I Became a God in Tokyo

Bai Mujun slowly lowered his palm.

Looking at the little white boat in front of him that was shining again under the grace of the Holy Light Palm.

His Holy Light Palm is not just a simple Holy Light Palm.

At the same time, it is also mixed with his perception of purifying divine instruments.

After all, the filth on this wooden boat is very similar to the taint on the divine artifact.

It's just that the source of the pollution on the wooden boat is Huangquan.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Bai Mujun shot the purified version of the Holy Light Palm.

And the result far exceeded his expectations.

The filth in the underworld was removed so easily by the palm of the holy light!

Even, it is not just as simple as purification.

Even the pitch-black river water that flows under the holy hull is a little lighter!

Seeing this scene, Bai Mujun couldn't help being a little surprised.

His original intention was simply to purify the wooden boat.

Unexpectedly, it would have such an impact on Santuchuan.

He could tell that the change in the color of the water in Santuchuan was not because the water had been purified.

It was those resentful spirits who drifted along the Santu River all year round, with black and hateful faces and red eyes, and were purified the moment they hit the hull of the ship!

The spirit body, which was originally filled with filth, instantly became pure and transparent.

On his numb face, there was a look of enlightenment.

An expression that made me think.

Bai Mujun glanced at the purified spirits, then looked down at his palm.

Can't help but fell into deep thought.

These spiritual bodies were also purified due to their own Holy Light Palm.

And using the Holy Light Palm in Weiyuan can send the spirit body to the underworld in a pure posture.

And now, he is already in the underworld.

So what will happen to the spirit body that has been hit by the Holy Light Palm here?

A thought hit Bai Mujun.

Could it be

Will it be sent directly to reincarnation?

Should be right!

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun was a little excited.

He raised his head and looked at the huge black river in front of him, but he couldn't see the other side at a glance.

Squinting slightly.

The perspective angle is then opened.

I saw in the river, I don't know how many ghosts who wanted to die, but suffered from various reasons, had to drift here.

It is also for this reason that the color of Santuchuan is such a rotten black!

And it is very simple to solve this problem.

As long as Bai Mujun's Holy Light Palm is strong enough, he can send all the undead in the Santu River to reincarnation!

Of course, if you want to purify the entire Santu River, you must not simply use the Holy Light Palm.

Such efficiency is really too low.

The best thing is to build a few consecrated dams in the Santu River.

In this way, as long as the river flows through the dam, the purification of the spiritual body can be automatically completed.

This is the most efficient way.

On this point, maybe I can suggest it to Izanami.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback.

I remembered that Susanoo once said that all reincarnated spirits must be questioned by Izanami before they can be reincarnated and leave the underworld.

Since the spirit bodies in front of me are going to be reincarnated soon.

Doesn't it mean that they are about to go in front of Izanami?

He said hastily.

"Susano's son's life, the big monster of the red leaf, hurry up and get on the boat!"

"These spirit bodies should go to the palace where Izanami lives!"

Susanoo and ghost girl Momiji were slightly taken aback.

Immediately, they understood what Bai Mujun meant, and each cast their spells.

The two figures disappeared instantly.

The next moment, it appeared on the little white boat.

Bai Mujun didn't hesitate either, and immediately used the escape method, and also came to the little white boat.

He looked at the ghost who was still stunned by the shore, and reminded loudly: "Your Excellency, please hurry up and board the ship!"

Embark?

The ghost god wood who was ferrying was staring blankly at the wooden boat exuding pure light, his face instantly turned livid.

Although he is a ghost.

But strictly speaking, it is still very different from the real gods.

This difference is especially reflected in the performance of strength in the body.

If the gods are standing on this wooden boat, then the divine power in their bodies will be blessed, and they will exert more powerful power than before.

And his ghost power completely conflicted with the power in this wooden boat.

I'm afraid as soon as you step on it, you will perform a reincarnation on the spot.

For him, this was worse than dying on the spot.

Because as long as he is in the underworld, he is not afraid of death at all due to the protection of the main god.

But if reincarnated

Even the main god is helpless.

How dare he go up?

"Your Excellency, why don't you come up?" Bai Mujun asked suspiciously, "Do I need to help you?"

"I won't do it!" The ferry ghost hastily waved his hands and refused.

"Our Huangquan has a rule that a boat can only carry three people at most, and it must not be overcrowded!"

Are there such strict rules and regulations in Huangquan?

Bai Mujun was taken aback for a moment, a little confused.

"But if you don't come up, who will sail the boat?"

"Actually, I don't need to drive this boat," the ghost said with a smile.

"As long as you get the oars, you will know how to use this boat!"

Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

"If you don't plan to board the ship, then we will pretend that you have lent us the ship."

"Please rest assured, we will take good care of it and use it. When returning it, we will ensure that your beloved boat is as clean as it is now."

Who wants to be so clean!

Pay me back if you get dirty!

The ferrying ghost's face twitched slightly.

But still with a smile on his face, he said: "You have the final say."

The next moment.

The paddle inserted on the shore appeared in Bai Mujun's hand.

Immediately, the method of controlling this little white boat appeared in his mind.

In just a few seconds, the realm of the unity of man and ship was reached.

After mastering it, Bai Mujun immediately restrained his mind.

Through the perspective, the spirit bodies that were purified just now were locked.

Immediately, the little white boat deftly pushed away the waves under his hands and moved forward slowly.

After following those spirit bodies.

But it was beyond Bai Mujun's expectation.

Those purified spirits did not follow the river to the downstream of Santuchuan.

Instead, with a look of eagerness, he launched an impact on the middle reaches of the Santu River.

When they reached the center of Santu River, these spirit bodies suddenly sank and disappeared.

Even the river water on both sides of the little white boat entangled the hull involuntarily, as if trying to drag it into the river.

Bai Mujun was taken aback.

He was then surprised to find that those spirit bodies that dived underwater didn't seem to be hindered by any river water.

On the contrary, as it sneaked in, the speed became faster and faster.

As if going downstream.

Downstream?

Looking at those spirit bodies, Bai Mujun suddenly realized.

No wonder it is impossible to reach the end of Santuchuan by ordinary methods!

Because Santuchuan is not a river that flows downstream at all in essence!

It's a river of yellow spring that descends vertically like a waterfall!

Izanami's palace is at the bottom of the Santu River!