The breeze is so gentle on my face.

Ah, the sky is blue and clear.

When the wind blows, the grass undulates slightly, the flowers can be seen swaying, and the clouds are so white and soft.

The beautiful girl ran on the road, returned home, opened the door, and saw her grandmother with white hair and wrinkles on her face cooking. The smell of the food made her nostalgic. The grandmother came over with a smile, stretched out her hand and touched her head: "Does my little Meng like my food so much?"

"Why did you come to see grandma all of a sudden?"

The beautiful girl was stunned, and then she found that the sun outside was very bright.

sun?

Uh-huh??!!!

sun!!!

There was a blur in front of my eyes.

“Ahhhhhhhh, my eyes, my eyes!”

When Hei Wuchang arrived, he saw Meng Po rolling on the ground with her eyes covered. The numbers of merits on the Yin De Jade Disk were rising wildly. Bright and clear light shot up into the sky, as if it would never end, illuminating this underworld. The original yin energy was actually transformed into bright golden color, which set off the young Taoist.

Hei Wuchang retracted his gaze, looked at Meng Po, and asked, "How are you?"

Meng Po murmured: "I seem to have returned to the past."

"I saw the old lady whose soul had already flown away..."

"Grandma, Grandma is here to see me."

Hei Wuchang had a blank look on his face. Bai Wuchang came over, helped Meng Po up with his left hand, picked up the bowl of Meng Po soup with his right hand, and poured it directly into Meng Po's mouth. The latter's face changed. The soup tasted too bad and she almost vomited. Bai Wuchang smiled and raised his hand to push Meng Po, and Meng Po swallowed the soup directly.

As a result, the injuries to his soul caused by looking directly at Canran's merits were instantly healed.

The price is a temporary loss of a certain degree of memory.

Mengpo soup is not specifically for forgetting memories, but for repairing the suffering of the soul throughout its life.

"Hmm? Why are the two Marshals here?"

"What light is this?"

“Ahhhhh, my eyes, my eyes!!!”

Bai Wuchang's smile froze slightly. He snatched the Meng Po soup and fed Meng Po a bowl of it.

Meng Po holds a very special position among the gods of the underworld.

Just looking at the foundation, it is close to the level of a True Lord, or in other words.

It is purely because the Yin Spirit cannot achieve the Five Qis Converging to Origin that it is not the foundation. Because it has existed for a long time, compared with the strength of its own foundation, it is actually not much inferior to the True Lord, but it is not as good on the level.

However, he was not good at fighting or conquering, but was only good at refining pills, but his alchemy method was different from that of Tai Shang's lineage.

Just seek medicinal properties.

I don't care about the rest of the color, smell and taste.

Bai Wuchang let go of her hand, and Meng Po fell down, muttering that it tasted bad.

Bai Wuchang sighed and said, "This is the first time I've seen someone injured by the light of Yin De."

Hei Wuchang looked at the majestic light emanating from the jade scroll behind the young Taoist priest, turned around and looked at Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun, and said woodenly: "A little more, how much?"

Yin De Ding Xiu Zhen Jun covered his eyes with the black colored glaze that was characteristic of the Netherworld and said:

"Probably, perhaps, possibly, the lives of a state."

Hei Wuchang said woodenly: "Living beings? Or people?"

Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun replied strictly:

"It is a living being. All the birds and beasts, humans, and monsters under the charge of the Ten Yin Marshals are included in it."

"In addition, there are all the souls in Zhongzhou who have not left yet."

"It is life and spirit."

Hei Wuchang was silent, and said woodenly: "Zhi, who is it?"

Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun looked at the Soul-Catching Rope that Hei Wuchang held tightly in his right hand and said:

"The monk who came to enter the cycle of reincarnation on his own initiative."

Hei Wuchang asked, "Medicine Master Liuli Light Tathagata?"

"It's him."

Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun said: "So I said I was very curious and wanted you to invite him for tea!"

Saving the dying and saving the living is a hidden virtue.

There is an institution in heaven called Shangqingtian Hospital.

What the disciples do is to save all lonely ghosts, liberate souls, and save lonely souls.

After cleansing the hatred of many wronged souls, their spiritual injuries are repaired and then sent to the underworld.

