"Callant, do you want a ferry?"

His voice was old, his tone was indifferent, and he was extremely cold.

"Ferry." Taoist Master Baoshou looked calm and replied.

"Ten years of life." The Netherworld Invitation spoke again.

"But!" Taoist Master Baoshou stood with his hands behind his back and said, "You can get it yourself!"

"..." The Netherworld's Recruitment sent me silent for a while, and then spoke again: "I'm here to get my true body, and I'll get my life for ten years."

"I have not yet arrived, and I have just incarnated this way. If you can take away your ten-year life, you will get it."

Taoist Master Baoshou said lightly, and he understood in his heart why the Netherworld Recruitment envoys in front of him turned a blind eye to him.

It turned out that I saw through this incarnation, and I would not get any benefits at all, so I simply turned a blind eye.

If Taoist Master Baoshou had not broken the Netherworld Recruitment and the boat in front of him, I believe the guy in front of him would not have stopped to ask questions according to the rules.

“There’s nothing to do.”

When the Netherworld Commander said this, he would drive a wooden boat and continue along the Burial River.

However, Taoist Master Baoshou did not say a word, and pointed to the sword, raised his magic power, with unparalleled power and extremely sharpness.

The Netherworld Recruitment stopped the wooden boat, spoke again, and said, "A pound of flesh and blood, with skin and bones."

Taoist Master Baoshou raised his left arm and said, "I don't need you to pick it up this time, I will chop it for you?"

The Netherworld led to silence again, and then said: "Don't waste paper."

Taoist Priest Baoshou suddenly said angrily: "Aren't you forced to do anything?"

The Netherworld guide did not open his mouth anymore, and stood there, motionless, as if he had turned into a puppet in a straw hat and a straw raincoat.

Taoist Master Baoshou was about to force the steps to save temptation, but his heart suddenly moved, looked behind him, then showed a strange look, turned around, and looked at the Netherworld Recruitment Envoy.

"I will be back later if I dare to run away, let me wait for an extra hour..."

Taoist Master Baoshou's tone was cold and he said slowly: "Then I will chase you all the way and beat you to pieces, and then hit you one after another!"

The guide had no response and quietly leaned the boat against the river bank.

Taoist Master Baoshou turned around and turned into a golden light, heading towards the place where he came from.

And just two thousand miles away from Taoist Baoshou, there were twelve Shura aliens, distributed in all directions, exploring this underworld, carefully.

Although they come from the Netherworld Prison transformed by the Netherworld Prison God, the Netherworld, which has ruined countless immortals and gods in the world, is still full of awe and fear.

They were scouts sent by the Great Shura King, with a large number of thousands of people distributed everywhere. Only after exploring the rules and orders of the outer periphery of the underworld could the Great Shura King lead the same clan into the Underworld and surround and kill the true immortal in the Zhongyuan realm.

But just as they were still exploring, a golden light flashed across the sky.

The golden light swept down and killed the twelve Shura alien races in front of him.

Taoist Master Baoshou stretched out his hand and took away all the corpses of the twelve Shura alien races, and turned toward the Burial River.

But just outside the tomb of the immortal gods, hundreds of thousands of Shura aliens stood on the earth.

The leader of the Great Shura King has green face and fangs, and his eyes are cold.

"King, another twelve scouts have died, and a total of 300 tribesmen have been damaged." The Shura tribe next to him whispered.

"Send more people and get in a thousand more people."

The Great Shura King said in a deep voice and said, "Since the underworld is so dangerous, I believe that the true immortal of Hedao in the Zhongyuan realm and the Taoist priest who later entered the underworld must have been hindered. He did not escape from his sight so simply and find their traces as soon as possible!"

The Shura clan responded, and then ordered another thousand tribes, entering the underworld.

However, at this time, where the Burial River in the Netherworld was located, Taoist Baoshou, carrying the corpses of twelve Shura aliens, smashed directly on the bank of the river.

"You want a pound of flesh and blood, skin and bones, now I will give you nearly two thousand pounds!"

"It's not yours, nor is it alive." The Netherworld Recruitment sent a squeezing his hat and spoke again, saying, "This ship's salary cannot be afforded."

"If you want toast, don't you eat a punishment for wine?" Taoist Master Baoshou looked at the Netherworld's commander quietly and said, "I have always been fair in business and are innocent. I have never eaten a tycoon meal in my life, nor have I taken a tycoon boat, but this is the first time I am a sucker! I have eaten a meal in the past and I never give two taels of silver. This time it exceeds nearly two thousand times the ship fee, but you don't charge it? Don't blame me for not following the rules!"

"The rules are like this, the order is like this." The Netherworld Instructor responded.

"Is there really no way?" Taoist Master Baoshou pointed to the sword and raised his hand.

"Yes." The tone of the Netherworld's Recruitment was still cold, and he said, "Just an hour ago, two people came to the ferry. They originally had three kilograms of flesh and blood. They gave one leg, but they were still alive. There were about ten kilograms, which can be recorded on you."

"Wouldn't it be over?" Taoist Master Baoshou stopped and thought of something. He laughed and said, "You want one pound of flesh and blood to me, and the two people in front of me have three pounds of flesh and blood, and you have collected ten more pounds! It seems that you are also a profiteer who is on the ground and price..."

The Netherworld Recruitment did not respond and turned his body sideways.

Taoist Master Baoshou suddenly jumped up and landed on the wooden boat.

The seemingly light wooden boat is actually extremely calm.

