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The valley below was busy, countless ghost cultivators came under the call of ghost messengers, green ghosts and sparks were densely covered, and a faint black mist emerged from the dark ground, and the mountains moved out slowly. weird.

Taking advantage of the gap before releasing the souls of the dead, Zhang Wenfeng chatted with Bai Wuchang for a few words, and asked through voice transmission: "Brother Bai, why did the incident in the Yanyuan Secret Realm alarm the immortals in the fairy world? What's the inside story? Can you give me some pointers."

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Bai Wuchang's mouth, he gestured to the sky with his right big finger, and said via voice transmission: "Have you forgotten who created the Yanyuan Secret Realm?"

"Ugh!"

Zhang Wenfeng suddenly understood, the ancestor Yanyuan ascended to the fairyland.

The cause and effect of the secret realm in the lower realm was so great that it touched the ancestor of Yanyuan. Perhaps there would be no hindrance in the realm of an immortal, but the secret realm created by one hand fell into a miserable ending in a cage, so it is normal to ask.

As it involved immortals, the topic was too sensitive, so Zhang Wenfeng didn't ask too many questions. He had nothing to say, and he briefly described his trip to Yanyuan Secret Realm, and asked if he could invite one of his friends to come out?
"Look at you, what kind of politeness do you have with the old brother, isn't it? This time the old brother is following you, hahaha... Invite them all out, it's rare to come to the underworld, and then they all set up Credit, witnessing the souls they rescued into the Valley of Cleansing Souls is a good story."

Bai Wuchang readily agreed that the rule that monks from the lower realms are not allowed to enter and exit the underworld easily can also be modified, it is not so rigid, according to a suitable name.

Mr. Cui Fu has interviewed the Zhang brothers twice, who would not open their eyes and chew their tongues?

Zhang Wenfeng communicated a few words with the people in the Zhenhun Hall, released them after obtaining their consent, and introduced them to Bai Wuchang. While they were talking, several figures appeared in the sky over Xihun Valley one after another.

"Old Bai, what are you making a fuss about? You want to treat us to a banquet, it shouldn't be this place."

A giant man in black armor with a huge bull's head on his head glanced at the busy scene below, and casually greeted Bai Wuchang who was mixed with monks in the Yang world. Deliberately ridicule the run.

"Old Bai Xiaojiazi is very angry. The last time I invited us to dinner, I remember it was 1000 years ago. You can't fill a table with seven dishes, and the wine is weaker than horse urine." (Seven is an odd number, press Shinto rules count, lol)
Hei Wuchang, who was wearing a black robe and a tall black hat, glanced at several humans and demon cultivators, and lingered on the Taoist for a while, belittling Bai Wuchang, his old partner, mercilessly.

"Hey, eat a feast, eat a feast, compare me with horse urine, isn't it shabby and old?"

The man with the long horse face bared his teeth.

Bai Wuchang didn't bother to pay attention to some old friends who would hurt him when they met. Seeing that he was ready, he stretched out his hand to ask, and said, "Daoist Zhang, please cast a spell to bring the dead souls and ghost cultivators into the Valley of Cleansing Souls. Let them out as many as you want."

Zhang Wenfeng secretly smiled in his heart, Lao Bai deliberately showed off, he didn't care so much, said "yes", took out a small bronze lamp from his cuff, and drew with his right hand, a stream of black air gushed out, like a black waterfall pouring down and rippling downward A valley covered with water waves and black mist.

"Hiss, it's Fu Jun's 'Bronze Town Lamp'."

The horse-faced man reminded in a low voice, and immediately looked at the fifth-rank Taoist priest with admiration.

The Lord Fu gave his own little treasure of heaven and earth to human Taoist priests, is there any need to explain the meaning?

The others didn't dare to joke and talk casually anymore, they watched the Taoist priest's performance quietly, wondering how many dead souls and low-level ghost cultivators were installed in the Hall of Soul Rescue?
About a quarter of an hour later, the valley below was filled with black air, and six torrents flowed towards the six mouths of the valley.

