Chapter 73: Messenger
"Then... those who came to capture me must be the Yin soldiers."
You Chuiyun said: "I can leapfrog to challenge Jindan. I guess it won't be possible if the Yin soldiers come to get me. Maybe I can fight with them..."
"It's the messenger who captured you."
You Chuiyun jumped up suddenly: "A messenger in the realm of gods? I, a humble foundation builder, deserve to be personally attacked by a messenger? Is that a mistake?"
Princess Zhaoyang beckoned him to sit down: "Young man, don't lose your composure... The messenger will naturally not come out to catch people just because of a mere foundation building realm."
You Chuiyun said: "Is what you are talking about - a clone?"
"That's right...this is their magical power that relies on the power of the underworld. They have many clones. For example, if you listen to the legends in Fengxiao Realm, Zhong Kui and Yu Lei Shen Tu are among them."
You Chuiyun looked astonished: "So that's it..."
"Of course, they alone cannot manage the affairs of ghosts in the lower realm, so they often cooperate with others. For example, the Longhu Mountain Celestial Masters signed an agreement with the envoy to assist in the management of ghost affairs, and their main task is to eliminate all the ghost affairs. Evil ghosts are evil.”
You Chuiyun thought of Huang Huaqing's techniques for dealing with zombies: "Xiaoyao Guan is also good at this."
Princess Zhaoyang nodded: "So the person who came to catch you may be the Taoist priest of Xiaoyaoguan..."
You Chuiyun's face darkened: "Can we not mention this?"
"Don't mention it? Then I won't care if you are taken away and sent to hell." Princess Zhaoyang held her face with her small hands and lightly opened her red lips, looking playful.
You Chuiyun didn't look at her to avoid being distraught: "Oh, I, You Chuiyun, was born as a servant of the princess and will die as a slave of the princess. I still want to serve the princess for the rest of my life, but it's a pity that I have to go to the eighteenth level of hell to climb mountains of swords and seas of fire. Forget it, I will be a cow and a horse for the princess in my next life."
Seeing him looking like a scoundrel, Princess Zhaoyang was really angry and funny, and said, "You have a way with your glib tongue."
"Oh, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. These people are dead, and they don't care about losing face."
You Chuiyun sighed: "Even if the princess saves me this time, I won't survive long before the next time." Unexpectedly, Princess Zhaoyang's tone changed and she cut people as cold as a cold knife: "There is no next time, even if it's the next time. I can’t interfere with reincarnation either.”
For the first time, You Chuiyun felt the majesty of this old man who had lived for ten thousand years, as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar.
"Then...what your Highness means is..."
You Chuiyun asked carefully: "Since you can't interfere with reincarnation..."
Princess Zhaoyang whispered: "The answer lies in what I just said, don't you feel it?"
You Chuiyun felt sweat dripping down his face.
"You, you mean-"
Princess Zhaoyang made the same move as the Lord God, straightened up and said: "Sign the contract and become the envoy."
"ah!"
You Chuiyun jumped up again.
Princess Zhaoyang ignored his surprise and continued: "This is the way I have found for you."
You Chuiyun suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap. Princess Zhaoyang in front of her was still so beautiful, but she was as scary as a snake.
He even wondered if he had offended this ten thousand year old princess.
"You said... you made me an immortal..."
Princess Zhaoyang's eyes were deep and terrifying, and every word she spoke was like a heavy hammer hammering into his heart: "Ghosts and fairies are also fairies..."
You Chuiyun couldn't accept Princess Zhaoyang's explanation. He collapsed a little: "Aren't ghosts and immortals just...human beings and ghosts? I, I, I'm afraid of ghosts, and you don't know it."
Yes, You Chuiyun said that he was scared to death of ghosts.
Princess Zhaoyang said oh and returned to her original demeanor. She no longer looked so cold: "I almost forgot."
But she then said: "But it's not up to you."
You Chuiyun said anxiously: "Didn't you say that the messenger is different? What if his cultivation method is different from mine now? How should I deal with myself? Will I be giving up my martial arts?"
"What are you yelling about?"
Princess Zhaoyang glanced at him and said, "Do you have a choice again?"
You Chuiyun was stunned and silent when she said that. After a while, he bowed his hands to the princess deeply and said, "I was rude just now. I am here to apologize to His Highness and ask His Highness to punish you."
Princess Zhaoyang was silent. After a while, she let him get up, and then sighed: "You are smart. If I were the Princess Zhaoyang who was able to call upon the wind and rain, the small matter of being resurrected would not matter. Unfortunately, I am only in the heaven now. Regrets, the dust of history.
I have no right to interfere, but that doesn't mean I can't do anything.
You must work hard as an underworld messenger. Although it is not orthodox, it is registered with the underworld ghost king, and its status is higher than that of ordinary Yin soldiers. "
You Chuiyun nodded, it seemed that he had to make this move.
Princess Zhaoyang continued: "How bad are your eyes?"
