I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 49

"Jade medicine? Old man Gongsun?"

Although I haven't seen this guy for decades, I still recognized the origin of Yu Yao at first glance.

Why does Qiu Sheng have jade medicine on his body?

Could it be that it was exchanged with old man Gongsun before?
Tang Ping expressed his incomprehension.

Near Jade Medicine is a map-like thing.

Tang Ping looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see why.

The lines are not complicated, but too simple to find a reference.

"Forget it, talk about it later."

Tang Ping went underground.

Come under the banyan tree in the underworld.

Zhang Qi and others directed the ghost soldiers to look after the fields.

Tang Ping watched for a while.

My subordinates are all good farmers. Although they don't have the ability to change the soil, they still have the ability to adjust the field on the basis of the original land.

At this time, Zhang Qi and Xiong Lan also saw Tang Ping approaching, and stepped forward to salute: "Greetings, God."

"Ah."

Tang Ping waved his hand.

boom!
The dragon's corpse fell out of the storage bag.

"You take the meat and eat it, and the scales are made into armor."

A wandering god-level dragon must have a high defense.

At that time, they can also be on their own.

Now no ghost finds them seem to be true to themselves.

This is worth taking advantage of.

"A group of old friends will come over in a few days, please receive them."

Over the years, I have also saved a lot of places for the Mountain Cultivation Ceremony, about twelve.

Xiong Ying is a ghost.

Add the five that you already have, and there are six in total.

The next day.

Following a golden light, a burly middle-aged man came here, his eyes were confused, and he looked around.

There are seven warriors and three treants behind him.

"Xiong Ying!"

Suddenly, a call broke Xiong Ying's confusion. Xiong Ying turned around and saw a refined man standing under the banyan tree.

"Master!"

For more than 20 years, the master and apprentice reunited in the underworld.

Xiong Ying suddenly felt that death was not so scary anymore.

A group of people pay homage to the god on the tree.

"Well, from now on, the two of you will each take care of half of the things."

Tang Ping flew into the sky and opened his eyes.

180 zhang is the core of Yin soil.

Further outside are the peripheral forces, which spread over a five-mile radius, covering most of the mountains and forests.

There are hundreds of acres of ghost rice fields, thousands of cotton plants, and many miscellaneous blood vines, wormwood and so on.

It is governed by three evil souls and hundreds of ghosts.

"Is it a bit too conspicuous, no, it's better to keep a low profile."

Tang Ping shook his head.

After that, Xiong Ying and others settled down and gradually became familiar with the affairs of the underworld.

Greenwood Ridge.

In the splendid sea of ​​flowers, one old and one young drink alone to the moon.

Under the light of the blood moon, strange mist rose from the sea of ​​flowers and the nearby spiritual mist.

"Haven't you broken through to the Wandering God yet?" asked the old mandrill.

"Forget it, give up." Tang Ping looked helpless.

"I heard that there are several ghosts nearby, what does it have to do with you?"

"Except for the strange one, nothing else has anything to do with me, but we get along relatively well."

Tang Ping was slightly stunned, and then he came to his senses.

It seems that the mandrill has investigated himself.

It is estimated that ghosts such as Xiong Lan and Xiong Ying are external forces.

If you think about it carefully, it really looks like that.

Except for very few cases, Xiong Lan manages the field externally, and the same is true for most ghost soldiers and ghosts.

Tang Ping doesn't collect taxes either, and usually takes it for himself.

Recently, another evil spirit, Xiong Ying, appeared, and he also independently managed the land reclamation in the west.

Only Zhang Qi stayed under the banyan tree for a long time.

There is a problem with ghost soldiers. Except for the new ghost soldiers and ghosts, everyone basically knows that Shenhou is Maohou, the god of the banyan tree under the pseudonym of the underworld.

Just let the newcomers follow them first.

As for the identity of Yang Jian, you can speak out boldly.

The barbarians in the deep mountains and old forests no one cares which faction you belong to, they are all barbarians.Just like Huaiyi is divided into several countries, they are still called Huaiyi.

The mandrill's eyes flickered for a moment, and he put down his wine glass.

"There is no one on my mountain, just these old apes and wood spirits, if you can persuade them to take refuge in this old man, you will be very grateful."

While the old mandrill was speaking, he secretly looked at Tang Ping, hoping to show some emotion on his face.

The world talks about interests.

At the beginning, I was willing to make friends with this ghost as a wandering god. First, I valued its cultivation ability; second, I valued its future potential.

Now that more than 20 years have passed, it is estimated that there is no hope in this life.

