As Nangong He'er's voice fell, twelve figures in black robes and only eyes were revealed from the void on the north side.

Every figure held a staff in his hand, his eyes were cold and without any emotion.

A vast and terrifying gloomy aura filled the sky and swept across the four poles!

"Not a creature..."

Dong Zhongshu's eyes narrowed slightly. Confucianism was so righteous that it was born with demons and monsters. These twelve black robe figures stood there. The surging aura of dead spirits was difficult for others to distinguish, but in his eyes, it was like the lights in the dark night, extremely dazzling!

"Amitabha, the Star and Moon God Dynasty, has taken the initiative to open the Yellow Spring Road and lead the great forces in the underworld, and naturally has close contact with the underworld."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said calmly.

"This senior brother doesn't know anything. According to rumors, the Star and Moon God Dynasty has a close relationship with the "Demon Refining God Dynasty", and the Demon Refining God Dynasty is said to be in the underworld now."

"The Star and Moon God Dynasty should be the one who guides the 'Demon Refining God Dynasty'."

At this moment, a bald monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe not far away suddenly turned around, took a light step, came to Xuanzang, folded his hands together, and said with a soft chuckling.

"Amitabha, thank you for your advice."

Xuanzang returned the gift.

"Amitabha?"

"I don't know which temple this senior brother came from. The Buddhist teachings are so profound, and the golden light of merit covers the world, which really makes the young monk ashamed."

The bald monk chuckled softly, his jade face shining, and he was not stained with the world, just like a white jade Buddha, smiling with a flower, and the Buddha's rhyme was born.

"The Great Xia Dynasty, the abbot of the Faxiang Sect, Xuanzang."

Xuanzang faced the ancient well without waves, and the old monk entered into meditation and replied calmly.

"Oh? I wonder if my senior brother can tell me that this 'Amitabha' is my Buddhist sect, which powerful man?"

"Why does the little monk feel as if his mind is clear and his distracting thoughts are gone when he recites his name, and he has a sense of great freedom, great freedom, and immeasurable meaning?"

"Hui Zhen" put his hands together and bowed to Xuanzang again, asking for advice.

Around him, there was a faint moonlight surrounded him, like an immortal above the nine heavens, coming on the moon, full of Zen.

"The Western Pure Land, which broadly saves boundless sentient beings and achieves infinite adornment and merits, is for Amitabha Buddha."

Xuanzang's solemn way.

"Broadly spread to all living beings?"

"Achieve infinite solemn merits?"

"Hui Zhen" talked to himself, and the Buddhist rhyme on his body suddenly became particularly rich, and wisps of moonlight shone from the sky, full of tranquility.

"What a high level of understanding!"

Dong Zhongshu looked at "Hui Zhen" in surprise, and just a few words, he realized something?

This talent is really terrifying!

"A person born to practice Buddhism has the Buddha nature to flow, and the Buddha's will will be clear."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said softly.

call……

Suddenly, a cold wind began to blow around, and ancient trees were shaking, as if they were bowing their heads in front.

The twelve black-robed figures fought against one side, forming an extremely strange formation.

"Depending on the underworld, the soul returns..."

"The underworld, the road to the underworld is open..."

The long and quiet chant sounded between the heaven and earth, as if there was an invisible or invisible ancient existence murmured.

At this time, all the people watching the ceremony gathered around were filled with energy and stared at the twelve black robe figures.

The road to the underworld is open, even with their strength and the terror of the power behind them, I have only heard of rumors and have never seen them.

This is a rare channel that has been opened in ancient and modern times!

It is even more a treasure that can be forged by only the supreme emperor!

boom!

In the center of the twelve black robe figures, endless Yin wind condensed, turning into a Yin wind sword, and suddenly slashed, the void burst, and a deafening sound suddenly came!

There was a vast white area covered by endless wind!

But who are the people present to watch the ceremony?

At the lowest point, they are all gods!

Suddenly, dazzling divine light burst out, and a famous god king showed his magical powers and looked towards the center of Yinfeng!

It was dim and yellow, with a trace of water appearing, and an ancient stone road suddenly rushed out of the shattered void.

This stone road is all black and refined from unknown materials. Endless Yin Qi turns into liquid droplets, soaking the stone road. Black fog covers the stone road, and unpredictable changes, and countless ghosts are heard!

The ancient runes are embellished, and the stone road comes from nowhere, and it appears suddenly in the void.

"It's worthy of being the ancient road of Huangquan, it's really weird!"

Everyone frowned, and the ghost screams, even if they were as powerful as them, were still upset and their souls were greatly impacted.

Fortunately, there is no existence under the God King here, otherwise the soul would be broken and fell directly!

tread……

Step on...

Step on...

Footsteps sounded.

Then several black-armored generals walked out of the ancient road of Huangquan. Each one was not angry at all, with a cold face and ruthlessness!

The armor, swords, guns, swords and halberds on their bodies are full of scars, as if they have gone through countless bloody battles, which makes people look at them and are terrified.

Without any words, these black-armored generals nodded slightly to Nangong He'er, and then walked down the ancient road of Huangquan, standing in the void, silent, as if they were sculptures.

The gods who watched the rituals did not speak either.

Although they were all a little curious, how is the difference between the dead and the living being?

But in this situation, it is naturally impossible for someone to ask or answer.

tread……

The footsteps sounded again.

Then a scholar in black robe walked out of the ancient Huangquan Road. The leader looked pale, but with a smile, he bowed to Nangong Heer: "I have met Prime Minister Nangong!"

"Lord Zuo Yu is so polite."

Nangong He'er smiled softly and replied.

Zuo Yu chuckled and nodded to everyone around him, behaved elegantly, like a handsome young man, making people feel like a spring breeze.

This feeling was extremely strange. It was obviously a dead spirit surrounded by death, but when everyone looked at Zuo Yu, only one sentence appeared in their hearts. The strange man was like jade, and the young master was unparalleled in the world!

"What a high level of literary cultivation."

Dong Zhongshu chuckled softly and said, if this Zuo Yu entered Confucianism, he would probably become a great scholar in an instant!

Zuo Yu led several scholars, and also stood on the side of the void, waiting quietly.

Not long after, the footsteps sounded again.

But as the dead spirits walked out, everyone's expressions suddenly became particularly strange. They were actually Buddhist monks?

Their eyes couldn't help but look at several places with a hint of fun.

There were one or several Buddhist monks standing quietly in those places.

Widths of Buddha's light bloomed, like pure gold sculptures, standing in the void, without moving or shaking.

"I've met Prime Minister Nangong."

On the ancient road of Huangquan, three Buddhist monks walked out and put their hands together and bowed slightly to Nangong Heer.

In their bodies, besides the extremely rich dead energy, there is the surging Buddha light!
Chapter completed!