The Way of the Immortal Master

When Meng Zhang was thinking in his heart, almost all the monks who were about to go to the underworld had gathered.

Princess Chunyu was still muttering aside, saying that he didn't know how much favor and face Zhenjun Moqing would make Ouyang Jian pay when he went to the underworld this time.

It seemed that not only Meng Zhang, but even the well-informed Princess Chunyu didn't know in advance that Moqing Zhenjun would set off with Ouyang Jian.

Although Ouyang Jian has the title of Prince of Sword, he is a prince of the opposite sex, not a real member of the royal family.

He has neither the qualifications to pass through a special channel by virtue of his status, nor the ability to recommend others.

This time, in order to send Ouyang Huajin's primordial spirit to the underworld together with Zhenjun Moqing, he really put down his old face and begged for mercy in front of Emperor Bawu.

At this time, Emperor Bawu flew over from a distance, accompanied by the national teacher Chunyu Zhongda.

As the two of them, of course they don't have to be restricted by the air-forbidden circle in the imperial city.

This special space channel is of great importance, and every time it is opened, Ba Wudi needs to come forward in person.

As the supreme being of the Dali Dynasty, he would be at ease only if he personally controlled the opening of the passage.

After arriving at the school grounds, Ba Wudi glanced at the school grounds.

Many monks have already gathered on the school grounds.

These monks are clean and tested generations.

The only monk from the Sea Spirit Sect who was not familiar with him not only paid a huge price for the opportunity to use the special channel, but also provided a reliable guarantee.

Ba Wudi felt that the time was almost up, even if there were some monks who were late, he would not wait any longer.

He and Chunyu Zhongda looked at each other, and then started to do it.

Ba Wudi pointed forward with one hand, and a huge altar suddenly appeared in the middle of the originally empty school field.

He flew to the front of the altar with Chunyu Zhongda, and then landed.

At this time, night had already fallen, and a crescent moon appeared in the sky.

Since it is to open the passage to the underworld, it is natural to avoid the daytime when the yang energy is strong, and choose the night when the yin energy is abundant.

Emperor Bawu made a big salute to the altar, then recited the incantation in a low voice, and kept pinching the seal with both hands.

A moment later, a green flame suddenly ignited in the middle of the altar.

After seeing the flames appear, Emperor Bawu stretched out his hands and piled a large pile of items in front of the altar.

This pile of items was probably sacrifices, and Emperor Ba Wu carefully threw them into the flames one by one.

The flame, which was originally only the size of a fist, began to expand rapidly after being thrown into the sacrifice.

Ba Wudi's movements were very fast, and it didn't take long before he threw all the sacrifices into it.

The flame in the center of the altar also swelled to the point that it was bigger than a person.

Seeing that the heat was almost ready, Emperor Ba Wu recited the mantra loudly.

Another moment passed, and the flame in the center of the altar suddenly shot out lines of fire.

The flames outlined a strange pattern not far in front of the altar.

After the pattern emerged, there was a sharp flicker.

Without blinking a few times, a huge portal appeared there.

During the process of Emperor Bawu casting spells, the national teacher Chunyu Zhongda stood by the side all the time, as if protecting him.

Meng Zhang had never seen Yangshen Zhenjun make a move before.

When he was in the Heavenly Palace, he had come into contact with Granny Qiansi, and even saw Granny Qiansi make a move.

But the level of Void Returning Power is too high, and he can't understand the mystery of it at all.

Originally, he was also planning to have a good look at the power of Yangshen Zhenjun's shots.

But Emperor Bawu was obviously casting spells according to a specific ritual, and he didn't show much of his strength at all.

This made Meng Zhang, who had been staring at him, a little disappointed.

After the portal appeared, Emperor Bawu finished casting the spell, and then gave the order directly.

"You go in one by one now."

"In three months' time, on the other side of the passage, someone will open the passage again. At that time, it will be time for you to return."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Bawu didn't say any more, but flew to the top of the altar with the national teacher Chunyu Zhongda, silently watching the crowd below.

Although these monks had different origins, under the watchful eyes of Emperor Ba Wu, they did not dare to run around at will, but ensured a certain order.

On the ground, several monks who maintained order began to lead everyone into the huge portal in an orderly manner.

Under their guidance, the cultivators on the school field filed in and quickly disappeared from the school field.

Together with Princess Chunyu, Meng Zhang entered the portal with the crowd.

Meng Zhang had experience in space teleportation many times, so he was no stranger to this kind of situation.

He felt the world spinning for a while, and the scene in his eyes kept changing.

Every time the space is transmitted, according to the situation of the space barrier, the difficulty of passing through the space, the situation has different changes.

The space passage leading to the underworld of the Dali Dynasty was very stable, so Meng Zhang didn't feel too much discomfort.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time, all the visions in front of Meng Zhang disappeared, and his feelings returned to normal.

Meng Zhang's eyes dimmed, and he came to a huge square.

Watching many cultivators enter the huge portal, Emperor Bawu didn't speak, just observed carefully.

After everyone went in, nothing unusual happened.

After a while, the huge portal also began to disappear.

The flame above the altar began to slowly die out, and then disappeared with the altar.

Chunyu Zhongda glanced at Emperor Bawu, wanted to say something but didn't speak in the end.

Emperor Bawu and Chunyu Zhongda have known each other for many years, and they have always supported each other to get to where they are today.

Although Chunyu Zhongda didn't speak, Emperor Bawu already understood his meaning based on his understanding of him.

"Are you still worried about Mo Qing?" Emperor Ba Wu asked.

"For so many years, Mo Qing has been staying behind closed doors. At this time, suddenly going to the underworld with Ouyang Jian always makes people a little puzzled."

Chunyu Zhongda said solemnly.

"Mo Qing and Ouyang Jian have been friends for many years, so it's not surprising that they got together."

"Ouyang Jian even put down his old face to beg me, and the reason is so legitimate, I have no reason not to agree."

Emperor Bawu has been the emperor of the Dali Dynasty for so many years, but he still doesn't like talking about each other. Especially in front of friends like Chunyu Zhongda, he still likes to call himself "me".

Chunyu Zhongda glanced at Emperor Bawu, but didn't continue talking.

He knew that Ouyang Jian, an old guy, had always liked to rely on his elders to sell his elders, relying on his qualifications and seniority. Sometimes, when temper flares up, even Ba Wudi doesn't sell his face.

On the surface, Ba Wudi kept his expression on, but actually he couldn't understand this old guy very much.

Now this old guy took the initiative to bow his head to Emperor Bawu and pleaded for mercy. Emperor Bawu was not to mention how happy he was, how could he refuse his request?