While Meng Zhang was thinking, almost all the monks who were preparing to go to the underworld had gathered.
Princess Chunyu was still muttering to the side, saying that she didn’t know how much favors and face Zhenjun Mo Qing would cost Ouyang Jian when he went to the underworld this time.
It seems that not only Meng Zhang, but also the well-informed Princess Chunyu did not know in advance that True Lord Mo Qing would set off with Ouyang Jian.
Although Ouyang Jian has the title of Prince of Swords, he is a prince of the opposite **** and not a real member of the royal family.
He neither has the qualifications to pass the special channel by virtue of his identity, nor the ability to recommend others.
This time, in order to send Ouyang Joajin’s soul to the underworld with Zhenjun Mo Qing, he really showed off his old face and begged for mercy in front of Emperor Bawu.
At this time, Emperor Bawu, accompanied by his national advisor Chunyu Zhongda, flew over from a distance.
With their identities, of course they are not subject to the restrictions of the air-forbidden circle in the imperial city.
This special space passage is of great importance. Every time it is opened, Emperor Bawu needs to personally come forward.
As the supreme leader of the Dali Dynasty, he will feel at ease only if he personally controls the opening of the passage.
After arriving at the school grounds, Emperor Bawu glanced at the school grounds.
Many monks have gathered on the campus.
These monks are all innocent and tested people.
The only monk from the Hai Ling Sect who was not very familiar with it not only paid a huge price to gain the opportunity to use the special channel, but also provided a reliable guarantee.
Emperor Bawu felt that time was almost up, and even if there were really late monks, he would not wait any longer.
He and Chunyu Zhongda looked at each other and started to take action.
Bawu Emperor pointed forward with one hand, and a huge altar suddenly appeared in the center of the originally empty school grounds.
He and Chunyu Zhongda flew to the front of the altar together, and then landed.
At this time, night had already fallen, and a crescent moon appeared in the sky.
Since we are opening the passage to the underworld, we should naturally avoid the day when Yang Qi is strong and choose the night when Yin Qi is abundant.
Emperor Bawu bowed before the altar and chanted the incantation in a low voice, while he kept sealing the seals with his hands.
After a moment, a green flame suddenly lit up in the middle of the altar.
After seeing the flames appear, Emperor Bawu stretched out his hands and piled a lot of items in front of the altar.
This pile of items was probably sacrifices. Emperor Bawu carefully threw them into the flames one by one.
The flame, which was originally only the size of a fist, began to expand rapidly after being put into the sacrifice.
Emperor Bawu moved very quickly, and within a short time, he put all the sacrifices into it.
The flame in the center of the altar also expanded to the point where it was larger than a person.
Seeing that the fire was almost done, Emperor Bawu recited a spell loudly.
Another moment passed, and the flame in the center of the altar suddenly shot out lines of fire.
The flames outlined a strange pattern not far in front of the altar.
After the pattern appeared, there was a sharp flash.
Without a few flashes, a huge portal appeared there.
While Emperor Bawu was casting the spell, the national preceptor Chunyu Zhongda stood by and seemed to be protecting him.
Meng Zhang has never seen True Lord Yangshen take action before.
When he was in the Heavenly Palace, he had come into contact with Granny Liansi, and even saw Granny Liansi take action.
But the level of the void-returning power was too high, and he simply couldn’t understand the mystery.
Originally, he was prepared to experience the power of True Lord Yangshen.
But Emperor Bawu was obviously casting spells according to a specific ritual and did not reveal much of his strength at all.
This made Meng Zhang, who had been staring, a little disappointed.
After the portal appeared, Emperor Bawu finished casting the spell and then gave the order directly.
“You can go in one by one now.”
“After three months, someone will open the channel again on the other side of the channel. At that time, it will be your return.”
After finishing speaking, Emperor Bawu said no more, but flew to the top of the altar together with Imperial Master Chunyu Zhongda, silently watching the crowd below.
Although these monks had different origins, under the watchful eye of Emperor Bawu, they did not dare to run around at will, but maintained a certain order.
On the ground, there were several monks who maintained order and began to lead everyone into the huge portal in an orderly manner.
Under their leadership, the cultivators on the school grounds filed in and quickly disappeared from the school grounds.
Meng Zhang and Princess Chunyu entered the portal along with the crowd.
Meng Zhang has had many experiences of space teleportation and is no stranger to this kind of situation.
He felt dizzy, and the scene in his eyes kept changing.
Every time you teleport through space, the situation changes differently depending on the conditions of the space barriers and the difficulty of traveling through the space.
The space passage leading to the underworld from the Dali Dynasty was very stable, so Meng Zhang did not feel much discomfort.
I don’t know how long it took. It seemed like an instant or a long time. All the strange phenomena in Meng Zhang’s eyes disappeared, and his feelings returned to normal.
Meng Zhang’s eyesight dimmed, and he came to a huge square.
Watching many cultivators entering the huge portal, Emperor Bawu remained silent and just observed carefully.
After everyone went in, nothing strange happened.
After a while, the huge portal began to disappear.
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Chunyu Zhongda glanced at Emperor Bawu and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn’t.
Bawu Emperor and Chunyu Zhongda have known each other for many years, and they have always supported each other to reach this point today.
Although Chunyu Zhongda did not speak, Emperor Bawu had already understood what he meant based on his understanding of him.
“Are you still worried about Mo Qing?” Emperor Bawu asked.
“For so many years, Mo Qing has been staying at home. At this time, suddenly going to the underworld with Ouyang Jian is always a little confusing.”
Chunyu Zhongda said solemnly.
“Mo Qing and Ouyang Jian have been friends for many years, so it’s not surprising that they got together.”
“Ouyang Jian even lowered his face to beg me, and the reason is so legitimate. I have no reason to disagree.”
Emperor Bawu has been the emperor of the Dali Dynasty for so many years, but he still doesn’t like me. Especially in front of a good friend like Chunyu Zhongda, he still likes to call himself me.
Chunyu Zhongda glanced at Emperor Bawu and stopped talking.
He knew that Ouyang Jian, an old man, relied on his seniority and seniority to rely on his elders. Sometimes, when his temper breaks out, he won’t even give up Emperor Bawu’s face.
Bawu Emperor looked calm on the surface, but in fact he couldn’t stand this old guy.
This old guy is now taking the initiative to bow his head to Emperor Bawu and beg for mercy. Emperor Bawu is not to mention how happy he is. How could he refuse his request?