I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 94

"Take action against Chu State?" Tang Ping asked in surprise.

"Yes, they are going to attack Chu State." Nan Lumeng and Tang Ping have been friends for many years, and they will share any news immediately.

"So that's it. It seems that the old man is going to hide in advance."

After Zuo Xing's incident last time, Tang Ping grew a little beard and looked a lot more mature.

"The state of Chu is powerful, and it has developed too fast in recent years. Its policy of dividing land between savages has attracted many savage slaves from neighboring countries to join them. The savages are worth it. Slaves are the assets of other countries. The bottom line is not to use slaves from other countries. The two families decided to punish Chu. , No, it should be three."

Behind Wu Guo is Ji Guo, and Yu Renqing and Yu Renlong wear the same pair of pants.

The Three Kingdoms attacked Chu, and this time Nanlumeng was not very optimistic about Chu.

Enemy on three sides, either go into exile or destroy the country.

One person and one ghost talked while boarding the raft on the river.

Above the head is the candlelight of the snake holding a candle, like a bright moon, illuminating the dark Jianxia.

The breeze blows over the water of the Black River, and the water on both sides of the river is reflected and sparkling.

A pale human face under the water of the raft slowly floated up, Tang Ping stared, and the human face jumped into the water in fright.

"There is no distinction between yin and yang in this place. Humans and ghosts live together. Ordinary people will be scared to death when they come here." Nan Lumeng laughed.

The raft was driving towards the upper reaches of the river, all the way upstream, the river gradually widened, and after a long time, a straight mountain appeared in the middle of the river.

The peaks are hundreds of miles wide and occupy one-third of the river.

Soaring straight up to the sky, tens of thousands of feet high, straight into the sky, Tang Ping was surprised to find that there was a candle moon above this place.

Looking at the moss-covered mountain surface with faint fish scale patterns, Tang Ping had an idea in his heart.

"That's right, this is the body of the Candle Snake Great God. The Great God has a huge body and can eat nine mountain peaks a day. In order to avoid unnecessary consumption, the Great God sleeps and usually wakes up once every sixty years."

There is nothing to hide in Nanlumeng, and the raft stays on the side of the mountain.

Whenever the candle snake wakes up, it's time for them to prepare a blood meal.

Nanlumeng muttered something.

call!
A blue wind rose from the river, and the blue wind formed a whirlwind, and the eye of the wind wrapped around the raft.

Tang Ping only felt the raft rising, and then he didn't know where it rose, going back and forth, twisting and turning.

The whirlwind blocked his eyes from looking outside.

After a long time, the raft hit the ground and the blue wind dissipated.

Tang Ping looked up and saw that the flowers were fragrant, the sun was shining brightly, the vegetation was lush, and a hundred flowers were in full bloom.

There are animals from the north and the south in the forest, grass, and streams.

The wildfire flickered, and the thunder beast roared.

There is a huge stone palace among the sea of ​​flowers.

There are snake people, mortals, tattooed southern barbarians, phoenixes and eagles flying in the air, and exotic beasts running on the ground.

Tang Ping also noticed a strange tree, like a bread tree, on which everything grew, including clothes, grilled chicken, grilled fish, and rice. People here looked for these things to eat when they were hungry.

When the two came to the palace, there were many figures in the hall, and there were three stone chairs in the center of the hall.

On the left is a strong man with carved tattoos and wearing animal skins, in the middle is an old man with a human head and a green snake body, and on the right is a normal person with white beard and hair, and a fairy-like bone, but it is not normal after a closer look. Change, blue for a while, white for a while, yellow for a while.

"The three great gods have been brought here. This one is the Jade Cauldron Immortal Tang Ping who is often mentioned below. He is good at alchemy and medicine, and has superb craftsmanship. These three are..."

Nanlumeng introduces from left to right, respectively, the Lord of Diaoti, the Seventeenth King of Nanlu, and Father Xiao.

All of them are qi refining cultivation bases.

The Nanlu King in the center stood up, propped his tail on the ground, smiled enthusiastically, and said, "Yes, he is a talent. Do you want to consider joining Mingzhu Temple?"

"Bright Candle Shrine is...?" Tang Ping was a little puzzled.

