The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 61: Into the dark
In the depths of Mangshan Ghost Mansion, amidst a mass of black mist, a black city gate decorated with thousands of grimaces slowly opened.
A ghostly aura that was as thick as lacquer but with a trace of strange light gushed out from the city gate. Yin Xuege was rushed by that ghostly energy, and felt that his whole body was frozen together, and even his thinking speed slowed down.
However, the evil ghost cultivators around him suddenly became full of life as if they had ingested a elixir. Many of them even opened their mouths to swallow the dark air of darkness. As these ghost monks swallowed, their aura gradually grew stronger, and the ghostly aura they swallowed for a few breaths here was actually much stronger than the improvement they had obtained in a month of penance in the outside world.
Yin Xuege couldn't help but secretly startled. The end of the Dharma Era has not yet passed completely. Just the opening of some small caves has caused such a huge change to these Eastern monks. He really couldn't imagine, before the age of the Dharma, when the holy gods and Buddhas were flying all over the sky, could a monk be able to achieve the golden core at the age of ten, and be able to ascend in a hundred years?
Including Yin Xuege, four hundred and ninety young monks who were allowed to step into the Little Nether Realm stood neatly in front of the black city gate.
The inside of the city gate is pitch-black, and surging ghostly air is constantly gushing out. Wanxiegu King and the eight elders of Xiegudao stood in front of the city gate, holding ghost incense made of monster bone marrow and blood essence of monsters in their hands, dancing and kneeling there, offering sacrifices to the ancestors of Xiegudao, and at the same time Sacrifice to the Primordial Ghost Dao Golden Immortal who opened up the Dojo of the Small Nether Realm and created the lineage of Mang Mountain.
After the sacrificial ceremony was completed, naturally a group of evil disciples and grandchildren withdrew the altar, joss sticks and other things.
Wan Xie Bone King turned around and sneered at the group of young monks standing behind him: "My lord, I don't waste my saliva here. Well, you are all from my line of Xie Bone Dao Disciple disciples, you all understand the rules of this small Nether Realm."
Ghost fire lingered in his eyes, Wan Xie Bone King said coldly: "Except for His Royal Highness Xuege, he is a distinguished guest of this king, so he is not required to abide by the rules of our sect. The other disciples, take out all the treasures stored on them, and then go The elders received the standard storage kit from the elders. If someone secretly hides the storage treasure and is discovered, they will be punished!"
Yin Xuege looked at Wan Xie Bone King in bewilderment, and entered the Little Nether Realm, what other rules are there?
Well, he is a specially invited guest, so he doesn't have to abide by these rules, but what do other young evil monks need to prepare? Under Yin Xuege's puzzled eyes, he saw more than 400 evil cultivators stepping forward one after another, opened their arms and let the evil elders use magic to detect them, and then slapped a palm-sized The kit embroidered with grimaces was handed to them.
Among these young monks, Yin Xuege only knew two sisters, Hu Jiaojiao and Hu Meimei.
When Hu Meimei returned with the kit, Yin Xuege hurriedly approached her and asked in a low voice, "What rules did the old Bone King say?"
Already knowing that Yin Xuege's status is extraordinary, he is a noble existence that she and the Hu family must never mess with, Hu Meimei bowed her head very cautiously and said softly: "My lord, you are a distinguished guest of the evil bones, Dharma King and all the elders , Naturally, there is no need to say these useless words to you, son."
Hu Meimei said it mildly, Yin Xuege heard it in his ears, and immediately understood Xiegudao, a sect of ghosts.
According to the rules of Xiegudao, every time they enter the Little Nether Realm, all the disciples must hand over all the treasures stored on their bodies, and they can only enter with the special storage bag specially made by Xiegudao. After entering the Little Nether Realm, if there is any gain in it, the evil bones must share a share.
If you get some powerful exercises or classics, Xie Gudao will take the original classics, but whoever finds the classics can have a copy. If what they get are all kinds of cultivation materials such as rare treasures of heaven and earth, ghost medicines, flying sword magic weapons, etc., if they are direct disciples of Xiegu Dao, they have to pay 70% of the gains to the sect, that is to say, they You can only keep 30% of the harvest for yourself.
