Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 575 Land of the Dead, Gods from Another World

After all, the sixth disciple, Zhang Su, has to be entrusted to Master Yuanchen of Ling'ao Island, to let him be immersed in the atmosphere of Buddhism, and finally cast spells to seal the evil spirit of the blood sword demon.

Then Master Yuanchen took Zhang Su to Kunyuan Mountain, and asked Kunyuan Mountain's lord, Gong Ziyuan, to teach Zhang Su the heart demon sword energy and completely defeat the blood sword demon. Although this process was difficult, it was also for Zhang Su himself. A rare experience.

Zhang Lie has kept Zhang Su by his side for a long time. Although he can guarantee that nothing will happen again, it is just that nothing will happen again. The problem of the blood sword demon has never been solved, and Zhang Su himself cannot grow.

Four years later, in the eastern region of Qinzhou, there was an unknown nameless island in the offshore area, which was shrouded in white mist all year round.

With a flash of sword light, a man in the image of a young Taoist in yellow robes appeared above the island, and beside him was a stunning female cultivator in white clothes and silver hair, with a cool demeanor.

"After four years of hard work, I searched all the way, but I didn't expect to get a counterfeit product in the end."

Zhang Lie shook his head and sighed softly, a simple blue and yellow seal floated beside him, and there seemed to be countless mysterious spells flying out of it.

"Master, a powerful treasure like the Yishan Seal that can open mountains and crack earth is no small matter even if it is an imitation. Combined with your technique of dual cultivation of law and body, even if it exerts more than half of the power of the genuine product, it is normal. "

Yun Mengyao comforted her softly at the side. She also knew the sect's information. After four years of pursuit, she only got a copy of the Tongtian Lingbao, which disappointed the master. But in fact, this level of Yuanshen magic weapon, let alone It is four years, even 40 years. As long as you can get it, it will be profitable for ordinary Yuanshen monks. After all, Yuanshen monks have a long lifespan, and Yuanshen magic weapons are rare.

"That's the only way to go. Let's go. After four years of delay, we are going to meet the Lord of Huangquan. Although they are all divine masters, the Lord of Huangquan's understanding of the Dharma of Huangquan is far superior to mine. I'm also quite curious about what he wants to talk to me about."

The reason why he chose to go to Qinzhou in the Eastern Territory to get the mountain seal is because this treasure is on the same continent as the residence of Lord Huangquan, otherwise, Zhang Lie would go to Beizifuzhou to find the Black Wind Flag Now, maybe that one is not an imitation.

After defeating the old man Qiankun Shengmo, Zhang Lie liberated the demon emperor Ao Li according to the agreement, but this also caused the power of the demon summoning flag to decline. Words are undoubtedly helpful.

months later.

Zhang Lie came to Qinzhou in the Eastern Region, the place invited by Lord Huangquan, lit the invitation with a spiritual fire, and then stood in the sky, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, waiting for three days and three nights.

However, after the appointed time passed, the legendary Lord of Huangquan Mansion did not arrive for a long time, which made Yun Mengyao who was by Zhang Lie's side couldn't help being angry.

"Is there any reason for this? The Lord of the Underworld intends to amuse us?"

Standing in the void, Zhang Lie, who had closed his eyes for three days and three nights, opened his eyes at this moment, but at the center of his forehead, there was a dark golden light shining, like a god's eye, looking down, penetrating three realms.

Under the reflection of the dark golden divine radiance, the space in the valley area here seemed to become translucent, with some fluctuations, all of which entered the heart.

"So that's how it is. In the past three days, I have faintly felt that the space in this area is different from the world of Xuanhuang Lord, but it seems strange...Meng Yao, come into my sleeve."

As he said that, Zhang Lie held the Jue Li Jue with both hands, and during this process, Yun Mengyao turned into a stream of white air and flew into the sleeves of his master.

She was originally a spirit ghost with no form or quality, so it seemed like this kind of change was naturally arbitrary.

