There are always fairies plotting against me

Lu Jinan lowered his eyes slightly and took out the short blade engraved with blood-red patterns.

During the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell open wide and hundreds of ghosts roam the night.

Not at this time, life and death are separated, and the world is on duty.

Lu Jinan ignored the gazes of the ancient Hades servants around him, and walked towards the Ghost Gate step by step with the blood-patterned dagger in his hand. The "blood eye" on the hilt of the sword was like a rotating pupil. The closer he got to the Ghost Gate, the more joyful the sword sounded.

From life to death, the "Evidence of the Underworld" paves the way.

Lu Jinan glanced at the blood in the dagger's blood bead, twisted his wrist slightly, and as the dagger pierced into the heavy city gate, ripples appeared in front of his eyes, and he entered the Soul-Calming Corridor behind the city gate unimpeded.

On the roof of the city gate at the entrance to the ghost town, Pei Wanyu's gentle face was filled with a proud smile.

With her level of cultivation, she naturally noticed that her beloved disciple wanted to practice the "Great Freedom Visualization Method" for a moment, so at that moment she thought that if Jin An really wanted to calculate the future of entering the Ghost Gate, she would immediately bring him back to the sect.

Even the cultivators in Tianyan Pavilion who are very skilled in fortune-telling would not easily tell fortunes for themselves. If a cultivator like Jin'an, who has only a superficial understanding of fortune-telling due to the nature of his technique, were to tell fortunes easily, his Daoist mind would be easily tarnished if he was not careful.

Fortunately, his beloved disciple has always been a source of pride for him.

Pei Wanyu, feeling much more relieved, raised her head slightly and looked at the invisible and bottomless broken boundary in the distance. She raised her right hand lightly and clenched her slender fingers stained with red nail polish. The sky, which was already gloomy, seemed to be covered with a layer of darkness, and it was as heavy and oppressive as if a rainstorm was about to pour down.

The majestic spiritual power was like a black phoenix, forcibly separating an independent area that was not invaded by the dark energy on the abyss that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, as if it could go straight into the ancient underworld.

Pei Wanyu put away her right hand and hooked a strand of hair that was blown behind her ear. Her slightly narrowed eyes were like a soft crescent moon, and the beauty mole on her lower right lip further highlighted her charm at this moment.

"If something unexpected happens, I don't want to wait for the next life at all~"

Pei Wanyu muttered to herself that even if a certain baby after reincarnation looked like Jin'an, even if he had the memories before reincarnation, she would not treat him as her beloved disciple Lu Jin'an.

So it’s better to make a big fuss in Minggu and bring back his good disciple personally.

"Alas~ I couldn't help but take action again~" Pei Wanyu didn't know what she was thinking about, she smiled with some evil taste: "Qingyue, Qingyue, I don't want to snatch Jin'an away and let you watch~"

Pei Wanyu, feeling increasingly cheerful, crossed her arms over her chest, tapping her arms lightly with her fingertips and humming a little tune from time to time.

"I don't know if Qingyue has found any information about Zhu Nanzhi. From Jin'an's inexplicably free description of her, it seems like she was born in Qingmiao Palace, went to Nanzhuo Territory to enter the mortal world, and then became a Supreme Being who forgets all emotions..."

Hmm? Could he be that woman's apprentice? "

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Lu Jinan passed through the ghost town gate and saw the entrance to the Soul-Calming Corridor not far away.

It is said that the Soul-Calming Corridor is a huge maze. Once the living who want to enter the underworld and the dead who want to return to the human world break in, they will get lost in the Soul-Calming Corridor and will never be able to escape.

Lu Jinan tightened the "Evidence of the Underworld" in his hand. With this short sword soaked in blood, he would not get lost in the Soul-Calming Corridor.

He took a step calmly, and once he stepped into the entrance of the Soul-Calming Corridor, it was like he had one foot halfway into the underworld.

The surroundings were filled with dark energy, completely isolating it from the spiritual energy of the outside world, but the spiritual power in Lu Jinan's body would not be lost due to rejection.

Because he has a sword in his hand, the "Underworld Certificate" is the legal pass for living people to enter the underworld.

It is unknown how many "Underworld Certificates" there are in the world, but throughout history, only a handful of people have used them to enter the underworld.

And they are all here to explore the Avenue of Death.

There are monks who return alive from the ancient underworld and become powerful, but there are more losers who are swallowed by death.

With the "Evidence of the Underworld" in his hand, Lu Jinan was able to successfully find the correct path to the Soul-Calming Corridor, but his progress was not fast.

Because the Soul-Calming Corridor is a maze formed by the combination of space and spirit, it is a rare place of enlightenment for monks who major in the avenue of space.

However, although Lu Jinan did not walk fast, he did not stop at all.

Compared to the power of space, the power to face death is even more rare.

Lu Jinan walked through the Soul-Calming Corridor and looked forward. At the real entrance of the Hades, there stood on the left and right a tall and thin figure with a smile on his face and a short and fat figure with a fierce look on his face.

