Ghost Region Taoist/C3 Pottery Tank and Gold Bottle
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C3 Pottery Tank and Gold Bottle

At the end of the road was a black palace. The door opened, and at the top of the door was a big eye that was blinking. In the eye was clearly the three seal men of the 'Yama' and three strange characters that Lee Hengfang didn't recognize. On either side of the doorway was a pair of shining couplets written by a man: Although the emperor was not lenient at the time, the gods were free to come and go.

Right, another type of writing at the top is Mongolian. We really came to the Yama Palace in the Yuan Dynasty.

The cold wind was blowing in the hall.

The two Spirit Kings rushed out and greeted Daoist Everlasting.

A bull's head, a horse's face, black armor and black skin, just like the legendary "cow's head" and "horse's face" in the hall of hell.

"We need to know the message that will be sent to us. Hades wants us to welcome them respectfully!" Ox-Head and Horse-Face bowed to Daoist Everlasting.

"Is it really that godly?" Lee Hengfang suddenly recalled Daoist Yan's explanation when he started the ceremony. His heart froze for a moment. Without time to think, Daoist Everlasting turned around and glanced at him. Manager Li immediately followed the Taoist into the palace.

After passing the palace, they would even talk about the palace. One step at a time, they would talk about the steps leading up to the palace gates that were opening one after another.

There were ghost soldiers guarding the doors of each palace.

With Ox-Head and Horse-Face leading the way, Lee Hengfang followed behind Daoist Everlasting without any obstructions.

There were ghost soldiers coming and going along the way. Some of the ghost soldiers were white, while others were black. They were all vaguely visible, floating in the air, and were faintly discernible. They were white like balls of light, and the ones dressed in black were just shadows.

He came to nine halls in a row, and the last one was the hall of the underworld, the office of the underworld king.

Hades personally came to greet them.

Lee Hengfang looked at the King of Hell: tall and slender, refined, with a purple crown on his head, a purple dragon robe adorned with stars, and a half-moon on his chest.

"The Taoist sent some information saying that he is driving here. I wonder which side of the matter he wants to investigate?" Then, the King of Hell glanced at Lee Hengfang, "This is —"

"Don't panic Yama, this person is from the mortal world eight hundred years from now. It was a highly developed era, and it was also because of the rapid development of our era that we accidentally unearthed a soul that could not be surpassed and was sealed away. "They did find a substitute, but that only served to make the place restless."

"What kind of soul is that Taoist looking for?"

"Flying Head!"

"Where was it dug up? Is it Dali? "

"No, it's the same river, no snow on its surface!"

"Do you have any video data?"

"Yes."

The Taoist raised his whisk and sat down in the guest seat, while Lee Hengfang obediently stood behind him.

Daoist Everlasting formed a hand seal with his fingers and the Tai Chi Pattern in his chest started to spin faster and faster. Then, a blue pillar of light shot out from it.

The light pillar was cast onto the wall of the hall, and a living scene appeared on the wall, just like the projection of a modern man.

Lee Hengfang was dumbfounded.

In the projection, an excavator rumbled and shook its head.

Not long later, the excavator dug out a huge clod of mud.

The lump of mud was very hard, but it was only a few steps before it was smashed into smithereens.

Rumble, rustle, rustle … The pitch-black coffin inside was instantly split into pieces, and the six skulls of the fossils scattered in all directions …

Heavens, isn't that the scene from that day reappearing? Isn't that the head of those flying barbarians? Manager Li felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

Yama stared intently at the Taoist priest's projection.

Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who were standing beside Yama Minamiya, stared intently at the Daoist leader's projection.

"Stop!" At this moment, Hades shouted, "Please replay it again!"

The scene of the coffin being crushed was repeated.

The King of Hell stared at Yuanyuan, "There should be a small clay pot in the middle of these flying barbarians' heads, and an ear in the pot!"

"Ears?" the Taoist asked.

"Pottery …" "Ears …" The Taoist muttered.

"Yes, it's a terrine. There's an ear in it!"

"The workers who withdrew their skulls did see some fragments of pottery in the soil. As for the ears that Yama talked about, I really haven't seen any!" At this moment, Lee Hengfang spoke up.

"That's right. After eight hundred years, that ear had long since rotted away, and the jar shattered under the vibration of the excavator …" Daoist Everlasting spoke slowly.

"The worst thing is, that jar contains the soul of Dali's treacherous official, Gao Zhisheng. If he is allowed to reincarnate, it will bring disaster to your era!" The words of Yama slowed down.

"What?" Lee Hengfang screamed anxiously, "What is going on?"

Daoist Everlasting did not say anything, but Yama Minamiya bowed respectfully to Lee Hengfang and said, "It seems that the future of this eight hundred years from now will be blessed by the heavens. As Hades, we can only reign for one dynasty, and even the immortals can only exist in one of the three ranks, Innate, Medium Heaven, and Pre-Sky. This Daoist Everlasting, on the other hand, can travel as he pleases without being restricted by time and space. If he can bring you to a place where you can travel to from eight hundred years ago, he can also take you to any time and space, take you to a place even further in the past and a future in the future, and let you see anything that you want to see.

Lee Hengfang looked at Daoist Everlasting with reverence.

What do you want to see? Oh right, didn't they come to the Underworld of the Yuan Dynasty to find out about the flying head barbarians in Dali so that they could solve the thorny problem of the six workers after their deaths? A few days ago, I saw on the internet that this Phantom Equal had a legend about Nanzhao Nation and their nation. Can I take a look at the actual situation at that time?

"I really have to take a look at the dynasty and places that Benefactor Li wants to go!" Daoist Everlasting once revealed Lee Hengfang's thoughts.

Then, what legends did Lee Hengfang read about Nanzhao and their countries on the Internet?

He was talking about a summer night when a gust of wind suddenly blew from the Mount Wei at the northern side of the Blue Mountain. In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered by a large black cloud and thunder rumbled in the clouds.

An old Yi farmer who went up the mountain to pick herbs was flustered. He had to find a place to hide from the rain and wind.

In the dark forests of the mountains, there were usually many caves with open and small mouths that breathed. The old farmer then found a cave and drilled into it.

The heavy rain poured down outside the cave, making the interior of the cave pitch black.

In the midst of the lightning, the old Yi farmer found that the cave was very flat, and some traces of bare feet could be seen.

There were some charcoal arrows on the wall.

"Who left that mark?" The old man thought as he borrowed the light of the lightning to step forward.

Lightning no longer shone in, but spots of blue began to flash in the cave. In the depths of the cave, yellow balls of light were jumping about.

"Could it be that I've come to Nanzhao's treasure cave?" The old farmer thought as he slowly moved closer to the yellow speck of light, his hands groping for it.

He let out a sudden "Ah!" and staggered out of the cave.

From then on, the Yi family's old man went crazy and left in a few days.

From going crazy to dying, the old man would repeat, "Jin... Golden bottle, Sealed Nanzhao Nation … The golden bottle of the King's departed soul! "

"What else did you see?" someone asked the old man.

"Ghost …" Ghost, guarding the king … The ghost of the King! " Occasionally, Old Wang would answer.

"Looks like this old man was scared to death," Lee Hengfang thought, "But this Nanzhao Country and this nation is really worth a look!"

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