Chapter Twelve The Book of Immortals(1/2)
As the best friend of the God of the Underworld, the Book Immortal of the Earth Sect can freely enter and exit the underworld.
He exudes the fragrance of pen and ink, wears white skirts and cloth shoes, a white cloth rope tied to his black hair, and a face with pink and colorless pink face, like a beauty that only exists in the painting.
The immortal Shu walked towards the boudoir of the God of Nether as usual, preparing to show his new work to the God of Nether. As soon as he arrived at the door of the God of Nether, he heard the sound of "Wuwuwu." It came out and came into his ears.
In the boudoir of the God of the Underworld, no one seems to be able to enter except himself, the person who cries must be the God of the Underworld.
The immortal Shu discovered..., "The God of the Underworld cried!"
The immortal Shu pushed open the door and did not see the God of Nether, and then his eyes locked on the cabinet.
The crying sound of the God of the Underworld came from time to time in the cabinet.
The Book Fairy was so funny that she couldn't laugh or cry. A congenital god, the most powerful person in the realm of the Immortal Emperor, was still the lord of the world. She was actually like a child hiding in the cabinet and crying.
Shuxian sat on the chair, poured himself a cup of tea, stared at the cabinet, then moved his eyes, took out paper, ink, pen and ink from the magic weapon of space, and prepared to write.
The name of the book, "Who made the God of the Underworld cry like a child!"
Writing uses brain power, constantly fantasizing, and never writing.
"How to write this."
After crying in the cabinet, the God of Nether wiped his tears, walked out like a ok, sat across from the Book Fairy and said.
"Have you finished writing the next episode of the story that my senior brother and I have to tell?"
The fairy's eyes shone brightly and stared at the god of darkness.
"Why are you crying? Who made you cry!"
The God of Nether twitched his delicate little nose, his eyes narrowed, and he saw the new work of the immortal "Who made the God of Nether cry like a child!"
The God of Nether opened his little mouth and pointed at the Book Fairy and scolded him.
"I treat you as a friend, you treat me as a joke!"
The Shuxian was embarrassed! She smiled embarrassedly, took out the "second half of the story that my senior brother and I have to tell" and handed it to the God of the Underworld.
Then the Book Fairy changed "Who made the God of Mir cry like a child!" to "Who made the God of Moon cry like a child".
"This is OK!"
When the God of the Underworld saw the title of the book, he immediately applauded.
"Yes, that's it, that Moon God hates the most!"
"Yeah!"
The immortal Shu nodded and said.
"You can talk now!"
The God of Nether put "the second half of the story that my senior brother and I have to tell" into the space magic tool and said.
"Aren't there a new god born a few days ago!"
The Book Fairy "Yeah," said our sect leader.
"This has something to do with the new god."
The cultivation of the Book Immortal is only in the realm of the Heavenly Immortal, and I can’t feel the new gods are derived. The Sect Master of the Earth Sect mentioned it.
The God of Mie frowned and said sadly.
"It's that new god, you don't know that that new god is like me, and he is also the God of the Underworld!"
The Book Fairy felt incredible when she heard this. How could one heavenly way lead to two ghosts? Then she reacted.
"You did it when the new god fell from the Daluo Golden Immortal to the Hongchen Immortal as soon as he became a god!"
The God of Nether nodded, "Yes."
The Book Fairy blinked, "You have knocked the new god from the Daluo Golden Immortal to the Hongchen Immortal. Why are you crying here? Shouldn't that new god cry?"
The God of the Underworld was very happy at first, explaining.
"Just just now, that new god was a god in his underworld and snatched one-tenth of my underworld god position."
When the book immortal heard this, he looked at the God of the Underworld with pity.
The God of Mitsuki was angry when he thought about it and gritted his teeth.
"He defeated my Daluo Golden Immortal and the level of the gods, but the gods he had won were only the earth immortals and the realm of the heavenly immortals."
The book immortal was speechless and didn't know how to comfort the God of the Underworld. It seemed that there was no need to comfort the God of the Underworld. The God of the Underworld was at the realm of the Immortal Emperor.
Then the Shuxian thought again, "That new god is really too much! This is not just snatching the God of the Underworld, it is simply insulting the God of the Underworld! No wonder God of the Underworld cried!"
The Book Fairy asked again.
"You can't find his place?"
The ghost of the Ming was very angry.
"I used the causal line to injure him, and the causal line was broken! That guy appeared outside his underworld with an oracle. His true body had never appeared before. He was simply a mouse, hiding tightly."
After saying that, the God of Nether raised his mouth and hummed.
