Look at these two disciples who are full of admiration for me.

Taoist Zhaixing was speechless for a moment. He really just used the records in the ancient books to amuse his two disciples.

His master used to tease him in the same way.

As for the records in ancient books, those were things that happened tens of thousands of years ago, and none of the immortals and gods mentioned in them can be seen today.

When he was young, he had looked for the underworld, but found nothing. He didn't expect to see the gates of hell today.

Logically speaking, half of their abilities are related to the underworld, so whenever there is a chance, they should go in and explore.

At this moment, a familiar smell of corpse approached them rapidly.

"Oh no, it's the Zombie King!"

A figure wrapped in black corpse energy broke out of the ground and jumped towards the gates of hell.

Zombies are buried underground all year round, absorbing the negative energy of the earth. The powerful zombies all have a good skill of escaping underground.

This was also the reason why the Taoist Master Zhaixing and his two disciples did not fly into the sky but chose to walk on the ground.

Only in this way can we track the corpse qi underground.

Taoist Zhaixing’s previous speculation was correct. The zombie was indeed attracted by the negative energy of the Ghost Gate and came here.

"Take it!"

The Taoist who picked the stars flew out first, with two ink lines popping out of his hands. He wrapped them around the legs of the Zombie King and pulled them back hard, causing a streak of sparks to fly out.

The Zombie King's jumping momentum was forcibly stopped.

After a successful strike, he took two steps closer, picked up his century-old peach wood sword, and stabbed the Zombie King's three major acupoints of heaven, earth and man from behind.

The zombie king's body had several deep scars that could be seen to the bone, and the corpse energy in his body was less than 30% of that in his prime. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured before.

Now being stabbed repeatedly by the peach wood sword, he roared angrily, and more corpse qi was forced out of his mouth.

"Eight Trigrams Talisman! I, the Taoist priest, will subdue you today!"

The Taoist Zhaixing shook his robe, and the apricot yellow robe flew out and covered the Zombie King's head.

Then Qian Kai and Xu Lai, two fat and one thin, also flew out of the temple, pulling a Bagua rope net that had been prepared long ago, and tied up the Zombie King again.

The power of the Bagua talisman and the apricot yellow Taoist robe collided with the yin and yang of the zombies, causing sparks to fly all over the sky and once again causing heavy damage to the zombie king.

The Taoist Master Zhaixing raised his hand and threw out six talisman swords, nailing the six rope ends of the Bagua rope net, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen and Dui, to the ground.

The remaining two rope ends were held tightly in the hands of his two disciples.

"Qian Kai, come here! Hold on to Qian Kun and the others, don't let go!"

The bound Zombie King continued to struggle as his body was severely injured. The enormous force caused the ground to crack and the six talisman swords inserted into the ground to tremble.

The two disciples who grabbed the ropes leaned back and pulled the two talisman ropes of Qian and Kun with all their strength.

Their legs were already embedded in the ground, but they were unable to stop and were pulled towards the Zombie King.

It would take no more than twenty breaths for the Zombie King to escape, but that was enough! "Your Grandmaster, my Master, died because he exhausted his cultivation to deal with this Zombie King."

"Now, our disciples and grandchildren must enforce justice on behalf of Heaven! To comfort our Master's spirit in Heaven!"

He made hand seals and muttered something.

As the Taoist Master Zhaixing chanted and made hand gestures, a piece of golden sword gradually emitted a brilliant golden light at the heart of the Zombie King.

It is this golden sword that has been consuming the Zombie King's power for many years.

It was not until today that the Zombie King was weakened to this extent, giving them a chance to get rid of it.

The Money Sword was activated, and the Zombie King struggled even harder. The Taoist Zhaixing raised the peach wood sword and was about to strike the Zombie King's heart with another sword.

But at this moment, something strange happened.

"Damn it! That beast bit me!"

The fox demon trapped in the cloth bag suddenly broke out of the bag and bit the inside thigh of the fat Taoist Qian Kai.

Qian Kai was distracted and the Qianwei talisman rope he was holding slipped loose.

The Zombie King immediately broke free from the double restraints of the rope net and the Taoist robe, roared, and slapped the Star-Picking Taoist in front of him away with one claw.

Then it wanted to rush forward and bite the throats of the three Taoists, but the fox just barked at it twice and then plunged into the gates of hell.

Ordinary zombies have no souls and of course no intelligence, but when they reach the level of zombie kings, they are able to wake up from the resentment of heaven and earth and possess intelligence no less than that of humans.

The corpse king knew that he would surely die if he continued fighting, so he stopped fighting and followed the fox demon into the gates of hell.

"Chase! We can't let it get away!"

The Taoist who picked the stars flew backwards with blood spurting out, and bounced up again when his back touched the ground.

He slapped two pieces of talisman paper on himself to suppress his injuries, and without stopping for a moment he rushed into the eerie ghost gate with his two disciples.

After passing through the portal, a strong yin energy attacked, causing the Taoist Zhaixing's spiritual body to shiver.

