On the Avenue.

Chapter 506: The King of Hell Divides the Treasures
The underworld, the underworld, the palace of Yama.

A gigantic toad was crawling behind the Yama Palace, inhaling and exhaling Yin fire, absorbing Yin Qi, and its belly bulged with bursts of thunder.

Outside the Yama Palace, there were ghosts and gods of all sizes standing in rows. Some of them lit incense on their hats, some carried their own gold ingot trees, and some had a brazier floating in front of them and burned paper money from time to time.

These ghosts and gods are the spirits of masters of the Mahayana and Huanxu realms accumulated in Xiniu New Continent over the past 6,000 years. After the death of these masters, if there is still incense, their spirits can be maintained. They usually live in seclusion in Xiandu. This time, the King of Hell has returned, and the Eighteen Hells lack judges, Taiwo, Yincao, and Yinshuai, so they are invited to come out.

In the past, important positions such as the judge and Tai Ai were all incarnations of gods invited from the Chinese Shenzhou. Now that the King of Hell has no one under his command, he has to make use of the ghosts and gods from the Xiniu Continent.

In addition to them, there are tens of thousands of ox-headed monsters, horse-faced monsters, and yakshas, ​​most of whom are adults, some with families and holding children in their hands.

They were ragged and pale-faced, and were members of the ghost clan. When they saw the Eighteen Levels of Hell recruiting workers, they came looking for a job, but they did not expect to be appointed as ghost messengers. For a moment, they found it difficult to accept that their status had suddenly improved so much, and they felt a little embarrassed.

In front of them, leading the way were the boatman and his aunt, father and daughter.

Because of their great achievements, they were appointed as Yincha Inspectors, in charge of the dispatch of all the Yincha under their command and monitoring whether there were any Yincha who violated the law. Their status was higher than that of Yinshuai but slightly lower than that of judges.

The Soul-Hunting Judge Wang Fu, the Sin Judge Jia Yuan, the Sword Mountain Judge Zhu Shun, and the Black and White Impermanence stood in the front, and further ahead were Tie Chi and Zhong Kui.

They also each received rewards and their status was greatly improved compared to before.

"Your Majesty, the ghosts and gods have all arrived." Zhong Kui bowed.

In the Yama Palace, the little King Yama jumped down from the throne, strode out and came to the front of the palace.

Below, thousands of ghosts and gods were looking up, but the shorter ghosts and gods did not see the little King of Hell at all, so they jumped up and finally saw the tassels on the little King of Hell's crown.

"Silence!" The boatwoman turned around and said seriously.

The evil messengers in the rear were silent as a cicada, not daring to speak or move.

The boat girl was very proud, but her expression did not change. She was secretly happy in her heart: "I have finally achieved this! My ancestors have prayed to God for me. Now I have made a name for myself."

At this time, behind the Hall of Yama, a huge crescent moon emerged and rose higher and higher. The tremendous divine power swept across the heaven and earth, bringing them a great sense of oppression.

That is the original spirit of the King of Hell, gathering incense from all over the world. The aura of the incense condenses into a thick green cloud.

A little girl's voice rang out from in front of Yama Palace, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Since the time of the True King, more than 6,300 years have passed, and the underworld has been in turmoil. Thirteen noble families have plotted to seize the throne of the underworld, using all sorts of schemes to plot against the underworld gods. The gods of the underworld have withered, the magic weapons have been lost, the moral principles have ceased to exist, and the orthodoxy has ceased to exist. Today, our government has re-refined the magic weapons, re-determined the eighteen levels of hell, and invited the gods to return to their positions, and re-determined the moral principles and orthodoxy of the underworld!"

Little Yan Wang Nan Nan recited it once, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to herself: "I didn't recite the words wrong this time."

She mobilized her soul and gathered incense, and magic weapons in the sky slowly condensed and took shape. They were swords, spears, axes, hooks and forks used by the ghost messenger, as well as green lanterns that could capture souls and small boats.

These magic weapons flew up and landed in front of the Ox-Headed, Horse-Faced, Yaksha and other evil spirits.

