Wang Yan is now in the state of expelling objects, and his ears can hear sounds within a radius of several miles. The content of the conversation between the two ghost soldiers naturally reached his ears word for word.
A hoarse voice sounded. "Did you see that that day? That bald monk's name was Moggallana. He was so awesome! Ten great masters worked together to subdue him!"
"Yeah, it almost scared me to death! Tsk tsk. But no matter how powerful he was, he was still defeated. King Qin Guang has already escorted him to heaven. The disaster he got into this time was really big. I heard
The eighteen levels of hell were opened, and eight million evil ghosts were reincarnated into the human world. Eight million new-born babies were born in the human world overnight." The voice that echoed him was high-pitched and thin, which made people feel uncomfortable.
"Well, I heard that the Emperor of Heaven was so angry that even Sakyamuni from the Western Paradise came forward. The two sides negotiated for three days and finally decided to let Moggallana be reincarnated into the human world. Anyway, the human world will be in chaos in the next few decades.
This is the number of days. The mission of Moggallana's reincarnation is to raise an army to rebel and kill the mortals who were reincarnated by eight million evil ghosts. He must kill all eight million evil ghosts before he can return to the Paradise." The hoarse voice laughed,
"Hey, the world is going to be a river of blood."
"They shouldn't have appeared in the world in the first place, so just kill them." The thin voice disagreed very much, "I heard that Sakyamuni named the reincarnation of Moggallana [Huang Chao] and gave him a Buddha song.
The verse, what does it say [When autumn comes on September 8th, when my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will be killed. The incense array will penetrate Chang'an, and the city will be covered with golden armor]. I don't know what it means?"
"Whatever, it's not our concern." The hoarse voice paused and said with a smile, "Prince Qin Guang is in trouble this time. Emperor Longyan is furious and wants to remove him from his post. Look at him going to heaven.
In front of me, my face was so gloomy that I looked like a dead mother." After saying that, he laughed.
"I won't be sullen until he dies, and he won't do it until he loses his official position." The two of them laughed for a long time, and said in doubt in their thin voices, "I heard that the person who took over the position of King Qin Guang and was in charge of the underworld was Yama Luo.
King, it’s no wonder that King Yama almost took control of the underworld last time. However, over the past hundreds of years, King Qin Guang has placed his cronies everywhere in the underworld. Most of those judges, marshals who subdued demons, and city gods were promoted by King Qin Guang.
I don’t know if I will blame King Yama for getting up?”
"King Yama is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Look at it. What if those judges and city gods are disobedient? Kill them! They will be frightened by the killing and will not dare to cause trouble. King Yama will slowly develop his own power. I don't know who will do it this time.
If you go down, who wants to be above the blue clouds?"
When Wang Yan heard this, the two people's voices suddenly stopped. The hoarse voice was full of trembling. "Yan...Yan...Yan...Yan...Jun...Jun..."
A majestic voice sounded. "Open the door to the prison."
"Yes, yes!" After a sound of clanging iron chains, Wang Yan's front went dark. A few ghost soldiers came in first, and then came Yan Jun, who had a face like the bottom of a pot and was completely black.
King of Yama.
Sun Sanba, who was resting in the corner when he saw King Yama coming in, was so frightened that he knelt on the ground like sifting chaff and kowtowing like pounding garlic.
"My lord, forgive me, forgive me, I...I...I...I..."
His lips were trembling and he could not utter a complete sentence. King Yama did not even look at Sun Sanba. From the moment he came in, his eyes were always on Wang Yan, as if he wanted to see through him.
"How did you do it?" King Yama suddenly said this.
Wang Yan didn't understand. "What?"
King Yama stared at him deeply for a moment, "How did you fight that weirdo for three hundred rounds without losing?"
Wang Yan suddenly realized. He sneered, "I wanted to do it, and I did it. My swordsmanship has been refined over time, and it's extraordinary. Although he is much more powerful than me, he doesn't use real power, and only relies on stick skills to kill me.
Suppress it, that’s not easy either.”
King Yama was silent for a while. Then he waved his hand and said, "You guys go out first."
As if he had been pardoned, Sun Sanba crawled out of the prison. After leaving the prison, he did not dare to leave. He just stayed outside the prison, breathing heavily.
"Why did King Yama come to see this kid? To kill him with his own hands? To send him to the Heavenly Punishment Palace? To kick him into the beast's path?"
