Chapter 112 Let It Wake Up

Chapter 112 Let It Wake Up

Chapter 112 Let It Wake Up

The road back to the human world is in the area where Yama sits on the dragon throne.

The Yellow Springs Land has undergone changes.

A mutated home is not a home; Jingxian Temple is the eternal home.

Jinjiao just wants to go home.

It had already accumulated enough strength, lowered its ferocious head, and aimed its horns, which were emitting a faint golden light, at the corpse of Yama, then turned into a bolt of lightning and crashed into it.

But why did that evil ghost with only a skeleton left jump out of the Book of Souls like a madman?

And why is that idiot emitting the divine light at this time?

Hey, why is Huangpi Dad holding something that looks like a hammer and blocking the body of Yama? What's that look in his eyes?
How strange...

"stop!!"

Chen Huangpi raised his mattock and hit Jinjiao hard on the head.

He swore, with this hoe.

It absolutely took all of his strength.

Boom!
Jinjiao stood up straight on all fours, his body stiffened, and he immediately fell to the ground.

"So you want me to stop..."

Jinjiao was lying on the ground, his eight eyes were extremely confused, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were squinting as he said, "But why... don't I need to teach me the dog-taming sutra... do I have to open my head before I can do that..."

After saying that, it stuck out its tongue and immediately fainted.

Chen Huangpi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "It happened suddenly, so this is the only way."

Jinjiao’s speed is too fast.

Moreover, he has a stubborn personality, and even Chen Huangpi can't react to the matter of raising a dog.

Fortunately, the soul-seeking ghost reminded him to stop it quickly.

The brass oil lamp also immediately emitted a divine light.

Plus, the mattock is really heavy.

This stopped Jinjiao.

"Chen Huangpi, did you beat this stupid dog to death?"

The brass oil lamp flicked the golden horn with his hand.

I just felt that Jinjiao's body was stiff, and he was breathing in more than he was breathing out, so the chances of him surviving were very slim.

Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "Jinjiao is a spirit body. Breathing is just an illusion. He will not die."

"It's okay even though there's a hole in its head?"

"That's the fontanelle. It will heal on its own."

Chen Huangpi didn't want to say more about the Golden Horn, so he put it into the Soul-Catching Book and said to the frightened soul-seeking ghost beside him, "Ah Ghost, you go in too, keep an eye on the Golden Horn, don't let it really die."

"Don't worry, Master. I will take good care of it!"

The soul-seeking ghost stretched his neck left and right with a sinister smile, and immediately turned into a ray of faint light and drilled into the Book of Souls.

Although these seven Yama Kings have no blood relationship with him.

But that is Yama after all.

Even if you die and your head is hung on the city gate, it is still the body of Yama.

Although it seems safe at the moment.

But this is the world behind the gates of hell. If a beast like Jinjiao with a strong execution ability were to be born here, who knows what kind of trouble would arise.

"Master, you have to be careful."

The soul-seeking ghost did not forget to instruct Chen Huangpi: "Although only corpses remain of Yama and the ghost messengers, they have not turned into evil spirits. This is obviously abnormal. Leave as soon as possible."

"I was reckless. I shouldn't have let the golden horn out."

Chen Huangpi felt that he had done something wrong.

However, the only one who could find the way back to the human world was Jinjiao. He didn't expect that the road was where Yama sat, and Jinjiao was stupid enough to bump into it.

Inside the main hall, Yama's corpse sat on the dragon throne.

There are headless ghosts standing on each side.

At first glance, it looked like a court ceremony.

Chen Huangpi waved at the brass oil lamp.

The latter immediately floated in front of him.

"Let's go up and have a look."

Chen Huangpi held a brass oil lamp and walked carefully towards Yan Luo's body.

He was standing in the center of the hall at this moment.

The closer you get to Yama's body, the more eerie and terrifying it feels.

Because the body of Yama is too big.

It was the largest creature Chen Huangpi had ever seen.

Even when sitting upright on the dragon throne, the thickness of the soles of his shoes alone was as high as a person.

The pressure was so great that Chen Huangpi couldn't breathe.

