I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 99 Chapter 99~100 Mrs. Xiangjun Xiang

"You..." General Wuxia asked his men to stop, looking at the genuine iron plate, his face was cloudy and uncertain, "I really think we are afraid of your Mingzhu Temple? Well, we also have reasons to kill you."

"But Ren Jia was not killed by the old man, and the old man doesn't admit it."

While speaking, Tang Ping input Yin power, and the iron plate lit up with a white light, and the white light converged into an old man, this is Nanlu King.

"What's the matter?" Nanlu King asked.

Tang Ping briefly explained what had happened. King Nanlu knew what had happened, and immediately understood that Tang Ping wanted to shirk responsibility. After all, his apprentice killed Ren Jia, and Tang Ping was not good at fighting.

In any case, Tang Ping still has value, and there are excuses, Nanlu Wang thinks he can save it, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Since it was done by a traitor, you should go find a traitor. Tang Ping, If the other party needs any clues from you, don't hide it."

"The traitor ran to the northeast, if you want to chase it, go after it." Tang Ping half-truthfully said.

This world is very large, and it has deviated from some directions, so it is not normal to find it.

"Also, if we talk about conditions, at least let people at the level of Jiuqing come over."

Although the Nanlu King is a small barbarian country, his cultivation is at the peak of Qi refining, the three or five Qi refining palaces in Mingzhu Temple, and the scale of seven or eight allies are not enough for Wu Xia to fight with half a hand.

But Bright Candle Palace unites the surrounding countries, relying on the suppression of all candle-holding snake gods, the existence of which even the world-famous Wuxia King fears.

Hearing this, the general smiled coldly and said, "Okay, you guys won. This general is Jiang Ying, who will guard Rencheng from now on. I don't believe I can't catch you."

"Haha, please go ahead." King Nanlu nodded to Tang Ping, and then said: "This month, the pill will be handed in three times."

"That's natural." Tang Ping readily agreed, it's just an ordinary pill, it's no big deal.

"Don't let me get caught, not at all..." Jiang Ying gritted his teeth and repeated.

"Ahem, clean up." Tang Ping said without any fear, "If you're fine, please leave, I'm afraid of life."

"Humph!"

Jiang Ying snorted coldly, took his men on the dragon boat and disappeared.

After everyone left, Tang Ping muttered to himself, "This iron plate is quite useful."

"Hmph, what a proud bastard, except for Dongfang, these strangers are all virtuous, such a crazy person, when I was young, I beat him at least twenty times a day." The stone man who was silent just now said.

Haidai Qi practitioners are mostly mortals who cultivated the day after tomorrow. They usually take some kind of medicine unintentionally, and then find out the method of cultivation; they only believe in themselves, not the so-called ancestor gods, so they have a relationship with various factions in the inland. A lot of conflict.

"Come on, wait until you old man can move before bragging." Tang Ping sarcastically said.

"You wait! The old man will be the first to hit you on the head!" Shi Weng was furious, wishing to jump up and hit someone immediately.

"Haha, come here then."

The golden gate slowly rose from the ground, Tang Ping walked into the cave mansion, carried the jade tripod inside the cave mansion, and moved it outside little by little.

It wasn't intentional to anger the stone man. Tang Ping could clearly feel that the old guy's emotions as a human being were getting weaker and taciturn, and his reaction was extremely slow. If he didn't provoke the old guy, he might eventually become a Big rock.

Tang Ping placed the jade tripod in front of the wooden house, and the clouds whizzed up to the sky, just about to feast on it.

Tang Ping took out water jade (crystal), sulfur, red jade, saltpeter and other main materials, plus miscellaneous spiritual objects.

The jade cauldron is fired, and the materials are thrown into the cauldron in order. The grass and trees are refined into puddles of liquid by the magic fire. The liquid emits a strange fragrance, and the fragrance enters the cloud and is absorbed by Yunduo Yaoji.

Water Jade Chisoul Pill is a prescription of Chisong Nuts, the purpose is mainly to provide energy from water jade, as for other spirits, it is easier to find, Jianxia Ghost City has a lot of them.

People who have a deeper understanding of the way of alchemy use more unpretentious materials. In Chisongzi's understanding, water jade contains the essence of heaven and earth, and other materials are just an introduction to stimulate the essence of heaven and earth.