"Me? I don't have that reputation."

Tang Ping thought in his heart, is there such a good thing?
Worrying about how to cleanse the power.

Although the mandrill man's character is not bad, but there is a sudden increase in power near the territory, and there are several evil spirits at once, and it is inevitable that he will have a thought of "the side of the couch...".

"You take the lead, and if you have any conditions, just mention them."

"Do you want a formation?"

Tang Ping asked.

The old man is best at formations, the spirit species on the mountain is like no species, and there is no trace at all.

I don't have any practice right now, so I just use the array to pass the time.

"Your boy, yes, there will be a big thank you after everything is done."

Tang Ping went down the mountain.

The mandrill had a drink, and no matter what their relationship was, he was confident of poaching the wall.

A few days later, Tang Ping led Xiong Ying and Xiong Lan up the mountain.

"Brothers, this is Senior Lumuling Mandrill."

"Meet the seniors."

One is rough and the other is introverted.

"In the future, the house will be moved to Lvmu Ridge. As for the field outside, you can go down to look after it occasionally, and you will be charged [-]% of the tax. What do you think? As for your cultivation supplies, I will cover all of them."

The old mandrill asked.

"I'm not very good at fighting..." said the young man Xiong Lan.

"It's okay, the old man doesn't like to fight, you can just wait on the mountain to frighten Xiaoxiao."

Then the two agreed.

Since then, Lvmu Ridge has two more ghosts in charge.

Of course, not everyone can trust the mandrills, and they are not allowed to manage the spiritual objects, but just patrol.

Estimates are testing their allegiance.

After returning, Tang Ping summoned Gao Dice, looked at the names of the people on the back, and was instilling in his mind, ready to send a message.

"I can't come here without an order in the future, don't let the mandrill misunderstand."

Except for the banyan tree with a radius of one mile, the west, south, and north sides are now the territory of mandrills.

It doesn't matter, but it's safer.

Tang Ping was relatively calm.

Except for his own territory, everyone else is a passer-by after all.

They enshrine themselves, who give them certain status and resources.

In addition, life or death depends on fate.

Whether it is the fields or the power.

As time goes by, it's all yours after all.

Among them, how many ghosts and people can accompany me to that day?

Go back to the cabin.

There are miscellaneous containers for refining medicine in the house.

Now the bait refining method is very successful, the success rate of the low-grade medicine is 100%, that of the middle-grade medicine is [-]%, and that of the top-grade medicine is [-]%.

Most of them are mainly orchid medicines, which are used to maintain their own practice.

As for other prescriptions, leave them to be explored slowly in the future.

"Mu Zheng's legacy..."

Tang Ping spread out the wooden slips, which recorded the principles of the formation.

It is said that this method was created by Muzheng Jumang, which records how to sense the wood energy, mobilize the wood energy and arrange the array eyes to form an array similar to the self-contained function of Dongtianfudi.

There are two types of this method, the Muyin formation and the Musha formation.

One is concealment, and the other is killing the enemy.

"I see……"

Tang Ping was an eye-opener.

The important thing is not the formation, but the principle of the formation that no one pays attention to.

If this formation principle works, what about using rustic and other spirits?
I am the master of the underground, owning three kinds of territories: wood, water, and soil, which can be manipulated arbitrarily.

In the first step, the most difficult tasks of comprehending qi, comprehending momentum, and manipulating qi and momentum have been solved, and the rest of the arrangement can be explored slowly.

Muzheng's Legacy (1/800)

Thereafter.

Tang Ping devoted himself to cultivation and waited for the opportunity.

During the four rituals of the year, Wu Ming always personally brings people over to collect taxes.

This person is not as greedy as Wu Yang, and spends most of his time in Yangjian, never finding any flaws.

"Perhaps start from Yangjian."

It's winter steaming ceremony.

Ghosts and gods fight.

Tang Ping took a look with his eyes.

The Dragon King of Jingshen is the late wandering god, and the Zongmu ghost witch is the late stage (not the great Zongmu witch in Yangjian).

Fire ghosts and centipedes are in the middle stage.

The rest are early days.

It seems that there are still many masters in this field.

The steaming ceremony is over.

Suddenly, the centipede attacked the altar of the abyss cliff, killed Wu Ge, ransacked the camp, and fled to the underworld.

In Yangjian, he ate up all the families who enshrined him in Yangjian, raided the warehouse of the Zuo family, and wounded the general Wu who was guarding here.

Then run away.

"Bold!"

For a moment, Wu's masters were dispatched.

(End of this chapter)