Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

On the high platform, King Yama glanced at King Wuguan and spoke again: "Weigh the merits!"

This time, there was no need for the good boy to step forward, the King of the Wuguan, who was in charge of the fourth hall, took action himself.

A yin power drew mysterious traces in his hand, forming a sparkling talisman.

For a moment, Lu Wenwu felt a warm feeling rising in his body, and there seemed to be a golden light surging in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, the golden light shined brightly on the judgment platform, and golden light pillars that looked like solid objects rose into the sky and spread in all directions until they spread to the entire hall.

All the previous coldness and evil spirits disappeared without a trace.

The ice and snow in the boundless sea of ​​blood melted in an instant, turning into a warm golden light of merit.

The golden light is endless and the merits are immeasurable.

Countless Yin soldiers and ghosts were bathed in this golden light of merit, and even had a vague sense of detachment. Everything before disappeared without a trace, leaving only the inner peace and tranquility.

It seems that one's merits have been fulfilled.

As long as he puts his toes slightly, his light soul can rise up into the clouds on the spot and achieve the position of Yin God.

The eyes of those Yin soldiers and ghosts who had experienced ups and downs changed again when they looked at Lu Wenwu.

From the panic before to the shock just now, to the complexity now.

All completed in just tens of seconds.

Infinite merit!

Could it be that this guy saved a world?

If Lu Wenwu could answer them, he could nod righteously and say "yes".

As early as the day before, he had indeed just saved a world that had lost its future.

If you kill a lot, you will kill those who deserve to die.

Many people were saved, and most of them were innocent people.

Yama of the Tenth Hall suddenly became serious at this moment, and at the same time he sat upright, looking intently at the karma scale.

The golden light condensed from merit also gathered into a golden lotus in the air.

Flawless as if made of the finest gold.

The palm-sized golden lotus quietly landed on the blank tray.

Under the witness of countless Yin gods, Yin soldiers, and ghosts, the scale of karma fell rapidly at an extremely fast speed, immediately balancing the two ends of good and evil.

Then, the end of the golden lotus holding the merits continued to fall without hesitation, almost sinking to the bottom, pressing the entire lever of the karma scale vertically!

Such a scene made countless Yin soldiers and ghosts stunned.

They never expected that Lu Wenwu, who they had just judged as a monstrous demon, would suddenly change his identity and become a saint almost immediately.

Such endless merit is an astronomical figure that they cannot accumulate even if they are a ghost of Yuanhui.

The eyes of Yama from the Tenth Palace looking at Lu Wenwu were still different.

But they are all expressions of approval.

Even King Qin Guang, who had always been indifferent to Lu Wenwu before, now had a faint arc in the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the judge had finished recording the dossier, King Yama on the main seat said: "Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War, do you have any objection to the punishment of the scale? If you have any doubts, you can look at the mirror."

"No, no, no need to take a photo!" Lu Wenwu replied immediately.

King Yama nodded slightly and said kindly: "If you follow the iron law of the underworld, your life's merits and demerits have been judged at this time. You should go to the Tenth Hall Chakravartin King to receive the permission to reincarnate in the next life."

"When you are here, you must receive the offerings from the Yang World in the Support Pavilion, and then you can go to the Ghost Realm Castle to spend your Yin Life, and then go to the Golden Bridge to enter the reincarnation passage of the Immortal Path."

"However, you should know in your heart that coming to the land of Hades this time is not only a test, but also an opportunity. No matter how much merit you have, you still need to accept the hardships of the eighteen levels of hell."

"According to your judgment of the absolute value of good and evil, the number of days of training should be reduced a little, and you will be tortured in the human world for three days in each level of hell."

"During the torture process, you need to take out your personal belongings and hand them over to the undercover for safekeeping. Remember this."

After saying that, King Yama took a deep look at Lu Wenwu.

Those eyes that seemed to be able to see through all the filth in the world seemed to be telling him something.

But before Lu Wenwu could speak, King Yama waved his hand, and he immediately lost consciousness and was transported by space to an unknown place.

The "prisoners" who needed to be tried disappeared, and the judges, ghosts, and evil soldiers in the hall then retired. The entire hall became quiet, leaving only ten Yamas sitting quietly here.

In the ninth place, an old man with a long beard and a mane in a robe said: "King Chakravartin, you seem to admire him quite a lot."

Nine Halls, King of Equality.

He is also the one with the highest level of education among all the kings of hell.

The Wheel King said with a smile on his face: "I'm just happy to see Hunter Xin, he is a good young man."

Wang Guanwang, who was also a military general, echoed: "It is indeed good, but the murderous intention is too serious, which may go against the laws of nature and human ethics, and will be frowned upon by the Dao."

