Chapter 1839 The Ten Palaces of Hell (3,000 words)
Two months later.
Qin Palace.
When Lu Ban met Qin Wudao, he bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, I have built the passage of time and space, and only the last step is left!"
He was wearing a gray cloth, his face was tired, but his eyes were extremely bright, revealing a touch of excitement.
His proud work is about to be a success!
This kind of excitement is no less than a breakthrough in martial arts.
"Very good!"
After Qin Wudao heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed his whole body.
It was as if a stone weighing on my heart had been lifted away at this moment.
Time and space channel!
This factor that poses the greatest threat to the Great Qin Dynasty will finally be resolved!
But soon, Qin Wudao calmed down and said to Lu Ban: "Ai Qing, you go back and have a rest. In three days, we will set off to the ghost world!"
"According to the order!"
After Lu Ban heard this, he bowed his hands and said.
After the ceremony, he hurriedly left the hall.
rest?
Doesn't exist!
Only a lazy person will rest on the eve of success. He should use this time to check the time and space passage to avoid omissions.
Qin Wudao sat on the chair with his eyes slightly closed. During this time, he had been having an uneasy premonition, as if there was a disaster hanging over Great Qin Yunchao's head.
This is the warrior's intuition.
There is no basis, but it is extremely accurate. Along the way, this intuition has never been wrong.
Looking at it now.
The source of this disaster lies in the passage of time and space.
"Someone is coming!"
Suddenly, Qin Wudao opened his eyes and shouted majestically.
With a flicker of space, Jia Xu appeared in the hall, wearing a blood robe, revealing a slight coldness, which caused the temperature in the hall to drop a lot.
"What's going on with the Tenth Palace of Hell now? How's his cultivation level?" Qin Wudao asked.
"Your Majesty, the Tenth Palace of Hell has been staying in the underworld and rarely goes out. As for cultivation, only Bao Zheng and Xue Li have broken through to the ancestral realm!"
Jia Xu thought for a moment and replied.
"So weak?"
Qin Wudao frowned slightly and said with some dissatisfaction: "Go and send an order to let them come to the Southern Territory. Don't just think about being lazy!"
"As you command!"
Jia Xu smiled, his body gradually faded and disappeared from where he was.
Qin Wudao raised his head, looked in the direction of the ghost world, his eyes flickered, and said softly: "Maybe... the way of the Tenth Palace of Hell is in the ghost world!"
The underworld of the Great Qin Dynasty was too small!
Tao Yun is thin!
Unable to satisfy the Ten Palaces of Hell’s cultivation.
Just like how can ten real dragons be cultivated in a small pond?
…
The Great Qin Dynasty.
The underworld.
In the city of Yindu, there are pitch-black buildings scattered in an orderly manner, covering an area of thousands of miles. The city extends in all directions, and the souls of the dead are constantly being reincarnated.
The ghost spirit lingers and the dark wind howls!
Lines of ghosts and gods flew across the sky, exuding majestic pressure.
It makes the entire Yin capital city gloomy, solemn, and deserted...
But in the center of the city, the ten kings of hell gathered together. They used their magical powers to open up the void and create oceans, beaches, and sunshine...
Then, each of the ten kings of hell moved their deck chairs and basked in the sun and looked at the sea, feeling very leisurely and contented.
If you are really tired from lying down.
They got up and moved about.
Not a fight.
Instead, they played mahjong for ten days and a half.
On this day, two tables were set up on the beach, and eight people wearing royal robes, the king of hell, who was so powerful that he was regarded as heaven by countless ghosts, looked serious at this time, and they were dialing the universe with their hands, optimizing the arrangement and combination, and playing games with each other.
"Thirty thousand!"
Snap!
Jiang Ziwen held mahjong in his hand and slapped it on the table.
It was dark for a while!
The sun and moon have no light!
"bump!"
"Old man, do you dare to touch my cards?"
"Boy, can you afford it if I shoot two rounds? If not, stop talking."
Bao Zheng and Xue Li were lying on the chairs nearby, closing their eyes and enjoying the sun bath.
Logically speaking, ghosts hate sunlight.
But for some reason, the Tenth Palace King of Hell found it quite comfortable to bask in the sun...
"Lao Bao, are we too leisurely?"
Xue Li stood up, looked at his colleagues playing mahjong, and said with a frown.
Bao Zheng opened his eyes drowsily and agreed: "Yes, we are indeed a little idle and need to find something to do!"
When Xue Li heard this, he squatted next to Bao Zheng and said excitedly: "Then which table should we go to?"
Bao Zheng looked at the mahjong table, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "Let's go to the one in Lu You!"
Xue Li frowned, "But they are fighting so fiercely that they won't give in!"
"What are you afraid of!"
Bao Zheng stood up, rubbed his fists, and muttered: "If they don't let us, then we will ask them to compete in martial arts!"
Xue Li: "Shameless!"
Bao Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Then you continue to lie down!"
Xue Li gritted his teeth, as if engaged in some kind of struggle, and finally made up his mind: "I want to go up!"
Bao Zheng looked solemn and asked, "Don't you feel shameless?"
Xue Li looked at the sky with a gloomy expression, almost shed two tears, and said painfully: "So, we all live like the people we hate the most!"
Bao Zheng: "..."
yes!
I used to be a person who loved cultivation and worked hard at work. I looked down upon those who wasted their time and did not do their job properly.
But now, he has also become that annoying person!
This feeling is so...
So cool!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
The eight people who were playing mahjong looked around, their eyes showing caution.
They were just about to speak when a terrifying aura fell from the sky, shattering the ghost aura in the sky. There, a figure in blood robe slowly walked out.
The visitor is none other than Jia Xu!
"Lord Jia!"
