Just like this, I was thinking about it while walking towards the main hall of the Yinsi, two hundred miles away.

A distance of one hundred meters in one step.

Under the influence of the decree, his robes vibrated, and the evil spirits around him were crowded.

Then, he looked at the calm Daoist Ning, and saw that there was no magic fluctuation around him, but his speed was the same as him, and he knew where this feeling of something wrong came from.

That is, he discovered the same problem as the River God, that is, he could not see through the realm of Taoist Ning at all, and even thought that Taoist Ning was just an ordinary person, with a better temperament at most.

But the more this happened, the more surprised he was.

Because in the Wu Dynasty, he had met the two highest-level ascetics, the traveling Old City God and the Wujiang River God, these two great priests.

Among them, eight hundred years of Taoism have been completed, and the foundation has been completed. I also want to borrow the river god who transformed the national fortune into a dragon.

His momentum is so strong that just standing in front of Jiang Shen, you can feel a sense of depression emanating from your heart.

The old city god is majestic and kind-hearted, making people dare not say anything easily, but they are convinced unconsciously.

But today I saw Taoist Ning who looked like an ordinary person.

Only then did he discover that the highest state is that this Taoist method is so exquisite that it is unfathomable, making it impossible for him to distinguish, but it can affect the state of mind of other monks at any time.

Then, he did not dare to talk nonsense while walking.

As we walked like this, we just followed Ning He silently.

I couldn’t tell for a moment whether he was the owner of Yinsi or a guest.

Only when Ning He stopped occasionally or watched something, he would explain these things in words, reflecting his identity as a host.

Just like today.

Ning He paused for a moment next to the execution rack in an open field, looking at a man tied to a wooden nail, and at the man holding a knife.

When Yin Chai saw the strange gentleman who suddenly appeared and the City God next to him, he quickly stopped the execution and bowed to salute.

The city god signaled him to continue the execution.

For a moment, there was the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh, and heart-rending screams from the people nailed to the wood.

The city god then solemnly said to Ning He: "This man's name was Meng Hengrong in his lifetime. When he was thirty-five years old, he killed three people because of his wealth.

At the age of thirty-nine, when he ran out of money, he robbed money again with a knife, killing two innocent people.

He died of illness at the age of forty-two.

After his death, he was arrested by Yin Chai and found out that his longevity was eleven years.

However, the punishment in charge of this case was sentenced to ten years by the sword."

As the city god said this, he also looked at the robber.

When the executioner saw the Lord City God and the gentleman whom both the City God respected watching the ceremony, he took out the knife skills he had honed over the past few years and his understanding of the robber's pain points.

This time the knife was cut one by one, the technique was more sophisticated and the cutting was more energetic.

Whenever the bandit's soul is about to disperse, he will stop to rest for a while and stick the fallen meat to the wound where the person no longer bleeds.

The strange thing is that the meat actually grows again.

Wait until the soul solidifies in the Yin Qi surrounding it.

Yin Chai will pick up the instrument of torture again.

This goes on and on until the ten-year sentence ends.

If you are not dead, you can enjoy the remaining one year of your life in the underworld in the underworld.

It was the first time that Ning He saw the execution of Yinsi, but he watched it for a while with some interest.

I found that this person only yelled and didn’t curse.

When I scanned my spiritual consciousness, I found that this man's tongue had been cut off by the law, so that he could only make sounds and could not speak like ordinary people.

Looking around the execution ground again, there are many people like this.

Sometimes you can encounter terrifying monsters in the gossip that make the people talk about it, but now in the underworld, everyone is crying and crying, and they just want to die quickly.

There are also souls that were born, which could not withstand the torture, and died in the oil pan.

The Yin Chai responsible for the execution is being scolded by the Yin God in charge of this execution area.

Go forward.

There is also a courtroom, where a stranger who has just passed away is crying about how he was killed and describing the appearance of the murderer.