"When it was alive, it must have been a being more powerful than an immortal."

The only immortals Chen Huangpi had ever seen were Yi Qingzhou and the head of the evil Buddha.

The head of the evil Buddha and the head of Yama gave him a similar feeling, except that the latter was more ferocious and the former was more evil.

But Yama's body is here.

But it is much more terrifying than just a head.

The brass oil lamp was puzzled and asked, "Chen Huangpi, the head of Yama has turned into an evil spirit, but why hasn't its body turned into an evil spirit?"

"And look at those ghost messengers."

"Why do I always feel like they are staring at us?"

“They’re not looking at you or me.”

Chen Huangpi glanced at the ghost officials on his left and right.

The bodies of these ghost messengers were all slightly tilted. If their heads were still there, they should be looking...

"Doorway?"

Chen Huangpi turned around and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

There was nothing at the entrance of the hall.

The brass oil lamp seemed to understand something and murmured, "Perhaps a long, long time ago, the temple master had been here before, and these ghost messengers and Yama Luo might have been killed by the temple master as soon as they saw him."

Since entering the underworld.

Although the master of the temple is not seen everywhere, you can see and experience things along the way.

It seems that they all have some kind of relationship with the master of the temple.

Chen Huangpi shook his head and said, "It may not be Master. There is no aura of the sword on their bodies."

"That sword has already flown to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty."

"Can't we kill them without the Sword Master?"

The brass oil lamp said disdainfully: "It's not that the sword is powerful, so the master is powerful, it's because the master is powerful that his sword is so terrifying."

"But didn't the Yamas turn into ashes along with Emperor Yin?"

Chen Huangpi walked up to Yan Luo's corpse and said in an inexplicable tone: "Even if Master came to kill them, the timing is not right."

"Maybe they are deserters!"

The brass oil lamp maliciously speculated: "The master of the temple and Yin Tianzi must know each other. The master of the temple is cleaning up the mess for Yin Tianzi. Ah Gui, why are you so excited? Do you also think that your father is a deserter?"

"Mr. Huang, what did you say?"

The voice of the soul-seeking ghost was full of rage: "Although I don't obey him, how could he do such a despicable thing? Besides, I saw with my own eyes that he rushed into the sun with Yin Tianzi."

"All the ten kings of hell are like this."

If it continued to argue with the ghost, it would become completely furious.

The brass oil lamp simply stopped talking.

However, it believed from the bottom of its heart that these Yamas must have been deserters. Otherwise, the Emperor Yin would have ascended to heaven.

There is no reason for Yan Luo to stay on the ground...

And just then.

Chen Huangpi also circled around Yan Luo's body.

However, the road leading to the human world was not seen.

"Jinjiao said before that the road is in the area of ​​the dragon throne where Yan Luo sits, but I haven't seen it after looking for a long time. Is it up there?"

Chen Huangpi thought about it, and then controlled the billowing black smoke to float towards Yan Luo's corpse.

After a few breaths.

Then he arrived on the dragon throne.

This dragon throne is not flat, it is made of some material that cannot be seen from Chen Huangpi.

Although it is called the Dragon Throne, it is for Yama Luo.

To Chen Huangpi, the gap between the dragon thrones was as wide as a river.

If it wasn't flying, it was walking.

I'm afraid I'll fall if I'm not careful.

The brass oil lamp frowned and said, "Ah Gui, is Jinjiao awake?"

"I'm awake now, but..."

"Just what?"

"But it still insisted on knocking Yan Luo's body away."

The soul-demanding ghost said helplessly: "It said that Yama is sitting on that road. If we move him away, the road will be passable."

"It's talking nonsense."

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "Let it wake up again."

Yan Luo's corpse is blocking the road. Do we need to move it away?

What a joke.

The body of Yama is extremely huge, just like a mountain.

Not to mention moving it, just looking at it is daunting.

If the Yama Palace was not even taller and the top was not as dark as an abyss, it would not be able to accommodate the body of Yama.

"Master, Jinjiao still refuses to change his mind and still insists on moving Yan Luo's body away."

"That means you are not awake enough! Probe again and report again!"

