The black and white impermanent figure paused and hung in the air.

The Black Wind Ghost King laughed loudly and said: "One is black, one is white, one is fat and one is thin, where did these two interesting little ghosts come from?"

Bai Wuchang raised the token in his hand and said with a smile: "The Black Wind Ghost King is staying in the world privately and disrupting the order of Yin and Yang. On the order of King Guang of Qin, we will arrest him and bring him to justice!"

The Black Wind Ghost King was stunned and laughed loudly and shouted: "Two little ghosts from the underworld, come to capture me in the name of another ghost king?!"

Hei Wuchang said coldly: "Ignorance!"

When the Black Wind Ghost King laughed, his figure disappeared in a flash, and a sword light appeared behind Bai Wuchang and struck towards Bai Wuchang.

Although the Black Wind Ghost King did not seem to take Bai Wuchang seriously, he was not careless in his actions and attacked Bai Wuchang in an instant.

Bai Wuchang's figure turned around, and he suddenly swung out the mourning stick in his hand. The sword and stick met, and the Black Wind Ghost King showed a ferocious smile. This ghost sword of mine was refined with the blood of more than 10,000 people. How can a broken wooden stick like yours do it?

Blocked?!

A divine light bloomed, and the ghost sword in the Black Wind Ghost King's hand disintegrated silently. A ferocious smile froze on his face, with a deep look of disbelief in his eyes.

Bang ~

Bai Wuchang hit the Black Wind Ghost King on the head with a stick.

Ah~ The Black Wind Ghost King let out a scream and wanted to run away.

Hei Wuchang thought: "The soul is back~"

The Black Wind Ghost King paused for a moment, his eyes showed confusion, and he released several black lights from the soul-calling flag, tied the Black Wind Ghost King tightly, and pulled him towards the soul-calling flag.

The Black Wind Ghost King came back to his senses and roared, threatened, and begged for mercy, but to no avail. In the blink of an eye, he was pulled into the soul-calling flag.

Without the control of the Black Wind Ghost King, all the lonely wild ghosts in the mountains howled and turned into black smoke and fled in all directions.

Da~

Da~

Da~

Da~

The sound of dense horse hooves came from all directions. Countless Yin warriors and ghost generals wearing armor and riding ghost horses surrounded the mountains and approached inward. All the escaping ghosts were forced back, and no one could escape.

Bai Wuchang looked at this scene and said: "Old Hei, let's go! The next one is the zombie king hidden in the Jianxuan Mountains."

Hei Wuchang turned around and followed Bai Wuchang outside, and his figures disappeared into the mountains in a flash.

In the early morning, when the two of them were walking through a mountain forest, they met a hunter who had gotten up early.

The hunter felt his eyes blurred. He vaguely saw two figures wearing high hats passing by. He quickly looked around, but there were no figures anywhere.

The hunter's face instantly turned pale. He thought of the story about the Legend of the Gods that the village chief told everyone. He shivered all over and muttered on his lips: "Impermanence in black and white ~ Impermanence in black and white~"

He knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed and shouted: "Grandpa Wuchang, please spare your life, Grandpa Wuchang, please spare your life."

In the spiritual world, black and white and impermanence continue on their way.

Hei Wuchang asked: "Old Bai, why did you suddenly enter the human world just now and let a living person discover it?"

Bai Wuchang said with a smile on his face: "The palace master ordered us to occasionally show our traces and reveal the existence of the underworld."

Hei Wuchang was silent for a moment and sighed: "Old Bai, you have completely returned to the underworld?!"

Bai Wuchang smiled and said: "Do we still have the right to choose? It's not bad to be in the underworld now. Becoming a ghost and god, walking in yin and yang, catching evil ghosts, and maintaining the order of yin and yang. Don't you think it's very meaningful?"

Hei Wuchang said quietly: "Yes, we have no right to choose. It is much better to be a ghost than to be a lonely ghost."

With a focused gaze, he said: "Since we have done impermanence, we must do it well. If we are surpassed by the current minotaur and horse face of our former subordinates, we will be embarrassed."

"That's right! That's right!" Bai Wuchang shouted with a smile: "You can make money at the first sight~"

Hei Wuchang shouted: "The world is at peace~"

The two of them traveled quickly through the spirit world. There were already many City God's Halls in the spirit world. Although the City God was also eligible for a palace in the underworld, the City God's Hall in the spirit world was where they would work and live in the future, because it was the closest to the human world.

Just when everything was going on, a book was also spread in the world. The title of the book is "The Romance of the Gods". It tells the story of this battle of the Gods. Each cultivator showed off his magical powers. You can see

The readers were dazzled. What shocked the people the most was the final apotheosis of the gods. The people were in a trance as they looked at the priests one by one. Many people turned pale with fright. The punishment of the eighteenth level of hell made them feel cold all over at just one glance. Because many people were stunned.

All sins are committed by oneself.

There is no doubt that this book was written by Li Ping'an, in order to promote the existence of the underworld. He also specially paid storytellers to serve as smugglers to continuously expand the influence of the book "The Romance of the Gods".

Of course, many people came out and claimed that what was written in this book was false and that there were no ghosts and gods at all. However, when many people claimed to have seen ghosts and gods seducing people, and black and white impermanence to capture evil ghosts, there were also wealthy mansions that were transformed into city gods.

At that time, more and more people believed that the ghosts of the underworld were real. Of course, some people saw the ghosts and ghosts manifesting themselves for real, such as the hunter, and many people were just hallucinations. Although Li Ping'an hinted that the underworld could be slightly

A little trace is exposed, but not that much.

In a few months, black and white, bull-headed and horse-faced, and the four-pole war gods hunted ghosts and zombies everywhere. The lonely ghosts in the Qing Kingdom were suddenly cleared. There was no longer a spooky atmosphere in the mountains and forests at night, and the people dared to travel at night, especially

With the appearance of rune lanterns, the streets are bright at night, and some vendors also do business at night, which has initially formed the prototype of a night market.

The City God also came to the human world, and a new group of temple ministers rushed to Zhucheng, bought rooms and converted them into City God's halls, and the City God entrusted the land and mountain gods to others.

All the ghosts in the Cangman Mountains that Li Ping'an had previously arranged to offer sacrifices to their spirits had the opportunity to become Shili Land.

This month, after Shi Hao, Bai Xiaochun, and Ningyi accumulated their experience on the battlefield, their cultivation level improved rapidly with the blessing of merit. They both have the cultivation level of the Golden Core Peak, and are still one step away from entering the realm of Nascent Soul.

A few months later, the summer was hot, the grass in the Cangman Mountains was luxuriant, and the chirping of birds and cicadas echoed in the deep forests.

Two figures trekked to the Sanqing Temple, one was Li Yunhong, and the other was a middle-aged man.

The gate of Sanqing Temple is open, and the big white pig and the green cow are lying around the gate of Sanqing Temple, like two guardians, although they may not look too majestic.

The big white pig raised his head and glanced at Li Yunhong, then hummed and said: "Enter the main hall to burn incense and go to the back mountain to find the temple master."

The young man was immediately startled, obviously not expecting that the big white pig could talk.

Li Yunhong said with a smile: "Let's go burn incense first, and then go find the temple owner!"

The big white pig lazily closed its eyes, its belly was rising and falling slightly, and streams of light were flowing on its body. It was obvious that it was practicing.

After Li Yunhong and the middle-aged man went into the main hall to pay their respects, they left Sanqing Temple and walked towards the back mountain.

As we walked along the quiet path to the back mountain, we could hear laughter coming from afar.
Chapter completed!