On the Avenue.

Chapter 405: Senior Brother and Yang Bi
In the upper world, nearly two thousand gods stood on the edge of this vast void world, each controlling their own void realm and carefully observing the movements of the outside world.

The ancestors of the thirteen families were also extremely nervous, paying attention to the movements between the void and the upper realm.

Their strength is even greater, and their magnificent magic power runs through the east, south, west and north of the upper world, forming longitude and latitude lines in the sky of the upper world.

The one who was most nervous was not them, but Yang Bi.

At this moment, he was standing on a Yin-Yang Bridge in a vast void, and under the bridge was the dawn and dusk line of the Yin-Yang worlds.

This bridge is called the Bridge of Life and Death, also known as the Fairy Bridge, which is the same as the Fairy Bridge Blessed Land in Xijing.

While the others were observing the eyes of the True God from outer space, he was staring at the twilight line between the Yin and Yang worlds. The twilight line was slightly turbulent, like ripples or leaping music, which was very charming.

He has observed this twilight line several times, and used the vibration frequency of the twilight line to calculate the frequency of space-time oscillations when the yin and yang worlds merged.

The sun is completely extinguished, and the yin and yang worlds are merging. This is a huge movement that will inevitably shake time and space!

In the past, the upper world could hide and not be detected by Despair Hill, but the fusion of the two worlds will definitely make the upper world appear. Unless all the void realms of the upper world are controlled at the same time and vibrate with this fusion, it will be possible to hide.

Yang Bi had already calculated this frequency.

But he strives for perfection and doesn't want to make any mistakes.

One wrong step could mean a catastrophic disaster for the world above.

At this moment, the eyes of the True God from outer space went out.

Yang Bi was excited: "Let's start!"

He stared at the turbulent terminator. The yin and yang worlds began to merge at the oscillating frequency, causing time and space to become turbulent as well.

"It's the same as what I calculated!"

Yang Bi heaved a long sigh and looked up towards the upper world, only to see that all his ancestors were controlling their own void realms, causing the entire upper world to sway with the swaying time and space, without revealing any flaws!

At the same time, in the two worlds of Yin and Yang, countless Heavenly Listeners looked up at the sky and the earth. The Heavenly Listeners, the Kings, and the Lords even blossomed their own ghost and god realms to the extreme, listening to all the movements in the world when the two worlds of Yin and Yang merged!
Holding paper and pen, they wrote as fast as the wind, recording what they saw and heard at the moment when the Yin and Yang worlds merged.

Soon these records were reported up the chain of command. The apostles reported to the deacons, and the deacons sorted out any anomalies and reported them to the Venerable. If there were no anomalies, a blank sheet of paper would be submitted.

The Venerable gathered and sorted out the information, filtered out the normal parts, recorded the abnormalities, and reported them to the Venerable King. The Venerable King sorted them out again and reported them to the Venerable Lord.

There are a total of 104 major regions in the Yin and Yang worlds, and each region has a master.

These lords rose into the sky almost at the same time, traveling under the stars and over the moon, and arrived at the Naihe Bridge, the place where all the rivers of the underworld converge.

This bridge spans the Forgotten River, and is vast and boundless. Many canoes of the Yin Messenger pass under the bridge.

There was a coffin hanging under the bridge, tied with chains. From time to time, it vibrated and the chains made a buzzing sound.

There was a stall on the bridge. The 104 Tianting Lords flew onto the bridge one after another, lined up and came to the stall, handing over their recorded anomalies to the stall owner one by one.

The stall owner is a young and beautiful girl with a round face, a sweet and charming smile, and a natural baby face. She is wearing colorful clothes from the Tang Dynasty. The outer garment is transparent and colorless, while the inner garment is brightly colored.

The girl was none other than Wen Wu Yu, the disciple of Despair Hill who was in charge of underworld affairs.

She quickly sorted out the information collected by the 104 Lords with terrifying efficiency. After pondering for a moment, she took out a piece of paper, stood up, and quickly walked to the bridgehead of Naihe Bridge.

Several young men stood on the bridge, looking at the rushing Forgetful River.

"Big Brother, I have sorted it out."

