The light of the divine mirror shines down from above, covering Qin Guang Wang Jiang. Under the divine light, his body is still as crystal clear as jade, and there is also an extremely weak light yellowish chaotic aura. Before, The originally minimal gray sin karma was almost completely dissolved.
Ding Hao nodded with satisfaction.
This shows that during this period of time, King Jiang of Qin Guang did not do any evil because of his status as the master of the first of the ten palaces, but was conscientiously abiding by his duties. There was a hint of light yellow chaos in his body. Qi should be the legendary power of merit.
Qin Guang Wang Jiang guards the Wangchuan River and the Niejing Tower, judging good and evil, and saving the dead. This is a matter of great merit. It can condense the power of chaotic merit, which is what Ding Hao expected.
"Well, you did a good job, thank you for your hard work." Ding Hao said with a smile.
When Qin Guang Wang Jiang heard this, he was extremely excited. Everything he had done was finally recognized by Ding Hao. This made him more excited than any reward.
Ding Hao looked at the huge and wide black river.
In the river, densely packed corpse figures were rising and falling, just like pieces of black wood, flowing with the river, insensitive and without spirituality.
It seemed that there were more corpses in the river than the last time he came.
how so
Logically speaking, although the number of corpse souls absorbed in it was large, there was still a limit after all. If Qin Guang Wang Jiang handled it properly, the number of corpse souls would only be less, not more. Could it be...
"Master, since you came last time, for some reason, the number of ghosts here has gradually increased. My subordinates tried day and night to barely keep the river flowing..." Qin Guang Wang Jiang said quickly.
Ding Hao nodded: "I understand this matter."
Perhaps once the hell realm opens, the souls of the dead from the outside world will automatically come here in a steady stream
If this is really the case, then if this situation continues, King Jiang of Qin Guang will definitely not be able to judge all the souls by himself. Thinking about it, he has been working against time day and night in these days.
It seems like it's time to find him some help.
"You are the master of the first hall, and you must not be without subordinates." Ding Hao pointed to the ghost among them and said: "From this water of the Yellow Spring, take a thousand people who have done good deeds during their lifetime and enter them into the directory of the first hall. Ghost mission, help you judge good and evil."
The words have not yet finished.
There was the sound of the rumbling law coming spreading in the sky.
In this world, Ding Hao kept his word, just like last time.
King Jiang of Qin Guang was stunned, and suddenly felt that there was some more information in his body. A small book with red thread appeared in his hand. This small book was neither gold nor silver, and he didn't know what material it was made of. It was light and soft. It seems to be nothing, but it is extremely tough and contains a trace of strange divine aura.
On the cover of the small book, there are three large black characters with simple and vicissitudes of life -
Ghost records.
There is a black light flickering in these three words, which contains majestic power.
Qin Guang Wang Jiang looked through it carefully and found that there were a thousand pages in total. Each page could only record the name of one ghost. There were many mysteries. It was difficult to understand them all at the moment, but he could feel it. The small book is not just a simple roster, but something close to a magic weapon.
According to Ding Hao's instructions, Qin Guang Wang Jiang controlled and inspected a corpse that was shining brightly under the light of the divine mirror from the Wangchuan River, with few stains and dirt, and removed it from the river. Take it out.
At the moment when a corpse soul comes out of the water, black light is automatically emitted, shrouding the corpse in it. The next moment, on the first page, a name quietly appears like a watermark, and its previous life and cause of death are even recorded on it. Through various methods, we also judged its proportion of good and evil.
Qin Guang Wang Jiang opened his mouth and was a little shocked.
Exploring the sobriety of past lives is something that only a being at the level of an artifact can do. Could it be that this thin book in his hand can be compared to an artifact
He even felt that when the name of this corpse appeared on the screen, he seemed to be able to control everything about the ghost. With just a thought, he could make his soul fly away and never be reincarnated.
"My subordinates, please see King Qin Guang!" Gui Cha knelt down and saluted.
This is a figure wearing a tattered white shirt. He has a long and thin horse face and a somewhat ugly appearance. He does not look like a good person, but he cannot lie. When he was alive, he must be a good person, so his soul can only be restored after death. Crystal clear as jade.
The name is registered on it. There is no need for Ding Hao and King Qin Guang to explain anything. This ghost has already understood the cause and effect, as well as his identity and responsibilities.
