Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 727

What is the reincarnation standard of Yin Division?
This question really stumped Xu Zhiqiong.

Is it by sin?
Sin karma grows on the head of the body, and these dead souls who come to the underworld have no sin karma on their heads.

What else can we rely on if we don't rely on sin karma?
Xu Zhiqiong didn't answer, Zhuo Ling'er spoke from the side: "We've seen a lot of meditators, and I haven't heard of them collecting money from dead souls."

Zhou Gongxian snorted coldly and said, "If we don't accept money, what do we live on?"

Zhuo Ling'er was speechless.

This thing is indeed a bit complicated.

Judges earn their own livelihood, because judges spend most of their time in the yang world.

Meditation practitioners all live in the underworld, and only those who have cultivated to the fifth rank of black and white impermanence are eligible to leave the underworld.

What do they do for a living?Zhuo Ling'er hadn't explored this matter either.

Xu Zhiqiong's eyes were blurred, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhou Gongxian looked at the inkstone again.

A capital official named Ren Yukui shouted from the side: "We usually spend our days in the Yin Division. The Yin Division does not produce food or money. We have to earn a living for ourselves. Is this also a crime?"

Hei Wuchang Dai Huiqin said: "Yan Jun took some funerals from the dead souls, and gave us a few impermanent envoys to go to the yang world in exchange for some food and clothing. It's just earning money for living, and you have to survive as a errand."

Everyone shouted their grievances, and Xu Zhiqiong's attention seemed to be attracted by them.

Zhou Gongxian slowly moved near the inkstone.

Xu Zhiqiong glanced at him from the corner of his eye, but remained calm.

Zhou Gongxian's actions were not too subtle, at least in Xu Zhiqiong's view, his intentions were obvious and his methods were very clumsy.

In the previous battles, Zhou Gongxian's combat strength was far from what the Fourth Rank Yan Lord should have.

But Zhou Gongxian at least showed a little sophistication and composure.

Now even the most basic sophistication is gone.

If you want to get the inkstone back, at least you have to hide it. Why do you always stare at the inkstone and insist on arousing my suspicion?
It's not that simple.

Zhou Gongxian had already come to the inkstone and began to squat slightly, Xu Zhiqiong continued to pretend not to see it.

But Zhuo Ling'er saw it, she saw Zhou Gongxian reaching for the inkstone, she hurried forward to take it away first.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Zhou Gongxian stretched out his hand to fight with Zhuo Linger.

Can he grab it?
Of course, he couldn't grab it, and his speed couldn't be faster than the judge.

Just as Zhou Gongxian stretched out his hand halfway, Zhuo Linger was about to touch the inkstone, Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward suddenly, pulled Zhuo Linger's arm, and pulled Zhuo Linger back.

Zhuo Ling'er was shocked and did not understand Xu Zhiqiong's intention.

At this moment, Zhou Gongxian has succeeded.

He can pick up the inkstone.

But he didn't pick it up, he quickly took his hand back.

"Pick it up, why don't you pick it up?"

Xu Zhiqiong smiled slightly: "Don't you really want this inkstone? Pick it up quickly, I'll let you pick it up."

Zhou Gongxian remained silent.

Xu Zhiqiong lowered his face and said, "What is this inkstone used for?"

Zhou Gongxian still didn't speak.

Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "Don't tell me? Then I'll ask someone else."

He turned his attention to other meditators: "Does anyone know the use of this inkstone?"

While speaking, Xu Zhiqiong raised the iron halberd.

Bai Wuchang Yu Yancai's face paled and said: "I said, I know! This is the magic weapon of Zhou Yanjun's soul-drawing technique."

"Really?" Xu Zhiqiong looked at Zhou Gongxian.

Zhou Gongxian remained silent, and Hei Wuchang Dai Huiqin said beside him: "Really, as long as you touch the ink on the inkstone, even if it gets a little bit, your soul will be taken away."

"It will be taken away after it is stained? No other techniques?"

Yu Yancai said: "This is Ming Dao's fourth-grade soul-drawing technique. As long as the mark is on it, the soul will be taken away immediately."

Now it's amazing.

