The gods of the underworld, or ghosts and immortals, even when they are lucky, have long blessings, not inferior to the fairyland, but relying on the underworld to live, the restrictions are too great.
A true extraordinary person, no matter if he cultivates the Tao or the Buddha, or even a heretic, is unwilling to do so even if he reincarnates in reincarnation.
Wu Ming thinks to himself that the future is great, so naturally it will not be like this.
"If such a big event happened here, I'm afraid troubles will follow one after another. It's better to leave immediately and go to Heitaiyin City. There is the power of Heitai City God. It is expected to be enough to get rid of most of the pursuers..."
With a flick of his sleeves, he wiped away the breath left by him, turned around and left.
Before, in the Jiang mansion, Wu Ming also asked the way. At that time, the treasure on his body had not been revealed. Jiang Guan was not greedy, but pointed out the way in detail. At this time, he recognized it and directly used the method of rushing. , Yinshen rides the wind, travels thousands of miles a day, no problem.
Crash! Crash!
A dark black river flows slowly from west to east, with black mist steaming on it, and white figures can be seen everywhere in the translucent river water.
"The drowning ghost in the drowning river..."
In the distance, with a flash of light, Wu Ming came to the bank and looked at the densely packed figures in the river, but his face showed joy: "When we reach the Drowning River, we are not far from Heitaiyin City... This place of the underworld is indeed very beautiful. Da Guang, with my two days’ journey, I haven’t reached my destination yet…”
At this time, looking across the river, there was another movement on his face: "The dead souls in this river all want to find a substitute for the dead ghost. If they cross the river recklessly, there must be conflicts. I am afraid that they will not have enough mana to cross the river. Do you want to use the dragon again?" Angry? Isn’t it too overkill?”
Just as he was muttering, he only heard the neighing of a horse.
Tread! Tread!
A road emerged from the black mist, and with the regular sound of horseshoes, a huge carriage appeared in front of Wu Ming's eyes.
The whole body of the chariot is black, it seems to be casted by some unknown metal, the shaft is wide, decorated with emerald pearls, but the chariot is pulled by four giant horses with black fur, one horn, and the hooves tread the wind.
At the four corners of the carriage, there are four huge ghostly flames, emitting a dark green color, not warm at all, but with a sense of coldness, rendering it to the eyes of the horse, burning fiercely, making one's hair stand on end.
"Such a carriage looks like a vehicle in the underworld at first glance. No matter who is alive in the mortal world, if they see it, they will be scared to death..."
"Huh?"
The carriage was about to cross the river, but it stopped in front of Wu Ming, and a god walked out of the carriage, with a surprised expression on his face: "Is this Taoist going to cross the river?"
"Exactly! I don't know Your Excellency?"
Wu Ming flicked his fly whisk. In his eyes, this deity was full of flames, with auspicious energy and golden light of merit. It was four feet away, and it could be regarded as a god of good fortune.
"I'm a meritorious serviceman in Heitai Yincheng. I'm out on business today. I don't want to meet fellow Taoists. It's fate. If you don't dislike it, why don't you come up and take a ride together?"
This god's face is also covered with half of the black pattern, which is the proof of the yin god. Seeing Wu Ming's dress and the clear and red aura on his body, he smiled again and said in a gentle voice.
"So, thank you very much!"
Wu Ming called the police chief, but he didn't refuse, and got into the carriage directly.
Originally, the carriage was extremely huge, but inside the carriage, the space was even wider, almost like the hall of a wealthy family.
"I'm not good at food, but I'm only greedy for what's in this cup. Fellow Daoists, why not drink a few more cups!"
The god smiled, and placed a small round coffee table in front of him. With a wave of his hand, the jug and wine glass on it flew up automatically, filled a glass of golden jade liquid, and sent it to Wu Ming.
"I don't know how to respect God's name if I'm poor and shameless?"
Wu Ming glanced at his spiritual sense and found that the wine was harmless and full of spiritual power, which would be of great benefit to ghosts, so he didn't refuse immediately, took it up and drank it all down, and then asked again.
"My name is Wei Shanchu..."
As the God of Merit said, the carriage outside started slowly again, the surrounding flames trembled, the one-horned giant horse neighed, the wind was blowing under its feet, it rose out of thin air, and stepped directly across the river.
Although the drowned ghost in the middle of the riverbed was running and screaming, it seemed that he was bound by a strong force, unable to get out of the water. He had no choice but to watch the carriage leave.
"This Drowning River is the dividing line between my Heitai Ghost City and Heishan Ghost Country. I don't know why the nameless Daoist came here?"
Wei Shanchu asked, with a flash of light in his eyes.
"I was traveling with a yin spirit, and I came here unintentionally. As soon as I came here, I fell into the Heishan ghost country and killed a few of their hairy gods. Therefore, I came to Heitai ghost city to seek shelter and find a way to return to the sun!"
Knowing that it was at the bottom of the market, Wu Ming didn't hide it, and said it directly.
"oh?"
Wei Shanchu's heart moved.
Killing the enemy's ghosts and gods is a very good testimonial, and, with the characteristics of the Yin Division, this kind of information cannot be concealed, and it will not be long before I will receive the news.
In this way, this Taoist is worth wooing.