Wen Wu Yu presented the paper to a young man in purple with both hands. The man in purple took the paper and showed a look of surprise. He saw that the paper was empty, a white paper without any words.

The person next to him was Zhuang Wujiu, who had met Chen Shi once before. He looked at the paper in surprise and asked in confusion, "Junior Sister Wen, do you mean to say that the Thirteenth Family has not revealed any flaws?"

Wen Wu Yu said: "All the Tianting apostles, deacons, venerables, venerable kings, and venerable masters in the Yin and Yang worlds observed at the same time when the two worlds merged, and did not observe any flaws!"

The purple-clothed youth looked up at the sky with a look of interest: "Although the thirteen ancestors of the Thirteen Families are all outstanding people, they all have flaws in their personalities. Add to that the 1,967 clan leaders of all generations, and the flaws are even greater. It is impossible for them to not reveal any clues. There must be someone who guides them so that they don't reveal any flaws. This person is now leading the Thirteen Families in their confrontation with our Despair Hill."

The purple-clothed youth was the eldest brother of Despair Hill, his surname was Zhong and his given name was Wuwang. All disciples of this generation of Despair Hill had the word "Wu" in their names, with Wuwang being the first, followed by Wujiu. In addition, there were Wucheng, Wuhui, Wujiao, Wuji, Wuxie, and Wuyu.

The reason why Zhong Wuwang became the eldest senior brother was not because he joined the sect the earliest, but because he had the strongest strength.

Zhong Wuwang murmured, "He was able to find Junior Sister Wen in Xiandu, and he was able to help the Thirteenth Family avoid our search at this time. Who could this person be?"

At this moment, he seemed to notice a pair of eyes falling on him. His eyebrows raised slightly. He turned around, looked at the void behind him, and a smile appeared on his face.

The world is above the world.

Yang Bi withdrew his gaze and did not make eye contact with Wuwang.

Zhong Wuwang smiled and said, "Interesting. My fellow disciples, please quickly retreat back to the Slope of Despair."

Wen Wuyu, Zhuang Wujiu and others were puzzled.

Zhong Wuwang smiled and said, "The man from the Thirteenth Family has found us. He will definitely use all his strength to kill me! And I can also take this opportunity to find out the strength of the Thirteenth Family! You guys leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"

Everyone was shocked and left in a hurry.

Wen Wu Yu came to his stall, tidied up, and his eyes fell on one of the files. The anomaly recorded in this file came from Yinshan and was about Chen Shi's anomaly.

She said nothing, put the file away and left in a hurry.

Yang Bi came to Yuxiaotian and paid homage to the thirteen ancestors. He said in a deep voice: "My dear ancestors, I have found the visitors from Despair Hill and have locked one of them. This person must be the one who got the innate Dao fetus in Despair Hill. If we can capture him, we can learn everything about Despair Hill, even the unique skills of Despair Hill."

When these words were spoken, all thirteen ancestors were moved.

The ancestor of the Zhai family, Zhai Zhongming, asked hurriedly, "How did you find him?"

Yang Bi said in a deep voice: "I have observed the movements of the Heavenly Listeners in various places, from the Heavenly Listeners to the Deacons, to the Venerables, the Venerable Kings, and the Venerable Lords, and finally found their leader. All Heavenly Listeners are responsible to this person. Although the people of Despair Hill are secretive, it is not difficult to find him as long as you are careful."

Xia Gongjin, the ancestor of the Xia family, asked: "How do you know that this person must be the owner of the innate Dao fetus?"

Yang Bi said, "There were three disciples of Despair Hill who went to Xinxiang County to harvest the innate Dao fetuses. I once forced Wen Wuyu out of Xiandu, and I met Zhuang Wujiu in the world of the living. Neither of them got the innate Dao fetus. So, the only person who got the Dao fetus was the third person who went to Xinxiang County that year. This person was Zhong Wuwang. Zhang You has also seen this person."

All the ancestors nodded.

"We can kill him while he is alone."

