The green ghost waved his huge fork and stabbed Xu Xian and said: What a big tone, what are you...
The red ghost used a long spear to block the giant fork with one hand, making a loud thunderous sound, and covered the Qing ghost's mouth with the other hand, pressing it and kneeling down halfway: No!
As if nothing had happened, Xu Xian climbed up the stairs, came to the Emperor's Palace, and knocked on the giant door that had been covered with dust for thousands of years.
The dark giant door as high as ten feet was slowly opened silently and after being allowed to enter, it slowly closed, as if nothing had happened.
The red ghost let go of the blue ghost's mouth and fell to the ground: You are so stupid to guard the gate.
Qinggui also felt something was wrong: That's it?
If you guessed correctly, it was Xu Xian, the new lord of the underworld. Legend has it that when Emperor Dongyue was reincarnated, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had returned the underworld to him.
Qing Gui felt a cold sweat and said: How is that Yin Emperor?
We don’t need to worry about this, let’s go and spread the underworld!
Xu Xian stepped into the magnificent hall, and was stunned at first, then laughed silently.
The Yin Emperor who lived on the imperial throne turned out to be the face of Emperor Dongyue, with his eyes closed as if he had entered into meditation.
Xu Xian walked forward, and the Yin Emperor suddenly opened his dark eyes, faced Xu Xian's four eyes, and said: You are here!
I am coming!
In Xu Xian's mind, an extremely important piece has always been missing in his memory of Emperor Dongyue, which contains the details of Emperor Dongyue's transaction with Buddhism.
Now, he finally found it.
Perhaps this is not a deal, because Emperor Dongyue has always been at the highest point of the underworld, carrying the honor of the Lord of the Underworld.
The Buddha who made a promise must have expected that one day, sooner or later, you will get your things back.
But Xu Xian was a little confused. What was left here was not just a simple clone. Any exquisite clone method could not be maintained once the subject no longer exists.
A massive amount of information flows between the two.
Just as Xu Xian was immersed in communicating with the clone of the Dongyue Emperor, the Yin-Yang map on the spiritual gate on his waist was slowly rotating at an undetectable speed.
Xu Xian gradually understood that this was the true body of Emperor Dongyue, and he used the Daluo Jinxian's Daluo.
The Taoist ancestor transformed into three purities. The Buddha had three Buddhas in horizontal and vertical worlds. Emperor Dongyue used Taoism to inherit one lineage. Instead of using magic and illusion to transform into one clone, he transformed that little bit of true self into more levels.
One birth, two birth, two birth, and finally achieve the true trinity, which can produce all things in three births and truly incarnate billions.
But Emperor Dongyue only reached the state of one life and two lives, and was not very successful, and his incarnation was insufficient.But he also took a big step towards the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.
For Xu Xian, who is exploring on the edge, it is extremely valuable information and experience.
At the same time, Xu Xian also understood that this must be the trump card retained by the Second Patriarch of Buddhism and Taoism. If he fails to become a weapon, the Yin Emperor of Fengdu will appear to take over everything. With his approach to the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal and his prestige among the immortals in the Three Realms, he can fight against the Great Free Heaven.
Perhaps his performance was quite satisfactory, and this trump card was not activated in the end, so he was left to wait for him to receive it.
He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he came to bet against these two people. Wouldn't he begging for trouble?
Gradually, the description of Emperor Dongyue changed, and eventually turned into Xu Xian's appearance.
The two Xu Xian smiled slightly at the same time, and the Yin-Yang Picture also stopped rotating.
The hall gate opened again, and the mysterious Fengdu Yin Emperor walked out of the hall and looked at the sentient beings in the underworld: I am Fengdu Yin Emperor, where is the Ten Palaces of Yama?
The Ten Palaces of Yama Luo looked at Xu Xian in shock, wearing a black imperial suit, but under his attention, he did not dare to say much. He stepped forward one by one and reported his name.
Officials of King Guang of Qin.The minister is the King of Chujiang.The minister of the Emperor of Song.The minister has five senses.
……
Xu Xian came to the evil mirror platform, reached into the evil mirror, took out a small lens, and then left the underworld.
