The appearance of Hei Wuchang made the gray-robed gentleman's face suddenly become extremely ugly. He almost immediately understood something and looked towards the direction of the monk's house, cursing: "Stinky baldy, damn baldy, I thought you were standing by me and helping me, but I didn't expect that you would notify this dead face to arrest me."

"Give up, I will never go back even if I die!"

The wooden fish had a quiet sound and did not answer.

The man in gray threw the chicken leg bone in his hand backhand, shook his right hand, and threw the bowl of delicious food towards Hei Wuchang, spilling it with the soup. This bowl of extremely delicious and fragrant Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was wrapped in the Qi of the earthly immortal level, and it was surging. It could kill one or two real people with a smash, but it couldn't touch Hei Wuchang who was at a similar level at all.

The soul-catching rope in his hand flew out and directly hooked Di Ting's right foot.

Move your wrist and apply a little force.

The endless and dense Yin energy in the magic weapon was entangled upwards like a living thing, causing Di Ting's blood to stiffen. In an instant, the latter understood that Meng Po had actually poisoned the soul-catching rope. His eyes rolled back, and even this extraordinary ancient beast god was paralyzed.

"That old woman Meng Po...she..."

"After all, it's you I'm facing."

"Ding, stop pretending and come back with us. You are not that kind of person."

Hei Wuchang shook his hand and hooked Di Ting down, throwing him to the ground. Di Ting scratched the ground with both hands and struggled, saying:

"I don't want to go back!"

"I don't want to be in solitary confinement with that old bald guy anymore!"

"I want a nice-looking girl who smells good!"

“I want to eat meat!”

Hei Wuchang said: "It's time to go home."

The struggle was in vain, and only left ten crooked traces on the fine jade floor.

Finally caught, Di Ting was tied up and said angrily:

"Let me go, I won't go back, I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat!"

Hei Wuchang lifted Di Ting up and said in a slightly serious tone, "Things in the Yang world belong to the Yang world. No matter how wronged one is, the grief of an individual or even a group of people cannot override the Yin and Yang, life and death. As a ghost from the underworld, it is wrong for you to come to the human world. Do you still want to interfere in the affairs of different ethnic groups in the Yang world?"

"If life and death aren't fair, what else is fair?"

Di Ting asked: "Do you think other things are fair now?"

Hei Wuchang paused and replied: "It is precisely because everything is rarely fair that the world needs the ultimate fairness of life and death!"

"Even the Three Pure Ones and the Four Imperial Gods cannot change the final fairness."

"Return!"

He picked up Di Ting, who was tied into a rice dumpling, glanced at the house where the monks lived, nodded slightly, and then left.

All the way through the gap between yin and yang, into the netherworld, stepping into the Yellow Springs, and returning to the underworld.

Hei Wuchang sent him back to the City of the Dead where Ksitigarbha was.

Only after letting it go did he leave.

While standing in the City of the Dead, Di Ting, who had been struggling and cursing before, suddenly froze. His pupils shrank violently, and a faint light spread out of his eyes. His whole temperament changed drastically, as if he had experienced the washing of long years in an instant. The change was so huge that it could be called earth-shaking.

Hei Wuchang frowned and said, "Are you finally stopping playing dumb?"

He hesitated for a moment, and the usually cold and hard Hei Wuchang softened his tone and said:

"I know you are upset, but...what that person did was also his own choice."

"The limit of life and death cannot be broken, listen carefully."

"As a Yin God getting involved in the affairs of the Yang world, I must stop you."

Di Ting ignored it, just waved his hand and said coldly:

"Go away."

Hei Wuchang did not get angry, he just left calmly.

Di Ting took a long breath, pressed his brows, and felt the memories he had stored on the gate of the City of the Dead being restored.

With a slight stretch, the plain grey robe on Mr. Gray turned into a dark robe as deep as water, but on the hem of his robe there were blooming enchanting red spider lilies, which made the fortune teller, who originally looked ordinary and simple, look a little more enchanting.

Di Ting yawned, tucked one hand into the left lapel of his clothes, and walked lazily into the City of the Dead. He kicked the gate open, and the huge gate of the City of the Dead, which was a hundred feet long, was kicked open like thunder. Many ghosts in the City of the Dead were stiffened, and seeing this guy coming back, they all retreated backwards with pale faces and fear.

“You’re back?!”

“He is back!!”

"hiss--"

The souls in the City of the Dead are all extremely terrifying.

This is the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva - the City of Wrongful Death.

It is a place opened up by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who gained power in the battle between him and the ten kings of the underworld. The only people "living" here are the souls of those who died unjustly, that is to say, they did not die of natural causes, but died unjustly due to suicide, disasters, wars, accidents, murders, etc.

"All living beings died unjustly, they are innocent, how can we allow these living beings to be tortured by the underworld after death?"

Anyone who dies unjustly can live in the City of the Unjustly Dead until the end of his or her original life span.

Life here is like living in the world of the living.

