I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

The sacrifices of heroes are different, but the betrayals of villains are always similar. read

Zhou Yi was tired of hearing such selfish remarks. In the past, he would get angry and slap him to death with one palm.

Now as my mood grows, my temper is much calmer than before.

What's the point of fighting and killing? It's better to send these people to the underworld and experience hellish tortures such as fire, water, drowning, soul extraction, and soul refining.

The soul devoured the Yin energy and turned into a fierce ghost, which was sent to the demon-slaying platform and turned into mana and supplies, barely repaying a trace of the sins committed during his life.

"Put it down!"

Zhouyi signed the document, and there were too many monsters in the prison. It was time to send a batch out.

When the captain heard the commanding officer's straight tone and cold voice, he immediately understood what to do. .

He stepped forward and roughly pressed Wang Boan's back. The iron shackle weighing dozens of kilograms was suspended in the air, and a terrifying feeling of suffocation came from his neck.

Wang Boan gasped violently and tried to stand up several times, but was held down by the captain.

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and cast a spell to summon Cui Yuan.

"Check what happened to the East China Sea Demon Clan. If you plan to attack Daqian, you need to take precautions early."

Cui Yuan replied after a while that he already knew and tried to find out the information.

"Chief Immortal, Donghai Yidong has not received any news at all. Has it aroused the suspicion of the demon clan?"

There are less than two palms among the demon immortals of the East China Sea Dragon Clan. Cui Yuan belongs to the absolute top and should not hide anything.

"It's hard to say, some monsters have weird talents, and they may not be able to see through the divine body."

Zhou Yi calculated by hand, and the heavenly secrets were in chaos. It was obviously covered by the magic of the demon clan who were proficient in divination.

"But they are definitely not included in the list of gods. This time the demon clan plans, you try to participate in it. Perform a painful plot to eliminate the demon clan's suspicion."

"As commanded."

Cui Yuanzhenling has placed his trust in the list of gods and has no fear of death. The torture plot can be more real than reality!

Zhou Yi was silent for a while and sighed.

“The trees want to be still but the wind doesn’t stop!”

I thought that the destruction of the Qingqiu Demon Kingdom would severely shock the demons, and at least bring about ten years of stability.

Now it seems that a catastrophe is about to happen, and there is no way for Ansheng to survive!

"No matter how you plot, even the poor will follow suit!"

The Book of Changes circulates the Huangting Dao Sutra, and the seventy thousand years of Dao are as thick as rivers, lakes and seas, flowing turbulently in the body.

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The Demon Slayer Prison.

Lu Gang, the newly promoted demon-slayer captain, took the command document and ordered the jailer to pull out the demons, put them into storage, and send them outside the territory.

In recent years, Lu Gang's martial arts practice has been rapid, breaking through the third level in a row and being promoted to a martial arts master.

Friends congratulated him on his late blooming. Lu Gang smiled and thanked him, but in fact he had his own secret in his heart.

Every time he captured a demon, Lu Gang found that his Qi was moving much faster than usual. It seemed that there was a chance to push him to practice.

If you kill the demon, it will not only help your practice, but also deepen your understanding of the technique.

Lu Gang was already quite young and originally had no hope of reaching the third level. After discovering this incident, he immediately took the lead and was not afraid of death.

Finally, a few days ago, he condensed the inside knowledge of martial arts and was promoted to Demon Slayer Captain.

Zhou Yi was very happy when he learned about this. Lu Gang was one of the demon-slaying divisions who had been on the list of gods. Later, he specially entrusted Lu Gang with the task of escorting the demons into the underworld.

The merit is far inferior to slaying demons, but it is better in quantity.

Lu Gang activated the magic weapon and took the demons into the storage magic weapon one by one.

Demons are also practitioners and have a tenacious vitality. If they hold it in without eating, drinking or breathing, they will not die in three to five days.

When it was Wang Boan's turn, Lu Gang stopped and looked up and down.

