The first thousand and sixty-two chapters ghosts linger
Life in the underworld is as peaceful as a pool of stagnant water. Generally speaking, there are not many people in the world who can be called extremely evil, so only every once in a while a fierce spirit comes to visit the evil mirror platform.
Those Yaksha ghosts who have been working here all year round used to feel like they were fighting a tough battle whenever a powerful soul was sent to them. However, the arrival of Liu Qinghuan made this job easier. No matter how powerful the evil soul was, it seemed that they were all under his command.
Became a tiger and wolf without teeth and claws.
Therefore, his position as the clerk of the Nie Mirror Platform was quite free, so Liu Qinghuan devoted some of his energy to refining the Xuxu Sword. After two years of continuous burning with the fire of the divine soul, the arrogant sword spirit was finally
After losing his temper, the word "Mie Xu" appeared on the sword. The trace of blood that it originally carried completely faded away and became more transparent. It could not be locked by the spiritual consciousness and it was difficult to see it with the naked eye.
"I don't know where Mr. Yi found it. It's an innate treasure with compelling spirituality. The tangible is better than the intangible."
Liu Qinghuan's eyes were filled with admiration, and his hands were cold to the bone, but they seemed to be holding the void. The sword energy formed a dense mist and fell down, fiercely cutting the surrounding space, and small space cracks spread like spider silk.
"No wonder the human body is used as a box, and the sword is so sharp before it is activated. The name of the sword, Muxu, is worthy of its name."
Liu Qinghuan was quite satisfied. Since he didn't have a sword in his hand, the "Eight-Character Sword Art" in his hand had never been able to exert much power. Maybe he could practice the last two characters.
The evil mirror platform has a free time to do errands, and suppressing evil spirits is just a matter of convenience. What is even more rare is that he can face the evil mirror every day, observe the various aspects of life, and appreciate the changes in the world, which is quite helpful for his cultivation of cause and effect.
Besides practicing Taoism, it is also good to practice swordsmanship. Liu Qinghuan carried his sword and entered the left room, which was the room with an empty coffin. He pushed open the coffin lid and saw two black rays of light shooting out of his eyes from the ghost head card on his waist.
Wherever I glanced, I saw the bottom of the coffin slowly opening, revealing a deep hole.
Although the above-ground part of this small courtyard is extremely small and crude, it has a huge underground space, which is enough for him to practice the Eight-Character Sword Technique.
Time is like running water, passing quietly while comprehending the way of reincarnation and practicing swordsmanship, as if one year has passed in the blink of an eye, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye. Liu Qinghuan sometimes suddenly remembers that he is still in the Taoist tribulation, but the opportunity to break the tribulation seems to be
I haven't found it for a long time, so I gradually stopped caring about it.
During this period, he also went to see the judge, hoping to unravel the connection between the Cause and Effect Stele and the Book of Life and Death. However, the gentleman was very busy. Even if he saw it, the other party said "the time has not come yet" and dismissed him.
Dismiss.
As for the King of Hell, he once passed by the Yama Hall and saw a huge figure sitting high in the depths of the hall. His whole body was shrouded in an invisible black mist. He felt frightened just by looking at it, and a terrible pressure came invisibly.
, as if life and death depend only on the other person’s thoughts.
Liu Qinghuan was so horrified that she didn't dare to look any further and walked away quickly. She only felt her heart beating wildly after walking a long way.
The Yaksha ghosts who were guarding under the evil mirror saw that his expression was wrong, and asked him what was wrong with concern. When they learned that he was frightened by the majesty of the King of Hell, they were all very puzzled.
"What are you talking about, Brother Liu? Although the king is serious and majestic when he goes to the palace, he is usually very kind. How can he be scary?"
Liu Qinghuan waved his hand and said: "That's because your cultivation level is too low and you can't see the true form of the Dharma. That's all. If you don't talk about this, will there be souls sent to you today?"
One of the yakshas took out a paper man and made some chirping questions, and replied: "There is one at 3:30 noon. I heard that the man will be beheaded in the world. Lao Fan and Lao Chang are already waiting outside the execution ground.
When the time comes, he will be taken back immediately."
Liu Qinghuan stopped walking towards the stage and asked in surprise: "Why did you send them two?"
Fan and Chang are considered the two most powerful ghosts, and they usually don't care about going to the human world to capture souls.
The Yasha showed his fangs and said with a hoho smile: "Maybe those dead souls are difficult to deal with, but we made a bet. In fact, they want to drink flower wine in the human world."
The other yakshas agreed and said that the two men were not kind and always secretly left everyone behind to drink flower wine together.
Liu Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, not believing these words. Not to mention Fan Gui Cha, the Gui Cha named Chang was strict and unsociable, and he was meticulous in his errands. How could he drink flower wine?
"Don't believe it, Lao Fan said this himself, and he shows off to us every time he comes back."
Liu Qinghuan couldn't understand, but he didn't pursue it any further. He was not interested in other people's actions. He sat down on the side of the evil mirror and silently calmed down his heart palpitations after meeting the King of Hell for the first time.
Shortly after three quarters to noon, Fan and Chang really dragged a dead soul with heavy chains. Before the person arrived, they shouted: "Brother Liu, is Brother Liu here? Come quickly!"
Liu Qinghuan stood up and looked outside, and saw that the black and white ghosts had their hats crooked and their clothes were torn. They seemed to have been in a big fight not long ago.
As for the dead soul that was trapped, it looked muddled because it had been given Meng Po soup, but blood was pouring out all over its body, leaving bloody footprints every step of the way. There were neat wounds around its neck, but not much blood flowed out.
Liu Qinghuan asked: "Why is this death scene so shocking? Isn't it beheading to show the public?"
"Let Chi beheaded first and then beheaded." Fan Guichai shouted: "Don't worry about the details. Guijun ordered us to catch him. It's amazing! He was so violent just after he died that he almost didn't escape.
!Hurry, hurry, leave it to you, take it down and send it down as soon as possible."
"Did Mr. Gui specially ask you two to capture it?" Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be surprised. He looked at the dead soul again. Apart from the tragic death, he didn't see anything special. However, he was secretly vigilant and took out the tablet of cause and effect, holding the Qianqiu Reincarnation in his hand.
The pen is waiting.
The two people quickly arrived, and the yakshas did not dare to neglect. They rushed forward to pick up the dead soul and escorted it to the stage. A yellow light fell, and images began to appear in the evil mirror.
He was cruel by nature and committed many evil deeds. He could indeed be called a great evil person in his life, but no one who can stand on the stage of evil is not a great evil person, and he did not show any new evil tricks.
Liu Qinghuan looked at it for a while, then turned his gaze to the cause and effect monument beside him, and then frowned.
In the past, the stele of cause and effect, which always displayed the dead soul's past experiences in several previous lives, was silent at this time and not a single word was displayed.
"What's going on? This person has no previous life?"
Liu Qinghuan was surprised when he felt a growing coldness permeating the entire Evil Mirror Stage. The dead soul, whose limbs were pinned to the ground, turned his head at some point and regained his consciousness. At this time, he was smiling fiercely.
Stare at him!
"Hey, there's no trouble?" Fan Guicha, who followed with the intention of helping, said strangely: "It's rare to have such an obedient evil spirit. If everyone was like him, how much trouble would we save...
Ah, Brother Liu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at those increasingly familiar eyes and smiled bitterly: "It's so haunting that it won't let me go even after reincarnation... Yujiu!"