There is a remote courtyard in Wu Lingbo's mansion, and it is usually prohibited from approaching the people in the mansion. There are two Yin soldiers guarding the courtyard, responsible for the daily needs of the monks inside.

There are three guest rooms in the courtyard, and Yu Jingjing is cleaned inside. There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. If you were Chang Jin here, you will definitely see that these calligraphy and paintings are not manifested by Yin Qi, but from the brush and ink from the world.

Apart from a few calligraphy and paintings, there are no other decorations in the house. If there are, they are just a few futons on the ground.

At this moment, several monks of the Buddhist family sat on the cushion, each with a solemn appearance.

The monk on the left was in his forties, holding a string of rosary of the Seven Treasures of the Seven Treasures of the Seven Treasures, slowly tweaking them. The Secret Book of the Seven Treasures of the World called the gold, silver, glass, glazed, glass, conch, red pearls, and chalcedony in the world, which contained the light and wisdom of the Seven Treasures. It is said that when Shi Zu used his supreme magic power to refine a string of seven treasures, pass it down, and obtaining the Three Treasures can ensure national prosperity, and obtaining the Seven Treasures will make the people safe.

The monk moved the rosary and then said, "Senior brother, a Taoist suddenly appeared in the underworld. It seems that the things that our Shi family planned should have been discovered by the Taoist court, so he sent people down."

"Not necessarily," the old monk with long eyebrows shook his head: "If the actions of waiting in the underworld were really known to the Taoist court, he would not only send one disciple to the underworld to check. Maybe he would have sent troops to patrol here a long time ago, so why not wait until today..."

"What should we do? Let the Taoist leave?" another monk asked with a frown.

"It's not appropriate. This Taoist dares to come to the underworld alone. Obviously, his realm is not low. If he finds something abnormal, he will definitely cause trouble when he returns to the Yangshi Reporting Court. How about we keep him?" The monk Qibao put down his rosary, put his hands together, and said slowly.

"It's good that, now that chaos in the Great Yan Dynasty has just begun, our Shi family's planning has reached a critical moment. There is no mistake." The long-browed monk pondered for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

Then his face became solemn again: "I was afraid of disturbing this person before, so I dared not use the secret method of the Great Treasure to see the foundation of this person. I just looked it secretly when I entered the city. Unfortunately, there was incense in this city that I could not see the foundation at all.

If he can come to the underworld, his realm must be not low, and he may be a core disciple of Taoism. If we want to stay this person, we must plan carefully and not make any mistakes. If we negligently let this person escape from the underworld, something big will be wrong."

"What my senior brother said is very true. How can we use the Six Paths of Vajra Formation to transform this person?" The monk Qibao said again.

The monk with long-browed eyebrows called the Buddha's name, and his face showed a little silent. "In order to maintain the order of the two paths of immortals and gods, this man dared to enter the evil gods in the foreign land alone. He did a great merit. He could have saved his life. Unfortunately, we planned this time that the Buddhist family's century-old Taoist priesthood was related to the Buddhist family, but we could not keep him. We can only wait until afterwards to recite the mantra of rebirth for this person...you can start preparing."

"Yes," the remaining monks replied.

Chang Jin didn't know that he had just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den again.

At Wu Lingbo's kind invitation, he was not inconvenient to refuse too much, so he nodded and agreed to attend the banquet.

Seeing that he agreed, Wu Lingbo immediately ordered his side to go and prepare, and then continued to talk to Chang Jin and asked about all kinds of things in the world.

Chang Jin answered one by one, and later asked: "City Lord, Yun Sheng killed the evil god in the foreign land, and then walked in the underworld. He found that there were many ghosts and souls. I wonder why the city lord did not send these ghosts into the cycle of reincarnation and rule the next one."

"Haha, Master Chang seems to know too little about the underworld. Maintaining the passage of life and death in the underworld requires great magic power, and not every ghost can enter it. If these ghosts are in the Yang world, they can also preserve their memories of their life. However, when they enter the underworld, they are invaded by the Yin Qi of the Underworld, and they will slowly lose their memories of their previous lives, or their souls will be dispersed and turned into Yin Qi, becoming part of this Unconscious ghost. Only a few people with great resentment in front of their bodies and are lucky enough to enter the reincarnation and reincarnation."

"So that's it." After listening to the other party's explanation, Chang Jin suddenly realized. Although he served as a priest in the thoroughfare land, he was the income from killing his former land. He could only do things according to the rules in the imperial edict, but did not know the real situation of the underworld. Not everyone is qualified to enter the cycle of life and death, and it is no different from the Yang world. The only ones who can enjoy the privilege of reincarnation are only a few ghosts, and most of the others are directly refined by the evil spirit.

After understanding this problem, he felt a new confusion in his heart: "City Lord, these unconscious ghosts exist in the underworld. Over time, they will definitely increase the evil spirits of the underworld. What should we do then?"

After hearing his inquiry, Wu Lingbo was slightly stunned and then sighed: "There is no solution. Even the kings of Hell in each palace cannot solve this problem. Therefore, every few hundred years, the evil spirits in the underworld have increased, and then the ghost king hidden inside takes the opportunity to cause trouble."

