I am working hard to cultivate immortality in Uncle Jiu's world!

Chapter 557: Exit Maoshan

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The great demon god Bale, the leader of the Raymonge demon gods, became extraordinarily obedient after being beaten up by Sun Wukong and Nezha. No matter how arrogant he was before, he now looked much more pleasing to the eye. His body was covered in black, purple and blue marks, and it was unknown how many punches and kicks he had received.

This is the power of justice!

Russell was gloating on the side, as if all this had nothing to do with him, but soon he found himself in another tough job.

That is, Nezha discovered that his brother's tower was dirty and filled with hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

If it was just one or two, it wouldn't matter and they could just be sent there for salvation. But this is hundreds of thousands of people, so it's a problem no matter where to send it.

If he took it to heaven, it would definitely be discovered by other gods, and then his brother, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li, would lose face. He was the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, but his pagoda was stolen by someone...

If the reputation spreads, few goddesses will like it...

Fairy Chang'e is about to move away from me...

Although it wasn't that close.

After discussing with his brother for a while, Nezha finally decided to send the tower to the underworld and clear out a piece of land in the underworld to accommodate these hundreds of thousands of souls.

They are gods and cannot go to the underworld without special circumstances, and there is a ready-made errand runner in front of them.

Russell: …

Is it so great to be a high-ranking official? Is it so great to have a high level of cultivation? You are so noble! You are so great! You asked me to run errands.

But after seeing Nezha pulling out a handful of hair from his body, Russell suddenly felt that it smelled really good. Is this what he calls running errands

He is going home to take a look!

He readily agreed to Nezha's request, and Sun Wukong took the little King of Hell away and headed for the Flower-Fruit Mountain. It would be much faster to study in the Heavenly Academy without having a personal instructor.

"Boy, remember to come to Huaguo Mountain after you finish your work. I once owed you a favor at Maoshan, so I will give you some pointers when the time comes."

Russell was completely stunned. He originally just wanted to stay close to the little King of Hell. Even if he could get a few words from him, it would be great for a small shrimp like him.

I didn't expect that Sun Wukong would actually agree to give me some pointers. Maybe we'll have a better relationship in the future...

Thighs! Thighs!

Sun Wukong is capable. When there is something going on, he will really go there. No matter if it is the underworld or heaven, he really dares to go there.

He watched as Sun Wukong and the little King of Hell disappeared in a golden light, and he was so excited that he almost shouted, "Opportunity, opportunity!"

Complete the task quickly.

Russell dragged the pagoda directly onto the vehicle heading to the underworld. The grade of this magic weapon was so high that he had no way of storing it in his soul space. He could only drag the pagoda along.

There were many cultivators on the road. They saw the grade of the pagoda and their eyes revealed greed, but they did not have the courage to attack the car from the underworld and could only watch.

For others, what to do with the wronged souls in the pagoda is a problem, but Russell knows how to deal with it.

That is the big boss hiding in the underworld, Meng Po!

Only she can suppress the pagoda and release all the wronged souls inside easily without causing any trouble.

If you want to find Meng Po, you need to find a big shot to introduce you. After all, it is not that easy to meet Meng Po.

So Russell came to the judge's hall, where the judge was sitting high on the desk, still dealing with the memorials in his hands.

The above are all cases of wrongful death. Although a person's goodness or evilness can be distinguished by merits and sins, it is too general and sometimes it is easy to make mistakes.

For example, an ordinary person, even if he has never done anything terribly evil in his life, the good deeds he does are still very small, so his merits are naturally small.

For example, there is a corrupt official who has done evil things all his life, such as embezzlement, abuse of power, forcing women of good families into prostitution, and buying and selling official positions. But one day he has a kind heart and buys food from somewhere else to help the local people. Even if it is for political achievements, he can still gain a lot of merit and save tens of thousands of people by himself.

It is difficult to judge whether such a person is good or bad by merits and sins. At this time, someone is needed to review this matter specifically, and the judge is the one who makes the final decision.

Glancing at Russell coming in, the judge did not stop what he was doing. His expression was very cold, not as gentle as before. This startled Russell, and he stood silently aside, not daring to speak. What happened

"How long have you been at Celestial Academy?"

"To reply to the Grandmaster, it has been almost half a month."

"Half a month?" The judge sighed. "Half a month is just a blink of an eye for me, but so many things happened in this half a month. So many, so many!"

He looked up at the palace and sighed, "Do you know that in the past half month, my Maoshan lost a genius. He originally carried great hopes for me, but unfortunately, he died young..."

Russell's heartbeat kept getting faster and faster. There weren't any geniuses in Maoshan. He was the one who took first place in the last peak trial.

There is only one possibility.

The Judge Ancestor was talking about himself. What was he implying

Russell bowed instantly, "Please ask the Grandmaster for guidance!"

The judge looked at him with regretful eyes, "It's too late, too late. You have already entered the eyes of some people and have become a pawn in their hands."

"Heavenly Academy is so huge, you really should hide yourself. You should never, ever reveal the Yin Ghost Seal!"

Yin Ghost Seal

Russell's face turned pale and he couldn't help but close his eyes in despair. Ever since he heard Uncle Jiu mention the Great Catastrophe of the Thousand Years and the Yin-Yang Ghost Seal, he had been thinking about that thing.

Because his cultivation was too low before, he never dared to move.

Later, he became a Heavenly Master and was asked to go to the underworld. Russell was afraid that he would not be able to return to the human world, so he quietly took the Yin Gui Seal away. It was in an ancient tomb. The dangerous tomb that was like a forbidden area in the eyes of ordinary people was easily conquered by him.

The Yin Gui Seal was hidden in his soul space. Russell had been secretly trying to figure out how to use it. He thought he had done a good job of hiding it, but unexpectedly it was still exposed.

The Yin-Yang Ghost Seal is a treasure of heaven and earth. The last Taiyi Sect that occupied the Yang Ghost Seal has been wiped out. More than a dozen gods fled to the underworld, and the huge Taiyi Sect disappeared without a trace.

They couldn't hold on, let alone Russell, a mere young disciple from Maoshan.

piece…

It's very cruel. Being a chess piece is glamorous, but once you are useless, you will be abandoned immediately.

"The Yin Ghost Seal controls the Yin Soldiers. If you can refine the Yin Ghost Seal, you will have the hope of becoming the next Netherworld Emperor!"

"Do you think the other nine Yamas will tolerate you?"

"The Emperor of Heaven has always wanted to take the Netherworld for himself, and the Ten Yamas have always wanted to divide the land. Do you think you can handle it?"

Can a Heavenly Master really cultivate to the level of Daluo or above

There is none in the entire Maoshan.

Russell remained silent. In a duel between people above the Golden Immortal, what could he, a mere celestial master, count for

"Maoshan can no longer withstand the wind and rain. Your master is still a disciple of Maoshan. After he dies, I will promote him to the third level and make him a city god."

The judge was silent for a long time, "From now on, take care of yourself."

"Disciple understands..."

Russell slowly closed his eyes, a feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart, "Russell, from today on, I am no longer a disciple of Maoshan..."

Chapter 560: Withdrawal from Maoshan