I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 52

hell.

Greenwood Ridge.

The vegetation is luxuriant, and the emerald mountains form peaks.

There is a paint house on the top of the mountain.

There are two teams of men and horses patrolling the fertile fields, with disheveled hair, thunderous mouths, and sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks.This is a group of old apes, and there are many ghost soldiers.

The leading ghost general is more than two meters tall, with a stern face, scars on his face, and bloodthirsty evil spirit all over his body.

The shorter general beside him had a somewhat elegant demeanor.

These two people are Xiong Ying and Xiong Lan who "religed" to Shandrill.

Relying on his charisma as a leader during his lifetime, Xiong Ying won the support of all the ghosts within two years of coming here.

And he was appreciated by the mandrill man, and with the support of Lvmu Ridge's resources, he entered the middle stage of the evil spirit.

"Okay, everyone go back to rest, I will go back to life."

When Xiong Ying came to the top of the mountain, an old ape was exhaling the essence of heaven and earth, the aura of vegetation in front of the blood moon.

Xiong Ying waited quietly at the side.

After a long time, the mandrill man opened his cloudy eyes, and when he saw Xiong Ying beside him, there was a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

I had some doubts about the two ghosts at first, but now I have dispelled them.

With the talent of a ghost like Xiong Ying, Maohou is definitely not something that a ghost can control, and neither can he.

"This time on July [-]th, you and Lan will go to Yuan's."

"Myself?"

"Well, you are very familiar with the people in Yangjian, Yangjian will be protected by you from now on..."

As soon as these words came out, Xiong Ying said in astonishment: "Shanzhu, you...?"

"Haha, don't talk about these things, I am a member of the Yuan (ape) clan after Wu Zhiqi, what do you think of the Yuan clan now?"

"The family is prosperous, there is a kind of vitality, and it looks like geniuses are competing." Xiong Ying said against his will.

"Tell the truth……"

"Uh, barely make sense."

The Yuan family is really not doing well now, they have completely forgotten the glory of their ancestors, and there is not even a single one who has awakened the blood of their ancestors.

Mandrill is different from other apes, he is a human being, the awakened ape blood of human beings.

"However, for the younger generation, it is good to have a little doll named Hong. Although he is less than ten years old, there are faint signs of awakening bloodlines. It seems to be the ability to control water. From now on, you young people will lead."

Shandrill's regret is that his ability is grass and trees, not water of his ancestors.

"Don't dare."

Xiong Ying has a guess in her heart, but it has not been confirmed yet whether it is true or not.

……

Near the Maohou banyan tree.

A figure in a black robe flew here and landed. He took off his cloak. Judging by his mottled hair, he must be Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qi just returned from exchanging supplies in the ghost market.

After he came here, Master Hou seldom managed specific affairs, and occasionally asked himself to sell some elixir or buy other cultivation materials.

Now he came here with a big bag full of knives, guns and sticks.

There was nothing ahead.

Zhang Qi stood still and chanted a mantra: "Ahem, Ling... Lingzhi opens the door."

Whoa!
The black mist flashed ahead, and the scenery emerged like splashed ink.

There are several small wooden houses under the banyan tree, and there are sunflowers planted outside the houses, orchids on the trees, and blue arm-shaped five-finger mushrooms in the shade on the other side.

Green hand mushroom is also a spiritual thing.

Now focus on these three.

Other spiritual creatures require unique growth environments.

boom!
Just as he was thinking, an explosion suddenly came from the largest wooden house, and the ground shook.

"Hey, the eleventh floor failed."

Zhang Qi hurried over.

Recently, Shenhou is playing something very new.

The wooden house often explodes, and from time to time I hear saying "stack number, don't explode".Or it is to tinker with formations and elixir.

The monthly expenses are more than [-].

As the Yin Cheng who is in charge of finances, it is impossible for Zhang Qi not to feel pain in his heart.

But this is the order of the gods.

dong dong dong...

"Shenhou, the things have been brought."

"Put it outside."

Squeak.

The door opened, Tang Ping with messy hair appeared, picked up the storage bag and closed the door.

The house is messy.

Various utensils are piled up everywhere, a bronze tripod is used to refine medicine, and a stone platform is placed with various weapons.

Wuming's Fengshui four-element pan instrument is randomly piled up in the corner.

Tang Ping picked up a bronze dagger.

There are some moire-like things engraved on the body surface of this Ge, and it does not seem to be engraved with tools.

