Chapter 312

Well nine said, "if I take Lei soul wood with me, it's good to take it out and make two reclining chairs."

Knowing that he had guessed his idea, the emperor sighed and said, "it's not only good, it's happy."

Well nine said: "you think this method is really good."

Naturally, he was not talking about the way to repel mosquitoes, but the way to get out of trouble thought of by the Emperor Ming.

After getting the thunder soul wood, the man used the soul turning method of the nether department, and escaped from the sword prison by a nether Department demon.

The emperor of the underworld naturally has a deeper research on the method of turning the soul. If he gets the thunder soul wood, he may also be able to escape by the prisoners on the second floor.

When he put the man in the sword prison, the emperor was already in the demon prison. Naturally, he didn't know the method used by the man.

The thought of this method in such a short time can only show that his level of wisdom is not inferior to that man.

Well nine asked, "how could a smart and calm person like you be cheated to the ground by him?"

The emperor said with emotion, "of course, it's because he can cheat people, and I really want to come up and have a look."

No monk doesn't want to soar, and no netherworld doesn't want to come to the world, although the difficulty of the two is still very different.

Ordinary Pluto strongmen can also come to the ground to bask in the sun through various methods, but

The emperor said calmly, "I can't come up, and it's even worse after I ascend the throne, so I want to come up and have a look before I ascend the throne."

Well nine understood what he meant.

The divine emperor can't go to the snow field, and the Ming emperor can't come to the world.

The subjects will admonish you with death, or let you die first, lest you be caught by the enemy and finally humiliate and threaten us.

The emperor is not as important as the whole nation.

Well nine asked, "you should know the danger of this trip. Why did you get caught in the end?"

The emperor said, "because what I lose is not strategy, but power."

With these words, Emperor Ming was silent and stopped talking about what happened that year.

Well nine was silent for a while and said, "do you still want to drive mosquitoes?"

The emperor said, "of course."

Well nine taught him a wind and rain method.

The wind and rain Taoism is a unique skill of daze. Qingshanzong has a good relationship with daze and has some contact. Although it is not the highest level Taoism, it is enough.

What kind of person is the Emperor Ming? Although his practice system is different from that of the human race, this low-level Taoist method can't help him.

Before long, he learned this wind and rain Taoist method. For a time, the green valley was covered with dark clouds and a strong wind, as if a rainstorm was coming.

Sensing the smell of wind and rain, the mosquitoes around the emperor seem to be a little uncomfortable. They gradually fly away, but they don't go far. They still stay a few feet away.

The emperor looked at the dark clouds in the sky, frowned and said, "the power is too small and the maintenance is too tired. What's the difference between driving mosquitoes with soul fire?"

Well nine said, "you can carve the Tao into the array diagram."

The emperor of the underworld understood what he meant, shook his head and said, "here is isolated from heaven and earth. If the array works for a long time, the power of the array must be very weak."

Well nine said, "it's good to have wind and rain."

The Emperor Ming didn't say anything more and engraved the Taoism into the array.

At the moment when the array was running, the dark clouds in the sky began to shrink sharply, the wind became much smaller, and the newly fallen rain became extremely sparse.

A moment later, the array stabilized, and the cloud and rain became a small piece, hanging quietly on the head of Jing Jiu and Ming Huang, only a few feet away.

Those mosquitoes have adapted to the changes of the environment. In addition, the clouds and rain are too small, and they have flown over one after another.

Emperor Ming didn't say anything. Looking at Jing Jiu waiting for the next arrangement, he determined that the green mountain disciple was thoughtful and must have a future.

Jing Jiu took out a bell from his ragged sleeve and hesitated.

"Good grade."

Even the Emperor Ming praised it. Naturally, the bell is very unusual. It's a gift from SE se to Jing Jiu.

If siser knew that Jingjiu used her carefully selected bell to do such a thing, she would be very angry.

In that case, she will have a lot of trouble in the future.

Jing Jiu hesitated when she thought of this festival. What if she wanted to kill all the elders of the hanging bell sect herself in the future?

But in the future, she won't know that the bell was left in the demon prison.

Bell left his palm and flew into the clouds.

Those mosquitoes had flown back to the emperor, making an extremely low hum. Strangely, they didn't mean to fall and suck blood.

There was a clear cry in the dark clouds.

It is worthy of being the highest level heart clearing bell of the hanging bell sect. The bell echoes in the valley, the grass is more tall and straight, and the petals are more delicate.

Both Jing Jiu and Ming Huang felt their mind was clear.

The strangest change is at the beginning of the sound.

The dark cloud moved with the vibration of the bell, and there was a flash of lightning in it. The lightning was small, about the thickness of your fingers, as long as chopsticks. The little lightning was so close to the ground that it couldn't make a roar of thunder. It just made a light click. Like whose chopsticks are broken, and they are not relatively hard wooden chopsticks, but made of bamboo. A canopy of clouds. Chopstick lightning. The sound on the table. Everything is so lovely, just like the little bell looming and appearing in the cloud Cute. Naturally, it doesn't have much lethality, but it's enough to drive away mosquitoes. At least the Emperor didn't lie about this. The mosquitoes were really afraid of thunder. They flew away one after another and avoided the stone cracks and grass roots in the valley. Well nine looked to the Emperor Ming. The Emperor Ming smiled. It seemed that he was very satisfied with the effect. Then he smiled suddenly and began to lecture without any omen“ Soul fire is not self generated, but we try to find our own soul fire in the Styx River, just like your green mountain disciples looking for swords. "“ Bringing the fire into the body is also part of the Styx trial. We call it embracing fire. " The emperor of the underworld said, "the most important step is how to integrate the underworld fire into the blood and generate the soul fire." The passage between the Chaotian continent and the underworld has always existed, and contact is inevitable. There has been no major war in the last two thousand years, the hatred between the two sides has gradually subsided, and all kinds of accidental and inevitable contacts have gradually increased. The origin and cultivation methods of soul fire are no longer the secrets of the underworld, especially for people like Jing Jiu. But he listened very carefully and didn't interrupt each other's words. The emperor said, "since you don't want to cultivate soul fire, these don't mean anything to you, just talk about it." Well nine said, "please tell me more." The elder martial brother told him about the practice method of the netherworld, but after all, it was not as good as a netherworld emperor to explain it in person. This opportunity was too few. Since Emperor Ming promised to teach him, he would not be too troublesome. He told the next soul fire realm and practice methods in detail. Jing Jiu listened attentively. He only cares about one kind of everything in the world. So he looked lazy. In fact, his practice was very serious in this matter. The crisp bell rang from time to time, echoing in the green valley with the voice of the emperor. The grass is greener, the purple flowers are more purple, and the breeze is softer. Great spring. How can we not practice. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.