The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, he is an existence you can't afford to mess with.
In front of the sharp-faced old ghost, the Wushamao Ghost Emperor actually reminded him like this, even with a slight threat in his tone.
Whether it is qualifications or skills, there is a huge gap between him and the sharp-faced old ghost. The pointed-faced old ghost is the old King of Hades three thousand years ago, and his ghostly aura is already connected to immortality.
And Wushamao Ghost Emperor has only been in the Eighteenth Hall of Yama for twenty years, which is like a recruit in the Yin Division.
He dared to be so condescending to the sharp-faced old ghost, which naturally aroused the anger of the sharp-faced old ghost. In his opinion, my status is not enough for him to take seriously.
So the sharp-faced old ghost sneered coldly, released his ghostly aura, suppressed the Wushamao ghost emperor, and said at the same time: "Look at your potential, the identity of a reincarnated soul boy scares you like this! This is the bottom of the Nine Netherworld, I have the final say on everything!"
"Don't say it's a reincarnated soul boy, even if the Human Emperor comes in person, I don't need to be afraid of him!"
After the sharp-faced old ghost finished speaking, the Wushamao ghost emperor shook his head and said, "Old Yama, I am Yama of the Eighteenth Palace after all, and I really offend you because of a reincarnated soul boy?"
"Then why not, what other identities does he have?" The pointed-faced old ghost said disapprovingly.
The Wushamao Ghost Emperor immediately said: "I died a hundred years ago, worked as a seducer for fifty years, and was impermanent for thirty years. Twenty years ago, I became the Eighteenth Temple Yama. Do you think it's strange, old Yama? "
The sharp-faced old ghost sneered and said: "The world has changed, it's not just about the rules. I don't care if you met Fang Sheng, or you really made amazing contributions, it's nothing in my eyes, just this can't scare me. "
The Wushamao Ghost Emperor said again: "Then the old King of Hades knows why he exists here, who is holding on to twist things?"
The sharp-faced old ghost immediately said: "Bold! There are some things that you and I are not qualified to speculate on. I only know that this is the rule of heaven, and we only need to follow the rules!"
As soon as the pointed-faced old ghost finished speaking, the Wushamao ghost emperor suddenly clasped his hands together, moved his fingers, and a blue light talisman rose from his fingertips.
As soon as the talisman came out, golden light suddenly burst out and gathered in the sky above Jiuyou, as if the light was rising from the flat ground, and the scorching sun was born.
In the Yin Division, there is no light, let alone vitality, and this golden light is not only bright, but also full of vitality. It stands to reason that it must be suppressed by the laws of the Yin and attract thunder.
But this talisman light seems to be superior to others, surpassing the laws of Yin law, not only did not attract Yin punishment, but even turned the gloomy Jiuyou into a place of light.
After a while, the green talisman and golden light dissipated, but the sharp-faced old Yama was obviously different from before. He was no longer arrogant, but became very cautious and nervous.
"Here, where did your blue sky talisman come from?" the old King of Hades asked the Wushamao Ghost Emperor with great fear.
Wushamao Ghost Emperor said: "Now you know why I can be the master of the Eighteen Halls? The master who gave me this blue sky talisman once told me that I must release this blue sky talisman at the critical moment." Talisman, protect this son to leave. Now, do you still want to stop him?"
The old King of Hades looked shocked, and looked at me in disbelief.
"It's really a mistake, okay, let's go." He said to me, and pointed me a way at the same time.
I didn't change my face and my heart didn't beat, but my heart was already extremely excited.
It is true that there is nowhere to find if you have broken through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
It's true that there are people in the sky who are easy to handle. Whether it's the world or the ghost world, the world's sophistication is really interlinked. Grandpa's methods once again horrified me.
I didn't waste any time, I said thank you, and then moved forward quickly. I didn't have much time left, and I had to find Chen Jinjia's body as soon as possible.
I didn't encounter too many twists and turns along the way, but encountered some formations, which I broke one by one. But it's not because it's really so easy to get here, but because I'm Chen Huangpi, after all, I have been to the Human Emperor, and with the help of the reincarnated soul boy's soul, it's so smooth.
A wall suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. At first glance, this wall is not very big, only three meters high, square and square. I inserted it there, blocking the way forward.
But when I wanted to go around the wall and came behind the wall, I found that the wall was actually extremely vast. His surroundings seemed to be nothingness, but in fact he couldn't get through at all.
One wall, one world, only through this wall can one come to the world behind the wall.
I immediately understood that this is the entrance to the mausoleum, and there is an enchantment here, and this wall is the boundary marker of the tomb.
I studied carefully in front of this ordinary-looking wall. At first I thought it was just an ordinary stone wall, but when I carefully identified it, I was secretly shocked.
The material of this wall?I have a sense of familiarity, so I can't help but think of the Tianji Stone left to me by my father Li Xiucai, and the piece left by my grandfather. Stone bricks that can be opened.
I was secretly startled, this wall turned out to be made of meteorite material.
I know that there have been many incidents of meteorites falling from the sky in history, and there are many records in historical materials, and in the ancient times when there were no written records, there may be more times.
Meteorites are things that fell from the sky. Modern science explains that they are the mixed product of extraterrestrial debris falling on the earth, but as a Feng Shui master, I understand that some things are definitely more mysterious than they appear on the surface.
As far as I know, in the Western Zhou Dynasty, the Great Qin Dynasty, the Great Han Dynasty and many other special hot summer years, there were large-scale meteorite events, which shows that it is no coincidence.
Meteorites are large and small, but they are often irregular and hard objects. At this time, I encountered such a regular wall with a whole body of meteorite material, which really greatly exceeded my cognition.
It's really hard for me to imagine how it was done thousands of years ago with the tools at that time, but when I think about it, although there was no advanced science at that time, there were mysterious Feng Shui masters in the fairyland above the saintly realm, everything is reasonable up.
It is not difficult to polish meteorites in the way of fairyland.
I reached out and touched this wall, trying to find a way to open it, to see what the scene was like behind the wall, and to see what the so-called ancient tomb looked like.
But no matter how hard I pushed, suppressed with spells, or corroded with ghost energy, the wall remained motionless.
Time is lost bit by bit like this. It feels like several hours have passed, and I am helpless. If this continues, I am afraid that the fake Chen Huangpi will come over.
The way forward was blocked, and Chen Jinjia's body was unknown, so I fell into a deadlock.
Just when I was at a loss, I had a flash of inspiration.
I took out the stone brick that my grandfather gave me, and it was said to be a stepping stone, a stepping stone, what if this stone brick can play a role?
I controlled the stone bricks with air, and knocked on this stone wall without a door.
'Da'.
'Da da. '
The stone bricks knocked on the hard stone wall, making a sharp and dull sound, and the surrounding area was empty, which made my heart tremble.
However, the wall still didn't respond. Just when I thought I was thinking too much, a voice suddenly sounded inside the wall.
'Boom. '
'Boom, boom. '
When I heard this voice, I felt a chill down my spine.
This is not the echo of me hitting the stone wall with stone bricks. This sound is deeper, like the sound of a fist hitting the wall.
There are people inside the wall.
Those outside the wall want to go in, and those inside want to come out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com