Sometimes he was thinking wildly, and sometimes he was looking into the prison, trying to hear what was going on, but he couldn't hear anything.
After two hours that passed like a year, King Yama finally walked out of the heavenly prison.
Sun Sanba was startled, straightened his clothes, and was about to go up to him and flatter him. When he was thinking about what to say to make King Yama remember him, he suddenly saw Wang Yan also walking out of the heavenly prison.
He couldn't help but stay there. Then, his hands started to tremble.
He knew he was finished.
"Then just follow what I just said." King Yama looked at Wang Yan. "Three days ago, there was a great battle in the underworld. Countless bull heads and horse faces, black and white, and Wu Chang died unexpectedly. Many of my generals also died. You are very powerful. From today on, you will be in charge.
In the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions of the Underworld, there are two thousand bull heads and horse faces, and two thousand black and white impermanence."
"Okay." Wang Yan did not salute, but accepted the order calmly.
"If there's nothing else, go get ready now." King Yama turned around and left.
Sun Sanba knelt on the ground, kowtowing continuously, and almost knocked his head to pieces. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Yan's feet moving past him, and he was secretly happy. "As expected of Da Yuelao's disciple, your Excellency has a large number of
.I offended him before, but he didn't pursue it. Huh, this is nothing but a big deal, it's just a way to win people's hearts. He is rich now, and he wants others to see that he is a person who doesn't blame anyone. He will definitely serve as an errand under him.
That's right. I'm just one of his pawns."
Sun Sanba was on the ground feeling sorry for himself and thinking wildly when he suddenly heard Wang Yan's voice coming from above his head.
"King Yama, I have a small request." Wang Yan said.
King Yama, who was about to leave, turned around. "What's the matter?"
Wang Yan smiled and said, "This jailer offended me before. I consider myself not a magnanimous person. I can't repay evil with kindness, I can only repay evil with straightness. He offended me, and I won't let him feel better. I see him like this
People are also a disaster in the underworld, and they cannot be reincarnated in the human world to harm others."
Sun Sanba's body was shaking like a convulsion, and he couldn't control it no matter what.
Wang Yan's voice was as cold as the cold wind of winter.
"Let him be reborn in the animal realm and be a cockroach for the rest of his life."
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The Hall of Juhun in the underworld, the "Dou" camp.
The bull-headed horse face of the underworld, black and white, is divided into the character part of [Lin], the character part of [Bing], the character part of [Dou], the character part of [Zhe], the character part of [Jiu], the character part of [Array], and the character part of [Column].
[Front] character part, [Xing] character part. These nine characters also come from the [Taoist Nine-Character Mantra] proposed by Ge Hong, one of the four great masters of Taoism. If you chant these nine-character mantra at all times, you will have hundreds of blessings for a long time.
God bless you, the sun wandering gods, night wandering gods, heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals in heaven and earth, and the yellow scarf warriors will bless those who recite the curse.
The Nine-Character Mantra has been widely spread in Nanfangbu Continent, not only by Taoist sects, but also by ordinary people. In the early years of the Tang Empire, the Nine-Character Mantra also traveled across the ocean and spread to the Fusang Kingdom in Dongsheng China.
The nine divisions are in charge of the nine states of Nanfangbuzhou, and each ministry is in charge of one state. The commander of the [Dou] tribe that Wang Yan took over was killed in the battle when Moggallana broke into the underworld. King Yama did not have many close followers, and he did not want to use Qin
The people left by King Guang supported Wang Yan to take over the Douzi Department.
The jurisdiction of the Douzi Department happens to be centered around Fuliang City. Wang Yan had mixed feelings after learning about this situation. He and Lin Shijian parted ways near Fuliang City, and they were full of strange feelings for this place.
Today is the first day that Wang Yan takes over the Dou Zi Department.
He put on his official uniform and entered the main camp of the Douzi Department in the Hall of Soul-Guarding without hesitation, only to find that there were only a few dozen bull-headed and horse-faced figures and black and white Wuchang in the camp, and the rest of the Soul-Keeping Envoys were missing.
"It should be the time of the twelfth lunar month. Now it's the twelfth hour of the twelfth lunar month, but only a hundred of the 4,000 soul-binding envoys have come. What do you want?" Wang Yan was furious.
