The underworld has the same order as the living.

Below Yama, there are four judges, six cases, the Gongcao, the ten Yin generals, and the seventy-five corpses, who control the order in the underworld.

The four judges reward good and punish evil, Wei Zheng rewards good, Zhong Kui punishes evil, Lu Zhidao investigates, and Cui Jue controls Yin Rule.

Mr. Qian touched his chin, and some memories appeared in his eyes. "Yan Tao could draw two-thirds of the judge's talisman at such an age, which shows that he has a deep cultivation. In this way, the talisman technique is definitely no worse than the Maoshan Taoist priest."

Qin Zong's eyes were slightly condensed, and his cool eyes fell on the back of the half-squatting boy in white.

The cinnabar color on the black flag was dull, Yan Tao Subai's slender fingers stretched out, and his fingertips fell on the judge's talisman that cut off Ningdun, and his brows frowned slightly.

With his current spiritual energy, he can only support it twice.

If it doesn't work for the second time...

The bright red sunset light fell on the boy, as if he had crossed a layer of colorful clouds for him, shining brightly.

Mr. Qian looked at Yan Tao for a while, turned around and left with a cane. Soon he held a sandalwood box and came out.

The rectangular box was filled with the fragrance of clear wood, and Xu Lin and Xu Mo were slightly stunned when they saw it.

Isn’t this the box that the master has been put in the attic?

Mr. Qian smiled slightly, brushed the dust off the box with his palm, and opened it.

A black flag is quietly placed in the box, which is also a kind of soul-striking flag.

Qin Zong took out the flag and waved it. The mark of the judge's talisman has already appeared dark, obviously for many years.

"With the preparation, I believe your judge's talisman should be able to be successfully drawn."

Xu Lin and Xu Mo were both a little surprised. They didn't expect that what kind of judge talisman was placed in the box?

Yan Tao grabbed a corner of the flag and took it over. After a few glances, the light in the peach blossom eyes flowed, and he seemed to be carelessly asking, "Who did you draw this judge's talisman?"

Mr. Qian smiled, "You little kid, you know what to do so much. It's useful to you."

Xiaoqi spoke in surprise: Master, the person who painted this judge's talisman has a high attainment in talisman art.

Yan Tao rolled his eyes: I know, do you want to say that it is better than what I drew it?

Xiaoqi laughed dryly and quickly flattered the master: Where is it possible? The master is the most powerful!

Yan Tao Hehe: I am taller than me, so what are the taboos?

The inheritance of the old man Chen Tuan is just a icing on the cake for the Yan family.

After all, the Yan family is already the overlord of a galaxy, and there is nothing that can surpass it except the imperial royal family.

With Yan Tao's identity, he was destined to only use half of his energy to practice metaphysics.

Unless she gives up other things of practice, she will never reach Chen Tuan's realm in this life.

Ascend to the top through the sky.

The judge's talisman on the flag is the basic version and is incomplete at some critical nodes.

This greatly compensates for the shortcomings that Yan Tao cannot do in one go.

The young man held his breath and slowly gathered his energy, and focused all his attention on the judge's talisman in front of him.

She hadn't painted such a high-level ghost-inducing talisman for too long, and she was so unfamiliar.

Only one chance.

Qin Zong stood quietly behind Yan Tao, his ice eyes, which had always been covered with frost, softened a little. When it fell on the boy, his gentle eyebrows and eyes almost changed.
Chapter completed!