Standing in front of the gate of hell, Zhang Qingyun rolled his eyes.

As soon as I lift my feet, I want to enter the gate of hell and have a look.

"Bang..."

Seemingly empty and unobstructed, Zhang Qingyun's step out was like hitting a wall, and it was elastic. Zhang Qingyun fell directly to the ground: "Can't you get in?"

Sitting on the ground, Zhang Qingyun's posture was a little inelegant and he was a little surprised.

Zhang Qingyun is still very curious about hell. He wanted to go in and explore the underworld to see if there are any ghosts and gods, but he was blocked from outside: "Are there any ghosts and gods in hell?"

Standing up, Zhang Qingyun stretched out his hand and touched the ghost gate. An invisible barrier blocked his palm.

"Tsk tsk...it's a little soft and a little slippery."

It feels good in hand.

Just when you touch it, there will be a stretch that makes your fingers numb.

Zhang Qingyun curled his lips: "It's convenient, can't you satisfy my curiosity?"

"Huh?"

When seeing the three ghosts, Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly.

I made a seal with my hands, and a talisman fell on the three ghosts: "Let's find a position first, then try fishing. If it works, I can stay still and travel to the underworld with my mind!"

Turn around and control the three ghosts to enter the ghost gate.

Ding Lin's remnant soul had just entered the gate of hell. When a mysterious fluctuation occurred, Ding Lin's remnant soul disappeared with it.

"This evil woman will go to hell and suffer, if nothing else, for hundreds of millions of Earth years."

Hundreds of millions of years!

This is not a short time.

Two little ghosts flew towards the six realms of reincarnation. On a high platform, two bowls flew into the hands of the two little ghosts. The two little ghosts drank it all in one go and then got into the human realm of reincarnation.

This is Meng Po Tang. Even if the two little ghosts are still young, they still need to erase the memory of this life before they can enter reincarnation.

The gate of hell slowly closed, Zhang Qingyun immediately went to sense the talisman, and his face was filled with joy: "It's still there!"

As long as the coordinate talisman is still there, you can fish!

Watching the ghost gate disappear, Zhang Qingyun sat on the futon, directly picked up the fishing rod and threw the hook into the basin.

Following that hint of guidance, Zhang Qingyun controlled the fishhook, and suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and there was a sense of dislocation in time and space.

It's dark and groggy here, and it turns out to be a desert: "There is also a desert in the underworld? Ghosts and gods don't know how to care for the environment? Are they deforestation?"

It's incredible.

Control the fishhook and float in the air.

"Huh?"

lights?

There are bright lights and tall buildings ahead.

Zhang Qingyun was a little confused: "Has the underworld developed to the same level of modernization as the earth?"

Tall buildings, brightly lit.

Something is wrong!

Is this the underworld?

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a modern human civilization!

Following the mysterious mark, Zhang Qingyun controlled the fishhook and continued to move forward. The further he moved forward, the darker Zhang Qingyun's face became. He finally knew where this place was: "Jiuquan!"

A city in the northwest!

Not the underworld...

"What's going on?"

The coordinate sigil is still there and can be sensed, but it is not in the underworld, but in a city in the northwest.

Zhang Qingyun felt a touch of sadness: "Have you been teased!?"

Maybe there are ghosts and gods and guardians in the underworld?

And he controls the fishhook and enters the underworld, is he an intruder?

Or is it that the underworld has sensed the talisman coming from the underworld and just threw this talisman away?

Controlling the fishhook, he was about to return. With a glance from the corner of his eye, Zhang Qingyun saw in the distance a rocket launch base. At this time, a huge rocket had been erected on the base...

The rocket was very big. Zhang Qingyun rolled his eyes: "I wonder where this rocket will be launched?"

Controlling the fishhook, he slowly approached. When he saw those big characters on the launch pad, Zhang Qingyun's heart moved: "Long March 5!"

This is a big rocket for exploring Mars!

