The originally gloomy atmosphere in the ghost town actually felt inspiring under the roars of the ghosts. Xin Wuya felt both proud and happy. When the roars in the army subsided, Xin Wuya turned sideways and saluted Ji Yuan slightly. Ji Yuan nodded slightly to him, but did not stand up to speak.
After the ghost army had practiced for a while, Xin Wuya and Ji Yuan left the training ground.
Seeing the current state of Wuya Ghost Town, it can be said that it slightly exceeded Ji Yuan's expectations and could be considered a surprise, so he had more confidence in this ghost town. At least this system could make people feel at ease in the initial stage, which would last for a long time. Moreover, the cultivation world was different from the human world. The lifespan of the managers was extremely long, and their character and aura were also a more intuitive manifestation. As long as there was no problem with the initial selection, the probability of problems would not be very high.
An hour and a half later, in a hall of the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, this was obviously the place where Xin Wuya often held meetings. There was a large table and chairs at the top, and there were also tables and chairs on both sides below. There were necessary stationery on the tables, and there was even a quiver of arrows on the top.
At this moment, in addition to Ji Yuan and Xin Wuya, many old ghosts with relatively high status in the ghost city also came to the hall, including but not limited to the ghost generals. However, the one sitting on the prominent main seat above was Ji Yuan, not Xin Wuya. Xin Wuya stood to the side and watched. None of the other ghosts took their seats and all stood near the main seat above.
Ji Yuan, who was surrounded by a group of ghosts, was holding a seal in one hand and a wolf hair brush in the other, writing on the seal.
The original seal read: Lord of Endless Ghost City.
At this moment, as Ji Yuan's pen tip fell and wrote stroke by stroke, the engraving on the seal also changed accordingly. The words have not been finished yet, and only two words can be seen at present, which are the words "Netherworld".
Ji Yuan wrote very slowly. All the ghosts in the hall could feel that there seemed to be a huge resistance when Mr. Ji's pen tip fell, and white and yellow lights were intertwined at the tip of the pen.
"Da da da… "
A slight sound was heard, and Xin Wuya and one of the ghost generals looked towards the direction of the sound first, and found that the teacup on a table next to them was shaking.
“Ding ding ding ding…” “Da da da…”
The cups, pen holders, weapon racks and other items in the hall were all shaking. The ground, the houses, and even the minds of the ghosts felt a slight shaking.
A feeling that made all the ghosts feel palpitating appeared from nothing and gradually became stronger with the vibration.
"City Lord, this..."
One of the ghosts that had lived for many years seemed unable to bear the pressure and spoke. Xin Wuya just frowned and shook his head, and refocused his attention on Ji Yuan.
The ghosts were not stupid. They of course understood that this was probably a change caused by Mr. Ji, and that it should be related to the seal engraved by Mr. Ji.
No matter how other objects vibrated, the table where Ji Yuan was sitting remained motionless, and the cups and other items on it were also still. Ji Yuan's hands were even steady, and the tip of his pen did not tremble at all when he put pen to paper.
It took him a quarter of an hour to write just four seal characters. When Ji Yuan put down the last stroke, a golden and white light flashed on the surface of the seal, and all the vibrations in the hall disappeared at the same moment.
After looking around, all the ghosts in the hall, including Xin Wuya, focused their attention on the seal in Ji Yuan's hand. When Ji Yuan looked at the seal himself, everyone could clearly see the four words on the seal, which were: Netherworld Main Hall.
Ji Yuan carefully looked at the seal in his hand, weighed it, and then handed it to Xin Wuya.
"Here you go. If you sign documents for an official in the future, you can stamp them on documents and tokens."
Although Xin Wuya wanted to suppress his excitement, he found it difficult to control himself at this moment. His face was solemn and his body was shaking slightly. He carefully took the seal with both hands.
As soon as the seal was in his hand, a heavy feeling was transmitted from the seal to Xin Wuya's hand. It didn't feel like a seal weighing several kilograms at all, but like a huge millstone. Although this weight was still not heavy for Xin Wuya, the contrast was so strong that it was like taking on a heavy burden. There seemed to be some resistance when he grabbed the seal, but after just a few breaths, a breath appeared from the seal and swept over Xin Wuya's body. The seal still felt heavy, but it moved freely in his hand.
"Xin Wuya, I will definitely live up to your trust, sir. We, the ghosts, will definitely live up to your trust!"
"I will definitely live up to your trust, sir!"
The other ghosts also saluted and followed Xin Wuya's promise in unison. Ji Yuan shook his clothes a few times and stood up.
"As the saying goes, if the name is not right, then the words will not flow. Giving you this seal can not only help the Netherworld Ghost Mansion to get back to its roots, but it can also be regarded as a way to restore its reputation."
Having said that, Ji Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, I'm leaving now. You guys take care of yourself."
"Xin Wuya sends you off, sir!"
Xin Wuya put away the seal and then sent Ji Yuan out of the mansion. Ji Yuan stood under the gatehouse of the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, looked at Xin Wuya and said lightly.
"The seal also requires your own magic power to activate, so you must use it with caution."
"Don't worry, sir. I will be extremely careful!"
Ji Yuan smiled and nodded, knowing that Xin Wuya might not fully understand what he meant, but he did not want to explain it in too much detail like teaching a child. He would know it soon anyway. With this thought in mind, Ji Yuan and Xin Wuya saluted each other and then stepped onto the cloud and left.