"But it's useless for him to take away the throne. As long as he dares to appear in the underworld, he will be able to capture the souls of people in the heavenly way. If I see one killing another, he will have no achievements and will never be able to recover the Dharma image."
After hearing the incident, the inspiration exploded. He picked up his pen to write, replaced the original protagonist, the God of the Underworld, and then raised the strength of the new god to a ladder. A couple from fighting each other to falling in love appeared vividly in the writing pen.
The God of the Underworld saw the immortal writing a book with great effort, took out the "second half of the story that my senior brother and I have to tell" and read the book carefully.
Underworld.
After Yang Hao conferred the throne of gods to everyone, he proposed to Yue Zijin.
"I originally wanted to be the queen, but there is no such god in the way of heaven. Look at what other kings you can choose!"
Yue Zijin widened her eyes and looked straight at Yang Hao.
"Empress? Do you still want to have the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards!"
Yang Hao saw Yue Zijin staring at him, "I accidentally said what I thought!"
Yang Hao explained with a tough bullet.
"I am the lord of a world, and my wife is of course the queen. Think about those emperors who only had one wife in history, are they also called queens?"
Yue Zijin thought about it and found that Yang Hao's words were really fine, so she chose King Chujiang.
As Yue Zijin becomes a god, another death position in the underworld is deprived.
In the underworld, gods return to their positions and begin to operate.
As the God of Underworld returns to his position, many names, life stories and deeds of the people in the Immortal Cultivation World in Jiuzhou appeared on the Book of Life and Death, but no one of the Gods in the Underworld dared to go to the Immortal Cultivation World in Jiuzhou to attract souls.
The earthlings do not belong to the Jiuzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the judge can only write one word on the Life and Death Book. This is a huge project.
The new judge has the cultivation level of a earth immortal. He holds the judge's pen and records the names of other villagers in Yangjia Village in the Life and Death Book.
There is no cow head and horse face in the underworld yet. Yang Kai and others went to the earth to enlighten the dying people and returned to the underworld with their souls.
The underworld.
The god of death Zhang San was shaking with double cuts hanging around his waist.
"Another God of Death was shot into the beast path. Lord God of the Underworld only gave me three months. If I can't find the whereabouts of my missing soul, I will be shot into the beast path."
Thinking of this, the god of death, Zhang San gritted his teeth and left the underworld directly, and searched for the whereabouts of the lost soul again.
The God of Nether read the book seriously and found that another god position had been lost in the underworld. As soon as the book was closed, Xiao Su's chest was undulating. After a long time, she sat down and continued reading.
The book fairy wrote books carefully and turned a blind eye to the movements of the God of the Underworld.
Yang Hao appeared on Kunlun Mountain on Earth. When he sent Yue Zijin home, he covered the world with oracles and found something was wrong with Kunming Mountain. Finally, he took out a seed from an old tree.
Yang Hao stared for a moment and named the seed Bodhi tree species.
Unexpectedly, the way of heaven was destroyed, and gods, Buddhas, immortals and ghosts were gone! There was actually a seed of immortal tree! However, this seed was a little yellow and had no spiritual energy. It was probably not long before it would die completely.
Yang Hao put away the Bodhi tree seeds, walked through the ruins of the old gods, and plundered all the immortal weapons and weapons in this world.
Picking up the space magic weapon, Yang Hao looked at the space in the magic weapon, which was many times larger than Wang Dahui's one. This was the only magic weapon that was not affected.
The elixirs in the space magic weapon have long been decayed. Yang Hao's thoughts have moved, and the space is divided into two layers, and useless things are isolated and not discarded.
Except for a few that can match the mythology, Yang Hao doesn't know many of the old god ruins.
After Yang Hao returned to the underworld, he handed over some magic weapons and space magic weapons to the gods in the underworld. Although they have no spirituality, they are also rare magic weapons.
The oracle of the underworld is delighted, and the space magic weapon is very practical.
Two months later, the underworld slowly started to flow, and a large number of people on earth drank Mengpo soup, walked up to the Naihe Bridge, and reincarnated into the Jiuzhou World of Immortal Cultivation.
Xin Mengpo is an old man from Yangjia Village, and Yang Hao's generation calls her Grandma Yang.
Yang Hao observed his own magical appearance and was very dissatisfied with the speed of repair.
"It will take at least a thousand years for me to recover from the performance of the earth."
"Even if I recover, I can only hide here. As time goes by, someone goes to the realm of Earth Immortals and restores my memory. I will probably be exposed. The God of the Underworld will follow their causal lines to find me, and I cannot sit and wait for death."
To be continued...