NOVEL WEB Tianting Garbage Recycling King
Chapter 961 Yan Jun Missing
Chapter 961 Yan Jun Missing
Since ancient times, there have been rumors that the king of Hades makes little devils difficult to deal with. Often those who like to be domineering are those who think they have a little power, but real adults often don't care about such trivial matters.
"You are so brave, you dare to destroy the shield of my Yan Luo Temple, and you will definitely be sent to the eighteenth level of hell today."
The shield of the Hall of Yama was broken, and some ghosts who were unwilling to reincarnate began to run away unwillingly. The ghost messengers were in a hurry, and the black shadow that flew out of the Hall of Yama screamed angrily, as if torn apart. Fan Denglong's mind is gone.
"Hehe, if you don't listen to the good words, Mr. Fan has thousands of sins and karma on his hands. It is reasonable to say that he should go to the eighteenth level of hell. But if someone like you comes to judge, I'm sorry, you don't deserve it. "
Fan Denglong sneered, stepped back a little, folded his arms, and just watched coldly.
The black shadow rushed over and stood three feet in front of Fan Denglong.
Wearing a black robe, his face is haggard, bloodless, white as paper, his fingers are slender, and his nails look like the protagonist in a movie called Scissorhands. He is holding a brush in his hand that is still stained with ink. .
"Is there anyone else in the underworld who holds a pen besides Lu Pan?"
Fan Denglong looked at Liang Fan suspiciously, and the latter smiled lightly: "In the mortal world, there are small officials such as swordsmen and pens who specialize in handling some trivial matters for officials. Those who like dogs and look down on people are all small people."
As the saying goes, only smell can match.
As for Liang Fan and Fan Denglong singing together, it almost drove that ghost mad.
Liang Fan's words were sharp, but there was no way to refute them. The ghost messengers were indeed just bureaucrats. After the population of the mortal world increased day by day, Lu Pan couldn't manage it alone, so he deliberately selected a group of ghost cultivators from the underworld to fill in.
Although his status is equivalent to a temporary worker in the underworld, he is still a ghost messenger after all. He thinks he is superior to ordinary people, so why has he ever been ridiculed by ordinary people?
The brush in his hand instantly turned into a sharp sword, surrounded by black air, and he looked at Fan Denglong with a sullen expression, as if he wanted to nail Fan Denglong to death in this hell.
Fan Denglong looked at the ghost messenger coldly, "Ask me again, are you still unwilling to pass it on?"
"Let me beat you out of your wits first, then pass it on,"
The ghost guard shouted violently, and attacked with a long sword.
Fan Denglong took a step back, "Since that's the case, let's see who's lost his soul."
A dragon roar came out of his mouth, and a five-clawed golden dragon appeared in the gloomy midair. Wherever the golden light touched, the dead air dissipated instantly.
The five-clawed golden dragon exuded a strong golden light, like a shining sun in this underworld, and the dead energy melted away in an instant.
The long sword in Guicha's hand turned into black air one by one, and finally disappeared into nothingness.
"what,"
The death energy on Guicha's body was continuously evaporated, he let out a violent scream, and hurriedly retreated into the Hall of Yama.
There were constant wailing and screaming, and the ghost messengers and ghosts couldn't stand the golden light, and screamed one after another. The ghost messengers no longer cared about guarding the ghosts, and went to the Hall of Yama one by one.But without the supervision of the ghost guards, the ghosts seemed to be taken off their shackles in an instant, and they ran away desperately one by one.
Escaping from the control of ghosts means that you can continue to live on your last breath. If the opportunity comes, you may be able to cultivate into a ghost fairy, which will be even more carefree.
"stop,"
The ghost who caused the trouble was trembling because of the real dragon seal in Fan Denglong's hand in the Hall of Yama. He realized his mistake. It turned out that his eyes could only see people through the crack of the door.Looking at the fleeing ghosts one after another, the ghosts were dripping blood, and they kept shouting to stop, but how could Fan Denglong outside listen?
Now that the True Dragon Seal has been sacrificed, he will not let it go until he sees someone who can really talk about things in the Hall of Yama.
Besides, in such a situation, he will definitely not be the one who is unlucky in the end.
"Little friend, please raise your hand high,"
Just when Fan Denglong was infinitely majestic, a soft sigh came from behind him, and a man wearing an ancient official costume and a beckoning hat appeared behind him. Bozi, there are three big characters in the book of life and death.
"Boy Fan Denglong has met Lord Judgment Lu,"
Fan Denglong met the real powerful figure, his goal has been achieved, he took back the real dragon seal, and saluted Lu Juan respectfully.
