Yang Xuan checked in in Fengdu City every day, and then returned to his residence to study the formation.

Even he himself did not know that his cultivation has made great progress in this kind of whole-body and thoughtful research.

Not only his cultivation level, but his soul and true spirit have been greatly improved.

The Netherworld Sutra is said to be comparable to the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, and its realm naturally grows very fast when practicing.

The Nine-Turning Golden Pill is known to become an immortal on the ground. Although this is theoretical, it is enough to prove that its energy is extremely vast.

Therefore, as long as Yang Xuan reaches his realm, the energy he needs and the medicinal effect of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir are enough to support it.

Wong!

A month later, a terrifying wave spread in the secret room where Yang Xuan practiced, and it swept out in an instant.

Yang Xuan broke through and entered the realm of return to the void.

"I comprehend the formation, but I didn't expect that my cultivation level would break through." Yang Xuan shook his head helplessly.

Over the past month, his formation attainments have increased a lot, and his understanding of those formation patterns has become more and more profound.

At this time, he stood up and walked towards the secret room. The repeated deductions over the past month made him a little tired.

He walked out of the hall and walked towards the Twelve Divisions of Punishment.

"Ding! Sign in to the Evil Punishment Office, reward: Soul Condensation Pill."

Yang Xuan curled his lips. The person who punished the evil was really denied by him. Now he can only reward some of the most basic pills.

But Yang Xuan didn't dislike it. No matter how small the flies are, they are still meat, which is better than nothing.

He put away the Soul Condensation Pill and walked towards the Evil Punishment Office.

In the punishment for evil, the yin energy is lingering, and the rich anger fills every inch of space.

There was blood inside, and there were Yin Qi everywhere. They waved the whip in their hands and executed the punishment.

The dead souls in plain clothes roared and screamed sadly, but in the end it was difficult to offset their heinous sins.

Yang Xuan's arrival naturally caused a large fluctuation in the internal affairs of the Punishment Department, and they exclaimed in great exclamation.

On that day, the big boss at the level of Yin Shuai came to punish the evil guard Yang Xuan, which made them remember You Xin.

Although this matter was suppressed, the secrets in the Twelve Divisions of Punishment knew that Yang Xuan’s identity was not simple.

"Yang Xuan Fried Official." On the way, many evil officers in the punishment department all showed strange faces and greeted Yang Xuan.

Now this master finally remembers that he is working as a clerk in the Punishment Office?

Yang Xuan smiled and nodded, and walked straight towards the Thirteenth Fried Cauldron.

"Frying officer, you are back. If you don't come back, my four brothers will eat dirt." Zhang Yu and the other two were very excited.

The month before Yang Xuan came, they returned to their previous days, watching the fried food all day long, and drooling.

However, sometimes Si Jun would arrange several souls to explode for them, otherwise they would almost have no merit to exchange for cultivation resources.

"Are you so miserable?" Yang Xuan said.

"Frying officer, hurry up and get a few evil souls to blow it up. You're almost greedy."

"I'm a dead ghost, what can I die if I die? I'm so greedy, it depends on your future." Yang Xuan curled his lips, then turned around and walked towards the hall deep in the purgatory.

Of course he knew that these four men would definitely not feel good when they were away.

After all, the greatest comfort for them is the frying of evil spirits.

Yang Xuan soon arrived at the entrance of the hall and looked at the gate with two evil spirits carved. Yang Xuan was about to speak when the door suddenly opened.

Ji Mo was full of serious face and sat on the hall and carefully flipped through the documents.

He was confused. Yang Xuan was obviously very big. Cui Fujun arranged him in his 12 sects of punishment for evil. Should he experience life or supervise himself?

At this moment, facing Yang Xuan's arrival, Ji Mo became a little restrained and quickly pretended to be reading the documents seriously.

"Ye Junshi!" At this time, Yang Xuan clasped his fists and said.

"Oh, Yang Xuan Fried Officer, when will you be back? It's hard to get along." Ji Mo quickly stood up from his seat and said enthusiastically.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Yang Xuan spoke.

"Come on, please sit down!" Ji Mo walked down and was about to welcome Yang Xuan to the top of the hall.

"Mr. Si Jun, you can't do it." Yang Xuan was startled and quickly refused.

What he didn't know was that since he entered the world privately that day and Ji Mo went to find the nigger king, Ji Mo was afraid of Yang Xuan from the bottom of his heart.

He saw the expression of the nigger king at that time. Even the nigger king was very afraid of Yang Xuan's identity.

My immediate boss is afraid of Yang Xuan, how dare I disrespect him in front of him?

"Mr. Si Jun, I'm here today to get a few evil spirits to blow up." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

When Ji Mo heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched secretly.

The big guys are just talking unusually. They will get a few evil spirits and play with them. Listen, isn’t this experiencing life, what is boring pastime?

They all regarded the fried officer as their job, and Yang Xuan only occasionally came to fry and play with it.

"How much does Yang Xuan fry officer want?" Ji Mo waved his hand and a thick stack of documents flew down from the desk on the hall.

"There are all evil spirits that need to be fried here. If Yang Xuan's fried official needs it, take it away."

Yang Xuan's eyelids twitched, "Isn't that good?"

"Nothing, if you need it, take it away."

"It's not good enough to take it all away."

Yang Xuan showed a serious expression on his face, then took out a book and handed it to Ji Mo.

"Please leave one."

Ji Mo:...

Yang Xuan walked out of the Sijun Hall with a thick stack of fried documents, leaving only Ji Mo who was in a daze in the wind in the hall.

"Come on, go to the Judicial Department to transfer some trial documents." Ji Mo said in tears without tears.

He was just polite, but he never thought that the other party actually accepted it.

"This... Yang Xuan's fried official actually received the fried document?" Someone exclaimed in a low voice on the way, envious.

"What do you know? Yang Xuan's fried official is here to experience life. It doesn't matter whether he or not he or she is fried, but if he wants to blow it up, he or she has to be full."

"Yes, for Yang Xuan's level, he is worthy of the merits of fried meat, he is just having fun."

Yang Xuan ignored the indiscreet discussions behind. When he put the stack of fried documents in front of Zhang Yu and others, they were shocked.

"Frying officer, you didn't snatch Si Jun's frying document?"

"What are you robbing? If you want, Si Jun will still have it." Yang Xuan curled his lips, "When I left, I heard him say he wanted to transfer some more verdicts."

"No, no... enough, enough." The four of them swallowed and took a deep breath.

Yang Xuan sat above and looked at Zhang Yu and the other four below, and he relaxed all over.

Soon the day passed, and Yang Xuan returned to his residence again, began to meditate and comprehend the formation patterns.

His attainments in formation are increasing, and his understanding of formation patterns is becoming more and more profound.

"After a while, I'll try it in Taiyin Mountain." Yang Xuan said to himself.

At that time, King Guang of Qin once reminded him not to appear in front of Taiyin Mountain often, so as not to cause abnormalities to occur in heaven or Buddhism in the underworld.
Chapter completed!