Chapter 312: Funeral in Fengdu The underworld. There is something strange about the gates of hell today. The Ghost Gate, which was originally so crowded that it could cause the ghosts to "drop frames", was now forcibly opened up into a passage. Although it is not very spacious, it is amazing enough. The ones responsible for guarding the Ghost Gate are two ghost gods, Shentu and Yulei, who are one of the Five Ghost Kings who govern Taozhi Mountain. In front of the Ghost Gate, there are also statues of these two gods, and the thoughts of Shentu and Yulei are stationed there all year round to prevent any emergencies. "What happened?" "How come a path suddenly opened up before the gates of hell?" On the statue of Shentu, the originally gray stone eyes now had a hint of gold, which was obviously the manifestation of the Ghost Emperor's thoughts. Next to him is the statue of Yu Lei, with a touch of red gold in his eyes.

"I don't know. There was no prior communication. Besides, didn't you notice?" "What did you find?" "Not only the Ghost Gate, but also the Yellow Spring Road, and all the way after that, whether it's the Naihe Bridge or the Wangchuan River, all the way to the Ten Kings of Hell, and even all the way to Fengdu, a road has been opened up." "The only thing that can ensure smooth passage and keep you and me in the dark is Fengdu's order." "What a great place to pave the road with yellow earth and splash water on the street. What important person is coming to the underworld?" Shen Tu was a little surprised and said with a smile: "With such a big scene, it can't be that the Lord of Mount Tai has come, right?" "Don't make fun of the Lord." Yu Lei said this with some helplessness, and then said: "No matter who is coming, it has nothing to do with you and me." Although the Five Ghost Emperors and the Underworld Fengdu are nominally from the same lineage, the Five Ghost Emperors are more like "skilled apprentices" and have relative independence. They also have complete and independent management rights over their respective fiefdoms. If the Fengdu underworld is regarded as the imperial court, then the Five Ghost Emperors and the Ten Ghost Kings are the kings appointed by the imperial court and are the local princes. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with what Yu Lei said. Naturally, there is no need to inform the Five Ghost Emperors of what Fengdu does, but since there is no notification, it proves that no matter what Fengdu does, it has nothing to do with the Five Ghost Emperors. They just don't intersect with each other. Upon hearing this, Shen Tu nodded in agreement and was about to take a look at what kind of big shot this person was who deserved Fengdu's attention. However, at this moment, bursts of suona sounds were heard from the Yellow Springs Road outside the Ghost Gate. Sad, poignant and extremely penetrating. The ghosts who heard the suona sound stopped involuntarily and subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from. The two ghost emperors Shentu and Yulei also looked over there.

"This is……" Shen Tu was stunned for a moment, and Yu Lei continued his conversation: "Funeral..." Yes, a funeral. All the way from Huangquan Road to Fengdu, including the Ghost Gate, Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, the Ten Courts of Hell, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation, an unobstructed road was opened up to welcome the funeral procession. The overall color of the team is white. A very long line. In the front, there are two rows of thirty-six ladies dressed in white, with wide robes and big sleeves, holding the same snow-white oil-paper umbrellas, but wearing colorful Nuo masks on their faces. These ladies walked forward in silence, holding an umbrella in one hand and flowers in the other. The flowers were also very strange. The one on the left has flowers but no leaves, and the one on the right has leaves but no flowers. Although the Three Realms are vast, the only flowers that cannot see their leaves and leaves that cannot see their flowers are the red spider lilies on the road to the underworld. The bright red flowers and lush green leaves are the only two different colors among the seventy-two ladies. Behind these seventy-two ladies was a coffin, a pitch-black coffin. In the overall pale-colored team, the coffin is very eye-catching. Right in front of the coffin, between two rows of ladies, was a burly man with a whisker and wearing a bright red robe. He had a ferocious face and a sturdy body. He was none other than Zhong Kui, also known as Zhong Zhenjun. The coffin was shiny black and was carried by four people at the front and back, a total of eight people. These eight men had yellow turbans and ghost faces, some had red hair and green faces, some had black robes and green hair, and some wore black clothes and golden armor. One of them was particularly conspicuous, with a huge bull head on his head. Shen Tu looked at it intently, and muttered to himself in a dull voice: "The fare, Xia Xin, Sang Tong, Lie Kai, Wei Yan, Liu Chu, Wang Jian, Meng E..." "The eight generals of Fengdu Inner Altar are all here..." Yu Lei said quietly, "There is more to come." Behind the coffin carried by the eight generals of the inner altar of Fengdu, there were four strong men wearing yellow scarves and holding huge axes. "Taiyi strongman Zhang Yuanzhen, Santian strongman Hu Wenzhong, demon-slaying strongman Sun Zhongwu, and ghost-slaying strongman Tang Bocheng..." "Four more ruthless people who are famous in Fengdu..." Shen Tu breathed a sigh of relief. Although these four were called strong men, their fighting power was so terrifying that ordinary ghost generals were just chopped up like melons and vegetables in front of them. "Seventy-two ghosts lead the way, Zhong Kui leads the way, eight generals carry the coffin, strong men support the battle, and..." Shen Tu looked towards the left side of the coffin, where there was a demon with a green face, fangs, and flying red hair. Eighteen black wings were spread out behind him, covering the coffin and protecting it carefully. "The demon is supporting the spirit..." "Who is inside this coffin?"

