Ascension failed, the system took me away

For ordinary creatures, they need flesh, blood and soul to be a complete individual.

The body of the Yin God is quite special, in that the soul alone is a complete existence.

The physical body is a cocoon to them.

The moment of death is the moment of breaking out of the cocoon, ushering in a true new life.

When Nie Xiaoqian was eighteen years old, she was killed by the tree demon and her soul was enslaved to become her minions.

And her special soul, which was not as fragile as other ghosts, also attracted the attention of the tree demon.

Arrange the ghost hand to find the crack that allowed it to escape to the human world by chance.

Nie Xiaoqian was transported to the underworld and presented to her as a gift to her immediate superior, the Black Mountain Demon.

The fate of this female ghost was full of twists and turns, and her experiences in death were more exciting than those in life.

From the daughter of a wealthy family, she became a lackey of a tree demon, and then to the fiancée of a powerful demon.

Now she has become Meng Po, one of the people in charge of the reincarnation in the underworld.

It can be said that he became a security guard directly after graduating from university, avoiding decades of detours.

However, he was just an ordinary person who had never been exposed to spiritual practice. Even after becoming a ghost, he did not discover anything special about himself.

This cognitive barrier made Nie Xiaoqian feel a little overwhelmed after gaining power.

It's like a primitive man in a tribe picking up a fighter jet. Not only can he not start it and make it fly, he can't even understand the instruction manual thrown in his face.

Bai Xin had no choice but to write a set of fool-proof tutorials for beginners, so that the newbie Nie Xiaoqian could master Meng Po's power step by step.

When the underworld system was first established, Meng Po might have been the name of a powerful god or practitioner.

Gradually it evolved into a divine position, and Meng Po became the title of this position.

According to the small leader Zhang San, the first Meng Po might be Nüying, the wife of Emperor Shun.

Legend has it that Emperor Shun died during his southern tour to Cangwu and was buried in Mount Jiuyi.

After hearing the news, his wives Ehuang and Nvying traveled thousands of miles to find their husband. When they arrived at the bank of the Xiang River, they hugged a bamboo and cried bitterly.

Tears fell on the bamboo, and spots appeared on it. The bamboo with spots is what later generations called Xiangfei bamboo.

Many people have held the position of Meng Po, but Zhang San does not know exactly how many people there are and who they are.

It is rumored that this Meng Po is Meng Jiangnu who cried down the Great Wall during the Qin Dynasty, but it is just a rumor and the details are unknown.

However, there is one thing Bai Xin can be sure of, that is, the authority of the priesthood did not disappear along with the gods.

Through Nie Xiaoqian's experiment, she successfully inherited the position of Meng Po.

After following the guidance of the novice tutorial, the newbie Nie Xiaoqian finally mastered the making of Mengpo Soup.

And he can use the power of Naihe Bridge to a certain extent, giving him some ability to protect himself.

But as a daughter of a wealthy family who had never been involved in domestic violence, she had never been in a fight.

Even if you have divine power in your hands, you can't exert its maximum power, but it is enough to refine Meng Po soup.

The main ingredients of this holy water of the underworld are the water of the Forgotten River and the red spider lily.

Using special means, Meng Po soup is refined to wash away the past of the deceased.

To put it simply, the soul is formatted, and then it will be thrown into the six realms of reincarnation and reborn.

Except for some special beings with the above special orders, reincarnation is generally random.

The causes in the previous life will not reflect the results in the next life.

Because they were all paid for in the torment of purgatory.

After all, for a person who has forgotten his past, the misfortune he faces after reincarnation has nothing to do with his previous life.

The cause and effect of this world will be determined by the world.

However, there are also some opinions that advocate the theory of karma from previous lives and retribution in this life, mainly in the Western Buddhist sect.

This is also where the ideological conflicts between Taoism and Buddhism lie.

This is also the reason why Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Buddhist ambassador to the underworld, is not welcome.

But now they have all disappeared, and the underworld system is about to fall into Bai Yin's hands.

