"Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero. You are..."
Otoshi Ogawa looked at this tall and majestic man from a close distance and became more and more certain.
According to legend, he was one of the people with double pupils.
The skeleton horse surrounded by black flames let out a long neigh, and the huge Fang Tian Huaji pointed at the illusion of Ba Xia. There seemed to be black lightning entwined on the tip of the halberd. The majestic man like a god looked down at Yi Xiaochuan with contempt.
"A poem by Yi An. It's a pity that I didn't have the ability to break the seal of hell eight hundred years ago, otherwise I could have met this talented woman..."
"You... now have a choice!"
Choice
Xiang Yu wants to take me in as his younger brother
But why wasn't I excited at all? On the contrary, I felt a little worried...
Without a strong obsession, you cannot become a ghost.
After more than two thousand years, the obsession did not dissipate, and when the spiritual energy revived, it became a ghost.
But he could not change his identity as a loser. It is difficult to change one's nature. A person's character determines his life. Although he has the power of a hegemon, a natural military talent, and the strength to defeat thousands of enemies, he is stubborn, does not listen to good advice, and only knows how to do what he likes. His character cannot be changed.
To sum up, he is not a good lord.
Moreover, after two thousand years of obsession, if you could break the seal of the underworld one day, you would ascend to heaven.
The world of the living is already in chaos enough. If you interfere, and see 1.4 billion people calling themselves Han people, that would be unbearable. Wouldn’t you kill everyone
After thinking about it, Xiao Yi said, "This... King Xiang, I want to ask, where is this place?"
Xiang Yu's pupils narrowed, and his sharp gaze seemed to pierce his heart. He then let out a sigh and said, "Hehe... This is the iron net Avici Hell in Fengdu City. Anyone who kills, sets fires, or is beheaded or strangled in the world of the living will be taken to the Ninth Hall of Yama. With hollow copper stakes, their hands and feet will be chained together, and they will be fanned with fire, and their hearts and livers will be burned. Then they will be sent to the Avici Hell to be punished. Hehe... But King Pingdeng is long gone, so there is naturally no punishment. This place... is now the Avici Hell where ghost kings fight each other."
"Avici Hell? Mmmm, how did I end up here? So, did the Midnight Man also enter here? The seal of Lord Taishan is too bad! Why do I feel like I can't go back!"
A lot of thoughts flashed through Xiao Yi's mind. I was thinking about fighting this god of war in history. Since he wanted to recruit me, I would just cooperate with him!
With a sullen face, he smiled and said, "King Xiang, you are the God of War of China, and the idol of many young people today. My admiration for King Xiang is like the surging river, which is endless, and like the flooding of the Yellow River, which is unstoppable. Listening to King Xiang's words is better than studying for ten years. Looking at the heroes of ancient and modern times, King Xiang is still the best! It is my lifelong honor to meet King Xiang here. I will definitely burn incense and worship my ancestors when I go home to thank my ancestors for their good deeds..."
"Humph, you are just a flatterer. If I didn't need you right now, I would have killed you with my sword and refined your soul power!"
Looking at Xiang Yu's cold face, Xiao Yi felt a hand slapping his horse's leg, and immediately straightened his face and said seriously: "King Xiang, this is the normal communication language in the world of the living. I, Xiao Chuan, don't know how to flatter. King Xiang, you just said that you need people. Did you go to war with Liu Bang?"
"Liu Bang? Humph, that scoundrel has been reincarnated dozens of times. So what if he won the world? Is he still himself after reincarnation? After two thousand years, I am still Xiang Yu..."
Could this be the saying “Good people don’t live long, but evildoers live for thousands of years”
It’s not that Xiang Yu was a disaster, but these eighteen levels of hell are obviously prisons for sinners in the world. Some extremely evil people must have been thrown into hell. If their obsession is strong enough, isn’t this just a disguised form of immortality
Moreover, Xiang Yu also said that Yama has not existed for thousands of years, and the liberalized management in hell really proves that statement.
Those ghost soldiers and devils were once criminals in the mortal world, murderers and arsonists.
However, Xiang Yu must have his own standards when selecting soldiers. Those ghosts who did not meet his standards would probably not have a good end.
Or, he simply ate it, swallowed it, and refined it.
Those swords, weapons and armor are not made of steel, but of soul power.
Where does soul power come from
Nature is the soul.
The skeleton horse sneezed, spewing out two streams of black flames. Xiang Yu looked into the distance with a cold gaze, and then set his eyes on Xiao Yi. He said in a deep voice: "Your soul is very different. I know that there has been a big change in the world of the living. Those who have fallen into the Avici Hell call it the revival of spiritual energy. You must be an awakened one! This is the first time I have met a soul like you. You may also be the first awakened one to enter the Eighteen Layers of Hell... It's time to contact the kings! It's time to break the seal!"
"Inspect the troops, target, the Ninth Palace of King Pingdeng..."
Xiang Yu does not have many ghost soldiers. Looking all the way, there are only about a hundred of them, and their strength is around Sequence 8. As for Xiang Yu, it is hard to tell how strong he is, but he is definitely not too strong.
The Nine Palaces of Pingdeng Wanglu is a small world. Layers of black fog emerge from the top of the mountain. The black fog lingers and finally turns into a huge space passage. A vast and gloomy aura surges out.
Black fog surged in the sky and directly cut off the blood moon. All of a sudden, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped sharply, and a cold and gloomy atmosphere spread.
When the scene in front of Xiao Yi changed, he was already standing in a dilapidated hall, half of which had even collapsed.
It was clean inside and there was nothing valuable left.
At this moment, a black light flashed before his eyes, and then a black mist as thick as ink appeared in front of him.
Then, a figure stepped out from the black air!
He was wearing white clothes, had a seemingly ordinary appearance, and had a cold and indifferent expression.
Judging from his appearance, he doesn't look like a ghost king, but more like a scholar.
But Xiang Yu cupped his hands and said respectfully: "Wu'an Jun, how are you? We failed to break the seal together a hundred years ago. Thank you for your help..."
"We are trapped together, so we should work together. Now that the world has changed drastically, it is time for us to take action again... Hey, who is he?"
"Those ordinary souls are called awakened people in the world of the living... Wu Anjun, have you also seen the specialness of his soul?"
"It took us nearly a thousand years to gather the soul strength he has now. The world of the living has really changed! Boy, you look like a Chinese. Do you know who we are?"
Otoshi Ogawa now feels like he is dreaming.
Ancient people!
Another great guy in the history books!
Besides, Xiang Yu, shouldn’t you be his enemy
How did they shake hands and make peace
Why does he still look like your boss
This shouldn't happen!
Perhaps my narrow-minded values fail to see the broad minds of the ancients.
But seeing two big guys in one day was really an eye-opener!
I wonder if I can see Xi Shi, Diao Chan, Zhao Jun and Yu Huan, and talk about life and elegance. My brother Xiao Yi knows all three hundred Tang poems and three hundred Song poems by heart...