Zhu Jiujie was struck by the ringing of the soul-calling bell, and his soul left his position. He saw it scattered in the air, his limbs were weak, and he fell into the dark clouds.
Suddenly, when Zhu Jiujie was on his head, the golden needle on his chest hung on the top of his head. Zhu Jiujie immediately lit up the altar, stretched out his hand to grab the iron rope, turned over and jumped up, grabbed the soul-seeking bell twice, and grabbed the soul-seeking bell in his hand.
, and was thrown far away. The man in white changed his face in fear, jumped into the clouds, and ran away.
Zhu Bujie quickened his pace and ran forward.
In the blink of an eye, the bridge is already in front of you.
Zhu Bujie jumped up and landed on the flat ground, but he couldn't help being shocked. It turned out that the footing was on a cliff.
I saw a stone tablet standing in front of the cliff, with three seal characters written on it: Cliff of Death.
Zhu Jiujie was in a daze when he suddenly saw a man in white appearing under the cliff, holding a soul-calling flag in his hand and muttering: "All living beings have their own souls. Follow my flag, and there will be no suffering from now on..."
Zhu Jiujie was affected by the voice of the man in white and couldn't help but think: Although he was reborn, for a short period of time, he was quite marginalized. Although the tomb was cold and lonely, he was free. I might as well follow this man in white and live a troubled life from now on.
Worry. Thinking of this, Zhu Jiujie couldn't help but put his foot in the air and sank under the cliff. However, he felt that there seemed to be a white linen cloth behind the man in white, which was thrown over and wrapped around his hand.
Zhu Jiujie's body was swaying in the air, like a cloud.
In the blink of an eye, the two people came to the bottom of the cliff one after another. They heard the man in white say: "There is life on the left and death on the right. What is the joy of life and what is the fear of death? Three souls leave the body and seven souls leave the body. Listen.
I command to go to the Netherworld..."
Zhu Jiujie's heart suddenly felt empty, but he felt that his body was like a paper shell, and three souls and seven souls were scattered outward from the Baihui point on the top of his head.
The man in white's eyes lit up, and he continued to shake the soul-calling flag in his hand: "Come, come, go, end this life, go to my netherworld..."
"Oh."
Zhu Jiujie suddenly thought of someone, it was Chang Yue.
No, I can't leave Chang Yue alone.
Thinking of this, Zhu Jiujie suddenly raised his hands in a hug, gathering the souls and slowly taking them back into his body.
The man in white was stunned: "Boy, since you have arrived in the underworld and your death has come, why haven't you handed over your soul?"
Zhu Jiujie smiled slightly: "You old ghost who summons souls, I almost fell into your temptation, but my earthly destiny is not over, how can I fulfill your wish?"
When the man in white saw that Zhu Jiujie was suddenly conscious, he quickly shook the soul-calling flag in his hand from side to side. Zhu Jiujie reached out to grab the soul-calling flag, snatched it and tore it into pieces. The man in white was so frightened that his face changed greatly and turned into a wisp of smoke.
Zhu Jiujie looked around and saw that he was in a valley. There was a stone tablet at the entrance with the words "Desperation Valley" written on it.
Zhu Jiujie took a deep breath and strode in.
Not far into the valley, four plumes of smoke suddenly appeared in front of us, and two ghosts, one fat and one thin, appeared in the smoke. The two ghosts were both in their fifties, with a pair of fat and small eyes, a big mouth, and a round belly.
She has short legs. Shou Er is just the opposite, with a bamboo pole figure, big eyes, and long limbs.
The fat ghost shouted: "Boy, this is the valley of death, stay alive."
Zhu Jiujie filled up his inner strength with both arms: "Listen, I want to see King Yama. If you don't want to be beaten, get away quickly."
The thin ghost exclaimed: "Boy, is your soul still with you?"
"That's right, the little ghosts on Suohun Bridge and Death Cliff can't do anything to me."
The thin ghost looked at the fat ghost and said, "Fat guy, I think it's better to let him go."
Fatty said: "Shouer, can you be braver? You are a ghost and he is a human. When did ghosts become afraid of humans?"
"But... this man doesn't seem to be afraid of ghosts. Both the soul-seeking messenger and the soul-calling messenger have been defeated by him. We..."
"We are the messengers who pursue death. The tasks that the messengers seeking souls and summoners cannot complete fall on us."
Zhu Jiujie said calmly: "You call me fat devil, you are not afraid of death, why do you want to risk the life of Slender Er?"
