As Su Xing said, this is indeed a magical secret realm.

The mysterious passage built from incense can clearly see the world outside the incense passage through the wisps of smoke.

It was a world that looked like a deep universe, dark and dull, silent and lifeless, and existed between the underworld and the world.

What’s amazing is that in the cracks between the underworld and the world, Su Xing saw countless scattered scenes similar to the incense passage.

In the dull and dull world, wisps of incense rise, large or small, forming strange channels, like mazes with messy lines.

In those incense channels, not all the situations like Su Xing and Duanmu Qing, are soul-catching messengers returning from the "stronghold" to the underworld or ghost messengers in the underworld, but are mostly "hidden things" that are sent to the underworld by paper money.

"Those stupid people burn paper money to circulate in the underworld, but they still enjoy burning these things to the underworld." A ghost messenger carrying a matte lantern and covered in black smoke mocked.

"Although these paper money cannot be circulated in the ghost country, it carries the condolences of the dead, and at least it gives them a comfort."

Su Xing looked moved and asked again, "By the way, why did you use this paper money?"

"This..." the ghost messenger hesitated.

"But it's okay."

"The paper money is all used to paste window paper..." The ghost stammered.

"What?!" Su Xing glared at his eyes and was completely stunned. He didn't expect that it would be the result.

"If the people who burn paper sacrifice know, I don't know what their expressions would be. I decided to just rot this secret in my stomach." Su Xing muttered, and looked at the cracks between the world and the underworld again.

"It's really amazing. It turns out that the power of incense is so mysterious that it can actually create a channel connecting the two realms." Su Xing said to himself.

"The power of incense is also a kind of 'thought'. Buddhism calls it the power of wishes. There are many kinds of thoughts. They are divided into strengths and weaknesses. The longing of these people who mourn the deceased and incense are built into a channel, and burned paper money and other things are sent to the underworld." At this time, Duanmu Qing said.

"Nian? You know so well!" Su Xing was surprised and looked at Duanmu Qing in shock.

"Of course, those half-loving soul-catching messengers like you, I have encountered such an emergency and then returned to the underworld through here, not once or twice." Duanmu cleared Su Xing and continued.

"But there are many passages built because of the complexity of mortals' thoughts. Look at the passages over there, some are simply entangled together. Some are broken before they reach the underworld. There are very few sacrifices burned in the world to reach the underworld.

And the channel is built like a weak mind. If you throw it in, the channel will collapse immediately. It can only bear things like paper money."

"So that's it... it turns out that you can use this method to reach the three realms." Su Xing suddenly realized that he is familiar with various methods now. The three realms across the domain are not only able to pass through the gates of hell, or walk the road to heaven, and build an incense channel with powerful and pure thoughts.

Duanmu Qing saw Su Xing's sudden appearance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He added:

"In our current thoughts, we can only build a channel for the three gods to pass through, which is the so-called Shenyou Taixu.

But after reaching the realm of the Ghost Commander, you can break the void and directly let the deity descend in another world.

And there are many ways to cross the three realms, but there are always changes in the same sect. As long as it conforms to the rules of the three realms, it is enough."

"Yeah!" Su Xing nodded and realized something.

With my current thoughts, I can build a channel in the cracks. Can it support the body and travel between the two realms? If so, it will be much more convenient.

Su Xing's eyes flashed, thinking about the possibility.

"What if the passage collapses and the whole person is lost in the gap between the two realms?" Su Xing asked.

"What should you do? You will wander among these two realms, either crushed into powder by a space storm, or be devoured by a strange and powerful creature living in the cracks!"

Duanmu Qing glanced at Su Xing and warned in a low voice, "I know you are powerful, but don't take risks. If you really get lost in the gap between the two worlds, no matter how strong you are, you will die. There is only a slight chance of survival."

"Don't worry, I don't want to die before I marry you." Su Xing said with a smile.

"What?" Duanmu Qing glared with bright eyes, pinched Su Xing's waist with one hand, and said angrily, "You mean to let me stay a widow, right?!"

