These seven quatrains describe seven special scenic spots in the underworld in ancient times: Ghost Gate, Yellow Spring Road, Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, Mengpo Soup, Three Lives Stone, and Wangxiangtai.

With this set of procedures, the billions of souls of living beings in the three realms and six paths after death can be arranged clearly.

As a force of the Human Emperor's lineage, the purpose of Fengdu Ghost City's existence has become to seize as much of the underworld market as possible, and it only targets the souls of humans.

Prevent all human souls from falling into the control of heaven.

In terms of scale, it is naturally far smaller than the underworld of Yama.

But imitation is imitation, and some necessary functions are still present.

For example, the Ghost Gate connecting Yin and Yang is the most important means to gather and attract living souls.

If you originally wanted to come to Fengdu Ghost City, usually you could only encounter the opening of the underworld illusion if you were lucky enough in the Ghost King Wasteland.

If you want to connect this place from other places, you need to create an environment similar to the underworld first.

First of all, the concentration of Yin Qi must meet the standard, and then there must be a sufficiently sophisticated illusion coverage, and there must also be a positioning token like Daji's finger bones or the finger bones of the Human Emperor, and finally communication must be done through the Three Lives Stone, only then can it be successful.

But with the Gate of Hell, it’s different.

As long as you set the location in advance, you can open it at night when there is no scorching sun.

Moreover, the Underworld Fantasy and the Kyushu Continent are not two maps pasted together, and the spatial location and distance are not so absolute.

In other words, the difficulty level of connecting two places thousands of miles apart to Fengdu Ghost Town is not much different.

This alone is of vital importance to Jiang Li.

For example, his Manjianghong Inn and the Wanshi hermit army have important strongholds in Dachong Mountain, Fengyang City, Luanshi Ridge, Jigua City, Shifang Domain, and even Hualong Island.

But the distance between them is too far. Although travel in the world of immortal cultivation is convenient, and flying and escaping are possible at a fairly fast speed, the journey is definitely not safe.

It would take a lot of manpower and time to open up and maintain a safe waterway to deal with the evil cultivators and mountain monsters that block the road.

As far as the Chongshan League is concerned, it can only keep one of the waterways open at most.

Therefore, the transportation of supplies between several strongholds has always been a big problem.

Especially the ghosts collected by the Manjianghong Inn, which often suffer huge losses because they are delayed for too long.

Now, Jiang Li can use this Fengdu Ghost City as the headquarters and use the Ghost Gate to connect various places.

At that time, the distance of thousands miles will become just a stone's throw away, allowing him to easily control every point in the game.

In addition, with the convenient Ghost Gate, Jiang Li can stay in Fengdu permanently and use it as a frontier position to explore the present underworld.

Jiang Li has long coveted the Beiyin Mountain that separates yin and yang, and the mother tree of the Jiuyou wood, one of the ten innate spiritual roots in the world.

Using this place as a springboard and recruiting more local ghosts, he can finally conduct a formal exploration.

Jiang Li was concentrating on studying the huge portal that appeared in front of him.

Qin Shuman, who had just taken over Fengdu City and was working on refining a large amount of Mengpo soup to cleanse the memories of the disciples of the Beast Mad Sect, floated in from outside the hall.

"Sir, there is a flood outside the city. The Drowned Ghost King is coming with millions of water ghosts to attack."

"Now they are challenging each other at the gate of the city."

Although the Ghost King was coming to attack, Qin Shuman did not show any fear. With the support of millions of ghost soldiers, she was able to compete with the ordinary Ghost King.

Jiang Li was not too surprised by this.

This Fengdu Ghost City has always been a battleground for the ghost kings. Without the deterrence of the original four ghost kings, new ghost kings will naturally come to attack.

There will be many more such things in the future, which can be regarded as a wave of benefits that will allow him to quickly expand his power.

The huge ghost town is short of manpower, and Jiang Li welcomes everyone who comes.

"There's still a lack of a moat outside the city. Do you think those water ghosts can make do with it?"

A light flashed on the city lord's stone tablet, and Jiang Li had appeared on the top of Fengdu City. He waved his hand and released the ghost lantern snake, which pounced on the drowned ghost king who was riding the waves below.

. . . .

Time passed quickly and several months passed.

In a dense forest on the eastern border of Cangyun Prefecture.

There were three figures running quickly along the ground.

The leader was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, carrying a peach wood sword on his back, and holding an eight-direction compass in his hand. Every step he took showed the direction of the seven stars.

