World of Immortals Chapter 220: Real world copper furnace

The yin wood is extremely spiritual and is a rare and rare tree species. Whether it is refining the elixir of life or cultivating a peerless magic weapon, just putting in a little bit of yin wood will increase the success rate by several percent.

It is said that the yin tree grows in the underworld. It is one inch long for a hundred years, one foot for a thousand years, and no more than one foot high for ten thousand years. Those who are taller are as red as blood agate, and those who are taller than those who are three feet tall are crystal clear as purple diamonds. The longer the age, the heavier the spirituality.

Only in the legendary underworld, yin wood is rare, not to mention blood agate and purple diamond.

This yin wood is the size of a palm, and the whole body is crystal clear, like a purple jade bib. If it weren't for the looming annual rings on it, it would be hard to imagine that it was wooden. The start was very heavy, Xiao Chen stared carefully, that's right, the clear, crooked little paw prints on it were left by Ke Ke, and he felt the breath of the little beast again in a daze.

The greatest function of the Supreme Yin Mu Ling in the underworld is to transmit letters. It is absolutely wasteful to write words. It is mainly used to record spiritual imprints and convey real spiritual fluctuations.

Xiao Chen used his heart to sense, "listen to" the mental fluctuations in the purple diamond yin wood, the fluctuations from the rare yin wood were very violent, as if the sound was real.

But there are other people's calls for help, but there is no sound of little beasts. The noise is very loud, disputes, noises, intimidation and chaos, and there are even screams and killings in the distance...

The purple diamond yin wood conveyed a chaotic and complicated world, like a pot of boiling water beating, which made Xiao Chen feel extremely anxious, and the environment in which Ke Ke was in seemed extremely chaotic and in a worrisome situation.

What's strange is that I didn't hear the voice of the Snow White Little Beast? Isn't this its letter of help?

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but wonder, how did this letter get into the hands of King Chu Jiang?

Obviously, all of this in front of him has suppressed the little fat man Niu Ren, and the legendary King Chujiang, one of the ten halls of the Hades, sat on the bone chair suspended in the void, away from him in the ancient hall. How could he not be shocked or shocked at being so close?

The legend of the Ten Sons of the Underworld is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This is something that even children know. The little fat man felt a little creepy looking at the skeleton.

Even if the old Yinling had said it. The ancestral **** Suiren failed to sacrifice the **** and the underworld, but after all, he really made the heaven and earth bronze furnace by himself, even though he failed. But after all, there have been some results. If the skeleton in front of you didn't tell lies, then the background is really evil!

"Are you...really the King of Chujiang?" Niu Ren tried his best to keep calm.

"Hey..." The spirit fluctuations emanating from the jade-white skeleton bones swish, as if a gust of wind had blown through the dilapidated ancient temple, and the aura of the aura caused the temperature in the hall to drop sharply.

In the eye socket of the skull bone. The two divine lights swept across the dim hall like meteor beams, and there was an unspeakable coercion, saying: "Although the underworld has not finally formed, it is not that everyone dares to pretend to be the king of Chujiang. "

The legendary tenth son of the Yindian, who is good at managing the ghost. Not known for combat power. It is even said that their combat power is quite low, of course, it depends on who is compared, compared to the two young people of later generations, they are definitely terrifying masters.

Niu Ren's back is cold, this is really a living ancestor! He couldn't help but stepped back again.

The Black Dragon King was motionless, only a pair of dragon eyes shot out two cold lights, staring at the King Chu Jiang who was sitting on the white bone chair suspended in the air.

Although Xiao Chen was also surprised, he was more puzzled. He felt a familiar breath in Chu Jiang's land. That kind of soul fluctuates like deja vu.

In a trance. He felt that the mental fluctuations of King Chujiang and his arbitrarily feudal kings Qin Guang, Yama, and Samsara were very similar, as if they were of the same origin. This surprised him very much. But it is not the time to delve into it now, he still has more important things to ask.

"I believe you are the legendary King of Chujiang, and Xiao Chen has seen Pluto here." After that, he politely asked, "Also, please tell Pluto, this Yin Mu Ling How did it get to your hands?"