"What a mess, we've already died, what's there to be afraid of?"
Zhu Jiujie thought: Yes, these ghosts have died once. It seems that death cannot scare them. What should we do? Seeing that the ghost named Shou Er has been uneasy, Zhu Jiujie said: "I know you
What are you afraid of?"
Shou Er was shocked and said to Fat Da: "Pang Da, no matter what, he must know the soul-destroying technique?"
"Nonsense, the soul-destroying technique is unique to the underworld, how could he do it? Don't be fooled by him." Pang Da was extremely vigilant.
It seems that ghosts are afraid of soul-destroying skills, but it is a pity that he does not know this skill, otherwise he can drive ghosts. Thinking of this, Zhu Jiujie said: "Can't you see that I am not a human being?"
Shou Er walked a few steps and sniffed: "Pang Da, it's really strange. He is neither a human nor a ghost."
The fat man also sniffed it and said, "It's called borrowing the body and reviving the soul. There's nothing to make a fuss about."
Zhu Bujie secretly praised Pang Da for his profound knowledge.
"Pang Da, since you know that I was once a ghost, and we are all the same kind of people, you can be noble and let me go, so as not to cause a conflict and it would not be good for either of us to get hurt."
Shou Er said: "Yes, yes, since everyone is a ghost, Fatty, I think I will let you in."
"Nonsense." Fatty said: "Shou Er, why are you so dizzy? This kid used to be a ghost, but now he is a human. Even if he is a ghost now, he cannot go in and out of the underworld at will without the order of the King of Hell.
Responsibility, be careful of King Yama’s soul-destroying technique.”
"Yes Yes."
Shou Er thought he was very afraid of the soul-destroying technique. His expression changed and he didn't dare to say anything.
Fatty glared at Zhu Jiujie: "Boy, if you want to pass our level, you have to rely on your own true ability."
Zhu Jiujie knew he had to fight, so he had no choice but to say: "That's okay, I'll teach you two great tricks."
As he spoke, Zhu Jiujie struck out with his left palm using the Six Yin Palm style. Although he only used three-thirds of the force, it was still a gust of wind.
The fat man raised his left hand and pointed in the air, only to see a cold star phantom city shaped like five plum blossoms coming towards Zhu Jiujie's palm.
"Xuanyin Finger!"
Zhu Jiujie was surprised and happy. He didn't expect Pangda to be able to use Xuanyin Finger. No wonder he was so conceited and didn't take Zhu Jiujie seriously.
Zhu Jiujie once read the secret book left by his father, which described the appearance of Fire Cloud Palm and Xuanyin Finger.
Zhu Jiujie saw the fat and big fingers coming through the air, and knew that the opponent's skill should not be underestimated, so he increased his kung fu to five points.
The palms and fingers collided with each other, making a chirping sound, and both of them took a few steps back.
Fatty's heart trembled: "Boy, I can't tell you really have a problem, just look at your fingers."
"Wait a minute." Zhu Jiujie stopped him.
Fatty said: "Boy, are you afraid? I will give you a way out because of your good work. Please go back."
"Haha." Zhu Jiujie said with a smile: "Pang Da, I'm not afraid of you, but I want to make you take a gamble. Are you willing?"
"What to bet on?"
"If I lose, I will let you do whatever you want. Whether you want my life or let me go back, I won't say anything. But if you lose, I will not only leave, but I also want you to agree to a condition...
"
"How could I lose? Shou Er, do you think I will lose?" Pang Da looked at Shou Er.
Shou Er shook his head and nodded again.
"Shou Er, what do you mean, don't you even believe Fatty anymore?"
"No, I think it's better for you to lose to this brother."
"Why?"
"Because this brother is good at martial arts. If he stays in the underworld, I'm afraid it will affect your reputation as the number one master in the underworld."
"You...what do you mean? It doesn't mean that his kung fu is better than mine."
"I... think you are about the same. In short, even if he is not as good as you, he is still better than me. I cannot keep my position as the second master."
"You mean you want me to let him go?"
"Yes, only if you lose to him, our status will not be threatened. Pangda, haven't you noticed? Wherever our messenger goes, all the brats will worship him. If this brat comes to the underworld, you see.
His face is much prettier than ours, at least he must be the most handsome guy in the underworld."
"What you said is interesting...Hey..." Pangda turned to look at Zhu Jiujie: "Tell me your conditions. What will happen if I lose?"