Guarding the pass is Cang's last obsession.
He and Jianmen Pass have become one, he has become the earth-binding spirit of Jianmen Pass.
Thanks to this, he absorbed many insights left by the Martial Saint and became a ghost immortal.
Thanks to this, he can control the guards of Jianmen Pass and control the world of Jianmen Pass.
There were losses among the guards at Jianmen Pass.
Some people have had distracting thoughts.
All these people were turned into bones and stones under the city.
It was exactly the same as the first time Kong Hanan saw the dried tall man with his own eyes.
Although the Shura tribe no longer dares to set foot in this territory, the evil spirits in the Shura field are not easy to deal with.
Thanks to the fact that Jianmen Pass became a deadly place and absorbed many undead souls, they were able to replenish their personnel.
Cang used Jianmen Pass to let the new ghosts experience the reincarnation of the Martial Saint and the road to deification again and again.
It also allows new recruits to inherit the guards' legacy and grow quickly.
As for those who are evil, violent and difficult to tame, they will be absorbed into the Shura Field and become evil spirits.
The Shura Field is not under the control of Shura, and the evil spirits there will occasionally lose control and attack Jianmen Pass in turn.
Therefore, the enemies faced by Jianmen Pass were diverse, and so were the guards at Jianmen Pass.
The guards who stayed in Jianmen Pass, although they inherited the concept of guarding the pass, also became tired of Jianmen Pass.
It comes from the high-pressure management of the warehouse and the endless enemies.
This is also the reason why Kong Hanan's followers persuaded Kong Hanan to rebel. They subconsciously wanted to escape from Jianmen Pass.
But at this moment, Cang was tied outside the pass with soul-catching chains and could not break free.
His influence on Jianmen Pass has become minimal.
Kong Hanan patted Cang's shoulder.
"You've been guarding for quite some time... Let them make their own choice."
"Oh, right, the Second Master told me that he has an old friend at Jianmen Pass, and asked me to look after him and invite him to work in the underworld. Could this person be you?"
Cang's body began to tremble.
"He... really still remembers me? Did he really say that?"
Of course that's not what I said.
The original words of the Martial Saint were a bit cruel.
But no matter what, Kong Hanan still has no choice.
Kong Hanan smiled.
"Well, he didn't say who it was, but I think it was you."
“Squeak~!”
The gate of Jianmen Pass, which had been closed for a long time, was pushed open by a group of ghosts!
…
In Linzi, the Imperial Observatory fell to its knees.
"Your Majesty! Jianmen Pass has appeared! I'm afraid there are ghosts wreaking havoc on the world!!!"
…
In the underworld, in a Shura field.
The evil spirits crawled on the ground, trembling.
There was originally a Shura at the level of Ghost King and hundreds of ordinary Shuras here.
But at this moment, their heads and arms were torn off, their broken bodies were scattered everywhere, and their blood filled with hatred and tyranny covered the black earth.
A little girl with bare shoulders and bare feet laughed.
"Although the plan was almost ruined by a mortal, it's still not bad overall."
The little girl is Wu Luo.
In other words, she is now the divine witch god Shao Siming.
"The time has come. Wake up, warriors of the Wu clan."
She sang an incomprehensible song and danced.
The bells on his arms and ankles swung but made no sound.
Combined with her posture, it looks weird no matter how you look at it.
Suddenly, a dry arm stretched out from the soil and grabbed a piece of Shura's remains.
The soil sank, and a dried corpse's head stretched out and bit the corpse in its hand.
This seemed to be a signal, and many mummies crawled out of the mud, grabbed the corpses of the Shura people, or those brutal ghosts, and began to feast on them.
…
On the Da Qi Straight Road, a voice of urging suddenly came from an ox cart.
"Oh no, the seal is broken! Quick, quick, quick! Hurry! Speed up!"
The scholar driving the car was stunned.
"But teacher, didn't you tell me to slow down before?"
"This is one time, that is another time!"
…
Wushan, an old Taoist priest sits on a rock.
He hummed a little tune and poured himself a drink.
"The clouds in Wushan are so beautiful~~(′▽`)ノ?"
Next to him, there was a corpse with a Taoist sword stuck in it.
The body was completely black, as if it had been burned, and its clothes were tattered, so one could barely make out the luxurious material of the clothes.
The fog in Wushan has become much thinner and is no longer as thick as before.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the fog.
"Hahaha, we really can't tell which god you, Daosheng, are reincarnated from, but no matter how powerful you are, we, the Wu Shen, won't interfere in the mortal world for ten years. What's the use of that? Shao Siming has already opened the Jianmen Pass, and the ghosts are about to cholera the mortal world, hahaha."
The old Taoist priest snorted.
"Old Taoist, I may not have made it clear before. I was talking about the ten years in the heavenly realm!"
"Heaven is Heaven... Huh?"
The old Taoist priest clapped his hands and laughed, drinking and singing.
"Hahaha, the clouds over Wushan are so beautiful~~ Jianmen Pass has disappeared~~, the witch gods are so anxious that they're jumping up and down~~(′▽`)ノ?"
…
Linzi Imperial Palace.
Just as the Emperor of Da Qi was about to get angry, the adjutant of the Imperial Observatory ran in again.
"Your Majesty!! Jianmen Pass has disappeared from the world!"
The ups and downs are so exciting.
Even though the old emperor had experienced a lot in his life, he was a little confused at this moment.
Then, he came to his senses.
Are you two kidding me?
The old emperor drew out the imperial sword behind him, which symbolized his status.
"Do you want to test whether my sword is sharp?"
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