In the Yama Hall, there was singing, dancing, and laughter.
"Come on, Young Emperor, let me introduce you."
King Yama was sitting on the lower left side of Shen Chenfeng. While he was drinking and drinking, he pointed to the person next to him and introduced: "This is Judge Cui of our underworld. A judge's pen can judge a person's life and death. He is the number one judge under me." .”
"Judge Cui, the little god, pays homage to the Young Emperor."
Judge Cui, who usually talks casually, is now all smiles.
"These two, one black and one white, are black and white, and are responsible for seducing lost souls."
King Yama drank two cups and soon became a little tipsy.
He glared at Bai Wuchang and shouted quickly: "Why don't you take back your tongue quickly? If it scares the young emperor, can you bear the responsibility?"
"As commanded."
Bai Wuchang, who was wearing a white robe and had an extremely pale face, stuck out a long tongue. He immediately put away the long tongue and said with a smile on his face: "Please forgive me, Young Emperor, this tongue is mine." The magic weapon is specially used to imprison the souls of the dead, and I am used to hanging it like this."
"fine."
Shen Chenfeng waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I think it's quite cool that Bai Wuchang left his tongue outside."
"Yeah?"
Bai Wuchang felt a little embarrassed by Shen Chenfeng's praise and said, "Thank you very much, Young Emperor, for the compliment."
"And these two."
King Yama coughed, pointed to a pair of ancient gods with human bodies, but with bull heads and horse faces respectively, and said: "These are bull heads and horse faces. They are mainly responsible for guarding the eighteen levels of hell."
"Eighteen levels of hell?"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes lit up, he quickly raised his wine glass and said, "These two brothers, let's have a good drink."
"Young Emperor, you are polite."
The bull-headed horse was flattered, and at the same time he raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp.
"These are the main figures in our underworld. If the young emperor has any requests, just give them orders."
King Yama waved his hand, his face full of pride.
"That's right."
"If the Young Emperor dislikes someone, let me tick him off in the book of life and death with this judge's pen, and I will ensure that he perishes on the spot."
"If the young emperor still doesn't get over his anger, we two brothers will detain him and then imprison him in the eighteenth level of hell, so that he will never be reincarnated."
Several ancient gods patted their chests one by one and volunteered.
The Nine Nether Immortal King and Lin Xianzhi looked on with frightened hearts.
They were afraid that by accident, Shen Chenfeng's identity would be exposed and the ancient gods would be angered.
"Haha, brothers, I really don't hide anything from each other."
Shen Chenfeng smiled slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and said: "I really have such an enemy."
"oh?"
King Yama raised his brows and said, slightly drunk, "I wonder who is so brave and dares to be disrespectful to the Young Emperor?"
"If you dare to be disrespectful to the Young Emperor, you are simply too impatient to live."
"Who is so bold?"
"Please let me know, Young Emperor, so that we can give Young Emperor a sigh of relief."
A group of ancient gods shouted with cruel faces.
"This person comes from Lingwu Continent."
Shen Chenfeng put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "His name is Hong Tiandu. Have you heard of it?"
"Human Emperor, Hongtiandu?"
For a moment, the entire scene fell silent.
Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and suddenly there was no sound.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Chenfeng looked at the ancient gods and asked curiously.
"Young Emperor, you don't know something."
King Yama coughed and said: "The Human Emperor Hong Tiandu is the great fortune-teller of Lingwu Continent and is not within the jurisdiction of our underworld."
"That's right."
"This kind of person belongs to God."
"There is nothing we can do in the underworld."
All the ancient gods looked downcast, expressing their helplessness.
"All right."
Shen Chenfeng had expected it to be like this, so he wasn't too surprised.
He raised his glass and said without caring, "Let's all drink."
"drink."
King Yama drank three glasses of wine in a row and seemed to be even more drunk.
Seeing that he could not complete the task for Shen Chenfeng, he felt a little guilty in his heart. He took out a glass-like wine bottle from his arms and said mysteriously: "Your Majesty, Young Emperor, this is the unique underworld jade dew of our underworld. It has the power of refinement." The effects of all impurities are of great help to the soul, please appreciate it, Young Emperor."
"What?"
"Huangquan Yulu?"
"Lord Yama, you are really willing to give up."
Several ancient gods suddenly showed surprised expressions.
Immortal King Jiuyou was filled with surprise and envy, and said: "Huangquan Jade Dew is a magical object extracted from the Huangquan River using secret methods. Often a ton of Huangquan water can extract a drop of Huangquan Jade Dew. This cup of Huangquan Jade Dew of yours , which is equivalent to the essence of millions of tons of yellow spring water.”
"Yeah?"
Shen Chenfeng was a little moved. He didn't expect that this seemingly turbid cup of tea had such a great origin.
He immediately stopped hesitating, raised his head and drank the tea in one gulp.
boom!
It's like spicy wine in the mouth, and the tea is piping hot.
Shen Chenfeng groaned suddenly. He felt as if he was wrapped in invisible flames, and wisps of black energy rose up all over his body.
These are the deepest impurities in the soul.
Even Meng Po soup cannot be cleaned.
However, under the burning of Huangquan Jade Dew, these deepest impurities were gradually removed.
After a long while.
The feeling of fire began to subside, and Shen Chenfeng felt refreshed.
He looked down and saw that his soul seemed to be like crystal, glowing with crystal luster, illuminating every detail of his body.
“Good tea.”
Shen Chenfeng put down the tea cup and felt that his soul had become more condensed.
"It is an honor for our underworld to be praised by the Young Emperor."
King Yama smiled and put away the tea cup, chatted with Shen Chenfeng, and said: "I have not seen the Emperor of Heaven for a hundred thousand years. I don't know how well the Emperor of Heaven has lived in these years."
"The Emperor of Heaven is living a good life."
Shen Chenfeng was not afraid of being exposed, and talked eloquently to King Yama, saying: "Every night, the Emperor of Heaven always thinks of Lord Yama."
"To tell you the truth, I often think of the Emperor of Heaven."
"It's just that because of my busy schedule, I haven't had time to go to the Divine Court to pay homage to the Emperor of Heaven."
King Yama and Shen Chenfeng greeted each other politely, and then got down to the topic, saying: "Master Young Emperor, this time you have traveled thousands of miles to come to our underworld. What is your purpose?"
"It's true."
Shen Chenfeng felt awe-inspiring and said quickly: "I have a brother who was suppressed in the eighteenth level of hell. I came here this time just to save my brother."
"I see."
King Yama groaned and said: "The eighteen levels of hell contain the most vicious criminals in all worlds. According to the rules, no matter what happens, they are not allowed to be released."
"But when the young emperor opens his mouth, the little god doesn't dare to stop him."
"It's just a rule. If you want to rescue your friends, you have to go to hell in person to break the seal."
Hearing this, Shen Chenfeng was a little surprised.
He put down his wine glass and asked in a low voice: "Since the eighteen levels of hell are under the care of your ancient gods, why do you need me to break the seal myself?"
"Master Young Emperor, you don't know something."
King Yama coughed and explained: "Although we ancient gods are born with the Law of the Great Way, when we use the Law of the Great Way, we are also restricted by the Law of the Great Way."
"It's like the eighteenth level of hell. We can use it to suppress all prisoners, but there is no way to release them."
"Because the rules of hell are that no prisoner can be released."
King Yama's eyes flashed and he said: "So if you want to rescue your friends, you have to do it yourself, the Young Emperor, and we can't help."