"Oh, it hurts so much. Auntie, how dare I? I will cherish this life even more after marrying you." Su Xing shouted strangely, and his pretending appearance immediately made Duanmu Qing laugh.

"Just know!" Duanmu Qing smiled and stopped with satisfaction.

At this time, the two ghosts in front couldn't help but speed up their pace. I don't know if they were really afraid of something unexpected, or if they didn't want to see Su Xing and Duanmu's beautiful and loving love.

The underworld, the ghost capital, Fengdu, and the city god temple.

A gray incense aura condensed above a cauldron with strong incense, and a mysterious passage was vaguely built and connected to the depths of the chaos.

After a while, two ghost friends carrying lanterns and black smoke wrapped around them came out first, and Su Xing and Duanmu Qing followed closely behind.

"Two adults and villains are here, and we will go to work together next." The two ghost messengers landed lightly and bowed to Su Xing and Duanmu Qing and said.

"Go, I'll have something to do," Su Xing waved his hand and said.

The next moment, the two ghost officers immediately turned into two wisps of black smoke and disappeared with a soothing sound.

"What do you have to do?" Duanmu Qing returned to the underworld, breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked.

"Of course, it is to solve the task of the Golden-faced Unicorn Ghost King. What's more important is the soul of the White Rhino. He is always a time bomb on his body. I don't know when the silver-level soul-locking chain can be locked. It's better to throw this hot potato to the Golden-level soul-catching messenger as soon as possible." Su Xing said.

After one stick of incense, the Prison Division caused a sensation. The news that two black-level soul-grabbing messengers killed the golden-faced monohorned ghost king and even hooked back the demon master's soul was like a bombshell, landing in the Prison Division, alarming all the upper levels.

The headquarters of the Prison Department sent two golden-level soul-catching messengers to deal with the soul of this demon master, which shows how much the minister of the Prison Department valued this matter.

Prison Department, Golden Level Conference Room.

"Are you awake?" asked a golden-level soul-attractor with a golden mask on his face and covered in a robe.

"That's right!" Su Xing nodded and looked at the two golden-level soul-catching messengers who had no breath. They gave Su Xing an extremely dangerous feeling, as if facing two sleeping ancient beasts.

"You girl, let's see how your father teaches you a lesson when you go back!" Another golden-level soul-catching messenger blamed Duanmu Qing like an elder.

"You're doing a good job." The golden-level soul-catching messenger in the golden mask looked at Duanmu Qing, and then said to Su Xing, "Release the soul of the White Rhino Venerable. I want to hand him over to the King of Hell for disposal, and then you can also be promoted to the silver-level soul-catching messenger with a large amount of contribution points!"

"But, this... is released like this?" Su Xing was stunned, looking at the simple conference room, hesitating.

"Don't worry, no need to worry. I'd say that he is dead now and is under the jurisdiction of the King of Hell. Even in front of me and another adult, he can't make any big waves!" The soul-catching messenger in the golden mask snorted coldly and said calmly.

"I'll be relieved if this way." Su Xing nodded, no longer worried, lowered his head, and a silver chain wrapped in rice dumplings shook out from his sleeves.

"receive!"

Su Xing shouted lightly, his palm trembled, and the entangled soul-locking chains retreated like a tide, and then shrank like awakened sleeves in the flash.

The soul of the Baixi Master looked at the unfamiliar environment around him and was slightly stunned. When he saw that he woke up, he was immediately furious.

"Little boy! Let me die!" The White Rhino shouted loudly and grabbed Su Xing with a big hand.

"Su Xing!" Duanmu Qing exclaimed, his face pale. However, Su Xing was very calm and stood still, his palm had already accumulated energy in secret.

"Evil ghost, how dare you act violently in the underworld?!"

In an instant, the soul-catching messenger in the golden mask said angrily, and his palm suddenly grabbed forward, which made the White Rhino retreat.

"What is my deity's cultivation?" Venerable Bai Xi was stunned, looking at his hands, looking surprised and confused. (To be continued...)
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