"Six floors."

Tang Ping picked up the bronze dagger, aimed at a stone, and gently cut it off.

It just feels a slight obstruction, as if cutting tofu, and the big stone is gently cut.

"So sharp!"

Tang Ping said with emotion.

It's just an ordinary weapon, and the sixth floor has such an effect.

become harder and sharper.

"The proficiency is still too low, resulting in a low success rate. What about one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand floors?"

Tang Ping pinched his fingers and recited a mysterious incantation.

"The essence of Sansuke, the spirit of A and B, the waves inspire, the thunder and lightning flourish..."

While chanting the mantra, the true seed of evil spirit in the body quickly flowed out yellow Yin power, and Tang Ping's whole soul glowed with yellow light.

Imbued with spiritual thoughts, visualize cloud patterns, form a touch pen, and depict on the body of the spear.

The light flashed and flickered, and lines appeared on the body of the spear, which kept flickering, which meant a coherent depiction.

No, this feels...why is it a bit like electric welding?

boom!
After a while, the bronze dagger exploded.

"Hey, I need to practice more." Tang Ping thought to himself.

Then he started to tell the ground.

太白黑杀法（323/1000）太阴炼形法（53/2000)木正遗篇（600/800)。

Such is the case with proficiency.There is still a dark thunder that has not been practiced.

The Taiyin shape refining method is the fundamental method, absorbing the blood and moon Yin Qi of the underworld, about a cycle of three days, a little at a time.

Calculated on the basis of three days and one point, it will take about 16 years to enter Xiaocheng.

This can't be done any faster, you can only practice according to the astronomical phenomena.

I am pretty fast. As my proficiency increases, I will be more efficient in the future. Unlike other ghosts, it seems that I can make ten points in a month, but in fact it may only be two or three points.

Of course, it's not like this. Some people have blood, and it may pass in a few seconds, and I can't compare at all.

Only by relying on the special heel of the underground master.

Now the range of Yin soil has reached two hundred feet in diameter.

"It's still not enough."

Tang Ping looked at the sky and muttered to himself: "It's almost time, isn't it?"

sun room.

Downstream of Danshui, a new city is established here.

There are more than 6000 tribes of the Xiong clan, the wizards of the Zhang clan, the Huanlong clan, the Shuren clan, and the Turen clan (fishing and hunting branch) to Meishan outside the city.

There is a Dharma altar on the top and foot of Meishan Mountain.

The Bangshe at the foot of the mountain, the place of official sacrifices, is admired by all people.

On the mountain is the altar of ghosts and gods, which is used to summon ghosts and gods.

Bangshe.

The aristocrats headed by Xiong Man are dressed in Chishen clothes and gowns, Xiong Man is the king and wears a crown, and the baron is five pins and five beads.

"Auspicious days are good for Chen Liang, Mu Jiang is happy for the emperor;
Caress the long sword and look at Yuer, and sing and sing like Linlang..."

On the altar, Zhang Wulang recited a poem praising Taiyi.

The singing seems to fly to the sky with moi smoke, to the residence of the gods in the sky.

Sacrifice is not a process, but a necessary process of induction between heaven and man.

They can stand on their own, but they cannot disrespect God.

Underneath, Xiong Man's face was dull, and his palms were already wet with sweat.

From the leader of the Zhang family, to his father Ying, and to himself, it is already the third generation.

After more than 70 years, I have finally reached my generation and embarked on the road from a tribe to a country.

Xiong Man understood that self-reliance this time was really barbaric through and through.

The so-called orthodoxy is immortal, and unless the monarch gives grace, everyone can attack it.

But he still took this step.

Just to give these people a safe country.

He was not too arrogant, like other barbarians who did not enter the Yin and Shang Dynasties, the king of Shu, the king of Yiqu, and the king of Jiuyi generally called himself king, and he could just call himself a baron.

At this time, Zhang Wulang's prayer to the emperor came to an end, and the voice came from afar.

"Patriarch, what is the name of the country?"

"The barren marsh is full of grass, and the rough road is blue."

"The name of the country is Chu!"

The city downstream of Danshui will be called Chu City, Chu State, and the people are Chu people.

Chu has the pictogram of a person who has survived the thorns, which can be regarded as a commemoration of the hardships at the beginning.

clang!
Heaven and man are in touch, and the country is established as Chu.

Worship to ghosts and gods.

The sky is cloudy, and ghosts and gods are here.

(End of this chapter)