"Your name is Wang Hao? His Excellency has specifically ordered that you are his old friend and you are relatively weak. You must ensure that you are sent over alive."

Ordinary storage instruments cannot carry living things. It takes three days to send Lu Gang to the underworld, and there are some half-dead demons in the middle who can't hold it.

"Ahem! Such a great kindness, I will repay it a hundred times in the next life!"

As a first-class official, Wang Bo'an has long known from various channels that there is a place outside the territory that is a hundred times more terrifying than the Demon Slayer Division, called the Netherworld.

The execution of demons by Zhan Si Si is nothing but the pain of Ling Chi. It is said that the place will experience painful torture, even the soul will not be spared.

Lu Gang sneered, collected all the other demons, and carried Wang Bo'an into a fleeing light.

Needless to say, he had eaten and slept in the open all the way. Lu Gang, who had killed numerous demons and demons, could be said to have used eighteen methods to deal with the sinners who colluded with the demons.

Three days later.

Lu Gang fell outside the underworld, holding Wang Boan in his hand, with only one breath left.

There is a deserted area ahead, and the wind blows and stirs up sand and dust on the ground, which is no different from the ordinary land.

"The Lieutenant of the Demon Slayer Division of Da Gan Demon Slaying Department has sent you one thousand three hundred and twenty-one demons. Please open the gate of hell!"

After Jingtai's method of catching monsters in one fell swoop and using magic to induce even the potential ones, the number of monsters in Daqian is now far less than before.

If it hadn't been for the Wang family to take the lead this time, less than a thousand demons would have been captured across the country in one month.

According to the purchase price of the Netherworld Underworld, one thousand low-grade demons, one hundred middle-grade demons, or one high-grade demon can be exchanged for Pure Yang elixir.

Since Li Long took the Pure Yang Elixir, he suddenly understood why Jingtai turned from a wise king to a faint king.

Not long after Lu Gang finished speaking, ripples appeared in the void.

Boom!

The rich Yin energy surged and changed, turning into a dark portal and slowly opening.

There is a plaque hanging on the door, which reads "Ghost Gate Pass of the Underworld" in seven large characters, with iron paintings and silver hooks, which is vigorous and powerful.

After the gate of hell was opened, Lu Gang stepped into it.

Even though he had already been there once, the rich Yin evil energy rushed towards his face, and he couldn't help but run the true energy to protect his body.

Wang Bo'an, a scholar, was shocked by this and his face turned pale as frost.

Behind the gate of hell stood two rows of eighteen Yin soldiers, some holding shackles and iron chains, or holding mourning sticks. When they saw Lu Gang coming in, the Yin soldiers led by them stepped forward to ask for guidance to the underworld.

The Netherworld is the place where ghosts return and where reincarnation takes place. Creation is required for strangers to enter. This is the rule set by the Emperor Fengdu.

The demon clan's heavenly palace was built quickly, and the Netherworld's underworld was not slow either.

The Book of Changes combined the legends about the underworld in previous lives and the advice of the evil Buddha, a know-it-all, to set down the laws of the underworld and build various palaces. The prototype of the underworld was already in place.

Lu Gang quickly took out the road guide, which was stamped with the seal of Emperor Fengdu.

Yin Bing glanced at Wang Bo'an and asked, "Who is this man? Is there a way to lead him?"

"General, this person is a criminal who colluded with demons. Your Majesty the Commander specifically gave this order."

Lu Gang explained: "He must be brought alive to the underworld to have a taste of the eighteen levels of hell."

"Collude with the devil!"

The eighteen Yin soldiers looked fierce and licked their lips. They fought with the demon to death. After hearing this, they wanted to eat Wang Bo'an alive.

Wang Bo'an cowered and hid behind Lu Gang. He was born into a wealthy family, and his scientific career was smooth sailing, so he could not bear such treatment.

At this time, he no longer has the momentum of a first-grade official, and he just wants to survive.

There is no reincarnation of the sun and the moon in the Netherworld. Dark clouds cover the sky, there are gusty winds, and there is a strong ghost atmosphere.

