Nanshan, Yizhuang.

After the first snowfall in winter, the mountains are completely white.

In front of Yizhuang, two little girls stood in the open space with a strange shape. Their postures had some shadows of the Wuji Zhuang that Dai Daojin had practiced before, but they were slightly different.

The two younger ones are about two or three years old, and the other is about five or six years old.

After standing for two hours, the two little girls stood up straight. They didn't feel cold at all and had more energy and blood.

"Weixiong, Jiajia, come over for dinner." Seeing the two young men finishing their work, a middle-aged woman on the side came up.

The younger Jiajia nodded, "I understand, Mom."

Xu Weixiong was born in a family. Although she was young, she had a precocious mind. She smiled sweetly and said, "Aunt Wang, here we come." She has gradually become accustomed to the life here since she was sent here by Xu Xiao personally three months ago.

The two of them finished their meal and had some rest time.

Xu Weixiong secretly looked into a room not far away and whispered to Jiajia, "Teacher, he went to dig into the coffin again."

Helplessly, Xiao Jiajia glanced at her without saying a word, which made Xu Weixiong feel bored.

She has always been curious about what her teacher is doing when he gets into the coffin for two or three days at a time. But she doesn't dare to ask. She feels very brave, but every time she sees the teacher's calm eyes, she is always confused.

of timidity.

…

In the copper coffin, Dai Daojin absorbed the Yin energy of the undead in the coffin as usual.

Feeling the increasingly mellow horn veins, Dai Daojin was about to leave when suddenly his spirit moved and his figure flashed, arriving in front of the light ball transformed by Cao Changqing on the black ground.

The cocoon of light that was originally filled with bluish-purple glow seemed to have shrunk at this moment.

Dai Daojin felt a lively mental wave, hidden in the cocoon, as if it was about to break out of the cocoon at any time.

"Buzz..."

"boom"

The cocoon of light exploded, and a blue-purple figure floated in the air. The eyebrows and eyes were clearly visible, but they were vaguely transparent.

The man opened his eyes and looked down at his body. There was a purple-black light flashing in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, the black matter on the black ground was suspended and gathered together. The human form appeared to the naked eye, and it was no longer illusory.

But it has substance.

Not long after, a young man in a green and black gown stood tall, with a strange black rune mark between his eyebrows. Judging from his appearance, he looked like he was not Cao Changqing.

Then, the aura on Cao Changqing's body began to rise and grow stronger, and the black runes between his eyebrows flashed.

Dai Daojin frowned and stared at the person in front of him, feeling the strength of the other person. The most surprising thing was that the entire Jiaomai heavens seemed to be happy for this person's birth. The reason why the entire person's strength increased was because of the Jiaomai heavens.

for the sake of.

After a while, Cao Changqing's momentum finally stopped rising and he began to be restrained and calm.

Dai Daojin watched quietly and waited until he had completely finished his work before he stepped forward.

Cao Changqing looked around and saw a vast emptiness, and asked, "Where is this place?"

Dai Daojin smiled and said, "This is the underworld."

Cao Changqing was a little confused. He remembered that he had been defeated and died, but then he realized that something was wrong. How could the underworld be so empty? And his own strength was even stronger than when he was alive. Why?

He couldn't help but look at the mysterious man in front of him.

Dai Daojin spread his hands and chuckled, "As you can see, this underworld is newly opened and has not even been decorated. You are the first guest to stay. Since you have this opportunity, how about taking care of this place for me?"

?”

Cao Changqing shook his head categorically, "Dachu is facing a national crisis, how can I live here..."

Dai Daojin was speechless and said, "You are a ghost. Although you have a body, let alone whether you can survive in the Yang world. Even if you return to the Yang world, your strength will be greatly reduced, and it will be of no use if you go out. Besides, Li Yang's army will fight to the end."

It’s Phoenix City…”

Cao Changqing was suddenly stunned.

Dai Daojin ignored him, the spirit god returned and woke up in reality.

After leaving the coffin, Dai Daojin went back to the inner room, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and thought.