Therefore, the smile became wider immediately: "Friends of Taoism, I don't know how vast the power that separates Yin and Yang is? Here, only the Lord Chenghuang and the Lord of Black Mountain have such great magic power and can break the barrier... It's just that my master seldom sees outsiders. When I introduce you!"
"Thank you God!"
Wu Ming stood up and saluted, but his heart tightened: "Could it be that the power of isolation in this world is so terrifying?" Even the God of Earth can’t communicate with Yin and Yang, so it’s a little troublesome...'
Of course, thinking this way in his heart, he didn't show it on his face at all, and chatted with Wei Shanchu about Taoism, metaphysics, and travel knowledge, and the two sides were quite speculative, feeling like they hated seeing each other late.
"... I look at this area, but the atmosphere is not evil, it can raise ghosts, and the city god of Heitai protects one side, and his deeds are admirable!"
Wu Ming opened the curtains, and immediately he could see that the underworld outside was still dark, but with a hint of fatness, and the sky was filled with a faint divine light—he recognized it as the light of a god, and couldn't help but admire it. .
Under this divine light, the unjust souls who fell into this method domain do not have to suffer that day and night torture, and the pain of hell that is constantly blowing their bones.
"This is my lord's mercy... It's a pity that we saved ten or a hundred, but we couldn't save thousands, especially since the Black Mountain Lord set up the Dharma Realm and dragged all the souls around Black Mountain into the Black Mountain Ghost Kingdom. The subordinates have to run around to rescue ghosts in other regions, which is just a drop in the bucket, and nothing more than my heart..."
The god let out a long sigh, and seemed to have some scruples involved, so he immediately kept silent.
Seeing this, Wu Ming smiled inwardly, but on his face he changed the subject in a considerate manner: "Brother Wei, this is my first time here, I wonder if there are any taboos in this dark city?"
He had a very happy conversation with Wei Shanchu, and he had called him brother before to show his closeness.
"It's okay... my family's lord is an extremely tolerant and benevolent god, and there are no severe punishments in the city, but there are a few points to pay attention to..."
Seeing that Wu Ming didn't bother him more, Wei Shanchu heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
The two chatted for a few more words, but their expressions suddenly changed.
"This is... mana spiritual pressure fluctuations, there must be someone fighting in front!"
Wu Ming was startled, and then he spoke immediately.
"What the virtuous brother said is that although this is not a brother's business, it has to be taken care of!"
Wei Shanchu nodded, the carriage turned immediately, and rushed towards the source of the spiritual pressure.
"How courageous! There are black mountain ghosts invading the territory!"
The black iron carriage disappeared, and not long after, the whole battlefield appeared in front of the two of them, but Wei Shanchu yelled angrily.
There are two sides on the battlefield, one side is under the banner of Montenegro, led by a two-foot-tall hungry ghost, and is besieging a person.
The man who was besieged was about 20 or 30 years old, but his temples were slightly tinged with hoarfrost, his face was stern, like a knife and an axe, and he was wearing a long-sleeved robe. Although he was surrounded by ghost soldiers, he was not in a mess.
"Bold!"
Wei Shanchu narrowed his eyes, and his body was blazing with flames.
"Brother, you might as well wait first!" Wu Ming said calmly and confidently, "The person who was besieged is also very human, I'm afraid he doesn't need your help!"
"oh?!"
Hearing this, Wei Shanchu knew that although he was just acquainted with this virtuous brother, his eyes were first-class. He was startled, and sat down calmly, watching quietly.
At this time, the original battlefield also changed.
Seeing the carriage flying towards and the god sitting on it, the leading Hungry Ghost roared and opened its bloody mouth, suddenly producing a huge suction force, like a black hole, aiming at the young man.
"Certainly!"
The young man's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly drank, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and a big golden character emerged, radiating brilliance in mid-air.
Waves of light hung down, the hungry ghost spirit was stunned, and both the Yin soldiers under his command remained motionless.
"What a way of speaking spirit, my brother is really very knowledgeable!"
On the carriage, Wei Shanchu smiled and applauded.
"I'm just making a random guess..." Wu Ming smiled slightly: "However, this person's skills may not be as good as this! Brother, just wait and see!"
At this time, the young man used his finger as the brush, but wrote in the air, forming a sentence:
"Killing human life is an unforgivable crime, and it should be executed immediately!" '
Bark!
Several ghost-headed swords emerged out of thin air, slashed in the air, and the Yin soldiers gave their heads one after another. Only the leader of the hungry ghosts was still roaring.
"Contempt the king's law! Sentence!"
The young man drank again, and the two huge water and fire sticks that looked like pillars of heaven crossed and smashed down, smashing the hungry ghost's knees into the ground.
'You eat human souls, you are greedy, you disobey human relations, you should be sentenced to death, cut into pieces! '
After subduing the hungry ghost, the young man continued to write, but this time it was more difficult, but the last stroke was made with determination and murderous intent.
Swish!
Next to the water and fire stick, three thousand six hundred small dharma knives appeared almost at the same time, rippling out a dense blade light, and roared up like a swimming fish, surrounding the hungry ghosts, sending out a creepy scratching motion Voice.
Clap!
Wu Ming applauded and praised: "I have heard for a long time that Legalism's criminal law is famous all over the world. Today, I saw Legalism's supernatural powers and followed the law. It is really admirable!"
"Who are you… "
The young man turned around, his eyes were as bright as morning stars.