"Seventy percent? This is too dark!" Yin Xuege looked at Hu Meimei in amazement: "What about you? You are not direct disciples of Xie Gu Dao!"
Hu Meimei's moist red lips curled slightly, and she sighed helplessly.
These young monks of the small families and small sects who are vassals of the evil bones, all their gains in the small netherworld, except for the classics, must turn over 90% of all other items! In other words, no matter how many rare treasures they got inside, they could only take away 10%.
As for this percentage, they have to pay most of it to the sects and families behind them. What they can really keep in their hands is often only two or three out of a hundred shares. And for this insignificant gain, they had to travel to various dangerous places in the Little Nether Territory, risking falling, in order to make certain discoveries.
But even with such a quota, these evil monks from small families are also flocking to it. Because if they don't let their best young disciples go in and take risks, they won't even have this income. And this small Nether Realm is certainly dangerous, but there are also great opportunities in it, maybe a certain young child gets a magical inheritance after entering, and they may ascend to the sky in one step and become the direct disciples of the evil bones!
This is the rule of the Little Nether Realm of the Evil Bone Dao, this is the law of the jungle where the weak prey on the strong!
"It's just that I don't want to be a direct disciple of Xie Gu Dao!" Hu Meimei looked at Yin Xuege with a pensive expression, suddenly lowered her voice, and said something that was enough to make her family elders angry He vomited blood: "If you become a direct disciple of the Xiegu Dao, you must practice the Xiegu Ghost Sutra, and your flesh and blood will be invisible, and you will all turn into white skeletons! Meimei, don't turn into that ghost!"
Hearing Hu Meimei's rebellious words, Yin Xuege couldn't help but roll his eyes. After carefully looking at Hu Meimei's delicate and pretty face, Yin Xuege couldn't help but secretly nodded. Although he is young and doesn't know the style of men and women for the time being, he also feels that Hu Meimei's appearance at the moment is much more beautiful than those evil bones.
Looking at the Wanxie Bone King who was standing at the entrance of the Little Nether Realm, Yin Xuege cast a treacherous glance at his lower body, then shook his head lightly. This bone frame is really ugly, so what if you become a fairy? Is a fairy with bones worthy of envy?
The four hundred and eighty-nine evil ghost cultivators under the age of thirty-six all received the kits. The Wanxie Bone King slapped his palms vigorously and shouted loudly.
"Wait, you are all elite disciples of my Xiegu Dao sect! That's why you are qualified to step into the Little Nether Realm! You are all the hope of my Xiegu Dao's future rise, and my Xiegu Dao stands in the eastern cultivation world hope!"
"However, my Evil Bone Dao is a ghost cultivator, and I have never done those glamorous activities. The ugly thing is before that, every time the Little Nether Realm is opened before the Dharma-ending era, there will always be unlucky disciples The disciples fell into it. In some special years, more than 70% of the disciples even died."
"So, think carefully about whether you really want to go in! For thousands of years in the Dharma-ending Era, the Little Nether Realm has never been opened. We old guys are beyond the standard and can't enter at all, let alone what is inside. What a sight. Perhaps once you enter, you will be completely destroyed, which is not certain!"
"Think about it again! I won't lie to you, I won't force you! If you enter, you may ascend to the sky in one step, and then you may fly to heaven and become a saint, but it is also possible that your soul will be scattered and you will never be reborn forever! If you want to quit, quit quickly. Time to choose other candidates!"
The audience was silent, and no one said a word.
Whether it is the four hundred and ninety young monks including Yin Xuege, or the tens of thousands of disciples watching from Xiegu Dao, as well as the members of those vassal sects and families, everyone stared blankly at Wan Wan. Evil Bone King.
The upper and lower gums hit each other hard, and Wan Xie Bone King clapped his hands vigorously: "Well, let me go in! By the way, private fighting is not allowed inside, and revenge is not allowed. I found that it is not you who are unlucky, but your teachers and relatives will be unlucky!"
After chanting a spell, Wan Xie Bone King hit Yin Xuege with a distorted skeleton ghost in front of many young monks, making a magic mark for him. He 'Jie Jie' said with a strange smile: "His Royal Highness Yin Xuege is the honored guest of this king. Hehe, you all should be more open-minded. Anyone who takes action against him will be marked by my supernatural power, and you will all die! "
Just now, he was still acting as a flower protector next to Hu Jiaojiao, and the young ghost cultivator who was drained of 30% of his blood by Yin Xuege's throwing knife screamed angrily: "My lord, this is not fair, we can't attack him, But he can attack us, isn't that a disadvantage?"