Zi hour is midnight, and Chou hour is an hour after midnight. Officials and soldiers in the human world need to do the same on time every day. The same goes for ghost soldiers in the ghost world and immortal officials in the heaven. Therefore, many people who practice Tao are awarded official positions by the heaven.
But he doesn't want to do it. He would rather be a wandering crane and travel around the world freely.
"Sir, that monk made a big fuss three days ago. The young men were killed and injured. Of the four thousand brothers, less than a hundred were left dead. You just have to make do with it."
A cow head leaning on the corner of the barracks snorted, looked at Wang Yan sideways, and said in a frivolous tone.
When Wang Yan heard this, his brows twisted into the character "Chuan". Before he took office, he went to King Yama to learn the details. Although the leader of the Dou Zi Department died in the battle, the rest of the bull-headed and horse-faced black and white impermanent people did not die much.
What the bullhead said now was clearly not to take him seriously and to fool him at will.
Wang Yan glanced around and found that not only the bull head, but also the other horse faces, Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang, were looking at him with bad intentions. The eyes of the soul restrainers were either mocking, disdainful, or
It's disgust, curiosity, or schadenfreude.
They are indeed displeased with Wang Yan. Almost all members of this [Dou Zi Department] are direct soldiers of King Qin Guang, and the leader of the Dou Zi Department is said to be the godson of King Qin Guang. It can be said that this force only
He served King Guang of Qin. King Qin Guang was deposed by the Heavenly Court and ordered to go to Huangquan Cliff deep in the underworld to meditate on his past. He could not come out for three hundred years. The direct line of King Qin Guang was naturally full of enthusiasm for the successor King Yama and his subordinates.
hostility.
Thinking of this, Wang Yan's frown relaxed. He sneered, slowly drew out the Qinghong Sword from his waist, and walked towards the bull head that had fooled him before.
"What are you going to do?" Niutou asked alertly when he saw the sword in Wang Yan's hand.
"You are just a little bullhead who is in the early stage of exorcism. He dares to confront his boss and is lawless!" Wang Yan shouted, "Today is my first day in office, and you openly contradict me. I can't keep you!"
With a "click", the Qinghong Sword passed by, and a head as big as a bull's head rolled down from the body.
His head rolled down, but he was not dead yet. His eyes were wide open, and he shouted with grief and anger, "You are a bad god, a black charcoal head. You were born with a bad life, but you got shit luck, and now you are like a dog."
He is showing off his power like this. Brothers, chop him down!"
Wang Yan stepped forward, stepped on the bull's head several times, and stamped several times with his feet. How powerful was Wang Yan now? When he stepped on the bull's head, he was immediately stunned and could no longer speak.
"Chop him!"
The remaining soul-killers in the camp were all furious. The Niu Tou who spoke was also quite prestigious among them. Now that they saw him die tragically at the feet of this black charcoal head, everyone felt the same hatred.
Anyway, they are not very convinced by King Yama. This black charcoal head looks stunned at first glance. It is impossible to give them a good look in the future. It is better to beat him to death with random punches today. King Yama has no choice but to continue.
Send a new one.
In addition to Wang Yan and the soul-stricken bull head, there were also a hundred bull heads, horse faces, black wuchangs, and white wuchangs present. All of these soul restrainers were in the realm of expelling objects, and their combat power was not bad. They saw that Wang Yan was
He is at the peak of his ability to drive things away, but he is not afraid at all.
If a hundred soul-binding masters in the realm of expelling objects fight against Wang Yan, who is in the peak realm of expelling objects, they will win no matter how powerful they are. No matter how powerful Wang Yan is, the gap in realm cannot be erased. A cultivator in the realm of seizing the body can't erase it.
It may be possible to deal with thirty cultivators in the realm of expelling objects at the same time, but a cultivator in the realm of expelling objects, even if his cultivation level is at the peak of expelling objects and the techniques he uses are extremely ruthless, can barely deal with seven or eight cultivators of the same realm at the same time.
Cultivators.
If one hundred of them attack at the same time, Wang Yan will definitely die.
Wang Yan looked at the chaotic camp and the Soul Binding Masters who were rushing towards him from all directions. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile.
He raised his sword and was shocked. "You think you can defeat me with more people? Let me show you how I can defeat a hundred of them with one strike!" dd