Jing Jiu said: "If I carry the Thunder Soul Wood with me and take it out to make two recliners at this time, it would be great."

Emperor Ming knew that he had guessed his thoughts, and sighed and said, "It's more than just good, it's simply happy."

Jing Jiu said: "The method you think is really good."

Naturally, he was not talking about the method of repelling mosquitoes, but the method of escape from the underworld that Emperor Ming thought of.

After the man got the Thunder Soul Wood, he used the soul-turning method of the Underworld tribe to escape from the Sword Prison by a demon from the Underworld tribe.

Emperor Ming’s research on the method of turning the soul is naturally deeper. If he gets the Thunder Soul Tree, he might also be able to escape with the prisoners on the second level.

When he imprisoned the man in the Sword Prison, Emperor Nether had already been in the Demon Suppression Prison, so naturally he didn't know the method that man used.

The thought of this method in such a short time only shows that his wisdom is not inferior to that person.

Jing Jiu asked, "How could a person as smart and calm as you be deceived into the ground by him?"

Emperor Ming sighed and said, "Of course it's because he is very lying, and I really want to come and take a look."

People without a cultivator do not want to ascend, and people without a sect do not want to come to the human world, although the difficulty of the two is still very different.

Ordinary powerful men from the underworld can also go to the ground to bask in the sun through various methods, but...

The Emperor of the Underworld said calmly: "I can't come up, and it's even worse after ascending the throne, so I want to come up and take a look before ascending the throne."

Jing Jiu understood what he meant.

The God Emperor cannot go to the Snow Field, and the Emperor of the Underworld cannot come to the human world.

Subjects will advise you to death, or simply let you die first, so as not to be caught by the enemy, and finally use it to humiliate and threaten us.

No matter how important an emperor is, he is not as good as the entire nation.

Jing Jiu asked: "You should be very clear about the dangers of this trip, why are you still caught in the end?"

Emperor Ming said: "Because what I lost to is not strategy, but strength."

After saying this, Emperor Ming was silent and stopped talking about what happened back then.

Jing Jiu was also silent for a while and said, "Do you still want to drive away mosquitoes?"

Emperor Ming said: "Of course."

Jing Jiu taught him a storm method.

The Taoist method of Fengyu is the unique skill of Daze. Qingshan Sect and Daze have good friendships and have some contact. Although it is not the highest-level Taoist method, it is enough.

What a person the Emperor of the Underworld is? Although the practice system is different from that of the human race, this low-level Taoist law will naturally not be difficult for him.

Not long after, he learned this kind of wind and rain Taoism. For a moment, the green valley was covered with dark clouds and strong wind blew on his face, as if a heavy rain was coming.

Sensing the breath of wind and rain, the mosquitoes around Emperor Ming seemed a little uncomfortable and gradually flew away, but they did not go far and remained several feet away.

Emperor Ming looked at the clouds in the sky and frowned and said, "The power is too small and it is too tiring to maintain it. What is the difference between me using soul fire to drive away mosquitoes?"

Jing Jiu said: "You can carve the Taoist Dharma into the formation map."

Emperor Ming understood what he meant, shook his head and said, "This place is isolated from the heaven and earth. If the array map is to run for a long time, the power of the array map must be extremely weak."

Jing Jiu said: "It's good if there is wind and rain."

Emperor Dao didn't say anything else and carved the Taoist Technique into the formation diagram.

Just as the array diagram was running, the dark clouds in the sky began to shrink sharply, the wind became much smaller, and the rain that had just fallen became extremely sparse.

After a while, the formation map stabilized, and Yunyu became a very small piece, quietly hanging above the heads of Jing Jiu and Emperor Ming, only a few feet in a radius.

The mosquitoes have adapted to the changes in the environment, and the clouds and rain are too small, so they flew over one after another.

Emperor Ming didn't say anything. Seeing Jing Jiu waiting for the next step, he was sure that this Qingshan disciple was meticulous and would have a back.

Jing Jiu took out a bell from his broken sleeve, a little hesitant.

“Good grade.”

Even Emperor Ming praised it. The bell was naturally very unusual, it was a gift from Seser to Jing Jiu.

If Seser knew that Jing Jiu used the bell she carefully selected to do such things, he would definitely be very angry.

In that case, what she wants Jing Jiu to do in the future will definitely be a lot of trouble.

Jing Jiu was also a little hesitant when he thought about this section. What if she wanted to kill all the elders of the Xuanling Sect by herself in the future?

But if we talk about the future, she wouldn't know that this bell was left in the Demon Suppression Prison.

The bell left his palm and flew into the clouds by itself.

The mosquitoes had flew back to the side of the Emperor of the Underworld, making an extremely low buzzing sound. Strangely, they did not mean to suck blood.

A clear sound rang out in the dark clouds.

It is worthy of being the highest level of the Qingxin bell in the Hanging Bell Sect. The ringtone echoes in the valley, the grass is more upright and the petals are more delicate.

Jing Jiu and Emperor Ming both felt a little clear-headed.

The most peculiar change lies where the sound begins.

The cloud flowed with the vibration of the bell, and a flash of lightning appeared inside.

The lightning bolt is very small, about the thickness of a finger, as long as a chopstick.

The small lightning was too close to the ground, so it naturally could not make a roaring thunder, but just a light click.

It's like someone's chopsticks are broken, and they are not relatively hard wooden chopsticks, but made of bamboo.

Canopy-like clouds.

Lightning like chopsticks.

The sound on the dining table.

Everything is so cute, like the little bell that appears and disappears in the clouds.

...

...

It is cute, so of course it doesn't have much lethality, but it's enough to use it to drive away mosquitoes.

At least the Emperor of the Underworld did not lie at this point. The mosquitoes were indeed afraid of the power of thunder, and they flew away, evading into the cracks of the rocks and grass roots in the valley, and did not dare to appear.

Jing Jiu looked at the Emperor of the Underworld.

Emperor Ming smiled on his face, which seemed to be very satisfied with the effect. Then his smile suddenly faded and he started to give lectures without any warning.

"The soul fire does not come from itself, but we go to the Styx to try and find our own Nether Fire, just like you Qingshan disciples looking for a sword."

"Incorporating Nether Fire into the body is also part of the Styx Trial, which we call Enemy Fire."

Emperor Ming said: "The next step is the most important step, how to integrate the Nether Fire into the bloodline and generate soul fire."

The passage between Chaotian Continent and the Netherworld has always existed, so contact is naturally inevitable.

No major war has occurred in the past two thousand years. The hatred between the two sides has gradually subsided, and various accidental and inevitable connections have gradually increased.

The origin and practice method of soul fire are no longer the secret of the underworld, especially for people like Jing Jiu.

But he still listened very seriously and did not interrupt the other party's urge.

Emperor Ming said: "Since you don't want to cultivate soul fire, these are meaningless to you, so just talk about it."

Jing Jiu said: "Please tell me in detail."

The senior brother told him about the practice method of the Underworld, but in the end he was not as good as a Underworld Emperor personally explained, so there were too few opportunities.

Since Emperor Darkness agreed to teach him, he naturally would not find it troublesome and explained the next soul fire realm and practice method in detail.

Jing Jiu listened with a focused expression.

He only cares about one kind of things in the world.

So he looked lazy, but in fact, he practiced very seriously in this matter.

The crisp ringtone rang from time to time, echoing in the verdant valley with the voice of the Emperor of the Underworld.

The grass is greener, the purple flowers are purple, and the breeze is softer.

The spring is beautiful.

How can you not practice?
Chapter completed!