Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

A black sharp claw stretched out from the front of Ming Shuang out of thin air and grabbed Feng Wuhen's Qinghong Dao Sword directly at lightning speed.

Feng Wuhen's pupils shrank and he quickly retreated.

The next moment, a black vortex appeared out of thin air, and the figures behind the black claws shuttled out from the black vortex, one, two,..., in the blink of an eye, seven black shadows flashed out from the black vortex.

These dark shadows were clad in black robes, their faces hidden by the shadows of their hoods, and they were surrounded by dense dark energy, like messengers from the abyss of Hades. Their appearance made the entire space tremble, and an extremely oppressive and terrifying aura permeated the air.

"Domain Lord!"

Ming Shuang looked at the leader excitedly and greeted him respectfully.

"Waste! You were forced into a desperate situation so easily." The leading black shadow, the existence called the Domain Lord by Ming Shuang, glanced at Ming Shuang coldly with murderous intent.

He slowly raised his hand, and a pair of black claws looked particularly ferocious in the dim light. As he lifted up his black robe, a terrifying face was revealed. It was a unique face that combined the characteristics of the Netherworld ghost clan and the hybrid ghost clan. It was neither purely eerie nor terrifying, but a perfect interweaving of the extreme characteristics of the two. One of his pupils was a deep dark blue, like a cold star in the endless night sky, flashing with coldness; the other was red like fire, as if it could see into the deepest fears and desires in people's hearts, burning with endless anger and ambition.

In the center of his forehead, there was a long, thin black line that extended from his brow upwards until it disappeared into the shadow of the hood. That was the unique blood mark of the Netherworld Ghost Clan, symbolizing his absolute control over the power of the Netherworld. His face was covered with horrific scars, his lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, exuding a cold aura.

The most eye-catching thing is the sharp fangs extending from both sides of his chin, flashing with cold light. It is the symbol of the ghost king's bloodline, and also the terrifying weapon he uses to bite the enemy and absorb their vitality in battle. His skin is scarlet, and there are faint black lines flowing under the skin, like a river of the underworld flowing on the surface of the skin, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness.

The body under the black robe was also fully revealed, with smooth and explosive muscle lines, containing explosive power. His figure was tall and upright, nearly ten feet tall, like an insurmountable mountain, exuding a powerful aura of the Taoist level.

With the appearance of the leader, the remaining six black shadows also revealed their figures. Although they were not as majestic as the Domain Lord, they all exuded the aura of the fusion realm that should not be underestimated.

"Who are you?" Feng Wuhen held the Qinghong Dao Sword in his hand, his sword eyes staring at the other party.

"You will die knowingly today. I am the Lord of the Ninth Domain of the Demonic Abyss, the King of the Netherworld Ghost Clan - Luo Yan." Domain Lord Luo Yan sneered and was full of contempt for Feng Wuhen, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

Before he finished his words, a pair of black claws suddenly swung down, bringing up a whistling cold wind and heading straight for Feng Wuhen.

"Ding ding..." The sound of violent collisions continued incessantly. The Qinghong Dao Sword emitted flames, and its collision with the black claws stirred up circles of ripples visible to the naked eye. The horrific aftermath distorted the surrounding space.

The sword light of the Qinghong Sword in Feng Wuhen's hand weaved together and turned into layers of sword curtains, which dissolved Luo Yan's swift attacks one by one.

"Hmph, quite interesting." Luo Yan snorted coldly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that a sword cultivator who had just advanced to the Dao realm could make such a precise counterattack in such a short time. This strength was indeed beyond his expectations.

However, Luo Yan is the king of the Netherworld Ghost Clan after all, and his strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people. With a flash of his body, he appeared on Feng Wuhen's flank like a ghost, and his other black claw stretched out silently, aiming directly at the opponent's chest.

Feng Wuhen's mind raced and he quickly retreated. At the same time, the Qinghong Dao Sword drew a perfect arc in the air, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Luo Yan's throat.

Luo Yan seemed to have anticipated his counterattack. He dodged again and easily avoided the attack.

“The speed is good, but the power is far from enough.”

Luo Yan sneered, and suddenly jumped up. A pair of black claws that were comparable to Taoist weapons attacked Feng Wuhen like a storm.

Feng Wuhen's face was solemn, knowing full well that facing such a strong man, any slackness would be fatal. Spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and the Qinghong Dao Sword seemed to come alive in his hand. The sword glowed like a dragon, accompanied by the force of thunder.

"Xuantian Sword Formation, control!" Feng Wuhen shouted softly, and the spiritual power in his body instantly boiled over, transforming into countless sword qi, and condensed into the Xuantian Sword Formation in an instant.

