as time flows.
Yama of the Tenth Hall officially entered work.
One by one, the ghosts who walked out of the Wangchuan River walked up to the observatory to regain their memories.
Step into the ten halls to accept the judgment of good and evil.
Finally, I drank the Wangqing Soup and queued up to enter the Asura Gate and the Ghost Gate in an orderly manner...
The underworld, the machine of reincarnation, began to operate normally.
The line of ghosts is long.
Yama of the Tenth Hall is very tired, but he is becoming more and more proficient...
that's all.
one day...
Two days...
Three days...
When the rabbit goes away, the black fly flies.
Time flies.
A month passed quickly.
There are already millions of ghosts who have been reincarnated.
The number of Asuras and Ghosts in the underworld has also increased from the original ten thousand and one hundred thousand to the current eight hundred and ten thousand and three hundred thousand.
Because the Asura clan has a relatively large scope.
They need to guard Huangquan Road, Wangxiang Terrace, and Samsara Avenue.
So Xuanyuan specially gave them an additional 800,000 yuan.
The area that the ghost servants of the Tenth Hall need to protect is not large, so they are given 200,000.
Millions of souls suddenly found a home.
Became a member of the underworld.
But as time goes by.
Styx, who is in charge of the Wangchuan River, is in a hurry.
Because he discovered that even if millions of ghosts walked out of the Wangchuan River.
But the souls in the Forgotten River seemed not to have diminished at all.
If this continues, when will it be completed?
Think of this.
Styx came to the Six Paths Roulette.
Xuanyuan built a palace here to facilitate his and Hou Tu's living.
Living in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, they don't have to worry about anything going wrong.
He also named the palace Pingxin Palace.
The natural meaning is that this palace belongs to Hou Tu.
Pingxin is Hou Tu’s new name, which means a new beginning.
"King Asura pays homage to the Emperor!"
Minghe came to the Pingxin Palace and saluted the palace.
Xuanyuan joined hands with Hou Tu and stepped out quietly. Looking at Ming He who was full of anxiety, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Ming He, what is it that makes you come here so eagerly?"
With a helpless expression on his face, Styx said: "Emperor, the Wangchuan River will be too chaotic if it continues like this, and it won't be able to be dealt with in ten thousand years. I would like to ask the Emperor to give a way so that we can deal with these souls more efficiently. "
Okay.
I work so hard here, but you, the great emperor, flirt and fall in love every day, right?
The hands-off shopkeeper doesn’t do this either!
Xuanyuan put away his smile when he heard this.
He glanced at the River Styx with relief.
He became more and more certain in his heart that the other party had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the underworld.
He couldn't help but ponder for a moment, and then said: "Indeed, the number of souls in the Wangchuan River is too huge, and it cannot be effectively handled by the Ten Palaces of Yama and Ghosts alone."
"It seems that the six paths of reincarnation have been completely opened."
"But now the world has not been repaired, so only five paths can be opened."
"Besides, there is one more thing that must be done before opening the fifth lane."
Styx's eyes lit up after hearing the first few sentences.
But when he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but frown: "What is the emperor talking about?"
Xuanyuan no longer pretended to be mysterious: "Didn't you ask me before, what is the hell path?"
"I can tell you now."
"The hell realm is used to punish ghosts who commit heinous crimes."
"So I plan to open eighteen levels of hell to punish these souls."
"With all five paths open, let the Ten Palaces of Yama directly find the sinful ghosts from the Wangchuan River, pass through the Wangxiang Terrace, and throw them directly into the hell realm without going through other procedures."
"In this way, the Wangchuan River should be empty soon."
Hear this.
Styx's eyes lit up. He didn't care about anything else at all, but asked directly: "Eighteen levels of hell? Emperor, what is this concept?"
"What are the eighteen levels of hell?"
"How to punish?"
"You know, ghosts with heinous crimes are very tough."
Xuanyuan thought for a while and explained: "The eighteen levels of hell are the eighteen areas opened behind the hell gate."
"Each area has a different hell, used to punish and house evil spirits and sinful souls."
"By sending part of the souls to the eighteenth level of hell, the burden on the Wangchuan River can be reduced and the efficiency of soul processing can be improved."
"As for the method of punishment? It's very simple."
"For example, in the tongue pulling hell, the hell will generate an energy to continuously heal the ghost, and then the ghost will wait for the ghost to give birth to the tongue again, and then pull it out again."
"It goes on like this. Depending on how sinful he is, he will be pulled out for as long as he wants."
"Other hells have similar patterns."
When Styx heard this, he froze on the spot.
Even Hou Tu couldn't help but feel stunned.
Apparently.
They all felt that this was very cruel.
"Cruelty? For what the sinful ghost has done, I'm afraid this is nothing, right?" Xuanyuan shook his head slightly, indicating that it really was nothing.
Hear this.
Both Minghe and Houtu understood that Xuanyuan was intentionally attacking the demon clan for what he had done to the human race before.
In such a comparison, it is really nothing.
The things the demon clan has done to the human race are enough to make people tongue-tied for countless years.
Think of this.
Styx nodded to express understanding, and then asked: "Great Emperor, when will we open the eighteen levels of hell?"
"This... I have to go back and ask Master."
"Just wait for my news,"
Xuanyuan thought for a moment and replied: "After the eighteen levels of hell are completely established, we will open all five paths at once, so that we can better manage and guide the souls."
