Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 316 Why not invite the fairy Chang'e to have a drink with you?
Fengdu City.

It is very different from the Fengdu City that An Yan saw in the Fairy Sword World. The only thing in common is that it is full of eerie air and ghosts can be seen everywhere.

The ghosts in the city also looked up at the light streaking across the sky with awe in their eyes.

Although we don't know who is with Lord Yama, he must be a person with great magical powers since he can get the Ten Kings of Hell to come and greet him together.

The light fell into the reception hall, and everyone took their seats. An Yan was arranged to sit in the upper seat.

He did not shirk this, saying that he deserves to be valued today.

King Qin Guang clapped his hands, and two teams of graceful dancers filed into the hall from outside. Each of them was wearing a gauze skirt with fluttering sleeves. If you didn't know better, you would have thought you had arrived in heaven.

Even An Yan, a veteran who has been exposed to the modern Internet, has to say that it is wonderful.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, do these look good to you?"

Prince Qin Guang, who had seen An Yan's satisfied expression, said with great pride.

Perhaps this immortal's Taoism is more profound than theirs, but when it comes to enjoying life, they think they are better.

These dancers were carefully selected, and when they were alive, they would have been famous beauties.

An Yan nodded first, then shook his head.

This made the ten Yama Kings all look puzzled, and King Yama even asked directly: "I wonder why you are shaking your head?"

"Although the singing and dancing are beautiful, they lack good wine and delicious food." An Yan smiled slightly and conjured up a piece of dragon meat like a magic trick, "I have a piece of dragon meat here, I wonder if the King of Hell has good wine?"

Dragon meat! ?
Although the Dragon King had been dead for a long time, his dragon flesh still emanated a wisp of celestial power.

The Ten Kings of Hell were shocked. It was a real dragon in the celestial realm. Could it be that the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas were killed by someone?

They were puzzled, but they didn't show it. King Qin Guang laughed and said, "Since fellow Taoists have taken out such delicious food, how can we not have good wine?"

"Someone is coming!"

"Go get me the fine wine from my collection, and cook the dragon meat."

The dragon meat in An Yan's hand was taken away, and then a waiter came up with a wine jug to pour him wine.

The clear aroma of wine wafts in the air, and just smelling it makes the pores of the body relax and make people feel euphoric.

"Good wine! Haha!!"

An Yan drank it all in one gulp, his tone full of appreciation.

"I'm glad you like it. I wonder what sect you are from? Let us know so that we can visit you during festivals."

"Maoshan Sect, An Yan."

"Speaking of which, our Maoshan sect has a deep connection with your underworld, and many of our disciples work in the underworld."

An Yan smiled slightly.

Maoshan Sect!
There was a glimmer of surprise in King Qin Guang's eyes. He didn't expect that the Taoist friend in front of him was actually from the Maoshan Sect.

Just as An Yan said, there are many Maoshan disciples working in the underworld, and the relationship between the two is not bad.

Soon, dragon meat and other delicacies were served, including everything that flew in the sky, walked on land, and swam in the water.

The hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere and the sound of toasts.

I don't know which Lord Yama said, "What a pity! If we could invite Chang'e from heaven to come down and dance for us, this banquet would be perfect."

King Yama laughed at himself, "Chang'e is a first-class beauty, living in Guanghan Palace. How could she come down to the underworld and dance for us?"

Their King of Hell does have a very high status among the people, but he is a different system from the Heavenly Court and is looked down upon by many immortals.

Anything related to death is unpopular no matter where it is.

Of course, if you are as strong as Yin Tianzi, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and other strong people, it will be different.

The Ten Kings of Hell are merely the pawns of the underworld.

"I think this makes sense. Why not invite the fairy Chang'e to have a drink with you?"

An Yan thought of a famous scene from a Taoist priest at Mount Laoshan and smiled mysteriously.

"Everyone, just look at mine."

The Ten Kings of Hell all showed curiosity when they heard this, and they all wanted to see how An Yan invited the Fairy Guanghan to come down.

An Yan smiled slightly and raised his hand to draw a full moon.

There was also a full moon in the sky outside, shining brightly and clearly. One could vaguely see Guanghan Palace and Wu Gang cutting the osmanthus tree.

Such a sudden change caused the ghosts in the underworld to be greatly frightened.

Especially some people who have just died, after passing through the gates of hell, walking the road to the underworld, stepping onto the Naihe Bridge, standing in front of the Wangxiang Terrace, looking up at the bright moon that seems to be there but is not, they can't help but feel sad from the heart, full of nostalgia and reluctance.

For a moment, all the ghosts mourned together, those who heard it were sad, and those who listened to it shed tears.

The ten kings of hell were all surprised at An Yan's action.

An Yan did not explain, but just smiled and threw the chopsticks in his hand towards the cold Moon Palace.

After a while, the fairy hiding in Guanghan Palace floated down from the moon and landed in the hall.

I saw the fairy Guanghan, with a face like lotus, a chest like jade, and a waist as soft as a willow swaying in the wind, dancing gracefully in her colorful feathered clothes.

The sound is clear, melodious and pleasant to the ears, like flowing spring water, or wind blowing through bamboo forests, ethereal and mournful.

An Yan's extraordinary actions left the Ten Kings of Hell dumbfounded and fascinated.

After the song ended, Fairy Guanghan bowed and slowly disappeared.

Only when a chopstick fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, could the Ten Kings of Hell be awakened.

The ten Yama Kings looked at each other, feeling ashamed of themselves. They all stood up and bowed to An Yan, "Brother Dao's magic is so powerful, it's incredible. We can't compare to you."