"A loss?" Wan Xie Gu Wang glanced at the young Guixiu, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Are you afraid of a loss? Little bastard!"
With a casual finger, a black bone gun pierced out with a whistling sound. The soul is also completely killed. The Wanxie Bone King laughed again and again, and shouted sharply: "Whose family is this little bastard? Exterminate the family! Exterminate the whole family! Dare to negotiate terms with this king? It's getting more and more outrageous!"
Before the pale-faced ghost cultivators in the crowd came to beg for mercy, several bronze-colored Xiegudao generals, whose bodies were entwined with will-o'-the-wisps and whose bones were bronze-colored, had already roared and rushed to kill them. Ghost Xiu chopped it into pieces on the spot. The souls of the ghost cultivators rushed up with a dense green light, trying to escape by the dark wind, but several generals of the evil bones grabbed their souls in their hands and stuffed them into their mouths.
Chewing the souls of these unlucky ghost cultivators with a 'click, click', several evil generals looked at the countless silent ghost cultivators with gloomy eyes.
"This king is very reasonable!" Wan Xie Bone King screamed: "Who else thinks this king's words are unfair?"
No one said anything, all the ghost cultivators lowered their heads, showing a gesture of submission in fear. Only then did King Wan Xie Gu nodded in satisfaction, he hooked his fingers towards Yin Xuege, and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness Xuege, if you go in, no one from the Xiegu Taoist sect will attack you. What the emperor promised, will naturally be done."
Paused, Wan Xie Bone King's face was also a little ugly: "But the Arhat relic you snatched from that little bald donkey, remember not to release it in the Little Nether Territory, otherwise, this king will not know What will happen! Remember, remember, this small Nether Realm is the Golden Immortal Dojo, and the mere Arhat relics can only invite disaster!"
Yin Xuege smiled and bowed to Wan Xie Bone King in salute, his gaze swiveled across the faces of Hu Jiaojiao and her flower protectors. Hu Jiaojiao and the others turned pale for a while, and they all lowered their heads not daring to look at Yin Xuege more.
Wan Xie Bone King nodded in satisfaction, and he casually appointed one person from the Xie Bone Dao's door-to-door disciples. The Evil Bone Dao doorman whose muscles had rotted most of his body and exposed most of his white bones ran away happily Come out and kowtow to Wanxie Bone King again and again. Then he stood up triumphantly, picked up the kit bag of the young ghost cultivator who was killed, and stood in the crowd with his head held high.
Hu Meimei's eyes widened, and she glanced in horror at this young monk whose flesh and blood were mostly rotting, exposing large bones. It's no different from a ghost face.
"Go in, go in, be careful!" Wan Xie Bone King muttered in a deep voice: "Remember, remember, be greedy, and if you see good things, even if there is a risk, you should take them back as much as possible. How many good things do you take back? , is related to your future in the sect! So, boys, you must be more greedy and don’t be afraid of death. Most of you have already died once, so don’t be afraid.”
The flickering eyes of ghost fire glared fiercely at Yin Xuege, Wan Xiegu King said in a deep voice: "Your Highness Xuege, don't be too relieved! Safety first, don't talk too much! Those ghost stones, The Nether Tree, Nether Grass and the like are useless to you, you just need to find those natural treasures that can enhance your soul and physical strength, and don’t mess with the others!"
Yin Xuege saluted Wan Xie Bone King with a smile, then waved his natal bat wings, and escaped into the huge gate of the Little Nether Realm with an afterimage. A dense cloud of black air enveloped his body, and Yin Xuege felt darkness around him, and after a while, he had come to an incomparably wonderful world that made his soul feel extremely relaxed and peaceful.
This is the Little Nether Realm, the dojo left by the ancient ghost Dao Golden Immortal!
This place is the same as the outside world, with mountains and waters, and the mountains are clear and strange, and the water veins are long. Just looking at the shape of the mountains and waters, it is a paradise.
