The Path to Immortality Begins with the Life-Extending Lamp

Chapter 136 Have you ever heard of the ghosts of the Six Heavens Sect?
scold!
"Bull Head" raised his mourning staff and swung it down. The entire Netherworld began to deform and twist with the force of the blow, until the Ghost Mother's Netherworld was instantly shattered when the staff fell.

The core of the Twisted Underworld was nothing more than a withered, yellow hanging rope lying on the ground.

"Horse-face" was like a ghost, its hundred-foot-tall spirit body larger than many Dharma forms. With a single movement, it carried the mourning banner and instantly appeared above the head of Taibai Sword Lord.

With a wave of the spirit banner, the banner, once stained with the blood of celestial demons and demon kings, rolled down like a shroud, lifting the bluestone slabs on the street like a blanket and wrapping them in the banner...

The dignified governor, facing the deadly blow, drew his sword and charged forward. His immense inner energy stirred a blade of light, which transformed into a silver moon a thousand feet in size.

"when!!"

However, the moment the two clashed, the governor's horizontal sword was instantly knocked out of his hand and flew backward. His four-foot-long Linghua straight sword spun and bounced out, the blade sticking straight upside down into a section of broken wall.

The imposing governor's face was solemn at this moment. He pulled away and retreated. If he hadn't released his grip on the hilt in time after the collision, his right hand would probably have been broken.

This is a bound-to-the-ground evil spirit, a very terrifying evil spirit!

The corpse demon's body, hundreds of feet tall, resembled the legendary "Ox-Head" and "Horse-Face" guardians of the underworld. If caught by them, even ordinary unorthodox underworld deities would likely not be able to escape.

This exchange also reveals that the Yin Shen Zhenren, who originated from the Taiyi Dao, possessed a level of insight far superior to the two. On that day, he only glanced at them briefly and knew that he was no match for them, so he immediately retreated to avoid the battle...

At this moment, in the Qishan region, the governor took a deep breath and took down the two eight-sided armor-piercing hammers from his waist belt. The small hammers, about a foot in size, were only the size of a young man's arm. When he struck down with the two hammers, the light of the hammers shone through the ground, knocking down the hungry ghosts and drowned ghosts that surrounded him on both sides, and quickly creating distance between himself and the "bull-headed corpse".

The "Horse-faced Spirit" on one side was even more terrifying. Its funeral banner fluttered like a shroud, bringing the entire earth to life. It was like a flowing blanket that shook off the ground and threw the two spirits high into the air, about to wrap them up in the banner.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, the two Yin Gods finally felt a chill run down their spines. They unleashed a sword light that stretched a thousand feet across the night sky, heading towards the still unclosed line between heaven and earth.

One of them, his entire body stagnant, with divine light swirling around his sleeves, took out a golden whip from his sleeve and lashed it into the void with a thunderous roar. In an instant, a four-horse-drawn creature emerged, pulling an ancient chariot.

On that chariot, a magnificent canopy was gathered, and within the black and red awning, two warrior spirits seemed to be clad in armor and wielding sharp weapons, commanding the troops.

The governor of the southern kingdom leaped into the ancient chariot. As horns sounded and drums thundered, the bronze-like chariot creaked and groaned, smashing through the encirclement of several large demons and heading in the opposite direction…

"Where exactly is this place?"

Gazing at the Taibai sword light darting about not far away, the governor of the Southern Kingdom narrowed his eyes, his expression extremely unpleasant.

Just how reckless must this sword cultivator be to dare to trespass into this place?
Surrounded by a horde of ferocious beasts, those ancient ghosts who roamed the earth day and night, already terrifying enough under the influence of unknown rules, were now joined by the two "Ox-Head" and "Horse-Face" figures that even Yin spirits had to avoid. What could be done?
"An unknown Netherworld Realm!"

"The complete Yinshan Realm, whose lineage of the Ghost Clan has not been severed."

The sword light collided with the end of the spirit banner, and immediately fell diagonally into the ridge of Qishan Mountain, revealing the figure of Taibai.

On the mountain ridge is a royal wall built around Qishan Mountain, about thirty feet high and more than ten feet wide. Along the entire Great Wall, rows of pavilions and terraces have been built.

Taibai drew his sword and pointed, startling away the evil spirits on the mountaintop pavilion. He stopped there and looked towards the top of Qishan Mountain. All he could see was a vast underworld, with hundreds of ghosts wandering around and ruins everywhere. It was truly terrifying to the living.

Such a dangerous place is only a corner of the 800-li Qishan region!
Apart from those few major sects, even if ordinary immortal sects used their resources, they might not be able to break into Qishan, and would probably be wiped out here...