Therefore, the cost of elixir is not expensive, and the requirements for refining techniques and heat control are a little higher.

Tang Ping did not use the technique of Chisongzi, but used the Lingbao Five Elements Alchemy Book that he had comprehended. He has now formed his own methodology, and he only needs to perfect it step by step.

After a long time, the elixir was hot out of the oven, exuding a strange aroma.

Tang Ping took it out and took a look. This elixir was almost pure and transparent, with a trace of impurities inside, but it was fine to eat, at most it would make the body stiff and unable to react consciously.

Many people have tried medicine for themselves in advance.

Tang Ping swallowed it in one gulp, and cool energy flowed all over his limbs.

The elixir is a supplement to the consumption of cultivation. Without enough elixir, it is difficult to practice the exercises once a day. After all, the soul lacks a lot of things.

After a long time, Tang Ping slowly opened his eyes, stood up, stretched, continued to refine one, and stored it.

Soon, Tang Ping went to the underworld.

Under the underworld altar, Zhang Fu guards a big black jar.

The mouth of the altar is sealed with various spells, and the mouth of the altar is poured with rooster blood, and the incense burns every day.

This is the training altar where the flag is raised and the soldiers are rampant. The altar that could hold fifty ghosts is now only dedicated to one.

"how was it?"

A cloud of black mist suddenly appeared, and Tang Ping walked out of the mist.

"Huan Shenhou, it is almost successful, and the price is not small this time." Zhang Fu said.

The disheveled hair is used to practice hunting in the mountains, and the hunting in the mountains is used to practice waving the flag and shouting.

The loss of a rampant soldier is unbearable.

Whoa!
For a long time, the wind was blowing, and a ghost was nine feet tall, with flaming eyebrows, and an indigo complexion, with two big yellow flags crossed behind his back, majestic and majestic, like a general.

Tang Ping had already thought of the scene where he gathered [-] and the flags filled the sky.

He stamped a new talisman again, and said to Zhang Fu: "One is successful, continue to practice according to this method."

"Yes."

After arranging the affairs, Tang Ping went to pay a visit to Mirage Dragon God, and stopped by to see Shuitan Yuji, and Xiong Yingzhuman Xiongying for three generations, but was told that the three of them were retreating.

Tang Ping thought to himself, probably Xiong Ba had learned Zhu Rong's fire body, which allowed the three guys to find a way forward, so they chose to retreat.

When I came to the underworld, I met many new wandering gods. I didn't know these newcomers very well, and most of them couldn't name them.

Tang Ping returned to the cave with a lack of interest. Most of his former subordinates had gone through hardships with him. Although they were superiors and subordinates, they could still talk and joke occasionally.

Most of the newcomers nowadays are trembling and respectful when they see themselves, and it is impossible to have someone who was close to them before.

Back in the cave, Tang Ping sorted out his belongings.

At present, there are three more precious magic weapons on his body, two stone chickens, half a picture of Baimei, and the body of the snake that has not yet been refined.

After getting familiar with it, Tang Ping was going to use the secret method to bless more than a dozen layers to increase his strength again.

I don't know the years on the mountain.

Boring day after day, alchemy, alchemy, and occasional outings.

The surrounding crisis has been calmed down, from a fierce competition to a secret confrontation.

This night's practice is complete.

The moonlight on the body surface disappeared, the Dharma appearance returned to normal, the Huangquan flood dragon disappeared from the void, and the big earth snake was still breathing out the essence of heaven and earth.

The cave is surrounded by a gray border, a bit like an invisible wall. The stone palace walls are painted with colorful patterns with plant oil paint.

It is marked with water potential and terrain, as well as forces of different colors.

This map forms a complex water network with the Yangtze River, Han River and its various tributaries, and the Yunmengze water system.

This picture takes Chu State as the center, and Jingpeng is the four original Jing State powers in the north. The land in the four directions adds up to four times that of Chu State.

It was originally in a split state, but after the return of Jiang Feng from the Fanxia Realm above Qi Refining, he reintegrated the various forces.

The forces these Yuren set foot in are the life-and-death enemies of Chu State and Tang Ping. From now on, the struggle between the two sides will continue, and Tang Ping is thinking about Yu Renqing's three dishes and one soup.

To the east is a vast barren land, which is mixed with many tribes. These tribes are also physically strong, and the surrounding forces call them Baiyue.

