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Chapter 61 Procrastination

In the Hall of the King of Hell, Jiang Xin's face was gloomy. The old bald donkey was really thick-skinned and he didn't even leave.

"Then you wait."

"Amitabha, the old monk will come again tomorrow."

The old monk saluted and then left with two young monks.

Jiang Xin's face was solemn, as if the Buddhists were summoning Yang Xuan today.

Even if Jiang Xin could ignore Buddhism, the Heavenly Court must not ignore it.

After all, in name, the underworld is also under the rule of the heavenly court.

He can delay time, but he cannot violate the order and refuse to obey.

"Several people, the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect have come. They are all going to summon Yang Xuan. What should we do?" At this time, Jiang Xin began to send voice messages to several other kings of Hell.

"The Heavenly Court wants to summon Yang Xuan?"

"You must not let Yang Xuan go to Buddhism. Once you go, you may be able to forcefully reduce the urination of Buddhism. There were many examples back then."

"The Heavenly Court cannot go, and they will definitely not be kind to summon Yang Xuan at this time."

Several kings of Hell began to discuss, and they were all anxious.

"Try to drag it, I hope Yang Xuan can find the results recently, otherwise, when he can't drag it down, Yang Xuan may be taken away by the Heavenly Court."

"If you inform us, no one will be allowed to approach the Taiyin Mountain. Those who violate the order will be severely punished, especially those in the Heavenly Court and Buddhism, who cannot approach Taiyin Mountain at all."

As this order was heard, a large number of Yin generals walked out of Fengdu City and rushed towards Taiyin Mountain outside Fengdu City.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles of Taiyin Mountain, everyone was guarded by underworld soldiers, and no one was allowed to cross the slightest.

At this time, under Taiyin Mountain, Yang Xuan was concentrating on studying the formation patterns, and beside him, Fan Wujiu was Fan.

For this period of time, Fan Wujiu has been praying to the temple on the top of the mountain every day, but he has no idea about the ancient temple.

Gradually, he lost interest and believed that it was Yang Xuan's trick.

"Strange, why did this radius of hundreds of miles suddenly become so thick as the yin energy?" At this time, Fan Wujiu said with confusion.

A black light flashed on his fingers and passed by his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes became pitch black and black gas spread inside.

Through the rich yin energy around, Fan Wuxue saw the scene hundreds of miles away.

"What's the situation? Being surrounded?" Fan Wujiu exclaimed.

At the end of his gaze, a group of ghost soldiers wearing black armor stood 500 miles away from Taiyin Mountain.

They were full of murderous aura, their yin energy rolled, and their aura soared into the sky.

At this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly woke up from his own perception.

He turned around and walked towards the distance of Taiyin Mountain.

"Brother Yang Xuan, are you going out again?" Fan Wujiu said.

For this period of time, Yang Xuan had to leave Taiyin Mountain every day, and it was not long, just wandering around Fengdu City or Taiyin Mountain.

It is said that I have experienced the formation for a long time and I will relax my heart.

Over time, Fan Wujiu became accustomed to it.

"Yes, let's go!" Yang Xuan said.

"I can't turn anymore, I'm surrounded." Fan Wuxue said, then he pointed out with one hand, and a black light blessed Yang Xuan's eyes.

Yang Xuan was about to use Tongxu Tian Eye, but he felt a black light acting on his eyes. Suddenly, the vast yin energy in front of him disappeared.

He saw a large number of Yin soldiers hundreds of miles away surrounded by Taiyin Mountain.

They were on guard against something.

"Is something happened to the underworld?" Yang Xuan said in confusion.

"I don't know, you are relaxing anyway. Just walk around this Taiyin Mountain. It really doesn't work. Master Eighth Master, I'll talk to you about my heart. I've also got some knowledge about ghost life ideals and other things."

"It really doesn't work. Let's talk about female ghosts. I'm good at this eighth master, too."

Yang Xuan curled his lips, ignored him, but looked into the distance of Taiyin Mountain.

Something must have happened in the underworld, otherwise so many Yin soldiers would not have surrounded Taiyin Mountain.

From the formation of those Yin soldiers, it seemed to be protecting him.

"Is anyone going to be bad for me?" Yang Xuan murmured.

This is really a chore, so many people want to deal with me.

"Master Eighth Master! You can be so energetic that someone may not be good for me."

"Hehe, brother Yang Xuan, it's not for me, it's not for you."

Yang Xuan had a dark face and whispered: "No matter who is not good for you, King Qin Guang asked you to protect me. If I have an accident, you will be done."

"Don't worry, brother Yang Xuan, I'm not a vegetarian, if anyone dares to come, I will just let him lose his soul."

At this time, in a hall in Fengdu City, two envoys from the Heavenly Court asked to see King Guang of Qin again.

However, this time, King Qin Guang did not meet them, but four judges including Cui Mansion Jun Punishment Lu and other four judges met the envoy of the Heavenly Court.

In the words of King Guang of Qin, the matter of being stingy should be left to civil servants.

With the violent temper of the Ten Palaces of Hell, you may be going to do it as you grind it.

At this time, in the main hall, Cui Fujun, Lu Punishment, Zhong Kui and Wei Zheng were sitting upright on it.

They are all majestic and majestic, and they are arrogant and righteous.

"Who is in the hall?" Cui Fujun sat on the top of the hall and said majesticly, and wanted to swing the gavel and smash it down.

"Old Cui, that's the envoy of the Heavenly Court." Lu Praye reminded in a low voice.

"Haha, it must be very hard for you guys to come from afar." Cui Jue smiled and quickly changed his words.

"Hmph! We are here to summon Yang Xuan by the order of the Jade Emperor. Why are there no Yang Xuan still there at this moment?" Chen Feng's face looked ugly.

As an envoy of the Heavenly Court, he is noble in his status no matter where he goes, and he is timid in his eyes. Unexpectedly, when he arrives in this underworld, he will be so neglected.

"Don't get me wrong, two immortals. Yang Xuan is the fried official of our underworld and holds an important position, which is related to the safety of our underworld. If he goes to the heavenly court, our underworld will be in chaos, so it will take time to hand over the deal." Cui Jue's face was solemn and righteous.

The two envoys of the Immortal World almost cursed after hearing this. Is a small fried official involved in the safety of the underworld?

If the Jade Emperor wanted to see a King of Hell, wouldn’t he have to go to the underworld in person? Otherwise, if a King of Hell left, the underworld would not collapse?

"Hmph! Dabold Judge Cui, do you think we are stupid?" Chen Feng shouted.

"Now Taiyin Mountain is surrounded by ghost soldiers inside and outside, so Yang Xuan has not handed over anything at all!"

"Don't get me wrong, I believe you have also seen the scene outside Taiyin Mountain. It has been queuing for more than 500 miles, and those are the Yin soldiers waiting for the handover." Cui Fujun said solemnly.

"What did you say?"

Chen Feng and Chen Xin glared at each other and almost fell to his head.

There are at least tens of thousands of Yin soldiers outside Taiyin Mountain. If they are waiting for handover, will they have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month?

"Brother, don't pay attention to him, he is playing tricks on us." At this time, Chen Xin took a step forward and sent a voice.

"They delayed the time and didn't want Yang Xuan to follow us at all." Chen Xin said in a low voice.

"What should I do?"
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