Xuankong did not dissipate any of the true spirits, and the glow was vast under his feet. He followed the two evil spirits and passed through the eighteen levels of hell. He walked forward in a tortuous and twists along the way, and never walked through the road he passed.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I saw a palace in front of me with the three golden characters “Xuanming Palace” written on it.

This place is not elsewhere, it is where King Guang, the first palace of the underworld, lived closely with Xuankong.

Xuankong stopped and asked in panic: "This is the underworld, where is the King of Qin Guang?"

The two fools looked at each other and smiled and said, "Sir, this is a bad word. How can a living person enter the underworld? This is the residence of my prince. Where is the King of Qin Guang?"

While the two were talking, a crowd of servants made of ghosts opened up in the middle of the mansion, and seven white-faced young men were hugging in the middle. All the young men looked like they were about fifteen or sixteen years old, with handsome faces and outstanding appearances, and each of them was beautiful. There are poems to prove it: "The beautiful face is blushing, the red lips and crimson lips are even. The moth eyebrows are wide and the moon is small, and the cicadas are full of clouds. If they stand among the flowers, the bee will be serious."

There were blue-clothed ghost messengers on both sides, holding banners and treasures in their hands, and shouting loudly: "My prince invites sir, and sir, please come forward!"

Xuan Kong snorted and laughed, "Since ancient times, I have never heard of any prince who is a daughter. I want to see what mystery you have." He had long seen that these seven "youngest men" were disguised as banshees, but he walked forward without saying a word.

When the Buddha Wutian arrived, he sent all the demon generals under his command to seize the three realms and killed all the underworld soldiers who were guarding the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld. Even the Ten Palaces of Yama was driven out of the underworld.

As for the countless evil ghosts Li Po who were originally imprisoned in hell, they were put into the world through the reincarnation tunnel by Wutian's subordinates, allowing them to go out to cause trouble in the sun. Now the underworld is empty, leaving only a silence and emptiness, and there are demons who replace the Yin soldiers to guard the guards everywhere in the underworld.

After the seven young men gave Xuan Kong a ceremony to apprenticeship, they took him to continue walking deep into the underworld. Gray mist was floating everywhere in the underworld. However, no one of the lonely ghosts that could be seen everywhere could be found.

Come from Xuanming Palace, pass by Ximing Palace, Jiji Palace, Taihe Palace, Jiulun Palace, Mingchen Palace, and then walk through Shenhua Palace, Bizhen Palace, Qifei Palace, and Suying Palace. These places were originally the place where the Ten Palaces of Yama Gods lived, but now they look like a barren look. There is nothing else between the heaven and earth except for the gray fog.

It seems that the underworld has really suffered a great disaster. Although everyone here repeatedly told Xuankong that this place was not the underworld, it could not stop him from having strange thoughts.

It seems that whenever I go to a place, some information will naturally be reflected in my heart. The former majestic Xuanming Palace was empty, and I continued to walk deep into the underworld and saw a dead spirit everywhere. The palace collapsed everywhere, making me look messy.

The strange situation in the underworld made Xuankong feel cold for a moment. Originally, his plan was just to take this opportunity to find out the monster lurking in the Song Dynasty Palace, but he did not expect to see such a doomsday scene.

The second and third halls are all empty as a hall of death. The ten palaces of Yama are not in his position, and no one of the ghost soldiers in the eighteen levels of the underworld is left.

These seven young men arranged Xuan Kong in a room and did not come here to disturb him. They only entered his room occasionally when they came to ask for teaching. Apart from these seven young men with white faces, Xuan Kong had never seen Mrs. White Bone and Princess Yunluo again.

So he taught a course for a few days. Gradually, even Xuankong himself was about to believe this "fact", although he knew very well that all this was not true, such as Mr. Yuan Shao or a scholar of the Song Dynasty. These things had nothing to do with him, Xuankong.

But for some reason, whenever Xuankong thinks deeply and carefully, he will feel extremely painful in his mind, and after the severe pain, Xuankong will forget what he had thought before.

But he didn't know. Just when he was having a headache, Mrs. Baigu and Princess Yunluo outside were also upset.

The sun and the moon in the underworld were not known, so they could only rely on their own estimates to estimate the time. Several white-faced young men Xuankong had seen before were sitting on a ground platform according to the seven-star direction.

A flag hanging on the earthen platform was swaying in front of the Xuankong in the opposite pavilion. Every hour passed, a young man stretched out his finger from his position, released translucent silk threads wrapped around the flag and pulled the flag.

Xuankong in the pavilion was blinded by the illusion of the formation, but the White Bone Lady and Princess Yunluo outside the formation could clearly see that every shaking of the flag could dim the clear light on the Xuankong Lingtai.

And the time when the flag was shaking was the time when Xuankong thought he had met the young master to ask for advice.

Every hour, these seven young men changed into an illusion and entered the formation through the flag flag to wipe out Xuankong's will. Although the time they could last for a long time would not last long and soon be dispersed by Xuankong's protective golden light, after so many times, even if Xuankong had already cultivated into Taiyi's fairy body, there was a layer of black air faintly crawled between his eyebrows.

On the earth platform, the seven young men were sweating and covered in pink and covered in dew. The difference between their magic powers and Xuankong was too great. I don’t know how long it would take to get through this slowly.

Princess Yunluo, who was under the earth platform, was also impatient and gently pushed Mrs. White Bone and asked, "I really don't understand, what is the benefit of this Xuankong? Can Buddha Wutian personally use the black lotus to pass on the decree to overcome him?"

When Mrs. Baigu heard this, she immediately raised her eyebrows, shivered and said, "Yunluo kept her mouth shut. How could the Buddha Wutian's decree be violated!" She was also helpless and sighed: "Xuankong inherited the Taoist tradition of the ancient Qi Refiners, which is completely different from the current practitioners. They uphold a firm Taoist heart to understand the magic power. If they did not use the illusion array to confuse his Taoist heart, how could they pass him into a demon with the Mengpo spell alone?"

It turned out that these banshees gave up their hatred for Xuankong, but that the Buddha Wutian personally issued a decree to capture Xuankong under his command. This time, with the illusion array handed down by Wutian Buddha, I am afraid that Xuankong will really be unable to escape into the devil.

Princess Yunluo has been with Mrs. Baigu for hundreds of years, but this is the first time I heard that Buddha Wutian valued a human monk so much, so I had to shake my head and say, "If you wait so hard, God knows when will you become demonized into Xuankong."
Chapter completed!