When Du Yanjun used the soul-drawing technique back then, he had to leave a mark first, and then touch it again to remove the soul.

Zhou Gongxian didn't even need to touch it, he could just take it away.

Because of his high cultivation base?

Judging from the battle just now, even if Xu Zhiqiong didn't use the Skylight Curse, Zhou Gongxian's combat power was far worse than Du Chunze's, not as good as Black and White Impermanence, Xu Zhiqiong even suspected that he was only at the sixth rank.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, it should be that this inkstone itself is special.

This is an extremely powerful magic weapon.

Xu Zhiqiong said to Yan Cai: "You take this inkstone here."

Yu Yancai shook her head again and again: "I dare not touch it. If I touch ink, my soul will be gone. No one dares to touch it except Zhou Yanjun."

Xu Zhiqiong looked at Zhou Gongxian and said, "The reason why you showed so many flaws is to lure me to get this inkstone?"

It was guessed by Xu Zhiqiong.

Zhou Gongxian performed a clumsy play, he didn't really want to get the inkstone back, he just wanted to lure Xu Zhiqiong to take the inkstone away, so as to take away Xu Zhiqiong's soul.

Although Xu Zhiqiong said he wasn't fooled, Zhuo Linger was.

Taking Zhuo Ling'er's soul away would also give Zhou Gongxian a hostage to return, at least a bargaining chip for his life, so he pretended to compete with Zhuo Ling'er for the inkstone.

Xu Zhiqiong asked Zhou Gongxian again: "No one else dares to touch this inkstone, so you can touch it? Why don't you pick it up and let me have a look?"

Zhou Gongxian shook his head and said: "My body is dead, and now I can't move this inkstone."

Xu Zhiqiong asked in surprise: "What are you afraid of? Afraid that it will take your soul? Your soul has already left your body."

Zhou Gongxian shook his head and said: "There is another way in this, you let me live and let me find another corpse to reincarnate, I will give you this inkstone and teach you how to use it."

"So what if I don't let you live? Can't you tell the truth from your mouth?" Xu Zhiqiong patted Zhou Gongxian's face with the iron halberd.

Zhou Gongxian snorted coldly and said: "If you want to torture, just do it, the inkstone cannot fall on the ground for a long time, and when the ink in the inkstone dries up, this thing will be useless."

Xu Zhiqiong glanced back, and saw that the remaining ink on the inkstone was rapidly evaporating.

Zhou Gongxian said again: "This is a rare treasure in the world. The methods used are extremely profound. If I don't teach you, this treasure will be ruined in vain. You can't touch it even if you want to."

profound?

What esoteric tricks can this old thing have?

He can touch it when he is alive, but not after he is dead. This method is easy to understand, and it should be in his hands!

He had some kind of protection on his hands.

Xu Zhiqiong squatted beside Zhou Gongxian's corpse, and touched the corpse's right hand.

Zhou Gongxian's cheek twitched unconsciously.

His right hand looked nothing special, but the touch felt very unusual.

The old skin was very rough, and to the touch, it seemed to have tiny scales.

This is a piece of snakeskin.

This piece of snake skin was tightly attached to Zhou Gongxian's right hand like a glove, no one could see its existence.

Xu Zhiqiong groped for the snake skin and carefully peeled it off.

This time, he finally saw what it meant to be completely transparent.

Xu Zhiqiong has such good eyesight, holding this snakeskin in his hand, he can clearly feel the touch of the snakeskin, but he can't see its appearance at all.

There were no wrinkles, no creases, no scars. Others looked at it and thought Xu Zhiqiong was groping in the air.

There are dots of ink on the snake skin, which is the part in contact with the inkstone.

Xu Zhiqiong touched the other side of the snake skin with his hands. This side was very smooth, very similar to human skin.

During the touch, the snake skin seemed to sense the existence of Xu Zhiqiong, and slowly stretched out, gently wrapping Xu Zhiqiong's palm.

Xu Zhiqiong was startled and wanted to shake off the snake skin.

The snake skin slid gently on Xu Zhiqiong's skin, sending some kind of message to Xu Zhiqiong.

You don't have to.

Where does this information come from?