"open!"

Between the dots of Zhang Lie's hand formula, a group of dark brilliance shot out and fell in the void of the place, and suddenly the whole space appeared a strange change like a boulder being thrown into a wave of water.

The swirling ripples spread out, gradually forming a void in front of Zhang Lie.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Lie flew in directly.

Immediately through the hole, came to a place completely different from the Xuanhuang world.

This is a gray world, a purple land, and black water flowing on top of the land, and on one of the long black water rivers, there is a bridge. In the center of the bridge, two people are sitting together stand, one of them sits and drinks, and the other serves the pour.

The person sitting was a handsome and beautiful man. He was dressed in purple, wearing a golden crown on his head. Two strands of black hair hung from his white jade-like cheeks to his shoulders. He was smiling slightly with fluttering skirts. .

His eyes are bright, pure and pure, and he has the posture of a tall crane in the world.A head of black hair, with a few strands of silver and white in it, showing the vicissitudes of the years, and on each of the silver hairs, the years have left traces of knives and axes.

At this moment, he raised the wine glass in his hand to Zhang Lie, and said with a loud smile:

"Worthless is an unworldly and extraordinary person who is also the god-lord of the Netherworld and the Vast Sea. In just three days, Fellow Daoist has already broken through the secrets that took me several years to break through."

A stream of white air gushed out from Zhang Lie's sleeve, and then transformed into Yun Mengyao's appearance. At this moment, she looked at the misty world around her with some suspicion.

As a spirit ghost, of course he can sense the strangeness of this world.

But Zhang Lie flew down because he already knew who the person in front of him was:

Lord Huangquanfu, he had heard of his name when he was a little monk in the Qi training realm. This person has practiced Taoism for 4000 years and has experienced ups and downs.

once said:

"If I were the Lord of the Netherworld, I would like to extend the life of all the monks in this world for a year!" said the words.

Although he only honored his followers in the end, he is still a first-class hero in the world.

"Old friend, long time no see."

Zhang Lie said this to the man in black who was standing next to Lord Huangquan and pouring wine for him. , is the one who pours tea and wine.

But he is Zhang Lie's old friend, Lou Hongyu, the former young master of the Qinzhou Taixuan Hidden Sword Palace in the Eastern Region, more than 1000 years ago, he met Zhang Lie and gave him a lot of help.

"Don't dare to talk about friends with the gods. I met the gods of the nether world in the lower Qinzhou sword repair building Hongyu."

"..." Hearing this, Zhang Lie didn't know how to answer. He could only sit down first, and at the same time, he focused his eyes on the Lord of Huangquan Mansion in front of him.

Huang Quan, who has practiced Taoism for more than 4000 years, has forgotten his own name. He only knows that he is Huang Quan. After a long time, I am afraid that he has already grown to the peak state of this world.

The God Lords of the various domains usually do not intervene in the various disputes in the Tongxuan Realm of the Xuanhuang Great World, but they are also considered to be equivalent to the existence of the top nine-level monks of the Primordial Spirit in this world.

For example, the fact that Zhang Lie is the God Lord of both worlds is unknown in the middle and lower levels of Tongxuan Realm, but it is not a secret at the top and upper levels.

The comments given to him by the Stealing Luck Guantianzong back then already hinted at it: "The Netherworld Zhenhai, prove the way and return to the truth!"

It's just that Zhang Lie was vigilant and grabbed Li Chenzi's Taoist robe in Kunyuan Mountain at the first time. The monks who are interested in the position of the gods of these two worlds cannot afford to offend Li Chenzi, and those who can afford to offend Li Chenzi will not be able to offend him. Not having this interest allowed him to grow up safely.

"Do you know that disaster is imminent?"

Just as Zhang Lie sat down, the Taoist priest in purple said so.

Zhang Lie smiled when he heard the words: "Why is the lord still interested in the words of this charlatan? In the world, there are not many people who can bring disaster to this seat."

