Soon, the three of them arrived in front of Fengdu.
Song Xing looked up and saw a bridge in front of him. The bridge was made of white jade. On both sides of the bridge were written two ancient seal characters - Yin Yang Road.
"This is the most famous Yin-Yang Bridge in the underworld. The soul that comes from the Yang world to Fengdu must pass through this Yin-Yang Road. The Yin-Yang Road leads to the underworld and is also the gate of hell. It is the only communication between hell and the Yang world. land."
The Chenghuang's tone was quite exciting when he spoke, with a sense of uncontrollable pride.
"The City God is right. I have heard about this place, but I have never seen this legendary place with my own eyes."
Fahai echoed.
The City God nodded, and then said: "This Yin-Yang Road is not only for mortals to walk on, it can also lead directly to the underworld. It is the real road to the underworld!"
After finishing speaking, the city god took the lead on the Yin and Yang Road. The two followed closely and walked along the White Jade Bridge onto the Yin-Yang Road.
After Song Xing walked onto the White Jade Bridge, he discovered that he was not the first group of people to get on the bridge because dozens of ghosts had already gathered by the bridge.
The ghosts lined up in a long line, waiting in an orderly manner.
Not long after, it was Song Xing's turn. The City God told him: "Fellow Taoist Song, Zen Master, please wait here for a while. I will report to Mr. Cui and then arrange for someone to give you an extradition card."
Song and Xing knew that strangers would not enter Fengdu, so they nodded in agreement.
Then, the city god left directly.
Song Xing stood quietly alone, waiting patiently while looking at the scene around him.
He looked around and saw a piece of black cloth placed on both sides of the white bridge. Something seemed to be wrapped in the black cloth.
Song Xing guessed that these should be the extradition cards needed by the messenger from the underworld.
As expected by Song Xing, the City God returned soon, followed by several Yin soldiers.
The Yin soldiers held a pitch-black token. They walked straight to the other end of the White Jade Bridge, and then lifted up a pitch-black cloth, revealing a deep hole.
The entrance of the cave exudes extremely strong Yin Qi, which is eerie and terrifying, making people intimidated.
The City God walked up to Song Xing and Fahai and said solemnly: "Fellow Taoist Song, Master Fahai, please come!"
Song Xing and Fa Hai smiled and held their hands in greeting. Then, the two of them stepped onto the Yin-Yang Road and slowly walked in along the entrance of the cave.
The space inside the cave is very huge, as if it were formed naturally, and it is very dry without any sense of moisture.
After walking out of the cave, Song Xing was surprised because a magnificent palace appeared in front of him.
This palace is about a hundred feet high and majestic, standing like a mountain on the ground.
In front of the palace stands a majestic stone lion. The stone lion opens its teeth and claws, roars to the sky, and is lifelike.
The walls of the entire palace are all made of pure gold, shining with dazzling light.
Directly in front of the palace stands a huge golden pillar.
The pillar was ten meters thick, and the top showed a ferocious beast pattern, as if it were a living creature.
The ceiling above the pillars is even more luxurious, with night pearls hanging every few meters, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day.
In addition, the four walls of the entire palace are also carved with various murals.
After Song Xing observed carefully for a long time, he discovered that these murals depicted the life stories of a group of gods and stories about them.
He secretly smacked his lips, he didn't expect that there would be so many murals here.
Moreover, these murals are as lifelike as if they were real.
"Fellow Daoist Song, Master Fahai, please come in with me, I will introduce you." The City God greeted them warmly and took them deep into the palace.
Passing through the main hall, we came to the inner hall.
The decoration pattern of the inner hall of this palace is very different from that of the outside world. There is a huge desk in the center of the inner hall, as well as many bookshelves, with many bamboo slips and a thick classic book piled on them.
Behind the desk sat a gorgeously dressed Yin Shen.
This god has an old face, wrinkled eyebrows, and white beard and hair. His body was thin, his skin was wrinkled, and his eyes were dull and dull.
But he was still as steady as a mountain, with a formidable momentum and a vague aura of domineering power.
The City God stepped forward and said respectfully to the old god: "Master Cui, I have something important to report to you."
Mr. Cui Fu waved his hand and focused on the bamboo slips in front of him. He waited until he had finished what he was doing before turning his attention to the City God.
Hearing the name Cui Fujun, Song Xing's eyes showed a bit of curiosity. After all, Cui Fujun was really famous among the legends of the underworld.
Cui Fujun, surnamed Cui Mingjue and given name Ziyu, was born in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. After his death, he entered the underworld as a judge. He was located in the Emperor's Palace in Fengdu and was responsible for judging the ghosts who came to the underworld.
He is the most powerful judge in the underworld and controls the order of the underworld.
Behind Mr. Cui Fu, there were more than ten Yin Chai standing on the left and right.
Cui Fujun glanced at everyone and then asked: "What's the matter?"
The city god quickly told in detail what happened in Qiantang County.
As the City God described it, Cui Fujun's originally casual expression gradually became serious.
"Is what you said true? Is there really a demon in the world?"
The City God said quickly: "I don't dare to hide it, not to mention that there are two Taoist friends in the world who have witnessed this matter with their own eyes. This Zen Master Fahai is personally taught by the Buddha, so there is no mistake."
When Song Xing saw Mr. Cui Fu looking over, he nodded and said, "The Dragon Lord of Qiantang has died at the hands of the devil. At this moment, the waters of Qiantang are polluted by the devil's energy. I'm afraid it won't be long before it spreads to Qiantang County. I'll come to Fengdu later." , I want to find the soul of Qiantang Dragon Lord and ask him for the specific story."
Cui Fujun nodded, stretched out his hand, and a golden book appeared in his hand.
The huge book turned automatically in his hands without any wind, and kept releasing a soft light golden halo.
This book is called "Yin Yang Lu", and it is a magical weapon given by Yama of the Tenth Palace. It has effects that ordinary magical weapons cannot match.
As long as Mr. Cui wants to know something in this underworld, he only needs to take out the yin and yang and he can see everything.
This "Yin Yang Record" can not only help the underworld manage hell, but also understand the memories of all living things, and even spy on every move in the human world.
Of course, this "Yin Yang Lu" is just an auxiliary magic weapon.
The power of the Yin Division mainly comes from the Three Thousand Avenues, as well as the movement of earth veins and changes in the heavens.
Cui Fujun read the records about Qiantang Dragon King from "Yin Yang Lu".
After a long while, Cui Fujun closed the "Yin Yang Record", frowned at the three people under the desk and said: "I have searched Fengdu Ghost City all over, and I can be sure that within seven days, Qiantang Dragon Lord has not been seen in the underworld. His soul has never even been seen, even the soul of the Dragon Clan."
When Song Xing and the others heard this, their expressions changed slightly. Cui Fujun meant that after Qiantang Longjun died, his soul did not return to the underworld at all.
If so, where is the soul of Qiantang Dragon Lord?
Are you still stuck in the demonic realm of Qiantang Dragon Palace?