"ah?"
"The former owner of your eyes was also a messenger..."
You Chuiyun was confused and asked: "How come the princess knows so much..."
Princess Zhaoyang snorted: "I have been looking down here, and I know everything very well. Do you think... you can escape my eyes?"
You Chuiyun thought she was bragging. She was obviously spying on him, but nothing she said could escape her notice.
But even this is terrifying.
"These eyes are very rare and rare. They are the talent of a race. They are also their only legacy until now. They have disappeared in the long river of history."
Princess Zhaoyang said: "With these eyes to the extreme, they can penetrate all things, see the origin of the world, and intuitively see all the rules of the world."
"Can I understand the origin and rules of the world?"
You Chuiyun couldn't help but get excited and had the urge to gear up.
"It's up to you? Just practice for tens of thousands more years... You can see what's hidden behind a stone now. It's pretty good."
Princess Zhaoyang said calmly.
Ah, You Chuiyun sat back in despair.
"These eyes were not yours in the first place. Why are you frustrated? You picked up a great opportunity for no reason and yet you are picky."
Princess Zhaoyang teased: "That's the way you are."
"Under the teachings of the princess, I believe that I will not rest on my laurels. It is my long-cherished wish to protect the princess to the death, and it is my ideal to help His Highness."
You Chuiyun said it so righteously, as if Princess Zhaoyang were his biological parents.
Princess Zhaoyang's scalp was numbed by his confession, and her heart felt cold: "You have no talent for this set, stop saying that you have these things."
"Ouch."
You Chuiyun was disappointed, he thought he was good at acting.
"Back to the topic, your eyes give you an advantage, and you have the prerequisites to become a messenger."
"What?"
"Can't you guess it?" Princess Zhaoyang gave up.
A flash occurred in You Chuiyun's mind.
"Could it be something like Yin Yang eyes..."
"Smart and similar, you can see things that even the soul cannot see without practicing."
You Chuiyun said in a deep voice: "Yin things are evil. How will the princess teach me how to use them..."
Princess Zhaoyang nodded: "As for how to develop it, you can figure it out yourself. Don't bother me with everything."
You Chuiyun felt the urge to die with Princess Zhaoyang.
Pinch a horse, does it still look like a human horse?
"how?"
"No."
You Chuiyun swallowed back this suffocating breath.
"You are just a slave to relieve my boredom. Don't place your position too high. I can lift you up, and I can naturally throw you down."
Princess Zhaoyang sneered.
No matter what, it is worth saving a life. You Chuiyun nodded deeply and said nothing.
"By the way, Your Highness, I would like to ask you, am I really unable to use the spell without your permission? The spell is extremely powerful and does not require the use of mana. It is much more convenient than a talisman."
You Chuiyun thought for a while and thought that he could not take advantage of Princess Zhaoyang. She would have to cry until she got milk: "If I can still use the spell, I will definitely not die."
Princess Zhaoyang pursed her lips and said: "You can take advantage of all the good things in the world? I said that spells can only be cast with the spiritual energy of the heaven. You used it in the Wanhuan Tower because the Wanhuan Tower is a magic weapon of the heaven. Not to mention your fight with Su Fang, I lent you the spiritual energy - you, a small world like Tingfeng, still want to cast spells, unless you carry the land of my heaven with you."
"Oh, then I secretly practiced so well, but my emotional training was in vain. It can't be used without the spiritual energy of heaven."
"Okay, okay, get out, I don't want to see you again."
Princess Zhaoyang waved her sleeves as if she was bored, and You Chuiyun showed joy: "But what should I do?"
"The contract will be communicated by me. Just wait for the messenger to come to your door."
Before Princess Zhaoyang finished speaking, You Chuiyun felt that the scenery in front of him turned gray and everything lost its vitality. Even the evil-warming thunder bamboo leaves that were swaying in the wind stopped swinging.
"Princess?"
Yu Chuiyun shouted softly.
At this time, he suddenly felt that his body was heavy and seemed to be stiff.
This heavy feeling lasted for a long time. Not only did it not relax, it suddenly became more serious.
His whole body sank directly into the floor, penetrated the land of heaven, penetrated the white clouds, and then fell into the earth.
Keep falling, falling again.
Then he fell into a dark place full of lava and rocks.
This place was eerie, and Yu Chuiyun was stiff and struggling to twist his neck.
In the direction he looked, there was a tall and majestic city gate.
There was a man standing under the city gate.
The man was dressed in black, as frightening as the night.
He seemed to feel You Chuiyun's gaze, and slowly turned around, the two of them looked at each other across a piece of rolling magma.
"You finally came."
The man's face seemed to be changing, and You Chuiyun could never see clearly.
Who are you?
He wanted to open his mouth to ask, but found that his mouth could not move at all, and his whole body was frozen.
"Are you afraid of death?"
The man suddenly laughed: "Now, you are dead. Tell me, are you willing?"
