A pillar of Yin Qi rose from the first piece of dark land in the Netherworld Huangquan, where the Yin Qi in the central Yin Di was located soared into the sky. Among the Yin Qi, a man in black robe had his eyes slightly closed, floating up and down, and clusters of sparks hovered beside him.

In the endless void above the underworld, a huge yin land comparable to the Kunlun Fairyland was slowly falling towards the Jiuyou Huangquan along the attraction from the Yin Qi pillar, projecting its huge figure that covered the entire sky onto the Chang'an underworld.

"I didn't expect that we could incorporate Artemisia into the Netherworld so quickly!"

Wei Zheng, who had already transformed into a judge of the underworld, looked at the shadow that seemed to cover the sky and the sun, and his face was filled with an unconcealed excitement.

"It's really beyond my expectations... But didn't Master Qingwei say before that the matter of the Yin Earth in Haoli could not alarm the Taishan Mansion? Why is it now that it seems to be unscrupulous and actually makes the momentum so big?"

"This is the moment, that is the moment!"

Beidou Star Lord Pei Ju stood beside Wei Zheng with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely.

"The reason why the Lord had to act in seclusion before was because he was worried that after he rashly attacked the Lord of Taishan Mansion, he would lead the eyes of the Dongjun of the Immortal Capital of Yingzhou to this tender underworld, bringing some unpredictable dangers to this place. But now..."

Pei Ju smiled slightly.

"Yingzhou Tianmenzi actually gave the Lord a perfect reason to attack Taishan Mansion in the Immortal Capital Council. So even if the Lord attacks Taishan Mansion now, Dongjun would not think of the Lord's intentions, and naturally he would not set his eyes on the underworld."

"Too!"

Wei Zheng, who had heard from the Yufeng Mountain God that the Immortal City Council, touched his short beard with his hand and nodded with a smile.

"The misfortune is where good fortune depends, and the blessing is where bad fortune is where bad fortune is. The ancients really did not deceive me!"

"With the Lord taking action himself, there is no need to worry about the matter between Taishan Mansion Lord..."

Pei Ju looked up at the increasingly larger shadows in the sky and said with a serious look on her face.

"Now Xuancheng, what you have to do is to safely connect the yindi of Haoli into Jiuyou, combine it with the Yindi of Chang'an into one, and build a real underworld world. By the way, do you have enough people here now?"

"The blessings of the Jingzhao Yin and Yang realms were swept away by the Zhenren Qingwei. Now all the monks in the Jingzhao Mansion who needed to rely on the 'savage' ghosts to practice have been persuaded by Master Zhilang and have been entangled under the command of the prince."

Wei Zheng looked at the yin soil of the Weeds falling from the sky and said with a smile.

"In addition, the Fahua Sect sent two groups of monks to Chang'an during this period, plus those Turkic people who were transformed into death knights who were sent to the Netherworld by Luo Yi... My Netherworld is now full of talents and strong soldiers,"

"That's good!"

After hearing Wei Zheng's words, Pei Ju nodded slightly.

"This time the matter of entering the underworld in the Artemisia is the most concerned thing of the Lord, and no problems can arise."

"Don't worry, this has been arranged!"

Wei Zheng looked towards the direction of the Yin Qi Pillar with a confident smile on his face.

"I have already mobilized all the monks to cultivate and build a Vajra Realm mandala array that can accommodate the entire Yin Earth in Chang'an. Even if the sky falls, it can withstand it for a while. Besides, Your Highness has done a good job in pulling Yin Earth near Jingzhao into the underworld in recent times. I believe that if the position is pulled this time, there will be no problem!"

"Um!"

Pei Ju nodded slightly.

"Xuancheng, just be sure, I won't be raving!"

...

"Hahaha……"

Near the pillar of Yin Qi, an old monk with white bearded eyebrows looked up at the Yin Tu of Weili, which was getting closer and closer, with an unconcealed look of excitement on his face.