It won't take long for mortals to turn into Yin corpses after coming here, but it is a holy place for Yin souls to practice. In just a few months, the Yin soldiers who were originally low-grade have been promoted one after another.

Lu Gang dragged Wang Boan and walked north from Guimen Pass. On the way, he saw many ghosts escorting evil spirits.

The fierce ghosts are shackled, and if they walk too slowly, they will be whipped.

The black whip in the ghost's hand hit the ghost's body, scattering wisps of black mist. The ghost's body almost dispersed, and the pain went straight into his soul.

"Spare your life!"

"I'm dying!"

"Hate, hate!"

The cries of fierce ghosts and the screams of evil spirits add terror and majesty to the underworld.

Lu Gang noticed the fear in Wang Bo'an's eyes and said, "Master Wang, most of these fierce ghosts have committed crimes that harm people, but you colluded with demons and betrayed the human race, and the punishment you received is far more than a thousand times greater than theirs."

"Cough cough cough."

Wang Boan was so frightened that he coughed violently. He caught a glimpse of the dark stone on the ground and wanted to run into it.

Lu Gang seemed to have read through his thoughts and said quietly: "If you want to seek death, Lu will not stop you, but are you brave?"

"I must wait until I can be useful so that I can overcome the desperate situation and start over again!"

"In ancient times, there was crotch humiliation, but now there is..."

When Wang Bo'an argued, he didn't notice at all that his voice kept trembling.

Soon after.

Ahead, in the darkness, I saw a huge city with a sign on the city gate called Netherworld.

Countless Yin soldiers were coming in and out at the city gate, the ghost tide was surging, and the bustling city was no worse than Luojing.

Lu Gang stepped into the city, and because he was carrying a living person in his hand, he attracted the attention of the evil soldiers on the street.

One of them had the guts to ask about his origins, and learned that he was the captain of the Da Gan Demon Slayer Division. He asked if he could help bring a letter home.

"certainly."

Lu Gang knew that these underworld soldiers were soldiers who died outside the territory, so he readily agreed and took the initiative to introduce Wang Boan's charges.

"This is human rebellion!"

When the ghost soldiers in the city heard this, they were extremely angry with Wang Boan and followed Lu Gang all the way to the outside of the judge's palace.

The Judge's Palace is adjacent to the City Lord's Palace and is responsible for checking the crimes of evil spirits and ghosts and deciding which level of hell to send them to and how many years of punishment they will receive.

The eighteen levels of hell are not to punish the dead, but to shock the living.

Those who did evil things during life are lucky enough to die well, and they will go to hell to be punished after death to repay their karma.

When Lu Gang entered, the judge was interrogating a murderer.

The Yin soldiers in the palace were divided into two squads. The evil spirits were shackled with iron chains and were kneeling on the ground waiting for the sentence to be pronounced.

"Zhang Dafu, a native of Chijiao City, Dashun, was jealous of his neighbor's money. He attempted an attack with a knife but was killed. His resentment turned into a ghost, and he killed his neighbor and sent him to the Hell of a Oil Pot to be fried for ten years!"

When the judge spoke, he had already written down the sentence in official documents.

The ghost was so frightened that he screamed and prayed for a quick death. The evil spirits stepped forward to seal his tongue and took him to the Oil Pot Hell to be punished.

Lu Gang stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "I've met Mr. Fan."

The judge was none other than Fan Wujiu, a rare living person in the underworld.

He once served under the King of Yan and was responsible for the sentencing of punishments in the two states. The people respected him as Fan Qingtian. After joining the underworld, he was able to serve as a judge.

Fan Wujiu said: "Captain Lu, the demons brought by the Demon Slayer Department can be sent directly to the Demon Slayer Platform without being punished."

Lu Gang threw Wang Bo'an into the hall, handed over a document, and said: "The commander specifically ordered that Wang Bo'an colluded with the devil. It would be too cheap to die easily."

