Judge Cui was beheaded by Wang Yan with a hundred steps of sword. After his soul was gone, the small bone jade staff fell from the air, and Wang Yan grabbed it in his hand.
The bone jade staff is exquisitely made, and the bone jade tentacles are warm. Holding it in your hand, waves of cool yin rush into Wang Yan's body, making him feel indescribably comfortable. The small skull on the end of the staff is now frowning, with lips and teeth
Close tightly.
"This green poisonous mist is very powerful. I have to study it later." Wang Yan put the bone jade staff into his sleeve. He looked around and shouted, "Who else wants to
Rebel, all stand up! Better than the sword in my hand, I will immediately leave the position of commander and let you slaughter me!"
The whole place was silent, and no one answered. There were sixty or seventy bull-headed and horse-faced people in the place, and their black and white faces were full of shock.
Wang Yan fought against a hundred people by himself, and killed and wounded more than thirty people. This record had frightened them. However, what made them even more frightened was the momentum Wang Yan showed.
That decisiveness in killing, without hesitation, killing when asked, treating life as nothing but indifference. This temperament really scared them.
The consequences of offending such a person are obvious, that is, death without a burial place.
Some timid bull-headed and horse-faced people trembled. No one dared to speak, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
Wang Yan took a deep breath and nodded with satisfaction. To be honest, he is not the kind of person who is naturally indifferent, nor is he a murderer who kills people without blinking an eye. He is not good enough to be completely indifferent to life. But he is even more
Understand that in this world, the weak will prey on the strong. If you are weak, others will beat you or bully you. Only if you are ruthless enough, others will be afraid of you and respect you.
The rules of this world are so ridiculous and so realistic. Although Wang Yan disdains these rules, he has to act according to them in order to achieve his own goals.
If you want to be born in the world, you must first learn to be in the world. This is also the cultivation principle of Taoism and Buddhism. Wang Yan has reached this state without knowing it.
"No one comes out?" Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction, "I gave you the opportunity and right to resist me. If no one comes out, I will assume that you have surrendered to me." His thin lips pursed,
"Now, I order you to gather the remaining three thousand Soul Holders! Gather in this hall in an hour! The sixty-six of you will be in charge of the sixty-six streets of Fengdu City! Which one?
There is one less soul-gatherer in the street, please come and see me!"
He held the Ghost King's Order in his left hand and the Qinghong Sword in his right hand. He was sitting on the throne in the middle of the military camp. He really had the aura of a hegemon commanding the world.
"Yes!" All the soldiers were trembling with fear and did not dare to disobey. They exited the military camp one after another and ran towards Fengdu City.
"Dad, we are here!" The zombie boy's crisp voice sounded. Wang Yan looked up and saw the zombie boy and Beidou Sword Slave leading two calm-looking ghosts in.
Of these two Yin ghosts, one is a thin young man with a gaunt face, and the other is a burly man like an iron tower, holding a mace in his hand.
"Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu have met the commander-in-chief!" The young man and the iron tower man saluted Wang Yan respectfully. Wang Yan hurriedly helped them up, "There is no need to be polite. I have to maintain my dignity in front of outsiders, but not to my own people.
If you two hadn't fought tooth and nail to protect me last time, I might have been in some trouble."
These two Yin ghosts are the Jiang family brothers among the six Yin soldiers hired by Wang Yan when the Yan family's third elder broke into the underworld three years ago. When the Yan family's third elder and Wang Yan's group met the Asura army at the sea of blood,
At that time, the rest of the Yin soldiers were frightened. Only these two brothers were calm and guarded loyally beside Wang Yan, which impressed Wang Yan deeply.
Jiang Wen, a skinny young man, is the elder brother, and he has the fate of "ever-changing"; Jiang Wu, the iron-tower-like man, is the younger brother, and has the fate of "tyrannical".
After not seeing each other for three years, Jiang Wen has also reached the early stage of expelling objects, while Jiang Wu has reached the peak state of possession. This also depends on the strange destiny of the two. Jiang Wu's [Crazy Overlord] destiny is quite suitable for fighting.
, during the three years he served as a Yin soldier, he did not know how many death battles he had gone through, and countless breakthroughs were made during battles; Jiang Wen's "ever-changing" is even more mysterious and unpredictable.
Wang Yan looked at Jiang Wen and felt as if there was a light layer of mist covering his body, hiding his true body. With Wang Yan's ability, he could only see through 70% to 80% of the young man's appearance, and his heart moved slightly.
"Are you two brothers determined to follow me in the future?" Wang Yan said with a smile, "I am still a fledgling, and I don't know what I will be like in the future. Maybe King Yama will kick me away after he has finished with me. You guys
If you want to follow me, you have to think clearly."
