I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 160 Didanhuangwan, two-level reversal.

"It's enough to last until next month. Next month is the day when the sect master passes on the throne."

At this time, anyone who thinks they are qualified to compete will go up to compete.

"Is everyone eligible?"

"Yes, everyone has seven chances. If you win four games, you will be the candidate for the head. The candidates for the head will continue to compete in seven games. The head will personally come up with the questions. The first winner will be the head, and the remaining four They are called the Four Real Men."

"Our white robes definitely have a chance, but it's still too bad compared to others."

Baipao is the most common disciple, he has certain rights, but not many, and he usually finds his own way to test medicine, unlike other true disciples who have medicine for people and beasts.

And in the competition, you can bring your own disciples, let the disciples pass the previous level first, and save your strength to deal with the master's level.

Bai Pao couldn't even support himself, let alone accept apprentices. If he competed by himself, it would be impossible to do this step without a little bit of unique skills in fourteen consecutive competitions.

"By the way, I'm almost out of stock, and it's up to you to tide over the difficulties together. Whoever is the head is not the head, and it's over if you just mess around."

"There are things, don't worry."

Tang Ping's eyes flickered, thinking that he was ready to go.

The sects of Danjing are not as strict as the sects of later generations, there is no distinction between hall masters and deacons, and the names of the upper echelons of the sects are also different.

The head of the Danjing or under the head of the sect is a real person. There are generally four real people, and there is an opportunity to use the Danjing to practice once a year.

Under the real person is the true biography, and under the true biography is the white robe.

Generally, it is the disciple or subordinate of the sect master who manages the logistics.

Danjing is the well water used by Huangdi's courtier Hongya to refine alchemy. Generally, only the master and real people can use it. Tang Ping really wanted to see what it was that had so many people vying for it.

After that, Tang Ping lived in this place. There were about two people living in one courtyard. Apart from Tang Ping and Qin Jian, there was no one else, so it was quite leisurely.

As time went by, the infighting between the parties became more and more intense.

Tang Ping also gradually understood the situation of this place.

The sect master Hong Chuan is a descendant of Hong Ya, his cultivation is at the peak of Shanxia, ​​one step away from traveling.

Of course, in the current situation, it is estimated that the impact has failed, and the life span is not many years, and then he is thinking of abdicating.

This is also a way for Danjing to maintain smooth operation.

Rather than fighting openly and secretly among the disciples after the death of the sect master, it is better to formalize the struggle during life and set down the rules, so that the sect can prevent internal fighting after death.

Of course, rules are dead, but people are alive.

The top of the gourd mouth, the depths of the mountain.

The vegetation here is dense, and lion statues are erected around it.

These statues are similar to the lions at the bottom of the mountain, and there are as many as one hundred. If outsiders dare to break into this place, the statues will come alive and swallow each other.

Behind the statue is a dark red hall. Under the dark night, the dark red hall looks particularly impressive.

There are six ancient wells in front of the hall, the wells are not big, three feet and three wide.

A jade bucket hangs above the well, and on the circling beams of the jade bucket there are blue-eyed, green-scaled, clawless dragons, and beside the well is a three-foot-old golden-eyed liger.

The well water is not ordinary well water, there is gold essence, green liquid, stalactite, emperor fluid, sun essence, and dragon blood left by the dragon who fought in Muye.

The well water materials come from the six emperors (tribal leaders), and the elixir god Dandi Danhuang Wan refined from the six well waters is the highest unique skill of Danjing.

Of course, I don't know if these are true or not. Most of the inheritances say that they have very powerful backgrounds, and they are often three emperors and five emperors. In fact, they are nothing.

Inside the main hall, there is a huge brown meat ball.

The shape of the meat ball is irregular, with blue veins all over it, and a filthy air blows towards the face.

The meat ball was still wriggling slowly, looking very disgusting.

clack clack...

At this time, a head squeezed out from the center of the meat ball.

This head looks like a middle-aged man, with facial skin like white jade, with three long beards, and the appearance of immortal bones is incompatible with the fleshy ball.

This person is Hong Chuan, the master of Danjingmen.

"This body won't last long, it won't work, if you refine some Emperor Pills, you will be able to break through the realm."

Hong Chuan's voice was hoarse, with an indescribable evil.

The people in Danjing have the secret method of dissolving corpses, one is fire dissolving and the other is hydrolysis.

This is the unique skill of abandoning the physical body and transforming into a different kind of ghost cultivator when the life span is about to end.

Hong Chuan's corpse was dissected once, and he claimed that it was hydrolyzed, but in fact he changed this visual avatar.

Shirou is a kind of meat that can be infinitely regenerated in ancient books, and has strong vitality. Hong Chuan has indeed lived many years longer by taking away this body, but his lifespan is still up.

