I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 22 The Three-Eyed Featherman, the Tubo Earth Snake (for further reading)

Heaven, earth, gods, men and ghosts, with scales and feathers.

Sentient beings in the Three Realms are basically divided into the above ten categories.

Needless to say the top five.

Gnats refer to animals that do not grow feathers, scales, or shells. They generally refer to mortals. The "person" in front refers to cultivators, aliens, etc. that have extraordinary powers.

Scales are scales, hairs are hairs, feathers are birds, and kuns are carapaces.

There are four births for living beings, needless to say, egg-born and womb-born, wet-born is born in a dark and humid place; most ghosts and gods are born by transformation, and they are born in a mature form without going through infancy and maturity.

Tang Ping looked around with his eyes.

The grass and trees cannot be distinguished unless they have turned into spirits.

Ordinary animals can also tell the difference. Most of the creatures in the underworld are born of wetness and metamorphosis. If they encounter viviparous eggs, they are ghosts with strong heels.

After a long time, Tang Ping withdrew Fayan.

This function is quite useful, and it can be used to see other people's heels and strength in the future, so it is easier to deal with it.

I often pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, so as not to be caught by others in the future.

Tang Ping looked around, the ghost spirit grass was growing well, blood vines and orchids were also good, and the twelve paper figurines were hidden in the dark.

After all, the paper figurines are small ways, at most twelve paper figurines can manifest at the same time, and they can only protect three feet of land at most.

But enough.

Then you can break through to the next realm and condense a new contract.

The current land can only enshrine these spiritual herbs.

For the next underworld contract, if you can't find the land in Yangjian, you can only conclude other things.

The advantage of the Underground Lord over the priesthood of the later generations is that he can control anything at will, regardless of the type, such as earth, wood, water or even other things.

a few days later.

Ghost market, inside the shop.

"Mr. Gongsun, this belongs to Zongzi Zuo, and it belongs to you."

Tang Ping handed Gongsun a big package.

"So many?" The old man Gongsun stared, wondering if this kid was going to rob.

"Planted a few more orchids, there is no way, it is always so easy to survive."

"Hmph, good luck."

The old man Gongsun snorted coldly, "But you do have a talent for medicine, if only you worked harder."

"Say those words again, but you promised to sell me the prescription?"

"impossible!"

Old Gongsun's head looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his hair exploded immediately.

"Forget it, have you found out about the spell?"

"Go to Lushuitan and look for Centipede. Centipede has exercises there. With your current reputation, he shouldn't dare to lie to you."

"Century? Can he see me?"

"Don't worry, he is the only centipede power."

A centipede is both a demon and a ghost. It practices the mystical method of hundreds of ghosts, and its body is composed of various ghosts.

All the ghosts in Centipede's sphere of influence are himself.

"Okay, I have time to ask."

Tang Ping went out with the money from last month.

Less than two months away from July [-]th.

Tang Ping didn't want to move for the time being.

It was another year of open and secret struggles between forces.

Perhaps it was intentional by Tang God, today you rob my territory, tomorrow I will sneak attack your spiritual field.

All kinds of fights have been banned repeatedly.

Of course, they dare not touch the power of Tang Shen's family.

For example, the ghost market and Tang Ping, who cooperated with the ghost market.

But he didn't want to get involved in it either, it would be nice to wait for his strength to be stronger.

Tang Ping didn't know what to do, but by accident, he turned his head to look at the old man Gongsun in the room, and his eyes closed again in an instant.

Seeing the scene in front of him, his body trembled.

"Egg, human, feather worm..."

What a complicated bloodline...

More importantly, strength is wandering spirit.

At the same level as the black wood ghost centipedes.

how so?

Tang Ping couldn't figure it out.

After Tang Ping left, the old man Gongsun coughed several times.

"time is limited……"

The old man Gongsun looked thoughtfully at Tang Ping's leaving back, and he must find an heir after all he has learned.

Tang Ping is not bad, but he has to test his character.

