After bidding farewell to Meng Po, Jiang Muyao continued along the Yellow Springs Road. After a while, she arrived at the magnificent black palace.
The steps in front of the temple were filled with dead souls kneeling in various shapes, waiting for judgment.
The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons stand on both sides, holding steel forks.
He was tall and strong, with a ferocious face and an aura of ferocity, maintaining order in front of the palace gate.
On both sides of the temple gate, a couplet hangs:
All the good and evil deeds in the three worlds of the living are up to you, and the underworld has never let anyone off from ancient times to the present.
The font is like blood writing, revealing a breathtaking majesty, proclaiming the fairness and ruthlessness of the underworld's judgment.
Jiang Muyao's boots just stepped on the first step.
In an instant, a sound like a huge bell resounded throughout the Yama Palace.
"Girl Jiang, come right in!"
Upon hearing the sound, the ghost officials reflexively knelt down on the ground in unison.
The Black and White Impermanence also quickly knelt on one knee with a respectful look.
The ghosts who were already trembling with fear now collapsed to the ground in fear.
Jiang Muyao looked calm as she walked steadily up the stairs and entered the hall.
Anyway, she had no intention from the beginning to be like those ghosts, kneeling obediently in front of the temple and waiting to be summoned by Yama.
Moreover, she had a vague feeling in her heart that this underworld seemed to have a connection with her.
The calm black water under the Naihe Bridge and countless pairs of ghost hands attacked her madly.
However, when he was about to touch her, he suddenly pulled back.
She had already grasped the talisman paper in her hand, ready to fight back at any time.
There is also Yama's attitude towards her, summoning her when the Black and White Impermanence drove her away.
It was definitely not ordinary to let her enter the palace so directly.
She is not so arrogant as to think that she has such a great reputation that even Yama Luo would be polite to her.
After all, everything in the world is for profit, so she must have something that can help Yan Luo.
Or maybe, Yan Luo wants to make some deal with her?
Jiang Muyao secretly calmed her mind and walked into the hall with steady steps.
The light in the hall was dim, and green ghost lights flickered in the bronze platforms on both sides.
Behind the judge's table ten feet high, Yama Luo was wearing a black dragon robe, looking majestic and solemn.
Twelve strings of jade beads hung from the crown on her head, and the beads collided with each other, making it impossible for Jiang Muyao to see her face clearly.
"The Jiang family's bloodline is truly extraordinary. Your ancestors were also incredibly talented and brilliant back then."
Jiang Muyao was shocked and surprised.
Jiang family bloodline? Which Jiang family? The family of this body's original owner, or the Jiang family he belonged to before crossing over?
But her face remained expressionless, and she asked calmly:
"Yan Jun knows my ancestors?"
Yan Luo suddenly laughed, and his laughter broke the depressing atmosphere in the hall.
He slowly raised his hand and opened the crown, revealing a handsome face in front of Jiang Muyao.
His sword-like eyebrows reached his temples, his phoenix eyes were full of majesty, inadvertently revealing the majesty of a superior, and there was a playful smile on his lips.
"More than just knowing each other."
As he spoke, he stood up, and the pattern of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons on his dragon robe moved with his movements.
Yan Luo walked towards Jiang Muyao slowly with steady steps, his eyes always on her.
Memories flashed through his eyes. Through Jiang Muyao, he saw another figure, a person who was connected to him and Jiang Muyao...
Jiang Muyao stood where she was, letting Yan Luo's gaze wander over her body.
She could feel that the other person was not looking at her, but was looking through her for the shadow of an old friend.
When Yan Luo stood in front of Jiang Muyao, he stretched out his hand without warning.
The fingertips moved towards Jiang Muyao's eyebrows, and just when the fingertips were about to touch her eyebrows, they were bounced away by a golden light.
Yan Luo's hand was bounced away by the golden light, but he did not show any anger. Instead, he chuckled.
He gently flicked his black dragon sleeves, as if his previous action was just a joke.
Then he turned around and returned to the high seat in the hall.
His voice echoed deeply in the dark hall of the underworld:
"You are much more cautious than your ancestors were."
The golden light between Jiang Muyao's eyebrows had not yet dissipated, so she naturally could not underestimate the enemy.
Being in the Yama Palace, facing the mysterious identity and unpredictable strength of Yama, although we still don't know whether he is a friend or an enemy.
But a little protection is always a good thing.
At that moment, she instinctively activated the defensive golden light that had been in her body.
Hearing Yan Luo's next words, Jiang Muyao's heart trembled, but she quickly calmed down.
Yan Luo's words pointed out the fact that she had traveled through time. Since the other party could see through it at a glance, then naturally the ancestor she just mentioned could not be the ancestor of the original owner of this world.
However, Jiang Muyao had already prepared herself mentally. As the mighty Yama, he controlled the countless ghosts in the underworld and had insight into matters of yin and yang.
How could he not see that she was not originally from this world?
She raised her head slightly, met Yan Luo's gaze calmly, and waited for his next words.
Yan Luo looked at Jiang Muyao's performance and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, she is indeed worthy of being his descendant... and she is so talented.
In the gloomy atmosphere of this underworld, he did not show the slightest fear.
"When Jiang Shang entered the underworld with the List of Conferred Gods, he wasn't as prepared as you are."
Jiang Shang?
When Jiang Muyao heard the name, her pupils suddenly shrank. Her ancestor was actually the famous Jiang Ziya in the Battle of the Gods?
She had certainly heard the story of Investiture of the Gods, but she had never thought about it.
Those myths are actually true.
Yan Luo raised his hand slightly, and a wisp of dark blue netherworld fire condensed from his slender fingertips. As the netherworld fire danced, blurry pictures emerged in the firelight.
On the Conferred God Platform, a white-haired Taoist priest stood majestically holding a divine whip, causing the sky and earth to change color.
Deep in the underworld, the Ten Kings of Hell bowed their heads and listened to the order.
The picture shattered, Yan Luo withdrew his hand, with complicated emotions in his eyes.
"If your ancestors hadn't held the List of Conferred Gods and restored order to the underworld, the underworld would probably still be a place where wandering ghosts and spirits are rampant."
There was a hint of respect in Yan Luo's voice: "This position of the god was bestowed upon me by your ancestors."
A black light flew out from Yan Luo's sleeve.
"This is what he left in the underworld."
The black light turned into a bronze token and fell into Jiang Muyao's palm. The token was engraved with "Grandpa is here".
After getting the token, she felt the spiritual power in her body suddenly boiling.
Jiang Muyao looked up suddenly and met Yan Luo's deep gaze.
"It seems the token has recognized its owner."
Yan Luo looked at her with a half-smile: "Jiang girl, do you think your travel here was really an accident?"
"Your ancestors have shown me great kindness. Some things are still unclear. Consider this token my token of gratitude. You can use it to contact me at any time."
Before he could finish his words, Yan Luo's expression changed slightly.
He spoke quickly, his tone urgent: "Go back first, and don't come down again in the short term."
After saying this, he quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something.
A powerful force instantly enveloped Jiang Muyao, and before she could react, it sent her back to the mortal world.
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