I saw a stream of air with Feng Wuhen as the center, and the air around it seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, gradually condensing into sharp sword energy, which quickly intertwined and rotated in the air, and finally formed a complex and huge sword formation. Within the sword formation, sword lights flashed, and thousands of sword energy enveloped the entire space.

"Crack, crack, crack..." The sharp sword energy collided violently with the two Netherworld Ghost Claws, causing a deafening shattering sound. The surrounding space and the seal formation could not withstand the impact of such force and trembled violently.

Seeing this, Luo Yan did not get angry but laughed instead, with an even deeper smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Keep going, kid. Try harder. With your help, we can break the Yin Sha Sealing Formation soon."

Luo Yan looked at Feng Wuhen with a joking expression and gestured.

Before he finished speaking, an unprecedented aura of terror burst out from his body. It was the ultimate manifestation of the power of the underworld. The entire space was pulled by this force and began to twist and deform.

Luo Yan's body suddenly stretched out, his black robe bulged, and the dark energy surrounding him became increasingly dense, condensing into a black shield around him like a substance, repelling those approaching sword energies one by one.

"Netherworld, open!" Luo Yan growled and pulled his hands suddenly to both sides. Suddenly, a brand new underworld full of death and despair slowly unfolded behind him. In an instant, the wind howled and ghosts appeared, as if the wails and roars of countless underworld creatures gathered into a sea and spread out in all directions, launching a fierce attack on Feng Wuhen with the force of thunder.

Feng Wuhen listened to Luo Yan's words and looked at the formation he had set up. It was unknown whether he was ready to go all out and fight him here with all his might. With the help of the aftermath of the battle between the two Dao Lords, he would destroy the restrictions of the Ji Yin Sealing Formation.

Feng Wuhen's heart shuddered, realizing that he had been drawn into a terrible situation. If Luo Yan really destroyed the Ji Yin Seal Array, the consequences would be disastrous. The seal on the passage between the two worlds would be opened, the Demon Abyss would invade, and the world would fall into endless darkness.

For a moment, Feng Wuhen became restrained and turned into wisps of breeze, constantly dodging Luo Yan's surging offensive.

However, even though Feng Wuhen turned into wind and was extremely agile, his movements were greatly restricted in Luo Yan's Netherworld. Every time he dodged, it was like dancing on the edge of a knife. If he was not careful, he could be doomed.

"Haha, run away, let's see how long you can escape!"

Luo Yan laughed happily, his strange eyes revealing a cold murderous intent. He really enjoyed the feeling of playing with his opponent in the palm of his hand, and his attack became more and more fierce.

……

Li Mu, who was hiding in the dark, witnessed this scene. He saw the appearance of the Netherworld Taoist Lord and the scene where Feng Wuhen fell into a disadvantage. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not rush to show up, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to help Master Feng Jian solve this problem.

Li Mu's mind moved, and he took out nine array cards from the Tianxuan Ring. He released them silently, covering the edge of the entire underground space. These nine array cards were the core components of a high-level teleportation array device. Each side contained complex spatial spiritual patterns, which could instantly construct a spatial channel spanning thousands of miles.

"Master Feng Jian, hold on, I will help you out!" Li Mu conveyed through his mind.

Before he finished speaking, Li Mu quickly formed seals with his hands and poured all his chaotic power into the array cards. With a low shout, the nine array cards lit up with dazzling light at the same time. As the light intertwined, a huge space vortex quickly formed at the edge of the battlefield, like a portal to an unknown world. "Who!"

"Damn it!"

"Asshole, there's a mouse hiding!"

……

Seven combined demon cultivators who were watching the battle between the two Dao Lords and who were on guard all around were cursing in frustration, but they had no choice because Li Mu's movements were too covert and too fast. Before they could cast a spell to stop him, with a "whoosh", all the cultivators were swallowed up by the sudden space vortex, leaving only roars of astonishment and anger echoing in the twisted space.

Luo Yan's face was as gloomy as water. He never expected that at this critical moment, someone would dare to interfere with his plan.

"You are just a mere ant! How dare you obstruct my great cause!" Luo Yan roared angrily and spread out his hands, as if he was going to use the Netherworld Realm to tear the space vortex into pieces, but to his surprise, the space vortex was extremely stable, and not only was it not destroyed, but it shrank rapidly, affecting the Netherworld Realm, and was ready to teleport him away as well.

"Let go!" Feng Wuhen's eyes lit up and he swung his sword with hatred.

Feng Wuhen's sword condensed all his will. The sword light was like a dragon, cutting through the sky and going straight to Luo Yan's vitals. If he could seriously injure him at this moment, perhaps he could still save the situation.

Luo Yan snorted coldly and was forced to focus his attention on Feng Wuhen and wave his claws to resist.

With a "whoosh" sound, the two Taoist masters Luo Yan and Feng Wuhen disappeared together in the core area of ​​the Jiyin Array as the vortex of time and space converged.