"It turned out to be Wang Shangshu. I have admired his name for a long time, but I never thought that we would meet here."

Fan Wujiu opened the document and found Wang Boan's crimes written on it. He pondered for a moment and said, "Colluding with demons and betraying the human race. Such serious crimes are rare in the underworld. Currently, only five of the eighteen levels of hell have been built. Each level will be punished for five years at first."

"Twenty-five years later, the other thirteen levels of hell will be built. Let's talk about sins again."

"Mr. Fan, this junior has no enmity or grudge against you, why did you harm me like this?"

Wang Bo'an doesn't know what hell is like, but he can understand the frying pan, and the other levels are no different.

"This is a rule set by the Lord. In view of the current situation, anyone involved in the case of the demon clan will be punished by three levels."

Fan Wujiu wrote down the punishment in an official document, but some sinister force forced Wang Boan to go to hell to accept the punishment.

The Yin soldiers who were watching outside shouted excitedly when they heard the verdict, and followed the Yin soldiers to watch. Some even shouted loudly, "We are proficient in all kinds of frying and cooking techniques, and we are willing to be responsible for the execution."

Wang Boan experienced torture all the way and was attacked by Yin Qi. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood out of fear and died.

"To die? What a beautiful idea!"

Yin Chai snorted coldly, threw out the soul-binding chain in his hand, and pulled out a soul from Wang Boan's body.

Soul looked confused for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he was immediately frightened.

Such a desperate need to live and die completely defeated Wang Bo'an's bottom line of defense, and Zhuang Ruo shouted wildly.

"Lord Fujun, spare your life!"

"I have made great contributions to Da Qian, and I have shed blood for His Majesty. You can't do this to me!"

"I know the top secrets of the demon clan and am willing to make contributions to the human race!"

"Your Majesty, save me!"

"..."

The voice echoed in the underworld and became one of countless screams, shocking the evil spirits in the future.

By the Wangchuan River.

Zhou Yi and White Lotus Evil Buddha sit opposite each other, next to them is the rolling yellow spring water.

Everything that happens in the underworld cannot be hidden from them.

"Amitabha!"

White Lotus Evil Buddha announced his name and said: "This person has a mysterious destiny and is very good at bewitching. Why don't the donor take him under his command? With his talent, he will definitely gain the trust of the demon clan and can be used as an internal response."

Zhou Yi snorted coldly: "But that's not all. Not only is this guy born rebellious, but he is also a person who can defeat the superior through punishment. A poor man would not dare to use it!"

"Hahaha, is there such a thing?"

White Lotus Evil Buddha looked innocent and said: "This poor monk is not good at physiognomy, so he saw it wrong."

Zhou Yi did not continue to delve deeper. The evil Buddha seemed to have surrendered, but in fact he was plotting at any time and anywhere.

If Zhou Yi had not had previous life experience and had sent Cui Yuan to break into the upper echelons of the demon clan, he might have been tempted by what the evil Buddha said.

"Fellow Taoist, stop caring about ordinary villains and think more about this formation that will freeze the Wangchuan River."

Zhou Yi said: "The core of the underworld is reincarnation, and all the other gates of hell, hell, and the palace of Yama are all appendages. You must not abandon the basics and chase the weak!"

"That's what the donor taught me!"

White Lotus Evil Buddha said: "The poor monk has lived a long time and has never heard the name of the underworld. All the positions and buildings in it seem to have really existed!"

"The entire netherworld, from the ten palaces of Yama to the soul-binding ghosts, is one and the same. It is definitely not the result of delusional conjecture!"

"The poor monk is very curious, where is the origin of fellow Taoist?"

When White Lotus Evil Buddha saw the simple underworld before, he went berserk on the spot and wanted to break up, but he was willing to stay after hearing Zhou Yi boast about his grand blueprint.

Now, except for the Wangchuan River, other underworld buildings have been built one after another, and the underworld has taken shape. The White Lotus Evil Buddha is becoming more and more curious about the origin of the Book of Changes.

Perhaps more ancient?

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