The Emperor's Seal and the Seal Master are just a cooperative relationship. When everything is fine, the Emperor's Seal is driven by the Seal Master. This does not mean that the Emperor's Seal completely belongs to the Seal Master. The real owner of the Emperor's Seal is Heaven, and Heaven senses it.
If the seal owner no longer meets the conditions, he will unilaterally and arbitrarily terminate the cooperation.
For example, when the seal owner dies, of course the imperial seal must be taken back.
There are certain fuzzy boundaries in the way of heaven's judgment on the death of the seal master. Who let the immortals and demons play tricks and like to leave a way for themselves to nourish themselves? As a result, the forms of death have also become diverse, such as physical
Death, brain death, soul death, death of original body and clone, death of main soul and clone soul, etc.
I feel like the immortals and demons have developed so many ways to die, and Chun Chun is just trying to embarrass God.
Just then, Hu Qing sensed Yuxi's sudden silence. He immediately knew that the man was dead, at least physically. At that moment, his body must have been dead. As for the soul and clones, they didn't work so quickly. At this moment
, as the subject directly connected with Yuxi, he is dead.
Hu Qing quickly grasped the ownerless state of the jade seal at this moment, pulled it into the soul and handed it over to the Four Emperors Seal.
Haha, surrounded by the Four Emperors' Seals, it can no longer run away. Not only can it not run away, it can't send any messages.
That's it.
Hu Qing regained his energy, changed back to his original appearance, straightened himself out a little, raised his right hand and was about to go out.
"Ancestor, let me out and I will kill him."
The ancestor looked at her with a smile, and Congshan Ruliu closed the barrier. Hu Qing flew upwards.
"He's dead, right? Where's Hun'er Hun'er? I'll send him away right now!"
As long as he is thrown into the underworld, he will never come back!
The previous space lock has expired, everyone has risen to the next level and is looking for it everywhere.
The second and third clan leaders were guarding the incomplete body, while the others were looking for the fallen pieces of flesh and the missing soul.
Hu Qing rushed forward: "The soul is lost, right? Let me come. Once the door of hell is opened, no soul can escape."
When everyone heard this, they immediately asked her to get out of the way.
Bah, bah, Hu gently rubbed the warm palms, raised them high and shouted: "The door to hell is open!"
Above her head, in the empty air, a silent opening opened. The opening widened, revealing a small platform and two doors.
There were only two large brass bracelets hanging on the dark door leaf.
Hu Qing was stunned for a moment. This was not the door before. Why was this door so plain and unpretentious?
Without thinking much, she stepped forward and knocked on the door, knocking on the big ring: "Sir Messenger, the door is open, here comes the big guy."
At the same time, his consciousness entered the space cave and knocked through the fragments of the mirror: "My lord? My lord? One of my own, please open a convenient passage."
Real-name binding, a certain messenger received it immediately, very helpless. He appeared in a certain place with a thought.
"Brother, let me go, my informant."
Alas, it is too close and the transportation in Netherworld is too convenient, which is really inconvenient.
The door was opened from the inside, the cold wind howled, and a familiar big black robe floated out. Inexplicably, Hu Qing was sure to be an old acquaintance of his.
He reached out his hand enthusiastically: "Sir, it's me, long time no see."
The black robe stepped aside and looked directly outside: "Where are the dead souls?"
Hu Qing rubbed his hands and said, "He's hiding in this area. Anyway, ghosts can suck him away, so just suck him away."
The black robe was noncommittal, and his eyes hidden in the darkness opened the door. Almost instantly he saw what no one could see... What is this?
shock.
"You killed an Immortal Emperor?"
Hu Qing immediately solemnly said: "We are obviously just people, let's eradicate the evil forces together!"
"..."
"Sir, take him in quickly!"
The messenger has a headache. This and this are not feasible in theory.
According to the rules of the Dao, living people return to the Yang world, and dead souls enter the Yin and Underworld. For weak creatures, taking the human race as an example, when a mortal dies, the soul leaves the body. The soul begins to dissipate immediately after leaving the body, so the dead soul is incomplete. And the soul of a mortal
It is even more fragile, being pulled by the power of heaven and earth, and can naturally return to the underworld. The underworld ghosts in the mortal world deal with those evil ghosts who stay in the upper world due to obsession.
Monks are more powerful than mortals, and they can do more tricks. There are also some smart ghosts who do not want to go to hell, but stay in the world and practice ghost ways. This part is their focus. As long as they bump into it, it will definitely be a disaster.
Thrilling chase battle.
Of course, things will develop and change. Because the way of ghost cultivation is also in the avenue, the Netherworld cannot completely eliminate it, so as long as it is not too excessive, they will turn a blind eye.
I have said too much, but in short, the door of ghosts is not opened casually, and the ghosts are not closed casually.
The one in front of him was different from the previous ones. He really wanted to ask: What you used to collect were the dead souls who were forced to stay in the Yang Realm. Purging the grievances and replenishing the qi were all meritorious deeds. Why did you suddenly have to deal with such a person?
—Neither dead nor alive?
That's right, although the man's body is dead, his soul is too fresh to be considered a dead soul.
Moreover, the great road has its own rules. After death, a mortal can still try to become a ghost with his persistence. For such a great immortal emperor, judging from his experience, resurrection is a certainty. To say the least, he can definitely cultivate ghosts.
, to be the ghost emperor.
This, this, this - make things difficult for him.
Hu Qing didn't understand his embarrassment, so she wondered: "If he dies, can't we collect his soul?"
The messenger gritted his teeth and said, "I can't take action. If you catch him and throw him into hell, no one can say it's against the rules."
With a flash of her eyes, Hu Qing understood that she could borrow Guimen's knife, but she couldn't hold it in her hand and let her cut it. She had to catch the dead ghost and press his neck to the blade.
This knife must be clean.
"Then - Your Excellency, let the ghost gate use its strength to bring out the old ghost?"
The messenger's eyes widened from an angle she couldn't see: "This is Gou Lianyangjie's dereliction of duty, I will die!"
He said: "I'll give you half an hour. If you catch it and throw it in, I'll pretend you didn't see it. Once half an hour is over, I'll close the door."
Hu Qingchou: "You really don't want to help?" Go pull his sleeve.
The messenger escaped: "This is already the back door."
Hu Qing sighed: "Okay, I'll take out the mirror and take a look -"
"You are seeking death," the messenger was anxious but did not dare to speak loudly. He looked back warily, "Isn't that clear evidence that I cheated on you? Do you want me to lose my position? I finally got promoted!
"
Hu Qing: "Then what should I do?"
The messenger looked around: "Hey, where is your soul chain?"
Hu Qing: "Going on a trip."
Messenger: "..." These days, even a chain worker is better off than regular workers like them.
"Then I don't care, half an hour, starting from now."
Hu Qing scratched his ears and cheeks, and turned into a female ghost king with wide eyes, unable to tell.
He flew to Yang Tianxiao and the others and said, "Master, that bitch must be at the scene, but I can't find it. The Ghost Gate is only open for half an hour."
The sect master looked at him and said, "You are quite familiar with that person."
Hu Qing was dejected: "You won't help me either."
The great sect leader laughed at her: "There are so many of us, half an hour is too much."