While Meng Zhang was thinking, the monks who were going to the underworld had almost gathered together.

Princess Chunyu is still muttering to one side. I don't know how much favor and face Ouyang Jian will pay when Mo Qingzhen Jun goes to the underworld this time.

It seems that not only Meng Zhang, but also the well-informed Princess Chunyu didn't know that Mo Qingzhen would go with Ouyang Jian in advance.

Although Ouyang Jian has a title of sword Lord, he is a heterosexual Lord, not a real Royal member.

He has neither the qualification to pass through special channels by virtue of his identity, nor the ability to recommend others.

This time, in order to send Ouyang Huajin's Yuanshen to the underworld with Mo Qingzhen Jun, he really pulled down his old face and begged for mercy in front of Bawu emperor.

At this time, Emperor Bawu, accompanied by his national teacher Chunyu Zhongda, flew over from a distance.

As both of them, of course, they don't have to be restricted by the forbidden air array in the imperial city.

This special space channel is very important. Every time it is opened, Emperor Bawu needs to come forward in person.

As the supreme emperor of Dali Dynasty, he can rest assured only when he personally controls the opening of the channel.

After arriving at the school field, Emperor Bawu glanced at the school field.

Many monks have gathered on the school field.

These monks are innocent and tested.

The only unfamiliar friar of Hailing sect not only paid a huge price but also provided a reliable guarantee in order to obtain the opportunity to use the special channel.

Emperor Bawu thought it was almost time. Even if there were late monks, he would not wait any longer.

He and Chunyu Zhongda looked at each other and began to do it.

Emperor Bawu pointed to the front with one hand. In the middle of the originally empty school field, a huge altar suddenly appeared.

He and Chunyu Zhongda took off in front of the altar and then landed.

At this time, the night had already come, and a curved moon appeared in the sky.

Since it is to open the passage to the underworld, it is natural to avoid the day when Yang is strong and choose the night when Yin is sufficient.

Emperor Bawu paid a big tribute to the altar, then whispered a spell, and kept pinching the Yin formula with his hands.

A moment later, a green flame suddenly lit up in the middle of the altar.

After seeing the flame, Emperor Bawu stretched out his hands and piled a lot of items in front of the altar.

This pile of goods was probably sacrifice, which was carefully thrown into the fire by Bawu emperor one by one.

The flame, which was only the size of a fist, began to expand sharply after it was put into sacrifice.

Emperor Bawu moved quickly and soon put all the sacrifices into it.

The flame in the center of the altar also expanded to a point larger than people.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Emperor Bawu recited the spell loudly.

Another moment passed, and the flames in the center of the altar suddenly shot out a line of fire.

The flames outlined a strange pattern not far in front of the altar.

After the pattern appeared, there was a sharp flicker.

Without a few flashes, a huge portal appeared there.

In the process of Bawu emperor's Dharma, the National Teacher Chunyu Zhongda always stood aside, as if he was protecting the Dharma for him.

Meng Zhang had never seen the Yang God Zhenjun before.

When he was in the heavenly palace, he once contacted mother-in-law and saw her hand.

However, the level of return virtual power was too high, and he couldn't understand the mystery.

Originally, he was ready to see the power of Yang God Zhenjun.

However, Emperor Bawu was obviously casting spells according to specific rituals, and did not show much strength at all.

This makes Meng Zhang, who has been staring at him, a little disappointed.

After the door appeared, Emperor Bawu ended his spell casting, and then ordered it directly.

"You go in turn now."

"After three months, someone on the other side of the channel will open the channel again. At that time, it will be your return."

After that, Emperor Bawu didn't say much, but flew to the top of the altar with the National Teacher Chunyu Zhongda and silently watched the crowd below.

Although these friars came from different backgrounds, they did not dare to run around at will under the gaze of Bawu emperor, but ensured a certain order.

On the ground, several monks who maintained order began to take everyone into the huge door orderly.

Under their guidance, the practitioners on the school field filed in and quickly disappeared from the school field.

Meng Zhang and Princess Chunyu entered the portal together with the crowd.

Meng Zhang has many experiences in space transmission and is no stranger to this situation.

He felt a whirl of heaven and earth, and the scene in his eyes kept changing.

During each space transmission, there are different changes in the difficulty of crossing the space according to the situation of the space barrier.

The space channel leading to the underworld in the Dali Dynasty was very stable, so Meng Zhang didn't feel too uncomfortable.

I don't know how long it took, both for a moment and for a long time. All the visions in front of Meng Zhang disappeared, and his feeling returned to normal.

Meng Zhang's eyes darkened and he came to a huge square.

Watching many practitioners enter the huge door, Emperor Bawu never spoke, but observed carefully.

After everyone went in, nothing strange happened.

After a while, the huge portal began to disappear.

The flame on the altar began to go out slowly, and then disappeared with the altar.

Chunyu Zhongda glanced at Bawu emperor and wanted to say something. Finally, he didn't speak.

Emperor Bawu and Chunyu Zhongda have been friends for many years, and they have been protecting each other, so they can come to this step today.

Although Chunyu Zhongda didn't speak, Emperor Bawu already understood what he meant by his understanding of him.

"You still don't trust Mo Qing?" emperor Bawu asked.

"Mo Qing has been closed for so many years. At this time, it's always a little confusing to go to the underworld with Ouyang Jian."

Chunyu Zhongda said solemnly.

"Mo Qing and Ouyang Jian have been friends for many years. It's not strange to come together."

"Ouyang Jian pulled his old face and begged me. The reason is so legitimate. I have no reason to disagree."

Emperor Bawu has been the emperor of the imperial dynasty for so many years. He still doesn't like me one by one. Especially in front of friends like Chunyu Zhongda, he still likes to call himself by me.

Chunyu Zhongda glanced at Bawu emperor and didn't go on.

He knew that Ouyang Jian, an old man, had always liked to rely on his old age and sell his old by virtue of his own qualifications and seniority. Sometimes, when his temper breaks out, he doesn't even sell the face of Emperor Wu.

On the surface, Emperor Bawu was silent. In fact, he couldn't bear to see the old man.

The old man now bowed his head to Bawu emperor and begged for mercy. Don't mention how happy Bawu emperor was. How could he refuse his request?