No, he did not leave. He will always be stationed in the underworld. With the many magical instruments in the Golden Chamber and the experience of Emperor Dongyue, he will examine yin and yang, cut off right and wrong, distinguish loyalty and treason, and determine reincarnation, and govern the entire underworld world.
The land of Lingnan, outside Anlong County.
Xu Xian stood in front of a bunch of small graves and sighed deeply. This was something he had not been able to protect at the beginning, and then waved his sleeves and sprinkled a rain of auspicious light.
The grave was separated from each other, and a small coffin appeared, and the sound of the baby's crying was faintly heard.
Xu Xian opened the coffin and carried a baby like a jade carving.
The regrets left behind at the beginning can finally be remedied today.
With a bang, the bamboo basket fell to the ground and paper money was spilled all over the floor.
At this time, the genius was hazy. Xu Xian turned around and saw a beautiful young woman wearing a navy blue dress with a somewhat similar style to a minority costume. She was standing not far away, covering her mouth and looking at herself in disbelief. It was Zhuang Huijun.
Zhuang Huijun staggered forward and gently stroked the baby's tender cheeks: My...child!
Xu Xian put the baby in her arms and said with a smile: Yes, your child.
Zhuang Huijun burst into tears and pressed her cheek against the child's face. The child's loud crying sounded like a fairy sound on this cold morning.
Xu Xian was worried that she would be hurt by her great sorrow and joy: Madam, the child is prone to getting hernia when crying, so you should just coax it!
Zhuang Huijun came to her senses and had no time to wipe the tears from her face. She hugged the child and shook it gently, but the child still cried.
He must be hungry.Xu Xian turned around.
Zhuang Huijun's face turned red, and she didn't care about being shy, so she turned around to untie her clothes, and the child's crying stopped immediately.
After a moment, Zhuang Huijun said with a voice like a mosquito: Lord Xu, it's OK.The child has fallen asleep in her arms.
Zhuang Huijun bowed down and said sincerely: Even if the sinner's kindness is broken, he will not be able to repay him.
Xu Xianxu asked her to make her unable to worship her, but said: When she was in a shallow way of doing things in the next path, she couldn't save the child. She was tired of her wife's concern. It was not until today that she had this ability and had fulfilled her wish.
The lady is weak and should not live in this Lingnan area for a long time. I came here this time to take her back to Jiangnan. Don’t call her a sinner again. I was not happy after hearing this.
Zhuang Huijun bowed and said: I am just following the instructions of my elders, please give me some more time.
Xu Xian nodded in agreement. Zhuang Huijun picked up the bamboo basket, bit his lip and came to Chen Lun's tomb, ignited three pillars of fragrance, arranged some tributes, and burned all the paper money in the basket.
These books are all prepared for the child. Now that the child has come back to life, she can finally let go of her knots and reconcile with Chen Lun.
In a trance, many scenes of the past appeared before my eyes one by one. Zhuang Huijun always had a sad face, showing a sunny smile of relief, and rectified her hair on her temples.
Xu Xian was also happy for her.
It seemed like she had a bizarre dream. When Zhuang Huijun opened her eyes again, she returned to Suzhou City, which had been away for a long time. She first checked the children in her arms and felt relieved when she saw that they were asleep.
Suzhou City was bustling in the early morning. On the river as dense as spider webs, a black-sailed boat slowly sailed, with all kinds of fresh vegetables, fish and shrimps placed on it. The porter hurriedly walked by with a load.
All these fresh and familiar scenes came to her, making her not know how to deal with them for a while.
Xu Xian asked: Who else can you join me in Jiangnan?
Zhuang Huijun shook his head: I am the only daughter, and my parents have passed away. There is only one uncle in Jiaozhou, but he doesn’t have much contact.
Xu Xiandao: Then I just live in Suzhou and hire a few more maids to serve him. I don’t have to look at people’s faces. I can take care of them.He suddenly remembered that he was still the prefect of Suzhou, but since the prefect of Suzhou took office, he had never been in the church for a day.
Zhuang Huijun agreed to everything.