"Don't worry, Commander-in-Chief, my two brothers have thought very clearly!" Iron Tower Dahan Jiang Wuwen said angrily, "When I first met the Commander-in-Chief three years ago, I felt that the Commander-in-Chief was not an ordinary person. At that time, the Commander-in-Chief was just a human being.
He is in the state of being possessed by the Yin God, but he is playing tricks on three old men who are in the realm of exorcism. With this courage and ability, he is worthy of my following. My brother has the same thought."
Jiang Wen nodded slightly but said nothing.
"Okay!" Wang Yan waved his hand, feeling very comfortable. "Then you two will be my guards and soldiers! If I become successful in the future, you will be the first to be promoted!"
Jiang Wu grinned widely and smiled happily. Jiang Wen smiled slightly and didn't say much. The two of them stood behind Wang Yan, one on the left and the other on the right, and acted as personal soldiers in a serious manner.
"Daddy, daddy, she and I have been fighting for the past few days, and the outcome has never been decided, but she is finally willing to talk to me!" The zombie boy pointed proudly at the Beidou Sword slave standing behind him. Beidou Sword
When the slave saw Wang Yan looking at him, his face turned red and he turned his head away.
Wang Yan looked at the Beidou Sword Slave's naked body and frowned. "Tianshi Dao is really stingy. He made a Sword Slave, but he couldn't even give you clothes to wear. That's all, you don't belong to Zhang Lingxu now, but
It belongs to me. I will dress it up for you so that you don’t take it out later and others will scold me. Wang Yan treated his subordinates badly and didn’t even prepare any clothes for you."
He poured his true energy into the Qinghong Sword, and the Qinghong Sword appeared as wisps of mist as light as thin threads. Looking carefully, this mist turned out to be composed of thousands of sword qi that were thinner than embroidery needles.
.The Beidou Sword Slave looked awe-inspiring when he saw Wang Yan's ability to move the sword into silk.
Wang Yan's mastery of swordsmanship has now reached a level of proficiency. In his hands, the invisible and qualityless sword energy can be transformed into the form of all things, and it is not difficult to turn it into silk thread.
After a moment, a palace dress as light as feathers, dignified and elegant took shape in Wang Yan's hands. With a snap of his fingers, the palace dress composed of sword intent was draped on the Beidou Sword Slave. The Beidou Sword Slave was overjoyed and lala
The belt and sleeves are lifted up, looking left and right, they are very novel.
"Dad, I don't see that you still have this skill. Even if you are not a Yue Lao, you can open a tailor shop in Fengdu City in the future." The zombie boy said with a smile. He is the product of corpse energy and rotten corpses, so it stands to reason that
Yin is said to be vicious and dehumanizing, but for some reason, after staying with Wang Yan for a long time, it becomes more and more naive, just like an ordinary seven or eight-year-old kid in the world.
"Dad, this ghost stick is really fun, give it to me!" The zombie boy's eyes lit up when he saw the bone jade stick in Wang Yan's sleeve, and then his saliva flowed down. He pulled on Wang Yan's sleeve and begged in vain.
road.
"Huh? Can you feel its breath?" Wang Yan asked curiously.
The zombie boy scratched his head and chuckled, "I am composed of the most pure corpse energy. What a coincidence, so is this ghost staff. I can communicate with it. It was refined by an ancient sect that was good at using poison.
The magic weapon that came out is called [Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor Staff], which can emit all kinds of corpse gas, miasma gas, and five poisonous gases. It is extremely powerful. In its heyday, even the ordinary immortals in heaven would feel swollen when attacked by this poisonous gas.
It takes a long time to recover. Ordinary mortal cultivators will immediately turn into a pile of pus and blood as soon as they are attacked by this poison. However, this Ten Thousand Poison Staff seems to have been sealed for a long time, and its power has been greatly reduced after it was reunearthed."
"I see." Wang Yan nodded, "I think Judge Cui deducted it from the poor ghost who was about to be reincarnated, or he got lucky and picked it up somewhere."
The zombie boy played with the Ten Thousand Poison Corpse Emperor Staff and couldn't put it down. "Dad, let me use corpse energy to practice it every day. After decades or hundreds of years, I might be able to restore a few percent of its strength."
"Okay, here you go." Wang Yan thought for a while, and realized that the Corpse King Staff would indeed be most effective in the hands of a zombie boy.
He opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly bursts of noisy footsteps came from outside the military camp. Wang Yan counted on his fingers and found that an hour had passed. It seemed that the black and white impermanence who had deliberately not come before heard the news.
Some of Wang Yan's ferocious remarks made him rush over in a hurry.