Zhang Qingyun once sat in front of the Taoist temple, and the men who were waiting for their girlfriends to buy milk tea once discussed this: "Go to Mars?!"

"Would you like to leave the coordinate sigil, then go fishing on Mars and put the clone on it? Go to Mars to mine?"

With this idea, Zhang Qingyun's heart became hot.

Controlling the fishhook, he searched for the Mars rover and engraved the mark on the Mars rover: "Tsk tsk...Pindao will be the first person to land on Mars when the time comes. Well, clone..."

The clone is also a poor person!

After controlling the fishhook and wandering around here, Zhang Qingyun took back the fishing rod.

Sitting in the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun frowned: "Is it because the gate of hell has not been opened?"

Zhang Qingyun waved his hand and the door of hell was closed.

He threw the fishing rod into the basin and followed another mark.

It was the same feeling again, it was a little dark in front of my eyes, and I felt like time and space were out of whack.

"Wow..."

The waves were surging, and what Zhang Qingyun saw through the fishhook was the vast sea...

It’s not the underworld!

We arrived over the ocean in a different direction.

Obviously, the coordinates of the sigil that were originally in the underworld were strangely moved.

"Forget it...I'm here now. I just bought the seasonings and went back to catch two fish..."

When the fish hook enters the sea, the sound disappears and there is only silence.

The hook kept sinking, and Zhang Qingyun decided to catch deep-sea fish this time.

The fishhook dropped an unknown number of meters, and a huge black object appeared in front of him. Zhang Qingyun thought in his mind: "Shipwreck!"

It turned out to be a sunken ship!

It's a wooden shipwreck, not an iron thing.

This means that this ship is not a warship, but an ancient merchant ship.

With a thought, he left a coordinate talisman on the sunken ship.

The coordinate talisman passed through the underworld is unreliable. It is most reliable to leave the coordinate talisman yourself.

"It's time for poor people to make a fortune..."

Zhang Qingyun took back his fishing rod and instead of going directly to the ocean, he sensed another underworld coordinate talisman.

With this reaction, the three talismans disappeared...

"It's a pity that Pindao was too slow. Of the two talismans, one found a way to land on Mars and the other found a sunken ship. If he had moved faster, he might have entered the fairyland directly..."

It's a bit of a pity, but Zhang Qingyun is already satisfied.

After looking at the sky, it was almost dawn. Zhang Qingyun didn't plan to practice any more and went straight into the house: "Let's carve the talisman first and then go to the sea..."

As soon as I got into the house, I felt a warm current inside my body.

A night of hard work will pay off.

"Quite a few, nearly a thousand..."

Help two little ghosts, throw a remnant soul into the eighteenth level of hell, and kill a soul. The one with the most merit is Qian Feng: "The more evil you do, the more merit you get after killing. One Qian Feng and the wandering soul are all counted.

No, it actually provided 666 merits..."

It’s incredible!

Ding Lin provided two hundred and seventy-seven, and the two brats only provided less than thirty.

"I have accumulated more than three thousand merits and virtues, and I am still far from the bell ringing."

Zhang Qingyun sighed and began to burn the talisman.

This time, Zhang Qingyun chose a larger piece of jade: "The more energy it has, the longer it will last. I don't know how deep the seabed is, but it is better to have more energy."

"I'm a poor Taoist. If I break through the realm of Yuanshen, I can burn a small spirit gathering array on the talisman, and the talisman can be used for a long time."

Just like a battery, if the talisman has a spirit gathering array, it is like a battery that can be recharged. When the energy is used up, as long as there is a gathering of spiritual energy, over time and the spiritual energy is full, it can be used again.

Burning the talisman body is very troublesome, requiring 99,810 talisman seals, and each talisman seal has ninety-nine variations.

Burning the talisman body and each talisman seal need to be done in one go.

When the sun rose, only one-tenth of the talisman and talisman were inscribed.

Zhang Qingyun tidied his Taoist robe, washed his face, and went to do morning classes.
Chapter completed!