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Chapter 1158: Roll Call

According to the news from our spies from the west, Western Xuanmen has sent people to hell, so we cannot delay."

After the old man said this, Xiao Yu felt a chill in his heart. He was young, and there were not many of them here. Judging from their faces, it was probably just him and Qinglong!

The other two real people who were canonized yesterday were in their fifties and the other in their seventies. Although their ages are not old in the eyes of Taoists, they are still much older than Xiao Yu and others.

I don’t know if Master Zhuge said hello to the other party.

If I were alone and had no worries, it would be okay to go.

But the current underworld is not peaceful. Not only do a large number of physical creatures appear, but there are also some other enemies.

The Ghost King of Hundred Mountains, or the Skeleton Ghost Fairy, and the legendary Blood Sea Ghost Emperor.

If the first two met, they would still be able to fight, but if the Blood Sea Ghost Emperor came to cause trouble, he would really not be able to come back.

Therefore, Xiao Yu secretly made up his mind that he would never go to the Underworld until a critical moment.

Unless the leader of the Zhuge Sect and some high-level officials in China give him some guarantees, they share the same hatred and hatred, and only want to deal with the foreigners in hell and not cause trouble for him.

And he needs some time to find the secret and ask how he can see his grandfather.

When the old man in black saw no one speaking, he immediately chuckled.

"Elder Mo, although young people are good, they are too young. I think it is better for us old guys to go and earn some merit and replenish our longevity."

An old man with a dark beard held a pipe in his mouth and said with a click.

"I think what Taoist Gou said is right. I'm not worried about the young people going there. Otherwise, how about we match up with young and old and let's go together?"

There was another woman, speaking from behind.

Xiao Yu and Qinglong looked at each other, both confused.

It's so difficult that you have to go to death with a gun? Are these old men so kind-hearted and caring for the younger generations?

"This time, unlike before, we need a master of formation talismans. I heard that Xiao Yu, a Taoist from Maoshan, is a master of formation talismans at a young age, and he was canonized as a real person yesterday. I think he is suitable."

The old man in black seemed to know Xiao Yu. After a circle, he set his sights on Xiao Yu and Qinglong.

And everyone else turned their attention to Xiao Yu in unison.

Many people here participated in the canonization ceremony yesterday, and naturally knew Xiao Yu, so they didn't have any objections when they heard what the old man in black said.

"It would be best if Master Xiao goes there. He has the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword in his hand, which can suppress the monsters in hell. Moreover, Mao Shan is good at using talismans and cooperates with others, so he is more comfortable."

"I also think that Mr. Xiao is the most suitable candidate, but I don't know what Mr. Xiao wants?"

When Xiao Yu saw everyone looking at him, he quickly stood up and bowed his hands to everyone.

"I already know about the war between the underworld and hell, but I have some enemies there. With my current cultivation, it is still difficult to deal with them, so I can't help."

Xiao Yu said a little embarrassedly. He kept saying that he would reopen Maoshan, but at this critical moment, he began to lose track again.

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Now that life and death are at stake, we should put aside personal grudges and focus on the overall situation.

If the underworld is controlled by hell, I will have to be bullied by others when I go to immortality. Since fellow Taoist Xiao Yu wants to leave Maoshan, he must leave this time.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, with so many Taoists together, are we still afraid of him being a ghost king, a ghost or an immortal?

Now is a critical moment. Everyone must share the same hatred and fight against foreign enemies, instead of putting personal grudges first. I will go to the underworld to discuss with the King of Hell and let him issue a message in the underworld to put an end to personal grudges. What do you think?"

After Xiao Yu finished speaking, the old man in black said such impassioned words.

Since the other party said so, Xiao Yu had no reason to refuse and immediately gave the other party a fist.

"If these grievances can be put aside, Xiao Yu is willing to go to the Yin Division with all the seniors to jointly resist foreign enemies."

As long as there are no threats, Xiao Yu is still willing to go. After all, this is an opportunity for growth, and his grandfather is still there, so he will have to go there sooner or later.

"The newly promoted monks this time are Xiao Yu and Qinglong. They are all old friends. Please follow the old rules and come to me to register. Buddhist disciples will report to Master Gu Yun."

Seeing Xiao Yu's agreement, the old man in black couldn't help but nodded, and then waved his hand, and there were two more cases next to him, with a document on them.

The copywriting appeared, and the beautiful man in white quickly sat down behind the writing, picked up a brush and started writing.

As for the older Taoists, they seemed to know this process very well, and they immediately gathered around.

Xiao Yu and Qinglong stood at the back and did not step forward immediately because they wanted to observe and see how many people were preparing to go to the Yin Division.

"Are these people crazy? Are they waiting to die?"

Qinglong asked somewhat confused.

"Didn't you listen to what they just said? If you go to fight in the Yin Division, you can increase your Yang life. If you are about to die, you might go too!

There may be other genius treasures. Let's go find someone familiar and ask. Since we agreed to go, let's go. Besides, my Cerberus also needs some training."

Xiao Yu's place, in addition to the hellhounds, is also a bunch of brats. If they want to become stronger, they must fight, but before that, they need to be taken to overcome the tribulation.

The abacus ghost has already reached the level of ghost king, and the palace-dressed woman can also reach the level of ghost king in half a month, so Xiao Yu is waiting for them to go out together when they are ready to overcome the tribulation.

"Two masters, have you ever been to the Yin Division before? Are you familiar with it?"

The ascetic monk is relatively young, looking to be in his thirties, about the same age as Xiao Yu.

The descendant of the Song Dynasty looked like he was in his fifties, so Xiao Yu asked them.

"Amitabha, even the poor monks don't know, that place is extremely dark. I don't like that atmosphere, so I haven't been there, but Taoists go there more often.

Descendants of the Song Dynasty whispered.

"What's the benefit of going? Even a Taoist wouldn't be able to go there often."

Qinglong looked at the other party and said something impatiently.

"Of course not. A Taoist I've heard said that the Yin Division doesn't have as many rules and regulations as the Yang World. There are many places for experience. You have to fight every day, and they are all high-intensity battles. People grow very quickly under that kind of pressure.

Moreover, the Yin Division has many genius treasures, which can also increase the longevity of the Yang. I also wanted to go there because of this, otherwise I wouldn’t have come."

The descendant of the Song Dynasty whispered to Xiao Yu, and at the same time took out a black book.

"Zhenren Xiao was entrusted by someone to find our descendants of the Song Dynasty. This friendship is very valuable. This is the map of the underworld. There are several dangerous places on it. I will give you this book."


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