The aroma of incense formed a talisman, which automatically folded into the shape of a treasure seal in the air, making a whooshing sound, and flew into the brows of different yin messengers.

After receiving the ordination, many Yinchai felt that they now had the power to control these magical weapons and were delighted.

The crescent moon in the sky became brighter and brighter, and blue clouds surged under the moon, gradually forming magic weapons such as the Judge's Pen, Tai'u Seal, Death Stick, and Book of Life and Death. They fell one by one and landed in front of the souls of those Mahayana and Huanxu realm masters. According to different priesthoods, the magic weapons were also different.

There was also the scent of incense in the air, which condensed into magical documents that were more powerful than talismans and seals, and penetrated into their eyebrows one after another.

These Yin Shuai, Judges, Tai Ai, and Yin Cao suddenly felt that they could master the power of these magic weapons. The exquisiteness of the various magic weapons were all imprinted in their minds, and they could exert their maximum power without any sacrifices.

The aroma of incense between heaven and earth vibrated with a rumbling sound, and thousands of ghosts and gods looked in the direction of the sound, with shocked expressions, they saw the little King of Hell opening up a temple in the void of the underworld, and a vast continent was constantly taking shape, extending in all directions!
Various magical powers moved mountains and created seas on this continent, forming magnificent mountains and rivers.
In just a short moment, a huge hell covering an area of ​​more than 100,000 miles floated above the Palace of Yama!
This hell, which has a strange realm of ghosts and gods, is called the Tongue-Pulling Hell, and has its own rules. Anyone who sows discord, slanders and harms others, speaks glib words, and lies will be transformed into a ghost after death and come here to experience the pain of having his tongue pulled out!

The previous generation's tongue-pulling hell was destroyed in the battle between ghosts and gods when the Yan family seized hell. Later, it was refined into a magic weapon by the Lord of Wuwang City, who was unwilling to return it.

The tongue-pulling hell was also created by King Yama with his own divine power and great Dao. Now refining it is just a piece of cake.

"Daoist Lu Li, you are the judge of the Tongue-Pulling Hell, in charge of this hell."

As soon as the little King of Hell finished speaking, Lu Li's body became extremely tall and the tongue-pulling hell stood behind his head, constantly shrinking.

Countless other ghosts seemed to be attracted by the rules of the Tao and were involuntarily dragged into the hell of tongue-pulling.

Lu Li only felt the boundless divine power surging towards him, his magic power surged, and he kowtowed to thank the Little King of Hell.

The Little King of Hell opened up a second layer of hell, which also had different rules. He said, "Qin Chuan, you are the judge of the Scissors Hell and are in charge of this hell."

She pointed her little hand, and saw the scissors hell fly out and land behind Qin Chuan's head.

The Little King of Hell recreated the third and fourth hells. In less than half a day, he had recreated all eighteen levels of hell. He appointed eighteen judges and granted them powers.

Even though she had great power, she still felt extremely tired after recreating hell. She forced herself to be strong and said, "The thirteen families stole the divine artifacts, occupied the underworld, established themselves as kings, changed yin and yang, disrupted life and death, and disturbed the laws of the underworld. Today we must punish them. Zhong Kui, Tie Chi, Wang Fu, Jia Yuan, Zhu Shun, you lead the army of ghosts and gods, cooperate with King Chen Zhen, obey Yang Bi's orders, and do not act on your own."

Zhong Kui and others stepped out and bowed in agreement.

The little King of Hell waved his hand, signaling them to set off.

Thousands of ghosts flew up and fell into layers of hell. Only eighteen judges were left and walked towards the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The little King of Hell came to Houde Guangda Palace and asked to see the Queen Mother Hou Tu, and thanked her: "Thank you for your help, I was able to create the Eighteen Layers of Hell."

The Queen Mother Hou Tu smiled and said, "It's just a small favor, no need to thank me."

Her eyes fell on Sha Qiutong and she said with a smile, "My little Taoist friend, since you are about to go on the expedition, I will also give you a magic weapon."

She raised her arm, twisted it lightly, and grabbed a streamer formed by the scent of incense. She refined it into a large four-cornered banner. The flagpole was about ten feet high, and the surface of the banner was shining brightly. No one knew what it was used for.