Although he was clearly running on the ground, his speed was no less than that of flying in a flying vehicle, which showed that his body movements were exquisite.

The two people behind him, one fat and one thin, were far inferior to the former in cultivation. Even with a piece of talisman paper stuck on each leg, they were still panting and sweating profusely.

"Master! Master! I can't bear it anymore. Rest... Rest for a while."

The chubby disciple couldn't help but speak, but as soon as he spoke, his breath leaked out, his steps became disorderly, and after taking a few steps, he fell directly to the ground.

The inertia of high speed pushed him forward, and he rolled and knocked down more than a dozen large trees. He successfully rushed out of the woods and fell on an official road in the mortal world.

"Alas, Senior Brother, you are so useless. Did you secretly go and fight with Xiaoyu again last night?"

"Female ghosts are harmful to the body. Look, your legs are weak now. Young people should exercise moderation."

The thin Taoist priest also jumped out of the jungle, tore off the talisman paper on his feet, and helped up the fat Taoist priest who had fallen.

He even imitated his master's tone to tease his senior brother.

"What do you know? A female ghost and a paper man are amazing!"

"I'll make one for you someday, and then you'll realize how many years of your precious time you've wasted."

The fat Taoist priest was obviously very thick-skinned. He did not shy away from these things at all. Instead, he used his hands to gesture with those curvy curves.

"Huh! Indescribable? Your junior fellow disciple entered the sect ten years later than you, and now his cultivation is almost surpassing yours!"

"If you keep going like this, I will make you a pure person!"

At this time, the Taoist in apricot robe who had been running in front also turned around and returned to them.

After checking the fat Taoist priest and finding that he had no injuries, he began to reprimand him.

"Now that the Zombie King has been born, quickly follow me! Otherwise, all living beings within a thousand miles will be destroyed."

"Huh? Such a strong yin energy!"

But at this moment, the compass needle in his hand turned and began to shake violently.

That can only point to the end of this official road.

After giving the fat disciple a pill to restore his strength, the three of them followed the official route and hurried on their way.

Soon a human city appeared ahead.

At first they looked solemn, thinking that this would be the town that had been slaughtered by the Zombie King.

But when we got closer, we found that not only had there been no massacres, but the population was dense and the streets were bustling with noise, giving the place a picture of peace and prosperity.

"Master, this area is remote, and the surrounding towns are all poor and destitute. How come this place is so prosperous?"

"No, look carefully at the houses around here. Although they look bright and beautiful on the surface, their foundations are rotten and dilapidated."

"This town must have been a poor place a few months ago. It seems like it has suddenly made a fortune recently."

Every household in this city is cooking with blazing fire, and the curling smoke and the aroma of rice fill the entire town.

"It's obviously not dinner time, why are all the families cooking? And aren't the portions too big?"

"There are less than 10,000 people in this city, but the food we cook here should be enough for a million people."

In this city, at the door of every household, there are wooden barrels half a person's height filled with food, and each household has more than one barrel.

Obviously, the locals can't digest all these hot dishes. This place doesn't look like a prosperous commercial place, so where do so many people come from to eat?

“Food is not only for humans to eat.”

"Find a place to stay. Qian Kaixu will come. You guys go around and look around. Be careful not to get discovered."

"We must return before dark. The Zombie King may appear at any time."

The Taoist in apricot robe found an inn. Everyone in the inn was busy. After throwing him a key, they hurried back to the kitchen.

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The Taoist quietly went to the kitchen to observe and found that when the chefs cooked, in addition to the normal seasonings, they would also sprinkle handfuls of incense ash into the pot.

Seeing this scene, he became even more certain that these meals were not for humans to eat.

The changes in this city must be related to some evil spirits.

As a cultivator, he is naturally repulsed by such demons and monsters.

And after thinking about it, the Zombie King would most likely be attracted by the Yin energy here. So he decided to stay for a while and see what happens.

As night fell, the stoves in the city continued to burn all day long without a break.

Then, under the cover of night, barrels of food were loaded onto carts, and all the residents in the city pushed the carts, carrying wine, and headed towards an open space outside the city.

At this time, the two disciples of the Taoist in apricot robe also ran back.

"Master, Master! Look what I found!"

"There is a strange new temple outside the city. It is magnificent and gorgeous."

"I used a copper coin to open my eyes, and I knew at a glance that there was something wrong with that temple. The temple keeper inside was actually a fox!"