Slowly condensing his semi-substantial body, his eyes flashed with excitement. Death of the body was originally the end of everything. Unexpectedly, he could practice after death. Seeing the opportunity to return to the avenue, for anyone, It has never happened before, and it is nothing short of a heaven-defying creation.
"On this, you can record a thousand ghosts. Once their names are posted on it, you can completely control everything about them. If someone violates the rules, they will no longer have the opportunity to enter the Wangchuan River, and their souls will fly away. You You choose people to use yourself," Ding Hao said slowly: "In the future, as your cultivation level improves, the limit can be increased."
"Thank you, master." Qin Guang Wang Jiang Daxi.
Over the past few days, there have been more and more ghosts in the Wangchuan River, so much so that he is almost overwhelmed by his work alone. It doesn't matter if he is a little tired, but he is afraid that he has betrayed Ding Hao's trust, which makes him a little bit nervous. I was worried, but now that I have it, things will be much easier in the future.
Ding Hao nodded and was about to say something else when he suddenly froze and seemed to sense something.
"I'm going to leave for a while, and you will be in charge of everything here." After the words fell, Ding Hao's figure slowly rose into the sky, reaching a height of several thousand meters in an instant.
King Guang of Qin Jiang and the ghost messenger knelt down to see him off.
Ding Hao's eyes suddenly fell on the black river below, and he saw the raging river flowing through the unknown distance, as if it would never end.
After all, it is not a system at first.
Ding Hao had a thought in his mind and suddenly drew his parallel fingers in the void.
But he heard the sound of thunder and thunder resounding in the sky, and countless silver lightnings danced like silver snakes, almost covering the originally dark black sky. Qin Guang Wang Jiang and the ghost were below, and they were stunned to see this scene. , is close to creating the world, and is by no means an ordinary magical power.
"open!"
Ding Hao shouted lowly.
Keep your word.
But I saw that the broad and vast black ocean, after flowing through, suddenly branched automatically and turned into nine tributary rivers, winding like a giant python and dragon lurking on the black ground, flowing in different directions.
One divided into nine.
In Ding Hao's vision, these nine rivers flow to the other nine halls among the ten halls of Yama. However, he does not have a complete idea of how to implement it. After all, except for the first hall, the other nine halls have not yet been established. After its completion, there was only one of the ten hell halls, so it was obviously impossible to fully realize the functions of hell.
But now that there are nine tributaries, it can at least make it easier for King Guang of Qin and Jiang to reward good and punish evil.
After doing all this, under the shocked and admiring gazes of Qin Guang Wang Jiang and Guizha, the silver thunderbolts in the sky slowly dispersed, and then a light red vortex suddenly appeared, and the void barrier gradually became transparent. A strange world was vaguely visible through the whirlpool. Ding Hao's figure flashed and disappeared into the light red whirlpool.
The vortex disappears.
Everything in the hell realm returned to calm.
King Guang of Qin Jiang and the ghost knelt on the ground for a long time and respectfully sent Ding Hao away. They didn't know where Ding Hao had gone. It was obviously beyond the scope of their knowledge and understanding.
…
"What is this place?"
Ding Hao looked at the strange world in front of him.
When he was here just now, Ding Hao vaguely felt a strange aura, and an inexplicable information appeared in his mind. It was as if this information had always been stored in his brain, but he didn't notice it. At that moment, he suddenly brushed away the dust and jumped out.
This information is about the world in front of you.
Ding Hao instinctively knew that he could travel between the two worlds as he pleased.
That's why he came here in the first place.
Looking around, we are surrounded by undulating mountains and beautiful forests. The setting sun in the distance is like blood, dyeing the land thousands of miles away red. When the wind blows, the forests are undulating like a blood-colored ocean roaring. In the distance, You can also hear the faint roar of beasts, and the whole world looks vast, mysterious and beautiful.
Compared with the lifeless and soundless world everywhere, this world seems beautiful and full of vitality. If it is the world of death, then the world in front of you seems to be heaven.
"Is this the fairyland? No, that's not right..." Ding Hao denied his guess.
In his memory, he still clearly remembered the scene where he used the power of the Rusty Sword and the Demonic Knife to crush the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Black Mountain Bull Demon Clan army and the high-level Saint-level experts, and then he was automatically taken into the chessboard formation in the mysterious cave. In the middle of the law, he was teleported away from Wenjian Sect.
If the supreme beings of the two clans guessed correctly, then they should have been transported to the legendary fairyland.
But what I achieved was.