Looking at the two figures with the words "Wealth in Life" and "Peace in the World" written on their official hats respectively, Lu Jinan's eyes lit up.

The Black and White Impermanence in mythology and legends!

Lu Jinan, holding the dagger tip downward, bowed slightly and performed a sword salute.

"I have heard of you two for a long time."

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Chapter 41: Hades 007

"I have heard of you two for a long time."

Seeing the two famous ghost messengers, Black and White Impermanence, Lu Jinan was really curious and excited, but he did not look at their faces impolitely.

"Seven." Hei Wuchang spoke in a low voice.

Lu Jinan was stunned, but after noticing his gaze, he realized that he was referring to the "ghost certificate" in his hand.

"How many are there in total?" Lu Jinan asked.

"Nine." Hei Wuchang's voice still sounded muffled: "We haven't seen each other for five thousand years. You are the first one."

"Whereabouts unknown?"

"Perhaps." Hei Wuchang turned sideways and said, "Mahayana cultivator, you are here for the Avenue of Death, right?"

"Mahayana stage?" Lu Jinan blinked: "That system..."

"We know, but it's long been discontinued." Hei Wuchang glanced at him. "I heard from deceased cultivators that someone popularized the idea that 'Golden Core is pregnancy, and Nascent Soul is childbirth.' Since then, you humans have revamped your cultivation system. While there are some differences from the past, it's largely the same."

Lu Jinan smiled and said, "I think the current system sounds better."

"It doesn't matter." Hei Wuchang glanced at the certificate in his hand: "You can offer so much blood, you can gain enlightenment for a longer time."

Only the blood-stained certificate is a complete pass to the ancient underworld, because people in the ancient underworld need blood as a medium to maintain communication with the human world.

The energy of Hades seems different from spiritual energy, but in the area of ​​Yunding Continent, they come from the same source.

Just like the beginning of human beings, and then they were divided into different surnames and different blood types.

Lu Jinan said again: "I want to see the Emperor of Fengdu."

"Okay." Hei Wuchang said without hesitation: "But you have to deduct half of your health."

"No problem." Lu Jinan nodded without hesitation.

"Please." Bai Wuchang made an inviting gesture.

Lu Jinan took a step forward without hesitation. He was already fully prepared. As for whether his goal could be achieved, it depended on his next conversation with the Lord of the Underworld, Emperor Fengdu.

Following the Black and White Impermanence and truly stepping into the underworld, Lu Jinan only felt his eyes darken, and the surroundings were filled with gloomy and deadly energy.

The upper Xuan is the lower Jiuyou, and the Jiuyou refers to the ancient underworld, which is the place where the laws of yin and death are most complete and profound.

After adapting to the light of the underworld for a while, Lu Jinan recovered and found himself standing on a cliff. Looking up, Minggu looked like a huge city hidden in the dark air, with an orderly layout and each of the nine parties performing their duties.

"The living should not look at the affairs of the underworld." Bai Wuchang reminded and built a bridge of the underworld in the air, leading directly to the Fengdu Emperor Palace.

Lu Jinan wisely withdrew his gaze. The existence of the underworld was a complete avenue of death. Not to mention himself, even though the cultivators in the Hidden God Realm were not within the five elements of the Fate Wheel, they could not "transcend" this world.

The information about Ming Gu that he had read in the Wandao Sect's library emerged in his mind, and Lu Jinan couldn't help but stroke the hilt of the sword with his fingers.

Although Hades is the place where the dead are reincarnated, it does not mean that the ghosts of Hades maintain a balance with the living people in the world.

All things go from birth to death, just like the birth of the world from nothing to existence. There is life before there is death, but there is not necessarily life after death.

The vast majority of lives in the world are newborns, and the new souls washed by Mengpo soup in the Hades Sutra are souls qualified to be reborn.

Those who committed heinous crimes may go to the underworld, but they will never be able to reincarnate; those who were sacrificed and refined into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner during their lifetime or whose souls were completely destroyed cannot go to the underworld, let alone reincarnate.

Lu Jinan thought about it and asked curiously, "Does Ming Gu really have a Book of Life and Death?"

“Yes.” Bai Wuchang, with his tongue hanging out, nodded: “Although monks are included in this category, I don’t know how long they live.

Because being a monk is a process of facing challenges and changing one's destiny, how long one lives depends entirely on one's own talent, cultivation, and courage."

Lu Jinan nodded, and without thinking for a while, the long bridge made of dark energy reached the end.

"The emperor is inside." Bai Wuchang stretched out his hand and wiped the certificate in Lu Jinan's hand, and the blood in it immediately disappeared by half.

Lu Jinan didn't care. He bowed and said thank you, then walked down the Yinming Bridge and entered the Fengdu Emperor Palace.

Lu Jinan saw a tall figure sitting high above. The figure had a stern face, his eyes moved very quickly, and his hands were turning pages, writing and stamping at a rapid speed...

Like a white-collar worker who works overtime all night and has no holidays all year round.

"Lu Jinan of Wandao Sect pays his respects to the Emperor of Fengdu." Lu Jinan bowed.