Lifespan is not only the life of the body, but also the life of the soul. No matter what the body is, when the time comes, it is time.

Whoa!
A gust of wind picked up.

Hong Chuan turned into a normal form, and the fierce light in his eyes disappeared.

"Hong Tie, come in!"

Although the voice was small, it came out of this forbidden area and came to the courtyard not far away with precision.

After a while, a man in green robe flew in.

"Greetings, master!" Hong Tie half-kneeled.

Hong Chuan didn't ask his disciples to get up, but after looking it over, he said quietly: "Gold, silver, copper and iron, how many years have you four brothers been with me?"

"Back to the master, the youngest me is already 300 years old."

Hong Tie was overjoyed. When the head of the sect talked about the past, wasn't he just talking about feelings?Do you want to share the luggage with everyone?

"It's time to contribute to the teacher."

"Master, please tell me that the disciple will go through fire and water, and he will not hesitate to do so."

"Haha, it's a word."

boom!
Hong Tie raised his head, and a square bronze tripod with a height of one person appeared in front of him.

Whoa!
Liquids of six colors flew out of the six wells and poured into the tripod, and golden flames burned under the tripod.

Hong Tie only felt a suction force coming, and he sucked his body high into the air and threw it into the cauldron.

"Hey, hey... Master..."

boom!
Under the lid of the cauldron, only faint screams could be heard, this time it was going through fire and water.

Time passed.

For some careerists, one month is so fast that they did not wait for their own preparations; for other ordinary disciples, one month is longer than the previous ten years.

Qingyun Pagoda.

There was a cry from inside.

"Really, please forgive me!"

"Master Qingyun! Please spare me!"

"I do not want to eat!"

Each of Qingyun's five disciples held a jade plate, on which were yellow pills of different shades.

Opposite them were many people in white robes kneeling.

It was they who begged for mercy just now.

Qingyun didn't change his face, and said to his eldest disciple Shishi: "Hey."

"Yes!"

Feed the pill at the same time.

boom!
Some people blew themselves up on the spot, and some lay on the ground and bled to death.

Each death pattern is different, only one of the seven orifices bleeds, but it does not die.

"Is this recipe effective?"

As if he had found a treasure, Qingyun hurried forward and clasped the disciple's wrist, poking his true energy into it, trying to find out the flow of the elixir.

Since it is not dead, it means that the side effects are still acceptable, and the rest is to modify it.

The disciple rolled his eyes and died.

"Hey, the quality is too bad."

This natural yellow bud pill is a elixir that has gathered Qingyun's lifelong energy. Once it is practiced, the medicinal power is limited to the magic elixir.

But the medicine man is not very good, the strength is too weak, it can't reflect the effect of the medicine well, and it can't last longer.

It doesn't have to be without any side effects, it's almost impossible, at least people have to eat it so that they can't die.

If this continues, the only way to test the medicine is to use the truth.

The true cultivation base is stronger, the lowest cultivation level is Qi refining, and can bear the responsibility of many times of drug testing.

Of course, Qingyun denied this idea on the spot.

This idea doesn't work.

Originally, there were not many true transmissions here, and many died outside.Then use the true medicine to test the medicine, and he will become a general without soldiers and horses.

The white-robed disciples are a bunch of trash, these people are useless.

"White robe..." Speaking of white robe, Qingyun thought of someone.

A person with true cultivation and alchemy ability.

This person is Tang Ping who has just started. Tang Ping is not a direct descendant, so Qing Yun doesn't have deep feelings for him, and he doesn't want to give him more power.

All fools know that a person who has become enlightened outside and has not enjoyed too much favor from his teacher is definitely not as loyal to himself as the real one.

"But it's good for testing medicine."

Albatron thought to himself.

He wasn't afraid of Tang Ping's resistance and the like, anyway, he had already entered his door, so he was afraid of where he would go?
Thinking of this, Qing Yun said to the other five disciples: "Quartz, Shi Jing, Shi Kai... you five call him here, remember not to start a conflict, if there is a conflict, the few of you can work together to take it down."

Seeing a few disciples not taking it seriously, Qingyun added again: "Don't take it lightly, this person is also refining Qi."

Hearing this, everyone put away their contempt.

As night fell, the stars arrayed.

The noisy pill-eating monsters in the sky did not know where to go.

Wan Lai was silent, Tang Ping moved a chair and looked at the empty night sky, and faintly heard low-pitched weeping from the nearby courtyard.

There are medicine men and white robes.

Obviously, the pressure from the upper echelons made them unable to bear it.

"Why are you here without taking a break?" Qin Jian was speechless, "You don't want to fight for the head."

"Competing for the head?" Tang Ping no longer concealed it at this time, and said loudly, "That's exactly what I want to do."

Qin Jian turned pale with shock, thinking that Tang Ping might be too stressed and crazy, and he could say such words.

