BXBX NOVEL Chapter 632 Traveling The Human World
Traveling the Human World
Yaksha Corpse formed a hand seal, and light enveloped the two of them as they arrived at the Yamen.
When the ghosts and gods beside them saw the two of them, they knelt down and kowtowed in fear. They did not know what these two big shots were here for.
"Is this the Netherworld of the city just now?" Of course, He Chuan could see the problem.
He signaled for the others not to be nervous and to continue with their work while he watched silently from the side.
From time to time, ghost officers would escort ghosts over. The status of the ghosts varied from high to low. There were ordinary civilians, noble officials, and even cultivators with powerful magic power.
"All the dead are included?" He Chuan could tell that something was wrong.
The ordinary Netherworld would not care so much. Only people who were good and evil to a certain extent would trigger the condition and attract the reapers to come and capture them.
He wouldn\'t care about everyone.
"This is the land completely controlled by the Yellow Springs. It is called the God is Three Feet Above the Head. From the supreme masters of the great sects to the beggars on the streets, everyone is affected. As long as their lifespan is up, ghosts will come knocking on the door." Yaksha Corpse continued to explain.
"The lifespan of a cultivator is not fixed. How can we be sure that the other party\'s lifespan is over?" He Chuan asked with interest.
One must know that the lifespan of immortal cultivators was not fixed. Some people had secret techniques that could extend their lifespan.
"We don\'t care. Every cultivator has a corresponding lifespan. Once the time limit is reached, we will send people over." Yaksha Corpse said domineeringly.
The old one who hasn\'t died is a scoundrel. If a person lived for a long time, it wouldn\'t be beneficial to the world at all. Instead, they would become pests. At this time, they needed to go and harvest them to restore the world to normal.
"I see." He Chuan finally understood why some places regarded the Netherworld as a ferocious beast. Who would be willing to have a force above them to stare at good and evil all day?
Immortal cultivation pursued freedom. If one\'s hands and feet were tied, immortal cultivation would be meaningless.
"The rules are set by us. You can do whatever you want. It\'s time for the world\'s number one expert!" Yaksha Corpse suddenly said.
"Time\'s up?" He Chuan expressed that he wanted to go and take a look.
The two of them followed the reapers to the highest peak in the world. This peak was called the Heavenly Capital Peak, where the Celestial Sect was located.
The Celestial Sect was a sect that controlled gods and ghosts. Everyone had a guardian ghost god. The higher one\'s cultivation was, the stronger the guardian ghost god was, and the more there were. A master could summon thousands of ghost gods with a wave of his hand.
At this moment, the entire sect\'s higher-ups were gathered in the depths of the hall. The atmosphere was a little tense, and everyone was filled with sadness.
In front of everyone was a white-haired old man. He sat cross-legged on a futon and looked at everyone with a smile.
"There\'s no need to act like children. Life and death are up to fate."
"It\'s not fair! We clearly have a way to extend our lives. Why did the Sect Master give up? Are you afraid of those ghosts?"
The Celestial Sect was the strongest sect in the world. It was the number one expert in the world. It had the cultivation of a peak God Realm expert and could live for about ten thousand years. Coupled with the various life-prolonging techniques, it could live for tens of thousands of years.
He was clearly in his prime, but he had to wait for death in peace. How could they not be furious?
The crowd immediately clamored. As long as the old man gave the order, they would immediately move and fight with all their might.
"Shut up! This matter is decided. Whoever dares to spout nonsense again, this old man will kick them out of the sect." The old man\'s expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he shouted angrily,
The other juniors might not know, but he had lived for tens of thousands of years and had experienced more storms than them.
He had seen many predecessors fight back, but in the end, they died and their sects were destroyed.
Netherworld was relatively low-key and rarely showed itself in front of the world. However, he knew how terrifying that place was. There seemed to be an endless number of experts. After fighting the young, the senior would come. There would always be more powerful experts.
Even if he was known as the number one expert in the world, he did not dare to say anything.
"You don\'t need to worry, the two of them are old acquaintances, after death, they will definitely be given official positions, it\'s just a change of location." Zhou Lin added.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew over, and the ghost flew out from the dark green flames.
The leader was the familiar Yaksha Corpse. The young man beside him seemed to have a high status, but his appearance was unfamiliar.
"Fellow Daoist Yaksha Corpse, you\'re here." Zhou Lin greeted him frankly.
"This is Lord Judge. Fellow Daoist, quickly greets him." Yaksha Corpse stepped forward and introduced him.
Zhou Lin had some understanding of the system of the Netherworld and knew what position the Judge corresponded to. He did not expect such a big shot to come.
"This one greets Lord Judge. I hope Lord can forgive me for my lack of hospitality." Zhou Lin bowed, and his disciples and grand disciples behind him also bowed when they saw this.
"No need for formalities." He Chuan sensed that this person\'s name had already appeared in the Book of Life and Death. As long as he wanted to, he could kill him in the blink of an eye.
He could not help but sigh in his heart. The person in front of him had a cultivation level slightly higher than his, but he was so humble. He was not afraid of himself but of the power behind him. The taste of power could be seen.
"I know, there is a vacant position in the Department of Merit Rewards." He Chuan saw the other party was so humble and did not scare him.
"Thank you, Sir." Zhou Lin was overjoyed, and the other disciples and grand disciples were also surprised.
As a sect that dealt with ghosts and gods all year round, they were very clear about the system of the Netherworld.
The Department of Merit Rewards was much higher than the Yin Commander they often saw, even higher than Yaksha Corpse. Moreover, they were free, so the succession of the Sect Master was not wasted.
Zhou Lin left with the reapers, and Yaksha Corpse looked a little envious. He had endured for tens of thousands of years, but he still hadn\'t gotten this chance.
However, he couldn\'t blame others for the death of an expert of Zhou Lin\'s level. It hadn\'t happened once in ten thousand years.
There were many ways to extend one\'s lifespan in the God Realm. Usually, several methods were used to extend one\'s lifespan. If the divine soul could no longer withstand it, it would dissipate and the reapers would have no chance to capture it.
Therefore, it was very difficult to catch a God Realm expert. They might not meet each other for hundreds of thousands of years. Only in this place where the Yellow Springs did not recognize spells that could prolong one\'s life could they find one.
This was a method used by Netherworld to attract talents.
He Chuan and Yaksha Corpse left the sect and came to the human world below.
"In the end, the Netherworld is governed by people. The Lord can act according to his own wishes." The Netherworld was not a sect that protected justice. Everything they did was not for justice.
Most of the Chief of the Netherworld acted recklessly. As long as they did not cause too much harm, no one would pay attention to them.
Therefore, the name of Netherworld did not have a particularly positive image in many places.
However, in this place, the Yaksha Corpse managed it well, so its reputation was quite positive.
The two of them returned to the human world.
"Get out! Poor scholar, you dare to seduce my young miss. I\'ll break your legs next time!" The red door opened. The burly man grabbed the scholar and threw him onto the street.
The scholar\'s face was bruised and swollen, and his white clothes were covered in blood. From the outline of his face, the scholar\'s original appearance should have been considered handsome, but now he looked a little miserable.