You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 139 The Underworld, I've finally descended!

"you?"

Chen Youwei re-examined Chen Yang and shook his head, saying, "I'm sorry, Master Chen, you... I'm afraid you can't do it!"

He had previously been researching the "Art of Walking in the Underworld" at the edge of the Misty Spirit Realm and did not see Chen Yang and Jiang He flying over together. When Jiang He introduced Chen Yang, he was very vague about Chen Yang's "identity" and only referred to Chen Yang as "Master Chen".

But Chen Youwei wasn't stupid.

How could someone who can get along with Minister Jiang be simple?
Ok?
Chen Yang frowned: "Why not?"

Chen Youwei did not answer directly, but asked, "Master Chen, have you ever heard of 'walking the underworld'?"
Chen Yang said, "I've heard some rumors about it... The so-called 'walking the underworld' is probably a magic technique that allows the soul to temporarily leave the body and enter the underworld through some special methods or rituals?"

"indeed so."

Chen Youwei said, "If I'm not mistaken, Master Chen is also a Taoist practitioner, isn't he?"

Chen Yang: "My father knows a little bit about Taoist magic, and I also practiced with him for a few days."

"Since Master Chen is a cultivator, he must know about the existence of the underworld!"

Chen Youwei explained to Chen Yang, "As the saying goes, Yin and Yang are different. When the souls of living people enter the underworld through the [Yin Walking Technique], it is considered smuggling. It's okay for weak souls, but if the soul is too strong, it is easy for the ghost messengers and ghost soldiers below to discover it."

"Since Master Chen is a cultivator, he must have already condensed his Yin spirit, right?"

"Your spiritual power is too strong. Once you are discovered, captured, and imprisoned in the underworld, you will not be able to return within three days, and your physical body will become stiff and die."

Every profession has its own set of "rules".

The act of "walking the underworld" involves the soul sneaking across the realms of the living and the dead, and it is subject to many intricacies.

However, Chen Yang was not afraid and said with a smile, "It's alright, as long as you can take me down, I will come back on my own."

"no!"

Chen Youwei refused, saying, "We are from the same clan; how could I harm you?"

Having finally found hope in "opening the path between Yin and Yang," how could Chen Yang give up? He immediately said, "Don't worry, Master Chen, I have a way to save my life."

Jiang He also laughed and said, "Any living soul may encounter trouble in the underworld, but Master Chen is absolutely immune... Master Chen, give it a try."

Seeing that Jiang He trusted Chen Yang so much, Chen Youwei stopped insisting.

He glanced at him again, secretly wondering... just who was this young man?
Da Xia had never heard of such a young expert, so why did Minister Jiang have so much confidence in him?

"In that case, I'll give it a try."

Chen Youwei said, "I need to make some preparations. I will start the Yin-Yang journey tonight at midnight."

"it is good!"

Chen Yang suppressed his excitement and said, "Then I will wait for Master Chen."

In this way, there was no need to rush to deal with the demon spirit of Five Elements Mountain. Fortunately, nothing happened, and Chen Yang searched online for some legends about "Five Elements Mountain".

Chen Youwei, on the other hand, left the mountain, borrowed a car from the stationed troops, and drove straight to Handan.

He didn't drive back to Wuxing Mountain until after 11 p.m., with many props in his car, including incense burners, candles, old-fashioned kerosene lamps, and handmade wax paper funeral clothes.

He used his compass to determine his location and eventually stopped at a weedy area on the edge of Wuxing Mountain.

"This is it."

Chen Youwei said, "Master Chen, please take off your shirt."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang took off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.

"Tsk tsk!"

As Chen Youwei took out his brush and inkstone, he couldn't help but say, "Your physique... doesn't look like that of a Taoist cultivator; it's more like that of a martial artist!"

"What happened to Wu Fu?"

Jiang He, standing to the side, glared angrily and cursed, "You two can keep messing around with your ghost-walking techniques, but don't mention us martial artists!"

Chen Youwei gave an awkward smile.

Having been used to looking down on martial artists, he almost forgot that Minister Jiang was also a martial artist. He immediately said, "Minister Jiang, you misunderstand. What I meant was that Master Chen has a strong body and beautiful muscle lines. This is a physique that only a martial artist can develop."

As she spoke, she pinched Chen Yang's pectoral muscle with her hand.

Damn it!
Chen Yang's face turned green.

"Master Chen, you can walk in the underworld, but why are you making me take off my clothes?"

Could it be that this old man has some kind of peculiar fetish and is trying to take advantage of me?

Chen Youwei ground the ink, dipped the brush in it, and with a swift movement, wrote a series of strokes on Chen Yang's chest. Chen Yang looked down, but because the characters were written in connected strokes and due to the angle, he couldn't recognize them.

"Go...to the Western Paradise?"

Jiang He examined it for a moment and said, "Master Chen, this is 'walking in the underworld'... Isn't it unlucky to write these three characters?"

Chen Youwei put away his brush and explained, "Minister Jiang, this isn't three characters, but one... it's '奠', the '奠' in '祭奠' (sacrifice/consecration)!"

"The art of 'walking the underworld' involves the living soul leaving the body and descending to the underworld to avoid being discovered by the underworld officials and ghosts. We need to make the living soul that is walking the underworld look like a dead soul."

"........."

Chen Yang said, "Master Chen, there's no need for such trouble. Just send me down directly." "How can that be?"

Chen Youwei said solemnly, "The art of walking through the underworld is a forbidden art. If one is not careful, one's soul will perish and one's body will be destroyed. We cannot be careless!"

