Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

"Sister Xiao Ling is so restrained in the human world. She is worthy of being Sister Xiao Ling. She hasn't changed at all. Hey, Horse-Faced, do you think those mystics in the human world know about the Soul Refining Cauldron? Sister Xiao Ling won't be in trouble, right?" Niu Tou suppressed the evil ghost while frowning and watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

The Horse-Faced Guard glanced at her calmly and said calmly, "Trouble? She is a trouble. She has to work overtime again. It's annoying."

The Black and White Impermanence, who were holding a department meeting, learned, as expected, that Jiang Ling had openly opened the Soul Refining Cauldron without any hesitation.

Bai Wuchang did not continue the meeting, and the projector changed from the meeting points to Master Jiang’s live broadcast room.

Seeing that Hei Wuchang did not stop them, the little Black and White Impermanence ghosts could only wait obediently and watch Master Jiang's live broadcast room with the two bosses.

"Doesn't she hate snakes very much?" Hei Wuchang's attention was on Jiang Ling's pet, which he found interesting.

"Old Eight, should we go and stop them?" Bai Wuchang was still a little worried, his tongue falling out of his mouth, and he asked with his big tongue.

Hei Wuchang was not panicked at all: "If I remember correctly, the Soul Refining Cauldron has other uses."

"Other uses? Really? How come I don't know that?"

At this moment, most of the ghosts in the underworld were watching the live broadcast of Master Jiang in the human world.

Recently, the novel "Legend of the Spirit King" has been ranked first on the best-selling list as soon as it was released in the underworld.

Even for the little ghosts who didn't buy the book, due to the effect of word of mouth, almost no ghosts didn't know the existence of the Spirit King.

In their hearts, they would rather go to the eighteen levels of hell than be dominated by the Spirit King for a single day.

The legendary Spirit King is a terrifying figure who cannot be punished by the Ten Kings of Hell, no, even the Queen Mother Hou Tu.

On the contrary, Queen Hou Tu, who had been dominated by King Ling recently, was busy working and had no idea what was going on.

"Empress Hou Tu, Sister Ling Wang...when using the Soul Refining Cauldron, are you going to collect all the wronged souls there into the cauldron to refine pills? Wouldn't it arouse public anger if you do such a thing in the live broadcast room?" Xiao Ling'er brought happy water and iced Coke and placed them on the desk.

Hou Tu simply glanced at the phone that Xiao Ling'er handed over, snorted coldly, and said lazily: "So what? If something really happens, won't the law of nature take care of it? It's not like you're messing around in my territory."

"Empress Hou Tu, your token is still in her hands. If something really happens, according to the current practices of humans, they will have to trouble you again. You haven't had a good rest these days." Xiao Ling'er pouted her lips, looking a little unhappy.

Hou Tu, who complained about the excessive workload every day, did not react. After thinking for a moment, he arranged: "This is too inefficient. I have to keep up with the times. Go get me a computer. I will use it to work in the future."

"Okay, Queen Hou Tu." Upon receiving the order, Xiao Ling'er hurried to prepare the computer, so as to help Queen Hou Tu improve her work efficiency as soon as possible and rest early.

After Xiao Ling'er left, Hou Tu picked up two mobile phones and opened Master Jiang's live broadcast room.

Only then did she realize that the ghost story series had started airing.

Jiang Ling was muttering to himself as he looked at the Soul Refining Cauldron floating in the air.

Two mobile phones, one is connected to the human network, and the barrages posted on it are all sent by netizens in the human world.

One is the underworld network, and the barrages posted on it are all posted by netizens in the underworld.

People on the human side are all praising Master Jiang for his awesomeness, asking him to give them justice and bring those bad guys who ignore the law to justice.

However, the barrage in the underworld was just the opposite. Through the popularization of science by some capable ghosts, they all knew that the thing Jiang Ling threw out was a soul refining cauldron, which could refine souls into pills to increase one's own strength.

Even after all this has happened, bigwigs like the Ten Kings of Hell remain indifferent. Doesn't this just confirm the Spirit King's reputation of being tyrannical, unreasonable, and extremely cruel?

Xuan Che, who had been playing badly, discovered something unusual about the comments in the live broadcast room.

Many netizens left him messages, asking him to help Master Jiang, fearing that Master Jiang alone was no match for those people.

The Spirit King? Who can defeat him?

Xuan Che entered Jiang Ling's live broadcast room with great interest to see what was going on.

In the blink of an eye, Xuan Che disappeared from his own live broadcast room and appeared in Jiang Ling's live broadcast room.

【A mouthful of ginger soup is real! 】

[Strong combination, my favorite! 】

[Master Jiang is so beautiful, Xuan Che is so handsome. If you don't understand, just ask if they are wearing couple outfits. One is in a red dress, and the other is in a black and red robe. They match me perfectly! ]

[This time it’s definitely stable! ]

"Do you need help?" Xuan Che crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Jiang Ling with his golden eyes with a smile.

"It's in the way, get out of the way."

Jiang Ling didn't have a good look on his face at all. He flashed to the enlarged Soul Refining Cauldron with a light figure. His eyes were sharp, like a king looking down on all living beings.

This scene not only made the netizens in the live broadcast room hold their breath, but also caused a strange light to appear in Xuan Che's golden eyes.

A dazzling white light emanated from the bottom of the huge soul refining cauldron, and then began to rotate.

Jiang Ling formed seals with her hands, and a powerful spiritual energy gathered at her fingertips.

"now!"

She just let out a light shout, and the hem of her skirt moved without wind, and a dazzling light emanated from her whole body.

The powerful spiritual power made Zhao Zhu breathless, as if he was struggling to death before turning into ashes.

People who were working step by step in the office suddenly felt a creepy chill that made it almost impossible for them to breathe and move.

Only Xuan Che looked relaxed, crossing his arms leisurely, and was not affected at all.

"Boom——"

A muffled thunder exploded in the sky, and the originally clear weather suddenly became gloomy, with dark clouds rolling and strong winds blowing.

Souls gradually appeared on the originally empty space, more and more, more and more, densely filling the entire space.

Netizens’ scalps tingled after watching it.

In addition to refining soul pills, the Soul Refining Cauldron also has a function to make the soul appear.

This function is somewhat useless to many mystics, and over the course of time, almost no one knows about its use.

“Ahhhh~ Ghost!!”

"Help!!!"

"It's haunted! It's haunted!"

The entire office building was in chaos. All kinds of screams were heard. People stopped working and fled frantically.

Under the suppression of the Soul Refining Cauldron, those souls were unable to move on their own and remained stagnant in place, not knowing what was happening.

The number of souls exceeded Jiang Ling's expectations. After weighing the pros and cons, between the soul pill and the power of merit, she naturally chose the power of merit.

"I can't escape. Run, run."

"That woman's spiritual power is too terrifying. Let's get out quickly."

Several little ghosts that looked like babies were ramming the barrier frantically, trying to break through it and leave.

The huge fear made them forget that their souls were still sealed in the doll, and it was absolutely impossible for them to escape.

"Is this the Kumantong?" Jiang Ling flew forward, picked up a little ghost by the scruff of the neck, and smiled teasingly.

To her, Kumantong is a new thing, but quite interesting.

[This... is this a Kumantong? Why is it different from what I saw online? ]

[If you don’t understand, just ask, what is a Kumantong? Is it very powerful? ]