The Tenth Palace King of Hell was stunned.
They were a little confused as to how Jia Xu, who had a high position and was often accompanied by the emperor, came to this small place in the underworld.
"Playing mahjong and basking in the sun, Lord Yama, you are living a leisurely life! It is a hundred times more comfortable than what your Majesty is living!"
Jia Xu stood in the sky and said with a smile.
The King of Hell of the Tenth Palace felt a chill in his body, lowered his head, and did not answer the conversation.
After a while, Yama King Bao Zheng raised his hands and asked: "Master Jia, why are you here?"
Jia Xu looked a little gloomy and said, "What? I can't come, or am I coming to disturb your good life?"
Speaking of this, Jia Xu's tone became cold, "Look at your appearance, do you still look like officials of the Qin Dynasty? You have been doing nothing all day long, and you are willing to degenerate!"
Fall for yourself!
These words made the Ten Palaces of Hell's face burn with pain. They were ashamed and aggrieved. They also wanted to do something, but the underworld was so big and the resources were limited, so they could not support their cultivation.
If you don’t play mahjong, what else can you do?
But they couldn't say these words.
Jia Xu is the leader of the secret guards.
A first-class official.
Cultivation is strong!
High position and authority!
When superiors reprimand subordinates, as subordinates, they can only endure it.
Besides, what they did was wrong...
refute!
That will only make you look more ugly.
"Emperor's order!"
Seeing that the Tenth Hall of Hell had been restrained, Jia Xu's expression returned to normal and he said loudly: "Your Majesty has an order for you to leave for the southern region as soon as possible!"
The Tenth Hall King of Hell was shaken, and he wondered if his ears had heard it wrong.
Your Majesty summons you!
They have not seen His Majesty for many years!
Everyone looked at each other and could see ecstasy and excitement in each other's eyes.
"Quick, get the order quickly!"
Bao Zheng reacted and said quickly.
Many kings of hell reacted and saluted respectfully: "I accept the order from you!"
Then, King Yama approached Jia Xu and asked curiously: "Master Jia, is there any mission for your Majesty to summon us?"
"You'll know then!"
Jia Xu said: "Go back and clean up! The situation in the southern region is complicated, and you won't be back in a short time!"
Bao Zheng nodded and left with all the kings of hell.
Because I am too happy.
They all had a little bounce when they walked.
Jia Xu looked at the back of the Tenth Palace King of Hell, and a smile suddenly appeared on his cold face.
Just now, he severely reprimanded the Tenth Palace King of Hell, but he was not really angry.
But to make the Tenth Palace of Hell appease.
Don't get used to being idle.
When he arrived in the Southern Region, he did not adapt and could not complete the tasks assigned by Qin Wudao.
In short, Jia Xu reprimanded the Tenth Palace of Hell for the good of the Tenth Palace of Hell.
As for the work attitude of the Tenth Palace King of Hell.
Jia Xu is in charge of the secret guard, how could he not know the situation in the underworld?
Although the Ten Palaces of Hell are having fun, the premise of their play is that the work has been completed. The Ten Palaces each perform their duties and maintain the operation of the underworld. For hundreds of years, there has never been a mistake.
As for playing?
Is it too much to play mahjong and bask in the sun?
There are not many things in the Ten Palaces of Hell.
To be precise.
They didn't pack things, but called their subordinates and arranged tasks.
Make sure that the underworld can run stably during their absence!
They are more serious about their work than anyone else!
Two hours later.
The King of Hell from the Ten Palaces found Jia Xu and took the God-Wang Tower to the Southern Territory.
At this time, Qin Wudao was visiting the passage of time and space. After hearing that the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces was coming, he gave Lu Ban a few words and returned to the Qin Palace.
"See Your Majesty!"
The Tenth Palace King of Hell was extremely excited when he saw Qin Wudao.
"Please get up!"
Qin Wudao raised his hands and released a soft force to help the ten people up. He looked at the long-lost faces and said with a smile: "My dear friends, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"
The King of Hell of the Tenth Palace knelt on the ground and said in shame: "Your Majesty, I am guilty!"
Qin Wudao had no choice but to help ten people up himself.
"Your Majesty, over the years, the imperial court has not issued any decrees to the underworld, and we have not listened to the emperor's instructions, so..."
Bao Zheng lowered his head and said, "We thought His Majesty and the imperial court had forgotten our underworld!"
When Qin Wudao heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry.
So he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, dear, how could I forget you? In my heart, whether it is the civil and military officials of the imperial court, the local princes and kings, or all your ministers in the underworld, I regard them as family, how could I
Forgot?"
family!
Qin Wudao's definition of family is divided into two types.
One is family members who have blood ties in the martial arts world.
The other type comes from China. Although they are not related by blood, they have similar emotions and common beliefs. They are all descendants of the dragon.
"I am ashamed!"
Bao Zheng said.
"alright!"
Qin Wudao patted Bao Zheng on the shoulder and said to Jia Xu: "Open the space passage to Shicheng and take them to the God and Demon Pond to practice well!"
Then, he said to the Tenth Palace King of Hell: "Next, we still have a tough battle to fight, and your task is also very heavy, related to the safety and future of the Great Qin Dynasty!"
Upon hearing this, the King of Hell from the Tenth Palace looked solemn and said loudly: "Your Majesty, please rest assured and promise to complete the mission!"
Qin Wudao smiled and said, "Go!"
Everyone bowed and turned around to leave the hall.
Qin Wudao sat on a chair, recalling his conversation with Bao Zheng, thinking of those figures he had not seen for a long time, and whispered: "Maybe I should find a time for everyone to get together!"
"The premise of Danju is to defeat the Time Clan!"
"At the very least, you don't have to worry when you drink."