"Originally, the old monk thought it would take at least several years to quietly and unobtrusively introduce the Yin soil of Haoli into the Netherworld. However, he did not expect that Qingwei actually had a conflict with the God of Taishan, which saved us several years of hard work. His Highness Jiancheng is indeed worthy of being the Lord of the Netherworld chosen by the Buddha. He is really a blessing in all heaven!"

“…”

Hum Jiang Zhiwei and Ha Jiang Zhiyue looked at the old monk who was excited in front of him, and looked at each other silently, then raised their hands at the same time.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva! What the senior brother (uncle) said so much, and Jiancheng's noble is truly a blessing in all heaven!"

"When the Yin Land of Hayaoli also enters the Nine Nether Yellow Spring and connects with the Yin Land of Chang'an, the Netherland Land will almost take shape. At that time, we can start connecting the Yin Qi, dig the Three Path Rivers, build the eighteen levels of hell and the most important six paths of reincarnation plate."

At this time, the extremely excited old monk Zhilang did not realize that something was wrong with his two junior brothers, and was still full of expectations.

"We can ignore the things like Santu River, Hell, Hall of Yama Palace, etc., but the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate must be controlled by my Fahua Sect. The old monk has sent a letter back to Tiantai and asked the senior brother to enter the secret realm to report this matter to Master Zhihui. I believe that with his old man's wisdom, he can definitely make a suitable Reincarnation Plate Plate Plate. At that time..."

Speaking of the most exciting part, the old monk Zhilang's body was trembling.

"My Buddhist... No! My Fahua Sect can control the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation. Every disciple of the Fahua Sect can be reincarnated after death and continue to practice. If you fail to achieve two lives in one life, and if you fail to achieve ten lives in two lives, one day, my Buddhist Sect can truly prosper in the world, completely eliminate those immortal palaces, and bring the Buddha's kingdom to the earth!"

After hearing his words, Henry Jiang Jiwei and Ha Jiang Jiyue raised their hands expressionlessly at the same time.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

...

Just as the three monks of the Fahua Sect were imagining the future, in other places in the Yin soil, there were many monks with magic power fluctuations on their bodies looking excitedly at the shadows falling from the sky.

"This is the Yin soil of the Weaverite, the largest ghost nest in the Central Plains!"

A monk from Chengshi Sect looked at the sky with a fascination on his face.

"In order to cut off our path of cultivation, that thief Qingwei captured all the ghosts of Jingzhao, but he probably never dreamed that we would be blessed in disguise and could enter the artemisia to practice at any time..."

"This is all thanks to His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Another monk next to him said.

"To be honest, my greatest wish after practicing is to be able to enter here to practice... to save ghosts. I didn't expect that this wish will be realized now. Your Highness Jiancheng is really my Buddhist wise master!"

"Who said no!"

A monk from Abhidharma Sect nodded in agreement.

"I didn't expect that His Highness the Crown Prince had such magical power and courage. No wonder when Master Zhihui saw His Highness the Crown Prince, he asserted that he would achieve Anuttara Samyaksambodhi in the future, which was for the future Buddha."

"pity!"

Another monk from Chengshi Sect sighed beside him.

"I heard that your highness is disliked by the saints' orders that want to eliminate my Buddhism. Now the position of the prince is in danger and will be replaced by that guy Li Shimin at any time. Alas! He is so jealous of talent..."

"No! Someone must not let such a thing happen..."

A monk staring at the cloudy sky suddenly clenched his fist and said excitedly.

"The prince Jiancheng is the chief and has never lost his virtue. Why should the saint replace His Highness? If such a thing really happens, then I will help His Highness succeed to the throne even if I fight for this life!"

"Not bad! Not bad!"

After hearing his words, the other monks next to him also clamored.

"His Highness Visakhshar is the lord of the world. No one except His Highness is qualified to sit on the throne!"

...

Under the gaze of these monks in the Yin soil of Chang'an, under the careful guidance of Li Jiancheng in the Yin Qi pillar, he slowly fell towards the Jiuyou Huangquan.

Maybe because he has done a lot of things to pull the Yin Earth into the Huangquan during this period, Li Jiancheng, who is in the Yin Qi pillar, performed quite brilliantly when he started the traction work. He saw that the Yin Earth in the Artemisia was slowly moving bit by bit in the air under the traction of the Yin Qi pillar, and the direction he was aimed at was the Huangquan Land outside the Yin Earth in Chang'an.

