Looking at Wutong Shen's unwilling expression before his death, Xu Ping couldn't help but think.
Break away from others and be kind to yourself, and you are also kind to others.
It wasn't until there was a sharp roar in his ears that he came back to his senses and raised his eyes to look into the air.
At that time, he used the God-killing Art to target only the incense of wild beasts in the forest.
I never expected that the incense in the underworld would be drawn and flow out along the gate of the underworld.
Who can I ask to explain this?
It's like standing by the river, aiming at a fish, and just lowering the net to catch it, and a tortoise comes out. Is it the tortoise's fault, or is it the fault of the net?
In any case, let’s have a correct attitude first...Xu Ping raised his hands in the air: "King...Master Gui Cha, the situation was urgent just now, the evil god showed a flaw, and cast a spell in a hurry, without knowing the incense of the underworld, and did not add a seal."
"Ha~" A chuckle came from the gate of the underworld, and he said in a cold voice: "According to your opinion, the underworld's supervision is not strict?"
You still have the nerve to say that such a big evil god was killed by me. You don't thank me for maintaining order in the world, and you are still there picking and picking at me.
Xu Ping continued to say nice words: "I didn't mean that, don't worry, Master Gui Cha." He said in his heart: If you think so, there is nothing I can do about it.
When he heard what he said at the gate of the underworld, his eyes swept across the crowd, looking around for a while and then looking back.
This is to check whether we secretly smoke incense from the underworld...
A gentleman is magnanimous, show him.
"Since you are a god who kills evil spirits, I will not care about you...wait a minute." As he said that, the voice showed a bit of surprise: "Are you the cultivator who knocked on the door forcibly a few days ago?
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Knock?
Xu Ping didn't react for a while, but suddenly remembered that he and Uncle Jiu did it together when sending Dong Xiaoyu to the Gate of Hell.
Uncle Jiu's reaction was quick enough. He was shocked when he heard this and stepped forward to salute: "It is indeed true. The ghost of Dong Xiaoyu has been lingering in the world for too long. If there is any offense, please see it in Maoshan
On the face of…”
"Are you a disciple of Maoshan?"
Uncle Jiu's face lit up: "Exactly."
"so what?"
Uncle Jiu's face froze and he wanted to curse, but his desire to survive forced him to close his mouth.
The voice from the gate of the underworld continued: "Even if you, the headmaster of Maoshan, meet me, you must bow down devoutly, burn incense and kowtow."
What kind of boss is this? Xu Ping was surprised. The leader of Maoshan was not an ordinary person, and there were also many disciples of Maoshan who would work in the underworld system after their death.
Xu Ping asked tentatively: "Who are you?"
"Zhong Kui!"
Idols, they are the only ones in history who can catch ghosts and turn themselves into gods... Uncle Jiu was excited when he heard this, and he tremblingly bowed down: "Lin Jiu has seen the True Lord Dang Mo."
"Lin Jiu..." A faint voice came from the gate of the underworld, and then a voice was heard: "Isn't your name Lin Fengjiao?"
"Pfft!"
Qiu Sheng covered his mouth and laughed. The atmosphere was a bit serious at first, but he couldn't hold it back.
Uncle Jiu, who was aware of social death, glared at him with anger and glared at him without saying a word.
In the mountains and forests, with the master and apprentice making trouble, the tense atmosphere disappeared.
Xu Ping also laughed.
"That's all, since it's about killing evil and destroying demons, I won't care about it anymore..." Zhong Kui pondered for a moment and continued: "You have done this good deed for the world, so you should be given some rewards."
"No, it's our job as practitioners to support justice." Uncle Jiu said impassionedly and resonantly.
Xu Ping was stunned for a moment, okay, there is a reward anyway, it should be received soon.
Before Qiu Sheng and Mr. Lin had time to smile, they suddenly froze, with question marks on their faces.
You are noble and great, but don’t take us with you!
Zhong Kui ignored Uncle Jiu and said directly: "The gate to the underworld is about to close. You must tell me about the reward quickly."
His words are equally indisputable.
