After half an hour, Feng Yin opened his eyes and saw the deity looking at him quietly through the hollow visor.

He moved his hands and feet and felt the stagnation of his physical body. It would take some time before he could fully control this body.

Dai Daojin looked at his movements and asked, "How is it?"

Feng Yin stretched out his hands and clenched his fists gently, feeling the huge power contained in his body. He said with satisfaction: "It's not bad. Although some of the internal power was lost during the absorption process, it is still sufficient. Next, I will start to develop hidden power."

Pulse, cultivate some magical powers, and have more ways to fight the enemy."

"By the way, have you found the method to condense your luck?"

Dai Daojin nodded, shook his head again, frowned slightly and said: "Ye Hongting has indeed found a way to train the yellow and purple luck into the ancient armor of Longhu Mountain, but it is too restrictive and needs more.

Do some research."

After hearing this, Feng Yin said casually: "As long as you have a direction, it's better than being like a headless fly."

Dai Daojin nodded and asked: "How much strength does Ye Hongting have?"

Feng Yin smiled and said: "With your help, this person's strength loss is not big. According to the strength classification of this world, he probably has the Little Zhixuan. After I get familiar with it for a while, I should be able to reach the Big Zhixuan. As for the land gods, that is

That’s a matter for the future.”

Dai Daojin said: "It's not bad. In the next few days, the child from Nanshan should be born. You should go back first and escort their family of three to Wang Xianzhi of the East China Sea."

Feng Yin nodded, as if he had come to his senses, and said, "I, you won't go back?"

Dai Daojin shook his head, reached out and touched the black line on his neck, with deep eyes and an inexplicable meaning in his tone, he said quietly: "Feng Yin, do you think there really is an underworld in this world?"

Feng Yin raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "What did you find?"

Dai Daojin thought for a while, and after a moment of silence, he said nothing, waved his hand and said, "I want to go to Shu, you should go back first."

When Feng Yin saw that he didn't say anything, he didn't ask any more questions. The two of them belonged to the same body and I didn't want to say it because it wasn't time yet, so he stopped pursuing the truth, turned around and strode away, heading towards Nanshan.

Since then, "Fujiang Hongjia Ye Hongting", one of the four great masters in the world, has quietly disappeared, but the red-armored people still exist.

…

The eastern part of Western Shu, where Fengdu is located.

This place is extremely mysterious. The Five Pecks of Rice Cult once again established Pingdu and was very active in preaching to Sichuan and Shu. It spread the word that this place was the ghost capital of the Beiyin Emperor and that hell was connected below Fengdu.

In addition, this place is a hub connecting the southwest and southern Xinjiang. Various Miao shamans, voodoo cultivators and ghost practitioners gather here. The theories of witchcraft, voodoo, ghosts and gods are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The cultivators have always been very wary of their weird methods.

According to the records of "Du Renwang" written in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Fengdu is located beside the Liutian Qinghe River. It has three palaces and nine mansions. The palaces and towers are as noble as the heavenly palace. The ghost emperor sits here and controls hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods. It is the legendary destination for the souls of the dead.

Moreover, the famous mountains here have towering ancient trees and numerous temples. In the huge underworld, immortals, Buddhists, Confucians, gods and ghosts are entrenched in each temple. They have a strict hierarchy, each performs his own duties, and rules the legendary ghost world with harsh punishments.

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Of course, these latter are all legends.

The Liyang Dynasty's unification war has not yet begun, and this place seems peaceful on the surface.

Dai Daojin paced and slowly walked into Fengdu City. He looked around and saw that it was no different from an ordinary city. People were coming and going, and the sounds of various hawkings filled his ears. It was quite a prosperous scene.

He had just arrived and didn't know much about this place. He didn't know who to look for for a while. The evil ways of driving away corpses and raising corpses, controlling animals and raising ghosts here are usually well hidden, and other people don't know their whereabouts.

However, these problems are not a problem for Dai Daojin. The most powerful one here is the Jiudou Rice Sect, which is one of the three major sects along with Wudang and Longhu. Although its headquarters is on Qingcheng Mountain not far away, due to the special characteristics of the sect to which it belongs,

Xing and Feng are still within their radiation range and are the strongest. As long as you ask for their help, it shouldn't be difficult to find what you are looking for.

