"Zhenwu Domain, Yuxu Star."

Fang Chen whispered to himself, this was the location Pu Yuanzhu told him. As for the time, it has not been decided yet. When will he be asked to go, Pu Yuanzhu will come to send a message again.

"I have received your response and can go back and report."

Pu Yuanzhu stood up with a smile: "Thank you for the tea, it's delicious."

"Mr. Pu is not in a hurry to leave. I want to ask Mr. Pu how much he knows about this underworld and how much he knows about it?"

Fang Chen smiled.

I thought that the person who sent him to Wolong Temple in Zhenwu Realm was Pu Yuanzhu, but now it seems that there is someone else.

The strangest thing is that Pu Yuanzhu took Shintoism to evacuate through Wolong Temple.

Even if you can't figure out the core of the problem today, you can learn more clues.

"I used to have a friend."

Pu Yuanzhu sighed softly: "Whether it is talent or talent, this friend is above me.

When I was young, I regarded him as a role model and thought that one day I could walk side by side with him.”

"I remember one year, he and I learned the method of walking in the yin. I walked in the small underworld for the first time. I was vivid and impressed by the scene here.

My friend’s chance is far better than me. He also walked in the underworld, and he was like a fish in water here. Over time, he became friends with the Yinjun of each Si.

Then, the Yan Jun from the Little Underworld was valued by him, and he has grown up from then on, and his cultivation has skyrocketed."

Pu Yuanzhu said this, glanced at Fang Chen, and smiled faintly, "You should be the same as my friend. You have the value of Yan Jun here, so you can mobilize the Yin Jun of each Si and clear out the foundation of the Spirit God Cult one by one."

"That's right."

Fang Chen looked strange.

At first, he thought that the friend Pu Yuanzhu was going to talk about might be his long-dead senior brother, the previous generation of Yan Jun from the Little Underworld.

Later I thought about it, my age was not up to par.

The previous generation of Yan Jun was in the underworld for many years and his life spanned was bound to be older than Shen Tu Cang and others.

Pu Yuanzhu in front of him will only last four or five thousand after he dies. This is the limit of his current life. It is impossible to be higher. He is younger than Shen Tu Cang and others. How could he be a friend of the previous generation of Yan Jun?

Now that he heard what he said, it seemed that Pu Yuanzhu had misunderstood something, and his understanding of the little underworld was not as thorough as he thought.

"You have to pay attention to Senior Yunhe, the abnormality. I have heard that Senior Yunhe... has a good relationship with some big figures in the underworld.

I think what he has planned for you is that all this now gives you a certain status in the underworld, enough to support what you want to do."

Pu Yuanzhu sighed softly: "This is fate. If you have never seen the abnormal number of Senior Yunhe, where should you be now?"

"Maybe life span has ended and turned into loess."

Fang Chen Dao.

"Yes, monks must believe in fate, especially monks like you and me, who should believe in fate, but with a good beginning, there may not be a good ending.

My friend later went to the Buddha Realm and never returned, and there was no news again.

It should be broken into it, and its body may slowly corrode with some unknown place."

After Pu Yuanzhu finished speaking, he smiled faintly and said, "The world is like a chessboard. You and I are all chess pieces. You follow the fate and go against the fate. They are all in one thought. But what is the ending? It is determined by the chess player.

In a short time, you can keep the earth-bearing star as solid as a golden soup, and even Song Zhili can't do anything to you for a while. It seems to be your method, but isn't it the method of the person who is holding the chess behind you?"

"If the chess holds the chess, the chess piece can kill all directions."

"Mr. Pu also thinks that he is a chess piece?"

"Me? I think it's a pity that it seems not now. If so, I should be the one who stood here before, and the worst thing is, I should be the one who stands here now."

Pu Yuanzhu smiled bitterly: "I may not be qualified to enter the chessboard, which is a good thing. As long as I do what I should do now, everything else will be inseparable from me."

"This may not be a good thing. Mr. Pu is better off getting on my boat and working with me. Let's walk on this chessboard together?"

"What do you mean?"

Pu Yuanzhu's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly felt that he was locked by an extremely terrifying sword intent.

It seems that if you move for a moment, you will be doomed and your soul will be scattered!

Outside the hall, Shen Tu Cang looked inside, then lowered his head and said nothing. He guessed what was happening inside.

Half an hour later.

Pu Yuanzhu was forcibly appointed as a Yin soldier. She felt the changes in her soul and thought of some rumors that have been passed down from ancient times to this day.

He seemed to have guessed the means Fang Chen had just used on him.

"That was a decree just now? Now I am... a righteous god in the underworld?"

Pu Yuanzhu sat down again, poured himself a cup of tea, hesitated for a moment, poured another cup of Fang Chen, and then asked.

"Mr. Pu is an intelligent person."

Fang Chen nodded with a smile.

After the Yin Shou in Yan Jun’s Order was granted the Pu Yuanzhu, there was very little left.

Over the past ten years, the Yin Life that has been continuously replenished has basically been consumed by the imperial seal.

"So this is what... Senior Yun He gave you... If you can enfeoff the righteous god in the underworld, this kind of authority must be above the Lord of Yan in the underworld..."

Pu Yuanzhu combined various clues to reach a conclusion.

The person in front of him has a much higher status in the underworld than he had guessed!

In the past, the Yan Jun from the small underworld had absolutely no means to enfeoff the righteous god in the underworld. Otherwise, the news would not have been closed without leaking.

"Mr. Pu just now felt a little sad and disappointed about his inability to enter the game?"

Fang Chen Dao.

"Now... am I in the game?"

Pu Yuanzhu looked strange.

"The righteous god in the underworld, even if he is not qualified to enter the chessboard at this moment, he should make a move in the future."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Can Mr. Pu tell me in detail about the origin of the master of the Spirit-Slaying Sect? Don't keep it a secret?

You and I work together, sharing life and death, which is one higher dimension than the friendship between the colleagues of the Zhanlingsi.”

Thinking of all the rumors about the righteous god in the underworld, the life span of the righteous god in the underworld.

Thinking of the fact that after my death, I had an unprecedented retreat.

Pu Yuanzhu suddenly felt that she should be qualified to join the game, and she is no longer a big man in the eyes of ants, or a small eagle in the eyes of big man.

"The big man from the Lingshen Si is named Huang Qingque, and Huang's position in Lingshen Si has always been very transcendent."

Pu Yuanzhu said in a leisurely manner: "The nine realms of the human world are divided into the upper three realms and the lower six realms.

The ancient domain of the Wujie domain, the Five Element domain, the Nine Star domain, the True Wu domain, the Tathagata domain, the Three Yang domains are the lower six domains.”

"The Huang clan is the top clan in the Zhenwu Realm. It has lush branches and leaves, covering the Nine Realms. Almost everyone in the Zhenwu Realm's senior management is from the Emperor.

Huang Qingque is a son of the imperial family."
Chapter completed!