But you cannot leave the city.

It is also unable to receive paper money offerings from the living world. All these things will be deposited with the Venerable Mulian under the seat of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The people who died unjustly here can climb the city wall and look out. After seeing that the people who killed them have received the due punishment and their resentment has dissipated, they will be sent to the other palaces of the underworld.

Afterwards, you will be rewarded or punished according to what you have done.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will not care anymore.

This is the method of universal salvation practiced by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

All things are fair. Those who died unjustly should not take Meng Po soup to forget their grudges and wait until the grudges in this life are gone before they can reincarnate.

A lifetime of grudges.

But at this moment, the resentful souls in the City of the Unjustly Dead, those who died unjustly and turned into evil spirits, were all looking at the lazy fortune teller with extreme fear. Originally, the city was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves of the souls who died unjustly, but now it suddenly became extremely silent, and no sound dared to be made.

Di Ting walked lazily along the avenue, and snatched an apple from the hand of a ghost who was ten feet tall, pale, covered with tumors, and with an eye on each tumor. He chewed on it in his mouth, and finally walked to a small temple in the City of the Dead and kicked it open.

"Old man, I'm back from my mischief!"

Inside was a skinny and short monk, sitting with his hands folded and his back to Di Ting.

Di Ting's forehead had a dragon horn, and he was wearing a black dress with blood-red red spider lilies on it. He sat next to the monk, with his arm resting on the bald man, eating the fruit he had snatched away, chewing and saying, "Even though you said you wouldn't let me go out, I never listened to you, bald man."

“Hehe, after I went out this time, I deliberately sealed my memory and arranged guidance in advance.”

"It allows the Supreme to establish a bond with the people of Jinzhou."

"Are you going to accuse me of bragging again?"

"Haha, you guessed it right, I was indeed bragging."

"In fact, it's not that I have such great abilities. As for the Supreme, it's scary to think about it. Everything will be known. But only the Supreme will be guided by something naturally, because his Tao allows a certain degree of accidents and directions. After all, I am from the same era as the Queen of Wa, and they were not the Tao ancestors at that time."

“I’m still familiar with them.”

“So, in extreme cases.”

"Using an open strategy might allow Tai Shang to go to certain places."

"It's just that there happened to be a person with a very good foundation and understanding in that place."

"And that person is just right, he is from Jinzhou."

"I just guided him a little bit, and I don't have these memories at that time. Shangqing can't measure this kind of 'harmless' guidance, Yuqing regards it as inaction, but Taishang will take it naturally and happily. It's better to say that it's his personality rather than guidance."

"If it weren't for me, it would have taken the little fellow about seven years to meet the Supreme."

"I have already led that great disciple to the Blue Lion."

"With Huang Yao here, she will definitely not be able to ignore the descendants of the Wa tribe, so I let that little Pengcao and Qi Wuhuo meet."

"'Let' her escape, and break into the city gate when Qi Wuhuo enters the demon tribe."

"And he guided the demon clan's spies to discover the Great Emperor Dongyue, who they would never have been able to discover with their cultivation level."

"Guided by the situation, the inevitable fight between Emperor Dongyue and the Blue Lion was triggered in advance."

"The monk who was carrying the murderous intent was also near the blue lion. His Buddhist cultivation was very high, so he was able to suppress such a huge evil thought. However, the more this was the case, the more passionate and emotional the monk was, the more likely he would show the 'wrathful Vajra King' when he saw the great saint who was killing people."

"At that time, Buddha also had to transform into a demon, and use the demonic energy of the Zhongzhou calamity to defeat the culprit of the Jinzhou calamity. It is only natural that there is a cause and an effect. As for me, I was captured by Hei Wuchang himself. No matter how big the events are in the Demon Country and how many people have died, they have nothing to do with me, the Yin God."

"I saw the calamity of that lion. Although I am not good at fighting, I can guide these calamities myself."

"Let these people who shouldn't appear at the same time appear at the same time, and let the disasters that shouldn't erupt at the same time erupt at the same time. However, if you are still awake, you will definitely be furious and then complain that I shouldn't use my power in this way."

Listen carefully and you will hear the suffering of the Four Noble Truths.

A creature from the Second Tribulation Period and a good friend of Queen Nuwa.

He uses his power to do whatever he wants and is a demon god in the world.

He was captured by Ksitigarbha and imprisoned in the netherworld purgatory.

"Tell me, why did you go to Jinzhou a few years ago?"

Di Ting closed his eyes and whispered, "The human-faced tribe eats people and their souls. Ordinary souls will dissipate if exposed to the air. Even evil spirits cannot resist the pure yang of the sun. Even if the souls in the underworld want to return to the human world to see their relatives, they need to go during the year when the yin energy is the most concentrated. With Donghua's attack, the sun was able to turn the souls of countless people in Jinzhou into ashes."

"Why did you take action to save the souls of humans, monsters, birds, and beasts?"

