In the underground palace, Ye Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and boundless.

The dazzling golden light is gathered in the body and merged into the holy body. The power of the holy body will not be leaked, and it will definitely be astonishing as it is revealed.

When the holy body condenses, it has roots, and its qi and blood are as majestic as the sea. The peak aura of the imperial realm is comparable to that of the saints.

This is a long-lost feeling. The overwhelming power in his body gave him enough confidence and no fear of the thorns ahead.

"It's really a fortune." Ye Chen smiled and turned over and stepped down.

Good fortune, indeed good fortune, found a powerful holy bone, gathered a powerful holy body, and his cultivation level also rose.

This luck is like a cheat. When good things come, they cannot be stopped. He is destined to shine in the underworld.

"Isn't it better yet?" Hei Wuchang's words came out of the door, and he was very impatient, and he was quite stunning to come in to help Ye Chen choose.

"Here you." Ye Chen trotted all the way, ravingly.

When he arrived at the pass, Hei Wuchang's already dark face was full of black lines running around. Is he very busy?

But soon, Hei Wuchang frowned slightly.

Ye Chen's aura seemed like a vast ocean, majestic and surging.

There is also his cultivation level. Before entering, it was the Heaven Realm. After coming out, it was the peak of the Emperor Realm. His speed was so scary.

The two big ghosts guarding the gate couldn't help but look sideways, and were surprised.

How long has it been since I went in? When I came out again, I felt like I had a different person, and the momentum of the imperial realm directly crushed the two of them.

"It's undeniable that he looks a little handsome." Seeing the three of them staring at him, Ye Chen pursed his hair.

"Follow me." Hei Wuchang took a breath, but he resisted the urge to get angry on the spot, turned around and left.

Ye Chen disagreed and followed him swayingly.

Behind him, two big ghosts scratched their heads and always felt something was wrong.

They have seen many of them who have come to choose their physical bodies, but there is no big change, but this is the first time they have seen them like Ye Chen.

Could it be that he chose a bone that defies the will of heaven?

But this is impossible! They know the most about what the bones inside are, but they don’t have such a good body.

Ye Chen seemed to be in a good mood, and he was humming the tunes all the way.

Hei Wuchang turned his head more than once, staring at Ye Chen with his eyes slightly narrowed. To be more precise, he was staring at Ye Chen's body.

This body is indeed extraordinary, with a powerful force lying dormant, and even he was shocked by the majestic qi and blood.

Knowing that Hei Wuchang was peeking at him, Ye Chen hooked up the origin and sacrificed golden light, wrapping his whole body tightly.

Hei Wuchang was embarrassed. He was shook by the light and saw two eyes appearing. He rubbed his eyes while walking, and hit the tree more than once.

"Brother, let me ask you something!" Ye Chen said.

"Say." Hei Wuchang was still rubbing his eyes, feeling a little confused.

"How often will our new Naiheqiao God come out?" Ye Chen stared at Hei Wuchang, hoping for an accurate answer.

"Ten years." Hei Wuchang shook his head and finally woke up. He didn't dare to look at Ye Chen anymore, for fear of being blinded again.

"Ten years, how boring it should be." Ye Chen sighed.

"There are so many boring things?" Hei Wuchang said, then gently brushed his hand, grabbed Ye Chen with one hand, and disappeared instantly.

The two appeared again, in front of a huge palace.

The palace is majestic, but it is also majestic and cold. It is portrayed by ghost heads, and there are two rows of ghost kings guarding it, which is gloomy.

Ye Chen looked up and saw the palace plaque: Hall of Merit.

Obviously, this is the place where merit is recorded. Ye Chen believes that the underworld seems to pay great attention to merit.

Only after following Hei Wuchang in, I realized that there was a great world inside.

There is fog surrounding the wailing ghosts, dark and light, there is chaos above and chaos below.

The only thing is a huge altar, with a stone tablet standing on it, which is as big as a mountain and like a mountain.

"This is the merit monument." Hei Wuchang said lightly, "Put open the five fingers of his palm and stick it on the merit monument."

"The Power of the Great Emperor." Ye Chen murmured, then walked up to the altar, stretched out his left hand, spread his five fingers, and stuck it on the monument.

But when the monument of merit trembled, a three-character appeared.

Ye Chen glanced at him and didn't know the mystery, so he looked at Hei Wuchang, "What does the meaning of the word "three" mean?"

"Three is your merit number. Within the ninety-nine merits, you are all small ghosts; if you cross ninety-nine, you are the big ghost; if you cross ninety-nine, you are the ghost king; if you cross ninety-nine, you are the dark general, and so on."

