In the dark palace, rain clouds appeared out of thin air, sprinkling a rain of sweet rain, carrying the air of yang harmony, washing everything here.

The rain clouds were drizzling and moving.

Rain drips on the dusty floor tiles, on the soldiers' old armor, on the rusty iron sword, on the pearls that lost their light, on the collapsed wall...

With Zhou Guangyu's heart, this light rain brought new vitality, and every drop was transformed by his divine power.

If he had not received the support of the Zhou family, he would not have been so luxurious.

It rained for a long time, and the entire palace was washed and completely renovated.

The light was everywhere, and the pearls decorated on the hall also emitted bright light again. The soldiers returned to their appearance and were full of energy.

"Shishou Zhou, are you planning to open a government office and reorganize the Shinto?"

A young man in silver robe approached and asked with his fists.

Zhou Guangyu saw his hopes, and then looked at the soldiers behind him, waiting for his reply.

With his hand stretched out and pressed down slightly, Zhou Guangyu said slowly.

"It's certain to open the house. As for reorganizing the Shinto... I'll see it again!"

"As time I waited for my sleep, my life has passed six hundred years, and many things have changed."

"The god's way in Jiang Kingdom has long been destroyed. Even if the bell of the god gathering again, there may not be a god's response. Even if it responds, how could it be that it is not a soldier to attack? With our current divine power, we cannot withstand a great war."

"Before you woke up, I had already been to the Sun World, and I realized that the Shinto changes were so great that it had changed three times in six hundred years. Many ancient clergy have changed, and even my divine position is shaking."

"I am like this, so there is no need to say more about other little gods. Jiang Kingdom is 120 worshipping gods, and more than 70 people were killed in battle. When the country's fortune was destroyed, a group of people were damaged. After nearly two thousand years of the underworld, where is there now?"

In the voice, the soldiers were speechless indescribable.

After a long time, Zhou Guangyu walked to a palace where a small bell hung there and a silver hammer was on the wall.

He took off the little hammer, rubbed it, and recalled that the clear light on his body was dyed with a faint golden color.

A handsome boy with light armor and long hair scattered over came over, bowed slightly, and said.

"Master, please let me ring this bell!"

Zhou Rang turned around and saw her and said with a smile.

"Liu Yu... This is not what you should do!"

The person named Liu Yu turned out to be a daughter. At this time, her delicate face was not covered with blood. She just bowed down again and said solemnly.

"Please let me come and beat the bell!"

Zhou Guangyu looked at the girl and his mood was a little complicated for a moment.

Liu Yu was not originally named Liu Yu, she was the maid next to Princess Jiang. She was originally from a branch of the royal family. She was originally named Long, so she should be called Long Yu.

On the eve of the collapse of the capital, he sneaked into the Yang world and persuaded Longyang to abandon the city and flee, exiled to Qi to take refuge in order to restore the country in the future. Unfortunately, Longyang was unwilling to agree.

Later, after the city was broken, when he was searching for the souls of Longyang brothers and sisters, he accidentally found her.

Dead on the battlefield, he could not linger at all obsession, and almost turned into a combat soul.

Later, he fought and retreated along the way until he fled to his fiefdom, and then he closed his house, locked his head and slept in order to fight against the turmoil of Shinto.

Zhou Rang suddenly thought that he seemed to rarely pay attention to this girl who silently followed him, so he looked at it carefully.

Wearing light armor, I can't tell my figure, but this look is similar to the princess... No wonder I was regarded as the princess' substitute at the beginning.

The princess has always been in the deep palace. Even if Zhou Rang had a good relationship with the prince, he had only seen him in a hurry more than a dozen times. However, Liu Yu, no, Long Yu, did not have so many taboos, but he saw him more often.

It seemed that she noticed the gaze of her master, and the bent beauty had a blush on her neck. She was no longer a stranger, but a ghost in the underworld. She felt that she was much more sensitive than a stranger. She was also a little embarrassed and angry when she was stared at this.

If someone else was so rude, she would have turned against her, but after all, she was her own prince, so she spoke again.

"Master?"

"Please click the bell on your behalf!"

Zhou Rang handed over the silver hammer.

Long Yu bowed and took the token, then stood up, came to the small bell, and knocked it hard with all his strength.

"Dong--"

"Dong--"

"Dong--"

When the soldiers around him heard the bell, they stood up in an array, just like they did back then.

Zhou Rang stood in the hall, pressed his sword, and looked into the distance.

The bell of the gods never sounds lightly. Thirty-two sounds are the meaning of opening the mansion to gather the gods. Any god who is still under the mansion of Guangyu must respond no matter what.

A deep deserted mountain in the underworld.

The invisible bell rang through the deserted mountains, thirty-two consecutive sounds, without any response. Only a moment later, a red flame flew out from a small temple at the foot of the mountain, and the tail flame was dragged long.

In the Yang world, a small shrine buried in the mountains, rocks and soil.

A little bit of light burst out from the statue that had been silent for a long time, and the flames were dim and the gods who had only left behind, followed the sound of the bell and rushed to the underworld.

There are gods who are alarmed by the sound of bells everywhere, awakened from their long-lasting sleep.

When Long Yu knocked for more than twenty times, she was already a little struggling. Her divine power was not sufficient now, but she just tried hard to persevere. By the time she knocked for thirty-two, she was slightly weak and her divine power was ineffective.

Then, he half-kneeled in front of Zhou Rang, held the silver hammer and raised it above his head.

"I rang thirty-two times and exchanged tokens."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Zhou Rang took the silver hammer and said warmly.

Then I gave her some divine power.

"Your Majesty, there are thirty gods still there, and there are only three responses."

As he was talking, he saw several fire lights flying outside, blocked by the God of Guangyu's Mansion, lingering and hesitating.

Zhou Rang opened a passage for them, and the few rays of fire fell in front of the hall, but there were three rusted copper seals, and the words on them could be vaguely seen.

The divine seal represents a symbol of the decree of the gods and is an important token of the gods. It will not leave the body easily. But at this time, it will respond to the call by itself, and it will definitely be the fall of its master.

"Luo Hou, Ming Yushuijun, General of the State of Defense... It turns out that they are no longer here..."

Zhou Rang saw the divine seal one by one and sighed.

These three are also good gods who were not weak at the time, but now they have all fallen... It can be seen that the divine way is difficult.

After waiting for a while, there was no response again. Zhou Rang knew that no one would come again.

He looked around and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"There is no..."

At this time, a figure fell into the hall and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!