Is this what "Ji Du" relies on, and what gives him the confidence to wield his sword against the Yin God?

"really!"

Taibai took two steps back, pointed his sword, and it seemed as if a hazy phantom was cleaved in front of his eyes, making the eerie aura of the entire Youtian even clearer!

Being blinded by a ghost is like being obscured by a leaf.

This 'ghostly illusion' truly blinded the two Yin Gods, leaving their five senses and six perceptions in a state of confusion, and they unwittingly fell into this situation surrounded by hundreds of ghosts.

The majestic man on the ancient chariot in the distance, watching Taibai's actions, also reacted. He drew his bow with a hammer, his eyes fixed on the heavens, and just as he pulled out the hidden ghost from behind the scenes, he shot out a full moon arrow, extinguishing the light in the ten miles of void. Before the sound was even uttered, the arrow had already arrived.

Rumble…

With a single strike, the blindfolded imps clinging to the shoulders of the two Yin Gods screamed and instantly turned to ashes. In a small alley in Qishan, another vengeful ghost, having spent its days wandering, slowly emerged from the aftershocks of the explosion.

It was a fierce ghost in the shape of a middle-aged man, dressed in a plain robe, his whole body pale, his left hand loosely clasped to his chest, actually holding three or five ghost infants in his arms!

The ghost stories of Lingnan have not yet ended, and the judge sent Ziying to his seat.

This is actually the Tongzi Ghost recorded in the Lingnan Hundred Ghosts Record.

The Tongzi Ghost, also known as the Yupan, is most fond of adopting ghost infants and children to command ghosts.

If a family has no descendants, or if an infant has died young, one can kowtow at the crossroads at midnight within twelve hours, recite the infant's name, and seek the help of a ghost judge to ask for the protection of a ghost.

Because it can truly revive dead infants and bring their souls back to life! This ghost does not eat people or accept incense offerings; it only loves to exchange the spirits of its subordinate ghosts for the souls of dead infants.

Of course, even if the resurrected spirit is not the original one, and after being reborn, it is congenitally weakened and cannot live for more than 24 years, but the bloodline is rekindled and it can continue the family line, so it can be called the art of bringing a "person" back to life.

Furthermore, if a family maintains a strict academic tradition, and the father is kind and the son is filial, they are no different from ordinary people.

This matter has been rumored in various prefectures of Lingnan for a long time, but it remains a taboo. Thanks to the exorcism efforts in the south, such a ghostly entity that could overturn life and death, yin and yang, has not appeared for many years...

As soon as this hidden ghost appeared, before the two Yin gods could make a move, Li Qing suddenly felt his eyelids twitch. A sudden realization dawned on him: the ability to judge and nurture children seemed to be very useful for his future...

However, with the emergence of a hundred ghosts and the presence of four Yin God-level True Person Evil Spirits, he dared not make any rash moves.

The primordial energy in his body could only be used to activate the "Eternal Regret Ghost Scissors" once, so it was not up to this Tongzi Ghost.

After taking one deep look at the Tongziyu Judge, Li Qing turned around and returned to the top of the four-story pavilion in Dongli Garden. Beside the incense table, a wandering ghost was crawling, which was the former master of the manor, Cui Ying, whose vitality had not yet fully recovered!

At this moment, the vengeful ghost was able to roam freely throughout the attic.

Li Qing had no intention of paying attention to her. With a flick of his wrist, the soul banner, which had already been inscribed with the "No Clothes" bronze inscription and the talisman of soldiers and warriors by the disciples of the Three Emperors, rolled up and instantly swept up the female ghost, slamming her to the ground with a bang.

"Once we return to the mountain gate, I will request a ritual for refining water and fire to see if it can help you reunite your soul. This will be a way of repaying the favor of the letter you left behind!"

Humans have three souls: the Heavenly Soul governs intelligence and memory, the Earthly Soul governs the seven emotions and nature, and the Life Soul is the fundamental primordial spirit.

Both the celestial and terrestrial souls can dissipate, resulting in the loss of memories, a slight change in nature, and a descent into the realm of ghosts. However, if one loses their life soul, then true death is imminent, and even the path of ghosts becomes difficult to attain…

After pondering for a moment, Li Qing raised her sleeve and brushed it across the table. Ignoring the female ghost wrapped in the black banner on the ground, she took out the scroll of human skin painting and the dark wooden box one by one. Even though there were still restrictions in the underworld, when the Long-Hate Ghost Scissors appeared, the entire pavilion suddenly darkened, as if ghost hair and ghost blood were about to fall from the layers of black halo.

"master!"

Linglong Chang picked up the Southern Dipper Life-Extending Lamp, avoiding the scissors that were constantly writhing with ghostly hair, and timidly approached Li Qing's side to hold the lamp for her.