"Hey, that's absurd. When did I say it was a human being? Sometimes, the divine sword is empty and useless." Said, the Taoist in purple raised his finger to the sky.

"As the God Lord of the two worlds, you have been here for nearly a thousand years, but you have done even one thing that is beneficial to the two worlds of the netherworld and the vast sea? Just ask for it without making an inch of merit, but you know that heaven can't be bullied? Xuan, you can avoid calamity and escape, and from now on, relatives and disciples of fellow Taoists may also be implicated."

Lord Huangquanfu is an old monster who has practiced for thousands of years, and he was once a hero who ruled the world. He said something confidently, and it hit Zhang Lie's life. fight back.

Zhang Lie couldn't say at this time: "The children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't be horses and cows for the children and grandchildren." In this case, everyone is the top monk in this world. The Lord of Huangquan knew before he opened his mouth that Zhang Lie was extremely Cherish relatives and family members.

"Fellow Daoist, why teach me?"

Zhang Lie shook his head with a smile, and finally said this.

"What I'm going to say is of great benefit to fellow Daoist Zhang. Well, I only want [-]% more profit. As long as fellow Daoist Zhang agrees with me, I will tell you the way to help you escape."

"..."

Zhang Lie did not answer the other party immediately.

Instead, he stood up holding the jade cup, walked on the wide bridge, and came to the edge of the bridge, seeing the jet-black river flowing swiftly below.

Among them, there seemed to be a human-shaped translucent phantom, crying for help, but then sank into the black water.

"What exactly is it? For thousands of years, I have devoured and refined the power of the three realms of Netherworld, Vast Sea, and Xuanhuang in order to seek Taoism. It can be said that I am a thief of heaven and earth. The vitality of the world is replenished, only the world of the netherworld..."

At this moment, a dark golden aura lit up on Zhang Lie's forehead and between his brows. This was not a passive induction, but Zhang Lie's initiative. The Haotian Dharma Eye and the power of the Haotian Mirror are enough to gain insight into everything. Only omniscience can be omnipotent. Since the Lord of Huangquan refused to give him the answer, it doesn't mean that he can't see it by himself.

As the divine pupil scanned all around, Zhang Lie could vaguely see that on the long bridge he was at right now, it was divided by a barrier force from the middle, and he, Yun Mengyao, Lord Huangquan, Lou Hongyu is on this side, but this long bridge has another side.

"On the other side of this long bridge, there is a different atmosphere from here." In an instant, Zhang Lie realized something.

"Hahahaha, slap."

At this moment, the Ziyi Taoist, Lord of Huangquan Mansion, seemed to see something.

Looking up to the sky, he laughed and clapped his hands and sighed:
"Excellent, I didn't expect that my too filthy black light technique would not be able to stop Zhang Daoyou's divine power, that's all, I'll explain this matter directly to Daoist friend, if I try to cover it up at this time, it would seem that this deity is not happy enough."

Now that Huang Quan was willing to speak, Zhang Lie moved back to the table and sat down again, but he was also thinking quickly in his mind, so as not to fall into the other party's way again.

In just a few short sentences, the other party has already tested himself twice.

One is the method of entering here, and the other is the existence of another realm covered by the etheric black light method.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know what is the significance of the existence of the Nine Regions in the plan of the ancient monks?" He didn't directly tell Zhang Lie the answer, but the Lord of Huangquanfu asked another question first.

"The ancient sword cultivator hunted the heavens for the purpose of strengthening the original power of the Xuanhuang Realm itself."

"This is one of them. If it is only for this purpose, there is no need to establish the land of the nine regions. In the real plan of the ancient monks, the land of the nine regions should perform their own duties. The Xuanhuang Great World corresponds to the world of death, and the souls of the dead in the Xuanhuang Great World pass through these two realms, enter the real Nine Springs, and fall into a peaceful sleep."

"So, you are the master of the underworld, and I am the master of the underworld. The duty of the two of us is to strengthen the death background of the underworld and the underworld."

