Therefore, he must investigate the snobbery around Xiao Yu clearly so that he can make countermeasures.
In the Yama Hall, Xiao Yu and Ling Zhi appeared here at the same time. They met with the judge first, and then went to Yama's mansion.
"Xiao Yu, you are really famous among the immortals in this battle.
To kill a middle-stage Heavenly Immortal with an early stage Heavenly Immortal, even the White Deer Immortal who is better than you probably wouldn't be able to do that."
At the entrance of Yama Hall, the judge said with some admiration.
Xiao Yu bowed his hand to the other party in embarrassment.
"Senior made me laugh. I don't want to, but my strength doesn't allow it."
Xiao Yu said half-jokingly.
After hearing Xiao Yu's words, the judge was slightly startled, and then suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, these words are refreshing and refined.
But your fight is in the underworld, and we want to offend Penglai.
Yama is back, you go in first."
The judge is an old man from the underworld, so his words naturally make sense.
The underworld has people coming to help guard it. Now four of the immortals in Beitian Immortal City have been killed. They are all the elites of Penglai and there is still hope.
Now that the four have been killed, doesn't it mean that Penglai's arm has been broken?
Xiao Yu shook his head, and then whispered to the spirit corpse, asking the other party not to talk much when entering, and then walked inside.
Since entering Xuanmen, this is the first time that Xiao Yu has entered the Hall of Yama to meet the King of Hell.
When he went to the underworld in the past, he had judges send messages to him, but this time, he was standing in the same position as Yama, how could he not make people sigh.
This is the place where Yama lives, and it is also the place where the other party receives guests. However, after entering it, it is very cold, as if it has entered the cold winter of June 9th.
As soon as the two entered, a boy came out and led Xiao Yu and the others.
In Yama's mansion, like other places, there are small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, but the color looks a bit scary.
The black and white pattern gives people a sad and depressing feeling, but these powerful people seem to like this look very much.
This is just like those young masters in Yangshi who decorated their houses in black, white and gray colors, giving people a cold and taciturn style.
In a pavilion in the distance, Yan Luo and another person were drinking tea with their backs to Xiao Yu and the others.
The boy took the initiative to retreat after approaching the pavilion, leaving only Xiao Yu and the others walking forward alone.
"Xiao Yu from Xuantian Pavilion has met Yan Jun..."
When Xiao Yu approached the pavilion, he quickly bowed his hands to the other party.
Although it is possible that his cultivation level is comparable to that of Yama, he still cannot do it to suddenly become brothers with Yama.
After all, Yama has been famous for thousands of years, but he has only been famous for a few years. This kind of ideology rooted in the bones of the Chinese people will really not be eradicated for a while.
"Have you seen that the child who asked the ghost messenger for help has grown up to be like this now?
It seems that I, the King of Hell, can only take care of little brats, and I don’t have any great ambitions.”
Yama said while raising his hand and waving.
Xiao Yu only felt a soft force lifting him up, but he didn't even feel it at all.
When the two raised their heads, Xiao Yu was suddenly stunned.
It was not that he saw Yama, but that he saw the middle-aged man sitting with Yama.
"Uncle Ji..."
The person sitting opposite Yan Luo was none other than Ji Tianming, who had been away from Xuantian Pavilion Ancient Jade for many years.
"Xiao Yu, I haven't seen you for decades, you really didn't disappoint me."
Ji Tianming also stood up excitedly, his face full of relief.
"Xiao Yu has met senior..."
When he saw that the other party was definitely Ji Tianming, Xiao Yu hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.
No matter what state the other party is in, he is still the benefactor of the entire Xuantian Pavilion. He should accept this kneeling.
When Ling Zhi saw Xiao Yu kneeling down, he also knelt down. After all, he was also a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion.
"Get up quickly. I'm just a guardian soul. How can I let the master kneel down and worship me? If the old master knew about it, wouldn't he be trying to kill me?"
Ji Tianming took Xiao Yu and Xiao Yu off with both hands, and his voice began to tremble.
When the old master left his soul to look for his descendants, he didn't want Xiao Yu to refine it by mistake.
It's just that Ji Tianming has never been optimistic about Xiao Yu and has never shown up.
In his opinion, in a place like Yangshi, no Xuantian Pavilion disciple can surpass his old master.
If Xiao Yu was not in danger, he would have stayed inside, but in the end he came to the underworld for no reason.
Then he heard from different gossips that Xiao Yu was constantly strengthening his power and had never opened the mountain gate, which made him extremely happy.
He thought he would never meet again in this life, but unexpectedly he was chosen as the Spiritual Emperor, which gave him hope again.
Yan Luo looked at the two of them from the side, then coughed lightly and said:
"Ji Tianming, take office in one day, you don't have much time.
Xiao Yu, come to my place before you leave, I have something to ask you."
After saying that, King Yama disappeared from the spot, leaving only Xiao Yu and a few others.
Seeing Yan Luo leaving, several people immediately began to talk freely. From the chat, Xiao Yu knew that Ji Tianming had become the Ling Emperor and was the successor of King Chu Jiang.
The Ten Great Yamas rarely reincarnate, so Xiao Yu was a little surprised that King Chu Jiang had left now.
But it is also a good thing to be able to achieve Uncle Ling.
"Uncle Ji, you said you saw Wu Xuan, where was he?"
After Ji Tianming finished talking about Lingdi Peak, Xiao Yu asked hurriedly.
From Uncle Ji, Xiao Yu knew that Wu Xuan had not become the Spirit Emperor, so he was very concerned about what he would do next.
Although Wu Xuan was forced to be loyal by Ji Tianming, he had worked hard over the years and had no second thoughts, so Xiao Yu always regarded him as one of his own.
"Wu Xuan is very disappointed that he was not chosen as the Ling Emperor. He should be drinking in a restaurant now."
Uncle Ji picked up the wine glass and after thinking for a moment, he still didn't tell him about his meeting with Wu Xuan.
If he said it, Xiao Yu would probably not be able to accept it. After all, Wu Xuan came here with Xiao Yu.
"drink wine?
If you didn't get selected, you didn't get selected. There's nothing to be discouraged about.
The Blood Sea Spirit Emperor’s Spirit Emperor Stone is not ready-made, so if we kill the opponent, wouldn’t it save us a lot of trouble?”
Xiao Yu picked up the wine glass and said without any concern.
After hearing Xiao Yu's words, Ji Tianming's expression changed slightly. He had never thought about killing the Ling Emperor, and he never thought that Xiao Yu would dare to say it.
"Xiao Yu, the Ling Emperor was chosen by a saint. Don't be reckless. Although your cultivation has reached the level of a heavenly being, you may not be a single opponent against a saint."
Ji Tianming dissuaded him in a low voice.
Xiao Yu naturally knew what the other party said, but he would investigate clearly before taking action.
Spiritual Emperors can also make mistakes, otherwise there would be no such thing as fighting for the Spiritual Emperor Stone.
So it's not that Emperor Ling cannot die, it's that no one dares to do it.
If he couldn't take action, the Blood Sea Spirit Emperor wouldn't make a bet with him.
Besides, I still have a Spirit Emperor Stone in my hand, so the worst I can do is give it to Wu Xuan.
The day passed in the blink of an eye. Uncle Ji had to go to work to replace King Chu Jiang, so he had to say goodbye to Xiao Yu.
In Yama's study, Xiao Yu and Ling Zhi were sitting together. They both looked at Yama in front of them, waiting for the other person to speak.