"Master, if you continue to explore, Jinjiao will really not be able to stay awake."

"This……"

Chen Huangpi looked at the corpse of Yan Luo, sighed and said, "I know that what Jinjiao said might be right, but how can I move it away?"

"Its corpse is as tall and majestic as a mountain."

"I have a lot of experience in mining, but I can't move this mountain."

"Huang Er, what can you do?"

Hearing this, the brass oil lamp shook his head and said, "This body of Yan Luo is too big. I am not in my prime, and the Escape One Divine Light cannot completely cover it. I can't do anything about it."

"This won't work, and that won't work either."

Chen Huangpi was getting impatient. He felt annoyed when he saw the corpse of Yan Luo in front of him. He couldn't help but say, "Why don't we let Jinjiao try again? Since it said it wants to knock out a path, maybe it really has a way?"

The soul-seeking ghost said quietly, "Master, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Is there any other way?"

There really is no other way.

Although Jinjiao was going to crash into Yama's corpse to knock it away, it didn't sound credible.

But no matter how unreliable a method is, it is still a method.

You can't just kick Yan Luo's corpse away by yourself, right?
As he said that, Chen Huangpi subconsciously kicked Yan Luo's corpse.

next second...

His eyes widened.

Yan Luo's body shook...

The huge body that was as big as a mountain seemed to be made of paper and was moved by his kick. It did not have the immovable power of a mountain at all.

Chen Huangpi was overjoyed and immediately released Jinjiao, whose mouth was crooked, eyes were slanted, and the single horn on his head was dull.

"Jinjiao, why didn't you tell me earlier? I misunderstood you."

"Yellow-skinned dad..."

Jinjiao said intermittently: "You... came up and hit me hard on the head. I... I also wanted to say... but you didn't give me a chance..."

"And... the bastard, it said I wasn't sane, and if I didn't change my words, it would beat me..."

After saying this, Jinjiao's eight eyes rolled back, his head tilted and he fainted immediately.

Because the anger that it had been holding in its heart was released.

Looking at Jinjiao at this moment and touching the depression on its forehead, Chen Huangpi felt extremely distressed.

The brass oil lamp said, "It's okay, it's just a fontanel."

Chen Huangpi pretended not to hear this.

"Golden Horn treated me so well, I cannot let it down."

Chen Huangpi put Jinjiao into the Soul-Catching Book, and then whispered: "Ah Gui, you have to take the blame for this. You must not let Jinjiao know that I ordered you to do this."

"..."

The soul-seeking ghost said helplessly: "Yes, Master."

This is not the first time, so it’s no big deal for Chen Huangpi to take the blame again.

At this time.

Chen Huangpi also turned his attention to Yan Luo's corpse again.

This thing was not as heavy as he thought.

Without the golden horn, I can move it away myself.

Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi no longer hesitated. With just a thought, countless thick, huge, winding branches appeared out of thin air.

The magic tree has already been conquered by about 80%.

At this moment, he was using all his strength to mobilize the power of the magic tree, which was equivalent to the power of a calamity.

The branches were wrapped around Yan Luo's body like a whip.

The latter kept shaking.

But as if being pulled by some force, no matter how hard Chen Huangpi tried, the latter always sat on the dragon throne.

Chen Huangpi put all his strength into it.

Not only the power of the magic tree, but also the essence of the liver temple in the liver was activated by him at this moment.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

He suddenly felt an unbearable itchiness in his liver, and gradually, his entire body began to itch.

This wasn't the first time that itch had occurred.

It had appeared briefly before at the bottom of the big pit in the God Burial Tomb when the Ruyi Bodhisattva was killed, but this time it was different. It did not come and go quickly. Instead, it had a tendency to intensify.

Chen Huangpi just felt uncomfortable all over, his skin turned red and veins bulged.

But at this moment...

His liver leapt.

The unbearable itchiness disappeared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the abnormal symptoms on Chen Huangpi's body also disappeared, as if the changes in his liver were not yet mature enough.

However, even so, Chen Huangpi felt as if a force had appeared out of nowhere. He shouted at the corpse of Yan Luo: "Get down!!"

(End of this chapter)