Yin Zai, who was responsible for recording, used Yin Sha to conjure up the appearance of the murderer in a mirror based on his description.

Afterwards, as long as there is verification to prove that what the deceased stranger said is true, then after the murderer dies, he will face the death penalty.

This is where it comes from to record the evil deeds of strangers.

Relying on the stories of deceased people and verification.

But when I actually arrived at the Yinsi and saw that the legendary ghosts and gods really existed, very few people dared to lie in front of the priest.

Along the way, they saw all kinds of executions.

Again in the story of Yin Cha.

I also saw legendary monsters, but they couldn't escape their punishment.

They even dare not lie.

Keep moving forward.

This is like a separate punishment place, an important place.

Ning He also saw two demon cultivators with the aura of priests.

Walk towards a fish-headed monster not far away.

Ning He found that his realm was not high and he could only practice Qi to perfection.

What he suffered was the punishment of having fish scales drawn out.

"He was a demon cultivator during his lifetime." The City God also explained at the side, "He was also a Centurion of the Water Tribe under the command of Wujiang River God.

But twelve years ago, he secretly practiced evil practices and harmed twenty-eight strangers.

Ten years ago, he fled to Liangcheng to commit evil. He was discovered by Judge Wu and captured and killed, and his soul was brought back to the underworld.

I originally thought that I was a demon tribe and a Wujiang aquatic tribe. I wanted to hand it over to the River God and let him deal with it, but the River God asked us to act in accordance with the law.

So I imprisoned him in this prison engraved with the soul-binding formation, and suffered the pain of having fish scales pulled off every day until his 121-year life span was exhausted.

After all, monks have a long lifespan and a strong soul. If they do not die naturally, but are captured and killed by outsiders, and their souls are not destroyed by others, their life span will also be relatively long."

When he said this, he sighed: "Although Wujiang River God is the head of the Shui Tribe in the Wu Dynasty, and now the head of the most important priests in the Wu Dynasty, he never protects the villains under his command, but treats the Shui Tribe and the Human Race as if they are relatives.
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Otherwise, regarding the Wujiang Shui Tribe, don’t think that the little god is a city god in charge of the affairs of the Yin Division in Liangcheng, but the little god does not dare to deal with it easily."

"I heard the River God talk about it." Ning He agreed: "The Wujiang God knows right from wrong and has no protection for those who do evil under his command."

"Taoist Ning also heard the River God talk about the Wujiang God?" The City God was indeed a little curious when he heard these words.

Because in his opinion, when a normal cultivator gets to know a great monk in magic, most likely he should ask for advice on how to practice.

If it's just a casual chat, it feels like a missed opportunity.

When Ning He saw the City God asking, he said casually: "When the River God is free, he occasionally comes to my shop to chat.

If the City God is free, you might as well come and sit in my shop."

"This..." The city god was suddenly invited by the great monk. He couldn't help but pause for a moment, then he smiled and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for the invitation!"

The words fell.

He also thought about it in his mind and planned to try to visit every seven or eight days.

Otherwise, if you take people’s kind words seriously and accidentally disturb Taoist Master Qingxiu, it will be self-defeating.

But he didn't know that Ning He had always let nature take its course during his cultivation.

Ning He, on the other hand, didn't care what the city god thought, but kept wandering like this for a long time. When everything he heard was confirmed, he thought about leaving.

Before leaving again.

Ning He passed by the previous court hall, took a large bowl, and gave it to the City God with half a pot of spiritual wine.

The city god passed the river god, but he knew that he would get drunk when the pot was half full, so he did not drink it immediately, but sent Taoist Ning away first.

The city god saw him off and left the underworld.

A farewell.

Ning He looked in the direction of the tea stall and did not choose to go back. Instead, he walked in the opposite direction. His destination was Wujiang, five thousand miles away.

I also heard that the City God and the River God often mentioned this place.

Now, the two priests in Liangcheng have also met each other, and they have been fine recently.
Chapter completed!