"The guest is ready."

The Netherworld Guide said this, and drove a wooden boat down the river.

Outside the wooden boat, the river formed by the blood of immortals and gods gathered, has no masculine energy or the righteous energy of immortals and gods, but is filled with the spirit of the forest and ghosts, with the cold and cold bones flowing, but it is like countless ghosts and ghosts roaring shrillly.

Taoist Master Baoshou sat upright on the wooden boat and reached out to touch it. The wooden boat was fragile and had no runes or anything like that. It was not a magic weapon at all.

And this Netherworld Inspector, wearing a straw raincoat and a hat, could not see clearly.

"I have something to ask you."

Taoist Master Baoshou suddenly spoke.

The Netherworld's Recruitment sent no response.

Taoist Baoshou sighed and said, "Everyone speak well, don't force me to lose my temper at any time! You have to do this and make me go against my style of doing things. In fact, I am quite uncomfortable. It should be noted that outside, I am famous for being gentlemanly, humble and polite, low-key and restrained, gentle in conversation, respecting the elderly and loving the young..."

"You should not behave like a person. The Taoist hiding is so deep that you can't see it at all." The commander of the Netherworld's Instruction spoke.

"What does it mean?" Taoist Priest Baoshou said angrily: "Are you cursing? Can you be a little polite?"

"No." The commander of the Netherworld's Instruction spoke again and said: "It is probably because of the changes of the times, the etiquette is excessive, and the future generations are no longer orderly. People in the world are crazy and domineering. People like Taoist priests are indeed polite."

"..." Taoist Master Baoshou narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fists and palms, still feeling that he was urging around the bush.

"According to the rules, everything comes in order." The Netherworld Recruitment continued: "The guest officer should be silent when he gets on the boat, and no matter how he asks, he cannot respond."

"I know the rules, but so what?"

Taoist Master Baoshou said lightly that there was indeed such a sentence in the records of the first ancestors, but he felt that since this Netherworld guide bullies the weak and fears the strong, he must be smart and can discuss it.

Sure enough, under the enthusiasm of Taoist Master Baoshou, the Netherworld Recruitment Envoy did speak.

"If you want to respond, it must be cost, either life span, flesh and blood, or magic power."

The Netherworld Instructor said again: "The previous ten kilograms of flesh and blood can support you to ask a few questions, and then it will be exhausted... By then, no matter what method you use, the messenger cannot speak. Once the utterance is opened, the boat will destroy itself, and you and I will fall into the Burial River and turn into a part of it."

"What kind of existence do you actually exist?" asked Taoist Master Baoshou.

"The messenger between life and death." The Netherworld's guide said: "We are the messengers who are formed by the convergence of thousands of immortals and gods, and are born in the future. They have the mission of extraditioning the living to the Netherworld. They do not belong to the living beings, nor are they undead. They only exist within the rules and cannot violate the rules and order."

Obviously, the ten kilograms of flesh and blood that were left before were for the young Taoist priests in front of him, and it was not considered a violation of rules and order.

"How long is the Burial River?" Taoist Master Baoshou asked again.

"One hundred and three hundred thousand miles, the wooden boat will dock at a specific location and will dock 13,000 times." The Netherworld Recruitment Envoy said again.

"Where was the person who crossed the river before?" asked Taoist Master Baoshou.

"The Netherworld Monument." said the Netherworld Guide.

"Let me come down there later." Taoist Baoshou said.

"Okay." The Netherworld's guide sent in disguise.

"What is the end of the river with one hundred and three hundred thousand miles?" Taoist Priest Baoshou asked again.

"It is the end of destruction." said the Netherworld Envoy: "After arrival, the messenger will be completely disintegrated and reunited into the Burial River, and will be re-turned into the consciousness and remnants of the immortals and gods, and may re-converge at the source and become a new messenger."

His tone was calm, indifferent, without any fluctuations.

The new messenger is the new messenger after all, and the recombination consciousness and residual thoughts are no longer the same.

"Are there any immortal gods in the tomb of the Immortal Gods who have not completely fallen?" Taoist Master Baoshou spoke again.

"I don't know." The Netherworld Recruitment Envoy replied: "I have been born for only a hundred days and have been falling along the Burial River. There is no memory of this in the remaining thoughts of the immortals and gods that have formed my current consciousness."

"So, I can't ask you the layout inside." Taoist Master Baoshou thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Since you are formed by the residual consciousness of the immortal gods, then I believe you will know... the truth of the ancient immortal gods' battle?"

"There is no truth." The Netherworld's guided envoy responded: "The nine true immortals of Hedao, the nine heavenly demons, and hundreds of natural sacreds, as well as tens of thousands of gods in the Yangshen realm and Yinshen realm, turned the Dongyuan realm into ruins... Then the Hedao True Immortal in the Dongyuan realm fell."

"Isn't the Hedao True Immortal in the Dongyuan Realm a God of Prisons in the Netherworld?" Taoist Master Baoshou's face changed slightly.

"..." The Netherworld Recruitment made people silent, pointed at their feet, indicating that the flesh and blood had been exhausted and there was no further response.

"Well, I won't make things difficult for you."

Taoist Master Baoshou sat down again, looking calm.

At the same time, his true body has arrived at the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect.

As the strongest man in the world, his power is comparable to a country and is comparable to an existence of immortals and gods. This time his arrival shocked the entire Jiuxiao Immortal Sect.
To be continued...