Yang Bi said slowly, "This man who got the innate Dao fetus must be the eldest brother of Despair Hill. Everything goes smoothly for him. If this continues, he will become arrogant and impatient. He noticed my gaze and knew that I wanted to kill him, but he did not run away. He deliberately gave me the opportunity to kill him to verify what he had learned. He wanted to prove that his ability was not based on the innate Dao fetus, but on his own efforts and talent! Therefore, I would like to ask all the ancestors to personally take action and kill this man!" The ancestors of the thirteen families looked at each other, and Fei Zichong, the ancestor of the Fei family, stood up and laughed, "If you don't want to bully the younger generation, then let me be the bad guy. I will go and kill him."

Yang Bi said: "In addition to Master Fei, I would also like to ask Master Gu and Master Yan to help as well."

Fei Zichong frowned slightly and said unhappily, "Are you worried that I'm not a match for Zhong Wuwang?"

He has the aura of an immortal. When he is happy, the sky is clear and sunny; when he is angry, thunder roars. His emotions can interfere with the real world, which is truly terrifying.

Yang Bi said calmly, "I am not doubting Fei Zu's strength, but I am trying to be safe..."

Fei Zichong snorted and walked away.

Yang Bi looked calm as he bowed to Yan Weizhong, the ancestor of the Yan family, and Gu Tong, the ancestor of the Gu family, and said, "Ancestor Yan and Ancestor Gu, please come down to the world together."

Yan Weizhong and Gu Tong smiled at each other and stood up.

Yan Weizhong said: "Old Fei will be furious if he knows we are going down there too."

Gu Tong smiled and said, "It's good that Yang Bi is lenient with the enemy, but he didn't take into account the face of us old guys."

Having said that, the two of them still left the upper realm.

Yang Bi breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "The three ancestors, even if they are born with the Dao fetus, are destined to perish!"

He doesn't give face to anyone and has only one goal, which is to make the most of the resources in his hands and eliminate the opponent's vitality!
He left Yu Xiaotian, exhaled a breath of foul air, and whispered: "Brother Chen, in this era, there is no personal power!"

On the seventeenth day after dark, under the leadership of Hu Feifei, Chen Tang and others, Shanjun Peak gradually got back on track. They led the people of Xinxiang County to reclaim farmland and plant crops.

Under the guidance of the government, people cultivated vegetable fields, built pig pens and cattle sheds, and raised chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry to meet their own needs. However, it was difficult to build houses for a while, and there were also textile and salt mining, schools, markets, blacksmith shops, tailor shops, etc., which were all in ruins.

Although Hu Feifei, Chen Tang and others worked day and night, there were still many things that required their personal intervention.

Chen Tang even felt that the affairs of a county were more complicated than those of a country.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the foot of the mountain, it was very lively. Chen Tang hurriedly left his body and looked over, he saw many ghosts and gods from Tianchi Kingdom coming to Shanjun Peak in a mighty manner, these ghosts and gods also brought many little yakshas, ​​ox-headed ghosts and horse-faced ghosts.

The leading ghost was an old man who looked like a monkey. He was not tall and called himself Lei Qu, the chief of the Thunder Ape tribe. He followed the order of the Lord of Tianchi State and led the craftsmen to come to help.

"I am Patriarch Chen Tanglei..."

As soon as Chen Tang said this, Lei Qu's face suddenly changed. He bowed and said, "It turned out to be the emperor! Please forgive me for my poor eyesight and failure to recognize the emperor! Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Chen Tang was silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "Ignorance is not a crime, brother, you don't have to be polite."

He could see that the old white ape's cultivation was unfathomable, and he was probably not much inferior to him. He felt uneasy when such a strong man called him the emperor.

"Quack, quack!" Several little yakshas were holding blueprints and discussing with the craftsmen from Xinxiang County how to build a school. The two sides could not communicate in the same language and were arguing with each other until their faces turned red.

There were also a few bull-headed ghosts discussing wages with Hu Feifei and others. Some horse-faced ghosts had already started working to build houses, but were called back by the bull-headed ghosts to discuss wages and whether meals were provided in a serious manner.

More Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons and Little Yakshas became busy. In addition to them, there were also the Thousand Weaving Tribe with eight arms who were forging iron, forging farm tools, and making weapons. The Fire Goblins Tribe carried alchemy furnaces on their heads with flames coming out of their heads, helping several alchemists to refine pills.