"Originally, if Taibai had come alone, and Ox-Head and Horse-Face had been patrolling the Qishan region, he would surely have perished here."

"But now there is one more person!" This can't help but give Li Qing a headache. The ignorant governor of Guihua Prefecture was dragged down by Taibai as a scapegoat.

The hundred ghosts split into two groups: one group was attracted by the governor, while the other group chased after and killed Taibai. However, this might not be enough to kill him quickly.

"The Yin Spirit is really hard to kill!"

He is currently only at the Purple Mansion stage and cannot participate in the battle. This Ghost Scissors technique only has the power for one strike, and if it fails...

The human skin book on the table was as bright as blood, and the portrait of "Lord Taibai" outlined in ink patterns almost seemed to come alive.

"We must leave the mansion. The Hundred Ghosts Pagoda has suppressed the Ghost Scissors' wheel restriction."

Li Qing sat on the side of the desk, pondering for a long time. The explosions in the sky grew more and more terrifying. He figured that the two patrolling ghost kings were enough to suppress Tai Bai and the other two.

They then put away the table and went out to the East Fence Garden, where they set up the incense table that had been hastily used as an altar on the back street of the East Fence Garden.

On the table, there were not many rituals symbolizing ghosts and gods, only a scroll of human skin, a newly lit paper candle, and ghost scissors in hand. The ghost hair that bound and wrapped around the blades began to riot, and the strong smell of blood twisted the street. Soon, a new ghost realm would take shape!
As those strands of ghostly hair swayed, drops of blood kept falling. Hidden within this evil blood were true blood demons and blood monsters. Li Qing always felt that they were fierce ghosts and heavenly demons of the Yin God Realm.

After all, this was the weapon of obsession of King Mu of Yingzhou. Those who fell at his hands were eternally condemned to the realm of blood and ghostly hair; only in this way could they bear the name "Eternal Regret"!
We must not allow that pool of blood to truly coalesce and take shape. If the forbidden creatures within were to emerge, the situation would spiral out of control.

But Li Qing was still waiting. He was waiting for the ghost scissors, which had been suppressed by the laws of the underworld, to revive. Only when they returned to their original ownerless state and were guided and utilized by Li Qing could they deliver a fatal blow to the Yin God True Man!
Silence fell for several breaths...

When the ghostly hair spread and expanded into a crimson swamp covering thirty miles, Taibai, who was being chased by "Ox-Head" and "Horse-Face" in the Netherworld, immediately felt a chill in his heart.

"Is that guy going to make a move again?"

At this moment, Taibai no longer hesitated. He summoned his killing spirit and threw it directly into the sword pellet. The five-foot-long Taibai Golden Sword also transformed into a vast amount of metal essence and dispersed. It then combined with all kinds of killing essence and the sword pellet, just like the blazing sun in the night sky, attracting all attention.

How could Horse-Face allow this outsider to invade Qishan? He shouldered the funeral banner, and in one motion, he floated up into the Netherworld. The sky-covering banner descended from above, suppressing all boundless slaughter, and all the fine gold in the sky was caught in its net.

Once that spirit banner was erected, no matter how sharp and deadly the sword energy was, or how many sword techniques there were, once the banner was rolled up, it would be instantly crushed into ashes. This treasure was completely unlike anything in the human world, which made this Taibai Jun truly feel powerless!

On the other side was an ancient bronze chariot, drawn by four horses. The chariot's canopy had long been smashed open by the bull's club, and the chariot was covered with shocking dents. Only two of the four horses remained, and the war spirit that drove the chariot was also incomplete.

Only the esteemed governor, a national hero, frantically drew his bow and nocked an arrow, nearly deforming the horn bow made of golden dragon sinews. Strands of cold light shot skyward. The bull-headed corpse was truly ferocious; a single blow could shatter everything in its path for hundreds of miles. Amidst the raging winds, melting iron and steel was commonplace. Hundreds of clashes resounded, a clear display of hunter and hunted...

"Is it because there's no help from the Twisted Netherworld to suppress it? The speed at which this ghost blood is spreading is so fast!"

Smelling the pungent smell of blood, Li Qing finally stopped waiting. She smoothed out the strands of hair that were wrapped around her five fingers and slowly untied the ghost hair that bound the blade. With a "clang," the black blade of the ghost scissors opened instantly.

Who could have imagined that this terrifying domain of vengeful, bloodthirsty ghosts was created solely to restrain the sharpness of these ghostly scissors?
The ghostly hair in front of him was swaying and almost obscuring Li Qing's vision. He simply raised his twin blades slightly, and the ghostly hair in front of him was instantly cut off, thus temporarily leaving a quiet place.