This doubt was not only shared by Shentu and Yulei, but also by all the great masters in the underworld after they sensed the existence of this funeral procession. The current lineup alone can be said to be part of Fengdu's assets. Who is worthy enough to be the pillar of Fengdu to carry the coffin and lead the way? Why did he die? 'tread……' However, at this moment, a burst of orderly footsteps suddenly sounded inside the ghost gate. A group of people came slowly, and after seeing the funeral procession, they stood on both sides with their hands hanging down, waiting for the procession to come over. After this group of people showed up, Shentu and Yulei also showed up and stood quietly aside. At this moment, the two Ghost Emperors felt their hearts were in turmoil. "The eight generals of the outer altar of Fengdu are Zhang Yuanlian, Chen Yuanqing, Li Yuande, Fan Yuanzhang, Du Yuanzhen, Liu Yuanfu, Wang Changyuan, and Jia Daoyuan. The four generals of the direct altar are Ma Sheng, Ma Cunzhong, Chen Yuanbo, and Guo Zhongyou..." "And... Ambassador Dai Yuan, the messenger of Fengdu, the Nine Ugly Demon King Han Yi, the general of Fengdu, the killer Jiao Zhongqing, the god of the left forbidden, Ma Zong, the great god of Fengdu Thunder Sound, and Song Youqing, the unmovable god of Fengdu!" "The Dark Sky God Xun Gongda, the Black Mist God Liu Guangzhong..." Every time the two ghost kings, Shentu and Yulei, saw someone, they would be shocked. If the Fengdu generals in the funeral procession are only a part of Fengdu's assets, then those waiting to greet them at the gates of hell basically represent all the ghosts and gods in the upper echelons of Fengdu! I dare not say that all the Fengdu gods came out, but there were definitely not many who were not present! Whether Fengdu Dianmao can come is totally uncertain! Who is in the coffin? Shentu and Yulei were extremely shocked, and their eyes involuntarily fell on the coffin. However, after just one glance, they were met with a pair of scarlet eyes. The Six-Hole Heavenly Demon, who had been guarding the coffin, paid no attention to the Ghost Emperor and issued a blatant warning. "Sha Litian is here, how dare you offend the mage." The strongest of the Six Caverns Demons said this to the two Ghost Emperors without a trace of respect. Shentu and Yulei saw this and did not look at it any further, but just stood there quietly. only…… Master? Could it be that the person in this coffin is a Black Law Mage? Who is so bold as to send a black law wizard to the underworld? The Heavenly Palace is just a little suspended, it is not completely destroyed. Who would be so stupid as to touch a black law wizard? Do you really think the Arctic Exorcism House is a vegetarian? Shentu and Yulei looked at each other, both a little puzzled, and at the same time became more curious about the person in the coffin. But they didn't dare to ask, because with almost all the gods of Fengdu coming out to greet them, the two ghost emperors were really not enough. "I'll send you here. I'll leave the rest of the journey in your hands." Zhong Kui led his team to stop in front of the Ghost Gate and saluted to the Fengdu gods in front of him. The gods of Fengdu did not say anything. After returning the greeting, they spontaneously took over Zhong Kui's position, stood in the middle of the team, and led the funeral procession into the Ghost Gate. Not until the team had gone far away did Shentu and Yulei step out, and they both looked at Zhong Kui with inquiring eyes. Zhong Kui naturally knew what they wanted to ask. After thinking for a while, he said, "The person in the coffin is a black law mage." "His name is: Jiang Xuanying."