The goddess Hou Tu refined it according to the rules of the Tao and gave it to Sha Qiuting.

Sha Qiutong took the banner and asked tentatively, "My Lady, is this the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

The Queen Mother Hou Tu smiled and said, "How could the treasure I refined be such an evil thing? This treasure is the Human Emperor Banner, which is the most righteous."

Sha Qiutong asked: "What is the use of this treasure?"

The Queen Mother Hou Tu said, "If you shake it vigorously, you can collect all ghosts. Those without a physical body will all be collected in the banner."

Sha Qiutong smiled and said, "Isn't this the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

The Queen Mother Hou Tu said earnestly: "When the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is waved, black smoke billows; when the Human Emperor Banner is waved, golden light shines. It is clear who is righteous and who is evil at a glance."

Sha Qiutong complained, "But apart from the light, there is no difference." Queen Hou Tu refined another silver needle and handed it to Ah Zhuo, saying, "This treasure is called the Demon Refining Needle, which is best at breaking the golden bodies of ghosts and gods. One needle will pierce it, and even a thousand years of divine power will not be able to withstand it."

Sha Qiutong and Azhuo thanked them.

The Queen Mother Hou Tu said, "Go ahead, fight well, and don't weaken the reputation of our Houde Palace."

The two said goodbye, left Houdeguangda Palace and returned to the world of the living.

Sha Qiutong said: "Azhuo, I'm afraid the real name of your magic needle is the soul-destroying needle."

Ah Zhu shook his head and said, "White Bone Soul-Destroying Needle? When that magic weapon is sacrificed, it is filled with spooky spirits and gusts of cold wind, while my Demon-Refining Needle shines brightly."

Sha Qiutong smiled and said, "Aren't the functions the same?"

The two arrived at the imperial capital, only to find that the coronation ceremony had not yet begun, and they were probably waiting for the time.

Sha Qiutong found a beautiful girl, put the Emperor Banner in her hands, and said, "Dingxiang, let's go and meet up with Old Chen!"

The girl was wearing a pleated phoenix-embroidered skirt and a white wide-sleeved paddy field dress. Her face was filled with a smile, as bright as the sun. She said quickly, "Master, I met a sister, and her last name is Ding like mine."

"Also surname Ding? Who is he?" Sha Qiuting asked curiously.

"Her name is Ding Ding. She is Madam Hua Li's disciple and also a free man."

Sha Qiutong was surprised and asked, "Madam Hua Li is here too? Longyou Sanren and Shao Niangniang are really well-connected. I wonder how many Sanren they invited?"

At this time, she saw hundreds of independent people. In addition to Madam Hua Li, Tianyang Tongzi, Qingyi Musician, Dao Qianqiu and other masters were also present. There were even several famous masters of the Mahayana realm who had never come out of the mountains before, but unexpectedly came to the Xinxiang Imperial Capital this time.

The cultivation strength of these independent people is extraordinary. No matter Chen Yindu or Du Yiran's reputation, they can't summon them. Only the old predecessors such as Longyou Independent People have such a reputation that one call can attract hundreds of responses.

"Old Chen is not here."

Sha Qiutong frowned slightly and immediately went to look for Yang Bi.

Yang Bi said: "The Supreme Emperor can defeat a million soldiers alone, he has another important task."

Sha Qiutong asked, "What is his mission?"

Yang Bi hesitated for a moment and said, "He had gone to the three holy places of Taoism and Buddhism to learn skills. These six holy places are as ancient as the thirteen families, so I asked the Supreme Emperor to go to the six holy places and ask them to stay put."

Sha Qiutong felt a chill in her heart.

Although the Six Sacred Grounds were not as powerful as the Thirteen Noble Families, they were still very powerful. The Six Sacred Grounds always followed the lead of the Thirteen Noble Families. If they suddenly attacked them during the decisive battle, it would indeed cause great trouble.

"This matter can only be handled by Old Chen," she thought to herself.