He then took out seven kerosene lamps, lit them one by one, and arranged them on the ground according to the orientation of the Big Dipper. He then took out a bag of white powder from his pocket, divided it into seven portions, and sprinkled them on the ground.

"This is bone meal, made from the bones of black dogs, ground into powder!"

Chen Youwei then took out a long incense stick and a white banner, and planted them in the ground according to the formation.

"This incense is for guiding the soul, and this banner is for guiding the soul. It can guide Master Chen's way... In addition, I have also prepared a set of paper burial clothes for Master Chen. Master Chen only needs to wear this set of burial clothes to deceive the underworld messengers and ghost soldiers."

After arranging everything, Chen Youwei dressed Chen Yang in a paper shroud made of yin-yang symbols and laid a mat on the ground.

“Master Chen, we are in the middle of nowhere and the conditions are limited. There is no bed, so please make some adjustments to this mat.”

Chen Yang understood and lay down.

Chen Youwei lit the incense to guide the soul, waved the soul-guiding banner, and began the ritual, kneeling on the ground and chanting incantations—

"Disciple Chen Youwei kowtows to the Heavenly Emperor and Earthly Queen, all the gods and spirits of the heavens, the countless stars in the sky, the King of Hell, and the City God, Earth God, Mountain God, Five Paths Generals, Wandering Generals, and all the benevolent gods and protectors of this place!"

"Seven guiding lamps are here to open the Ghost City of the Underworld for the Taoist disciple Chen Yang. Furthermore, by order of the Seven Star Lords of the Big Dipper, the divine lords attach themselves to the flames of the lamps to guard the three souls and seven spirits of disciple Chen Yang and prevent them from wandering away at will!"

brush!
With a flick of his wrist, Chen Youwei sent two red ropes flying out and tying them to Chen Yang's ankles.

He then held incense sticks in both hands and used the smoke as a brush to draw a peculiar talisman in the air. His body trembled slightly, and his eyes showed undisguised excitement.

Jiang He couldn't help but ask, "Master Chen, why are you so agitated?"

Chen Youwei chuckled and said, "Minister Jiang, you may not know this, but when I was a child, I learned the skill of walking on the path of the underworld from my grandfather. It is a skill that severs the path between the Yin and Yang. I have been learning it for decades but have never used it."

"Now that this is my first time venturing into the underworld, I am naturally filled with excitement. I only hope that I can succeed... and send Master Chen to the underworld!"

"........."

Lying on the floor mat, Chen Yang felt a surge of rage.

So this guy is even more excited than me!
As the smoke of the soul-guiding incense wafted into his nose, Chen Yang suddenly felt his soul lighten, and then his Yin spirit floated out from his Niwan Palace... In the eyes of Jiang He and Chen Youwei, they saw Chen Yang lying on the ground, his body and soul separated. His physical body was still lying there, but his soul sat up from the ground.

Moreover, the character "祭" (sacrifice) drawn on the chest of the body and the paper shroud on the body were actually worn by the "yin spirit".

The Yin spirit condensed from his soul was incredibly solid and powerful; as soon as it appeared, a cold wind blew and black smoke rose around him.

Chen Youwei was startled and exclaimed, "What...what is this? Why does Master Chen's soul possess such powerful Yin energy?"

Chen Yang glanced at his physical body, then looked at Chen Youwei and smiled, "Master Chen, don't be afraid. My cultivation method is special, so it is like this... Please continue your spell to send me to the underworld!"

Chen Youwei composed himself and instructed, "Master Chen, after you have finished your business in the underworld, come back immediately. Do not linger. You must return to the living world before dawn... otherwise, something may happen that will prevent you from returning!"

"Remember, never inquire about your own death date, never agree to let a ghost take your body back to life, and never pick up items from the underworld. Remember, remember!"

He pointed.

The incense in his hand burned out quickly, and the smoke turned into a cloud of smoke that merged with the seven pieces of black dog bone powder on the ground. The smoke extended and changed, and actually turned into a black dog!
Chen Youwei stuffed a blood-stained bun into Chen Yang's hand and said, "This is a bun dipped in rooster blood. Master Chen, just follow this black dog. If it barks, break off a piece and throw it to it."

"Call it again, and toss it another piece."

"According to the Yin-traveling technique passed down to me by my grandfather, you need to feed it seven times along the way. Remember not to finish feeding it beforehand, and don't leave any steamed buns after the seven times!"

Wow!

With a wave of the soul-guiding banner, Chen Youwei said, "Master Chen, it's midnight. Let's set off."

The black dog started walking forward.

Chen Yang stared at the black dog and followed closely behind.

He felt the night ahead getting darker and darker until it was pitch black, but even in this pitch-black environment, he could clearly see the black dog.

I don't know how long I walked...

"Wang!"

The black dog barked once, squatted down, wagged its tail, and stopped moving forward.

Chen Yang pinched off a piece of the blood-stained bun and threw it away.

The black dog ate the blood-stained bun before continuing its journey.

Chen Yang followed the black dog and continued walking. He didn't know how long he had walked when suddenly the darkness ahead began to fade. As he moved forward, a dimly lit world appeared in Chen Yang's field of vision.

A blood moon hung high in the sky.

Fog permeated everywhere.

Ahead lay a seemingly endless "Road to the Underworld".

"Wang!"

The black dog stopped moving and squatted on the ground, wagging its tail and barking.

Chen Yang kicked the black dog away, laughed loudly, and exclaimed excitedly, "The underworld... I've finally come down here!"

(End of this chapter)