Reward and punishment envoy

The suzerain is just and strict, so of course he doesn't want this kind of oppression to happen in the sect, so he is in a dilemma.

Hearing that the old man knew the suzerain, he had an idea and came up with a solution.

"Owner, do you think this is okay?"

"This matter is caused by these boys, and it is necessary for them to be punished."

"As for the other people who were implicated, heavy punishment is too unfair, and light punishment is meaningless."

"It just so happens that these boys are being punished, and the mission of the Escort Bureau cannot be completed. Aren't the few in your hall also have to do the mission, why don't you go to the Escort instead of them?"

Hearing this, the suzerain was moved. This idea is really good. Following the Golden Knife Escort Bureau, safety can be guaranteed, and everyone can learn some experience.

"What do you say?"

The suzerain put away his smile and looked at Uncle Yun and the others seriously.

"Okay, although I don't want to go darts with the people from the Golden Knife Escort Bureau, but this is a punishment, so I can only admit it."

Kong Nan was ecstatic when he got the chance to deliver the darts he had been longing for, but on the surface he pretended to reluctantly accept it arrogantly.

"Haha, alright, although Nan'er is from a family of Escorts, the others may not be clear about the procedures of the Escorts, so please invite a few of you to live in the Escorts temporarily and familiarize yourself with the business of the Escorts. There just happens to be an Escorts departure the day after tomorrow."

Wen old master wanted to establish a good relationship with the Hanlan Guild Hall, so that Kong Nan, who liked to walk the darts, completely gave up the idea of ​​revitalizing the Nine-hole Escort.

In this way, Uncle Yun and the others lived in the Golden Knife Escort Bureau, and Du Yuan could practice his own exercises with peace of mind.

Three days later, Du Yuan finally divided the stones and upgraded the exercises.

Du Yuan
Innate constitution: good fortune of heaven and earth

Spirit root: thousands of ways

Basic Skills: All Things Born (Xuan Dian)
Cultivation: Hundred Tribulations Period (Early)

Innate skills: five spirits are immortal (bronze body iron fist has evolved from many body training techniques, only five spirits can be cultivated, the more attributes a practitioner possesses, the stronger the defense)

Martial arts: Collapsing Mountain Flame Dragon Claw (sacred skill in melee combat), Hetian Shrinking Ground (combined with the technique of shrinking the ground and sound cloth, the Holy Grade Light Kung Fu), Wrathful Eye King Kong Jue (sacred skill), Shrouding the Sky (sacred skill), Five Spirit Swordsmanship (Xuan Dian), Cicada Crying Technique (Holy Merit).

Du Yuan's various martial arts skills have made great progress, and almost all of them have become holy skills, but the swordsmanship has always been almost meaningless, and none of the holy skills have appeared.

According to Hanzu, for a sword user, one must cultivate the sword intent, cultivate the sword heart, build the sword body, unite the sword and man, and use the sword to prove the Tao, which requires talent and perseverance.

For a person like Du Yuan who is frizzy and has no feelings for swords, it is difficult to achieve great swordsmanship.

After Du Yuan heard this, he snorted. He thought it was a weapon. Lao Tzu's fist was hard enough. A fist is a weapon, and there is no need to use a sword.

This pissed Hanzu off, and he scolded him that a rotten wood cannot be carved, so he went back to the Immortal Mansion and ignored Du Yuan.

As a result, Du Yuan had no chance to ask for some pills, so he had to go to the underworld to arrange for his subordinates to enter the world.

Inland has no objection to ghost cultivators seizing their homes. After all, most monks are above the Hundred Tribulations period, and at least ghost cultivators of the Underworld Stage are required to seize their homes.

A ghost cultivator goes to the Underworld, and only when he is full will he go to seize the house.

The remaining targets for looting are children and mortals who have not yet grown up.

There is no need to think about the child, either being heavily protected by the family, or being turned into a mortal after birth.

And it is not easy to become a ghost cultivator in the inland. Nether Cave has set up soul-calling banners in ghost markets all over the country.

For the dead, after the three souls and seven souls leave the body, they will be attracted by the soul-calling banner. As long as the soul does not withstand the suction, it will be taken into the banner and turned into the purest yin power to supply the ghost cultivation in the Nether Cave.

Therefore, if there is no special reason for ghost cultivators, they will not take away mortals, and it will cause no one to check whether mortals are the ones who take away.