Xin Wuya looked at the white clouds in the sky for a long time before he returned to the mansion. This time, his steps were much lighter. When he returned to the hall, all the ghosts in the hall were looking at him. Xin Wuya could no longer hide his joy, and he took out the seal and laughed heartily.
“Hahahahahahaha… hahahahahaha… With this seal in hand and Mr. Ji to rely on, we will be one of the orthodox underworld from now on. Even if we can’t prove anything now, sooner or later our status will not be lower than those ghosts and gods! And we ghost cultivators will benefit a lot! Come and see!”
Xin Wuya sat back on his main seat and displayed the seal facing upwards. A group of ghost generals and ghost creatures gathered around him.
"Although this seal belongs to the netherworld, it is upright and bright and has a pure and clear aura. It can definitely help ghost cultivators gather their primordial spirits and enlighten their spirit platforms. It is definitely an extraordinary treasure of the righteous path. Sir, you are truly a man of heaven. You can create such a treasure with just a simple stroke of your pen!"
The more Xin Wuya spoke, the more excited he became. He swept his eyes over the ghosts and fixed his gaze on the tall ghost general who had been beating the drum and leading the ghosts in cheering in the parade ground.
"Xing Zeng."
"I will be here!"
"Bring me your token."
The ghost general waved his armor, wrote down a black token from his side, and handed it to the table with both hands. Xin Wuya took the token directly, scanned the name of Xing Zeng and the general's order on it, stretched out his hand and changed the word "general" on it to "commander", then held the seal in his right hand and used his own ghost power to print it on the token.
"Xing Zeng has received orders to appoint you as the ghost soldier commander!"
Under the seal, golden light burst out like sparks, and behind the light, there was an extra mark on the token.
Xin Wuya returned the token to the ghost general, who again tried to take it with both hands. However, as soon as the token entered his hand, a faint green smoke emerged from the palm of his hand, and at the same time, a piercing pain appeared.
“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…”
Xing Zeng endured the pain and did not let go. Instead, he grabbed the token. After more than ten breaths, the pain from the tentacles dissipated a lot. Although there was still some pain, he felt surprisingly relaxed.
"Thank you, Lord Mayor... Uh, Lord Mayor, what's wrong with you?"
"City Lord!" "City Lord, what's wrong with you?"
The ghosts were horrified. They found that the city lord, who was fine just now, was twitching slightly after handing over the order. He lay on the table holding the seal. His breathing was a little disordered, and his face turned blue and white, and occasionally a terrifying ghost look flashed across his face.
"Uh... uh... ah..."
"Quickly guide the Yin spirit energy for the city lord!" "Cast the spell together!"
A group of ghosts immediately formed a circle around Xin Wuya, and without saying a word, they cast a spell to draw out the pure Yin energy and a trace of Taiyin power.
Xin Wuya's symptoms came and healed quickly. He recovered after just a dozen breaths, but his head still hurt a little. In fact, even if there were no ghosts around him, he would be able to recover after a while.
Even at that critical moment just now, even though he knew it must be because of the problem with the seal, Xin Wuya's hand still held the seal tightly without letting go.
"Huh... I finally understand what you mean..."
Xin Wuya said something without thinking, but his face was still filled with smile. It was precisely such a violent reaction that made him more convinced of the power of the seal. At most, he secretly decided in his heart that next time he wanted to seal something, he would have to be more careful. At least, someone like Yin Shuai should not be sealed easily.
Ji Yuanfei was not far from Wuya Ghost Town, and he could still feel the reaction caused by the seal over there. At such a short distance, in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers, he could even see the chess piece representing Xin Wuya flash a few times, and he knew that the other party could not wait to try it.
…
A day later, Ji Yuan had arrived above the Tongtian River in Dazhen. Then, without any hesitation, he flew down into the water and went to the Tongtian River from the bottom of the water.
In front of the gate of the Water Palace, several patrolling water yakshas saw Ji Yuan coming and hurried over to greet him.
"Meet Mr. Ji!"
Ji Yuan looked in the direction of the Water Palace and asked.
"Your Dragon Lord hasn't come back yet?"
Yasha looked up and replied.
"Yes, the Dragon Lord has not returned yet, and the Goddess Jiang is in the mansion, so Mr. Ji, just go in!"
Ji Yuan thought about it, waved his hand and bowed slightly.
"I won't go in. I'll just tell Goddess Jiang that I've been here. Bye!"
"Goodbye, sir!"
Several Yakshas hurriedly bowed in return. After seeing Ji Yuan driving the water away, one of the Yakshas quickly entered the Water Palace to inform the Goddess of the River.
Ying Ruoli was lying on the bed in the water palace to rest, when she suddenly felt ripples on the water nearby and a sound approaching.
"who?"
Behind the curtains of the palace, the Yaksha stopped and bowed hurriedly in reply.
"Report to the Goddess Jiang, Mr. Ji has been here."
Ying Ruoli suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the couch.
"Uncle Ji? Where are they?"
"Well, in reply to Goddess Jiang, Mr. Ji came to look for Lord Long, but when he saw that Lord Long was not there, he asked his subordinates to inform Goddess Jiang, and then he left."
Ying Ruoli frowned and bit her lip, her eyes seemed to be filled with thoughts, and after a few breaths she lay down softly on the couch.
"I understand. You can go down now."
"yes!"