworld that Emperor Zhenwu reversed the long river of underworld and found the shortcut to the place of life and death, and sublimated his own great road in it, hoping to go further and land completely.

Of course, this is what Jiang Yao knows about the situation of Emperor Zhenwu in the original work. Jiang Yao has no idea what the situation of the other party is now.

Thinking about it, Jiang Yao suddenly felt something in his heart, looked at the figure of the Underworld Emperor in front of him, and then flicked his finger.

Clang

A clear sound of a sword sounded, and then a sword light emerged, directly cutting into the form of the Underworld Emperor in front of him.

The moment the sword light appeared, the lives of Yasha and the Poison Hand Demon Lord trembled in their hearts, and they felt as if their minds were being split in two.

Then, before the two of them could react, a figure wearing a black robe, an old face, and hair like thin snakes suddenly appeared in front of the Underworld Emperor.

His body was translucent, with a sinister aura, and he was obviously a Yin spirit.

However, as soon as this Yin spirit, which was comparable to a top master, appeared, it was slashed by Jiang Yao's sword light and instantly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Life-killing Yaksha and Poison-Hand Demon Lord looked at Jiang Yao in shock and fear. They did not expect that this Yin spirit, which seemed to be more powerful than themselves, was destroyed as soon as it appeared, and it was like crushing an ant to death.

At this moment, the two of them were even more in awe of the person in front of them.

After the Yin spirit was eliminated, a portal appeared in the mural without any sound, from which bursts of dank air emerged.

Jiang Yao didn't care about the reactions of Suiming Yaksha and the others, and walked towards the inside.

This is a passage that winds and spirals downward, as if it goes straight to the ground.

As you go down, the feeling of dampness becomes heavier and heavier, and you can even hear the sound of gurgling water.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a dusty square paved with stones appeared in front of Jiang Yao.

There is a dark and deep cave behind the square, with a circle of flowers with seven-colored petals growing on the edge.

"Worry-free flower!"

The moment he saw the flowers, Suoming Yaksha beside him couldn't hide his joy and exclaimed, and then he quickly took a careful look at the figure in Xuan robe in front of him.

The worry-free flower is a kind of strange flower that is watered by the water of the underworld. It can be used to refine the worry-free water that makes people forget their past lives. However, the effect varies depending on the year.

These things in front of me are not enough at first glance, and may only be effective for cultivators in outdoor scenes.

Looking at these worry-free flowers, Jiang Yao stepped onto the square.

There was originally a phantom formation here, but Jiang Yao killed the Yin spirit before, and the phantom formation here was destroyed.

The three of them entered the dark and deep cave directly, where the Worry-free Valley is located.

There was a strong feeling of coldness and dampness inside, but the green light around Jiang Yao was eliminated the moment it came close, without any impact on him.

Tick ​​tick tick, the top of the cave is cold and watery, and it keeps falling, making it look increasingly empty and quiet.

The further you go in, the wider the cave becomes, as if there is a wide valley below.

Jiang Yao was not in a hurry, he just moved forward steadily step by step.

After a while, his eyes suddenly became wider.

The three of them appeared in front of a large flat land, and in the distance there was a faint black fog exuding the meaning of death.

Looking at the flat land in front of them, the Poison-Hand Demon Lord and Life-Destroying Yaksha couldn't help but take a breath.

Because there were many corpses in front of them, so densely packed that it seemed like a mass grave.

These corpses were either wearing white robes or black armor. They were very similar to the Yin soldiers who patrolled Bomi all year round, as if they were their physical bodies.

This is actually the lair of those Yin soldiers.

However, these corpses have lost their moisture and look like mummies, but without the stench of decay.

Some of them stood up, some knelt down, and some lay down, in different states.

The only thing they have in common is that their bodies are filled with a sense of coldness and death, with little life.

At this time, the black mist in front surged slightly, and a pair of Yin soldiers walked out. They were the Yin soldiers who usually patrolled Bomi.

The Yin soldiers dispersed, paying no attention to the three of them, and merged quietly into the queue of mummies, as if they would not change for thousands of years.

The life-killing Yaksha and the poison-hand demon murmured: "So this is the source of the changes in Bomi?"

Jiang Yao sensed the sensation for a moment, pondered for a moment, then flicked his finger, and a soft sound broke the silence here.

boom

Under the horrified gazes of the life-killing Yaksha and the Poison-Hand Demon Lord, these corpses actually came to life.

They opened their eyes one by one, but they were all at a loss, and they made long or short sounds of confusion:

"who I am"

"who I am"

"who I am?"

The sound reached their ears, making the two of them feel their scalps numb, as if they had entered the Nine Netherworld.

Jiang Yao didn't pay attention to the changes in the mummies here. His heart moved, and his spiritual sense spread out and merged into the world.

A wide and open valley that is half the size of the country of Halle, gray rocks without any vegetation, dead black mist emerging from a deep crack, tens of thousands or more mummies, and the confusion and coldness inside the mummies.

All of these emerged in Jiang Yao's mind one by one, especially in the close quarters.

In addition, as the spiritual sense merges into the heaven and earth, something that is blinded by the physical senses becomes prominent, it is those dank breaths.

It is cold, damp, dead and gloomy, blending with the vitality between heaven and earth, flooding the entire valley.

It penetrated into the surrounding mummies, controlling the Yin spirits in their bodies, forming countless nodes.

These dank breaths are like the hands of a certain existence, like his eyes, swaying slightly and shaking gently.

After a while, the Yin Ling mummies gradually calmed down, returned to silence, and resumed their previous postures.

Jiang Yao's spiritual sense was still scattered in all directions. After a moment, he opened his eyes and stretched out his hand. Pieces of paper floated in front of the gorgeously dressed figure at the front of the mummy, with some incoherent words written on them.

‘The Imperial Master is crazy! ’

'He's crazy! ’

'National Division.'

The contents on the parchment paper were roughly similar. Finally, Jiang Yao laid his eyes on a book bound with parchment paper.

‘Everyone in the Bomi country can see the Hades Emperor in their dreams, and he can solve problems, teach secrets, or give him a pure land after death, so there is no need to doubt that we are the people of the Hades Emperor’

‘.After the Underworld Emperor’s guidance in dreams and the sacrifice of many good men, we finally found the way to His kingdom. From now on, we must prepare to welcome the Underworld Emperor to come to the world.”

'. After nine years of preparation, today we will usher in the divine glory. The Emperor of Hades will surely become the ruler of the earthly world, and we can also return to his kingdom and live forever'

‘.I feel the great aura of the Hades Emperor, and I record this glory with a trembling pen’

‘.Well, it’s time for me to enter the kingdom of Hades and pray for his coming.’

'No! ’

‘What is he going to do! ’

'He's crazy! ’

Looking at the above records, combined with the situation in Jiang Yao's memory, he roughly restored the situation here.

To put it simply, Bomi's Imperial Master sensed the aura of Huangquan sealed here by Emperor Zhenwu, and realized some of the only mysteries of the legendary roads and worlds. He came up with a way out, which was to use this aura and the... The true souls of the entire Bomi people are fused, and they dream of becoming as powerful as Huang Quan.

But he doesn’t know the only true way and secret of the power of legend to achieve the realization of all realms. He directly fuses the spirits of these living beings who are not himself and me at all, and tries to achieve legend. Isn’t this courting death?

In the end, he merged with the true spirits of these people and became completely 'crazy' himself.