If nothing unexpected happens, the yin soil of the Hayaoli should fall directly here under the guidance, and then connect it to the yin soil of Chang'an, thus truly forming a dark place with tens of thousands of miles of radius.

"It seems that Li Jiancheng did a good job this time!"

In the void outside the Yin Earth in Chang'an, Kong Qing, dressed in white, stood in the air carrying a small cat, smiling at the corner of his mouth, staring at the new land of his eyes.

"If he can keep this situation without losing his chain, for the sake of the third lady, it is not impossible to give him a position as the Five Ghost Emperor... Damn!"

Before Kong Qing could finish his words, the Yin soil of the Hayaoli, which had not yet turned to the position, suddenly trembled, and then it broke away from the traction of the Yin Qi pillar and smashed it crookedly towards the Yin soil of Chang'an.

"This waste! Can't even do such a small thing?"

At this time, the ghosts and living people in Chang'an Yintu saw that the Yintu of Haoli had escaped from the traction in advance and smashed it toward themselves, and they were shocked. Some people began to run desperately towards the reverse direction of the Yintu of Haoli, and some people squeezed towards the corners of the house, hoping that these strong-looking houses could block the disaster for them...

When the underworld judge Wei Zheng arrived, there were already wolves running and pigs running around everywhere, and they were in chaos.

"Don't be nervous, everyone!"

Wei Zheng stomped his feet and his figure appeared above the Yin soil of Chang'an.

"Your Highness had long anticipated this. All monks with magic powers are now looking for the nearest Vajra Mandala Pillar near you and instill their magic power in it. As long as we are united, we can survive this disaster!"

After hearing Wei Zheng's words, the "eminent monks" present seemed to have found their backbone, and quickly found the Vajra Realm mandala pillar closest to them according to Wei Zheng's instructions, and began to instill their magic power into them.

At the same time, in another place, a group of expressionless death knights were divided into two teams. Under the leadership of Zuo Youxian and Samurai Jeong, they began to instill their magic power into the two large magic circles next to the Yin Qi Pillar.

A few minutes later, a layer of green magic shield rose along the pillar of Yin Qi, covering the sky above the Yin soil of Chang'an, and then a layer of light golden shield rose.

The next moment, the fallen Yin soil of the Artemisia had already hit the shield, but was immediately blocked by the green and golden shields!

After seeing the shield work, the monks below were all ecstatic and almost shouted excitedly. But before they could shout, they heard a puff, and the green magic shield had been crushed by the fallen yin soil in the artemisia and exploded into a spot of light for the day.

"ah!"

The surprise that had not been expressed turned into fright. These monks never dared to neglect them anymore. They tried their best to input their magic power into the mandala pillars of the Vajra Realm, maintaining the golden shield in the sky.

Although the Vajra Realm Mandala Magic Formation is said to be extremely powerful and the Vajra is not broken, it is known after all. Although it has been more than the green shield after half a minute of persistence than the green shield, it has begun to be unable to hold on!

Bang!

After a loud bang, the Vajra Realm Mandala Magic Formation also followed the footsteps of the magic shield and shattered directly.

The monks present looked dumbfounded as the Yin soil of the Artemisia fell, thinking that this time, when they were doomed, they suddenly flashed tens of golden lotus in the golden light of the mandala magic circle in the Vajra Realm. Then the Yin soil of the Artemisia stopped instantly, and then slid down towards the side of the Yin soil of the Chang'an.

Boom!

After a loud noise beyond everyone's imagination, the Yin soil of the Weeds slipped from the Yin soil of Chang'an, smashing into the underworld, causing a huge wave.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

Old Monk Zhilang looked at the golden lotus flashing in the air and turned down with a frenzy look on his face.

"Your Highness Jiancheng is indeed the Lord of the Underworld selected by the Buddha. This must be the Buddha's appearance and came to support Your Highness Jiancheng..."
Chapter completed!