Li Qing is very confused now.

He turned his head stiffly, looked at the several analysers around him, looked at the same outfit on his body, and fell into deep confusion.

"The tax cut in the East Region in the next ten years will leave enough food surplus for farmers to fundamentally solve the problem of famine..."

"I said that the law must be revised within ten days, and the privilege of practitioners not being responsible for killing people is cancelled. Practitioners and ordinary people must treat them equally..."

"Abolish the class privileges of the city lords of each city, reduce their salary by half, and send a patrol team to severely punish those city lords who are secretly deducting taxes..."

In the hall of the Imperial Palace, several Taoists sat under the throne, and below were a group of sweaty ministers of the former dynasty.

Dugu Yunqi was summarizing the recent major affairs of the divine world in an orderly manner. Lin Zimu would also interject a sentence from time to time, and several other expounders remained silent from beginning to end.

Only Li Qing hasn't fully understood what's going on yet.

He vaguely remembered that after finding the ancestor yesterday, the ancestor kindly patted his shoulder and led him to Lin Zimu, telling himself that he will be a part of the Taoist master from now on. During his absence, he will help him deal with all matters of big and small...

Oh, he also returned the Yaotian Sword to himself.

Li Qing, the great name of the Taoist Analyzer, naturally knew it. He never expected that he would join them one day, and even sit in the hall of the imperial palace, becoming one of the few people who had the pattern of changing the divine realm.

Who is the ancestor?

Ji Qianming? Emperor Ming? What president of the evil association?

Li Qing was completely fainted, but this didn't matter. The ancestor was the ancestor, the president or the emperor of heaven, he would just follow him honestly and repay his kindness.

"Hey, can you play Landlord?" Ke Dong next to him asked in a low voice.

Li Qing was confused: "What Landlord?"

"No? It's okay, I'll teach you when I go back!" Ke Dong's eyes lit up, "Dugu is so powerful that he doesn't want to take him to play. Lin Zimu likes to play tricks, Jiang Lihen sleeps with a knife all day long, and Zhou Yu is studying the formation all day long... Including Lu Yao and I have only two people, now you are here, that's just right!"

Li Qing scratched his head and said oh.

Looking at the chaotic hall below, Li Qing sighed slightly.

I just found the ancestor and parted... I don’t know where the ancestor is now? What are you doing?

...

Somewhere in the God Realm.

Ji Qianming's fingertips of "Nether" shines, and the absolute darkness disperses with him as the center. The extreme coldness seems to come from another world, which is creepy.

"The underworld is exiled." Ji Qianming whispered.

As he finished speaking, a pitch-black vortex opened above his head, and endless darkness and coldness radiated out from it. Behind this vortex, I don’t know where it will go.

Ji Qianming looked down at his other hand, with a causal thread connected to his fingertips, extending into the back of the vortex and swaying slightly.

"Sure enough, behind it is the real underworld..." Ji Qianming's eyes narrowed slightly.

Without hesitation, he took a step forward and his figure directly penetrated into the dark vortex.

"Teacher...I'm here."

...

Netherworld.

A vortex appeared out of thin air, and Ji Qianming's figure slowly walked out of it. His brows frowned slightly and he watched around.

This is a dark world.

The barren earth, like the ink sky, burned in the dark flames on the horizon where you look, exuding a bone-broken chill.

The dried and pale corpses gathered into a rolling river, rushing from the sky to the ground, countless resentful spirits struggled in it, and the sharp and miserable wailing sounded throughout the sky.

Ji Qianming has also seen the familiar scene, but it was on the periphery of the Burial Heaven Abyss, and it was far less weird and terrifying than the environment here.

This is the real country of the dead.

If Ji Qianming enters it before the sixth level, he will inevitably be infected by the dead energy. All living creatures will be suppressed in the underworld. After all, this is a country of dead people, and living people are not welcome to enter.

But now Ji Qianming has left the level of living beings. He is the incarnation of the law and is not suppressed by the breath of the underworld. Moreover, as the God Emperor, his eternal aura is extremely strong, and his own attributes will not be easily affected by external objects.

After Ji Qianming looked around for a moment, he took big steps towards the river of corpses that ran through the world.

The first time he entered the underworld, Ji Qianming noticed this strange river. After all, the wailing sounds made here were too harsh.

Ji Qianming walked to the river of corpses, squatted, looked at it carefully for a moment, and muttered to himself in surprise:

"It was not a real corpse, but a result of resentment? It was also... Generally, those who could enter the underworld were only the soul rather than the body. The resentment and will of these dead people condensed into bones. They wanted to escape from this rushing river and return to the world, but unfortunately this was impossible."

Ji Qianming stood up, hesitated for a moment, and then followed the river to the distance.

Since this river is composed of resentful souls who have just entered the underworld, if you follow them, you will definitely find a place to deal with these souls.

In the words of the earth, it should be the Hall of Yama?

There are black and white impermanence and the King of Hell inside, right?

Ji Qianming shook his head with a smile.

After flying along this big river for a long time, a huge black palace indeed appeared in Ji Qianming's spiritual exploration range.

This palace is larger than the imperial palace of the God of Burial Stars. The architectural style is very strange. The dark and dark red lines intersect the surface of the palace. There is a gate open on the side of the palace. The river of evil souls rolls and flows into it, like a mud cow entering the sea, missing.

Strangely, except for the gates flowing into the river, there is no "door" on any side of the palace, as if the building had no intention of letting people enter and exit.

And above the gate where the river flowed into, a black plaque hung. The plaque was empty, with nothing words, only endless blackness.

"Freak..." Ji Qianming hesitated for a moment and gave up the method of using "Space" to move in directly.

This place is too weird, and you may have a rash attack. Since that's the case, you can only...

Ji Qianming's eyes fell on the rushing river and sighed slightly.

It seems that I can only pretend to be dead once.

Ji Qianming urged "Nether" to cause death to envelop himself, and at the same time, he activated "Joker" to fool reality and turn his appearance into the appearance of the corpse of Okanoi. In addition, he could fool perception, so it should be enough to get into this place.
Chapter completed!