See if you can accept your karma, and if you can't take revenge in the future, can you take over this burden.

It is really impossible to find a place to bury the inheritance and wait for the next destined person.

With Tang Ping's character, I'm afraid he wouldn't do such a bitter and bitter thing.

"For the first time in a hundred years, and for the last time, dormant for a hundred years, success or failure depends on one action..."

The sharp light in old man Gongsun's eyes slowly disappeared.

……

"Featherman..."

On the road, Tang Ping's body was like a cheetah, and the branches separated automatically.

His mind had already drifted far away.

Yuren are mostly in the southwest and west.

It is rumored that one can come to the ancient Shu Kingdom through the hills and bad waters. The ruler of the country is named Cancong, and he is a three-eyed feathered man.

The three-eyed feather people and the Zongmu people are the ruling class in ancient Shu.

The founding of the country is [-] years old, and it does not communicate with the Central Plains.

Because of the mystery, there are often imitations of the ancient Shu Kingdom in the ghost market, such as bronze trees, silkworm masks, and eight-faced bronze spears.

Could it be that old man Gongsun came from ancient Shu?

Judging from his name and pedigree, maybe it is.

So what are their plans, and what is their relationship with the hostile forces of Zuojia and Tangshen in the southwest?
"Interesting, let's see how you perform."

On the way back, Tang Ping went shopping.

Ghost, ghost, metamorphosis, metamorphosis, wet life...

There are a lot of ghosts, and the number has increased year after year, but not many of them have any skills.

Under the banyan tree.

Tang Ping returned to the cabin.

"Quack!" The frog jumped in excitedly.

"Okay, you can come too."

The storage bag was sensed in the heart, and a pile of sundries was poured out with a clatter.

"Twenty-one thousand copper coins. Two bottles of Orchid Dew, fifty ghost spirit grasses, and three bottles of blood vine liquid. This is all my belongings."

The frog jumped on the pile of copper coins, his eyes were shining, and he didn't know who he learned from.

"More than 2 yuan can almost buy a spell, but it is really impossible to use a weapon to make up for it."

In the low-end realm, spell attainment is generally not very high, and most of them use weapons to make up for the lack of combat power.

two months later.

July fifteenth.

The sky is covered with blood clouds, communicating with the mysterious world.

"Woooooooo..."

Howling ghosts and howling wolves!Ghosts and gods frantically poured in.

In Yangjian, they still had a lot of fighting.

The world of ghosts is so bloody.

Tang Ping looked at the sky without moving for a long time.

This is the third sacrifice.

The first two banyan trees grew.

This time Tang Ping knew how to let Ming Qi absorb it at a fixed point.

The third time I had a complete three animals, this time I used land to try.

The air of Sanzhangyin vaguely forms a shape.

Come to the Sun of Danshui.

The wooden houses here are connected together, which is twice as many as last year.

Tang Ping flew forward and transformed into a tree god at the same time.

On the five-foot altar temple, the old priests in red clothes and tattooed faces are dancing.

The green smoke flutters, and the dance in the dark is mysterious and weird.

The eulogies are no longer just Zhu Rong and Fenghuang, but Minghou and Tree God.

The lyrics are pretty innovative.

The green smoke fluttered, attracting little spirits and monsters not far away.

Everyone was not afraid.

Whizzing!

Sure enough, sacred thorns grew automatically on the ground to eliminate ghosts.

Whoa!
The gods ride the black mist and come across life and death.

The sacrifice flies into the sky and enters the mist.

Tang Ping visualized the Maotu deed.

Cattle, sheep, pigs, and the three animals are all absorbed.

boom!
In his induction, the air of the three zhangs of the underworld suddenly gathered, forming a long yellow snake.

The horns of the head are towering and majestic.

Like a dragon without feet, like a snake or a python.

The ancients said: "There are Tu Bos underground, guarding the gates, and their bodies are nine-fold."

This is the earth snake!
(End of this chapter)