"How could there be no solution?" Chang Jin was very shocked. He was about to ask, but he suppressed the topic again. He already understood a little in his heart. Obviously, the rules of the underworld in this world are not complete, which caused such a situation.

Before they could continue their conversation, the servant had returned to report and said that the food was ready.

"Okay, Master Chang, let's go to the back hall to have a meal with this city lord." Wu Lingbo stood up first and said.

Chang Jin thanked him and followed him.

As soon as he stepped out of the hall, his heart moved slightly and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Chang Jin has now entered the realm of the earthly immortals, and the six consciousnesses are psychic. Once something unexpected happens on his body, he will definitely have a sense of emotion.

He immediately looked at the luck above his head, and felt that a breeze was blowing, and the golden luck above his head swayed slightly, and then he calmed down again without any abnormalities.

This situation did not relieve him. He turned around and looked inside the mansion. The breath was chaotic and obscure, and it was indeed a bit strange.

When the divine consciousness is introspective of the divine seal in the Nizhan Palace, this evil sign is even more obvious, but when a few black fog is covered, it is obvious that it is because it is afraid that it will be concealed by someone deliberately using secret methods.

"Hmph, if I had not entered the realm of Earth Immortals, I was afraid that the disaster would not be sensed today." Knowing that the crisis was coming, Chang Jin looked at Wu Lingbo who was walking in front of him and his heart began to turn cold. It should be that this agent wanted to be unfavorable to him.

He still didn't understand why he was just passing by here, so how could the other party have murderous intent?

In just a few breaths, Chang Jin's heart was changing in a lot, but there was no sign of it on his face.

Seeing him slow down, Wu Lingbo in front turned his head and urged: "Master Chang, come quickly, we must drink a few more drinks later."

Chang Jin took a few steps quickly, walked to the side and laughed, "That's natural. The greed in my stomach is now aroused, and I want to see what's so wonderful about this wine to return to yin and yang."

"I will definitely not disappoint Master Chang." Wu Lingbo came to the hall and sensed quietly. He found a layer of mist covered in front of him. Understanding that the monks were ready, he was secretly happy and said with a smile: "Master Chang, please."

"The city lord doesn't have to be polite." Chang Jin put his right hand on the hilt of the sword casually and entered in response.

Seeing him joining in, Wu Lingbo said intimately: "It's already in the trap."

"Lord Wu, where is the banquet?" Chang Jin said coldly when he saw that there was no one in the back hall.

"Haha, Master Chang still wants to have a banquet, so why do you think about how to die?" Wu Lingbo said, flashing his body and retreating quickly outside the hall.

"Is that true?" Chang Jin's words had not yet come to his feet, and the sword light flashed and slashed down the other party's neck.

"Puff" Wu Lingbo didn't have time to react, and then he felt a chill in his neck, and then his head rolled two or three feet away.

Almost at the same time, a low voice of the Buddhist family was heard, and then the continuous chanting of scriptures came from a distance, filling the hall with the blink of an eye.

The head rolled on the ground, turned into black mist and drifted in the air. After recombining it into a human form, Wu Lingbo finally shouted: "You...a fast sword, a vicious Taoist."

"Ah how could it be..." Then his scream became shrill, "How could there be a mighty aura on your sword..." Feeling a scorching breath in his body, Wu Lingbo was shocked and shouted anxiously: "Several Dharma Kings, save me quickly."

"It's not that easy to run away," Chang Jin snorted coldly and appeared next to the other party again.

"Stop" the unknown place, a loud shout came.

Chang Jin only felt that his head was stabbed in by thousands of steel needles, and his spiritual consciousness seemed to be in a panic. However, after scanning the true text on the divine seal, he was completely awake.

With a trembling wrist, more than ten sword lights had been emitted, cutting the gods in front of him into yin energy.

This time Wu Lingbo could no longer maintain his body. The yin energy around him was boiling, and only one head was left screaming. The Haoran energy defeated the most yin objects, and even the gods were no exception.

Chang Jin was about to understand the other party completely, but suddenly became alert and his body had already retreated three feet away.

Before he could see the attacking enemy clearly, the airflow in front of him changed again, white light, red air, green light, light yellow... all kinds of clouds appeared in the space.

Looking up, there were several statues of the Buddhist family sitting in the void more than ten feet high. Behind the statues were light wheels, and dense mysterious spells appeared in it.

"The monk from the Buddhist family appeared in the underworld, why did he attack me?" Chang Jin focused his mind and said, "I looked at the statues of the gods intently.

Combined with the sound of the slogan he had heard before, he had completely confirmed that it was the monk of the Shi family who wanted to deal with him.

"You are the Taoist who killed the evil gods in foreign lands. Which Taoist temple is coming from?" At this time, one of the statues of the Buddhist gods spoke. His eyes flashed with golden light, looking like he wanted to see where everything was.

When he came into contact with the other party's gaze, Chang Jin felt something inexplicable approaching, which made him feel like he had nowhere to hide, as if he would see through his past.

However, the next moment, the divine seal in Nihuan Palace suddenly burst out with golden light. The true text attached to it and then sizzled, as if something had been lit and quickly burned into ashes.

"Oh..." Feeling that his magic power was cut off, the statue exclaimed again: "Daoist, what is in your body?"
Chapter completed!