"But we happen to need a lot of such killing stars now, even if he loses control." King Chu Jiang interjected, "King Pingping and King City, you two should be the ones who feel this the most."

The King of Equality and the King of City were silent at the same time.

The Wheel-turning King laughed loudly: "The destiny I see is like a broken army."

"Breaking the army? That's incredible." A slightly surprised King Bian Cheng joined the group chat.

"I didn't expect you to have such a high opinion." King Qin Guang also looked surprised.

"Why not?" King Chakravartin asked, "With a little training, he will be a knife that kills people without blood, an indestructible spear, and a majestic and brave sword."

"Whatever you say, I don't like him. He is seriously disrespectful and has no respect for us." Emperor Song shook his head slightly, "Besides, with his reckless temperament, he may not survive to the end."

"You're almost done! Don't always think about having people kowtow to you."

King Taishan, who had never spoken, immediately retorted.

"Now is a modern underworld, and the human world is making progress. We ghost gods cannot rest on our laurels. Those programs of monarchs and ministers in the past have long been swept into the trash can! This is not the way the human world is now."

Emperor Song remained silent.

It can be seen from his unhappy expression that this old-fashioned King of Hell, who is in charge of hierarchy, obviously does not agree with the idea that everyone is equal in the new era.

"Okay, don't talk about these gossips anymore, the gossip ends here."

The eldest brother, King Yama, spoke up, interrupting the conversation that only belonged to the Ten Palaces of Yama.

"It's time to get to work."

Chapter 117 The punishment in hell is terrible, but fortunately I am a sports student (6k2)

When Lu Wenwu came back to his senses, he found that he had stepped onto the ground and stepped into another space.

When you open your eyes, everything you see is a blur.

Well.

Lu Wenwu didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him.

That's kind of like a butcher's shop selling meat?

All the dead souls were seen were like strips of meat waiting to be sold, their tongues hooked by thick hooks and chains, their limbs tied to a huge metal plate, hanging naked in the air.

This is true for both men and women.

Their tongues are growing longer due to their weight and the weight of the metal plates, and the expressions on their faces are becoming more ferocious and painful.

Lu Wenwu raised his head and looked up. He didn't know where the chain extended from, but it was as far as he could see.

In the sky above, there were blazing flames and biting wind blowing alternately.

Every time they reach the iron plate where the dead souls are bound, the pain will become more and more severe, and they will struggle more and more fiercely.

When the wind blows.

The bodies of countless dead souls hanging in the air swayed in the wind, and a large number of metal plates collided with each other in the cold wind, making a pleasant sound like wind chimes.

Below, the green-faced and fanged Yin soldiers held down the wailing souls, clamped the opponent's tongue with a huge vise, and used all their strength to pull it out.

The tongue was slowly elongated and kept getting thinner, but as if some kind of force had been exerted on it, it would not break in the middle no matter what.

The dead soul whose tongue had been pulled out had his face twisted into a ball, and his whole body was struggling and convulsing violently, trying to escape this terrible punishment.

But the Yin soldiers on the side are like the strongest cage in the world, holding the dead soul tightly, making it unable to survive or die, and can only live and die.

Until the Yin soldier responsible for pulling out the tongue suddenly exerted force, the long red tongue suddenly broke from the root like a broken tendon string, rebounded to the pliers and kept curling.

Then, the broken tongue in the dead soul instantly grew back intact and started a new cycle of reincarnation.

This is the first level of the eighteen levels of hell, the tongue pulling hell.

Anyone who sows dissension, slanders and harms others, is glib and clever, and lies and deceives others while alive will be sent to the tongue-pulling hell after death.

In this level of hell, having your tongue pulled out, being roasted by the high temperature, and being blown by the cold wind are just the most basic punishments.

Tongue pulling is by no means as simple as pulling out the tongue, but a symbol that directly deprives the deceased soul of its ability to communicate with the outside world.

The souls tortured in this layer cannot see or speak. They can only feel the ubiquitous pain in the boundless darkness, the intense loneliness and the fear caused by the lack of time concept.

They couldn't even scream.

Lu Wenwu made some calculations.

Based on the difference between the trial time set by King Yama for himself and his karma and merit, it can be concluded that the trial time for a normal player should be about seven days in the first level of hell.

Is this long?

Definitely not long.

According to legend, the eighteen hells are arranged according to the length of time of suffering and the severity of the crime.

In terms of the speed of time in hell, one day is equal to 3,750 years in the human world.

Under the normal penalty, the sentence is 10,000 years.

In other words, the shortest sentence in the Tongue Pulling Hell is 13.5 billion years in Blue Star time

A little trivia: The guy who was the first to go to tongue-pulling hell hasn’t been released yet.

The second trivia: Currently, there is no record of the first release in any hell in the entire underworld.