King Qin Guang even waved his hand to send the previous dancer away. After watching the fairy dance, such worldly beauty was no longer acceptable to him.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Dao, you have caused us so much trouble."

An Yan blinked innocently. He didn't expect that the magic cast with the magic pupil could be so real.

In fact, in An Yan's eyes just now, it was just a chopstick dancing alone, but he didn't expect that the Ten Kings of Hell would react so greatly.

What a sin! What a sin! At this time, the banquet was coming to an end.

An Yan coughed, he didn't want to take the blame, and changed the subject: "Lord Yan, I wonder what the treasure you just mentioned is?"

Seeing this, King Qin Guang had no choice but to look at An Yan with resentment, thinking to himself that he must study this kind of magic later.

He replied: "Brother Dao, have you ever heard of the Cold Water Soul Stone?"

Hearing that the so-called treasure was the Cold Water Soul Stone, An Yan's eyes lit up and he nodded, "I got a piece of the Cold Water Soul Stone once before. It is said to be a specialty of the Cold Water Hell. It is condensed from the soul power dropped from the tortured ghosts and takes a thousand years to form. It is of great benefit to the soul."

"I wonder how many Yan Jun there are?"

King Qin Guang's heart suddenly tightened. Oh no, they were targeting his past.

This thing is also of great use to their King Yama. If they didn't see that An Yan had done a great favor to the underworld, they would never have taken it out.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "To be honest, Brother Dao, this Cold Water Soul Stone is also an important cultivation resource for us. I can only give you ten pieces."

Ten dollars?

An Yan was delighted, knowing that this was already a lot, and that Lord Yan was a good man.

"That's enough, Lord Yan is so generous. I'm determined to keep you as my friend."

After receiving the Hanshui Soul Stone, An Yan prepared to leave.

He has been away for a while. If he doesn't go back, Yan Chixia will probably come down to look for him.

After bidding farewell to Lord Yan, An Yan set out on his journey home.

In a mysterious cave, a Taoist who was sitting cross-legged and practicing suddenly opened his eyes and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Who? Who killed the Black Mountain Demon?"

The Taoist's tone was filled with anger and suspicion.

He knew the strength of the Black Mountain Old Demon. Even though he was not invincible in the world, with the body and magical powers he specially prepared for him, there were no more than five immortals, gods or monsters that could kill the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Is it the old ghost of Youquan? Or the White Eyebrow of Mount Emei? Or the Emperor of Heaven?

"Ok?"

"National Division?"

After receiving the memories sent back by the Black Mountain Old Demon before his death, the Taoist looked strange and snorted coldly.

"What a cunning and stinky scholar!"

"Maoshan Sect! Lanruo Temple!"

An Yan didn't know that his little trick had been seen through by the being behind the Black Mountain Demon, who was planning to make things difficult for him.

Maoshan Sect.

Yan Chixia paced back and forth, looking anxious, wondering if he wanted to take a look outside.

It was almost dawn, but the leader had not returned yet.

"Master Yan, Master An is a lucky man, nothing will happen to him."

"Sister, you say so, right?"

Nie Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing were also there because Master An asked them to wait here until he came back to send them off for reincarnation.

After hearing what Xiao Qian said, Xiao Qing nodded and said, "Master Yan, let's wait and see."

"wait wait wait!!!"

"I have been waiting since last night until almost dawn. I can't wait any longer. I want to go down and find the Sect Master."

Yan Chixia screamed twice in surprise, and when he became anxious, he was ready to open the portal to the underworld and go take a look for himself.

If something really happened to the leader, he would risk his life to bring the leader's remains out of the underworld.

Just as Yan Chixia was about to take action, an unpleasant voice appeared along with An Yan's figure, "You are almost going to become an elder of a sect, but you are still so impatient and impetuous."

"You still have the nerve to say that. You said it would only take an incense stick of time. Look at what time it is now?" Yan Chixia smiled when he saw the master returning safely, but his tone was complaining.

"Mr. An, I'm glad you're back. You don't know how worried Hero Yan was about you." Xiaoqian covered her mouth and chuckled.

Yan Chixia said hypocritically: "Nonsense, I didn't do that."

An Yan, who knew Yan Chixia's personality, smiled and said, "It would have taken an incense stick of time, but Lord Yan invited me so kindly that I went to be his guest for a while."

"Really?"

"As expected of Master An, he was invited by the King of Hell."

Xiaoqing said with full of admiration, looking like a typical bootlicker.

Yan Chixia felt a chill when he heard the delicate voice, and muttered to himself that beauty can mislead people and one should not be tempted by lustful thoughts.

When An Yan saw this, he knew what Yan Chixia was thinking, and couldn't help but secretly spit. He had thought the same way before, but he didn't understand it until later.

There is no such thing as a demon. It is just that you are being hard on yourself.

There was nothing, and where did you get the dust?
Of course, this is An Yan’s own way, which may not be suitable for Yan Chixia.

So he just murmured in his heart and didn't say it out loud, so as not to upset Yan Chixia's Taoism.

An Yan ignored Yan Chixia and looked at Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian: "Okay, since you have made up your mind, I won't stop you."

"I hope you can be reborn into a good family in your next life."

The two girls sobbed softly upon hearing this, looked at An Yan reluctantly, and finally gave him a kiss to say goodbye.

"Go ahead! Just go straight through this door."

An Yan did not linger and opened the passage to the underworld.

"Thank you!"

The two women walked in hand in hand.

(End of this chapter)