Picking up the scroll of human skin from the incense table, the red-background, black-patterned human figure became even more lifelike. He could clearly see every pore and microscopic detail on the figure in the portrait.

Li Qing gently smoothed the human skin book, picked up the top of the talisman with two fingers of his left hand, and raised his right hand holding the ghost scissors. The direction in which the double blades were pointed was the head of "Tai Bai". Beheading might have hidden dangers, and head replacement was not uncommon.

But what if I were to cut open your brow and sever your Niwan Palace (a point on the forehead)?
Li Qing's right hand was steady and powerful. Just as the double blades were aimed at the head of the painting, the sword light in the dark sky suddenly stopped. That primordial spirit was probably quite frightened!
bark...

A sound like paper tearing rang out, but it didn't come from anywhere in Qishan; instead, it came from Taibai's Niwan Palace.

He seemed to see a red line cutting directly from top to bottom, severing his physical body and primordial spirit, splitting his entire body in two from between his eyebrows.

Unable to dodge, unable to resist!
The sword light plunged into Qishan, and his consciousness began to become chaotic. An endless chill came from all directions. Taibai regretted it. The ghost path in the South was far more terrifying than any place in Tiandu. He should not have underestimated the sect ghosts of the Six Heavens. But who knew that such a Yinshan was buried beneath the waters of this Tiandu world?
Just how many monsters are still lurking in the North Sea and the Netherworld?

In that final moment, his mind began to race through a series of images...

Suddenly, a sound like a vase breaking rang out, or like the dull thud of a corpse falling to the ground.

However, a three-faced voodoo substitute doll fell from the Netherworld. The half-foot-tall doll was split in two from between its eyebrows and fell in front of Taibai.

"Yes, the substitution witchcraft of Jupiter?"

Taibai's dazed consciousness was suddenly jolted awake by the pain of the half-doll hitting his face. In just a moment of stunned silence, he immediately realized what was happening, followed by overwhelming joy. The others among the celestial beings were casting spells to save him!

But at this moment, the entire ground had come alive, ready to engulf and kill him.

"call!"

The danger had not yet dissipated, and Taibai had no more room for thought. He spat out the sword pellet, which barely grazed the last gap and flew out.

Having narrowly escaped death and walked through the gates of hell, he now absolutely dares to guarantee that he, Jin Yao Tai Bai, has never been more supportive of the organization than he is at this moment.

Jupiter (Jupiter) – if he has a destiny, he will truly save you!

However, before Taibai could even wipe away his smile, an endless rain of divine arrows rained down from the horizon, blocking all his escape routes and completely trapping him in Qishan.

The ox-headed corpse and the horse-faced spirit were about to gather, but the governor of Guihua had already taken advantage of the moment when Taibai fell and left Qishan in his chariot.

The imposing man gripped a horn bow whose string had been pulled to a breaking point, and gave a cold laugh.

"Whether you're dead or alive, you'll have to cover my retreat!"

Having lost his sword and broken his divine bow in this battle, even if he escaped the Qishan Domain, the vast Youtian was boundless and expansive, with countless dead ends in the void. He still didn't know where to go.

Just as he was lamenting the difficulty in finding You Tian's location, the Prefect of Guihua suddenly felt someone watching him and abruptly turned around.

In the underworld cluster on the mountaintop, atop a four-story pavilion, stood a cool and aloof young Taoist priest on the yellow-tiled roof. Beside him, a female ghost held a lamp, and behind him, a three-headed skeletal owl with its wings folded, surrounded by followers from all sides, staring expressionlessly at this place!

"it's a pity……"

Even the old governor could read the young man's moving lips; it was a deeply regrettable sigh.

But when he wanted to look again, the underworld seemed to have reopened its restrictions and disappeared into the Yin Mountains.

Two horses pulled the chariot, which continued without stopping towards the outskirts of Qishan. Only the dignified governor on board was suddenly alarmed.

It was indeed the second son of the Li family; even his face bore a resemblance to that of Li Yong, the military commander.

He actually became the master of this Netherworld Yin Mountain? The Ghost Lord of the Six Heavens Sect?

That's truly remarkable...

Yin spirits are difficult to kill, let alone Yin spirits with powerful backers. But if they were to wander into the Netherworld, they might not be able to find a way out even after ten or eight years.

As the saying goes, karma is a cycle, and retribution is inevitable. Gui Lang-Li Qing was troubled by his thoughts and wandered the seas for two years.

Jin Yao Tai Bai was severely injured and driven away after being beaten by the two patrolling ghost lords. But if he were to wander into the Netherworld, how many years would it take for him to find his way home?

(End of this chapter)