Zhang Lie came to his senses when Huangquan Fujun's words came to this point, and his eyes flicked over Lou Hongyu and the light film on the side.

"You have found another realm of death. As long as you annex it, the power of death in the realm of Huangquan will increase, and you will benefit from it."

"Sword cultivators must have enough opponents and enough foreign enemies, otherwise they will fall into internal strife and internal friction, so those sword cultivator sects in Qinzhou in the Eastern Region will fully support you, because the sword conquest of the land of death can not only give you The sword cultivator lineage has enough opportunities to practice, and can also accumulate heretical merits to gain the favor of the heavens!"

In an instant, connecting all these clues together, Zhang Lie solved the puzzle that has plagued the world of cultivating immortals in the Xuanhuang World for nearly a thousand years:

How did Lord Huangquan get the full help of those rebellious sword cultivators in Qinzhou in the Eastern Region? Those sword cultivators fought fiercely among themselves, but they united under the hands of Lord Huangquan, a non-sword cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist really understood at one point that the God Lord of the Nine Regions rarely participates in the affairs of the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm, because for us, the Xuanhuang Immortal Realm is a fertile field, and our battlefield is not here."

"However, Fellow Daoist made a mistake. I didn't find the dead world, but it was naturally attracted during the fall and merged into the Underworld. This is also one of the plans of the ancient monks."

"Now, there is only one problem left. If fellow Daoists want to share the benefits with me equally, then they should show their corresponding strength."

Saying that, the Taoist in purple suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand to the other end of the long bridge. When the wine glass crossed the diaphragm in the center of the long bridge, the invisible barrier formed by the too dirty black light method suddenly collapsed.

A huge death vortex composed of more than two thousand ghouls surged out, swallowing all the dead energy of the undead thousands of miles away, taking it as their own, showing an almost crazy greedy desire to possess all spiritual powers.

"Zhang Daoyou, don't die here."

Although according to his own information, Zhang Yuanlie, the Supreme Sword of Taihao, has superb swordsmanship and superb Taoism, but for such a big event, Lord Huangquanfu still has to try it twice or three times.

In that world of death, there are countless degenerate gods of death. They are depraved, crazy but not weak. Lord Huangquan was not sure that he could eat them, so he had to drag Zhang Lie.

But he could vaguely feel that the magic power of the Taoist in front of him didn't seem to be as powerful as he imagined, so even if it was ugly, he could only try it.

Facing this kind of formation, Zhang Lie stood in the void with the death vortex formed by densely packed humanoid ghouls, his expression remained unchanged, but as he waved his sleeves, a magic seal entwined with blue and yellow aura floated into the air. Haoguang, the thousands of mountains in the entire area seem to echo, and the mountains are faintly connected with each other.

"boom!"

The next moment, it was as if a blue-yellow thunderbolt struck the head, and the loud shock resounded in all directions. The giant death vortex composed of more than 2000 alien ghoul fighters was blown away by two-thirds at once. Yishanyin flew up and down again, and now even the remaining third was reduced to dust.

All that was left was a field of rotting flesh and bones that had completely lost their vitality, and a huge pit with a diameter of about three hundred feet and a depth of more than ten feet.

But the smoke and dust dissipated, in front of Zhang Lie.

Three mummies shrouded in shrouds appear, only slightly taller than normal:
One of them had what appeared to be a woman's curvaceous figure, but with a black cat's head.

The other had the head of a woman, but had the burning hair of a lion, and the body of a lion.

The last one is a woman with a scorpion on her head and a six-legged scorpion body on her lower body.

None of them had eyeballs, and what was left was only a pair of bottomless, dark voids that seemed to swallow their souls.

In the gaps in the shrouds wrapped around their bodies, one could vaguely see thousands of faces one after another, shouting different names frantically with thousands of different voices, and then gradually unified, and finally there was only one gloomy face left. A deep but grand and far-reaching ambiguous echo.

