In the Yama Dynasty, the civil rule and martial arts, hundreds of officials performed their duties, although the big judge and the prince were both expensive as the same product, but the difference between power and responsibility was clear.

The great judge is in charge of the Yin and Yang Division, guarding the reincarnation, and there are countless ghosts under his command, but the judge is a civil officer; the prince is different, if you want to be crowned king in the palace of the god monarch, you must have outstanding military merits, and the head of ten thousand ghosts must be a stepping step.

Among the kings, the 'Bone King' is an exception, but according to the rules, he can also be regarded as a 'martial officer'. Now that the Divine Monarch is long gone, there is no way to talk about the difference between civil and military, but this difference will still be reflected in one place: the effect of the official robe.

The civil official robe cultivates the soul and cultivates the spirit, and the ghost robe has a more obvious effect on the soul than on the body.

The military attache robe is a soldier and a general, specifically for Su Jing, the fierce ghosts under his command are cultivating in the robes of the Bone King, which is much stronger than the original big red robe. This important difference, even Gu Xiaojun does not know.

In Su Jing's ghost robe, there are shadow monks, damaged monks, blood-clothed slaves, and wicked people. The shadow monk practiced his own Zen scrolls, and he only borrowed the liliang of the robe, and was not subject to the robe, but the other three fierce soldiers all received the royal robe

Su Jing knew that Gu Xiaojun was puzzled, explained a few words in his mouth, waved the sleeves of his robe lightly, and the scenery in Gu Xiaojun's eyes changed abruptly: I saw that behind Su Jing, a magnificent temple appeared, the pattern of the Zen temple was quite meteorological, covering a wide area, but the temple was empty and there was not a single monk, and the three big characters of the huge plaque of the mountain gate were strong and powerful: Damage to the courtyard.

In front of Su Jing, the three-hundred-mile flat lake spreads out, and the lake surface is like a mirror. Occasionally, some small fish jump out of the water, a good group of quiet scenery, there is a stone tablet on the lakeside, the three characters are delicate and elegant, but the word title is really 'sinister': the pond of grievances.

In addition, at the top of Su Jing's head, there is another big flag fluttering in the wind, and this flag is no stranger: the wicked grind.

Su Jing spoke again: "The soldiers are stationed in the robe, and the robes of the King of the Bones have their own laws, and they will refine a treasure suitable for the cultivation of ghost soldiers, which can also be regarded as a barracks." The monks usually practice in this temple. As he spoke, he turned around and pointed to the big temple behind him.

As he pointed out, the 'Destruction Courtyard' suddenly changed color. I saw wisps of blood. From the frantic spread of bricks, stones, tiles, and walls of the temple, it seemed that in an instant, the quiet blessed land that was covered with blood and the fragrance of compassion and light Zen incense was suddenly transformed into a murderous temple coated with blood. Inhale with a raised breath. The smell of blood is disgusting.

In the blink of an eye, plasma gushed out from the walls of the temple, doorposts, and other places. The blood fell to the ground, turned into a fierce monk, and a group of evil monks showed up. Bow down to Su Jing!

When it was time to show off, Su Jing would never 'hide it privately', with a smile on his face, he pointed to Gu Xiaojun beside him, and said to the monks and soldiers: "I've seen Master Gu." ”

There was no need, the sky was shaken, and the monks and soldiers visited Gu Xiaojun.

The monks poured out but the big temple did not move, the blood-red giant temple is not only the cultivation place of the monks and soldiers, the camp, but also a source of power array of the royal robe given to the fierce soldiers in wartime, and the temple will last forever and the monks will not lose their combat power.

Without waiting for Gu Xiaojun to say anything, Su Jing said again: "The blood-clothed slave was originally a military horse incorporated by the judge's robe, and later my red robe became a king's robe, and this elite army was gradually refined and changed, from military appearance to soldier spirit to banner, and now they are called: Shen Lang." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to the big lake in front of him, and in an instant, the sound of the water was like thunder and a huge wave, and the quiet lake was boiling, but the more rapid the water waves, the more chaotic the rapids, the clearer the water quality became, and the whole lake was completely transparent with the breathing effort, and countless white bones could be seen with the naked eye rising from the bottom of the lake, and the strange clicking sound quickly pieced together into a long shuttle-like two sharp arc narrow rows of warships from the elite Yin army of the sinking boat soldiers, and now the array is no longer the small canopy fishing boat, but the white bone warship!