After walking around in Fengdu, Dai Daojin left the city and went straight to Qingcheng Mountain.

After walking for about six or seven days, we finally arrived at this Taoist holy land.

The towering ancient trees block out the sun, and the weather is self-generating. Many believers climb mountains and enter the temple to pray for blessings and offer incense.

Dai Daojin stood at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain with his hands behind his hands. His eyes changed faintly, and the stars lit up like fireworks. He discovered that where Qingcheng Mountain was, the air of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers was rising rapidly. In the sky above the highest point, the blue-white air mass slowly flowed, but did not dissipate.

This bluish-white air mass is very different from the air between heaven and earth, but is somewhat similar to the yellow-purple air on the red armor worn by Ye Hongting. It should be the state of Qingcheng Mountain's air.

After standing for a long time, Dai Daojin did not climb the mountain, but his mental energy gurgled out, and he headed towards Qingcheng Mountain like water overflowing the golden mountain. He said softly: "People from the mountains and wild lands have come here to visit Qingcheng Mountain, the master of Taoism."

The words are spoken softly, and if you are more than five steps away, you may not be able to hear clearly.

A mountaineering pilgrim who was nearby heard this but didn't hear clearly. He thought Dai Daojin was talking to him and subconsciously turned to look at Dai Daojin: "What did you say?"

Dai Daojin didn't answer him. The man was wearing a Confucian robe and seemed to be a scholar. Seeing Dai Daojin ignore him, he frowned and was about to scold him. Suddenly he saw a black line around the other person's neck, as if his head was sewn together. It was extremely...

Seeping people. Thinking of all the weird things in Sichuan and Sichuan, and the legends of exorcising corpses and raising ghosts, this man suddenly felt worried and hurriedly walked forward.

The words in Dai Daojin's mouth were naturally not addressed to him. Even the number of people who could hear these words could only be one or two in the entire Qingcheng Mountain.

Not long after, two figures floated from the foot of Qingcheng Mountain at extremely fast speeds.

The two of them stood in front of Dai Daojin and looked at Dai Daojin carefully.

Similarly, Dai Daojin was also sizing them up. They were both dressed in gray old Taoist robes, with white beards, white eyebrows and white hair. They had a distinguished temperament and a strong and solid strength within their bodies. They must be old immortals from the Nine Dou Rice Sect.

The two people looked at Dai Daojin. Although their faces were calm, there was a solemn look in their eyes. Especially when they saw the black line between Dai Daojin's neck, they frowned and looked at each other.

Finally, one of the Taoist priests bowed his head, waved his hands sideways, and said in a soft voice: "Your Excellency, please." They are all people of status, so naturally they cannot talk about things at the foot of the mountain.

Dai Daojin chuckled and said, "Two Taoist priests, please."

It’s not that he is deliberately putting on airs or deliberately looking for trouble, asking for help and waiting for someone to pick him up at the bottom of the mountain instead of going up the mountain himself. In fact, for a sect like Jiudou Rice Sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, you come here carelessly and let people use their own strength to go there.

Help was actually very unrealistic. Even if he came to visit, he would still speak with his fists and use force to pressure people. In the process, Dai Daojin also found it troublesome to deal with those little Taoist priests, so he simply let them come down the mountain directly.

The three of them had different thoughts and headed towards Qingcheng Mountain.

…

Just when Dai Daojin climbed Qingcheng Mountain, Longhu Mountain was silent at the moment.

On the Demon Slaying Platform, there were nearly a thousand Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain, old and young, sitting cross-legged quietly, staring intently at the field.

Wearing a green shirt and holding a green robe, he looked at the Taoist priest in front of him, remained silent for a long time, and then said bitterly: "I lost."

"Dang clang..." The simple long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The green-robed swordsman lowered his head and looked at the green-robed child in his arms, thinking that he boasted that his sword could open the gates of heaven and decide life and death with his sword, but it could not save the person in his arms.

In silence, the green-robed swordsman released his aura wildly, his sword heart shattered, his realm fell, and his complexion turned gray.

The green-robed man in his arms felt something, and a smile appeared on his pale face. He raised his right hand hard, but couldn't use it, so he gave up and looked at the swordsman in green, his eyes wandering, and said softly.

"If God had not given birth to you, Li Chungang, it would be really boring."
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