After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

However, within two to three hundred years, things and people in the underworld have also changed, and all the four ghost kings in the underworld have been replaced.

The clone of Immortal Lord Guyue had already been summoned back to the fairy world.

Liu Yandaojun, Chen Yuanniang's master, had ascended to the upper realm two hundred years after the ascension passage to the Beichen Small Realm opened.

Yes, ghost cultivators can also ascend, but the corresponding places are different.

Qianbei, Hua Changfeng's father, was knocked out of his wits by Gu Yue's clone as early as two hundred years ago.

Yun Shuo finally died in the Ascension Tribulation Thunder.

Therefore, even Hua Changfeng and Chen Yuanniang, who were born in the underworld of Beichen, no longer have any acquaintances.

Chen Yuanniang said, "Senior, how do we get in?"

She and Hua Changfeng are both in the realm of transformation into gods. Even if they come to the lower realm, there is no need to suppress their cultivation.

As for the conditions required by the Underworld Secret Realm, they can be temporarily suppressed.

Ye Lige herself has been shrinking in the mustard space, but there is a puppet that looks like her, with a spiritual consciousness attached to it, which can walk outside on her behalf.

When he heard Chen Yuanniang's words, he said casually: "Just break in!"

Things are different now. When he first entered, he was just a young foundation-building monk.

He was young and weak, so he naturally had to follow the rules.

Nowadays, even if the cultivation level is suppressed, there is no need to be so cautious.

Chen Yuanniang's eyes lit up, "Yes, why didn't I think of that?"

Her mind was still stuck on how to obtain the quota to enter the secret realm, and she never thought about breaking in directly.

Hua Changfeng also smiled, "Senior said it is true!"

Therefore, when the four ghost kings of the underworld struggled to open the entrance to the underworld's secret realm, they didn't even have time to take a breath.

Suddenly, I felt a few afterimages flash past me, and I plunged into the underworld secret realm where the situation was not yet stable.

If a few people simply break in, it will be fine if a few places are missed.

What's even more annoying is that as soon as those people entered, they heard a loud roar.

The thick fog reappeared, getting heavier and heavier, so much so that it covered the entrance and concealed the existence of the secret realm of Huangquan.

The secret realm of Huangquan that had just been opened disappeared mysteriously.

The four ghost kings were furious, "Which bastard did this?"

Not only the four ghost kings, but also a group of ghost cultivators were also cursed by the country.

I couldn't help but be angry, every hope that came my way was shattered silently.

Ye Lige said: ...This is not me, really!

It turned out that the great monk Butian, who was recovering in seclusion, suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

The invisible fear climbed up like a poisonous snake, suffocating me several times.

"not good!"

Bu Dian screamed secretly, quickly released his powerful consciousness, and first looked outside the realm.

You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

Without his forcible intervention, Huangquan Secret Realm returned to its old trajectory, approaching the Huangquan intersection in Beichen Xiaojie.

Moreover, it is slowly opening.

At the moment, I no longer cared much about it, and quickly used my magic power to force the underworld secret realm to change its path.

As the saying goes, if you haven't done anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door.

There are ghosts in my heart and ghosts everywhere, so I dare not get close.

It was also thanks to Ye Lige and his group that since they didn't have a spot in the Underworld Secret Realm, they rushed in based on the principle of being the first to take the lead.

Once you miss it, even if you can get in, you will have some trouble.

The secret realm was closed, and Monk Budian thought he was safe.

Then, he continued to retreat without any distractions.

This also led to the fact that only Ye Lige and his party entered the Underworld Secret Realm this time.

With Ye Lige's understanding of space magic, when the Great Monk Butian intervened to close the Underworld Secret Realm, he had already artificially felt it.

Moreover, he also followed the force to find the point of exertion, and locked the general direction of Bu Dian.

Now that she has come in, she is no longer in a hurry.

"Let's walk around first!"

"Okay!"

Sneaking all the way, Ye Lige even released his luxurious carriage.

