Ten years later, in the Wheel King City, a closed hall gate suddenly opened. Ma Fan walked out with a refreshing spirit. Before he could make an announcement, he ran into the King of Yama who was walking towards him.

"I'm right. You'll be out in the next two days!" Seeing Ma Fan walk out of the warehouse, King Yama laughed.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would be the first to welcome me this time!" Ma Fan said with a smile.

"Haha, I have to come. Actually, I have been glaring at you here for several days." King Yama looked full of spring breeze, "Boy, you have been in seclusion for a long time this time. Many of the world in the world may be madly angry by you!"

"I'm so angry?!" Ma Fan smiled coldly, "I'm going to close my own barriers, what do I have to do with others? If they're angry, they can only be because they have bad intentions and have plans for me!"

"It's reasonable!" King Yan Luo smiled, "At our level, let alone ten years of seclusion, even a hundred years of seclusion, a thousand years of seclusion is common. If it weren't for some purpose, they wouldn't have to care about when you came out of seclusion. They really don't have to care about the feelings of those people. They would be so angry that they would be crazy."

"Okay, okay, if you don't say these words to please me, I'll leave soon. Actually, to be honest, you don't have to worry about me staying in this Wheel-Running City!" Ma Fan said with a smile.

King Yama smiled and said, "Haha, don't say that. In fact, we really want to keep you. It's just that the Netherworld is too small and not suitable for you, so we can't keep you."

Ma Fan smiled and said, "All right, if I stay in the underworld, I'm afraid you will be the first to hate me. I know all this in my heart. You don't need to say this to coax me."

King Yama said: "What I said is true. If you are willing to stay, we can regard you as the Lord of the Underworld."

Ma Fan smiled and said, "Don't use such words to tempt me. Be careful that I am really moved. I'll just stay here!"

King Yama said: "I can't ask for it!"

"Haha, I won't make fun of you anymore." Ma Fan suddenly took the smile on his face and said seriously: "Have you found a successor to the Wheel King City?"

King Yama nodded, pointed at a young man not far away and said, "It's that person. What do you think?"

Ma Fan looked at the young man as handsome as a talent. If he was more handsome, he would naturally be the best in the world. However, his cultivation level was only around the early stage of Taiyi Zhenxian. He seemed to be a little lower in his strength to control the Wheel King City, and he frowned slightly and said, "Uh, that—!"

As soon as he spoke, Ma Fan suddenly thought that he would not know when he would come to the Netherworld again after leaving Netherworld today. It seemed that he had little to do with him what the underworld had become, so he stopped the words behind. However, King Yama had already seen his abnormality and asked: "What. Is there any problem?"

"Hahaha, nothing!" Ma Fan said with a smile.

"Since there is nothing, then what did you mean just now?" King Yama on the side was dissatisfied.

"I mean, the Wheel-Running City has a great relationship and cannot be missed, especially now that the situation is really not peaceful. I think if you have a suitable expert, then arrange someone to help this fellow Taoist. It is more safe." Ma Fan said with a smile.

King Yan Luo said: "Don't you just dislike the eldest son's cultivation level being low? Just say it, why bother such a bend?"

Ma Fan said: "Can't you not feel that?"

King Yama said: "Thanks to you who helped kill the Emperor of Fengdu and his subordinates ten years ago, and helped to take charge of the Wheel-Born King City for ten years, avoiding our enemies from both sides and allowing us to fight against the Ancestor of the Styx, because you are here. The Heavenly Court is also very righteous this time, and actually asked Doumu Yuanjun to lead the four strongest divisions of the Thunder Fire and Plague Dou to help. Moreover, these righteous gods worked very hard this time for your sake, and spent ten years. Finally, they drove the Ancestor of the Styx, the Shura clan and the Demon clan back.

Now that the underworld is basically peaceful, under normal circumstances, no one dares to offend this Wheel-Running City. Even if there are those who are ignorant and those levels outside block it, it is difficult to get in. And if something happens here, we will not ignore it. It is okay to let the eldest house sit here."

"Oh, it turns out that the Netherworld has stabilized. No wonder you look at you with a spring breeze today." Ma Fan nodded and asked, "But what is this kid's identity? Why don't you use so many masters to take charge of the Wheel-Running City."

King Yan Luo smiled and said, "This man's name is Fei Changfang. He is from Shangcai, Runan during the Han Dynasty. One day, he drank in a restaurant to relieve his boredom. Occasionally, an old man selling medicine was hanging a medicine gourd to sell pills and pills. After a while, the pedestrians on the street gradually dispersed, and the old man quietly got into the gourd.

The eldest house saw it clearly and concluded that the old man was not an ordinary person. He bought wine and meat and respectfully paid homage to the old man. The old man knew his purpose and led him into the gourd together. When he opened his eyes, he saw the red railings and painted buildings, magnificent, with strange flowers and plants, like fairy mountains and jade pavilions, with a unique world.

Later, Fei Changfang learned alchemy with the old man for more than ten days. Before leaving, the old man gave him a bamboo stick and rode it on it. When he returned to his hometown, his family thought he was dead. It turned out that more than ten years had passed, and his body had been cremated for more than ten years.

Since the long room had no corpse, he could only cultivate ghost immortals. However, he had extraordinary insights, but he had reached the realm of Taiyi Zhenxian in just a few hundred years.

After this turmoil in the underworld, the talent experts are withering. How can I not use British materials like Fei Changfang?"

Ma Fan thought to himself: "Fei Changfang, isn't that Han Xiangzi's previous life? King Yama cannot know the Eight Immortals and Han Xiangzi, and does not know the Eight Immortals' achievement status, nor can he show kindness to this person because of this. There may be hidden information."

Thinking of this, Ma Fan couldn't help but stare at King Yama. King Yama was embarrassed by Ma Fan and whispered: "The old man who sold medicine in the professor Fei Changfang was transformed by the Taishang Laojun. This person can be regarded as the personal disciple of Taishang Laojun. You are satisfied with the answer!"

When Ma Fan heard what King Yama said, he immediately understood and thought to himself: "There was a hell master in the eighteen levels of hell that was related to Zhuangzi. Now there is a ghost immortal taught by the Emperor Taishang. It seems that the People's Cult has ideas about Youming! But anyway, I'm leaving, no matter who he will return to in the future."

Ma Fan said to King Yama: "Okay, this matter has come true, so I will say goodbye and regret it for a while."

King Yama said: "Ten years ago, you said that when the underworld stabilizes, you can ask you to get the mirror of evil. Now the underworld has stabilized..."

When Ma Fan heard that King Yama wanted to ask for magic weapons, he didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he immediately merged into the void and quickly traveled through the void and fled to the distance.
Chapter completed!