Whether it is the Nine Nether Hell of Taoism or the Eighteen Levels of Hell of Buddhism, Bai Yin feels that they are both lacking in quality.

Tortures of ghosts such as mountains of swords and seas of fire, tongue-pulling, frying pans of oil, wind, thunder, and ice are all too monotonous.

As a conservative, Bai Xin believes that Hell's one-stop service should keep pace with the times and should not be too conservative.

He plans to build a hell park and launch a brand new hell package based on what he has learned throughout his life.

Let the evil creatures come down to carry rice and see how high they can carry.

The first step is to reflect the evil they have done upon themselves and let them experience it for themselves.

……

"Very good, you can now stand on your own."

Seeing that Nie Xiaoqian's technique in refining Mengpo soup was becoming more and more proficient, Bai Yin nodded approvingly.

This newbie learns pretty fast.

Nie Xiaoqian bowed slightly and said, "It's all thanks to Senior Bai's good teaching."

Then he looked at the empty Naihe Bridge and couldn't help wondering, "Senior, why are there no other ghosts here?"

"It will be available soon. You continue to make Meng Po soup and accumulate some stock." Bai Qin turned around and said.

After saying this, his figure disappeared in an instant, taking the small leader Zhang San away with him.

The only person left on the Naihe Bridge was the new Mengpo Nie Xiaoqian, and the entire place was deserted with no other ghosts.

The only sound was the rushing water of the Forgotten River and the occasional chilly breeze that brought a chill to the soul.

Nie Xiaoqian looked around and felt a sense of loneliness.

She couldn't help but shudder and felt a little scared.

But when he felt the divine power in his body, he was not so panicked anymore.

Standing on the Naihe Bridge, he obediently followed Bai Yin's instructions and accumulated the stock of Mengpo Soup.

……

Under the leadership of Zhang San, Bai Yin came to Fengdu, the main city of the underworld.

However, the Blood Demon had already arrived, wielding the God-Slaying Sword and killing everyone in his path.

Fighting against him were some humanoid creatures holding steel forks, with wings on their backs, green faces and fangs.

These are the native creatures of the underworld, the Yakshas.

They all looked strange and ferocious, but they were no match for a single sword.

The sword of the God-Slaying Blade flashed across the sky, chopping the besieging Yakshas into pieces like cutting melons and vegetables.

The blood demon looked excited, and kept killing with a bloodthirsty laugh.

In fact, he could kill all these small fry with a snap of his fingers.

But the art of blood refining that he cultivated made him like this kind of bloody massacre.

He was fascinated by the pleasure of tearing the flesh and blood of living beings with every knife.

This is his little hobby, or rather a quirk of the strong.

It's rare to encounter such a resistant creature, the Blood Demon was in high spirits, using his white knife to attack with his red knife.

The Yakshas were defeated, but no one died instantly.

The pain of their souls being torn apart made them even more manic, and their bodies changed strangely, and it seemed that the more pain they felt, the stronger they became.

It is a very good sandbag for the blood demon, and it is very exciting to chop it.

"Stop playing around and get rid of it quickly." Bai Xin urged.

He could see that these Yakshas had a high tolerance for pain and were very warlike creatures.

However, once the soul is torn apart by the God-Slaying Sword, it will be destroyed sooner or later.

Their outburst in pain is similar to a last gasp of energy; the greater the overdrawn power, the faster they die.

Hearing the order, the Blood Demon stopped with a look of reluctance.

"Haha, you guys may be ugly, but you're actually quite entertaining."

After saying that, he knocked the God-Slaying Sword in his hand to the ground, and the devilish sound that penetrated the soul echoed.

The Yakshas that had already entered a state of rage suddenly froze, fell straight to the ground, and fell asleep.

The Blood Demon took out the Contract of the Gods and collected all the Yakshas into it.

He really likes this group of tough-to-cut sandbags, so he'll raise them first.

On the other side, Bai Yin had already walked into the Senluo Palace.