In the Qingyang Palace of Taihua, Patriarch Qiongyang was beaming with glory and said with a smile: "Yindu, don't worry. If Changying dares to help the Twelve Aristocratic Families, he will be able to meet the ancestors of all generations in the next moment. I will subdue him and let him go to help you."

"Qiong Yang, thank you very much."

Chen Yindu was about to leave, but he stopped and turned back to ask, "Senior sister, I asked you to elope with me back then, why didn't you come with me?"

Patriarch Qiongyang looked at him with a smile and said, "You are a prodigal son. I dare not follow you! Tell me, who followed you in the end?"

Chen Yin was stunned. He did not answer but waved his hand and floated away.

Patriarch Qiongyang felt lost, but then he cheered up and went to see Taoist Changying.

The headmaster Changying was scolding Yu Lingzi. When he saw her coming, he said hurriedly, "This kid came back to the mountain to steal the Zhenwu Zhuxie Sword and wanted to conquer the world with King Chen Zhen. I caught him red-handed! The master must scold him severely!"

Yu Lingzi knelt on the ground and said, "Master, I am a senior official of the Ministry of Rites. I will use courtesy first and force later. Without the Zhenwu Zhuxie Sword, I will not be able to defeat him. It will bring shame to our Taihua Qingyang Palace!"

Taoist Changying was so angry that he wanted to kick him, but was kicked back by Patriarch Qiongyang.

Taoist Changying was puzzled, and Qiongyang shouted: "King Chen Zhen is the benefactor of my Qingyang Palace, and he is also the nephew of the Qingyang Patriarch. Not only will my Qingyang Palace lend you the sword, but we will also firmly support King Chen Zhen!"

Chang Ying complained: "The Li family, the Zhai family, and the Xia family have already contacted me, asking me to send troops from Qingyang Palace to eliminate the rebels. I refused to help either of them..."

Qiong Yang snatched the Zhenwu Zhuxie Sword, picked up Yu Lingzi, and rushed out angrily, saying: "If you don't help, I will! I will also wake up Tianzhen Daozu, and he will help!"

Chang Ying hurriedly chased after him and begged for mercy, "Don't alarm Tian Zhen Dao Zu. He only has a trace of remnant left and is about to die! I will help him!"

The Qiongyang Patriarch then turned his anger into joy and said with a smile: "Only you, the headmaster, can invite the heroic spirits of the ancestors of all generations. Please ask them to help."

Taoist Changying sighed, gritted his teeth, burned incense and offered sacrifices to awaken the spirits of the ancestors of all generations in a cave in the void, and asked the ancestors of all generations to come down to earth to help.

Bodhi Dharma Field.

The nun Huiyin was immersed in the state of Bodhi mind, oblivious to the world and herself. Her thoughts seemed to be frozen in time, and the rosary in her hand did not move at all.

Suddenly, one of the beads on the rosary turned, making a crisp sound.

Hui Yin Shen Nun opened her eyes and sighed, "I have long forgotten the past. Donor Chen, why do you have to disturb my spiritual heart?"

Chen Yindu walked into the Qingliang Hall and sat opposite the nun. Their eyes met, and the nun Huiyin's worldly thoughts were completely aroused.

Chen Yindu asked, "Junior sister, are you still blaming me?"

Hui Yin Shen Ni shook her head: "I want to understand the emotional barrier and improve my Taoism, so I am attracted to you. It's not your fault. Brother, you have returned to secular life, why bother coming again."

Chen Yindu sighed: "My grandson Chen Shi wants to be called the True King. I know that the people from the Twelve Families will definitely come to you, so I come to ask you for help."

He paused and said, "If you had not practiced Buddhism back then, your grandson and I would have been as old as him."

Hui Yin Shen Ni slowly closed her eyes: "Don't even think about it, don't even think about it. Don't even think about destroying my Dao heart. Brother, please go. I, the Buddhist sect, believe in nothingness. I will not set foot in the mortal world for you, nor will I break my vows for the sake of the Twelve Families."

"Junior sister, thank you very much." Chen Yindu bowed to her, stood up and walked out of the hall.

"Senior brother."

Shenni's voice came from behind him, "Who is the woman who kept you?"

(End of this chapter)