It's not one, it's displayed on the lake, and there are two thousand boats, and I don't see the soldiers in the bone boat.

"Three pawns belong to one boat, two thousand boats are two thousand divine swords, flying stabbing to cover the sky when they move; two boats can turn into a flag, and one flag can summon seventy-seven wandering souls and wild ghosts to help fight; Chu Jiang is still a little inferior by half a point; in addition, there is still a gap between the ten banners and the spiritual altar, within a radius of 3,600 miles, the big temples and small temples, the land of the city god, from the Buddha's treasure shrine to the Daxian tablet, all the Dharma spirits attached to the position of incense offerings are all called to come and help fight the King of Agu! It's just that this zuihou has changed, and I don't know when it will be refined, alas. ”

What he said was 'the heat is not enough, I don't know when it can be refined', but the smug look on Su Jing's face, and the appearance of two flowers on his cheeks about to laugh really fell into Gu Xiaojun's eyes, Gu Xiaojun also smiled When he first saw Lord Su, the same smile seemed extremely disgusting to the candidate female judge, but I don't know when it started, Su Jing smiled, and Gu Xiaojun couldn't help but want to laugh with him.

Su Jing raised his head again and looked at the 'wicked grinding' banner in the sky: "Three thousand wicked people grind ghosts, live and cultivate in the banner, this flag is the condensation of my yang fire, and I am reluctant to replace it, so I will melt the royal robe law into it, and then continue to use this flag." By the way, there is also a wind and thunder pool in the royal robe, which is dedicated to the cultivation of red pythons, and they are refining dragon evil in the pool, so they will not be called out. ”

After explaining the shili hidden in the robe, Gu Xiaojun understood what Akame's previous question of 'what did it look like': if a ghost thing enters the royal robe, it can be cultivated in the 'cave mansion'.

But another question rose in Gu Xiaojun's heart: "You have a lot fewer people?"

There were originally more than 2,000 monks, but there were only 600 people who appeared in front of the blood temple; Shen Yilang was a blood-clothed slave, from the elite of Zhu Shenzhou's soldiers, a total of 20,000, and now the three pawns are in one boat, and there are 2,000 white bone soldiers on the big lake; the wicked man is even more of a large army, and I just heard Su Jing say that there are only 3,000 people left?

The number of people is not right.

Netherworld West Immortal Pavilion, Xuantian Dao in the world, these fierce soldiers have participated in the great battle repeatedly, and there have been many casualties, but there will not be so few left.

Su Jingying said: "The robes of the king of the bones do not accept the old and weak soldiers, and a batch of them have been screened, but the king is autocratic, and he can directly invest in reincarnation for my life and death, and eliminate soldiers and horses, and he will be a man in the next life. After that, Su Jing waved his hand and accepted the Blood Temple, Great Lake and Battle Flag. Yun drove up again and continued to gallop, only then did he turn his head to look at Akame, to answer his question, and said with a smile: "Come and see!"

With his hand flipped, Su Jing took out a thin fracture fan from his robe, and his wrist trembled slightly, and the folding fan opened, with two words on the front: embroidery. Thin gold body, accompanied by three green bamboos and a few fluttering feathers, indescribably elegant, one side of the vermilion ancient seal is carefully identified: A bone king seal.

The fan flips over. But it is a spring painting that greatly loses its dignity and hurts customs. The six snake girls were entangled with each other, their naked bodies were entwined, their starry eyes were blurred, their cheeks were flushed, and their mouths were half open. Not to mention the movements and postures of their hands and bodies. But it has to be said. The glamour is glamorous, but the 'painter' is like a ghostly brushstroke, lifelike and vivid.

The blood is full of blood. A spring palace.

