"Master Yincha, what happened in the underworld, the thunder above?" Qin Yu raised his head and looked at the sky above where lightning and thunder were still thundering, and asked Feng Wucra in confusion.
"This is not what you asked. Now you can leave the underworld. Don't look for me in this month, and don't come to the underworld again. I will naturally look for you then."
Feng Wucra's words directly blocked Qin Yu's doubts in his heart, but Qin Yu also felt a little confident. This matter in the underworld should be big, otherwise, Feng Wucra's expression would not be so serious.
"As for Bai Jin, you can rest assured that she will not have time to look for you after she leaves the earthly world."
"Why?"
"Because she wants to go back to Yunmeng Bai's family." Feng Wulu's expression was a little complicated. Things in the underworld cannot be hidden. Bai Jin will tell Yunmeng Bai's family, and other powerful people will also make predictions.
Without saying anything more to Qin Yu, Feng Wukai waved his sleeves and Qin Yu floated into the sky above the underworld just like Bai Jin before. Then, a passage appeared, dragging Qin Yu's figure into it and disappeared.
not see.
After sending Qin Yu away, Feng Wukai glanced at the evil ghosts in his palace. Under Feng Wukai's glance, the evil ghosts trembled one by one, but they still did not come out of the palace.
call out!
Feng Wuli ignored this fierce ghost and ducked out of the way, disappearing outside the palace. The next time he appeared, it was on the Naihe Bridge.
Not only Feng Wucrai, but also the palace masters of other palaces in the underworld have arrived on Naihe Bridge at this moment. This man looked at the other side of Naihe Bridge and his expression became very solemn.
"Feng Wuli, what's going on? What happened in the Reincarnation Hall? If you don't give us an explanation this time, then we can only go and see what happens in person."
Another old acquaintance of Qin Yu in the underworld, the master of the Supervisory Hall, saw Feng Wukai appearing and immediately asked.
"Excuse me, I will give you an explanation. No one can cross the Naihe Bridge. This was the original order of Lord Yan. If you want to explain, go to Lord Yan." Feng Wukai replied with a sneer.
"Don't use Lord Yama to oppress me. After all these years, Lord Yama has never shown up. Who knows whether Lord Yama really left such an order, or you used the public service for personal gain and pretended to pass on Lord Yama's order. No matter what,
, I must cross the Naihe Bridge today to see what the hell you are doing."
The master of the Supervisory Hall took one step and was about to walk towards the opposite side of Naihe Bridge, but Feng Wuli ducked and stood in front of him.
"What, are you going to take action? Feng Wukai, you are too bold. You are just a guard in front of Lord Yan. I am the master of the Supervisory Hall. Everyone, Feng Wucra is planning to commit the following crime." The master of the Supervisory Hall said this.
The second half of the words was meant for the other palace masters.
"The following is a crime? Haha..." Feng Wuli burst out laughing, "I, Feng, am just executing the order of Lord Yan. Before Lord Yan comes back, no one is allowed to cross the Naihe Bridge. If I have to commit the above, I'm afraid
It's you."
"Hmph, what you have been saying all this time has been the command of Lord Yan. Who knows whether it is true or false, and who can prove it to you."
"Is it enough that I can prove it to him?"
On the other side of the Naihe Bridge, a man in linen clothes walked out slowly, his deep eyes sweeping over Feng Wuli and the others.
Seeing the appearance of this sackcloth man, a bright light flashed in Feng Wucra's eyes, and the expressions of several other hall masters were also a little surprised. As for the master of the Supervisory Hall, his expression became ugly.
"Master of the Reincarnation Hall, what happened on the other side of the Naihe Bridge? Now that you have appeared, shouldn't you explain it to us?" The Master of the Supervisory Hall looked at the linen man, but his tone softened a lot, and he said.
The sackcloth man is the master of the Hall of Reincarnation in the Underworld. Among all the halls in the underworld, it is the oldest hall. I am afraid only the master of the Hall of Reincarnation and Lord Yan know how long the history of the Hall of Reincarnation is. Even in the underworld, there is a rumor that in the underworld,
Before the underworld was formed, the Palace of Samsara already existed. First there was the Palace of Samsara and then there was the underworld.
The master of the Reincarnation Hall is also the most mysterious among all the masters of the underworld. The underworld has existed for so many years, and the masters of the Reincarnation Hall have only stepped on the Naihe Bridge a handful of times. However, there is a certain recognition in the hearts of these hall masters.
His understanding is that in the entire underworld, apart from Lord Yama, the Master of the Reincarnation Hall is the most powerful.
Even though he was the Master of the Supervisory Hall, he dared to challenge Feng Wukai, but he did not dare to confront the Master of the Samsara Hall, a man wearing linen clothes.
"The matter of my Reincarnation Hall does not require any explanation." The man in sackcloth looked coldly at the Master of the Supervisory Hall and said.
"You..." The face of the Lord of the Supervisory Hall turned red with anger. He was completely ignored by the other party. As the Lord of the Supervisory Hall of the Underworld and one of the giants in the underworld, when had he ever been so angry?