Mr. Lin stepped forward, cupped his hands, and asked excitedly: "Sir Zhenjun, I would like to ask, how long is your lifespan?"
"I've never seen you be so direct. If you were someone else, you'd be giving away the secret."
"Uh..." Mr. Lin heard something in his words and asked again: "I hate the heat, how many hardships will I have to suffer?"
"More than four times..."
This is more than enough, which is very intriguing... Mr. Lin had mixed feelings in his heart. After thanking him, he stepped aside and said nothing.
Seeing Mr. Lin retreating, Qiu Sheng couldn't wait to ask: "Grandpa Zhenjun, my name is Qiu Sheng, can I be rich and powerful in this life?"
Is this going to trouble Zhenjun? Xu Ping was speechless. Just ask me. Anyway, it doesn’t look like he is destined to be rich and noble.
"It will be difficult without the help of noble people!" Zhong Kui said it instantly, but his answer seemed ambiguous.
"Fengjiao, what about you?"
Uncle Jiu trembled for a moment, then asked thoughtfully: "I would like to know when there will be no demons in the world?"
Zhong Kui sighed: "If you can't see through it, let's change it."
Uncle Jiu thought for a long time and shook his head: "I don't seem to need any reward."
"Forget it, you will be responsible for the issuance of the underworld coins in the underworld!" After saying that, Zhong Kui joked: "This is a fat job, and it's just for Maoshan's sake."
Uncle Jiu was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Yes, thank you Zhenjun!"
Finally, everyone's eyes turned to Xu Ping.
"And you?"
"You deserve the biggest reward."
Hearing Zhong Kui's words, Xu Ping shook his head and said leisurely: "I don't need your reward either..."
I really can’t tell whether it’s good or bad to know the time of my own death.
Whether you are rich or not is only in your own hands, why bother asking others.
When will there be no demons in the world? Soon!
Becoming a non-staff member of the underworld is not as good as the fragrance of wandering clouds and wild cranes.
Besides, the rewards you give are definitely not as much as those given by plug-ins.
Zhong Kui's voice fell silent, and the next moment, a token was thrown from the gate of the underworld.
Xu Ping reached out to take it and took a look. The token was pointed at the top and bottom. It was dark and he didn't know what material it was made of.
There is one word written on the front: Edict.
On the back, there is a human figure carved with a leopard head and eyes, an iron face and curvy temples, holding a sharp sword.
So ugly...Xu Pingxin said.
"This is my ghost-catching order. Anyone who holds this order will be given some face by the local city gods." Zhong Kui said.
Great... I am worried about how I will explain it to the City God in the future.
Xu Ping thanked him: "Thank you so much, Zhenjun."
Just as I was bowing, my eyes filled with mist, and the Yin-Yang illustration appeared.
Kill the Evil God: Wutong God.
Reward: Divine Deed.
A blue book came to mind. When I opened the title page, there were a few big words on it.
I bet with the gods that your heart will be moved for a moment!
What comes to mind is the method of using the divine contract.
This is a unilateral contract. The person signing the contract signs his or her name and date of birth. If the contract is violated, the person will be destroyed in an instant.
Moreover, the objects of the contract are not only people, but also gods.
…
There was a flash of black light in the sky, and the door to the underworld was about to close.
Finally, a divine light shot out from it, surrounding Xu Ping's willow sword and tempering it.
The sword body is restrained in color and sharp.
Suppressing the joy in his heart, Xu Pingping did not change his expression, saluted towards the closed door of the underworld, and thanked him again: "Thank you, Zhenjun. Please go slowly and I won't send you off."
The door of the underworld closed for a moment, then suddenly closed.
Uncle Jiu taught: "Xiao Xu, you must be polite to the real king."
Xu Ping said: "I'm quite polite."
Qiu Sheng interrupted and asked: "Master, who do you think my noble person is?"
Mr. Lin sighed: "It's not me anyway."
At this time, Gu Nianhua woke up faintly, heard everyone's voices, and looked at the three people on the field who were confused, sad, or dull, a little dazed.