Jiang Wenming ignored the comments from the audience and stared at Anubis in hell without blinking.
According to the words of black and white and impermanence, those who enter hell to be tortured are immortal.
But if this continues, doesn't it mean that Anubis will never die before completing his punishment?
Is the game going to remain a stalemate like this?
The Egyptian pantheon clearly saw this and wanted to sacrifice Anubis to delay time.
But what's the point of them doing this?
Their key to creation is gone, so there is no point in delaying it.
Jiang Wenming's brain was running rapidly, but unfortunately he still couldn't figure out the key.
The only possibility is that they are stalling for Greece.
However, according to Jiang Wenming's understanding, the relationship between the two parties should not be so good yet.
Moreover, the Egyptian gods are not saints who sacrifice themselves for others.
There must be some inside story that he doesn't know about.
With this thought in mind, Jiang Wenming ducked and came to Black and White Wuchang.
"You two impermanent masters, can I ask if this Anubis can be killed?"
"I'm afraid it won't work now. The eighteen levels of hell were built by saints to wash away the sins of the dead, and then throw them into the six realms of reincarnation innocently.
No one can leave until his sins are cleansed, unless he takes the initiative to open the gate of hell and release him. But in that case, there will be too much movement. As you can see, there are too many evil ghosts in hell, and it is inevitable that some ghosts will escape. come out. "
Hei Wuchang's words chilled Jiang Wenming's heart.
Does it really have to go on like this?
"That's not necessarily the case."
Bai Wuchang suddenly spoke.
Jiang Wenming's eyes lit up and he quickly looked at the other party.
Just listen to Bai Wuchang saying quietly: "All things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. The sage firmly believes that if the heaven is fifty years old, there will be one person left to escape. There is one person in the underworld who may be able to do it."
"who?"
"Zhong Kui!"
"Zhong Kui?"
Jiang Wenming was stunned, and information about Zhong Kui immediately appeared in his mind.
Strictly speaking, Zhong Kui is neither a ghost nor a person from the underworld.
His identity is very special, it can be said that he is the only one in the Three Realms.
Under normal circumstances, after death, people either enter the underworld or become a lonely ghost.
But he was different. Although he became a lonely ghost, it was because he saved the then emperor Tang Xuanzong.
He was canonized by the opponent as the Demon-Suppressing General, and patrolled the Yin and Yang realms on behalf of the sky!
Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty was a human emperor and was originally not qualified to canonize ghosts and gods.
But the other party is the emperor, and is protected by Emperor Ziwei.
Zhong Kui was nourished by the emperor's energy and became half a ghost.
Although his order was hasty, the underworld had to give Emperor Ziwei this face.
But saving face does not mean that human emperors can do whatever they want.
Their underworld may not arrest Zhong Kui, but they will never recognize the other party's identity.
Therefore, Zhong Kui, a ghost and god, cannot stay in the Yang world for a long time, nor can he return to the underworld. He can only wander between the Yin and Yang realms.
Now Black and White Wuchang actually wants me to go to him for help?
"Brother, I don't know. Those are all old records. Zhong Kui has now been taken into the underworld by the emperor and is one of the four great judges, in charge of punishing evildoers."
When Bai Wu saw Jiang Wenming's silence, he guessed what he was thinking and explained with a smile.
"ah?"
Jiang Wenming also didn't expect that such a thing would happen. He only remembered that there were Cui and Lu Shuangpan in the underworld, but he didn't know that there were two others.
But now was not the time to discuss this, so he immediately asked how to contact Zhong Kui.
"Zhong Kui is now in charge of the Eighteenth Level of Hell. He rarely comes out anymore. Even our colleagues rarely see him. If you are in a hurry, you can go to the Eighteenth Level of Hell in person. Maybe you can find him."
Bai Wuchang's words made Jiang Wenming's scalp tingle.
It's like a joke. The eighteenth level of hell is not a playground. Anyone who wants to can enter can enter.
What’s more, right at the entrance to the underworld is written, “No strangers here!”
How could he, a big living person, get in?
Jiang Wenming doesn't know how to get his soul out of his body, and he doesn't want to be seduced.
"Master Wu Chang, how about one of you help me go down and recruit people? I'm going to the underworld as a living person. Doesn't this break your rules?"
It's okay to be a coward, but you won't admit it even if you kill him.
As a Chinese, there is no one who is not afraid of the underworld, especially someone like him who knows more about it.
Even though the underworld in Journey to the West is described as rubbish, in fact this place is no weaker than the four major parts of heaven.
Strictly speaking, this is the fifth department of heaven.
As for Emperor Fengdu himself, his status was slightly worse than that of the Jade Emperor, and he was on the same level as the other four emperors of heaven.
If he really wanted to deal with Sun Wukong, he would have been cold for a long time.
He made havoc in the Heavenly Palace, the Underworld, and the Dragon Palace. It looked very violent, but to put it bluntly, it was actually a group of adults watching naughty children misbehaving.
He's still a naughty kid from a big boss's family.
As long as it's not too much, just turn a blind eye and pass.
Hearing this, Hei Wuchang said, "We brothers have fought with him before, now let's beg him, don't even think about it!"
Jiang Wenming glanced at the two of them suspiciously and wanted to ask, are you sure it was a fight and not a beating?
But if you say this, it will offend people. Jiang Wenming is not that stupid.
Seeing that the atmosphere became silent, Jiang Wenming gritted his teeth and decided to go there in person.
I stopped by the mountain to pay my respects. After all, the big guys are back, and we might bump into them one day.
With this thought in his mind, Jiang Wenming clasped his fists towards Black and White Impermanence.
"Thank you, Mr. Wu Chang."
"Little things."
Bai Wuchang said, putting the chain in his hand directly around Jiang Wenming's neck.
Pull hard!
Jiang Wenming stumbled and almost fell.
Black and white Wu Chang was dumbfounded.
The Soul Locking Chain is specially used to seize souls, and it can be said to be invincible when facing mortals.
But now, he can't draw out the other party's soul.
Before he could figure out the key, he saw that the soul-locking chain in contact with Jiang Wenming's body began to turn red, and then turned into a pool of molten iron.
"Fuck!"
Black and White Wuchang cried out in distress.
This treasure was destroyed like this?
"What is your origin, kid? Your soul and body are fused together. Could it be that you are also practicing the way to sanctify the body?"
"That's not right! Even if it's the way to become a saint in the physical body, how old are you, how could you possibly achieve this step?"
Black and White Impermanence, you said something to me, looking up and down at Jiang Wenming and marveling.
Jiang Wenming didn't know what was going on. When he was wrapped in chains just now, he only felt a chill, and his body reacted involuntarily.
That seemed to be the power of Emperor Jun's bloodline.
Ever since he obtained the bloodline of Emperor Jun, he found that it had no effect other than showing off.
In terms of speed, it is not as good as Somersault Cloud, in terms of attack, it is not as good as Samadhi Kamikaze, and it has no other special abilities like blazing eyes and golden eyes.
This made him once think that his bloodline was just a status symbol.
I didn't expect that something like this would suddenly happen today.
