The Secret History of Xuanmen

Chapter 60 Game
Hundreds of ghosts cry at night, and the gates of ghosts open.

I stepped on the yin and yang, and felt an unprecedented openness of mind. The art of Taoism is really extremely mysterious, and it can surpass the world.

But I didn't take it lightly, this is the first step to success, and the more important and dangerous thing is yet to come.

"Gesang, send the coffin!" I shouted to Gesang who was also shocked.

Gesang immediately handed the little paper boat to me, and I took the paper boat, and I immediately sacrificed to it to trigger the runes on the paper boat.

For ordinary paper objects, it can often be awakened only by adding the finishing touch, such as the opening of the eyes of the oriole and the opening of the eyes of Jiaotu.

But this paper coffin is different, it has no spiritual power, and the focus is still on the four feet, which are pierced with the blood of the red rabbit.

Let Xuan Qi walk on the paper boat runes, and finally I manipulated them to spread to the four feet of the coffin.

This coffin is square and square, and there is no distinction between yin and yang, so the qi on the feet of the four coffins must be exactly the same, if it is not balanced, it will be difficult to activate.

In the next second, a golden light flashed across the small paper boat, and the paper boat gradually enlarged in this golden light.It seems illusory, but in fact a real coffin looms in front of you.

The coffin was exactly as Gesang said, with a square body and pointed ends, resembling a strangely shaped ship.

After activating the paper coffin, I said to Gesang again: "Seal the air!"

Gesang obeyed, and immediately forced out the evil spirit from his body, and drove them all into the coffin.

At the same time, I also put the ghost baby in the coffin, one is to fulfill the promise to its mother and help it reincarnate, and the other is to allow the coffin boat to enter the gate of ghosts justifiably.

After doing all this well, I once again took a bowl of water from the Yellow River and poured it all into the looming ghost town under my feet.

It was just a bowl of Yellow River water, but after pouring it down, it seemed like a torrential waterfall and went straight into the ghost town. Soon, a road to the underworld leading to the ghost town was paved from under my feet.

I slapped the coffin boat with all my strength, and at the same time shouted loudly: "The water of the Yellow River is sprinkled on Huangquan Road, and the Yin boat on Huangquan Road! Let me go!"

The coffin boat flew down the Yellow Spring and headed straight for the quaint and magnificent ghost town.

Soon the coffin boat sailed in front of the ghost city, and the gate of the ghost was opened at this time, as long as it sailed in, it was done.

My heart hangs in my throat, although as far as I know, the ghost gate under my feet is not the real gate of the underworld, but just a side gate. Usually, if an expert in the yang world opens it, the transfer of ghosts will not be prevented.After all, this gate of ghosts can only enter and not exit, and will not break the order of yin and yang.

But there are variables in everything, and I dare not relax in the slightest until I really succeed.

Clenching my fists slightly, I watched nervously that most of the hull had entered the ghost gate.

And just when I thought I was about to succeed, a voice suddenly came from the ghost gate. The voice was deep and vigorous, and the soul of the listener trembled.

"Who dares to forcefully open the Nine Nether Gates? Do you want to be skinned and cramp, and enter that blood pool purgatory?"

Hearing this voice, my heart skipped a beat, and it really didn't go so smoothly.

It is said that the side gate of the Yin Division is also guarded by Yin soldiers, but since all those who can forcibly open the gate of hell are masters of the Yang world, or have a close relationship with the Yin Division, these Yin soldiers often turn a blind eye and close one eye. Will be nosy.

But if the ghost emperor came to inspect, the Yin soldiers would definitely not dare to favoritism, and would strictly investigate.

Could it be that Gesang and I just turned our backs like this, and just happened to meet Yan Luo or the Ghost Emperor patrolling?
I secretly thought it was bad luck, but I didn't know the specific situation, so I still had to cheer up. In this situation, I definitely can't back down, and I have to pretend to be a tiger and eat pigs fearlessly.

So I threw the black and white lotus catalyzed by the Yin-Yang Order on the road to Huangquan, and at the same time said neither humble nor overbearing: "I am the elder of the Yin-Yang Sect. Today I forcibly opened the gate of hell and passed the souls of the dead into the underworld. Who dares to stop it?"

(End of this chapter)