"You..." He suddenly froze, then turned and ran, "Lord White Impermanence! Lord White Impermanence!!"
Master Xuan Kong flew down and said, “Disciple, you’ve arrived so early. I was still doing square dancing.”
"Oh? Young Master Fu, you brought him here!"
Lin Xi nodded, "Let's get down to business and stop talking nonsense."
“No problem.” Master Xuankong walked forward with his hands behind his back. “We’re going to Hell. Qingwu is there.”
Lin Xi had no objection.
Fu Jingyao followed.
Hell is where vengeful ghosts are imprisoned, each carrying at least a thousand lives on their backs, and their yin energy is extremely heavy.
Master Xuankong wondered, "In the past, every time they came, there were wailing ghosts, but today it's unusually quiet, and the fierce ghosts don't dare to make a sound."
Lin Xi complained, "Because you're too weak."
The vengeful ghost bullied the weak and feared the strong; sensing the powerful aura, it naturally dared not show its face.
Master Xuankong exclaimed, "This only happens when the Great Emperor of Fengdu appears. My disciple is truly amazing; you are the second one."
An iron gate stood in front, shrouded in a chilling aura.
Master Xuankong smiled and said, "My disciple, there's a surprise for you."
Lin Xi urged, "Stop keeping me in suspense, open the door."
As soon as the door opened, a bunch of ghosts rushed out: Black Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Judge of the Underworld...
A large screen hung above, displaying the faces of all the disciples of Yuanqing Temple, with Master Jingyuan standing at the very front.
"Young Master, it's been a long time."
Lin Xi grabbed Xuan Kong Daoist's ear with her hand, "Master, is this how you keep it a secret?!"
Master Xuankong spread his hands, "This was an accident, I will definitely keep it a secret for you."
But it couldn't be saved.
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