The name Baiyue sounds a bit barbaric, but in fact it is not. The ancestors of Baiyue are the Tianhuang clan, and they are the descendants of the Tianhuang clan. The Tianhuang clan has a dragon head and a human body, and it is said that there are twelve heads.

Before the capital of the Emperor's Clan was moved to the Northern Central Plains, it was in the Baiyue Liangzhu area.

"This place was developed by Du Yu." Tang Ping drew a line.

The Yelang Kingdom in the west is next to the Chu Kingdom. With the character of the mirage dragon god and the demon tribe, it is definitely not enough to get these, and they will use various excuses in the future. Of course, they are afraid of the grouse now, so they should not act rashly.

To the west is the Kingdom of Big Bird, as well as the Kingdom of Baipu, the Kingdom of Yong, etc. To the south is the Kingdom of Jade, and the ancient Kingdom of Wuxia, which occupies an area of ​​tens of millions of square kilometers in the southwest. There are some small countries on the edge and in the middle.

This kind of territory has no actual control, and it is normal to have a country within a country that does not obey the control.

These are also the enemies of Chu.

"We must defeat them in the future..." Tang Ping thought.

In any case, the entire south must belong to the state of Chu, so that it has the capital to fight for world hegemony.

This time it is impossible to use it as a background board.

When Xiongba Zhang Wulang broke through to refine Qi, he began to expand outward.

When Tang Ping was thinking about the way forward, the jade talisman in the cave shone brightly.

It turned out to be the message from Meishan Zhang Wulang.

"Shenhou, we have found the remains of Dongling Bird Master and discovered the method of offering sacrifices to Empress E and Nvying."

"Finally found out..." Tang Ping walked out of the Qunyu Mountain cave and flew towards Meishan.

Meishan is still cloudy and cloudy, and cigarettes become clouds.

Many sailors sit quietly and practice secret techniques.

The exhaled air stirred up the white clouds, sweating profusely.

Wild dogs, vicious tigers, and miasma monsters live here harmoniously.

In addition to the black altar, the largest altar on the mountain, there are many small altars for refining souls. This is the art of refining ghosts developed by Zhang Wulang.

Ghost soldiers can be summoned to practice in the black altar every fifteenth day, and after a certain level, they can be called at any time to assist the navy to kill the enemy.

A strong wind blew up, cigarettes swayed, and Tang Ping suddenly appeared above the altar.

"Shenhou!" Zhang Wulang stood up and saluted.

"Hmm. It's been a long time."

Zhang Wulang took out strange sheets of yellow leather paper from the storage bag. As soon as Tang Ping got started, he found that there was something wrong with the leather paper. The texture was as soft as silk cloth.

Vellum?
It should be the most essential part of human skin.

The content of the sacrificial ceremony is recorded in weird bird script, which is the most commonly used script by the southern tribes. Tang Ping has lived for more than 300 years, so he naturally knows this knowledge.

"Yu Shun's name is Chonghua, one of the five emperors. At the beginning of Deming Shun, Emperor Yao was married to the second empress Ying, and Shun succeeded Yao. Shun went to the south and died in Cangwu. The second concubine went to find him, and found that Shun was dead. Yishan. The two daughters of Huang Ying hugged the bamboo and cried, and died of tears, and the tears stained the green bamboo. Shun died in Hunan, and the Southern Man called him the Lord of Xiang, and Ehuang Nvying was the wife of Xiang."

"Mrs. Xiangjun Xiang...it turns out to be Shun and Ehuang Nvying."

Except for Yun Zhongjun, who was making soy sauce all day long, Tang Ping had never seen other gods in mythology, such as the young master and the great master, Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang.

It turns out here.

The human skin paper also records the method of offering sacrifices to the goddess of Xiangshui, which requires the use of tear bamboo, night pearl, shark oil and a water god as sacrifices.

There is also a line of small characters at the bottom, the handwriting is very new, it should be added by the birdman wizard later.

The general idea is that Shun’s tour of the south is not to enjoy great feats and enjoy the worship of all ethnic groups, but to look for the elixir of the emperor of heaven. The emperor of heaven should refer to one of the three emperors. house.

The elixir is guarded by the yellow bird, and the yellow bird's subordinate is the black snake.

The subsequent development was the same as the story Tang Ping heard before. The yellow bird and the black snake competed for the elixir, and it seemed that they each grabbed one, and evolved into the current race of snakes and feathers.