"bastet"

"Sekhmet"

"selket"

This is the god name of the dead alien gods. Devout petitioners enshrine the gods they believe in during their lifetime, and their souls will also belong to these gods after death, gaining long-term soul life.

But when the world ends, even these gods will not be spared, and those petitioners will follow, forever sealed into the bodies of the gods they believe in.

On the contrary, the world spread by Buddhism and Taoism has a reincarnation system, and souls communicate with the heavens and worlds. Although there are in and out, they are not rotten. The situation of being unable to rest in peace for ten thousand years is the greatest torture to the soul and soul.

At this time, Lord Huangquan has disappeared. His test is of course not those ghouls but these gods of death. Their combat power may be more fierce than before.

Immortal cultivators in the realm of Taoist deity transformation are no less powerful than the main gods of a middle-level god realm, but after these gods die, all their thoughts turn into killing and destruction, and their ferocity soars instead.

"As a god, I have such a close connection with my believers, but after I die, I seal them into my body forever and become my source of strength. It's really depraved and ugly."

It was also the first time for Zhang Lie to come into contact with the transcendent cultivation way outside the Xuanhuang Great World, but after he got a sense of it, he didn't take it seriously. Although it doesn't show what kind of power they have at their peak, but the appearance after death is really amazing. Ugly, immortal cultivators ascend to the heaven and earth to bless them, and the aura of the upper realm is infused into the lower realm, leaving it for thousands of years. Holding tightly to the gold and silver treasures of his lifetime, he seems to have them, but in fact he is just recruiting grave robbers.

From the perspective of Taoism, this is a typical example of being able to afford but not letting go.

Although Lord Huangquan seems to have left, Zhang Lie can still faintly sense his concern for this place.

Therefore, instead of using the Xuantian Sword Wing, he sacrificed the demon-calling banner, and under the infusion of spiritual power, the banner swung out, and thousands of demons roamed freely:

boom.

In the void, huge phantoms of the original form of the demon saint suddenly appeared:
Shanyue Pengray, the mixed descendant of the ancient god Kunpeng, the four-winged blood sickle of the alien monster, Tianpeng Zongwen Tian Yaosheng, Hydra King Annihilation Demon Saint, Water Monkey Changyou, and Magic Demon Fox Princess.

At this moment, the eyes of the six demon saints were all pure white, obviously controlled by Zhang Lie's Taoism, all of them frantically aroused their demon power and shot with all their strength.

The mountain peng ray swoops down, with six claws and two wings, it cracks the mountains and divides the sea into waves.

The four-winged blood sickle frantically swung the blades on both feet, and the four wings on the back flew together, and the wind knife flew and the sickle slashed wildly.

"Wow!"

Accompanied by the piercing cry of the eagle, Wentian Yaosheng was wrapped in blue light, and turned into a golden-winged roc, swooping down to kill him as fast as light.

The Hydra King Annihilation Demon Saint showed a monster body as huge as a mountain, and crazily bit those otherworldly gods.

With a sharp hiss from the right side of the water ape, it called out a series of huge water dragons to sweep towards the gods from other worlds.

The huge snow-white demon fox stepped on the waves, sprayed a rainbow of pale spiritual fire, and landed on the bodies of those otherworldly gods.

With six enemies and two, and Zhang Lie's side response, it is of course relatively easy to kill these three alien gods. The demon summoning banner cannot forcibly control the six demon saints for a long time, but the dead alien gods are not Without the consciousness of procrastinating and fighting for a long time, he fought hard and refused to retreat, and was quickly killed by Zhang Lie holding a banner.

At the moment when they really died, a large number of souls were freed and released like a whirlpool. Zhang Lie and Yun Mengyao tried their best to guide them into the netherworld, but most of the dead souls still automatically merged into this underworld. , thickened the background of this underworld.

Zhang Lie wins, and the ruler of Huangquanfu wins. This is the advantage of a Shinto master monk within his own realm.

(End of this chapter)