"Although the ideal underworld of Suiren's ancestor gods fell short, it has been formed after all. My nominal underworld emperor has somewhat guided some undead souls. Although there are not many big ghosts and little ghosts in my hand, there are also a few. Even if several dark areas are closed, it is okay if some news arrives.

"Pluto, please indicate in detail."

The white bone chair in the sky slowly revolved around the ancient hall, and finally settled in the middle of the hall, and the king of Chu Jiang heard a spirit wave: "You go to Jiuyoutai."

"Where is Jiuyoutai?"

"Leaving the Senluo Temple, keep moving forward. At the speed of this black dragon, you should be able to see a mountain-like platform in half a month. On the road, try to go around the dead souls, and some evil spirits are there. There is no one in the underworld. If you run into an inexplicable underworld, you can avoid as far as you can. In some places, I also need to avoid it."

Xiao Chen thanked him, and walked outside the hall with the already a little fat man. When he reached the door of the hall, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Are all the ten halls of the underworld in the underworld?"

The king of Chu Jiang was visibly taken aback, shook his head, some sad mental fluctuations rippled, and said: "Maybe I am the only one left..."

Xiao Chen's heart moved: "I have seen three skeletons in Longdao today. Their breath is surprisingly similar to yours."

"Are the other nine underworld emperors? This is impossible! The ancestor **** Suiren is dead or alive, let alone them. Back then, I saw them with their own eyes. ^^^^" King Chu Jiang waved his hand weakly. Although it was a white skeleton, Xiao Chen clearly felt that he had an indescribable sense of exhaustion. It seemed to evoke a sad past and he did not want to talk more.

Xiao Chen and they retired.

Walking out of the gloomy hall, the Black Dragon King rushed like lightning. It was not until he went out hundreds of miles that Niu Ren let out a sigh and sighed: "It's amazing, as if we have entered the underworld, even more so. I went to the Senluo Temple for a while, this...no one believes it. I really doubt now that when the ancient altar fell into the copper furnace of heaven and earth, were we dead?"

The little fat man's expression is serious and solemn. This caused Xiao Chen's heart to have a trace of suspicion in an instant.

"Ghosts have no shadows." Xiao Chen smiled and pointed. The colorful sacred tree said with light, and thousands of Rui Cai appeared in Xiao Chen's hands. Let them have a good shadow behind them.

"That said, I think too much." Niu Ren smiled honestly and said: "I haven't lived enough. The world above would be so boring without me."

"Yes, Tianri has to wait for you to push and spin every day, and Xingyue has to wait for you to put it up one by one every night."

At this moment, the Black Dragon King suddenly stopped his body. From extreme speed to stillness, he almost threw Xiao Chen and Niu Ren from his back.

The underground palace is dim and dim, like a night under the stars, like a black gauze. Although it is dim, it can still be seen. Shadows in the distance are brilliant. There is a large magnificent building, like many palaces connected together.

Although it looked deadly silent there, there was a slight wave of fluctuations, which made people feel very depressed.

Niu Ren lowered his voice and said: "This must be a ruthless character. The built hall is so magnificent, maybe it is a living ancestor."

Xiao Chen nodded in agreement. King Chu Jiang had warned them that they must walk around when they see the palace and the cave. They dare not be ignored. Now. The Black Dragon King is like a black light. Going around from a distance, drove a big *** for dozens of miles. Just passed that area.

"There was definitely a ghost ancestor just now, and it was not a thousand miles away from King Chujiang's Senluo Temple. Obviously, he did not take Pluto in his heart."

Xiao Chen agreed. The Underworld Mansion is more complicated than they thought. There are no rules of order at all. It can be guessed that this is a chaotic and terrifying world.

For seven consecutive days, Xiao Chen and the others avoided dozens of gloomy castles, palaces, and caves, and even saw countless lonely ghosts. If it weren't for the existence of treasure trees, I'm afraid they have been torn apart by those ghosts for a long time.

In addition, the feminine power of the underworld is extremely heavy. Although it is not as evil as the dark space in the mouth of the old Yinling, staying for a long time will also cause great harm to the **. If it is not for the protection of the colorful sacred tree, it will be difficult for them to continue walking. .