The ghost messengers below directed many ghost cultivators to be busy in the Valley of Cleansing Souls, without making too much noise, and methodically led the ghosts of the dead into Liugu, sorted them into three, six, and nine grades, and then diverted them to the outside for preliminary resettlement.

"Old Bai, come here!"

The bull-headed giant waved at Bai Wuchang, who was still with the old god, envious and jealous, the old Bai Taiyin was too bad.

Bai Wuchang grinned and flew over, and was surrounded by several guys and rubbed him. Old Hei was the most ruthless. There is no way, who told him that he has no friends. The credit this time is too great to hide. Instead of explaining it one by one, it is better Once called together to see the scene.

Just two words: cool!

Tens of thousands of dead souls and low-level ghost cultivators, Zhang Wenfeng worked hard all day to control the progress before releasing them all.

The indignant commanders of bull head, horse face, Lao Hei, unicorn, and double wings dragged Lao Bai outside and beat him again and again. He was too hateful to act quietly and low-key. ?
Xiao Ni'er quietly tugged on the old man's sleeve, and said via voice transmission: "They are also playing around."

She thought that these sixth-level masters with high positions in the underworld in the legends of the yang world would look like a clay sculpture in a temple with a dead face on top, disdain to look at people directly, how could they know this virtue?It's the same as when she went crazy.

You Lao rolled his eyes: "Then you can play with them."

"No, I want to play with you."

Little Ni'er dared, that black-faced Hei Wuchang glanced at her, which made her heart jump.

These people are old men who are knowledgeable, nothing else, and have lived longer than the old turtle. She dragged You Lao to ask questions, and was curious about everything here. After returning, she could show off to silly girls and the others. For several years.

Bai Wuchang called Zhang Guanzhu who had finished his work, and introduced a few old friends to him to get to know him formally, forget about the others, it is not a circle, so don't force yourself.

Hei Wuchang squeezed out what he thought was the most cordial expression, and chatted with Zhang Guanzhu for a while.

After the others left, Zhang Wenfeng called Chen Qingqiao, summoned the weak souls of Mo Shu and other five people from the candle-yin drum, pointed at the five balls of black air, and said: "They are the five shelter gods of the Yanyuan Secret Realm, Please also ask Master Bai to take care of him."

"They have blood-red merits... It's easy to say, maybe I can find a good place for them in the underworld. I will discuss with them later. If they want to reincarnate and reincarnate, there is no problem."

Bai Wuchang saw some abnormalities in the group of remnant souls at a glance, and said with great interest.

Chen Qingqiao thanked him gratefully.

Mo Shu's five people are currently in a state of remnant souls. Facing Bai Wuchang's instinctive anxiety, they got a promise from the leader of the underworld, and immediately took a reassurance. Mo Shu came forward to say some kind words, and finally said goodbye to Guanzhu Zhang and Chen Qingqiao.

With such an ending, they have nothing to be dissatisfied with.

Bai Wuchang waved his hand to send the five balls of black air to other places, drew a deep ghost gate in the air, and stretched out his hand to ask, he couldn't waste too much time from Brother Zhang.

Sending away Zhang Guanzhu and his party, Bai Wuchang inspected the resettlement situation below again, and explained a few words. He used his supernatural powers to come to the square in front of the Yincao Hall, walked outside the main hall gate, and was allowed by the ghost repairer on duty. Palace gate, after saluting, report the situation to Lord Cui.

"Bian, after all the dead souls and ghosts in the Yanyuan Secret Realm are settled properly, you spend three or two years handing over the matter at hand, resigning from the current post of commander of the underworld, receiving a fearsome ghost pill, and concentrate on diving in the 'Nether Pool'." If you cultivate for a hundred years, you may be able to break through to the seventh level in one go."

Cui Yu said with a smile.

He has always been like this.

Bai Wuchang was overjoyed and bowed his hands: "Thank you, my lord, I will definitely live up to my lord's support and support."

With the honor of Brother Zhang, he finally had the opportunity to make his mark.

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