Seeing that he agreed, Ah Yang bowed towards him again.
"My subordinates will serve you with all their heart!"
Feng Cheng raised his hand to form a seal, spit out an inner elixir, and relied on the remaining divine power in the inner elixir to stabilize his remaining two souls and six souls.
After a long time, he opened his mouth and swallowed the inner elixir again.
Looking down at A Yang, he said: "Go ahead and do your best. Your soul can only last ten days in the ghost world. If there is no progress in the ten days, you will die in the ghost world."
A Yang pursed his lips, cupped his hands into fists, and responded, "Yes!"
Watching his leaving figure, Feng Cheng's eyes flashed with interest again.
Thousands of years ago, the mythical beasts had suffered a loss from the Kunpeng clan, and this time they would fall to this half-Kunpeng again.
Haha, it's really interesting.
A Yang left Tangshe's palace and never looked back.
He knows what he wants to do, Tang She can help him, and he is not stupid.
The ghost world is so big, how easy is it for him to find Xuantian within ten days?
Once the tenth day comes...can't he just leave the ghost world?
Why die there?
He is a demon, but he is not stupid.
There is no direct gap between the demon world and the ghost world. A Yang went to the human world first, and then went to the ghost world through the human world.
The human world and the ghost world have become a cycle of reincarnation, and it is most convenient to go from the human world to the ghost world.
Everything in the ghost world is very different from what he imagined. Neither demonic energy nor spiritual energy is used here. The air is filled with ghostly energy, but the ghosts on the edge of Wangchuan River do not use ghostly energy.
Is this the power of will?
He was doubtful, but still got on the ferry boat in Wangchuan.
As soon as he got on the boat, the ghost man holding the boat looked at him and was stunned for a moment, and cautiously inquired: "Are you going to Fengdu?"
A Yang had inquired before coming here that Fengdu City was the largest city in the ghost world. If he wanted to find Taoist Xuantian, it was actually the most convenient place to start here.
Therefore, after hearing Gui Cha's question, he nodded, "Exactly."
Guizhan was visibly relieved, "It seems I didn't recognize the wrong person, it's you!"
When A Yang heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know me?"
Guizha laughed, but his voice sounded like crying.
"No way, it's just because someone is looking for you."
"Someone is looking for me?" A Yang suddenly became more confused.
He followed this ghost messenger all the way to Fengdu City. In order to collect the reward, the ghost messenger sent him all the way to Cui Mansion.
A Yang looked at the ghost hunting notices posted everywhere, and there was a portrait of himself among them.
He was a little surprised. Who was looking for him? Could it be Xuantian?
Following Gui Cha all the way to Cui Mansion, Gui Cha went up and negotiated with the Gui Cha who was guarding the door. Only then did someone look at them, turned around and went in to report.
A Yang never expected that his search for the person would go so smoothly. Tanshe gave him ten days, and he found the person on the first day he came to the ghost world.
Taoist Xuantian is still exactly the same as before, but the fairy aura on his body has turned into a gloomy ghost aura.
The two looked at each other, then turned away with disgust.
Finally, Taoist Xuantian spoke, "Why aren't you dead yet?"
A Yang's brows furrowed even more tightly. Who would have thought that after fifteen hundred years, Xuan Tian still couldn't speak.
"You're going to curse people to death when you come up?" A Yang asked back.
Taoist Xuantian looked at him and sneered, "I would rather you die than become the inhuman and ghostly person you are now."
A Yang has been with him for hundreds of years, and has long been accustomed to his poisonous tongue.
He shrugged nonchalantly, "I'm not a human being. I've been called a bastard for countless years. How can I care about this?"
Taoist Xuantian frowned and uttered two words, "Childish."
A Yang smiled, "You are so young, do you think I am naive?"
Taoist Xuantian crossed his arms and turned away, as if he acquiesced.
A Yang continued: "Aren't you naive? Are you neglecting the good human race and seeking your own death to become a ghost cultivator?"
As if someone stepped on his tail, Taoist Xuantian quickly turned around and glared at him, "You!"
As soon as he uttered a word, he saw the ghost servant next to him pricking up his ears and looking towards them. Then he stopped and said to A Yang: "Come in with me first!"
Taoist Xuantian led A Yang into the main room. Looking at the surrounding arrangements, A Yang was a little confused.
"Have you become a judge in the ghost world?"
When he came just now, he clearly saw the three characters "Judge's Mansion" hanging on the plaque outside the door.
Taoist Xuantian sneered, "I'm leaving the good leader of a sect alone to become a judge? What do you think?"
Ah Yang folded his arms and leaned back on the chair, looking at Taoist Xuantian who was making tea for him in front of him.
Youyou said: "I also want to know what you think."
Taoist Xuantian paused and said, "Come and take over for Judge Cui for a few days."
A Yang asked again: "Were you responsible for the missing persons notice outside?"
Taoist Xuantian nodded, "It's me."
Ah Yang thought of seeing several other portraits, "Did you find the other people too?"
Taoist Xuantian said without changing his expression: "No way, Lao Cui found the others himself."
A Yang nodded slightly and saw Taoist Xuantian put a cup of tea in front of him and asked, "It's your turn. Tell me, what's going on with you? Aren't you dead?"
He always thought that A Yang was dead, otherwise he would not be looking for anyone in the ghost world.
A Yang shook his head, "I wanted to die back then, but I didn't succeed. I accidentally became a demon."
Taoist Xuantian frowned, "Devil? Aren't the demons young souls? How did you get here? I'm not afraid that the evil wind will blow you away."
A Yang understood his good intentions and shook his head with a smile, "It doesn't matter, someone has helped me to be a lonely soul. I can stay in the ghost world for ten days."
In the past ten days, Taoist Xuantian led him to fish in the Wangchuan River and taste a bowl of Meng Po soup. The two of them were not afraid of forgetting anything with their strong souls. It was just like drinking wine, trying something new.
Nine days passed in a row like this. On the last day, Taoist Xuantian looked at A Yang who was sitting opposite him and asked, "Tell me, why did you suddenly come to the ghost world?"
He has become a demon, and it is not easy to come to the ghost world. He must have a purpose for going to this place with so much effort.
A Yang raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "If I say that I am here for you, would you believe it?"
Taoist Xuantian frowned, "Come for me? How do you know that I am in the ghost world?"
When A Yang died, he was still living well in the world of immortality, or has A Yang learned some unpredictable skills in recent years?
A Yang looked at him, with a smile on his lips, "It's fate, I met a disciple of Xuantian Clan a few days ago. She recognized me, and I also recognized her sword skills and body skills. "