Although Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun accepted many disciples, there were always many bad ones among them, but because of his wide number of disciples, he also had many merits. Shangqing Tianyi Hospital and Shangqing Tianshu Hospital were both named Shangqing, and among the thirteen departments of Shangqing, the person in charge was the Nine Heavens Interview Envoy, the Three Realms Medicine King, and the Heavenly Doctor Great Sage.

Because of his wide range of blessings and the salvation of all souls, he was given the title of Kaiyuan Pudu Tianzun.

This was the commotion that occurred when the Medicine King of the Three Realms came here for the first time.

Hei Wuchang wanted to smash the soul-catching rope in his hand directly on the face of the King of Hell. He gritted his teeth and said, "Tell the truth."

Then Yin De Ding Xiu Zhen Jun stretched out two fingers and gestured:

"twice."

"The first time it rained it broke the plague, the second time it was to save the people."

"The second time, the consequences were quite serious, and it indirectly saved the people to some extent."

The chains in Hei Wuchang's hands whistled.

Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun said: "Okay, okay, I will tell the truth."

"Also, because when I was saving the dying and the wounded, my foundation of Taoism was greatly damaged, and I felt like I was sacrificing myself to save others."

"That's the kind of behavior that Yin De Yu Bi admires the most."

"To do good without seeking hidden virtue is to do great good."

Hei Wuchang couldn't help but grab the collar of Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun, veins bulging on his forehead: "You f---"

"Ah, Lao Hei, Lao Hei, calm down, calm down."

Hei Wuchang was angry.

Even Bai Wuchang was frightened.

They are nominally subordinates, but they once suppressed the Netherworld Rebellion together and are comrades-in-arms.

Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun only has a very strong divine position and power in the netherworld. In terms of magical powers and martial arts, he may not be able to defeat Wu Chang You Ming Zhenjun, who travels around the six realms, seduces souls and is respected as the head of the netherworld commanders. Bai Wu Chang pulled the furious Hei Wu Chang, but in the blink of an eye, he heard roars again. Hei Wu Chang let go and said woodenly:

"This place is the first checkpoint for many souls. They have an instinctive desire for the light of Yin De. Be prepared to suppress it."

He raised his right hand.

The earthly immortals have cultivated to the highest level, but as yin gods they are unable to reach the level of true lords.

But when fighting, it has little to do with realm.

The thousand-foot-tall Dharmakaya's true form appeared behind him and was about to take action. Looking in that direction, the young Taoist could see souls struggling to walk towards him. In this first level of the underworld, there were souls who had never done evil. They came from ordinary people who had committed both minor evils and minor good deeds. Among them were immortal officials, ordinary mortals, and non-human creatures.

But their souls still have obsessions after all.

Either drink Meng Po soup, or wash away your obsession in the underworld.

Only then can you reincarnate.

At this moment, they all instinctively walked towards the young Taoist priest, instinctively craving for warmth and good deeds.

Only those who have done good deeds can stay and serve as ghost messengers, otherwise they will directly drink Meng Po soup.

Then if there is any obsession left.

You have to go to the underworld to wash it.

The young Taoist felt that his own soul seemed to be expanding slightly, and he felt that there seemed to be an indescribable mysterious power flowing into his soul from the Yin De Treasure Scroll behind him, like nourishment for spiritual practice. The reflection of his spiritual nature was clear, and he instinctively realized that if he could contain these Yin De and then spend more than a hundred years to transform them, it would be enough to cultivate to a level close to that of a human immortal.

But this means going directly down the path of the Yin God.

As for practicing both at the same time, his supreme body was unwilling to accommodate this thing.

Because it is not the right way.

The highest good is like water, which takes its course in all directions.

But there is a clear distinction.

Extremely pure.

Although it was only the innate Qi, Qi Wuhuo's soul was close to the level of a normal real person. However, even a real person might not be that strong in the face of this Yin De. But at this moment, Qi Wuhuo's soul just flowed and directly expelled that Yin De.

Brilliant and brilliant, grand and clear.

It suddenly spread out and re-entered the treasure scroll. The brilliant light shot up into the sky. In the second layer of the underworld, in an instant, there were thousands of bright lights, sharp energy, and running clouds. The merits were immeasurable, and as they came and went, the dissipated merits fell down. The souls that still had obsessions dissipated their obsessions under this brilliant light, and the last suffering of the souls was dissipated.

