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Chapter 7 His Majesty the Emperor Arrives (4)

The green ghost swung his giant fork and stabbed Xu Xiandao: "What a loud tone, what are you..."

Chi Gui blocked the giant fork with his Chang Ge with one hand, making a loud thunderous noise. He covered Qing Gui's mouth with his other hand, pressed it down and half-knelt down: "No!"

As if nothing happened, Xu Xian climbed up the stairs to the Emperor's Palace and knocked on the giant door that had been sealed in dust for thousands of years.

The huge dark door that was ten feet high opened slowly and silently. After letting Xu Xian in, it slowly closed again, as if nothing had happened.

Chi Gui let go of Ao Gui's mouth and fell to the ground: "You are such a stupid guard."

Qinggui also felt that something was wrong: "What is that?"

"If my guess is correct, that is Xu Xian, the new lord of the underworld. Legend has it that Emperor Dongyue reincarnated and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva returned the underworld to him."

Qing Gui felt cold sweat all over his body and asked again: "What about Yin Tianzi?"

"We don't need to worry about this. Let's go to the underworld!"

Xu Xian stepped into the majestic hall, first he was slightly startled, and then he laughed dumbly.

The Yin Tianzi sitting on the throne turned out to be Emperor Dongyue, with his eyes closed as if he was in trance.

Xu Xian stepped forward, and Yin Tianzi suddenly opened his dark eyes, met Xu Xian's eyes, and said, "You're here!"

"I am coming!"

In Xu Xian's mind, a very important piece of memory about Emperor Dongyue has been missing, which contains the details of the transaction between Emperor Dongyue and Buddhism.

Now, he finally found it.

Perhaps this is not a deal, because Emperor Dongyue has always been safely residing at the highest point of the underworld, carrying the honor of the Lord of the Underworld.

The Buddha who made the promise must have expected that sooner or later, you will get back what belongs to you.

But Xu Xian has some doubts. What remains here is not just a simple clone. Any superb clone method cannot be maintained once the main body no longer exists.

Massive amounts of information flow between the two.

While Xu Xian was immersed in communicating with the avatar of Emperor Dongyue, the yin and yang diagram on the door to the spiritual world around his waist began to rotate slowly at an undetectable speed.

Xu Xian gradually understood that this was the true form of Emperor Dongyue, and he was using the great path of Daluo Jinxian.

The Taoist Patriarch transformed the Three Pure Ones with one Qi, and the Buddha had three generations of Buddhas. Emperor Dongyue used the same Taoist method. He did not use magic and illusion to transform one clone after another, but to evolve that little bit of true self into more levels.

Two are born, three are born from two, and finally the true trinity is achieved, and all things are born from three, truly incarnating into billions.

But Emperor Dongyue has only reached the "Two in a Lifetime" state, and it is not very successful. The incarnation's spiritual intelligence is insufficient. But it is also a big step towards the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

For Xu Xian, who is groping on the edge, it is extremely valuable information and experience.

At the same time, Xu Xian also understood that this must be the trump card reserved by the second ancestor of Buddhism and Taoism. If he fails, Emperor Fengdu Yin will show up to take over everything. With his state close to the Daluo Jinxian and his prestige among the immortals in the three realms, he can compete with him.

A fight in the sky.

Perhaps because his performance was quite satisfactory, this trick was not used in the end and was left until the end for him to receive.

He couldn't help but feel a little pity for Da Zi Zaitian. He actually fought with these two people. Wasn't he asking for trouble?

Gradually, the description of Emperor Dongyue changed, and finally turned into the appearance of Xu Xian.

The two Xu Xians smiled slightly at the same time, and the Yin-Yang diagram also stopped rotating.

The door of the palace was opened again, and the mysterious Emperor Yin of Fengdu walked out of the hall and looked at the beings in the underworld: "I am Emperor Yin of Fengdu, where is the Yama of the Tenth Hall?"

The Yamas of the Tenth Palace looked at Xu Xian, who was wearing black imperial clothes, in astonishment. However, under his gaze, they did not dare to say anything. They stepped forward one by one and announced their names.

"I am the King of Qin Guang." "I am the King of Chu Jiang." "I am the Emperor of the Song Dynasty." "I am the King of Five Features."



Xu Xian came to the evil mirror stage, put his hand into the evil mirror, took out a small lens, and then left the underworld.

No, he has not left, he will always be stationed in the underworld, relying on the many magic tools of the Golden Chamber and Jade Edition and the experience of Emperor Dongyue to judge yin and yang, judge right and wrong, distinguish between loyal and traitorous, determine reincarnation, and govern the entire underworld world.

The land of Lingnan, outside Anlong County.

Xu Xian stood in front of a pile of small tombs, and first sighed deeply. This was something he failed to protect at the beginning, and then waved his sleeves to shed a rain of auspicious light.

The tomb was separated on both sides, revealing a small coffin, from which the loud crying of a baby could be faintly heard.

Xu Xian opened the coffin and took out a little baby that looked like a pink carving.

The regrets left at the beginning can finally be remedied today.

With a "pop" sound, the bamboo basket fell to the ground, scattering paper money all over the floor.

At this time, Xu Xian turned around and saw a beautiful young woman wearing a navy blue dress, similar to the costumes of ethnic minorities, standing not far away, covering her mouth and looking at herself in disbelief.

