Chapter 463: Five Great Yin Generals and 100,000 Yin Soldiers
Before the Immortal Jin Ting could say anything, King Tong Hui intervened, saying, "Why rush? We're here to watch a play, not to be ordered around by a little devil like you. If you have anything to say, wait until we're done watching the play."
King Linchuan had no choice but to respectfully bid farewell to King Tonghui.
Since Prince Linchuan appeared, the Holy Mother of Taijun and Qiong Niang have not said a word. Even when this prince greeted them, they just nodded and had no other response.
After King Tonghui sent King Linchuan away, the Grand Commandery Saint Mother was clearly unhappy. She said, "Just sit back and watch the show. This is what you do all day. It's not enough to recruit subordinates on a daily basis, and now you're going to the underworld. You're really promising."
Qiong Niang hugged the Virgin Mary and naturally spoke for the old lady.
King Tonghui said with an apologetic smile, "Traveling between Yin and Yang is just a small matter. Don't worry, mother. I will be careful."
The Holy Mother of Tai County sighed and said, "Forget it, you can consider your own affairs. I can't control you."
King Tonghui sat beside the Holy Mother of Taijun and said, "Mother, how can you say such things? I am doing this for the sake of our family's future. You are really sad to hear that."
The Holy Mother of Taijun was helpless. She grabbed his hand and patted it gently, her eyes fixed on the stage, without saying anything else.
The Immortal Jinting sat quietly, accompanying the family to watch the opera all day. The troupe was indeed quite talented, and the singing was good, so the whole day was not boring at all.
They also had lunch in the middle. Prince Linchuan wanted to hold a banquet to entertain them, but the Holy Mother of Taijun was unwilling to make such a fuss, so she only served some simple dishes, which was considered a meal.
Even though the Holy Mother of Taijun is already a sixth-rank cultivator, she still retains the habits of an ordinary person.
The table was full of delicacies, but the old lady only liked the honey cheese and ate two bowls. She had a preference for sweets.
The garden was full of ghosts and gods, with some arriving and some leaving, but the house was always full. Only after the last act was finished before nightfall, when the troupe once again offered sacrifices to the ghosts and gods, did the excitement gradually fade away.
The ghosts and gods that could not be seen by the naked eye left like the wind, leaving only the two tables of living people, namely King Linchuan and King Tonghui.
King Tonghui looked at Qiong Niang and said, "Send mother back. I have some things to do."
Qiong Niang said, "Come back soon."
King Tonghui nodded, and Qiong Niang helped the Holy Mother of Taijun onto the sedan chair carried by the God of Cang, and swayed back to Shangfang Mountain.
Prince Linchuan also asked his servant to take Madam Chen back. Madam Chen took his hand and said, "Be careful."
Prince Linchuan sent Madam Chen out of Qingyin Garden, asked for a carriage, and took the three of them to the Owl Pavilion. Black Dragon followed the carriage, feeling bored. He had been listening to operas all day and was in a daze. He wanted to leave but couldn't.
Now, after leaving the Prince of Wu's Palace and walking a few steps following the carriage, the Black Dragon felt annoyed. He rolled his eyes and disappeared into the crowd.
Inside the chariot, King Tonghui suddenly looked at the Immortal Jinting. The Immortal Jinting shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Arriving at the Owl Pavilion, King Linchuan took out a yellow flag and said, "Great Immortal, I am in charge of the Owl Pavilion. I have five great Yin generals under my command, commanding a hundred thousand Yin soldiers. They are currently training in the Netherworld and can assist you. This is the command flag. Hold this flag and descend into the Netherworld to summon the five great Yin generals to help."
Immortal Jin Ting raised an eyebrow and glanced at King Tonghui. King Tonghui had a blank expression on his face, obviously having known about this for a long time. He asked, "Since you have five great Yin generals and 100,000 Yin soldiers, why don't you send out the Netherworld Ghost Mist to retrieve the person you are looking for? Why do you need me to take action?"
King Linchuan smiled bitterly and said, "It's easy to enter the Netherworld's ghostly fog, but it's hard to exit. I've sent ghost soldiers in to search, but none of them have returned. It must be a cultivator from the Yang world who has descended to the mortal realm. By using the rules of the Yin and Yang separation, even if we can't find them, they can wake up at any time and avoid being trapped."
The Immortal Jin Ting unfolded the yellow flag, then gently rolled it up again, and said, "Who exactly do you want to save?"
King Linchuan sighed and said, "He is the ghost king who originally lived in the mountains of the underworld. His name is Juliubu."
"While my five Yin Generals possess some abilities, they can't command the entire army. The Ghost King must take over before we can fight in the mortal realm. We should have led that man out long ago, but we were outnumbered. It was only through the Five-Way King's willingness to help and the yin-yang passageway that we were able to dispatch Yin soldiers to search for him. However, the Ghost King had already been surrounded by the underworld and had fled into the ghost fog to survive, which necessitated all my efforts."
The Immortal Jin Ting asked, "Is the person you want to save an enemy of the underworld?"
King Linchuan smiled and said, "The underworld has already wiped out the ghost tribe and forced the Ghost King into the ghost fog. They will no longer be watching us. Don't worry, Great Immortal. You won't run into the underworld. After rescuing this man, Great Immortal, send a message to the five great underworld generals, and then you don't have to worry about him anymore."
It is easy to break into the underworld, but it is very difficult to bring the dead souls to the human world. The dead can only go through the Yin and Yang channel. Unless one has the ability to open up the Yin and Yang worlds with supreme magic power, there is no way to bypass this level.
There are numerous yin and yang passages in the underworld, all of which share a common name: the Ghost Gate. However, all of these gates are controlled by the underworld, overseen by the Yama Lords of various ghost towns.
Even if the Immortal Jin Ting found the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe, he couldn't bring him back. If he wanted to get out safely, he had to find another Yin-Yang passage. Unfortunately, the Five-Directional God had mastered a Yin-Yang passage.
The Immortal Jin Ting looked at King Tong Hui and asked, "Even the Ghost King would get lost in the Netherworld's ghost fog, so how can you be sure that I will be able to wake up safely after entering it?"
King Tonghui said, "My fifth brother has cultivated divine fire. We only need to invite a strand of it to make a magic lamp. It will illuminate the netherworld, and even the ghost fog cannot block it. It can prevent you from getting lost."
The Immortal Jin Ting looked at King Linchuan and said, "Wouldn't it be better to ask King Wutong to take action directly?"
King Linchuan looked at King Tonghui. This was the thing he had asked King Tonghui for during the day, but King Tonghui refused.
King Tonghui explained, "It's not that I want to refuse, but my fifth brother has a very bad temper. Unless there is no other choice, it is better not to let him take action. Otherwise, the chaos in the underworld will be really difficult to deal with."
Jin Ting Daxian pondered for a moment and said, "I can give it a try."
King Linchuan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Immortal."
Jin Ting Daxian stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "No need to rush to thank me. You have 100,000 Yin soldiers and five great Yin generals under your command. I need to borrow them to practice."
Prince Linchuan was stunned, and revealed an embarrassment. He said, "These 100,000 ghost soldiers are of great importance and cannot be lost."
The Immortal Jin Ting said, "No harm will come to them. I just need them to help me refine a magical weapon."
Prince Linchuan paced back and forth, as if he had made a great decision, and said, "It's a deal."
The Great Immortal Jin Ting smiled.
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