On the last floor of the pagoda, there is a huge furnace cauldron, about three people high.
There are will-o'-the-wisps floating around. They are real will-o'-the-wisps.
Will-o'-the-wisps are people who have committed heinous crimes and are thrown into purgatory after death to refine their souls into flames.
Zhou Sheng took out all the artifacts, threw them all into the furnace, and ignited them with the fire of the mausoleum.
But the fire of guarding the mausoleum cannot heat the furnace cauldron at all.
Zhou Sheng glanced around, grabbed some ghost fire, burned the furnace, and continued to heat the furnace.
Forging is a long process, and making swords from artifacts is even slower.
"Guardian of the mausoleum, the weapons forged by will-o'-the-wisps are too yin-y, so they must be balanced by yang fire. One yin and one yang are called Tao. Your mausoleum-guarding fire is also yin and cannot be used." The voice of the King of Samsara came, warning Zhou.
St.
"Yanghuo? Can divine fire work?" Zhou Sheng couldn't help but ask.
There are many fire-attribute gods, and the artifacts they leave behind can be forcibly activated by yourself.
"No, gods have broken away from the realm of humans, and their fire is not pure Yang fire."
"Then where can I get Yang Fire?" Zhou Sheng was really helpless. The fire of guarding the mausoleum was not good, and the divine fire was not good. What kind of fire was there?
"The fire in the Yang world is the best, at least the firewood has been drying for seven hundred days, and the Yang world is the heaviest." said the King of Samsara.
Zhou Sheng:……
Just when he was about to reply a few words, the King of Samsara continued: "Don't worry, we will use the ability to travel freely in the underworld later to help you send a message to the human world. You can assign one person to light the wood within three hours.
Attract the sun fire."
"Is it enough to just light it on fire?"
"Yes, but it requires a lot of Yang Fire."
"Okay, I understand. You let people... prevent ghosts from finding Tang Yuanming and let him collect them."
After Zhou Sheng finished speaking, Samsara King drew a circle with a branch and threw Zhou Sheng's recording into it.
"Hei Bai Wu Chang obeyed the order and immediately entered the human world to find Tang Yuanming."
"Your Majesty!"
After answering the call, Black and White Wuchang blinked his eyes and left the underworld.
China.
Tang Yuanming sat on the grave, smoking a cigarette sadly.
He received news that miracles had appeared in some Western countries with strong cultural heritage, and many churches had appeared in China.
If we don't suppress it, it will affect China's social structure. If we suppress it, there won't be enough reason.
"Hey, it's too difficult. I might as well die."
Tang Yuanming threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it hard.
As soon as he raised his head, Black and White Wuchang appeared in front of him instantly, looking like he was about to take his life.
Tang Yuanming was so frightened that he stumbled over and quickly stood up and said, "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding, I haven't finished my life yet and I haven't finished my work yet."
Hei Wuchang didn't say anything, but simply handed out the branches of the underworld tree.
"No, you took me away, who will protect China? Can you give me some time?" Tang Yuanming was no longer calm.
"Go on." Hei Wuchang said coldly.
Tang Yuanming had no choice but to reach out and take the branch.
But when he took the branch, Zhou Sheng's voice sounded instantly.
"Huh? Tomb guard!" Tang Yuanming's eyes widened.
"Speed." Bai Wuchang said calmly.
"I understand, I understand." Tang Yuanming nodded repeatedly, and then ordered his men to make arrangements.
And he took out a pack of Huazi and handed them to Bai Wuchang and Hei Wuchang.
However, Black and White Wuchang did not reach out to pick it up.
"It's not easy for you two brothers to come here. Come and have a cigarette."
Tang Yuanming lit the cigarette and stuck it on the ground.
Black and white impermanence took a deep breath and instantly hit the head.
"That black and white brother, what's going on with the mausoleum guardians?" Tang Yuanming got involved and called him brother.
"The matter is very troublesome, and all the Yamas of the Ten Palaces have gone to suppress it." Bai Wuchang said while sitting on the ground.
"Is there any other news?" Tang Yuanming asked again.
"News? There has been a riot in the Shura Tao recently. A group of people are needed to suppress it. We will go and take away some old Taoist priests later. They have stayed in the human world for many days relying on the Taoist master's reputation. We need them to go down and do something today."
Bai Wuchang continued, smoking while talking.
Tang Yuanming wisely ordered a few more.
The best way to build a relationship with a man is to light him a cigarette.
Of course, it doesn't matter if the other person doesn't smoke.
"Is it so serious? Do you need me to bring someone to help?" After Tang Yuanming finished speaking, he immediately covered his mouth.
And Hei Wuchang looked at Tang Yuanming with a meaningful expression.
"If you want to go down and help, I can ask the judge to cut off your lifespan." Hei Wuchang said.
"No, no, no, I'm joking, I'm joking." Tang Yuanming waved his hand and said.
"By the way, does our underworld take care of the whole world, or just China?" Tang Yuanming asked curiously.
Bai Wuchang glanced at Tang Yuanming, smoked a cigarette and said: "In the past, the entire world was under the control of China, but thousands of years ago, a guy named Satan appeared in the West and used conspiracy and tricks to defraud part of the area."
"There was also a guy named the God of Death. He came to the underworld and knelt for a while, and he knelt and walked away partially."
Tang Yuanming was secretly frightened when he listened to Bai Wuchang's explanation.
He didn't expect the underworld to be so big.
"Then you haven't thought about taking it back?" Tang Yuanming asked subconsciously.
"It's too big to control." Hei Wuchang said.
"Yes, which great existence is sleeping..."
"Lao Qi!" Hei Wuchang interrupted Bai Wuchang.
Bai Wuchang realized that he had spilled the beans and quickly shut up.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. If you ask too many questions, we will take you away." Bai Wuchang reminded.
"Yes, yes, you are right." Tang Yuanming nodded repeatedly.
"Do the good thing as soon as possible, the higher ups can wait." Hei Wuchang pointed to the sky.
"Definitely." Tang Yuanming patted his chest.
Seeing that Bai Hei Wuchang was about to leave, he quickly took out his cigarette.
"My name is Xie Bian, and his name is Fan Wujiu. Burn more for us." Bai Wuchang finished speaking and left with Hei Wuchang.
Tang Yuanming stood up and watched them leave. He suddenly thought of the Gods of the West and couldn't help but said, "Brothers, how should we deal with the reality of the Gods of the West?"
"The God of the West? Oh, what kind of thing is that?" Hei Wuchang said disdainfully and then disappeared.
Tang Yuanming felt a little calmer after hearing their words.
He knew that he had established a good relationship with Black and White, and he could come to them if anything happened in the future.
It's just that they're a little scary.
Black and white are impermanent, and they have great power in the underworld. They are existences second only to the Tenth Hall of Yama, and they only obey the orders of the Tenth Hall of Yama.
When the heads of the Seventy-Two Underworld Divisions saw them, they had to call out, "Sir."
Tang Yuanming watched his men get some big trees and said angrily: "Activate all departments and go all out to carry firewood."
"In addition, bring me two hundred huazi first, and I will burn them for my two big brothers." Tang Yuanming ordered, lighting the firewood at random.
"Guardian of the mausoleum, come back quickly, I can't bear it without you." Tang Yuanming muttered while burning.