After hearing this, Minghe felt happy and agreed: "Emperor, just go and leave the order of the underworld to me. I will also convey the news to the Asura clan as soon as possible so that they can prepare."
Xuanyuan nodded in approval and said: "Styx, please do your best now. When I open the eighteen levels of hell, the Asura clan will be responsible for the punishment. Please inform them in advance so that you can be mentally prepared."
"Then next, I will also prepare to expand the Asura clan to tens of millions."
"In this way, the order of the underworld depends entirely on the Asura clan."
Ten million.
Compared to the hundreds of millions of Lich Clan before.
Ten million is really very few.
But Styx was overjoyed when he heard it.
If there were tens of millions, he would be able to control them with ease.
Think of this.
Styx saluted gratefully: "Thank you, Emperor, for your teaching! I will live up to your trust and do my best."
Got a satisfactory answer.
Without any delay, Styx left the Pingxin Hall and returned to the Asura Hall in the middle of the Wangchuan River.
He built the Asura Palace next to the ghost city, which also facilitated the communication between the Asura clan and the ghosts in the ghost city.
After entering the Asura Palace.
He began to organize the Asura clan and told them to prepare for the opening of the eighteen levels of hell.
At this time, Xuanyuan has not yet left the underworld.
Because he didn't need to leave at all, he had already told Lonely Qiufei, who had been hiding in the dark, to go ask Tongtian for advice.
Open up eighteen levels of hell.
In fact, it is to open up a small world, which he really doesn't know how to do.
But he knew that Tongtian would definitely do it.
So I have secretly asked Lonely Qiufei to ask Tongtian for advice.
But not yet waiting for him and Hou Tu to return to Pingxin Palace.
The figure of Yama of the Tenth Palace immediately appeared in front of them.
"You two stop!"
"It's so tiring! Yaomei! This work really isn't done by humans! I'm almost exhausted after three months of non-stop work and judgment all the time."
"Yes! Yaomei! You feel so sorry for your brother! It's so tiring!"
"Xuanyuan! You must find a way to reduce our work today! Otherwise, you won't be happy!"
"Yes! If it doesn't work, you do it. I won't do it, King of Hell!"
"Yao Mei! You can't be deceived by this kid. We are working very hard..."
Yama of the Tenth Hall complained repeatedly while panting.
Who knows what they have been through in the past three months.
Already seeing ghosts makes me want to vomit.
Judging good and evil made them faint.
Xuanyuan smiled helplessly when he saw this, feeling sympathy in his heart.
But he knew that the work of the Ten Palaces of Yama could not be ignored, and the order of the underworld was inseparable from their hard work.
So he thought about how to lighten their burden.
Suddenly, Xuanyuan had a flash of inspiration and proposed a solution: "Brothers, if you are willing, you can establish a subordinate system by yourself, such as positions such as judges. As long as it can help you, I have no objection."
When the Yamas of the Tenth Hall heard Xuanyuan's proposal, their eyes lit up, and they immediately understood the benefits of this method.
Establish a system specifically responsible for the work of judges, and divide the book of life and death into Sun Bo to work for them.
Thus.
They, the Tenth Hall Yama, can also practice well.
It can share their work pressure so that they can have more time to rest and adjust!
Think of this.
The ten Yamas all smiled with satisfaction:
"Good idea, not bad."
"Xuanyuan, your proposal is really great!"
"It really depends on you, kid, but why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"We are willing to set up this judge system to better manage and determine the ownership of souls."
"But the question is where to find the judge?"
"...."
Hear this.
Xuanyuan smiled helplessly, good guy, he kicked the ball back again.
He had some doubts as to whether these ten ancestral witches had ever managed the witch clan before.
Why can't you even understand this little thing?
Xuanyuan smiled and nodded: "It's very simple. What is the most common thing in the underworld? Ghosts!"
"You can find this kind of talent from the Book of Life and Death, release him specially, and let him become a judge."
"Or if there are so many ghosts, you can select suitable candidates from them, train them to become judges, and let them help you handle part of the work."
"Anyway, the thing we lack most is ghosts."
Upon hearing this, the Yamas of the Ten Halls expressed their gratitude and approval.
The whole face is like this.
It's not like they didn't think of this.
But too lazy to think about it.
After becoming the Ten Palaces of Yama, I thought it would be easy.
I didn’t expect to be busy all the time.
Of course, they can just let Xuanyuan think about the troublesome things now.
They felt much more relaxed.
They know that with the help of this judge system, the work of the underworld will be smoother, and they will also be able to get more opportunities to rest and adjust.
Yama of the Tenth Palace, like Styx, returned happily after receiving a satisfactory answer.
And without any delay, we started selecting people directly...
"Brother, they are really lazy."
"But it can be seen that they really like it here."
“I don’t have the worry-heavy look like when I was a ancestral witch at all.”
Hou Tu looked at the energetic appearance of Tenth Palace Yama and couldn't help but smile to Xuanyuan next to him.
Xuanyuan nodded slightly when he heard this: "Yes! This is a good thing!"
"Isn't this just like being reborn?"
Xuanyuan actually rarely talked to Hou Tu about the ancestral witches during this period.
Because he was afraid that Hou Tu would think of other witch clans. For example, many great witches were directly annihilated in the catastrophe and could not be resurrected at all.
He was afraid that Hou Tu would be sad if he thought about it.
But today when he saw Hou Tu smiling when he talked about the ancestral witches, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
I know that the sequelae of the great catastrophe are almost disappearing here in Houtu...
This is a good thing...
He thought again...