"It's against the rules of heaven and earth for a mortal to enter my Netherworld. There is nothing wrong with him doing that."
Lu Juan used a series of spells to arrest the escaped ghosts, and explained.
"The boy's actions just now are indeed inappropriate, but please forgive me, Lord Judge Lu."
In front of Lu Juan, Fan Denglong didn't have the capital to be arrogant, so it was right to always put on a posturing attitude.
"I know that when the Nine Tripods are gathered, the Heavenly Court once issued an edict that has not been seen in hundreds of years, and you, Fan Denglong, if my guess is correct, should be the one who shoulders the important task of helping the Heavenly Court find the Nine Provinces' Tripod."
A lot of things need not be said too clearly, since Lu Juan said that he was the one who helped find the Kyushu Ding, it was tantamount to admitting his identity as an envoy from the Heavenly Court.
"That's right, Judge Lu is wise."
Fan Denglong smiled happily, but Lu Pan nodded slightly, stroking his long beard, "I don't know why I came to Netherworld this time?"
"It's for the yin and yang of Fengdu's underworld to cleanse the soul,"
Lu Juan's face immediately changed when he heard the words, "Nonsense,"
The Yin-Yang Soul Cleansing Banner is a heavy weapon in the underworld, how could it be easily handed over to a mortal?
"The boy is not joking, but there are some things that have to be done."
"The boy did this for the future of Heaven."
Lu Juan remained silent, grabbed his beard, and paced around in place, as if it was difficult to make a decision at the moment.
Liang Fan hurriedly said beside him: "Since Mr. Judge Lu cannot make up his mind, why don't you ask Yan Jun to make a decision?"
"Master Yan Jun?"
Lu Juan smiled wryly, and said, "Little friend, to be honest, Master Yan Jun has been missing for more than 200 years. At present, all the affairs of Yan Luodian are in the hands of this judge."
Both Fan Denglong and Liang Fan couldn't believe it, "What?"
As the person in charge of the Fengdu Underworld, to actually play this kind of trick where the dragon can't see the end, this is the real nonsense.
"So, I can't give you an answer to this matter."
For other things, Lu Pan may turn a blind eye to Fan Denglong's contribution to the face of the heavens, but moving the yin and yang soul washing streamer is not a trivial matter. The Fengdu underworld that had calmed down was once again turbulent, but Lu Pan was not sure that it would calm down.
(End of this chapter)
Since ancient times, there have been rumors that the king of Hades makes little devils difficult to deal with. Often those who like to be domineering are those who think they have a little power, but real adults often don't care about such trivial matters.
"You are so brave, you dare to destroy the shield of my Yan Luo Temple, and you will definitely be sent to the eighteenth level of hell today."
The shield of the Hall of Yama was broken, and some ghosts who were unwilling to reincarnate began to run away unwillingly. The ghost messengers were in a hurry, and the black shadow that flew out of the Hall of Yama screamed angrily, as if torn apart. Fan Denglong's mind is gone.
"Hehe, if you don't listen to the good words, Mr. Fan has thousands of sins and karma on his hands. It is reasonable to say that he should go to the eighteenth level of hell. But if someone like you comes to judge, I'm sorry, you don't deserve it. "
Fan Denglong sneered, stepped back a little, folded his arms, and just watched coldly.
The black shadow rushed over and stood three feet in front of Fan Denglong.
Wearing a black robe, his face is haggard, bloodless, white as paper, his fingers are slender, and his nails look like the protagonist in a movie called Scissorhands. He is holding a brush in his hand that is still stained with ink. .
"Is there anyone else in the underworld who holds a pen besides Lu Pan?"
Fan Denglong looked at Liang Fan suspiciously, and the latter smiled lightly: "In the mortal world, there are small officials such as swordsmen and pens who specialize in handling some trivial matters for officials. Those who like dogs and look down on people are all small people."
As the saying goes, only smell can match.
As for Liang Fan and Fan Denglong singing together, it almost drove that ghost mad.
Liang Fan's words were sharp, but there was no way to refute them. The ghost messengers were indeed just bureaucrats. After the population of the mortal world increased day by day, Lu Pan couldn't manage it alone, so he deliberately selected a group of ghost cultivators from the underworld to fill in.
Although his status is equivalent to a temporary worker in the underworld, he is still a ghost messenger after all. He thinks he is superior to ordinary people, so why has he ever been ridiculed by ordinary people?
The brush in his hand instantly turned into a sharp sword, surrounded by black air, and he looked at Fan Denglong with a sullen expression, as if he wanted to nail Fan Denglong to death in this hell.