At the foot of the mountain, the envoys of Wuwang City crossed the mountains and came to Shanjun Peak. The tall and thin ghost carried lanterns and hung them on the road along the way as marks, and finally opened up the road connecting the two places.

Some other talisman masters from Hongshan Hall were preparing to go down the mountain to explore the nearby mountains and rivers and draw a geographical map. The most important thing was to find out if there was a coal mountain nearby, which could be used to make fire. Recently, there was no sun and the temperature dropped sharply. The sunlight from the Qianyang Mountain Monarch Temple alone could not keep out the cold.

Some talisman masters were drawing talismans to call upon the Yin spirit and giving them to the people in Xinxiang County. These talismans could prevent the invasion of Yin energy and keep people healthy.

Chen Tang breathed a sigh of relief. The people's livelihood in Xinxiang County has finally been resolved. Although it is still very difficult, it will get better and better.

"Xiao Shi has become the ruler of Tianchi State. He has made all the arrangements very well. The people of Xinxiang can be considered safe." He said to himself.

The geography of Qianyang Mountain is very special. There are two underworlds overlapping each other. The second underworld hides 100,000 mountains, which are vast and boundless, full of ghosts and gods, and full of dangers. If Chen Shi was not the Lord of Tianchi, it would be difficult for the people of Xinxiang to survive, let alone gain a foothold!

He suddenly noticed that he had not seen the black pot for a long time, and Chen Shi’s wooden cart was also missing.

Chen Tang looked for it in a hurry.

When the people of Xinxiang migrated to Shanjun Peak, the black pot and the wooden cart also played a great role, forcing those who did not want to migrate to move. After dark, the black pot showed its true form again and guarded Shanjun Peak to prevent attacks from ghosts and gods. However, the black pot and the wooden cart have not been seen in the past two days.

He searched for a long time without success, and finally found Wu Qingyu and told her about it. Wu Qingyu smiled and said, "Look behind the mountain."

Chen Tang looked behind the mountain and saw a giant dog crawling among the mountains. Its head was taller than the mountains beside it and it was sleeping soundly.

That is Hei Guo’s mother, Huo Dou.

"Dad and she had an agreement. We are each other's hostages."

Wu Qingyu smiled and said, "The black pot followed Xiao Shi, and she followed me. She is here, which means the black pot is with Xiao Shi."

Chen Tang's heart was slightly moved: "Where is Xiao Shi?"

"Huodou said that she had been to Gaogang. Xiaoshi and Heiguo were no longer there. Zhu Xiucai was also missing."

Chen Tang looked at the towering Yinshan Mountains, and a trace of worry arose in his heart. After Xinxiang was safe, where would Chen Shi go?

Now that the Yin and Yang worlds have merged, where else is safe except here?
The wooden cart was speeding. Xiao Liniment sat in the cart with a cushion under his butt. He yawned and felt drowsy. He simply curled up and leaned into Chen Shi's arms.

Black Pot shrunk its size and ran in front, revealing its true form from time to time. It ran to the top of a hill in a few steps, then ran down and rushed forward.

The wooden cart adjusted its direction accordingly.

In front, the black pot slowed down and the wooden cart also slowed down.

Chen Shi raised his head and looked outside the car. What came into his sight was a dilapidated village. There were no living people in the village. Some ghosts were crawling in the shadows, biting the corpses on the ground.

Chen Shi woke Xiao Lin with a pat, and the two of them got off the cart. The wooden cart immediately rushed out, the wheels turned very fast, and it grabbed a ghost that rushed over like lightning, opened its bloody mouth and stuffed it into its stomach, and then rushed to another ghost!
It was so ferocious that the other ghosts were frightened and fled in panic. Suddenly, the wooden cart slapped the side of the cart, and the canopy on the cart flew up with a whoosh. The canopy opened and rotated, becoming several acres in size, and took all the ghosts into its umbrella.

Mu Che grabbed the umbrella handle, opened his mouth wide, and shook the ghost in the umbrella into his mouth.

It burped and inserted the canopy back into itself.

Chen Shi walked into the village, looked around, and shouted, "Is there anyone here? Is anyone still alive?"

(End of this chapter)