"The people in this city must have been bewitched by the fox demon to become like this."

"I have personally captured the fox demon. Master, do you want to slay the demon now?"

The fat Taoist priest Qian Kai had a big face with all his features puckered up when he smiled. In his hand, he was holding a big fox with shiny fur.

There were several bloodstains on the fox's body, and it was still grinning at them.

"You took its demon pill?"

The Taoist frowned. He didn't sense any evil spirit from the fox. He thought that even if the fox demon did evil, it had never killed anyone.

After creatures like fox demons have cultivated to a certain level, they need to enter the mortal world to practice. Most of them are kind to humans and are not the targets of their exorcism.

Now that his disciple has taken out the opponent's demon pill, all his cultivation has been wasted and he can't even speak. This is really too much.

"Hehe, Master, you finally found out. I am also a filial disciple, and I want to take the inner elixir to make wine for you."

"The demon pill soaked in wine is as strong as a dragon and a tiger. Master, you must try it."

The fat Taoist priest is obviously still as vigorous as a dragon and a tiger.

"Tie him up first. Killing without reason is not beneficial to your practice."

The Taoist shook his head and didn't say much.

After all, he is just a monster. Is he expected to seek justice and destroy his own apprentice? "Follow us. Let's go see where those townspeople are going."

The fat Taoist Qian Kai tied up the fox and stuffed it into a cloth bag. Then the three of them jumped into the air, used yellow talismans to become invisible, and followed the huge convoy.

The convoy carried enough food for a million people and arrived at a temple outside the city.

They piled up the food they had worked so hard to prepare all day, then walked back into the temple. Each person lit three incense sticks in front of the statue, and then drove the carriage back the same way.

They have been doing this process for half a year.

When they return, they will find a field of gold and silver in front of the banyan tree at the entrance of the village.

That was the secret of their prosperity in such a short time. The fear of mountain spirits and ghosts was no match for the temptation of yellow and white things.

After the townspeople left, the Taoist priest appeared with his two disciples.

When we entered the temple filled with incense, we found that what was enshrined there was a strange statue of a Buddha and a demon with a thousand hands on its back.

"This temple and the statues are filled with gloomy auras. It's obvious that they are not good things. Master, should we destroy this evil temple?"

The fat Taoist priest Qian Kai just got a magic pill, and now his mind is full of thoughts about slaying demons and eliminating evil.

"Brother, destroying someone's cultivation is like killing their parents. It is unforgivable."

The thin Taoist priest Xu Lai spoke slowly from the side. The fat Taoist priest's hand holding the peach wood sword trembled, and he looked at the terrifying statue again. In the end, he did not dare to take action.

"Shh! There's some noise outside, don't make any noise!"

It was exactly midnight. There was a full moon in the sky, and a ray of cold, frosty moonlight was casting down.

The fog was hazy for a while, and when it dispersed, a pitch-black ghost-faced gate suddenly appeared in front of the small temple.

As soon as the gate opened, the negative energy within a hundred miles around was drawn towards this place.

The wandering ghosts nearby seemed to be summoned and floated towards this place.

The Taoist priest in apricot robe hiding in the temple had his pupils constricted, and could not believe what he saw.

"Gate of Hell! How could it be the Gate of Hell!"

The Taoist is called Zhaixing, and he inherits one of the orthodox Three Mountains Talismans of ancient Taoism.

In his inheritance, the matters concerning the netherworld and ghost realm are recorded in great detail, many of which are secrets that have been lost in the current world of immortal cultivation.

In the past he had just read it as a story, but he never expected that today, by chance, he would actually see the gates of hell described in ancient books!

"But didn't the underworld disappear a long time ago? How could it still be..."

Before he could finish his words, the two ghost-faced doors slowly opened in front of them.

A thick yin energy poured out from behind the door, condensing the water vapor in the air to form a thick fog that rolled and spread.

In the thick fog, a group of black-armored soldiers marched out, picked up a large amount of food on the ground, and returned to the door.

There were more ghost soldiers behind, holding chains with barbs in their hands, spreading out in the surroundings.

"The gates of hell are open, the ghost soldiers are taking your soul!"

"Master! They are ghost soldiers! Isn't that the underworld behind them? Master, it turns out you didn't lie to us."

"By the way, don't we still have a sixth-grade Dugong Scroll? Can we go in and change into a boss of the underworld?"

"Since you can't use it, it would be great if you could give your disciple a new job."

(End of this chapter)