Thousands of black and white Wu Chang were crowded together in the barracks, and there were many ghosts. They looked at Wang Yan anxiously, wondering how this damn black charcoal head was going to punish them.
The soul-binding envoys originally thought that Wang Yan was just a brat. Even if he got the appreciation of King Yama, how big of a stir could he cause? But now, they found that they seemed to be wrong, and the wrong was a bit outrageous.
Wang Yan is not only not a weakling, but a hard nut to crack.
"Jiang Wen, Jiang Wu, sealed the gate!"
Wang Yan gave an order, and the two brothers Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu responded like thunder and locked the door of the Douzibu barracks tightly.
"What is he going to do? Why is the door closed?"
"Are you planning to kill us all here?"
"Hmph, he only has four or five people over there. No matter how powerful he is, he wants to kill three or four thousand of us soul restrainers by himself? In his dream, he thinks he is Moggallana!"
The soul restrainers couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Wang Yan was selling in the gourd, and they started talking about it one after another.
"Shut up, everyone!" Wang Yan shouted sharply, and all the soul restrainers were as silent as cicadas. They did not dare to speak anymore, and the entire hall suddenly became quiet.
Wang Yan was sitting on the throne, looking around, his eyes scanning the faces of the three to four thousand Soul Holders one by one. Their expressions ranged from confusion, fear, anger, disdain, and confusion.
Wang Yan's loud voice echoed in the hall.
"I know you are dissatisfied with me becoming the leader of the Douzi Department. It doesn't matter if you are dissatisfied. I will slowly convince you." He smiled. "You just showed off your power to me. Now, it's my turn to show off your power to you."
It’s time.”
"When King Qin Guang was in power, the underworld was in chaos. You also had many collusions with the monastic sects in the world. When the disciples of the monastic sects who did not have enough cultivation died early, they would contact you and use treasures to bribe their disciples.
Return to the sun again. When the children of those rich and noble families died, they burned a lot of paper money for you so that they could arrange a good place for their children. Do you think that others don’t know about these situations? "
Wang Yan sneered, "The first thing that King Yama has to do when he takes office is to eliminate the poison in the underworld and restore purity to the ghost world. I also agree with his measures and that's why I cooperate with him. Today, my rectification will start from
Let's start internally. As far as I know, none of the soul-gatherers in the Douzi Department seem to be innocent. Who dares to say that he has never received a bribe, has not done anything for others, and has no shit on his butt? Take a step forward.
,stand out!"
There was silence in the main hall.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said a word, and no one stood up.
As a Soul Holder, you have many opportunities to interact with mortals. Those monks and powerful people in the world often find ways to bribe Soul Holders in order to extend their lifespan.
In history, there was a bold and sinister spirit master who accepted benefits from a man named Peng Zu, secretly sneaked into the Palace of Life and Death, and changed Peng Zu's lifespan on the life and death book to 800 years. That Peng Zu lived to be 800 years old.
.Yan Jun did not notice this at that time.
Later, when Pengzu's life span was over, his soul returned to the underworld, and finally showed his flaws and became a joke in the three realms. King Yan was so angry that he sent the daring soul-binding agent to the bottom of hell eighteen times, and he could not come out until the destruction of heaven and earth.
Accepting bribes from mortals to extend their lifespan has always been a taboo in the underworld, but driven by interests, this matter has always been forbidden. Especially when dynasties change, all life is in ruins, the world is in chaos, and people
The cycle of life and death has also become chaotic.
Almost all of the Soul Holders present had shit on their butts, and no one dared to stand up. Moreover, if you stand up now, it would be equivalent to drawing a clear line between you and your colleagues. No one wants to be the one who stands out.
Wang Yan waited for a long time, and when no one came out, he smiled and said, "In this case, it means that all of you have something to say. I know that you are unwilling to say it yourself, so it doesn't matter, I will say it for you."
He told Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu, "Clean up the room next to it and place a hundred tables and chairs."
After a while, the matter was done. Wang Yan pointed to the room on his right. "You go in in groups, one hundred people in each group. I will give you pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and you will expose the secrets of your colleagues without signing their names."
Illegal acts. The more you expose, the safer you will be. In the end, I selected a hundred Soul Holders who committed the most heinous crimes and chopped off their heads. Of course, if you don’t write or write randomly, the Qinghong Sword in my hand will
None of them agreed. If anyone wants to try whether his neck is stronger or my sword is stronger, feel free to come."
Wherever the sword energy of the Qinghong Sword passed, a huge crack with a depth of one foot immediately appeared on the floor of the hall.
Wang Yan turned his gaze, looked at the soul restrainers in front of him, made an invitation gesture, and said with a smile, "Everyone, please."