There were six other copies that were lost to different places. Shun was looking for the magic medicine from the south, but Shun had some bad luck and died on the way to find the elixir.

Therefore, Wizard Big Bird thought that perhaps Ehuang and Nvying knew the whereabouts of the elixir.

"The elixir of death..."

Tang Ping muttered to himself, of course he was interested in the elixir, as well as the ancient gods.

With their assistance, the unification of the South is just around the corner.

The difficulty of the sacrificial ceremony lies in a water god and Xiangfei Leizhu.

Concubine Xiang's tearful bamboo needs 99 pieces to build an altar. The birdman wizard should have gathered this material, but I don't know where it was lost.

At the same time, a live Xiangfei bamboo is also needed.

This can only be found slowly in the ghost market.

Tang Ping accepted the human skin paper, and will study towards this goal in the future.

To be idle in the long years is to be idle.

Might as well find something to do.

Tang Ping said to Zhang Wulang: "You pay more attention on weekdays and see if you find anything."

"Yes."

"Is there any problem here in the world?"

"No problem, Xiongba is in seclusion, and he will also be in seclusion in the next day. There are eight wandering gods in the world besides us. Would you like to meet them?"

"No need."

In a few decades, it is estimated that almost all the fourteen gods of Qunyu Mountain will have wandering spirits, and wandering spirits will not be so valuable by then.

"By the way, the disciple has one more thing to report."

"What's the matter?"

"The stone chicken seems to be a tool made in a foreign country overseas to fight against the Dayi merchants. Its original shape is the East China Sea whale chicken. It doesn't need to be resurrected, just find a way to control it."

"It seems that the method of controlling this seat is similar."

In this case, there is no need to find a way, just use the magic method to control it.

After arranging human affairs, Tang Ping returned to the cave to practice.

Ten years later.

Du Yu still flies pigeons to pass books every few years, but there has been no movement in recent years.

Zhang Wulang passed through the ghost market in Jianxia, ​​and successively collected one or two hundred Xiangfei bamboos.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight of the Yushan Mountains gathers and lingers for a long time, full of light and shadow, like a wonder in the heavenly palace.

Inside the cave, there is a moonlight incense and glazed body, illuminating the entire cave.

After a long time, the moonlight slowly dissipated, revealing Tang Ping's original face, black and white and three eyes.

Indestructible Incense Glass Body (1/10000) Dacheng.Taiyin refining method (10000/10000) is perfect,

After ten years of practice, the Taiyin form-making method has been perfected, and the body of incense and glazed glass has achieved a small success.

Red pine nut refining technique (10000/20000).

Sure enough, he inherited the perfect level of proficiency in the Taiyin Forming Method, and the Chipine Nuts refining technique is a little bit a day.

There are still [-] points to the mid-term.

About 27 years.

Ten years later.

Qunyu County.

At night, lanterns were hung all over the county, young men and women wore the latest clothes, and went to the lantern festival in twos and threes. Although many places still revealed the ancient and simple atmosphere, it was almost the same as the ancient times that Tang Ping was familiar with.

There is no defense between men and women in this world, and both women and men make bold displays of love.

Today is Qiqiao Festival, a day for single men and women to court.

As long as you see the person you like, you can go forward and give the lantern, and it will be successful if the other party accepts it, otherwise it will not work.

"Do you know the origin of the Qiqiao Festival? So so, so so..." An old man who looked like a poet talked eloquently among the crowd.

As for the origin of the Qiqiao Festival, the poet said it originated from the ancient Zhurong period.

The poets are real mortals, and their legends are almost heard from some mysterious beings in the mountains and forests.

That's right, a certain god started to make up stories and spread them indiscriminately because of his old age and seniority.

Anyway, since he is old, he can not only adapt, but even make up randomly.

Among the crowd, a handsome scholar in white was wandering around with a petite and handsome bookboy.

"Ji!"

"Master Shenhou, my name is Ji Li."

"Li, how about this mortal festival? It has been held for 15 years, hey, I am really worried about the population."

While asking for credit, Tang Ping looked around.

At this time, he found that the crowd was making noise, and they were coming from his side.

Could it be that Shenhou's divine power is leaking?Can't cover it like a bright moon in the sky?
(End of this chapter)