With Yang Xuan's agreement, Cui Fujun above nodded and looked at the two ghost messengers below and said, "You two will help him shape his soul body first, and then take this handwriting to the Punishment Office!"

Cui Fujun carried a large black pen in his hand and slashed a black rice paper filled with evil spirits, then stamped the seal of the Fujun, and handed it over to the two secrets.

"As for order!" The two fools breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took Yang Xuan to leave the judge's office.

"Two Yincai, what is the situation of shaping soul bodies?" In Fengdu City, Yang Xuan looked at a Yincai beside him and spoke.

"Although we all have souls, we are different from those dead souls. If we become evil spirits, we are qualified to reshape our bodies, but we call it the soul body." The ghost officer said slowly.

"It's like people in the fairy world call their bodies an immortal body." Another ghost messenger spoke.

I don’t know if it’s because Yang Xuan is the fried official appointed by Cui Fujun himself, the two ghost messengers are very polite to Yang Xuan.

Even along the way, the two of them told him many rules of working in the underworld.

"Brother, you must be careful when working in the underworld. Some clergy must not be offended. Maybe your soul body will be broken and suppressed in hell."

"Yes! Especially before punishing the evil spirits, you must first find out whether they have a backstage in the heavenly realm and the Buddha realm, otherwise if we anger these two realms, our fate will be miserable."

With the introduction of the two ghost messengers, Yang Xuan discovered that this underworld job seems to be not easy to do.

The name of the underworld sounds majestic and supervises all living beings from all walks of life.

In fact, it is just a chessboard where some big figures play between heaven and earth.

It is said that many big shots have reached into the underworld, but the specific big shots, like Yang Xuan, are not qualified to know.

But simply, for Yang Xuan, this is just a transition. As long as you are careful and keep calm and do not waver, you will be able to rise one day.

At that time, the supreme fruit position in the world may also have to have your own share.

Just as Yang Xuan was thinking, the three of them arrived at a mysterious place.

Here, the yin energy is vast, the surroundings are deserted and vast.

In front is a huge pool. With Tao inside, the luck will spread, and turn into a strong power, which will spread within the pool.

A stream of terrifying pressure spread out from the pool. This pool is called the Soul-Sculpting Pool, which specializes in shaping souls for those deceased souls who have become secrets in the underworld.

There are many mysterious patterns at the edge of the Soul-Sculpting Pool, emitting a faint light, making people tremble.

Yang Xuan looked at the Soul-Sculpture Pool, and his eyes flashed. This Soul-Sculpture Pool is definitely not an ordinary place. If he could sign in here, he would definitely get good things. He secretly wrote down this place and prepared to come here to sign in if he had time.

At this time, a team of Yin soldiers guarded there next to the Soul-Sculpting Pool. They were all wearing mysterious clothes, with cold temperaments and yin energy all over their bodies.

"Treasure!" At this time, a dark general who was guarding the soul-shaping pool said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, a secret messenger walked up and took out Cui Fujun's handwriting.

The Yin will take it, take a look, then change color slightly, and speak, "Let it go!"

Upon hearing this, the pair of ghost soldiers retreated and made a way for Yang Xuan.

"Brother, go, we're waiting for you here." said a ghost messenger.

"Brother, I would like to remind you that the Soul-Sculpting Pool is the place where the underworld ghosts reshape the soul body. The inner path is powerful. The longer you stay in it, the stronger the soul body you shape will be and the greater the potential."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan's eyes flashed and he looked at the Soul-Sculpture Pool again. Then, he almost nodded to the two concubines and walked towards the Soul-Sculpture Pool.

Plop!

Yang Xuan jumped in directly. The soul-shaping pool was very calm, without any splashes, and there was not much turbulence in the pool.

As soon as he entered the soul-shaping pool, the rich power of Taoism in it drowned him and washed away his soul.

Yang Xuan closed his eyes. In his feeling, the water in this soul-shaping pool was transformed by Taoism and contained the luck of the underworld. As he entered, he began to reshape the soul body according to his soul mark.

As the power in the soul-shaping pool helped him reshape his soul body, the Netherworld Sutra actually automatically operated and began to absorb the rich power in the pool.

Time passed by little by little, and in a blink of an eye it was three hours.

At this time, Yang Xuan was completely immersed in this wonderful feeling of reshaping the soul body.

"Yang Xuan seems to be really talented, it's been three hours." Outside the Soul-Sculpting Pool, one of the two ghost servants whispered.

Even the Yin General who was guarding the Soul-Sculpture Pool was slightly surprised. It was indeed not easy to persist in the Soul-Sculpture Pool for three hours.

The soul-shaping pool is very mysterious. When your soul body is successfully shaped, you will be automatically expelled.

Therefore, the longer you stay in it, the more power you consume in shaping your soul body, and of course the greater the potential.

Yang Xuan was better than some of the evils to stay in the Soul-Sculpting Pool for three hours.

At this time, Yang Xuan felt comfortable all over. He had never been so comfortable since the two days since he became a ghost.

The rich power around him made him feel warm and kept rushing towards him. He felt his soul body was full and no longer shriveled.

The Netherworld Sutra is running wildly, constantly plundering the power in the Soul-Sculpting Pool.

Fortunately, the Soul-Sculpture Pool was filled with Taoist rules, and the scene inside could not be seen clearly, otherwise the Yin general who was responsible for guarding the Soul-Sculpture Pool would have to be frightened.

Since the establishment of the Soul-Sculpture Pool, no one has ever been able to absorb the energy in the Soul-Sculpture Pool as crazy as Yang Xuan.

Those energy has been transformed into the purest power and turned into Yang Xuan's soul body after being transformed into the Netherworld Sutra.

Time passed little by little, and it was another three hours in the blink of an eye, and Yang Xuan in the Soul-Sculpting Pool still had no movement.

"Brother, can't Yang Xuan have dissipated the true spirit?" At this time, a secret messenger saluted the general and asked.

When the Yincha soul body is shaping, it will be expelled by the soul-shaping pool. Once you forcefully stay in the soul-shaping pool, the true spirit will be destroyed by the Taoist rules inside it.

"No!" The Yin General looked solemn and said, "It is likely that he has extraordinary talent and unlimited potential."

Hearing this, the two secretly dissatisfied with peace of mind. If Yang Xuan had really dissipated the true spirit in this soul-shaping pool.

The two of them were really unable to explain when they returned. Before the person was sent to the Punishment Office, the true spirit dispersed. This was a serious dereliction of duty.

Three more hours passed, and there was still no movement in the Soul-Sculpting Pool. It was vast and nothing else except the rich Taoist swelling.

"It's been nine hours, almost one day. How could Yang Xuan bear it so much?" At this time, a villain looked solemn. He was afraid that Yang Xuan would not come out of the soul-shaping pool, and the true spirit would eventually be wiped out by the Taoist law inside it.

"Since the establishment of the Soul-Sculpture Pool, among the ghost heroes that have risen in the Soul-Sculpture Pool, the longest one has been in the Soul-Sculpture Pool for one month. I wonder how long can the Yang Xuan brothers last?"
Chapter completed!