When he arrived at the prefect's yamen, Xu Xian temporarily arranged Zhuang Huijun to rest in the inner courtyard and went to the front hall to summon a group of officials and yamen runners. This was the new official who took office.
But before I could enjoy the joy of sitting in the hall, a lot of government affairs were placed on the table. Some time ago, the world was in chaos, and Suzhou was in a row, and everything was in trouble. All things were waiting for him to be the prefect.
Xu Xian suddenly remembered Yun Yan's benefits, and let everyone stay for a while. After returning to the yamen, he flashed back to Hangzhou, Yun Yan's boudoir.
As expected, she was still unable to get up at this time and was sleeping in her dream.
Xu Xian smiled evilly, lifted the curtain, and lifted the quilt without hesitation.
A shining sword light pierced straight into his throat. Xu Xian grabbed the sword's edge and looked at the same person holding the sword. Both of them were stunned.
Qingluan still maintained a posture of half kneeling on the bed and thrusting his sword straight, but she had no inch except underpants, and she had never even brought a bellyband. She only used her left arm to protect her chest, but it seemed more and more attractive. Instead, the loose black hair had a little concealment effect. In addition, her eyes were as sharp as a swordsman, which really had a swordsman's style.
She is both beautiful and charming and heroic. Unfortunately, this style was not maintained for a second. The swordsman immediately gave up the sword that she regarded as life, folded her hands to protect her chest, blushed and complained shyly: Brother!
Xu Xian really wanted to eat her in one bite, but beside Qingluan, the woman she was really looking for had already yawned and stood up: Husband, why are you here!Her tall and soft breasts trembled, and her master had no intention of hiding them.
Xu Xian closed the bed curtain hatefully in a complicated mood of what he wanted to do and nothing he could do: Get dressed!
When Yun Yan slowly put on her clothes and had to dress up, Xu Xian immediately picked her up and returned to Suzhou. An illusion fell on her, and Yun Yan's version of Xu Xian was freshly released, but that lazy posture could not dissipate for a while.
When Yun Yan looked at her dress and learned Xu Xian’s request, she immediately looked at him with an extremely resentful expression.
Xu Xian beat her up and pushed her into the hall.
The red ghost used a long spear to block the giant fork with one hand, making a loud thunderous sound, and covered the Qing ghost's mouth with the other hand, pressing it and kneeling down halfway: No!
As if nothing had happened, Xu Xian climbed up the stairs, came to the Emperor's Palace, and knocked on the giant door that had been covered with dust for thousands of years.
The dark giant door as high as ten feet was slowly opened silently and after being allowed to enter, it slowly closed, as if nothing had happened.
The red ghost let go of the blue ghost's mouth and fell to the ground: You are so stupid to guard the gate.
Qinggui also felt something was wrong: That's it?
If you guessed correctly, it was Xu Xian, the new lord of the underworld. Legend has it that when Emperor Dongyue was reincarnated, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had returned the underworld to him.
Qing Gui felt a cold sweat and said: How is that Yin Emperor?
We don’t need to worry about this, let’s go and spread the underworld!
Xu Xian stepped into the magnificent hall, and was stunned at first, then laughed silently.
The Yin Emperor who lived on the imperial throne turned out to be the face of Emperor Dongyue, with his eyes closed as if he had entered into meditation.
Xu Xian walked forward, and the Yin Emperor suddenly opened his dark eyes, faced Xu Xian's four eyes, and said: You are here!
I am coming!
In Xu Xian's mind, an extremely important piece has always been missing in his memory of Emperor Dongyue, which contains the details of Emperor Dongyue's transaction with Buddhism.
Now, he finally found it.
Perhaps this is not a deal, because Emperor Dongyue has always been at the highest point of the underworld, carrying the honor of the Lord of the Underworld.
The Buddha who made a promise must have expected that one day, sooner or later, you will get your things back.
But Xu Xian was a little confused. What was left here was not just a simple clone. Any exquisite clone method could not be maintained once the subject no longer exists.
A massive amount of information flows between the two.
Just as Xu Xian was immersed in communicating with the clone of the Dongyue Emperor, the Yin-Yang map on the spiritual gate on his waist was slowly rotating at an undetectable speed.