"If you have something to say, please say it. I'm very busy." Emperor Fengdu said without raising his head.

Lu Jinan rolled his eyes and said softly, "Are you tired?"

The Emperor of Fengdu paused, then raised his head with a look of resentment and hopelessness: "I haven't rested for 20,000 years!"

"Damn Heaven! There's no problem with the formation of the Three Realms, and there's no problem with the fusion of the Heavenly Realm and the Human Realm, but the number of officials in the Underworld has never increased since its inception. Guiding, examining, classifying, judging, punishing, reincarnating... so many ghosts have to be handled by me and my few dozen subordinates!"

"Look at the Eighteen Levels of Hell, the Naihe Bridge, and the queues before the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The souls of the past haven't been processed yet, let alone now?"

"Damn Heaven! It insists on forcing the most heinous criminals to suffer the torment of hell before their souls can be dispersed. I've added more torture instruments and enlarged the frying pan, but it still can't fit everyone!"

"And you in the human world, when the war breaks out, you just slaughter cities and regions one by one. You seem to enjoy killing people, but have you ever considered our feelings? Why don't you learn from those demonic cultivators and use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to make them suffer a fate worse than death, preventing them from entering the cycle of reincarnation in the Netherworld? This will also reduce the workload of the Netherworld!"

boom--

As he was talking, he heard a loud noise outside. Lu Jinan turned his head and saw that it was obviously the movement of the remnant soul in the Hidden God Realm.

"It's his mother's fault!"

The Emperor of Fengdu glared, raised his hand and pinched, and after a sharp scream outside, there was no life.

"And there are still bastards like this who think they were so great when they were alive, and now they're causing trouble for me and wasting my time. Damn them!"

Lu Jinan stared deeply at the Fengdu Emperor, who looked like a working man, and understood that if he could not reach transcendence, he would not be able to cause any waves even if he disappeared into the underworld.

It's like a monk is like a chicken in the domain of a more powerful monk, destined to be slaughtered.

Then I heard Emperor Fengdu cursing again.

"Damn Heavenly Dao! It's fine they didn't expand the army, but the alien invaders from 50,000 years ago died here, and Ming Gu still had to deal with them. Is that how they exploit us?"

Snapped!

The Emperor of Fengdu slammed his hand on the table and said, "Thank goodness I am kind-hearted and have integrity, otherwise I would have stopped doing this long ago. This place can be as chaotic as it wants, and it doesn't matter if it affects the human world!"

The Emperor of Fengdu, who seemed to have finally vented his anger, glared at Lu Jinan and then buried his head in criticism: "Another waste of time, damn it!"

Looking at the 'Minggu 007 Work System', Lu Jinan suddenly said, "Another era of great contention is coming."

The Emperor of Fengdu, who was writing furiously, suddenly looked up with a murderous look in his eyes: "This throne... I, I, I..."

Lu Jinan could see that Emperor Fengdu wanted to curse, but he didn't think he would say swear words like "grass" or "damn it".

So he cleared his throat and spoke before the Fengdu Emperor, whose veins were throbbing, went completely berserk.

"I have a plan, would you like to hear it?"

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Author: Thanks to Chenluo Xiyue for the reward of 1500 coins, Changye Wuhuo for the reward of 200 coins, book friend 20200308095310859 for the reward of 100 coins, and Xianyuhuang for the reward of 100 coins.

Chapter 42 "You learned this way, aren't you hoping to keep your deceased lover by your side forever?"

"I have a plan, would you like to hear it?"

Before coming to Minggu, Lu Jinan had imagined what kind of existence the Emperor Fengdu, the ruler of the underworld, would be like.

But no one would have expected that Emperor Fengdu was a working emperor under the '007 work system'. However, after Emperor Fengdu annihilated the soul of the hermit monk with a casual blow, the image of the 'Working Dragon King' was established.

But it is still a little different from the impression of the Lord of the Underworld...

However, Lu Jinan would not regard Emperor Fengdu as a fool who was easy to fool.

"A plan?" Emperor Fengdu stared at Lu Jinan. "Let me transcend this realm? I've existed since the beginning of the world and the birth of the Heavenly Dao. I can be said to be as old as the heavens. I'm indeed qualified to completely transcend this realm and hand the work over to others, but I don't like it."

He lowered his head again and began to busy himself with the affairs of the underworld. "This is my duty by birth. Besides, who can guarantee the moral character of the successor? Can he hold this position properly? What if I don't choose the right person?"

The Emperor of Fengdu's tone became more serious: "The underworld is in chaos, the ghost gate is open, and the human world is in chaos. I cannot bear to see this happen."

"The immortal world and the human world can be integrated, but the ancient world cannot."

Emperor Fengdu raised his head and glanced at Lu Jinan: "Life and death in this world can only be two parallel lines. If life and death merge, and humans and ghosts are indistinguishable, the world will be in chaos!"

Lu Jinan stroked the hilt of Ming Zheng's sword: "Yin and Yang can blend, but life and death can only coexist..."