The anomalies in the Jiaomai Heavens and Cao Changqing's alternative life caught his attention. Does it mean that the undead can be extradited into it? How to extradite?

Wouldn't it be too much trouble if those people from the Yin and Yang Dao were required to carry the copper coffins all day long to gather the ghosts? The world is so vast. Since one of the copper coffins was broken last time, there are only five left. How can they collect all the deaths in the world?

of creatures?

It seems that we need to find a way to solve this problem.

Dai Daojin opened his eyes and got out of bed. He suddenly wanted to verify it, and suddenly a wisp of spirit sank into the Jiaomai Heaven.

Standing in the house, waiting silently.

After a while, the light in the room suddenly became dim, black light flickered, and Cao Changqing, dressed in black with a black mark on his forehead, appeared in front of Dai Daojin.

Dai Daojin looked overjoyed. If Cao Changqing could come out, then his idea of ​​achieving the 31st level of the heavens and conquering the heavens with hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers would have the minimum feasible conditions.

"how do you feel?"

Cao Changqing lowered his head and felt it, clenched his fists, frowned and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable, as if the world is rejecting me, but it's not a big problem. Although my strength is somewhat suppressed, it is also limited."

Dai Daojin nodded, thought about it, and asked some questions before letting him go back.

Cao Changqing was about to go back when he caught a glimpse of something in the corner. He suddenly pointed at the corner and said, "I don't happen to have any weapons, why don't you give me this?"

Dai Daojin turned around and was surprised to find that what Cao Changqing was referring to was the three copper coffins he had made from broken copper coffins. He was slightly surprised and asked, "How many of these things do you want?"

He stretched out his hand and took three copper sticks into his hands. One of them was as thick as his wrist and about half a meter long, and the other two were like a pair of chopsticks, both in dark yellow with white dots dotted on them, like lightning marks.

Cao Changqing did not answer, but asked, "Isn't this okay? Then forget it."

Dai Daojin waved his hand, "No, if you want it, I'll give it to you."

Cao Changqing took the three copper sticks and took a deep look at the black-robed man. His figure gradually faded and disappeared. Somehow, when he faced this man, he always felt an instinctive sense of obedience, which made him extremely

Not adaptable.

Dai Daojin watched Cao Changqing disappear with the three copper sticks, his eyes showed thought, and he rubbed his chin with his fingers.

…

In the blink of an eye, winter is over and spring has arrived.

I don’t know when, there was a new type of people walking around in the world, specializing in offering salvation to the dead. The composition of these people is extremely complex, most of them are monks on the way, and there are even people from the countryside who have learned half a bucket of water and just use it.

Make a living.

He is not a Taoist priest, but he does the work of a Taoist priest.

In a village, there was a family with white cloth hanging horizontally and plain clothes everywhere. It was someone who had passed away.

In the courtyard, in front of the mourning hall.

At night, the breeze blows.

The nine copper lanterns are placed in the nine palaces of the Eight Diagrams and are distributed among the nine states, which means that the sky is divided into nine heavens and the earth is divided into nine places, turning into nine hells. This is the Nine Nether Lantern Ceremony.

Afterwards, there is a table with incense burner talismans on it.

The pale light reflected the old man in green-brown robes, making him look a bit eerie. The old man pinched the middle of his middle finger with his left hand, and at the same time, he walked nine steps to the east, three steps to the south, seven steps to the west, and five steps to the north, all in four dimensions.

, the center is Ding Gang twelve steps.

Afterwards, he walked to the case, dipped his hands into the bowl of cinnabar, and wrote on the talisman: "General You Yi of the Nine Heavens, command the divine soldiers of You Yi to go to Zhang Tianluo", and shouted in his mouth, "Promote the heavenly gate, return to the land, and promote the ghost road."

, return to the door of human beings. Push thousands of miles into a thousand miles, push a thousand miles into a hundred miles, push a hundred miles into ten miles... Above you can see the blue sky, and below you can see the wind and spring, and you can receive it from all directions."

"go!"
Chapter completed!