This couldn't be better for Du Yuan.

Hanlan Guild Hall needs more and more manpower, and Wang Yu will not let his people stay at the bottom.

And if the bottom layer is all Wang Yu's people, doesn't that mean the top layer is all empty?

Therefore, Du Yuan needs to go to other places and let his ghost cultivators take over those mortals who can't survive to become the low-level employees of the guild hall.

Hell.

Ever since Du Yuan went inland, every time he came to the underworld, he never went to other places except Wangxiang Terrace.

The underworld is changing with each passing day, and it is no longer what it used to be.

The only constant is the endless darkness outside the building.

Du Yuan floated above the underworld, looking at the city below with tall buildings and intricate streets, he couldn't tell which was which.

I had no choice but to lock onto Yan Zu and teleport over there.

In Hades Hall, there are still a few swaying green soul lamps, illuminating the empty hall, a writing table, an armchair, and an old man with a strong figure and lonely eyes, correcting the memorial.

"Yuan'er is not filial, I made you work hard."

Du Yuan's voice was choked with sobs, he knelt beside Yan Zu, and kowtowed heavily in salute.

"Yuan'er, good boy, what are you doing?"

Yan Zu was startled by the sudden voice, saw that it was Du Yuan, and hurriedly got up to help him.

"Sit down and let me talk on my knees, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

Du Yuan pushed Yan Zu back to his seat, saying that only in this way can he feel better.

"You! What's wrong with me being the King of Hades here? You really don't have to."

Yan Zu understood Du Yuan's heart, so he sat down with a wry smile, and put Du Yuan's hand in his own.

"If it's not bitter, why are you still alone, in such a huge underworld, don't you see someone who can accompany you?"

After the ghost cultivator has achieved the yin body, it will be the original body, and Du Yuan can tell at a glance that Yan Zu has not lost his virginity until now.

"Haha, you boy, don't you think that everyone is like you and can't live without women?"

"When the old man was alive, he lost interest in women."

"By the way, when it comes to women, you're not that simple. Those thirteen beautiful concubines in the harem, you're so heartless to let them die until now?"

Yan Zu obviously changed the topic, but Du Yuan could only follow along.

"Hey, you know me well. If the wives hadn't been found yet, I'm afraid I would have swallowed them long ago with the grass growing on my head."

Du Yuan had nothing to hide from Yan Zu, so he stated the reasons bluntly.

"Well, it seems that our old Du family's long-term love has been passed on to you."

"Forget it, let's go. Since we're here, we can't touch them. We always have to accompany them. We, grandparents and grandchildren, go to them and talk again."

Yan Zu pulled Du Yuan and was about to go out, making Du Yuan baffled.

Soon, Yan Zu brought Du Yuan to a building.

I saw that on the plaque in front of the door, there were three big characters "Concubine laughing" written with iron paintings and silver hooks, which seemed to be Cai Xiang's handwriting.

The building is thirteen stories high, and the top of the building seems to be connected to a misty waterfall. Outside the gate on the ground floor, you can hear the roar of the water flowing down three thousand feet.

"Where is this?"

Du Yuan looked at Yan Zu suspiciously.

"You and I change our appearance, just go in."

Yan Zu said something meaningful, and waved his hand to change his appearance, turning into a crooked old man with bleeding from seven holes and gray and messy hair.

Du Yuan didn't know his intentions, but he also turned into a mediterranean thin middle-aged man with an unshaven beard.

When the two entered the pavilion, they saw Cai's thirteen gold hairpins sitting in front of a stage, drinking tea, eating nuts and watching performances on the stage.

"Hey, you two blind ghosts, do you know where this is, just go in?"

A servant stopped Du Yuan and Yan Zu with an extremely arrogant attitude.

"The two of us heard that this place is a magical place, whether it's reincarnation, or becoming an official in the underworld, you can do it."

Yan Zu bowed his hands in a low voice, Du Yuan was taken aback for a while.

"Of course, this is the concubine's smile. That's where the palace master's thirteen concubines belong. As long as you can make the master amused, you can do whatever you want!"

The boy said with joy and pride, as if he had such supernatural powers.

But Du Yuan was not in the mood to listen at all, he was already burning with anger.

Because a man is doing a pole striptease on the stage, and almost only a fig leaf is left on his body.