I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 1041: Invite the Ghost Gate

The relationship between the Emperor Seal and the Seal Master is nothing more than a cooperative one. When things are peaceful, the Emperor Seal is driven by the Seal Master. This does not mean that the Emperor Seal completely belongs to the Seal Master. The true owner of the Emperor Seal is the Heavenly Dao. When the Heavenly Dao senses that the Seal Master no longer meets the conditions, it will unilaterally and tyrannically terminate the cooperation.

For example, when the owner of the seal dies, the imperial seal must be taken back.

The Heavenly Dao has a certain fuzzy boundary when judging the death of the seal master. It's because the immortals and demons are so playful that they like to leave a way out for themselves to nourish their clones. As a result, the forms of death have become diverse, such as physical death, brain death, soul death, death of the original body and clone, death of the main soul and clone, and so on.

I feel that the immortals and demons have developed so many ways of causing death, purely to make things difficult for God.

When Hu Qing sensed the sudden stillness of the jade seal just now, he immediately knew that the man was dead, at least physically. At that moment, his body must have died, and as for his soul and clone, they would not work so quickly. At that moment, as the subject directly connected to the jade seal, he was dead.

Hu Qing seized the moment when the jade seal was ownerless, pulled it into his soul and handed it over to the Four Emperors.

Haha, surrounded by the Four Emperors' Seals, it can no longer escape. Not only can it not escape, it can't even send any message.

That's it.

Hu Qing perked up, returned to his original state, tidied himself up a little, and was about to go out with his right hand raised.

"Old Ancestor, let me out, I'm going to kill him."

The old ancestor looked at her with a smile, and immediately retracted the barrier. Hu Qing flew up with a cry.

"Dead, right? Where's Hun'er Hun'er? I'll send him away right now!"

As long as we throw him into the ghost gate, he will never come back!

The previous space lock has become invalid. Everyone has started a new level and is searching everywhere.

The second and third clan leaders were guarding the incomplete corpse, while the others were searching, some looking for fallen pieces of flesh, and some looking for the disappeared soul.

Hu Qing rushed forward: "You lost your soul, right? Let me come. Once the gates of hell are opened, no soul can escape."

When everyone heard this, they immediately made way for her.

Bah, bah! Hu rubbed his palms together to warm them, raised them high and shouted, "Open the gates of hell!"

Above her head, a hole opened silently in the empty air, and then it got bigger, revealing a small platform and two doors.

The door was pitch black, with only two large brass bracelets hanging on it.

Hu Qing was stunned. This was not the same door as before. Why was this door so - plain and simple?
Without thinking too much, she went forward and knocked on the door, rapping on the big ring: "Mr. Messenger, open the door, here comes a big guy."

At the same time, his consciousness entered the space cave and knocked on the fragments of the mirror: "Sir? Sir? We are one of us. Can you open a quick passage?"

Real-name binding, a certain messenger received it immediately, feeling helpless. A thought moved and he appeared somewhere.

"Brother, let me go, my informant."

Alas, it’s too close, and the transportation in the underworld is too convenient, which is really inconvenient.

The door was opened from the inside, the wind whistled, and a familiar black robe floated out. Mo Ming Hu Qing must be an old acquaintance of his.

Extending his hand enthusiastically: "Sir, it's me. Long time no see."

The man in black robe flashed to the side and looked outside: "Where are the dead souls?"

Hu Qing rubbed his hands and said, "He's hiding, right here. The ghost gate can suck him away anyway, so just suck him away."

The man in black robe did not comment. His eyes hidden in the darkness opened a magic door and almost instantly saw what no one else could see... What is this?

Shock.

"You killed an Immortal Emperor?"

Hu Qing immediately became serious: "It is obviously a righteous cause, let's work together to eradicate the evil forces!"

"." "Sir, take him in quickly!"

The messenger had a headache. This, this, this, theoretically speaking, it wouldn't work.

According to the rules of the Dao, the living return to the Yang world, and the dead souls go to the Yin world. For weak creatures, such as humans, when a mortal dies, his soul leaves the body. The soul begins to dissipate immediately after leaving the body, so the dead soul is incomplete. The souls of mortals are even more fragile, and they can naturally return to the Yin world under the pull of the power of heaven and earth. The ghost messengers in the mortal world deal with those evil ghosts who stay in the Yang world because of obsession.

Monks are more powerful than ordinary people, so they have more tricks. Some smart ghosts refuse to enter the underworld after death, and stay in the human world to practice ghost skills. This group is the focus of their attention. Once they run into them, it will definitely be a thrilling chase.

Of course, things have their own development and changes. Because the way of ghost cultivation is also in the avenue, the netherworld cannot kill them all, so as long as it is not too excessive, they will turn a blind eye.

Having said so much, in short, the gate of hell cannot be opened at will, and ghosts cannot be admitted at will.

The one in front of him was different from the one before. He wanted to ask: The souls you collected before were all dead souls who were forced to stay in the Yang world. Clearing away the resentment and supporting the pure spirit were all merits. Why do you suddenly have to deal with such a person who is neither dead nor alive?

That’s right, although the man’s body was dead, his soul was too fresh to be determined as a dead soul.

Moreover, the Dao has its own rules. After death, mortals can still try to become fierce ghosts with their obsession. For such a great Immortal Emperor, based on his experience, resurrection is a foregone conclusion. Taking a step back, he can completely cultivate ghosts and become a ghost emperor.

This, this, this - it makes things difficult for him.

Hu Qing didn't understand his dilemma. She wondered, "He's dead. Can't we collect his soul?"

The messenger gritted his teeth and said, "I can't do anything. If you catch him and throw him into the ghost gate, no one can say it's against the rules."

With a flash of her eyes, Hu Qing understood. She could borrow the Guimen knife, but she couldn't hold it in her hands and let her chop it. She had to catch the dead ghost and press his neck against the blade.

This knife must be clean.

"Then - Sir, can you ask the Ghost Gate to use its power to take out the old ghost?"

The messenger widened his eyes from an angle she couldn't see: "This is collusion with Yangjie's dereliction of duty. I will die!"

He said, "I'll give you half an hour. If you catch it and throw it in, I'll pretend I didn't see it. After half an hour, I'll close the door."

Hu Qingchou: "Really not going to help?" She pulled his sleeve.

The messenger dodged: "This is already a backdoor."

Hu sighed: "Alright, I'll take out the mirror and look——"

"You're courting death," the messenger said anxiously, but he dared not speak loudly. He looked back cautiously, "Isn't that clear evidence that I cheated for you? Do you want me to lose my job? I worked so hard to get promoted!"

Hu Qing: "Then what should I do?"

The messenger looked around and asked, "Hey, where's your soul-locking chain?"

Hu Qing: "I went traveling."

Messenger: “.” These days, a chain worker lives better than regular workers like them.

"Then I don't care. Half an hour, starting from now."

Hu Qing scratched his ears and cheeks, and turned into the female ghost king, staring with wide eyes, but couldn't see anything.

He flew to Yang Tianxiao and the others and said, "Master, that bastard must be at the scene, but I can't find it. The ghost gate is only open for half an hour."

The Grand Master looked at him and said, "You seem to be quite familiar with that person."

Hu Qing hung his head dejectedly: "You don't help me either."

The Grand Master laughed at her: "There are so many of us. Half an hour is too much."

Hu Qing's eyes lit up.