It's not what you see or hear, it should be the transmission of ideas.

This piece of snakeskin touched my power of imagery.

Xu Zhiqiong was worried that the snake skin would continue to erode him, so he quickly resisted with the power of imagery.

Gentle thoughts struck again, this piece of snake skin was telling Xu Zhiqiong one thing: it is not malicious, but don't force it to be malicious.

Xu Zhiqiong quickly withdrew the power of impression and stopped fighting.

There was a spirituality in this piece of snake skin that he could not imagine, and this spirituality represented some kind of personality beyond the mundane world.

Spirituality hovered in Xu Zhiqiong's palm, and Xu Zhiqiong had a strange perception that he seemed to have mastered some kind of power.

He stretched out his right hand and slowly picked up the inkstone on the ground.

The moment he picked up the inkstone, strong Yin Qi rolled in Xu Zhiqiong's palm.

This yin energy seemed to be able to penetrate Xu Zhiqiong's soul, but it couldn't penetrate the snake skin on Xu Zhiqiong's hand.

The snake skin continuously transmitted thoughts to Xu Zhiqiong.

You can touch, you can control, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Seeing Xu Zhiqiong holding the inkstone safely, all the meditators were extremely astonished.

Yu Yancai looked at Dai Huiqin, and Dai Huiqin's eyes widened with a dazed expression.

As far as they know, no one has touched this inkstone except Zhou Yanjun.

Yu Yancai clearly remembered that last year, a capital official disobeyed Zhou Yanjun. Zhou Yanjun took out his soul with a few drops of ink, threw him into a frying pan for a month, and finally wiped him out.

Dai Huiqin also remembered that a Hei Wuchang tried to steal this inkstone, and immediately lost his soul after touching the inkstone.

Unexpectedly, besides Zhou Yanjun, there is actually someone who can afford this inkstone in this world.

Holding the inkstone, Xu Zhiqiong walked up to Zhou Gongxian, and said with a smile on his face, "I have already learned your method."

Zhou Gongxian panicked and said: "This inkstone has many uses, if I don't tell you, you will never know."

Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "Then you tell me."

Zhou Gongxian said with a trembling voice: "You first spare me my life."

Holding the inkstone, Xu Zhiqiong slowly approached Zhou Gongxian's face.

A lot of ink spewed out of the inkstone that left the ground, and kept shaking in the center of the inkstone. Zhou Gongxian called out urgently: "Forgive me, forgive me, I say yes."

Xu Zhiqiong nodded, turned around and told Bai Wuchang Yu Yancai and Hei Wuchang Dai Huiqin: "Bring out all the dead souls waiting for reincarnation, Linger, you, Jiang Wuji, Li Wuzhang and others are here to guard."

Zhuo Ling'er glanced at Li Jie, and asked in a low voice, "Is your judge's name Li Wuzhang?"

Li Jie lowered his head and said, "I wanted to name it Li Wuji, which means nothing to fear, but Ma Changshi chose to be called Li Wuji..."

Xu Zhiqiong took Zhou Gongxian into a side hall, but there was no one around. Xu Zhiqiong used the yin and yang magic circle to isolate the side hall, and asked the first question: "What level of cultivation are you? ?”

The inkstone was in Xu Zhiqiong's hands, Zhou Gongxian didn't dare to hide it: "I am an eighth-rank torturer."

Xu Zhiqiong said in amazement: "I thought you had a sixth-rank cultivation, how could you imagine that you were an eighth-rank torturer, and dared to pretend to be a fourth-rank Yan Jun? But no one dismantled you?"

Zhou Gongxian said: "Because of this inkstone, I can use the seventh-rank annihilation skill and the fourth-rank soul-drawing skill. After the death of the previous Yan Jun, the Qiancheng Yin Division has not had Yan Jun for many years. I used this inkstone to perform the soul-drawing skill. They thought I had a fourth-rank cultivation, so I sat on the position of Lord Yan."

"Where did this inkstone come from?"

"I exchanged one of the relics of the former Yan Jun."

"What kind of baby?"

"It's an eye."

one eye?
Xu Zhiqiong's heart trembled: "Speak carefully."

(End of this chapter)