After listening to Qingfeng's story, the two gods Black and White were very angry.
"This abominable Pan Heihu and our brothers didn't take him back to the underworld at first.
We didn't expect that he would cause such a big mess.
Don't worry, even if he becomes a demon, he is also a ghost.
We two brothers will take care of this matter."
Wu Chang said through gritted teeth.
"Two divine kings, the name of the evil spirit is Pan Heihu."
Although the master and the disciple had seen the oath in the underground palace of Baisi with their own eyes, except for Yue Shikui's name, the names of the other two people were a little blurry.
Wu Chang mentioned the name of Cheng Mo Li Gui, Qing Feng couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, his name is Pan Heihu.
He is a greedy man who sells goods to others for glory.
For his own glory and wealth, he can kill his brothers and serve two monarchs.
According to the laws of the underworld, he will be thrown into the torture chamber and suffer," Hei Wuchang said calmly. .
"Yes, he did do a lot of unscrupulous things during his lifetime," Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh.
"A heinous ghost who refuses to accept the punishment of the underworld has already committed a serious crime.
We don't need to alert the Lord of Hell here.
We two brothers can take him down."
Bai Wuchang continued.
Hearing this, Xin Yun was so excited that he almost jumped up.
"Master, the two gods have agreed, you don't have to worry anymore."
Qingfeng shook his head, signaled Xin Yun to stop talking, and continued to speak to the two gods, Black and White.
"Two gods, I'm afraid it's not that simple.
In Pindao's opinion, it would be better to report this matter to Lord Yama here."
"Are you worried that the two of us brothers can't deal with that Pan Heihu?"
Bai Wuchang asked, with a trace of displeasure on his pale face.
"Shenjun is overly worried.
Pindao didn't mean that.
He just wanted to handle the matter more carefully," Qingfeng explained hurriedly.
"When we two brothers capture Pan Heihu, it won't be too late to report it to Lord Yan here," Hei Wuchang continued.
"Okay, then I'll help the two gods," Qingfeng thanked.
"You don't have to be polite, this is the responsibility of the two of us brothers.
I have to thank you, master and disciple, for coming here to explain this matter to us," Bai Wuchang said calmly.
"The two gods have come out to see me.
I want to ask.
Pan Heihu's whereabouts are uncertain.
I wonder if the two gods have any magic method to find him."
Qingfeng continued to ask.
"Tianshi, there is no need to bother you.
We two brothers naturally have special skills.
To be honest, we can lure that Pan Heihu here now," Hei Wuchang said confidently.
"The two divine monarchs are really powerful."
Xin Yun extended his thumb.
"Thank you, let's stop talking and quickly lure that damn Pan Heihu over."
Hei Wuchang replied calmly, and Bai Wuchang nodded along with him.
Then Bai Wuchang raised the soul-calling whip in his hand, muttering something in his mouth, and began to wave it in the air.
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After a while, the all-white Soul Whip flew out by itself, then landed and penetrated deeply into the ground, leaving only the upper part of the Soul Whip exposed.
"Master, how come this soul whip grows like a tree on the ground and can lead Pan Heihu to the underworld?"
Xin Yun quietly asked Master Qingfeng for advice.
"The two gods are righteous gods, so they naturally have some skills.
No need to say more, we just wait here," Qingfeng whispered back.
Xin Yun nodded and said nothing.
The all-white Soul Whip was inserted into the ground and changed after a while.
The top of the whip stretched outwards, and the messy thorns began to grow like branches of a small tree, slowly growing in all directions.
"I didn't expect that this soul whip could have such a magical effect," Qingfeng whispered to himself, but his disciple Xin Yun still heard him.
He didn't know the details of this soul whip, and was very curious.
Although the master didn't allow him to say anything just now, he still couldn't help but ask quietly.
"Master, what is the origin of this soul whip?"
"Speaking of this called the soul whip, it is actually the crying stick that people hold in their hands when they cry in mourning," Qingfeng said calmly.
"Ah, Master, I don't know how, that thing has become a magic weapon."
"The soul of a person after death will wander around and must be brought back to the underworld by the two gods of black and white."
"Master, this disciple understands" "You don't know something.
The souls of those who died will not follow others unless they see the crying stick prepared by their family members," Qingfeng said seriously.
"There is such a miraculous master, why can such an inconspicuous crying stick have such great power?"
Xin Yun still asked curiously.
"People in the world respect their ancestors the most.
This crying stick is a symbol of the living people's grief for their dead ancestors.
Although Yin and Yang are separated, God has the virtue of good life, so this crying stick becomes the only thing that can be identified by the soul of the deceased."
Qingfeng He replied calmly.
"But Master, there are still many people who die young in this world and they have no heirs.
So the crying sticks made by their parents cannot be used."
Xin Yun had a unique idea.
"You are too worried about the people who died without heirs.
They can only be given to people with white hair and black hair.
The crying stick can only be made by parents and elders.
It can also express grief, so the crying stick has a more appropriate name, called Parents squat or children and grandchildren kneel," Qingfeng sighed.
"This name is indeed very appropriate.
When parents lose their children, they squat on the ground in grief.
When the elders pass away, the children and grandchildren kneel down in memory of them."
Tears fell to the ground.
His apprentice, Qingfeng, is naturally the one who understands him best.
When he thinks of his deceased mother, even an outsider can't help crying and sighing after hearing this.
"Xin Yun, don't worry, your mother is fine."
Qingfeng smiled and persuaded.
"Master, I understand."
Xin Yun quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
At this time, the white soul-calling whip has grown into a lush tree with long hanging branches.
"Master, look at these long hanging branches, they look a bit like willow branches," Xin Yun said, looking at the big tree that was all white and looked like paper.
"Yes, the willow tree has the intention to stay."
Qingfeng nodded, but he didn't know what Bai Wuchang was going to do next.
"The clan tree has been planted.
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We can call Pan Heihu over."
Bai Wuchang smiled and said to Hei Wuchang.
"I don't think it's possible to hang Pan's clan name on it."
After Hei Wuchang finished speaking, he threw out the soul chain in his hand and hung it directly on the big tree transformed from the soul whip.
In an instant, the soul-locking chains hanging on the big branches turned into pieces of tablets.
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