Niu Renxin was puzzled, and said: "Where did the earth bloodline we found on the surface come from? It should have spewed up from the ground, but the underworld is the underworld. How can there be such aura?"

Xiao Chen shook his head, and said: "It's hard to say, this is not really underground. This should be a big world that is self-contained, a real boundless space."

Niu Ren thought for a while and agreed. Even if the Black Dragon King only spends half of his time on his way every day, he can still use the tens of thousands of miles a day to describe his speed. In this way, it has been traveling in one direction for seven days, and the 70,000 li road has gone out, but in this underworld, it can only be described as "a distance", so it seems that it really shouldn't be underground.

The little fat man Niu Ren sighed: "The ancestor **** Suiren is really supernatural, and he even sacrificed and refined an immense space, an infinite underworld."

A real world is contained in a heaven and earth copper furnace!

On the tenth day, Xiao Chen, who was on the road, suddenly discovered that a little light was coming from ahead, and they seemed very uncoordinated in this dimly-dark mansion.

They are about to take a detour, but Xiao Chen and Niu Ren both sensed it. There doesn't seem to be any feminine power there, but a little sacred aura is rippling.

Looking far away, I saw a ruin, like a firefly, where the glimmer came from.

"It's a ruin, not a so-called mansion. There should be no danger. Let's go and take a look." Niu Ren suggested.

Xiao Chen nodded. Even if there is a spirit body, it should not be evil spirits and evil spirits.

The Black Dragon King swung his tail, and he arrived in an instant of twenty or so miles.

"Temples?!" Niu Ren was very surprised, and said: "Why are there temples in the Yincao Difu?"

There are only three ancient temples, which were in ruins and fell to the ground. They should have been in disrepair for a long time and collapsed under the merciless grinding of time and earth.

A little bit of sacred brilliance is emitted from several broken Buddha statues. In the dimly lit mansion, even the light of fireflies will look strange, not to mention the sacred light of the Buddha.

Xiao Chen walked over, lifted up a few dilapidated Buddha statues, and said, "Did you forget, is there a legendary Buddhist with great supernatural power sitting in hell?"

"Couldn't you mean...Ksitigarbha?"

"It is him. Hell is not empty for a day, and he will never become a Buddha. He once issued such a great aspiration to stay in **** forever. You must know how much he is worse than the Buddha based on his cultivation level. It is one of the best in Buddhism. If he is not qualified to become a Buddha, there will be almost no Buddha in Buddhism."

Niu Ren nodded and said, "I remember, there is indeed such a living ancestor, a powerful evil who has gone to heaven. In the ancient years, he had taken the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign three strikes and retreated all over his body. As a few counted. One of the Buddhist masters, to make up for the lack of combat power of the Pluto in the Ten Halls."

The great aspiration of the Ksitigarbha King is known to the world. Back then, it shook the heaven and the earth, the earth surged with lotus flowers, and the sky descended with resplendent color, which can be called the ultimate compassionate world.

"However, **** has not come true, can the legend be believed?" Niu Ren asked again.

Xiao Chen nodded and said: "I can't believe it all, and I can't help it~IndoMTL.com~The legend can more or less convey some real information to us."

The little fat man smiled and said: "Let's find it, maybe we can find a few relics here. Seeing that these Buddha statues don't look like ordinary goods, how can they shine."

The fat man has the potential to dig three feet in the ground, but how could he find the relic? The reason why the Buddha statue shines is because a few incantations are engraved on it, and a little Buddha power is gathered.

On the contrary, Xiao Chen felt a slight tremor in his left foot, and Sui Ren seemed to get out of his body, and the shroud that had been collected in his body by the method of smelting the body was also shaking.

Then the drill couldn't take it out, Xiao Chen thought, and the shroud appeared. The moment he was separated, the black blood cloth shook violently, almost out of Xiao Chen's control.

The dust was flying, the rocks were rolling, the foundations of the ancient temple were all shattered by the blood cloth, and the sand flew out.

The Black Dragon King was like approaching the enemy, with a clang, the Dragon Sword turned into a dazzling light and pulled out from the spine.

Xiao Chen and the little fat man looked into the broken foundation under the ruins, only to see a leg...