Fan Denglong looked at the ghost messenger coldly, "Ask me again, are you still unwilling to pass it on?"
"Let me beat you out of your wits first, then pass it on,"
The ghost guard shouted violently, and attacked with a long sword.
Fan Denglong took a step back, "Since that's the case, let's see who's lost his soul."
A dragon roar came out of his mouth, and a five-clawed golden dragon appeared in the gloomy midair. Wherever the golden light touched, the dead air dissipated instantly.
The five-clawed golden dragon exuded a strong golden light, like a shining sun in this underworld, and the dead energy melted away in an instant.
The long sword in Guicha's hand turned into black air one by one, and finally disappeared into nothingness.
"what,"
The death energy on Guicha's body was continuously evaporated, he let out a violent scream, and hurriedly retreated into the Hall of Yama.
There were constant wailing and screaming, and the ghost messengers and ghosts couldn't stand the golden light, and screamed one after another. The ghost messengers no longer cared about guarding the ghosts, and went to the Hall of Yama one by one.But without the supervision of the ghost guards, the ghosts seemed to be taken off their shackles in an instant, and they ran away desperately one by one.
Escaping from the control of ghosts means that you can continue to live on your last breath. If the opportunity comes, you may be able to cultivate into a ghost fairy, which will be even more carefree.
"stop,"
The ghost who caused the trouble was trembling because of the real dragon seal in Fan Denglong's hand in the Hall of Yama. He realized his mistake. It turned out that his eyes could only see people through the crack of the door.Looking at the fleeing ghosts one after another, the ghosts were dripping blood, and they kept shouting to stop, but how could Fan Denglong outside listen?
Now that the True Dragon Seal has been sacrificed, he will not let it go until he sees someone who can really talk about things in the Hall of Yama.
Besides, in such a situation, he will definitely not be the one who is unlucky in the end.
"Little friend, please raise your hand high,"
Just when Fan Denglong was infinitely majestic, a soft sigh came from behind him, and a man wearing an ancient official costume and a beckoning hat appeared behind him. Bozi, there are three big characters in the book of life and death.
"Boy Fan Denglong has met Lord Judgment Lu,"
Fan Denglong met the real powerful figure, his goal has been achieved, he took back the real dragon seal, and saluted Lu Juan respectfully.
"It's against the rules of heaven and earth for a mortal to enter my Netherworld. There is nothing wrong with him doing that."
Lu Juan used a series of spells to arrest the escaped ghosts, and explained.
"The boy's actions just now are indeed inappropriate, but please forgive me, Lord Judge Lu."
In front of Lu Juan, Fan Denglong didn't have the capital to be arrogant, so it was right to always put on a posturing attitude.
"I know that when the Nine Tripods are gathered, the Heavenly Court once issued an edict that has not been seen in hundreds of years, and you, Fan Denglong, if my guess is correct, should be the one who shoulders the important task of helping the Heavenly Court find the Nine Provinces' Tripod."
A lot of things need not be said too clearly, since Lu Juan said that he was the one who helped find the Kyushu Ding, it was tantamount to admitting his identity as an envoy from the Heavenly Court.
"That's right, Judge Lu is wise."
Fan Denglong smiled happily, but Lu Pan nodded slightly, stroking his long beard, "I don't know why I came to Netherworld this time?"
"It's for the yin and yang of Fengdu's underworld to cleanse the soul,"
Lu Juan's face immediately changed when he heard the words, "Nonsense,"
The Yin-Yang Soul Cleansing Banner is a heavy weapon in the underworld, how could it be easily handed over to a mortal?
"The boy is not joking, but there are some things that have to be done."
"The boy did this for the future of Heaven."
Lu Juan remained silent, grabbed his beard, and paced around in place, as if it was difficult to make a decision at the moment.
Liang Fan hurriedly said beside him: "Since Mr. Judge Lu cannot make up his mind, why don't you ask Yan Jun to make a decision?"
"Master Yan Jun?"
Lu Juan smiled wryly, and said, "Little friend, to be honest, Master Yan Jun has been missing for more than 200 years. At present, all the affairs of Yan Luodian are in the hands of this judge."
Both Fan Denglong and Liang Fan couldn't believe it, "What?"
As the person in charge of the Fengdu Underworld, to actually play this kind of trick where the dragon can't see the end, this is the real nonsense.
"So, I can't give you an answer to this matter."
For other things, Lu Pan may turn a blind eye to Fan Denglong's contribution to the face of the heavens, but moving the yin and yang soul washing streamer is not a trivial matter. The Fengdu underworld that had calmed down was once again turbulent, but Lu Pan was not sure that it would calm down.
(End of this chapter)
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