Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 185 Cui Judgment
The Netherworld stele was huge, so Mo Yuan didn't care about it, but took the judge's pen on his body and went down to the underworld.

However, without any warning, the judge pen moved spontaneously!

But it turned into a black light, slowly rose from Mo Yuan's arms, flew towards the Yinlu Department, and reached the blood-colored statue in the innermost part of the Yinlu Department, turning around the statue non-stop, There is even a faint sense of attachment!
Mo Yuan and Yan Chixia looked at each other, and they entered the Department of Yin Law to observe carefully around the blood-colored statue, but saw that the statue was a middle-aged man with a stern face, dressed in official robes, not angry and majestic, with a One hand is stretched out as if holding a book, and the other hand is in a gesture of holding a pen.

"It is said that the judge in charge of the Yin Law Division is Cui Pan, the head of the Yin Division's judges in the underworld, and he is also in charge of the judge's pen. Could it be that this is that Judge Cui?" Yan Chixia murmured.

Before he finished speaking, the judge's pen suddenly landed on the stone carving's right hand, it was the hand in the pen-holding position, it fit perfectly, just right!
"It seems that Taoist Yan guessed it right. This must be Judge Cui, the legendary judge who determines life and wealth and is in charge of the iron law of the underworld!" Mo Yuan nodded affirmatively, but there was a trace of solemnity between his brows. color.

For Cui Pan, the owner of the Judgment Pen for endless years, it is quite normal for the Judgment Pen to fly into his palm spontaneously. However, this means that all the statues here are just like the Cui Pan in front of him. , It is a living person, no, it is transformed from a living ghost!

Turning the ghosts and gods of the entire underworld into statues, this method, this supernatural power, is enough to be called the best in the world.

Thinking of the drop of blood essence left behind by the old Black Mountain demon, Mo Yuan had a conjecture for no reason: Could it be that Kunpeng did everything?
But in a blink of an eye, he put this idea behind him. It couldn't be Kunpeng. With the way of that demon master, slaughtering a god and demon in an ordinary world is nothing, but in the mouth of the world's practice community, it set off a big fight. The earth-shattering change is clearly the terrifying existence who claims to be the Asura King. Kunpeng's identity, in this world, has no reason to hide his head and show his tail.

Mo Yuan could think that this statue was transformed by Cui Pan himself, so Yan Chixia naturally thought of it, and his face became solemn, and said: "I wish I could be born a hundred years ago, and see the heroic demeanor of King Asura !"

Slaughtering the world's gods and demons with one's own power, it is true that demons and ghosts are rampant in this world, and disasters continue, but is there any monk in the world who does not yearn for this kind of supreme magic power that combines the mighty power of heaven and earth with one body?
Heaven and Hades, these are two places that everyone fears, but if one person steps under their feet, what kind of monstrous magic power and Taoism should that be?
"You better not see Daoist Yan. From what I see, many of the statues in the Hall of Yama are ordinary ghosts. I think they have never been to the realm of real immortals. I am afraid that Fellow Daoist Yan will suffer the same disaster as them when they go back to a hundred years ago. Make it a statue in the underworld!" Mo Yuan joked.

Yan Chixia laughed when she heard the words, and said: "I'm just talking, why should Mr. Mo take it seriously, let's go, and look forward, this old Black Mountain demon, I don't know where the treasure is hidden, and I haven't found it yet. "

Complaining about Montenegro, the bearded swordsman didn't wait for Mo Yuan to take a step, and stepped out of the Yinlu Division on his own.

Mo Yuan also wondered where the black mountain old demon hid the treasure, reached out and took off the judge's pen, and walked out, but just as he walked to the gate of the Yinlu Division Hall, he suddenly heard Yan Chixia's surprised He shouted, "It's actually here!"

Mo Yuan hurriedly walked out, only to see that at the end of the corridor of Yinlu Department, there was an extremely large square, filled with all kinds of precious spirits shining brightly, filled with colorful precious aura, illuminating This dark underworld is as bright as day.

"What a black mountain old demon, actually put all the treasures here, I'm so tired, it's hard to find!"

Yan Chixia beamed with joy, she quickly stepped into the mountain of treasures, raised her hand and picked up two things.

"Zishageng gold and iron, extraterrestrial sand, hahahaha, with these two things, the power of my flying sword can be improved to a higher level. This old demon is a treasure to collect!"

Yan Chixia laughed loudly while carrying the two treasures, and finally looked at Mo Yuan and said, "Mr. Yan wants these two treasures, Mr. Mo won't be reluctant, right?"

"Fellow Daoist Yan, take as much as you can, don't worry about me!" Mo Yuan laughed, but he didn't take the treasure house at all.

"Mr. Mo is generous, then Yan will take a few more!"

Yan Chixia also caught a glimpse of other precious materials for refining flying swords, and when Mo Yuan agreed, she was not polite, and picked them up among the treasures.

Mo Yuan ignored him, but looked towards the front of the square, where there was a building far taller than the Temple of Heaven, majestic and majestic.

"Is this where the Emperor Yama's bedroom is located?"

Mo Yuan's eyes flickered, and while his mana was running, his whole body turned into a stream of light, passed through the square, and landed in front of the hall.

But I saw that this palace was different from all the previous places. The gate of the palace was closed, and there was a layer of black light restraint outside. The three seal characters of "Yan Luodian" were engraved on the gate of the palace.

And on the right side of the gate of the main hall, there is also a stone tablet with three seal characters written in the city of vain death.

"This is the restriction that the Black Mountain old demon has worked so hard to open." Mo Yuan looked at the black light restriction, felt the powerful power emanating from it, and couldn't help but said.

"But if he can't open it, I may not be able to open it. Go!"

Mo Yuan snarled, and with a flick of his sleeve, a streak of blue mana rushed towards the palace gate.

hum!
There were little ripples on the black light restraint, and it swallowed up that magic power in an instant, without a single trace escaping.

"Well, not shaken at all?"

Mo Yuan frowned slightly, seeing that the brilliance of the black forbidden surface was a little brighter, he didn't know what to do for a moment, he had already used [-]% of his strength just now, should he use such means as Zhou Tian Xing Dou array?

But can the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation do anything about this restriction?

Mo Yuan was puzzled, because the aura emanating from this restriction definitely surpassed the level of a true immortal, and it was not something that could be arranged by an idle immortal.

Then let Xiaoqian try it!

Thinking of what the Black Mountain old demon said about using the ghost body of the Nine Yins to open the seal, Mo Yuan turned his head and shouted to Yan Chixia who was obsessed with treasures in the square: "Fellow Daoist Yan, please call out Nie Xiaoqian and help me open the seal! "

Mo Yuan handed over the golden pagoda to Yan Chixia before the battle in Montenegro. Otherwise, under the war, a urn of ashes would be broken if not careful.

When Yan Chixia heard the words, she didn't care about choosing Feijian's precious material, and hurried to the front of the hall...

(End of this chapter)