.
"Master of the Palace of Reincarnation, this is not a matter of your Palace of Reincarnation. Look at the sky above the entire underworld. There are lightning and thunder everywhere. The entire underworld is in chaos. This is a matter of the entire underworld. We have the right to know everything.
"The master of the Supervisory Hall can only bring several other hall masters with him, otherwise, he would be really scared to face the master of the Samsara Hall alone.
Several other hall masters listened to the words of the master of the Supervisory Hall, and the older man among them also spoke, "Master of the Reincarnation Hall, you really need to explain this matter, otherwise, we are entrusted by Lord Yan to manage
It is impossible for the underworld to just sit back and watch the underworld continue to be in such chaos."
"If you want an explanation, I'll give it to you."
The man in linen clothes glanced at the old man and looked up. His deep eyes seemed to have penetrated directly through the gray clouds, passed through the lightning and thunder, and reached another space.
With just one glance, the scene of lightning and thunder above the underworld suddenly disappeared. The thunder was silent, and only some lightnings were still shining unwillingly.
"The Palace of Reincarnation is under my control. How can you and other outsiders interfere?"
The man in linen suddenly shouted loudly, but his words were not addressed to the palace masters in front of him. Instead, he looked towards the sky, as if there was something hidden behind the thunder.
Boom!
Lei Lei, who had been silent at first, seemed to be aroused by the words of the man in sackcloth. There was lightning and thunder again in the sky above the underworld, and silver snakes danced in the sky. At this moment, not only the ghosts in the underworld fled with their heads in their hands, but also the underworld soldiers fled one after another.
, the underworld seems to have entered a scene of annihilation.
"I haven't done anything for a long time. It seems that someone has forgotten me." The corners of the linen man's mouth were slightly raised at this moment. The next moment, the figure had already appeared in the sky above the underworld. Then, he stretched out his hands and pointed towards a thunder.
Catch him directly.
The thunder was held in the hand of the man in sackcloth. The next moment, all the thunder in the sky above the underworld was held by a pair of big hands. At this moment, all the ghosts in the underworld looked up and could only see a majestic figure.
Under this majestic figure, all the thunderbolts were extinguished, and the entire sky returned to calm. However, this majestic voice did not end there. A punch, a punch without any fancy, was directed towards someone above.
waved in a direction.
After this punch was thrown, the first ones to change their colors were the palace masters on the Naihe Bridge, especially the master of the Supervisory Hall, whose face was the ugliest. He murmured to himself: "In the realm of Lord Yan, how can he
It is possible to reach the realm of Lord Yama, but this is impossible."
There were incredible looks on the faces of the several palace masters. In the underworld, there is only one Lord of Yama for each term, and he is the only existence. The so-called realm of Lord of Yama is a gradation of strength. Think of it as possessing the strength of Lord of Yama.
.
However, just like a mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, only one Lord of Hell is allowed to exist in the entire underworld. Not only because of the reason of not being tolerated, but more importantly, to cultivate to the realm of Lord Yama, one must have great luck and the Qi of the entire underworld.
The sum total of luck can only give birth to one Lord of Hell. As long as Lord of Hell is still there, it is impossible for the remaining people to become Lord of Hell, because their luck has been occupied by Lord of Hell.
However, with the eyesight of the several palace masters, there is no mistaking the fact that the punch of the master of the Samsara Palace is already at the realm of Lord Yama. What is going on?
Several palace masters exchanged glances. After being shocked, they all thought of a possibility. Their expressions suddenly froze. This possibility was that Lord Yan had fallen.
Only when Lord Yama falls, will the second one reach the realm of Lord Yama be born in the underworld.
"Feng Wucra, what happened to Lord Yan?" The old palace master asked Feng Wucra sternly, but at this moment, Feng Wucra's expression was also very complicated.
A sad look appeared on Feng Wucra's face. At this moment, in his mind, he recalled the scene on Muchuan Bridge that year.
Back then, there were two figures on Muchuan Bridge, and he stood under the bridge, looking at the two figures.
"Life and death appear on Muchuan Bridge. Yan Jun, do you really want to do this?"
"Bodhisattva is compassionate, I have made my decision."
"Yam Lord has such great perseverance, and the bhikkhu is also willing to make a great wish: Hell will not be empty, and he will never become a Buddha..."
Feng Wuli looked at the two figures. At that time, he still didn't understand. With the status and realm of these two people, was there any enemy that he couldn't deal with?
After that time, the two figures disappeared and never appeared again, and one of the two figures was Yan Jun.
Lord Yan left the underworld, and floated to an unknown place on the black coffin in the underworld. Feng Wuli looked at Lord Yama's leaving figure. At that moment, Lord Yama looked very much like that person.
The warriors who assassinated Qin also reminded Feng Wukai of that sentence: "The wind is rustling and the water is cold. Once a strong man is gone, he will never return!"
Yan Jun, as the master of the underworld, actually wants to leave with a coffin. This is already abnormal. It seems that he is determined to succeed if he fails. (To be continued)