When Li Mu saw Luo Yan and Feng Wuhen being swallowed by the space vortex, he felt relieved, but his brows were furrowed. At the moment, the problem was only solved temporarily, and the real challenge was still to come.

This time, the Ji Yin Array suffered severe damage. If it is not repaired in time, the consequences will be disastrous.

Li Mu's figure flashed and he quickly came to the destroyed seal formation. Looking at the fragmented formation patterns and the large amount of evil power leaking around him, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

Li Mu thought of something, and his figure flashed, and he came to the hidden spiritual field again. Looking at the high-level spiritual plants scattered on the ground and the messy Demon Abyss, he was so heartbroken that he almost couldn't breathe.

Thousands of acres of spiritual fields were filled with fifth-, sixth-, and seventh-level Yin-attribute spiritual plants. Large areas of them fell down, and their branches and leaves drooped. Li Mu felt distressed when he saw it.

Fortunately, Li Mu scanned them one by one and used his innate magical power - identifying all spirits to confirm their status one by one, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

【Evil Spirit Grass】

[Grade: fifth-grade spiritual plant]

[Features: Entangled with evil spirits, soul-eating power, purifies soul essence, erodes vitality, strengthens the soul. ]

[Status: Violently destroyed, roots collapsed, spiritually damaged]

[Yin Sha Spirit Grass, fifth-level spiritual plant, medicinal age: 367 years, grows in a place where Yin Sha Qi gathers, absorbing endless Yin Sha Qi. Its leaves are as black as night, and the dark green Yin Sha power flows in the veins. This grass can not only erode the vitality of living beings, but also strengthen the power of Yin souls. It is a precious material for refining Yin attribute magic weapons and enhancing the strength of ghost monks. ]

【Nine Yin Spirit Lotus】

[Grade: Sixth-Level Spiritual Plant]

[Features: Condensation of evil spirit, improvement of spiritual roots, shadow follows the heart, condensation of spirit, strengthening of mind, enlightenment of mind.]

[Status: Root system is stimulated, spirituality is damaged. ]

[Nine Yin Spiritual Lotus, sixth-level spiritual plant, medicinal age: 366 years, blooming in the extremely Yin land, the lotus petals are as white as jade, containing powerful extremely Yin power, surrounded by faint evil spirit. The most peculiar thing about this lotus is that it can condense evil spirit to form a solid shadow. The nine evil Yin can attack the enemy at will, and even devour its soul. When the nine evil Yin takes shape, it is the day of maturity. This thing is a top-grade spiritual thing that can improve the soul and cultivation. ]

【Ghost Vine】

[Grade: Sixth-Level Spiritual Plant]

[Features: Ghosts entangled, ghost vines spread, souls captured and spirits refined, nothing is immune to attack. ]

[Status: Violently tortured, spiritually depressed]

[Ghost Vine, sixth-level spiritual plant, medicinal age: 366 years, its vines are thick and twisted, and the surface is covered with densely packed tiny eyes, which are actually transformed from the souls imprisoned by it. Wherever the ghost vine spreads, all things are invaded by the power of its souls and lose their vitality. This vine can not only restrain souls and refine spirits, but also enhance the user's ghost cultivation. It is a top-grade spiritual plant for refining ghost-controlling tools. ]

……

Wherever he looked, the properties of each spiritual plant were clearly presented in front of Li Mu. Their conditions were not very good, but fortunately, they were protected by a protective formation and did not die completely.

"There is still hope, there is still hope!" Li Mu cheered in relief and released his spiritual thoughts. It was as if countless hands were straightening up each spiritual plant and planting them back in place at the same time.

Then, Li Mulian used the spiritual plant husband's magic, which turned into green light and gently sprinkled on each damaged spiritual plant. This was the wood-based magic that he mastered as a top spiritual plant husband - "vitality resurrection."

As the green light covered the originally languishing Yin Sha Lingcao, it seemed to feel the call of life. The dark leaves gradually regained some luster, and the broken roots slowly moved, as if looking for soil to take root again. And the evil spirits entangled around the Nine Yin Linglian began to slowly condense and take shape under Li Mu's guidance. Although not as fierce as before, it was enough to prove its tenacious vitality.

……

After a while, a dense spiritual rain fell "clatter, clatter". The raindrops were crystal clear, containing rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They fell on the spiritual field neither hurriedly nor slowly, and each drop fell precisely on the roots or leaves of the spiritual plants that needed nourishment.

Under the baptism of this spiritual rain, the spiritual plants in thousands of acres of spiritual fields seemed to be activated, exuding vitality.

After saving this hidden spiritual field, Li Mu re-arranged a powerful protective formation, and then his figure flashed and quickly disappeared from the spot. Next, he had to find a way to plug the broken restrictions of the Jiyin Sealing Array. (End of this chapter)