"Then I used my last bit of strength to send them into reincarnation."

"But you are like this, without any defense, and you end up like this. You save the people, but who will save you?"

"Monk, you are so stupid and foolish."

Di Ting rubbed the monk's head, and the old monk didn't say anything.

He lazily lay on the ground and said, "Let's see if the little guy can survive this time."

"Qi Wuhuo, Qi Wuhuo, I hope you can exceed my expectations."

"It's very boring to be able to hear everything in the world."

"I have already reduced the possibility of your revenge from zero to less than 10%. Whether it can be successful or not depends on you. Oh, by the way, old man, I also turned into your appearance before, and then tricked the monk into joining the game, letting him chase me and catch me. I originally did a full show, and by the way, I found a strong enough amulet for me."

"I managed to get myself out of here, with clean hands."

"However, even if the matter in Jinzhou has nothing to do with you, I will still come forward..."

Listen carefully with eyes slightly lowered:

"If the Green Lion succeeds, all the True Lords who have been trapped in the Emperor Realm for countless years will frantically try to find a way to raise a holy fetus. If the earth veins are gone, then Hou Tu will be in danger. If Hou Tu is in danger, guess who will benefit the most? That [Yu] has a really cold personality..."

"Speaking of which, even I would only dare to tell you these things in the City of the Dead."

"Once you go out to make plans, you must temporarily seal your memories and then use yourself as your son."

"After all, I know myself best. I can create countless exposed personalities by just slightly changing my memory. Isn't that the best chess piece? I'm afraid that kid Lu Chunyang guessed something and deliberately tested me several times."

"Empress Wa fell in the sea of ​​blood, Fuxi went mad, but the one who benefited in the end was Gou Chen who sat on Diaoyutai."

"Now if the Blue Lion is accomplished, the Earth God will be in danger, and Hou Tu will fall. Then, that [Yu] can balance the South Pole and the North Pole. I don't know what the North Pole stands for, but the South Pole may be prepared to let this happen. If one of the Four Yus is missing, the Jade Emperor can be pulled down from a higher status and made one of the [Yu]. "

The demon god Di Ting, who had survived the Second Tribulation Era until now, sneered:

"These lunatics!"

Then he sighed: "But aren't you and I the same?"

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing I really want to try."

He smiled and took out a big chicken leg from his sleeve, picked up a pot of wine, and waved the wine and meat in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for several times. Then he ate the meat and drank the wine in big mouthfuls in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. He felt that the wine and meat were sweeter than usual.

Drinking wine and eating meat, planning and making moves, listening to the suffering of the Four Noble Truths, knowing the affairs of all things and all living things, listening carefully to himself saying:

"Seeking the Way and killing without regard for the consequences of one's actions, it may seem heroic, but in fact it is extremely conceited and self-centered."

"What a bullshit path you are practicing! It's just the devil's path."

"Those who are stubborn and refuse to turn back are demons."

"Blue Lion, prepare to die!"

…

The little peacock stared with wide eyes, watching Lu Chunyang go away, and then became dejected.

"Aqi is in danger, I want to go too!"

"But if he doesn't take me with him, I won't be able to find the place..."

Qi Wuhuo was very depressed. In order not to reveal his identity, he put it and many other items here. The little peacock was very worried. Without him, would Aqi be in danger? Would he encounter any unsolvable troubles? If there were any troubles, what would Aqi do if he was not around?

Want to go!

But I don’t know how to get there!

At this moment, it suddenly discovered that the white silk under the plate thrown away by the fortune teller flew down, and the soup in the thrown bowl spilled on the white silk. It turned out to be a map. The little peacock widened his eyes and immediately realized that this was the direction to the holy land of the Blue Lion Clan!

The little peacock's eyes widened, and he suddenly flapped his wings and said, "It's here, it's here!"

"I'm going to find Aqi!"

"Eeyyyyy!"

The little medicine spirit tried to stretch out his arms, but the little peacock pressed his head with its wing and forced him to sit down. The little peacock said sternly, "Your realm is too low. Wait until you reach seven or eight levels, and then come with me!"

"babble!!!"

The little medicine spirit refused.

The little peacock looked at the zither and sword that could not be shrunk in the past and stored in the jade pendant, flapped its wings and said:

"Aqi is in danger now. He is alone and his weapons are gone."

“It’s very dangerous.”

"I'll take you there, you have to get smaller!"

The zither began to glow, but the sword seemed unwilling to move and was retracted into the scabbard. After hesitating for a long time, it also shrank. Both of them became smaller and their original terrifying murderous aura was restrained. The little peacock opened its mouth and directly wrapped the shrunken zither and sword with a stream of Qi and swallowed them into its stomach.

Although it is swallowed, it is actually wrapped in Qi.

He did not allow these two killing weapons to come into contact with his internal organs.

Then he flapped his wings.

Carrying two top-notch killing treasures, he followed the instructions left by Di Ting and headed to where the young Taoist was.