After seeing this scene, Wu Sheng couldn't help but shook his head: "It seems that the life of this evil cultivator is not easy. He is either being bullied or living a life of intrigue..."
As for Xu Ci of the City God's Temple, after gathering the Yin Xing Ling above his head, he recited the incantation to activate the Yin Xing Ling.
"The yang of paper embers the yin, unfolding leads to crossing, a stroke of longing, and the reincarnation of thousands of books!"
After Xu Ci finished reciting the incantation, the Yin Order in his hand began to emerge from the Yin Qi, spreading downwards along the top of his head.
At first, Xu Ci couldn't help but get agitated after seeing these yin energy.
But slowly he discovered that the Yin energy coming from the Yin Xing Order would not harm him, so he let down his guard.
Later, when the Yin Qi of the Yin Xing Ling spread to a certain extent, the Yin Xing Ling began to gradually dissipate and turned into dots of light and shadow.
Then it spread to Xu Ci's hands, and then his hands began to dissipate, gradually spreading downwards.
After a full minute, he completely disappeared from Wu Sheng's sight.
Seeing that he finally left, Wu Sheng also entered the City God's Temple, and then worshiped several statues of gods.
Then he placed the blank talismans prepared in advance at their feet and lit them with burned matches.
After that, he took out the Yin Xing Ling and repeated Xu Ci's actions just now, and also recited the incantation: "The yang of paper embers the yin, and it will be crossed. A single thought, and thousands of books will be reincarnated."
When the Yin Qi covered his whole body, Wu Sheng witnessed with his own eyes the scene of his dissipation.
This feeling is very subtle, not even a little painful, but rather comfortable.
"An Menghan, wait for me, I'm coming to the underworld to find you..." When Wu Sheng finished saying this, he completely disappeared into the City God's Temple.
But a familiar figure appeared in the distance, naturally they were all deeply involved.
At this time, he had already put Xu Ci's body in the car. As for the reason why he turned back, he was worried that Xu Ci would not dare to get out.
But what he didn't expect was that when he came back again, he would see someone else entering the underworld.
Since the journey was a bit long, when he rushed back, he only saw Wu Sheng's disappearing back.
"Who is this again?" Qi Shenshen walked slowly into the City God's Temple. He took a look at the talisman at his feet that was about to be burned out.
"Is it a sinister incident? Or... is it a cultivator?" Qi Shenshen couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
"Xu Ci, Xu Ci, is this what you call God's will?" Qi Shen took a deep look at the statues: "I want to see how you end up..."
As for Wu Sheng at this time, after he completely dissipated from his body, he couldn't feel anything anymore, as if he was in a coma.
There is no consciousness or consciousness left.
When Wu Sheng woke up, he didn't know how much time had passed. He sat up blankly and began to look around.
There are endless ghosts here, and they come in all shapes and sizes, and under a huge archway there are inexplicable ghosts.
The place where Yin Zai is located perfectly forms a dividing line with the crowded group of ghosts.
Some of them were holding soul hooks, and some were holding mourning sticks. It seemed that they were all members of the Bai family and the Hei family.
"Damn it! Can you please follow some rules for me!" A bloated man holding a seduction rope scolded the bewildered ghosts in front of him.
After he finished drinking, the group of ghosts standing in front of him remained unmoved.
Fat Yin Chai saw that the ghost group in front of him was still swaying, and there were signs of being ready to rush over at any moment.
He immediately became angry: "Damn it! How many times have I repeated this sentence to you?! Do you not understand it?! Do you?! Huh?!"
The fat Yin Chai was yelling and cursing, and he whipped the ghost rope in his hand hard on the ghost group closest to him.
At the same time, he twisted his fat body and came under the archway with the huge words "Ghost Gate" engraved on it.
He couldn't help but swung it in front of him again.
How could those wandering souls withstand such a torment? After being whipped again by the hook, they fell to the ground in an instant.
At the same time, their bodies became much more transparent.
"Damn it! Any wandering soul reincarnated in the underworld can't withstand three blows with the soul hook or mourning stick. After the third time, you will be completely out of your mind!"
"We don't even have the chance to be reincarnated as a beast! Do you understand?!" Fatty Yinza seemed a little tired, and he quickly wiped his sweat-free face.
Until then, the restless ghosts finally calmed down after seeing such power.
Fatty Yinzai nodded slowly, seemingly satisfied with their current appearance.
As for Wu Sheng, at this time, he shuttled among the quiet ghosts and began to quickly search for An Menghan's figure.
But there were so many ghosts here that it was very difficult for him to take every step.
Not to mention An Menghan could be found in such a complicated place.
Wu Sheng raised his head blankly and glanced at the sky. At this time, he found that there was no sun or clouds in the sky of the underworld.
From now on Guangming Wu Sheng felt that it was approaching evening, and the feeling was almost the same as when he left the earth.
Wu Sheng suddenly couldn't stand it any longer. He pushed aside a few sluggish wandering souls in front of him and pushed forward again.
"Currently, there are still a few hundred wandering souls to reach 10,000! When there are 10,000 wandering souls, you will be able to enter the 'Gate of Hell'!" At this time, Fat Yin Chai stood on a stone pier and shouted loudly With.
When he saw that there were still ghosts who dared to wander among the ghosts after he warned them, his anger suddenly emerged again.
"That, that, that...that brat!" Fatty Yincha immediately pointed his hook at Wu Sheng, who was running back and forth.
"I didn't say you were a brat, did you?! Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said?!"
Due to his impatience, Wu Sheng did not hear Fatty Yincha's scream, but continued to look at him.
"Damn! Hey! That head... that boy with a white cloth on his head?! Hey, hey, hey, it's not you! It's another one!"
"Hey! It's not you either! Oh, oh, oh! Put your hands down! Alas..."
When Fat Yin Chai saw many wandering souls pointing at him, he suddenly felt helpless.
After that, he jumped up from the stone pier, stepped on the heads of many ghosts, and ran towards Wu Sheng with the soul hook in his hand.
"Oh, I'm really exhausted." Although Fatty Yinza said this, his speed was unambiguous.
"Damn it! Stop running around for me!!"