After passing through the darkness, the scenery of the underworld was not as bad as imagined.

The first thing you see is a charming sea of ​​red flowers and golden grassland.

That is the well-growing red spider lily and forget-me-not.

They were walking on a narrow path with red paper lanterns hanging on the roadside. The faint lights swayed in the wind, extending to a huge city in the distance.

“I didn’t expect that the underworld would be like this.”

Taoist Zhaixing sighed, but then his expression changed.

He took out two pieces of talisman paper, folded them, rolled them into two small rolls and stuffed them into his nose.

Beside him, two disciples, one fat and one thin, were walking forward in a daze with dazed eyes.

Taoist Zhaixing raised his hand to burn two pieces of talisman paper, and patted the foreheads of the two disciples with the talisman ashes, which made the two of them wake up with a start.

"Concentrate your mind and put these two pieces of talisman paper into your noses. You two are still inexperienced and cannot smell the scent of red spider lily pollen."

"The Zombie King must have gone forward. We must not let him escape today. Chase him."

After saying this, he picked up the peach wood sword and followed his two disciples along the narrow path under the lanterns to chase forward.

After walking for a while, the road ahead became bustling.

There were many open gates of hell surrounding the huge city. Many masked figures were walking out of them, heading towards the city at the end of the road.

The narrow path began to widen, and the "pedestrians" around them gradually became crowded.

There are lights ahead, and before entering the city, all kinds of hawking sounds begin to be heard one after another.

There are all kinds of strange and weird items on sale at stalls of all sizes on the roadside.

The shadowy figures in the scene are a picture of prosperity and splendor.

But after the three of them opened their Dharma eyes, they discovered that at least nine and a half out of ten people here were not human.

"So lively? I've never heard of a ghost market in the underworld."

Taoist Zhaixing frowned. This was not the same as the underworld he had imagined.

Fortunately, he was over 800 years old after all. He had been to places like the Ghost Market several times and knew the rules there.

He took out a few spirit stones, randomly bought two sugar figures made of Yin soil from a stall, and then asked the stall owner.

"Brother, have you ever seen a zombie?"

The stall owner was wearing a mask, but under his divine eyes he could tell that he was a human monk.

This ghost market is a place where humans and ghosts coexist, so it should be a relatively formal and safe one.

"Looking for zombies? Go to the end and turn right."

After getting the information they wanted, the three of them restrained their breath and squeezed through the crowd, and soon saw a lively banquet.

In front was a large area of ​​tables, chairs and benches, filled with all kinds of human and non-human monsters. There were also many puppets and wooden figures, placing food and drinks on the table in a continuous stream.

Now, they knew who the drinks and meals were prepared for the townspeople.

They gritted their teeth and dived into the crowd of monsters and ghosts.

"Master, they seem to be looking at us~"

The fat Taoist priest Qian Kai's calves were trembling.

"No, Master, there are big monsters! There are a lot of big monsters over there!"

"Master, am I seeing things? There's a ghost king over there!"

The two disciples wanted to cry but had no tears. Even the Taoist Zhaixin had cold sweat on his forehead.

They have gone through a lot of hardships to hunt down a zombie king who is at the end of his strength, but have not succeeded yet.

But when he ran into the gates of hell, he suddenly saw so many powerful evil creatures.

Taoist Zhaixing's cultivation has only reached the level of transformation into a spirit, and although the Taoist methods he has practiced can still help to restrain these evil spirits.

If one of these big demon kings came, he might be able to deal with it and run away, but with so many, the more than 100 pounds on his body would not be enough for them to share.

Fortunately, there are humans in this place, and those monsters and demons seem to follow certain rules and have no intention of attacking them.

The three of them lowered their heads and didn't look any further. After walking among them for more than half a minute, they finally saw the figure of the Zombie King.

The zombie king, who was beaten black and blue by them, somehow mixed into this group of monsters and demons, and was currently in the raw meat area of ​​the buffet, mixed with a group of ghosts, holding a sika deer and sucking it hard.

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Behind him, there were two ghosts trying to pull out the golden sword that was stuck in the Zombie King's heart.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Zhaixing became anxious. Once the Money Sword left his body, he was afraid that he would find it difficult to destroy the zombie.

He didn't care about anything else at the moment. He shouted loudly, raised his hand and threw out the hundred-year-old peach wood sword.

"You bold monster! Look at the sword!"

Boom! There was an explosion.

The tent where the banquet was held was blown away by the aftermath of the explosion.

The already seriously injured Zombie King was pierced by a sword and nailed to the ground.

"Death, monster!"

Taoist Zhaixing took out an ancient seal and smashed it towards the Zombie King's forehead with a shake of his hand.

After being hit hard by this blow, the Zombie King, who is already at the end of his strength, will most likely be successfully exorcised by someone.

Bang! But before the seal fell, a hand caught it steadily.

Green smoke rose up with a hissing sound, and the seal kept struggling in the palm of the hand, but to no avail.

