"Meet the Immortal! Thank you for your hard work, Immortal." Before the clouds descended in front of the city gate, a group of senior officials from the Yin Division hurriedly came forward to pay their respects. Even though these envoys from the Taoist Court were pitifully weak, their identity and status In the Yin Division, they are all immortals, and they are the ones that the senior officials of the Yin Division need to look up to.
This is inevitable. These envoys are all appointed by Qinglong Tianzun. In other words, they are the imperial envoys of the Taoist court, the highest ranking officials.
"No need, Pindao is here just to welcome the immortal people, but my lords have worked hard."
A person stepped out from the golden cloud. He was wearing a black and yellow Taoist robe. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to Yang Chenyu, but this Taoist was Yang Zitao.
Because the spirits were too ugly and not suitable for the environment outside the Taoist court, Yang Chenyu had no choice but to extract capable disciples from Qinglong Taoism to be used as messengers.
"There are first, second, and third generation inner disciples among them, which can be regarded as a rare experience.
"You're welcome, the Immortal. We have received great favor from the Heavenly Lord and are able to take charge of the underworld. We have nothing to repay, except for the liver and brain."
Seeing that Yang Zitao was young but spoke with great respect for the senior officials of the Underworld, the judges couldn't help but smile on their faces and were humbled again and again.
After the two sides exchanged a few words, the judges invited the Taoist envoy to the banquet.
This kind of human relationship is normal, even if it is the underworld, it is inevitable. Yang Zitao then nodded in agreement.
The banquet was not held in the government office. Following the orders from the judges, the ghost servants immediately set up tables and stools outside the city gate, and wisps of yin energy drifted across the table. Immediately, sumptuous dishes appeared on the table.
A judge hurriedly invited Yang Zitao to sit down and said, "Exalted Immortal. This is a dish made from the yin grass that grows in the gap between Yin and Yang. It can be eaten by living people and ghosts. Please appreciate it by the Immortal."
Yang Zitao took the first seat, and then the judges lined up. None of the bull-headed and horse-faced dishes were served, but the immortals also took a seat.
It was the first time for Yang Zitao to see dishes from the underworld, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised. Then he stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork. Put it in your mouth and taste it carefully.
After taking the twice-cooked pork into his mouth, Yang Zitao couldn't taste it at all. It was made from the Yin meal grass, and it was no different from the twice-cooked pork fried by his mother in the Yang world.
"It just turns into a stream of cool air when it enters the throat, and the soul feels a little moisturized.
"This makes this envoy feel a little bit magical. What is the Yin meal grass? Judge, can you take it for a look?"
Yang Zitao was really impressed by the twice-cooked pork, and then he took several more dishes to eat. They are almost the same as those cooked by my mother in my memory.
After listening to the immortal's instructions, the judge took something out of his sleeve. Yang Zitao looked at it and saw that it was a small grass. Whatever dish came to his mind, it transformed into that dish. It's quite magical.
Another judge introduced with a smile: "Exalted Immortal, this thing corresponds to memory. If it is a delicacy that you have eaten, you can feel the taste. If you have not eaten it, it is like chewing dry wax. This thing can strengthen the soul, and the living person can only feel it." But it doesn¡¯t fill my stomach. It¡¯s just a taste.¡±
Yang Zitao tried it, and sure enough, some foods he had heard of and never eaten were transformed. After one bite, there was no taste at all. It was really like chewing white wax. He couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of this thing.
After thirty years of drinking, Yang Zitao stood up. When he saw Shangxian standing up, the other senior officials of the Yin Division also stood up.
Yang Zitao smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, my envoy. I have official duties and cannot stay for a long time. Farewell!"
After he finished speaking, Yang Zitao waved his hand and summoned the more than ten ghosts to his side. After checking them one by one, golden clouds appeared under his feet and flew high into the sky with the ghosts.
After a few breaths, the golden clouds disappeared, but they left the underworld and appeared high in the sky of the Yang world.
Before leaving the underworld, Yang Zitao held up a spiritual bell and protected the ghosts inside under the golden light.
Therefore, when it appears high in the sky in the Yangshi world, even if it is daytime, when the true essence of the sun sets, it will be bounced away by the golden light and cannot hurt the ghosts at all.
Looking at the earth below, those ghosts had tears in their eyes. They originally thought they would never see the scenery of the Yang world again, but they didn't expect to see it again not long after. It was not surprising that they were so excited that they burst into tears.
The golden clouds shot straight into the sky and disappeared again in the blink of an eye.
Those ghosts felt extremely novel. Following the golden clouds, they came to an endless mist.
Is this the sky? The ghosts were curious, but they didn't dare to make any sound.
I saw that the Immortal took out a portrait at this time, with a lifelike figure on it.The Taoist priest, surrounded by three green auras, bowed three times to the portrait and said, "Please, Lord Heaven!"
As the words fell, green light emitted from the portrait, wrapping the golden clouds, and then separated the chaotic energy and flew towards the Taoist court.
Seeing the curious eyes of the ghosts, Yang Zitao immediately smiled and said: "This is the energy of chaos. It is extremely heavy. It crushes everything and everything is shattered."
Having said these words, Yang Zitao took out an empty medicine bottle and threw it into the chaos.
The ghosts saw the empty medicine bottle flying into the so-called chaotic air. In the blink of an eye, they were crushed by the seemingly harmless mist, and dissipated without a trace in an instant.
Seeing this scene, the ghosts were so frightened that they all stuck out their tongues. Sure enough, the immortal did not deceive him.
Yang Zitao spreads this knowledge to them because he is worried that they will not know the importance. If any ghost is curious and runs out and reaches out to touch the mist, his mission will be failed.
Wrapped in green light, it separates the chaos.
In the distance, a piece of land wrapped in black and white air appeared in the eyes of the ghosts. It was surrounded by green air, with green trees, blooming flowers, and various pavilions.
From a distance, it looks like a fairy mansion.
Finally, the golden clouds fell on the land, the green light dispersed, and Yang Zitao put the portrait away. The three green qi inside were only slightly weakened.
If it only emits green light, the green energy will not be consumed directly, but it can be used several times more.
Yang Zitao led the group of ghosts forward, introducing them to them as he walked.
"This is Linyun Pavilion, this is Tenglong Pavilion, and this is Taihua Lake."
Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them, the ghosts were excited. Will they live in such a fairyland in the future?
At this time, as the land continues to expand, Yang Chenyu has mobilized two stars to shine on the land.
Therefore, the power of starlight in the Taoist court becomes more intense the further you go inside.
The ghosts felt the power of the cold starlight, and their whole bodies felt a warmth that enveloped them. Even their souls became stronger involuntarily.