"Forget it, let's fight."

Qin Jian was speechless and turned around to close the door.

Whoa!
At this time, five auspicious clouds descended.

The leader is none other than Quartz.

"Junior Brother Yuding, Master told you to come over."

"What's the matter?" Tang Ping asked.

"It's nothing, we'll talk about it when you go." Quartz didn't answer directly.

Qin Jian hid aside, thinking to himself that Tang Ping might have offended someone, so he should be arrested and tested now.

"it is good."

Tang Ping was unexpectedly calm, which made the five people who were waiting in full force just now a little uncomfortable.

Could it be that they don't know the consequences?

Shi Shi and Tang Ping rode together on the auspicious cloud, he patted Tang Ping on the shoulder, and said: "Work hard, and you will benefit in the future."

"Oh, thank God." Tang Ping was flattered.

Soon, he came to the pagoda again.

On top of the pagoda, Qingyun sat cross-legged, in front of him was a huge Yunqi pill furnace.

Everyone waited for a long time, and suddenly, the elixir was fired.

boom!
Several elixirs flew out, Qingyun swept it lightly with the whisk, the elixirs dissipated, and lay peacefully on the jade plate.

There are five pieces in different colors.

This is Qingyun's new pill modified on the basis of last time.

"Look at the Natural Yellow Bud Pill. Taking this pill will regenerate broken bones, heal dark wounds, and has a miraculous effect of nourishing the mind and nourishing the vitality. The person who takes it will have a clear mind within a year and will not be fascinated by illusions. Do you know what is the difference between them?"

"Amount of sulfur?"

Tang Ping saw it at a glance.

"Not bad, take it."

Qingyun motioned to Shishi, and the other four stood in a square to force Tang Ping.

"The current elixirs basically won't kill people, and at most have some side effects, and the benefits are definitely greater than the side effects. If I become the master, your benefits will definitely be indispensable."

"Hehe, with such benefits, why don't you eat it first?"

Tang Ping made a mockery.

"Bold!"

Several disciples were about to step forward to subdue Tang Ping.

boom!
Tang Ping erupted with a powerful momentum, instantly knocking five people into the air.

"Not good! Fanxia!"

Qingyun's pupils shrank, and he hastily used his whisk.

It's a pity that resistance was useless. The next second Tang Ping appeared beside him, his right hand formed into a claw, grasping Qingyun's throat, and a mysterious force locked his true energy.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better not move."

"Who the hell are you?" Qingyun's attitude suddenly softened, and he said, "If there is any offence, I still look to Haihan."

"You are my ancestor, who else can I be if I am Yuding?"

Tang Ping smiled, then looked at the other five disciples, and said, "Come on, come and share the pill."

A disciple hesitated.

boom!
A golden light pierced through the lower abdomen.

"Ahhh!!"

The man was lying on the ground rolling all over the floor, unable to speak in pain.

Several other people took it one after another, and then cried bitterly.

"Hmph, isn't your level good, Qing Yun?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Qingyun with a fierce look, as if he was thinking about how to kill someone to silence him.

"Speak well if you have something to say, and speak well if you have something to say!"

Qingyun really regretted it, he knew that he would not provoke this plague god.

Since Tang Ping showed his strength, all previous doubts have been solved.

No wonder this kid is weird. He doesn't look very strong, but he can stay in that place without anyone interfering with him. What is it if he is not powerful?
I'm afraid it has such strength from the beginning.

Yudi should have been killed.

Rather than meeting his gaze, Tang Ping knew what Qingyun was thinking, and said, "That's right, it's exactly what you thought. Congratulations on leading the wolf into the house."

He took out a pitch-black pill for Qingyun to take.

Qingyun endured the stench and swallowed it, the elixir suddenly melted, and a nameless worm moved to the sea of ​​consciousness between the eyebrows.

"This..." Qingyun was shocked.

"This is the heart-satisfying Gu, I think you will die without a place to bury you."

Tang Ping threatened.

And this Gu worm can restrict others from speaking certain information, even if they want to say it, they can't say it.

The others followed suit one by one, and Tang Ping controlled the main members of Qingyun's lineage.

After finishing these, Tang Ping came to the alchemy furnace and said, "There is nothing wrong with the elixir, but the heat is not right. It should be refined at different stages with three different properties."

"This difficulty..."

Qing Yun has no access to such fine fire control, and even the sect master may not be able to do it, and different fire proficiency may not be the same.

When Tang Ping used Huofenghuo, Canghaihuo, and Yinhuo to refine the complete natural yellow bud pill, Qingyun was completely dumbfounded.

"how?"

"I admire you, I should call you Shizu."

Now the poles are reversed.

"Very good, in a few days we will go to the front line for our master!"

"Yes! Grandmaster!" Everyone said in unison.

(End of this chapter)