Returning to a familiar place, the green dragon horses neighed together and ran briskly.

The further inside he went, the deeper his frown deepened.

Chen Yuanniang and Hua Changfeng were both entering for the first time, so they were not too impressed yet.

Not so for Ye Lige, she has been here once.

There is a huge difference between the two.

The last time I came here, there was a remnant soul whose origin I didn’t know. Although I didn’t know how to cultivate, it was definitely not easy to mess with.

Even if he is as strong as Bu Dian, he would not dare to confront him head-on.

Remnant Soul and Bu Dian formed an evenly matched confrontation, reaching a strange balance where no one dared to become bigger.

At that time, a temple would appear everywhere from time to time, with one or two Sa statues inside.

Generally speaking, Buddhism is not prosperous enough and has little incense.

It's very different now. Basically, there are temples in every village and bald heads everywhere.

The original earth temple and mountain temple were also overthrown and rebuilt into monk temples.

The original idols were chopped and smashed, with missing arms and legs visible everywhere.

Among these glorious new temples, there is only one Buddha, the great monk Butian.

And standing behind him was a man with lowered eyebrows and lowered head. He was so beautiful that he didn't look like a real person. He was Pudding who was tricked by Ye Lige not long ago.

After visiting several small temples in succession, Ye Lige was completely numb.

Miao Zhu, who was accompanying him, continued to introduce, "This is the Buddha in our world, and those who serve behind him are the disciples of Buddha.

For the sake of this barren place like ours, Lord Buddha did not hesitate to descend in his true form to save the world. "

Ye Lige nodded frequently, "Yeah, Buddhas are all tall and selfless, right?"

Miao Fu smiled kindly, "Buddha loves the world, Amitabha!"

The implication is: Give alms, lose a little more sesame oil money, the more the better!

Ye Lige smiled harmlessly, "Amitabha, compassionate and merciful, the Dharma is boundless and enlightens all things. It can be given, and naturally it can also be taken, right abbot?"

The corners of the temple director's mouth began to twitch violently: Where did this shameless person come from? Lord Buddha, hurry up and chop people to death!

Helplessly, his Buddha couldn't hear his call and was in retreat to heal his wounds and practice in depth.

Ye Lige didn't care about this. She didn't ask whether taking it by herself was stealing. She had asked, and using the technique to take it directly was the correct way to open it.

Speaking of this, Ye Lige would also like to thank Master Changjing of Leiyin Temple.

Master Changjing was a Buddhist cultivator with a broad mind, and his head was as bright as the sun, shining even on a marginal figure like Ye Lige.

If Master Changjing had not given him the merit cultivation technique, Ye Lige would not have been able to take away the power of faith belonging to the great monk Bu Dian.

For these numerous small temples, perhaps, the great monk needs a quantitative accumulation process.

After accumulating a little, come back to collect it.

But Ye Lige didn't mind. Like a mouse in a rice vat, she started to snatch the power of faith that should have belonged to the great monk Bu Dian.

The power of faith, what a good thing, what a great opportunity!

Some temple ministers dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out. Although they could not understand Ye Lige's actions, they also knew that they did not do anything good.

Ye Lige kindly explained to them, "You people are too stingy. Buddha is smiling so happily. He must be happy to see it happen. How can you be so idle?"

Everyone: ...It makes sense, but they are unable to refute it!

Some people dare to be angry and speak out, so it's better to just start fighting. What's the point of being polite?

Then, Ye Lige also said the same thing. She said: "Fighting and killing are what martial artists do. As a Buddhist cultivator who eats fasting, chants Buddha's name and does good to others, is this appropriate?"

Everyone: Is it possible that we should give it away?

Ye Lige applauded, "Yes, when I slap your left cheek, you should stretch your right cheek over again. Didn't your Buddha teach you this?"

Everyone: Is this what the Buddha said?

Ye Lige: "You can invite your Buddha to confront me!"

A young bald man said angrily, "Please, please, no one is afraid of whom!"