At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing an ordinary face walked slowly over.

"A few, I guess they are the genius disciples who went to the Immortal Saint to fight against the Cave Heaven this time?"

Yang Xiu and others saluted one after another: "I have seen the crown prince of the king and the king!"

In the underworld, in terms of identity, the "Chu" generation is better than the disciples of Guihun Cave Heaven.

"Hey hey, what are you doing..."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "You are the most outstanding geniuses in Guihun Cave Heaven. In the future, the crown prince, the palace crown prince, and even the crown prince are likely. There is no need to be so polite!"

After saying that, Wang Yan came to Yang Xiushen and bowed, saying, "Your Excellency Yang Xiu, King Yan Luo admires you very much. When this battle with Heaven, I also specifically instructed me to listen to Your Excellency Yang Xiu's opinions more."

Yang Xiu: "King Yan Luo has been praised, I am a vulgar person."

Wang Yan: "But no ordinary person can trigger three heavenly tribulations!"

Wang Yan released enough kindness as soon as he appeared, which was very beneficial to the next action.

The relationship between Yang Xiu and King Yama cannot be said to be a friend of age, but it can definitely be regarded as "friendly".

As the crown prince of King Yan Luo, Wang Yan had no reason to target Yang Xiu.

Therefore, in this way, there should be no internal disputes in the underworld.

When the five people came to the Wangchuan River with laughter and laughter, the other ninety-five soul cultivators were already waiting by the river.

The five leaders are the young generals of the Ghost Emperors on the Five Directions on their respective border cities.

"I've seen five of you!"

The five people have different identities, so they all use "Your Excellency" to call each other, which is not embarrassing.

Yang Xiu: "Five generals, I have been waiting for a long time."

One of the generals took a step forward and saluted the five:

"Five Your Excellencies, this time the Underworld has sent a mission. You must bring back all the inheritances of the Immortal Saint of Mingxi. How many cultivators in the Heavenly Court can kill and how many!"

"We wait for the lives of ninety-five soul cultivators. If you can ignore the five you, don't care!"

What the general said was actually very obvious.

Yang Xiu's tone was a little heavy: "Everyone, but I plan to go and never go back?"

"So what if it is for the underworld and the order of the six realms, and it will never return?"

This is a sentence that these ninety-five soul cultivators said in unison.

This scene reminded Yang Xiu of what Zhu Wuxi said to him once.

"Yang Xiu, are you surprised by the underworld? The soul cultivators who live in the underworld all carry their previous lives, but have to let go of their previous lives. They should accept their fate, but never accept their fate. The underworld is a place that is unhuman but full of humanity."

"Contradictory! Life and death are contradictions, and the underworld is also contradiction."

Yang Xiu touched his nose: "I know you don't plan to kill you anymore, but I still plan to save your life. Although I don't know how much I can do, but..."

Yang Xiu stretched out his right hand, put five fingers together, then bent his middle finger and little finger, and placed it in front of him:

"Go out of the underworld together, share honor and disgrace!"

Yang Xiu's gesture was not a magical seal, but a special handprint for being a member of the Underworld.

Yang Xiu's sudden solemnity resonated with these ninety-five soul cultivators.

As well as Chu Xinhe, Hong Shixian, Yuan Chengxie and Wang Yan, they also used handprints.

"Go out of the underworld together, share honor and disgrace!"

In an atmosphere of relatively peaceful internal but chaotic external, the soul cultivator has a "sacred" belief in the underworld, and the cohesion between the soul cultivators is by no means comparable to other forces.

Even Yang Xiu was affected by this atmosphere in the years of life in the underworld.

"Little dolls, it's good, it's good..."

At this moment, the old boatman shook the oar and rowed to the shore.

Yang Xiu quickly saluted: "Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"I haven't seen you for a long time! Xiao Yang Xiu!"

Yang Xiu: "Xinhe!"

"Hey!"

Chu Xinhe immediately took out a Qiankun bag and respectfully handed it to the old boatman.

The others looked at each other, not understanding why Yang Xiu was so respectful to a boatman. You must know that there are countless soul cultivators coming and going from Wangchuan River to each day, and there are also ridiculously many boatmen. Moreover, these boatmen are almost the same. Yang Xiu can't have a good relationship with every boatman, right?

There are only a few of them that have a good relationship, so how did Yang Xiu distinguish it?

Yang Xiuke did not explain this, but smiled at the old boatman and said, "Old man, you have to work hard this time, we have to have a hundred people here."

"You little kid, you have learned a lot. I just want to see the old ways. According to you, I will let you late-born juniors open your eyes today!"

The old boatman stretched out his hands that were purely skeletons and patted them three times.

The 100 soul cultivators present, at the same time, all their bodies shrank to about the same size as an ant.

Then, the old boatman waved his hand again, and all one hundred soul cultivators floated into the boat.

"I'm a little shaking, I'm sitting firm!"

The old boatman shook his oars and the boat began to slowly advance on the calm Forgetful River.

Perhaps the old boatman was intrigued, and he began to hum an unknown song:

"Mom, I'm so kind, dad, I'm so strong, the fruits are fragrant in the mountains."

"Next to the fruit tree, there are thousands of beasts. A big fire burned the mountain."

"Father cries and mothers cry, I can't live, six children, eat blood..."

In the first sentence, Yang Xiu thought the tone was quite good and the lyrics were written quite plainly.

Who knows that the more I listened to the song, the more creepy I felt!

What kind of story should be told in this song?

Wanxiang Beast burned the mountains and forests, and his six sons ate their own parents before they survived?

In a trance, I had reached the vortex entrance.

"Little baby, be careful of the body of the gods and gods!"

When he jumped into the vortex, Yang Xiu heard the old boatman's warning.

At that moment, Yang Xiu almost sank to the bottom of the valley.

Yang Xiu has always believed in the old boatman's words very much.

The body of the gods of heaven and man.

Yang Xiu thought of Jun Aotian at the first time.

However, there is no news that Jun Aotian has achieved the divine body of the gods!

Could it be that there are other people?

This is impossible. If a divine body of the gods in the Daluo Golden Immortal in the Heavenly Court is released, he may be directly taken to the sect by the five heavenly emperors. There is no reason to have no news at all.

Heavenly Court has the ability to hide from the Great Leiyin Temple, from the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm, but it is definitely not hiding from the Underworld!

After all, the information provided by the underworld is guaranteed by the Supreme Treasure Book of Life and Death.

If the Heavenly Court can hide the Book of Life and Death, what other peaches need to be cultivated?

There has been a Taoist practice to achieve eternal life long ago.

Anyway, the old boatman's words sounded a wake-up call to Yang Xiu.

If the body of the gods is really born, it would be difficult for this action to make any achievements.

Even Yang Xiu couldn’t figure out what the concept of the divine body of the God of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm!
Chapter completed!