, none other than Zhuang Huijun.

Zhuang Huijun staggered forward and caressed the baby's tender cheek: "My... child!"

Xu Xian put the baby in her arms and said with a smile, "Yes, your child."

Zhuang Huijun burst into tears and pressed her cheek against the child's face. The child's loud cry was like a fairy sound in this cold morning.

Xu Xian was worried that her heart would be broken between great sadness and joy: "Madam, the child may get a hernia if she cries all the time. You'd better comfort her!"

Zhuang Huijun came to his senses and had no time to wipe the tears on his face. He hugged the child and rocked it gently, but the child still cried.

"He must be hungry." Xu Xian turned around.

Zhuang Huijun's face turned red. Regardless of his shyness, he turned around and untied the knot of his clothes. The child's crying stopped immediately.

After a while, Zhuang Huijun said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito: "Master Xu, it's ready." The child had fallen asleep in her arms.

Zhuang Huijun bowed down and said sincerely: "My lord's kindness, even if the sinful woman is shattered to pieces, she will not be able to repay you."

Xu Xian tried to persuade her to stop worshiping, but said: "Back then, I was so shallow and could not save this child, but my wife has been worried about it. It is only today that I have this ability, and I have settled this matter."

wish."

"My wife is in frail health and cannot stay in this Lingnan land for a long time. I am here to take my wife back to Jiangnan. You should not call me a sinner again. I don't like it."

Zhuang Huijun bowed and said: "I am subject to your orders. Please give me some more time."

Xu Xian nodded in agreement. Zhuang Huijun picked up the bamboo basket, bit his lip and went to Chen Lun's tomb. He lit three pillars of incense, arranged some tributes, and burned all the paper money in the basket.

These were originally prepared for the child, but now that the child has come back to life, she can finally let go of her worries and reconcile with Chen Lun.

In a trance, many scenes from the past came to mind one by one. Zhuang Huijun's face, which was always full of sorrow, showed a sunny smile of relief and smoothed his hair on the temples.

Xu Xian was also happy for her.

As if she had had a strange dream, when Zhuang Huijun opened her eyes again, she returned to the city of Suzhou where she had been away for a long time. She first checked on the children in her arms and saw that they were sleeping soundly, and then she felt relieved.

In the early morning, the city of Suzhou is bustling with activity. On the river as dense as a spider web, awning boats are slowly approaching, with a variety of fresh vegetables, fish and shrimps placed on them. Porters are hurrying past with their burdens.

All these new and familiar scenes came to her, and she didn't know how to deal with them for a moment.

Xu Xian asked: "Does Madam have any relatives in Jiangnan that she can seek refuge with?"

Zhuang Huijun shook his head: "I am an only daughter, and my parents have passed away. I only have one uncle in Jiaozhou, but I don't have much contact with her."

Xu Xiandao: "Then just live in Suzhou and hire a few maids to wait on you. You don't have to look at people's faces. I can also take care of them." He suddenly remembered that he was still the prefect of Suzhou, but since the prefect of Suzhou took office,

, it can be said that I have not sat in the hall for a whole day.

Zhuang Huijun agreed to everything.

When he arrived at the magistrate's office, Xu Xian temporarily arranged for Zhuang Huijun to rest in the inner courtyard, and then went to the front hall to summon a group of officials and officials. This was considered the new official's appointment.

But before I could enjoy the pleasure of sitting in court, a lot of government affairs were put on the table. The world was in chaos some time ago, and Suzhou was leaderless. All kinds of things were in ruins, waiting for his disposal as the prefect.

Xu Xian immediately remembered the benefits of Yun Yan, and asked everyone to wait for a moment before returning to the Yamen and then ducking back to Hangzhou, to Yun Yan's boudoir.

As expected, she was still lying up at this time, deep in sleep.

Xu Xian smiled evilly, lifted the curtains, and lifted the quilt unceremoniously.

A shining sword light pierced his throat. Xu Xian clamped the blade of the sword and looked at the man holding the sword. Both of them were stunned for a moment.

Qingluan still maintained the posture of half-kneeling on the bed, thrusting the sword straight, but he was naked except for his obscene pants. He didn't even wear a bellyband. He only used his left arm to protect his chest. However, he looked more and more attractive, and his clothes were loose.

The black hair can also serve as a cover, and coupled with her eyes as sharp as swords, she really has the demeanor of a swordsman.

She was both beautiful and dashing, but it was a pity that she could not maintain her demeanor for even a second. The swordsman immediately gave up the sword that she regarded as life, folded her hands to protect her chest, blushed, and complained shyly: "Brother!"

Xu Xian really wanted to eat her in one bite, but next to Qingluan, the woman she was really looking for had already yawned and straightened up: "Husband, why are you here!" Her tall and straight breasts trembled, and she

The owner also had no intention of covering up.

In the complicated mood of wanting to do something but being unable to do anything, Xu Xian closed the bed curtains bitterly: "Get dressed quickly!"

When Yun Yan slowly got dressed and had to dress up, Xu Xian immediately picked her up and returned to Suzhou. An illusion fell on her, and Yun Yan's version of Xu Xian was revealed, but her lazy posture was temporary.

It still won't dissipate.

When Yun Yan looked at her own attire and learned of Xu Xian's request, she immediately looked at him with an extremely resentful expression.
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