Feeling more and more wrong, Su Qi returned to Maoshan to save his life, not to ask someone to send him to the underworld!
Isn't it just a matter of wiping the neck? It didn't take the three of them to take action. Su Qi moved his buttocks. Before he could run a few steps, he was floating in the void.
When he opened his mouth, nothing came out, he could only watch as a finger slowly poked him. Snapped!
The center of his eyebrow was poked, and Su Qi exploded into a blood mist that filled the sky! At this point, if there is a narration, it should say, in the 28th year of the Republic of China, the sycophant Su Qi died!
He turned into a scumbag, not even a complete corpse was left, and there was no tombstone. He was still a virgin in his life, and now he died. I wonder if Sang Qingxiu would come and offer him incense?
This was Su Qi's last unwilling thought. Mao Ying and the others clearly captured the strange expressions of the three veterans. Who could have such strange thoughts?
After living for thousands of years, today is a series of accidents. However, Maoshan finally found a disciple who could see it, so it wouldn't really make Su Qihan lose his temper.
The blood mist floating in the void stayed there and gradually condensed into a ball of blood. The blood was divided into three parts. Su Qi's Yin Shen floated out, accompanied by the power of darkness. When he was confused, he was thrown directly into the underworld by them. .
What is left is the essence that represents the power of the physical body's energy and blood. The blood is bright and red, turning into a stream of light and entering the torrent of humanity in the void.
His two weapons, the Red Feather Spear and the Shanhe Sheji Map, also flew into the torrent of humanity, allowing the power of humanity to wash away everything.
The last one represents an extremely weak trace of magic power in Dantian. This is what is left after Su Qi's cultivation from a hundred days of foundation building to the peak of Yin Shen.
Next to the magic power, the power of pure yang and the power of pure yin are intertwined in a spiral shape. Such a trace of magic power contained Su Qi's way, but at this moment, he didn't go anywhere, but stayed quietly in the same place, suspended in front of True Lord San Mao.
There was a Taoist sound ringing around them, but they couldn't hear what it really was, but the quiet environment seemed like a mountain peak that had remained unchanged forever, the white clouds were lingering, a trace of mana, a purple talisman, just staying here... essence, energy, spirit , went to three different places.
Different people have different encounters. As time passed, the demon kings became the demon beasts guarding the mountain. Sang Qingxiu and Qin Na were cared for by Aunt Zhue. Mr. Guan recovered and went down the mountain with a knife.
His first stop was Baidi City, and then he went to find Wolong, who was still there. The peak of Yangshen, or even the Yuanshen realm, was his next goal.
No one would be willing to be defeated in Qionghua Palace and rubbed in Taiyi Temple. Since Su Qi will not die and is in seclusion, well, this is the news from Sanmao Zhenjun, then Guan Erye and Sang Qingxiu can relax and work hard to cultivate.
As for Su Qi, who was still in retreat, at this moment, he was staring blankly in front of him. A bull head and a horse face!
The tall and majestic bodies, nearly a hundred feet tall, walked towards the distance step by step. They held chains in their hands, and when they clanged, countless souls were hanging on them.
"Am I dead?" Su Qi tilted his head, and next to him was a starving ghost!
"Brother, is there anything to eat?"
"Dude, have you seen my head?"
"Your head is in your belly!"
"Oh, thank you!" With a kind reminder, the starving ghost took out his head with his hands and took it out again, but felt that it was too hungry, so it stuffed it back in again.
A mouth grew out of his belly, looking at Su Qi covetously, drooling all the time.
"There is a severe drought in Yuzhou, but many people have starved to death. They are really starving for thousands of miles!" A voice of emotion came from the other side. Su Qi looked over and saw a ghost with a sallow complexion, disheveled hair, and some arrogance in his words.
"You also starved to death?"
"No, I'm so poor. The Qing court is gone. What's the use of my exam? But I can't farm! My wife also ran away. She couldn't bear the hunger and hanged herself." It's quite straightforward. I can do it myself. He was so awesome that a group of ghosts around him expressed their admiration.
Maybe this is the only topic we can talk about, not to mention that there are many people dying of poverty and starvation here. When someone asked Su Qi, he casually said: "I was stabbed to death by my ancestor!"
"Hey, then you must be a person who deceives the master and destroys the ancestors. I'm glad to meet you!"
"You're welcome, hey, by the way, where are we going?" Su Qi handed over his hands. He felt a little uncomfortable with the chains wrapped around his body. The chains obviously had the effect of calming the soul. As time went by, the strength to struggle also increased. will become weaker and weaker.
"Fengdu City, Lord Niutou just said that we are lucky enough to be able to enter the capital city of the underworld. Maybe if we are chosen, we can even work as a spy for the underworld!" The hanged ghost just now is a complete official fan. Since he couldn't be an official on earth, he planned to try his luck in the underworld, and he started again.