"Bright Candle Shrine can refer to Haidai's sect. It doesn't look at blood groups, only knowledge and ability. The organization communicates with each other. There are outsiders in Mingzhu Shrine who can't trade rare treasures."

"You can join, what do I need to do? Let me tell you first, I'm not good at fighting skills." Tang Ping is the first time to contact this kind of martial art, Meishan is not counted, Meishan is the direct descendant of Zhang Wulang, the essence is still family organization.

As for joining this organization, Tang Ping has no other ideas, as the so-called great hermit lives in the city.

There are four vests in total, namely the altar, the water pool, the Yin soil, and the banyan tree.

"Of course not. Can you turn in six of those water jade red spirit pills you are good at in a month?"

"It's very difficult, at most one piece, and it has side effects, it will make the body stiff for a while."

Several people looked at each other, and the Nanlu King smiled again: "It's fine, just one piece. If you lack herbs, you can find Father Xiao, if you lack animal bones, you can find the Lord of the Diao Ti. For other sundries, you can ask me. Of course, it’s all about ghost money. If someone asks you to help, you should also accept it, don’t break the rules.”

"Yes!"

After all, a bronze medal flew over.

"This is the token of Mingcandle Divine Palace. You can enter this place with this card, and you can show it to the outside world. The surrounding small countries dare not touch it."

Tang Ping took the bronze medal and wrote four strange words in Mingzhu Temple, which he could barely distinguish.

"Then I will take my leave first."

Nan Lumeng went back with Tang Ping.

On the way, Nan Lumeng was a little excited, and said: "I didn't expect the king to invite you directly. I haven't appeared for many years. I thought it was an order for you. Now we are our own people."

"Haha, one of my own." Tang Ping's eyes were deep, and this identity was really interesting, "I'll go back first, fellow daoists, remember to inquire about overseas rock chickens."

Meishan, by the altar.

Zhang Wulang sits and practices meditation, surrounded by tigers, black dogs, cheetahs, and the king of white wolves.

The black and evil spirit that filled the sky continued to melt into his body.

At this time, ghosts and gods appeared above the head.

Zhang Wulang opened his eyes, a glint of blue light flashed in his eyes, he got up and bowed and said, "I pay homage to God."

"Wu, Ji, and Ren are preparing to join forces to attack Chu, can you be ready?" Tang Ping's voice was low, and his brows were shining brightly.

"We are always prepared. In this battle, we will either dominate or subjugate the country. This disciple has nothing to fear." Zhang Wulang's eyes flashed with excitement, "Xiong Ba practiced hard day and night in the unique skills of the former king and Chisongzi. Weapons, be vigilant at all times and wait for the dawn. Lord God, this battle will not let you down."

It has been more than 200 years since his father, Zhang Cong, settled in Meishan and established the Zhang family's rule of only practicing the method. Zhang Wulang is also [-] years old, and his background has accumulated almost the same.

"Stay safe... very good, I will also lower my divine power at that time."

"Shenhou surrendered to Zhang Xian, the disciple wants to try, what if he can break through?"

"Okay. At that time, the gods will come out to support. Qunyu County can recruit [-] soldiers."

"Fifteen thousand soldiers?" Zhang Wulang asked in surprise. Such a small place can not only feed 10 people, but also recruit soldiers?

This county system is really surprising. According to such a standard, the land of 100 million square kilometers in Chu State, at least, cannot support 8000 to [-] million people?

Looking at the results of this war, if the county system shines, maybe Xiongba can be considered to expand the size of the county.

"This talk has been brought, you can think about your own strategy when you go back."

After all, Tang Ping disappeared.

His philosophy has always been to let future generations develop their talents, whether it is good or bad, it is the path they choose.

Except for the main underground territory, everything is foreign. In the final analysis, his territory is only the size of a county.

Its prosperity is also vigorous, and its death is also sudden, which is the law of nature.

Tang Ping will use the secret method of descending the gods to contribute. If he really dies, it proves that the current system is still too advanced, and the next time Chu is rebuilt, he will be more conservative.

Just thinking about it, I came to Qunyu Mountain unknowingly.

The county town at the foot of the mountain is peaceful, and the clouds and wind are light on the mountain.

(End of this chapter)