The old woman is like an eggplant beaten by frost, with her head drooped and tired to the ground.

Of course, it goes without saying that Yang life is precious, especially for Yin people who are already short-lived.

But as soon as Ji Yuan said something, he was like a heavenly official deciding the case.

The moment the gavel falls, nothing will change.

It was as if Ji Yuan, the fierce god who had increased and lost the two generals, was summoned from somewhere.

It’s like holding the great power of echoing the laws of the underworld in one’s hands and holding the constitution of heaven in one’s mouth!

This old woman from the vagina did not even dare to have the slightest thought of resistance.

"It can be said that you two deserve evil for their evil deeds."

Zhang Qishan holds an octagonal copper lamp in his right hand and presses it with his left hand.

The faint green light was like wind, fueling the fire, and it suddenly surged several times.

With a "swish" sound, a half-foot-long licking tongue of fire spurted out.

The old man from the Yinmen, who directly messed up the three souls and seven souls, was involved in it.

Crack!

It’s like lights exploding.

It seems to be added with good lamp oil.

The dull green light that could only illuminate the whole body for a few feet became much brighter in an instant.

This scene made the old woman tremble with fear, and she quickly said:

"I would like to lend my life to Lord Zhengshen! I will never complain at all!"

For the nine sects of the Yinmen, whether they are pretending to be dirty and tying up paper, sewing corpses and walking into the underworld, touching gold and ghosts, or other secular schools.

Pull out three souls and seven souls, and torture them until they are reduced to ashes.

It is always the most terrifying and vicious punishment method!

Before the ancient tribulations, there were eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.

Mountains of knives, seas of fire, oil pans and stone mills, these are all horrific tortures that frighten all kinds of people and countless souls in the world!

"It's good to know each other, and Master Ji is kind-hearted and willing to let you live.

Otherwise, according to the rules of the sect,

A scum like you should be cut into pieces with a thousand knives!"

After Zhang Qishan took away the old man's soul, he snorted coldly.

"I can still lead the way for Lord Zhengshen. Xiaoshen Mountain is an extremely ferocious Feng Shui terrain behind the Baigu River.

It is said that there is a ghost owl buried in it, trying to use the evil spirit to survive in death and turn into a demon."

The old woman knelt down and kowtowed, crawling on her hands and knees in a hurry, for fear that Ji Yuan would go back on her word.

The road to hell is cut off and the gate to hell is closed. This is a shocking secret in the secular world.

But for the long-standing sect of wandering Yin people, this is a tacit understanding.

If a person dies, he cannot be reincarnated.

Either become a ghost, or disappear from heaven and earth.

It’s completely different from the ancient times, when most of the true legends were born and died.

Among the sects, they will also specially search for the true spirit to protect it from death.

Send it to a large city under its jurisdiction, a mortal dynasty, for reincarnation.

If you have deep roots, open up your wisdom.

Then you can uncover the mysteries in the womb and remember all the past lives.

It is a pity that the ancient times were destroyed.

Taoism devotes all the incense in the world to worship the "Monarch of Mount Tai", and Buddhism gathers the faith of all living beings and spirits to create the "Six Paths of Reincarnation".

All were broken and completely destroyed.

Therefore, once your life span is over, there will be no future life.

People like this old lady would rather live like maggots.

I don’t want to end up with my soul shattered!

"It seems that Shuiyun'an has other ideas, but they are just using Xu Huaiying as a pebble to explore the way."

Ji Yuan clasped his hands behind his back, and the images of the Emperor Dao in the sea of ​​consciousness shook one after another.

The purple destiny gifted by the Blood God [Crown of Heroes] shines brightly, attracting strong energy.

It seemed as if he was urging him to quickly crush all the disciples and minions who had been infected by the Dragon Lord to death.

"Could I be involved in the Four Gods' plan again? I just want to resolve my personal grudges, and I really don't want to confront Mr. Long."

Ji Yuan thought deeply, and finally took a deep look at the mottled earth wall.

He smiled freely, stepped over the threshold, and walked out.

Zhang Qishan followed closely behind and quickly left this gloomy dilapidated house.

Woo woo, woo woo.

When the group of people left, this underworld wine shop had been standing for who knows how long.

Accompanied by the "click" sound of broken porcelain, the loess mud walls, courtyard gate flags, and dense white bones all collapsed inch by inch.

It's like tens of millions of years were compressed into a moment.

Between the howl of the cold wind.

All traces disappear.

It's like it never existed at all.

……

……

At the head of the White Bone River, the ferryman was inspired to leave and come back again.

Still holding a long pole and wearing a hat.

The small boat under my feet was heaving up and down, as if it would be overturned and swallowed by the rapid water at any time.

"People in the upper world lose their lifespan, and souls in the underworld give money. Do you understand the rules?"

The ferryman's voice was hoarse, and he repeated it again and again.

"Every time you carry one person, you lose three years of life."

The old woman's face was trembling and her body ached.

But intimidated by the aura of Yinsi Zhengshen, he did not dare to say anything, let alone bargain.

So, he nodded and said:

"I would also like to ask Lord Zhengshen to board the ship. I am willing to give you Yangshou who is crossing the river."

"You are with me all the way. There will always be a place where you will be useful."

Ji Yuan smiled softly, but his tone was unquestionable.

"Another six years of longevity...it makes me so sad!"

The old woman gritted her teeth, deeply hating why she had agreed to get involved in this muddy water with Master Bingqing of Shuiyun Temple.

As a result, he met a young evil star who was protected by a Yin Si Zhengshen, and almost lost all his lifespan.

Ji Yuan turned around and didn't care about the old woman's thoughts.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he evoked the Emperor Tian Dao Map, intending to reflect the surging river with bones sinking to the bottom.

It's just that the brilliance is rippling, but it only shows the color of chaos.

Blurred and difficult to see clearly.

"There seem to be many things in the underworld,

It is difficult to reflect it as clearly as the sun.

Could this be the reason why I didn’t get a glimpse of the fate of the old man Shen in the City God’s Temple before?

The laws and principles of the underworld and the yang world are indeed very different."

Ji Yuan frowned slightly, seeing the bursts of brilliance of the Huangtian Dao Diagram rolling back, but not encompassing the river of bones.

I can’t help but guess:

"Is it possible that everything in the underworld has been erased by time, so the existing rivers and mountains do not contain any Tao Yuan at all and cannot be reflected by the Emperor's Tao Map?
To be continued...