But the sky here is pitch black, and there is a turquoise light falling from behind the thick clouds, reflecting the whole world into a bright green. The mountains here are strange pale white, the water is strange dark green, and the flowers, plants and trees on the mountains are in icy dark green, dark blue, pitch black, purple red and other colors. The colorful and gorgeous colors of the outside world cannot be seen here. of.
The dense Nether Qi turned into a black wind visible to the naked eye and blows everywhere. The Nether Qi is extremely cold. With Yin Xuege's blood monster body, he felt shivering all over his body, and he was a little unable to move. .
But soon, something happened that made Yin Xuege happy. A cloud of faint silver clouds rippled on his chest, and the silver jade cicada released gentle power to cover his whole body, quickly dispelling the discomfort brought to him by the ghostly air.
In Yin Xuege's lower abdomen, there was also a stream of heat slowly flowing through his whole body. In the next moment, something that surprised and horrified Yin Xuege happened—as if he felt the almost real ghost energy from the outside world. There was an invisible vortex inside, and the dense ghostly air around him was swallowed by this invisible vortex, and then more and more powerful heat quickly flowed through his whole body, and Yin Xuege could feel that his strength was increasing rapidly!
God is sorry to see, although Yin Xuege is the body of a blood demon, but the blood demon is also a living thing, a kind of demon clan!
Only ghosts can absorb the spirit of the nether world! Although Yin Xuege can absorb the essence of moonlight and the innate yin energy, whether it is the essence of moonlight or the innate yin energy, they are all the essence of heaven and earth that the monster race needs!
But that's not the case with Nether Qi! Yin Xuege is a living creature, not a zombie ghost, it is absolutely impossible for him to absorb the Nether Qi!
But something that puzzles Yin Xuege is happening. It seems that there is a bottomless abyss in his lower abdomen, which is frantically devouring the thick and almost substantive Nether Qi from the outside world. Moreover, his body is still rapidly transforming the Nether Qi in a way that Yin Xuege himself cannot understand, and in a way that he himself does not understand and cannot control, turning him into what Yin Xuege's body needs. energy of.
The strength of the body is slowly increasing, and the blood energy in the blood is also increasing.
Yin Xuege's body was gradually covered by a thin layer of blood mist, and this layer of blood mist gradually became thicker, and finally turned into a ball of blood inflammation that enveloped the whole body.
"Okay, I'm a monster, I'm an evildoer, I can devour the blood of the living, and I can also devour the spirit of the nether world!" Yin Xuege held the hilt of the Blood Spirit Sword, wanting to use it The hilt of the sword hit his head fiercely. He couldn't figure out what was going on in his body at all. Nether air, is this something that living things should be able to absorb?
After thinking wildly for a while, Yin Xuege couldn't find the answer, so he gave up his efforts to continue to pursue this obviously unreasonable matter.
The most important thing now is to find the useful heaven and earth spirits in the Little Nether Territory, and everything else is a small problem.
Every time the Little Nether Realm is opened, according to the countless years of records of the Evil Bone Dao, the time when you can enter is not certain! Maybe this little nether world already has spiritual intelligence~IndoMTL.com~ How long it should be turned on every time, has to be decided according to his mood.
In the ancient times, the disciples of the evil bone way were unlucky. They opened it dozens of times in a row, and each time they entered the Little Nether Realm, they were thrown out within three to five days. But there are also those who have had great luck. Some disciples of Xiegudao entered the Little Nether Realm and stayed for three consecutive Jiazi, and the Little Nether Realm did not open again within those three Jiazi.
After the third Jiazi, when the disciple of Xiegu Dao walked out of the Little Nether Realm, he was already a great monk who never left the realm, and he was only one step away from being promoted to immortality!
So no one can figure out how the Little Nether Realm is opened every time. Yin Xuege may be able to stay here for a long time, and maybe he will be kicked out in three to five days. So he must hurry up and find something useful to him as much as possible!
Whether it's the Black Heart Soul-Inducing Lotus or the Blood Soul Plasma, Yin Xuege hopes that he can find them, and the more the better!
Opening its natal bat wings, Yin Xuege flew towards the depths of the Little Nether Realm along with a long wind of Nether Qi.
In front of him, a tall black stone tower stands behind a high mountain. The whole body of the tower is faintly phosphorescent, and there are low-pitched ghost howling sounds constantly coming out.