All souls are liberated in the Nether Palace, and there are no resentful souls in the Yellow Springs Water.

In an instant, when the light faded away, the jade disk returned to normal.

In the entire second level of the Underworld Palace, all the resentful souls who had drunk Meng Po soup disappeared and were sent to reincarnation, while those who had not drunk Meng Po soup also let go of their obsessions, their minds were clear and pure. Among the few people who came together, only the Heavenly Officials and the Earthly Gods were left. For a moment, the Heavenly Official of the Shenxiao Palace even felt that this place had become too quiet.

From afar, the Yellow Spring water that was filled with ghosts suddenly became extremely clear.

The Yin De Jade Disk retracted the words, and the remaining golden light dissipated. The young Taoist's robe moved slightly, and the white hair at his temples fell down.

The body of the Heavenly Official of the Divine Sky Palace trembled slightly:

“This, this is…”

"The merits are immeasurable, saving all lonely souls..."

“Yes, yes…”

He saw that the young Taoist seemed to have noticed something and turned around to look at him.

Those eyes were calm and gentle, and they just smiled slightly.

The celestial official lowered his head.

My heart was shaken and frightened.

...**The Demon Lord? !

Is it really him?!

Meng Po, who was closest to her, murmured, "I feel my grandma calling me..." Her white hair turned black, and her face changed from old to a beautiful and gentle girl. It seemed that her body became light and she turned into a ghost, slowly floating up and flying towards the reincarnation platform.

Eyes clear and calm.

Xiaobai, Laohei, the Great King of Hell, the Second King of Hell, all the way to the Tenth King of Hell.

Ksitigarbha the old bald man.

Bye now.

Thank you, I will never forget the years I spent working with you.

Her expression is quiet and beautiful.

But Bai Wuchang grabbed his head and pulled him back. Bai Wuchang smiled grimly and said, "Where are you going?"

"Want to take this opportunity to reincarnate and play in the human world?"

"You wish!"

"Investigating the life and death of the five realms of heaven, earth, humans, demons and water is already very troublesome. After Di Ting escaped, the workload has become unbearable. You want to run away too? If you dare to run, do you believe that I will risk losing my good deeds to make you die young and come back?"

"You want to escape without even drinking Meng Po soup?"

"No one would drink that stuff!" Meng Po, in her young girl state, struggled hard.

"Aren't you a ghost?!"

Bai Wuchang became furious and started arguing with Meng Po.

Although they are clergy, they are the only high-ranking gods in the underworld. After working together for thousands or tens of thousands of years, their relationship is much better than that of the complicated organization in heaven. Moreover, this place is located in the second level of the Underworld Palace. The first level of the Underworld Palace is the most powerful one, used to deal with visits from the strong among the Heavenly Officials, Earthly Officials and Water Officials.

The second underworld palace is closest to the human world and is the place of reincarnation.

He doesn't have to deal with worldly affairs, nor does he have to be responsible for the eighteen levels of hell like the remaining eight kings of hell.

Among the remaining eight Yama Kings, the first seven are responsible for two levels of hell respectively and deal with the evil ghosts and gods in the six realms.

And the last one suppresses the last four levels of purgatory.

His name is Five-Transformation Mighty Spirit True Lord of the Prison.

The second level of the Underworld Palace is the most leisurely place, and the atmosphere is relaxed.

There weren’t too many other people around, and even if there were, it wouldn’t matter, because we would all have to drink Meng Po soup in the end anyway.

Qi Wuhuo sensed something strange about the Beidi Mirror.

In front are Black Wuchang and Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun.

The young Taoist bowed, his sleeves fluttering, causing the remaining light of Yin De to flow, and said gently:

"I am Qi Wuhuo from Helianshan, Zhongzhou. I would like to meet the True Lord of the Underworld."

Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun had a gentle and dignified look, and smiled gently: "My young friend, you are so polite."

At the same time, he sent a message to Hei Wuchang frantically.

“So many good deeds!”

"so much!"

"Do we have enough things in our treasure house?"

"Old Black?!"

"Old Black, say something, Old Black!"