Xu Xian gradually understood that this was the true body of Emperor Dongyue, and he used the Daluo Jinxian's Daluo.
The Taoist ancestor transformed into three purities. The Buddha had three Buddhas in horizontal and vertical worlds. Emperor Dongyue used Taoism to inherit one lineage. Instead of using magic and illusion to transform into one clone, he transformed that little bit of true self into more levels.
One birth, two birth, two birth, and finally achieve the true trinity, which can produce all things in three births and truly incarnate billions.
But Emperor Dongyue only reached the state of one life and two lives, and was not very successful, and his incarnation was insufficient.But he also took a big step towards the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.
For Xu Xian, who is exploring on the edge, it is extremely valuable information and experience.
At the same time, Xu Xian also understood that this must be the trump card retained by the Second Patriarch of Buddhism and Taoism. If he fails to become a weapon, the Yin Emperor of Fengdu will appear to take over everything. With his approach to the realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal and his prestige among the immortals in the Three Realms, he can fight against the Great Free Heaven.
Perhaps his performance was quite satisfactory, and this trump card was not activated in the end, so he was left to wait for him to receive it.
He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he came to bet against these two people. Wouldn't he begging for trouble?
Gradually, the description of Emperor Dongyue changed, and eventually turned into Xu Xian's appearance.
The two Xu Xian smiled slightly at the same time, and the Yin-Yang Picture also stopped rotating.
The hall gate opened again, and the mysterious Fengdu Yin Emperor walked out of the hall and looked at the sentient beings in the underworld: I am Fengdu Yin Emperor, where is the Ten Palaces of Yama?
The Ten Palaces of Yama Luo looked at Xu Xian in shock, wearing a black imperial suit, but under his attention, he did not dare to say much. He stepped forward one by one and reported his name.
Officials of King Guang of Qin.The minister is the King of Chujiang.The minister of the Emperor of Song.The minister has five senses.
……
Xu Xian came to the evil mirror platform, reached into the evil mirror, took out a small lens, and then left the underworld.
No, he did not leave. He will always be stationed in the underworld. With the many magical instruments in the Golden Chamber and the experience of Emperor Dongyue, he will examine yin and yang, cut off right and wrong, distinguish loyalty and treason, and determine reincarnation, and govern the entire underworld world.
The land of Lingnan, outside Anlong County.
Xu Xian stood in front of a bunch of small graves and sighed deeply. This was something he had not been able to protect at the beginning, and then waved his sleeves and sprinkled a rain of auspicious light.
The grave was separated from each other, and a small coffin appeared, and the sound of the baby's crying was faintly heard.
Xu Xian opened the coffin and carried a baby like a jade carving.
The regrets left behind at the beginning can finally be remedied today.
With a bang, the bamboo basket fell to the ground and paper money was spilled all over the floor.
At this time, the genius was hazy. Xu Xian turned around and saw a beautiful young woman wearing a navy blue dress with a somewhat similar style to a minority costume. She was standing not far away, covering her mouth and looking at herself in disbelief. It was Zhuang Huijun.
Zhuang Huijun staggered forward and gently stroked the baby's tender cheeks: My...child!
Xu Xian put the baby in her arms and said with a smile: Yes, your child.
Zhuang Huijun burst into tears and pressed her cheek against the child's face. The child's loud crying sounded like a fairy sound on this cold morning.
Xu Xian was worried that she would be hurt by her great sorrow and joy: Madam, the child is prone to getting hernia when crying, so you should just coax it!
Zhuang Huijun came to her senses and had no time to wipe the tears from her face. She hugged the child and shook it gently, but the child still cried.
He must be hungry.Xu Xian turned around.
Zhuang Huijun's face turned red, and she didn't care about being shy, so she turned around to untie her clothes, and the child's crying stopped immediately.
After a moment, Zhuang Huijun said with a voice like a mosquito: Lord Xu, it's OK.The child has fallen asleep in her arms.
Zhuang Huijun bowed down and said sincerely: Even if the sinner's kindness is broken, he will not be able to repay him.
