"Emperor, are you just going to leave this rift outside the domain alone?"
Hei Wuchang took a look at the crack and respectfully asked Hua Wujue.
“Why should I care?”
Hua Wujue asked.
Hei Wuchang hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Emperor, the outside world is powerful, and the underworld has just been rebuilt. Maybe we should keep a low profile for a while."
Bai Wuchang nodded: "Our current sphere of influence is too weak. If the clans outside the domain attack, the underworld that we have just rebuilt will probably become ruins again."
Three people talking.
The deserted underworld is no longer the same as before.
Under the great power of Hua Wujue.
The fighting spirits that were annihilated in the underworld came back to life from the soil that was filled with the aura of the netherworld.
Everyone was surprised.
Everyone was filled with joy.
The ghost officials cheered and rejoiced.
They all knelt down to welcome their new emperor.
The ruined Fengdu City.
Repairing it takes only a blink of an eye.
The tall and majestic Fengdu City finally returned.
The senior ghost generals gradually returned.
But in the end his vitality was badly damaged.
굛殿関羅, the ghost king of the four directions.
None of them returned.
Under some mysterious force.
They have not been resurrected.
"Emperor, the Underworld's Great War Army is currently not fully staffed, and only one general survives. We need to make long-term plans, and recuperation is the most important thing right now."
Hei Wuchang sighed.
Only one of these warriors survived.
It's not that Hua Wujue doesn't have the ability to revive them.
It's because they have changed.
The reincarnation system of the underworld collapsed.
Some souls are still there after all.
"It's strange to say, our reincarnation system in the underworld has collapsed, so why are there still so many souls reincarnating?"
Bai Wuchang had this question in his mind, but he didn't ask it out loud.
actually.
Reincarnation is a good thing.
Otherwise, it would be much better to be like him, the Black Impermanence, living in the dark and dark Soul Sealing Array, where life is like death...
But the soul will never be reincarnated without reason.
Especially since the reincarnation system in the underworld has collapsed and the six grinding wheels are nowhere to be seen, how is it possible to reincarnate automatically?
unless…
"I know what you mean. The current combat capability of the Underworld has been severely damaged."
Hua Wujue still agreed, but then changed the subject:
"But your idea is problematic."
The Black and White Impermanence were stunned for a moment, then they quickly clasped their fists and bowed their heads: "Please, Emperor, reprimand me."
"You think about your own strength. You are currently weak, so you have to avoid the enemy's edge. This is not wrong in the conventional sense."
"But you are wrong to think that the other party will give you this time."
"The news of the return of the underworld has spread, and the strange things outside the domain will be put to rest."
"If you show weakness to your enemy, you will get a lot of attacks because you look weak and that's to be expected."
"If you show your strength to your enemies, they will be afraid of you, and will not dare to act rashly even if they suspect you are a strong foreigner."
“Peaceful development is not achieved by hiding, but by fighting with real swords and guns.”
Hua Wujue looked at them and said meaningfully.
The Black and White Impermanence looked sullen: "Yes!"
As expected...they really thought too one-sidedly.
Yes, the news cannot be blocked. Since the news will definitely spread, we must let the outside world see how powerful we are.
Otherwise, if you keep avoiding it, you will only get more desire.
Others will think.
The underworld may still have some treasures, and it is with these treasures or inheritance that humans can retake the underworld.
Then more powerful beings will come.
놋A lot of times.
One of your choices will lead to completely different situations.
"You must be worried about the safety of the underworld." Hua Wujue looked at the busy Fengdu City calmly. After the reconstruction, there were still many positions that needed to be upgraded and counted again.
"What you need to do is to get the underworld back into operation as quickly as possible." Hua Wujue said.
Black and White Impermanence thought about it and realized that this kind of thing was usually done by the judges, but they knew a lot about it. Since there was no one available at the moment, it would be most appropriate for him to do it himself.
"I obey your orders."
The two noisy guys, Black and White Impermanence, finally left.
During the process of rebuilding the underworld, Black and White Impermanence never stopped talking.
On the one hand, he was talking about that, on the other hand, he was talking about this.
It seems that he is talking a lot of nonsense, but in fact, Heibai Wuchang is still afraid that Hua Wujue will be familiar with the system of the underworld, and he just wants to help him get familiar with it as soon as possible.
Hua Wujue actually wanted to tell them that he himself was the King of Fengdu, but it was only in this era.
He told them this.
This is because the effects of history are changing.
When a butterfly flaps its wings, it sets off a chain reaction.
Not to mention that it was someone with his extraordinary cultivation who could go back to the past.
The long river of history will produce huge waves.
The most critical.
Hua Wujue had no intention of staying in the past forever.
He will have to leave here eventually.
But only after the underworld returned to normal.
So he can reveal his detailed information.
Otherwise, you will be missed by others in the future.
Before he grew up, he was just a little devil.
This method is feasible.
He is just a passer-by in time.
How can we leave our mark in our own era?
Everything will eventually be forgotten.
The underworld will eventually get back on track.
And after he did these things, how would history change?
No one knows.
I regretted it if I did it to him.
Hua Wujue sat down under a soul mulberry tree. Under the stimulation of magic power, the soul mulberries above his head fell down one by one and landed steadily in his palm.
A specialty of the underworld, soul mulberry fruit.
Send mouth.
녠It tastes sweet and refreshing.
Suddenly he thought of a certain guy who once ate this soul mulberry fruit under this tree.
"Oranges grown in the south of the Huai River are called oranges, while those grown in the north of the Huai River are called tangerines."
"These soul mulberries are really the best when they come from your place."
"Xiaohua, can you give me a little more?"
Someone's smiling face flashed.
He cared nothing about his image and tasted the food for his own amusement, just like an ordinary diner.
"Oranges grown in the south of the Huai River are called oranges, while those grown in the north of the Huai River are called tangerines."
"After that, where will you be born?"
Hua Wujue had no idea what to say, or rather, he had no answer to his question.
After silence.
He took out a bamboo flute from his pocket.
A circle of red silk is tied at the end, which looks like a swaying ribbon.
In this busy and joyful first city of the underworld, Fengdu 껣껗.
Hua Wujue leaned against the tall soul mulberry tree and slowly played a tune to express his homesickness.
The long melody crossed the sky of Fengdu.
This song is like some kind of magic.
Everyone seemed to be looking up at what he was doing and stopped what he was doing.
The more empathetic ghost, watching his wife and children separated, couldn't help but shed tears.
However, after a moment of sadness, there was a ruthlessness from the bottom of my heart, a ruthlessness that I must fight back!
After the song, Fengdu became busy again.
…
However, in a newly opened up mysterious space.
A figure was lying on a Hongmeng treasure tree, holding a fruit that was emitting precious flowers. Under him was a terrifying Hongmeng giant beast that was dying.
Just taking a bite.
But suddenly he stopped.
The figure frowned and said to himself, "Strange, why can a 놋 person play a 놖 flute?"
Behind him, there was an identical flute.