After saying this, Zhong Kui didn't wait for Shentu and Yulei to react, and his figure slowly disappeared. Shentu and Yulei were stunned at first, and then they looked at each other involuntarily, and saw the horror in each other's eyes. Black Law Master, Jiang Xuanying. When these two words are put together, the direction should not be too obvious. The only direct descendant of Emperor Fengdu, who was raised as his son since childhood. Actually... dead? That is to say... "Someone killed our prince?" There was a sense of difficulty in Shen Tu's voice. It was difficult for him to imagine what had happened to cause such a change. Whether it is the Five Ghost Emperors, the Ten Ghost Kings, or the underworld headed by the Ten Kings of Hell, they are all under the jurisdiction of Fengdu. Even though they all have autonomy, this jurisdiction does exist. If the underworld is compared to an empire on earth, then the King of Fengdu is the king, other ghosts and gods are ministers, and Jiang Lin is the most special person in this kingdom of the underworld. Prince of Fengdu. Such a genius actually died. At whose hands did he die? Who has such courage? But then again, after the Prince of Fengdu died, he returned to Fengdu, isn't that just like going home? "Tell me, what kind of idiot would do such a thing?" Shen Tu didn't know what to say for a moment, as he felt that this matter was very abstract. Someone killed the prince of Fengdu, but that was all he did... Isn't this just taking off your pants to fart? Not only did it not cause any harm to Jiang Lin, but it also made him an enemy. After all, no matter what, this is a feud between life and death. "How would I know." Yu Lei rolled his eyes and also felt that this matter was very abstract. He raised his head and looked at the funeral procession moving further and further away from the Ghost Gate, and sighed, "But, Fengdu will probably be bustling from now on." "The emperor above us is not the kind of person who would not fight back after suffering a loss." ………… "yawn……" Jiang Lin yawned and wanted to stretch, but as soon as he raised his arm, he felt an obstacle. He opened his eyes dazedly and found himself lying in a small space, just enough for him to stretch his arms and legs slightly. What place is this? Jiang Lin frowned, raised his arm and tried to feel around, but his eyes were attracted by his own arm.

The arms would be normal, if not for the jelly-like, translucent texture. Jiang Lin stared at his arm for a while, then raised his head and looked at himself now. "By the way, I should be a ghost now." Jiang Lin suddenly remembered. He tried to scam Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, but was melted by his Buddha light. Then, the old man's blessing was triggered, and his soul was taken to the underworld. Jiang Lin had no memory of what happened afterwards. When I woke up, I was in this small space. "Am I in a coffin?" Jiang Lin touched here and there and confirmed the fact that he had been put into the coffin. He could more or less feel some movement in the outside world and could sense that the coffin containing him was being carried away. Moreover, the further he walked, the more Jiang Lin could sense a familiar aura. That is the aura unique to Fengdu. This made Jiang Lin feel relieved, and he was no longer in a hurry to "open the coffin and get up". He just lay in the coffin and closed his eyes to rest. Although the space was small, Jiang Lin was quite adaptable to it, and thoughts flashed through his mind from time to time. Why on earth would the old man do this? What is the point of letting yourself die at the hands of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta? and many more…… Jiang Lin seemed to sense something, closed his eyes and looked inward. The physical body is gone, but the spiritual palace is still intact, and there is no damage to the sea of ​​consciousness. But at this moment, there were some changes in Jiang Lin's sea of ​​consciousness. Originally, Jiang Lin’s sea of ​​consciousness was like a real ocean, sometimes calm and sometimes turbulent. The changes in the sea of ​​consciousness are related to the cultivator's emotions and thoughts at every moment. But now, there was not a single ripple in Jiang Lin's sea of ​​consciousness. It was extremely calm. Not to mention waves, there was not even the slightest ripple. It's like... dying. But Jiang Lin was very sure that he was still alive and there couldn't be any problem with the old man's origin blessing. He also felt that except for the fact that he had no physical body at the moment, everything else was normal. But the sea of ​​consciousness is like a stagnant pool of water. No, it makes sense. After all, in a sense, I am indeed a dead person now. Jiang Lin thought so in his heart, looking inward at his quiet, deep and calm sea of ​​consciousness. and many more…… Why does it look so familiar...

Jiang Lin looked at his sea of ​​consciousness and suddenly discovered that the state of his sea of ​​consciousness at this moment seemed very similar to the sea of ​​stars he saw when he first went to the sky. If all the countless stars in the sea of ​​stars were deleted, all that would remain would be the profound darkness and the calm tranquility. Void. no. Or whatever you say, the meaning is the same. The only difference between Jiang Lin's sea of ​​consciousness at this moment and the sea of ​​stars is that the foundation is so similar above the countless stars. Will it be so? Jiang Lin thought about it in his heart and couldn't help but think of what the old man said. The Ziwei Method is unprecedented, and you are the only practitioner walking on this path. The price of seeing all the scenery alone is that you can only explore on your own, without any companions. "Purple Star Command, Big Dipper..." Jiang Lin muttered to himself, chanting a spell in his mind. As if blessings have come to your mind, the Ziwei Dharma is running, illuminating your sea of ​​consciousness. Suddenly, points of light lit up in the originally deep, desolate and dark sea of ​​consciousness. There are seven spots of light, connected together, shaped like a spoon... (End of this chapter)