"To be specific, for example, for example, the cow head and horse face, every time they escort a ghost back, the number will increase by one?"

"Do you think merit is so easy to cultivate?" Hei Wuchang glanced at Ye Chen, "For every ten thousand ghosts that are escorted by the Niu Head and Horse Face, the merit will increase by one, and the rest will be calculated by yourself."

"This is too..." Ye Chen couldn't help swallowing.

"After time, you will know how difficult it is to upgrade this level." Hei Wuchang patted Ye Chen and smiled for the first time.

His smile, for some reason, was a little gloating.

Ye Chen was not calm and put his fingers on the calculation.

Only by escorting ten thousand ghosts can one increase in merit.

Ye Chen realized that he had been cheated by the judge, so he fooled him into being a little devil, and he was only given a pass certificate after he was promoted to the Nether General.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine merits are the generals of the underworld. He must cultivate until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month to reach the generals of the Underworld before he can meet Chu Ling'er.

"Come on, don't lose your merit book." Hei Wuchang smiled even more happily and gave Ye Chen a literary plan.

"That means, just save experience!" Ye Chen pulled the corner of his mouth.

"If you understand this way, there is nothing wrong with it."

"If I cultivate merits and don't record this merit book, wouldn't it be a big loss?" Ye Chen looked at Hei Wuchang.

"The merit book is personally controlled by the Emperor of the Underworld, no one dares to make a false statement, even the Ten Palaces of Hell." Hei Wuchang said.

"We are so familiar with each other. Tell me, where can I cultivate merits the fastest?" Ye Chen smiled and poked Hei Wuchang.

"Go to the evil sea to kill the evil dragon, kill it above the level, and cultivate merits the fastest." Hei Wuchang was patient this time and explained to Ye Chen, "However, if you are unfortunately destroyed by the evil dragon, you will fall into the evil sea forever, which is no different from the ashes."

"What the hell is the evil dragon?" Ye Chen was a little puzzled, "There is an emperor in the underworld, but can it dare to make trouble?"

"The sea of ​​evil is a place where evil fates gather. People have strong evil thoughts and love to devour ghosts the most. As for the evil dragons, they were born from it. The emperor of the Underworld is too lazy to care about these. Even if it is the great emperor, he cannot completely destroy the evil fates in the underworld."

"The imperial capital is powerless, this is fresh." Ye Chen coughed.

"Although the merits are cultivated in that place quickly, they are not good places. Few people dare to practice merits. Once they die, they are equivalent to being destroyed. Compared to the dangerous places, more people choose safe methods, such as ox-headed and horse-faced escorting ghosts, such as big ghosts, and the ghost king guards the gates of ghosts. Although this merit is cultivated slowly, it will not be worrying about life."

"I understand." Ye Chen took the merit book and was full of energy. He wanted to meet Chu Ling earlier, so he could do his best.

"Merit is not only rising but not falling." Hei Wuchang continued, "If you do something that damages merit, it is like killing a ghost in vain, and merit will decline; if you fail to uphold your duties, it is like Meng Po, who is seriously dereliction of duty and his merit will plummet."

"And...there are these rules?" Ye Chen laughed dryly, and he felt more and more sorry for Meng Po. Not only did he lose his throne, but he was also demoted to merit. No wonder he had a bad face to him that day.

It is no wonder that the great ghost guarding Huangquan Road refuses to recognize his relatives.

It doesn’t matter if you let you in. It’s okay to let you go to Naiheqiao to pick up girls, but if something happens, they will deduct merit.

"But there is still something I want to ask." Hei Wuchang said slowly, "If not, this official's trip would be considered a merit."

"This is a merit, so easy." Ye Chen twitched his tongue, "This official position is so great, so it is easy to cultivate merit."

However, after thinking about it carefully, it was nothing.

Hei Wuchang is at the level of a dark general. For him, one or two merits are just a drop in the tank, and he can only cultivate merits by the way.

"It seems that you are fine." Hei Wuchang said, and he was about to leave the Hall of Merit, so he would go to work for the job.

"Yes, yes." Ye Chen hurriedly grabbed Hei Wuchang and laughed, "Can this merit be transferred to each other?"

"If the other party is willing, why not?"

"Then I will transfer your merits to you! I will return it to you in the future."

"You have ideals." Hei Wuchang put an arm on Ye Chen's shoulder, his expression meaningful.

"Yes." Ye Chen responded, but he was a little confused. He didn't know why Hei Wuchang asked about these things and what the purpose was.
Chapter completed!