Xu Xianxu asked her to make her unable to worship her, but said: When she was in a shallow way of doing things in the next path, she couldn't save the child. She was tired of her wife's concern. It was not until today that she had this ability and had fulfilled her wish.
The lady is weak and should not live in this Lingnan area for a long time. I came here this time to take her back to Jiangnan. Don’t call her a sinner again. I was not happy after hearing this.
Zhuang Huijun bowed and said: I am just following the instructions of my elders, please give me some more time.
Xu Xian nodded in agreement. Zhuang Huijun picked up the bamboo basket, bit his lip and came to Chen Lun's tomb, ignited three pillars of fragrance, arranged some tributes, and burned all the paper money in the basket.
These books are all prepared for the child. Now that the child has come back to life, she can finally let go of her knots and reconcile with Chen Lun.
In a trance, many scenes of the past appeared before my eyes one by one. Zhuang Huijun always had a sad face, showing a sunny smile of relief, and rectified her hair on her temples.
Xu Xian was also happy for her.
It seemed like she had a bizarre dream. When Zhuang Huijun opened her eyes again, she returned to Suzhou City, which had been away for a long time. She first checked the children in her arms and felt relieved when she saw that they were asleep.
Suzhou City was bustling in the early morning. On the river as dense as spider webs, a black-sailed boat slowly sailed, with all kinds of fresh vegetables, fish and shrimps placed on it. The porter hurriedly walked by with a load.
All these fresh and familiar scenes came to her, making her not know how to deal with them for a while.
Xu Xian asked: Who else can you join me in Jiangnan?
Zhuang Huijun shook his head: I am the only daughter, and my parents have passed away. There is only one uncle in Jiaozhou, but he doesn’t have much contact.
Xu Xiandao: Then I just live in Suzhou and hire a few more maids to serve him. I don’t have to look at people’s faces. I can take care of them.He suddenly remembered that he was still the prefect of Suzhou, but since the prefect of Suzhou took office, he had never been in the church for a day.
Zhuang Huijun agreed to everything.
When he arrived at the prefect's yamen, Xu Xian temporarily arranged Zhuang Huijun to rest in the inner courtyard and went to the front hall to summon a group of officials and yamen runners. This was the new official who took office.
But before I could enjoy the joy of sitting in the hall, a lot of government affairs were placed on the table. Some time ago, the world was in chaos, and Suzhou was in a row, and everything was in trouble. All things were waiting for him to be the prefect.
Xu Xian suddenly remembered Yun Yan's benefits, and let everyone stay for a while. After returning to the yamen, he flashed back to Hangzhou, Yun Yan's boudoir.
As expected, she was still unable to get up at this time and was sleeping in her dream.
Xu Xian smiled evilly, lifted the curtain, and lifted the quilt without hesitation.
A shining sword light pierced straight into his throat. Xu Xian grabbed the sword's edge and looked at the same person holding the sword. Both of them were stunned.
Qingluan still maintained a posture of half kneeling on the bed and thrusting his sword straight, but she had no inch except underpants, and she had never even brought a bellyband. She only used her left arm to protect her chest, but it seemed more and more attractive. Instead, the loose black hair had a little concealment effect. In addition, her eyes were as sharp as a swordsman, which really had a swordsman's style.
She is both beautiful and charming and heroic. Unfortunately, this style was not maintained for a second. The swordsman immediately gave up the sword that she regarded as life, folded her hands to protect her chest, blushed and complained shyly: Brother!
Xu Xian really wanted to eat her in one bite, but beside Qingluan, the woman she was really looking for had already yawned and stood up: Husband, why are you here!Her tall and soft breasts trembled, and her master had no intention of hiding them.
Xu Xian closed the bed curtain hatefully in a complicated mood of what he wanted to do and nothing he could do: Get dressed!
When Yun Yan slowly put on her clothes and had to dress up, Xu Xian immediately picked her up and returned to Suzhou. An illusion fell on her, and Yun Yan's version of Xu Xian was freshly released, but that lazy posture could not dissipate for a while.
When Yun Yan looked at her dress and learned Xu Xian’s request, she immediately looked at him with an extremely resentful expression.
Xu Xian beat her up and pushed her into the hall.
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