If the royal robe is alive, it is considered interesting. A Spring Palace Fan was arranged for the six snakes to be used as a refining dojo.

Akame loves love more treasure, jumped up and firmly grabbed Su Jing's wrist with both hands, and hung himself on the deity: "Su Qiangqiang, I have worked all my life for you, I have worked hard for you, I have worked hard for you, I have worked hard for you, I am for you"

"Take it for you. "Su Jing couldn't listen to it anymore, first put Chimu on the ground, and then handed the 'embroidered fan' to him, first, the fan is the law of the royal robe, and the 'Liuhe Mei Niang' is in the fan, if it is in the robe, it will not hurt to take it out, and it will not delay their cultivation;

Akame was overjoyed, folded and folded the fan, shook it open again, and fanned himself with a bang, and the tens of millions of catties of happiness were all hung on his face. The real person is a righteous person, and he does not forget his companions when he gets treasures, so he fanned himself a few times, and then went to fan Su Jing, Gu Xiaojun and the two dwarf brothers.

Su Jing shook the ghost robe again, and even four screens were placed in front of him, it was the two-sided picture scroll of Garuda, I don't know if it was the king's robe 'lazy', and directly made the long silk into a screen. Four screens, there is a hideous big character at the top of the fan screen, one after another: it is a person or a ghost.

The words and ink are splashed, and the spirit is full of spirit like a god shouting and asking: Is it a human or a ghost?

The evil things on the screen that do good and are evil, are people or ghosts, only by the command of the King of Bones!

It is a screen, but it is also wonderful, it does not show anything when it is placed in place, but the owner moves the screen and it is opened, and it loses its shape but does not change the drawing, turning into a floating phantom, suspended behind the owner of the three zhang place.

Lei Dong Tianzun has recently cultivated his mind, grown a three-inch beard, and is looking like a goatee on the side of the tip of a big brush, Tianzun twisted his beard with his hands: "Is it to let ten thousand families give birth to Buddhas, or let the sea of blood splash the sky?" Only this seat can restrain these little guys Su Qiangqiang, I am doing my best for you, I am not stingy for your life and death, I will not make trouble for you, I will do it for you, yes, don't say it." The little short hand stretched out and took the large screen that Su Jing handed him.

After the embroidered fan and the four screens, the royal robe shook again, and the sky suddenly darkened. Behind Su Jing, he was impressive, with a spacious wedding room with red knots, and a happy plaque surrounded by red flowers: flower candle night.

The door screen is open and clearly visible, a pull of twelve dressed brides sitting on the red bed, the joy cover shrouded in the head of the mantis, only faintly visible twelve brides of the jaw pointed, as bright as jade, why do you need to lift the hijab, just look at this line of scenery to know that they are unique.

It is somewhat similar to the four screens, the owner does not move the 'bride', the master takes a step, the cave room immediately transforms into twelve red and red sedan chairs, there is a ghost body sedan chair bear, but the bride does not go on the sedan chair, the steps follow behind the master, and the sedan chair is followed by a group of small hats and red jackets from nowhere, and a group of small hats and red jackets are drilled out of nowhere, etc., blowing and playing gongs, drums and bells, and the festive tune is a masterpiece in an instant.

"You scare ghosts and gods for me, you fight for my yin and yang, you punish demons and evil spirits for me" This time, Su Jing took the initiative to smile without waiting for the flowers to speak: "Flower candle night, you take it." ”

The candle night returned to the flowers, and the flowers were very happy, but when they thought about the appearance of the bride under the hijab, they were a little depressed, and took the brides to turn around twice on Su Jingyun's car, and returned to the place to frown at Akame: "True person, I have loyalty and disobedience, but if you don't vomit in your throat, your fan is really hurtful and inappropriate, especially not worthy of your immortal status." ”

"Shall we change?" Akame blinked his red eyes.

"Okay!" Nianhua reached out and grabbed Akame's fan—

It's late, I'm sorry, I'm long-winded, I still have a headache, and then I fell asleep, mother, it doesn't hurt when I wake up, hurry up and write~~ (to be continued......)