Instead, it quickly wilted under the impact of a blue-black energy.

"Who is it! You dare to attack my guests here!"

He casually threw the big seal aside, and five clear fingerprints appeared on it.

The Lord of Fengdu City, still wearing a mask, waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust around him.

This sudden change made the entire bustling ghost market quiet down.

The group of demons and ghosts who were originally sitting together toasting each other now formed a circle tacitly, surrounding the three unexpected guests in the middle.

"Master, what should I do? Master!"

"It's over, it's over, I'm dead this time!"

The two disciples were surrounded by so many powerful demons and monsters, and their faces turned pale with fear . Only the Taoist Zhaixing could barely maintain his composure.

Among the group of monsters and ghosts, Jiang Li stood out. During this period of time, he had been staying in Fengdu City, personally paying attention to the exploration of the fantasy world of the underworld.

But unfortunately, the illusion of the underworld is not the complete underworld after all.

It is more like pieces of lost fragments. The ghost soldiers sent out often encounter the boundaries of the illusion and get lost in some inexplicable places.

The drawn maps will also change every now and then.

Progress in exploration has been rather limited.

At the same time, he was also actively expanding the influence of Fengdu City, except for ghosts and monsters.

The legend of the ghost market in Fengdu City has also spread among a large number of independent practitioners.

He began to regularly open the gates of hell at certain locations, and lead human monks in to exchange what they had.

Of course, there are always troublemakers, which has resulted in a group of lifelong users in the dungeon of Fengdu City.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Zhaixing, and I have come here with two disciples to hunt down the Zombie King."

"I am truly sorry for disturbing you all by mistakenly entering your precious place. Here are some apologies. I hope you will accept them. I also ask you to help me."

Taoist Zhaixing took a deep breath, poured out a pile of spiritual stones and fruits from his storage bag and placed them on the ground, then took out a large stack of paper figures and distributed them to the group of ghosts that had just been affected by his peach wood sword.

The quality of the paper man is not low. It can allow a ghost to possess it and disguise itself as a living person.

Similar to high-end fashion for humans, it is easier to find a partner after wearing it, and it has always been a hot commodity in the eyes of ghosts.

After the apology, the surrounding demons and monsters softened their gazes towards the three of them.

It's probably enough to beat them up and still let them live.

But at this moment, a fox with blood on its body suddenly appeared from nowhere, ran to Jiang Li and started squeaking.

The three Taoists' faces changed at the same time. This fox demon actually has a backer!

This is not good!

Sure enough, after the fox demon finished speaking, Jiang Li’s eyes under the mask became cold again.

He raised his hand and pulled out the peach wood sword from the Zombie King's chest. Then he exerted force with his hand and broke the wooden sword directly, and threw the broken sword at the feet of the three people.

"In my place! Hurting my subordinates! Breaking my rules!"

"You still want me to do you a favor! What a conceited tone, fellow Taoist!"

"Get it!"

Jiang Li gave the order, and without him having to do anything, the surrounding demons and ghost kings rushed forward and pinned the Taoist Zhaixing to the ground in one encounter.

As for his two disciples, there is no need to mention them. They are just golden elixirs, how can they make any waves?

He poured out the magic pill from the wine jug on the fat Taoist's waist and returned it to the injured fox demon.

He also handed over a small knife and asked the fox demon to dig out the fat Taoist's golden elixir to replenish itself.

How could the fox demon, whose stomach was ripped open and whose waist pill was taken out, miss this opportunity? He cut open the fat Taoist's clothes and pointed the sharp knife at his qi sea.

"Wait, don't hurt him!"

"I am willing to give you my sect's Dugong Lu! Please spare my disciple's life!"

Taoist Zhaixing, who was pinned to the ground, was powerless to save his disciple when he saw his miserable plight.

Suddenly I remembered the Du Gong Lu they had talked about before.

It is said that that thing can serve as an official in the underworld.

Although taking it out now means using the sword of the previous dynasty to kill the officials of this dynasty, but in this situation, we can only treat the dead horse as a living one.

But it was these words that saved their lives.

Jiang Li had already turned around and was ready to leave, but after hearing the word "Du Gong Lu", he stopped.

He raised his hand to ask the group of monsters to stop temporarily.

Taoist Zhaixing stood up in embarrassment, and did not dare to ask Jiang Li to help him.

He could only reach into his bosom and pull out a gray folder.

The inscription is "Temple of Heaven Jade Ge Du Gong Lu".

Jiang Li reached out to take it and opened the letter, but there was not a single name in it.

But that doesn't mean it's a fake.

This memorial gave Jiang Li a vague feeling that was somewhat similar to the Dragon Prison Chain.

In ancient times, this would probably be a magical weapon.

After putting away the Du Gong Lu, Jiang Li stared at the Taoist in front of him for a long time before asking solemnly.

"You are Taoist priests from Mount Mao?"

I forgot to name the chapter yesterday –_– 　　 　 (End of this chapter)