Su Qi spoke loudly to him, and was about to ask again when a deafening voice of impatience suddenly came from above his head: "Okay, you all have to be reincarnated. If you want to be an official, I still want to be promoted. I run errands every day to see you off!" "The huge bull head was breathing heavily, and with each breath, the clouds in the sky poured in, and even some ghosts were swallowed directly into its stomach.
I patted my belly. This was the benefit of a business trip. At least, I could get some benefits.
"Stop eating. You've eaten as much as you can along the way. Don't be embarrassed!" Ma Mian, who also had a huge body, said impatiently.
"Don't worry, I know it!" The ear-splitting exchange did not avoid anyone, causing all the ghosts to quietly shut their mouths. Whoever said that if you become a ghost, you don't have to die, the next step will be to lose your soul!
Bound by chains and held in mid-air, Su Qi twisted his body and found that his Yin Shen power was still there and he could also use the power of darkness, which made him feel a little relieved.
I don’t know how long they walked, but when Su Qidu began to drift to sleep, the bull-headed horse-faced led them to a giant city.
Ancient fonts, Fengdu City, are densely populated with ghosts. The entire city is shrouded in boundless dark clouds. The lightning that flashes across inadvertently has a dark green and eerie color.
At this time, Su Qi finally knew why he hadn't seen ghosts in Wangchuan before. This is the transit point for reincarnation. Those who are guilty should not be in a hurry to reincarnate. They will go to the eighteenth level of hell. Those who are not guilty will enter the six realms of reincarnation.
When the city gate opened wide, chains flying from the bodies of the ox-headed horse-faced men flew into the depths of Fengdu City, and hundreds of thousands of ghosts were dealt with in the blink of an eye.
There was power inside to accept these ghosts, and standing on a thick chain, Su Qi's body was quite small. He looked around and blinked.
"Hey, what about me?" He was the only one left. When the four big eyes looked over, a somewhat impatient voice suddenly came out of Niutou's mouth: "Yin Shen? He's still from Maoshan, and he's here to join in the fun again. , you go and play with the judge, what kind of reincarnation is the Yin God?" Strictly speaking, Su Qi is not dead yet, which makes the bull-headed and horse-faced eyes look a little unkind, and they didn't realize that there is such a fish in troubled waters.
However, the current underworld is basically a place for Taoism, Buddhism, and heavenly organizations. It is not easy for regular creatures like them to care about anything.
Then with a flick, the chain wrapped around Su Qi and flew towards the center of Fengdu City. There was a huge palace there, but as soon as the chain turned, Su Qi was led to an... office next to the palace?
I don't know if I should describe it this way, but Su Qi looked at such a small house, with ghosts and ghosts walking around inside, and it seemed so busy.
The kind of person who goes in and out to do things with pieces of paper is equivalent to an office. Standing at the door hesitantly, a voice suddenly rang out: "Come in!" All the ghosts around him looked at Su Qi with confusion in their eyes. How could this kid be summoned by that guy?
No, I should say, why would a Yin God appear here? If it hadn't been for the words of the Lord Judge, I'm afraid these ghosts would have swarmed up. Hell, they thought it was other forces from the underworld that were attacking.
He walked in a little uneasily. To be honest, Su Qi was still confused. He didn't even know why he was thrown here.
Walking into the small house, there was a different world inside. In a blink of an eye, it was a large palace, with a huge body sitting on it, probably as high as a hundred feet tall.
He has a majestic face, wearing an official hat, but he is wearing a Taoist robe. He is writing rapidly in his hand, holding a huge book, and he does not know what to draw.
Suddenly, this man stopped what he was doing, looked down at Su Qi, and said with great interest: "I, Qianxu, was the master of Wanjiang before he entered the underworld and became a judge!" Got it, the second generation patriarch of Maoshan!
"Greetings to the Patriarch!" Su Qi kowtowed again. They are all Patriarchs anyway, so they are not shabby. And like this, Su Qi finally said "f*ck" in his heart. He finally understood what it meant that there were people above and people below. The judges were all Mrs. Patriarch. What about the Lord of the Palace and the King of Hell?
Is it one of the ancestors who has a part-time job? In response to the change of expression on Su Qi's face, Qianxu Zhenjun burst into laughter, which made the whole palace shake. He shook his head and said: "You are quite tactful, and much smarter than the Xiao Fengjiao I met at the beginning. , However, I can't even say for sure in Fengdu City. If you want to run rampant in the underworld, I'm afraid you've made the wrong calculation!" Su Qi showed a slightly embarrassed smile. He tried his best to appear like a good disciple, but Qian Xu Zhenjun knew what his character was like as soon as he met him.
"Okay, I know the purpose of your coming here!" Purpose? What purpose? Su Qi was really confused. He was thrust into the underworld with a finger. He was confused, right?
Regarding the confused expression on Su Qi's face, Qianxun Zhenjun pondered for a moment, and then said: "It seems that Master and the others didn't tell you that if you want to live towards death, you have to fight for the opportunity of Baishihua."
