A thin gray-black haze floats, and dark-colored vegetation grows on the gloomy ground. Under the haze, the twisted trees are like ghost claws extending from the ground, as if there are evil spirits unwilling to be reincarnated.
Return to the ground.
boom--
Accompanied by an explosion, pitch-black cracks spread in the air, and then brilliant power burst out from the cracks, sweeping away the yin and filth in a radius of hundreds of feet in an instant. The sunlight falling from the sky became a little brighter.
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"What the hell is this place?"
Because of his ethereal temperament and handsome face, one could tell at a glance that the Taoist was an extraordinary person. He stepped out of the gradually spreading cracks and landed in the dead land. After looking around, he couldn't help but speak.
This was not just a matter of venting and complaining. Feng Bingwen looked over and saw tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts. This place was a veritable ghost place!
"have no idea!"
A lazy voice sounded within the Taoist's body, and upon hearing such a response, Feng Bingwen's face suddenly darkened.
"You sent me here, and now you tell me you don't know?"
"I have forgotten how long ago it was last time I visited the territory of Netherworld Road. I just remember the general location. I will send you to a similar place. You can just go back and look around."
"You can't send me to the gate of Netherworld Dao Mountain?"
"What are you talking about? Do you think Netherworld Road is your cave? You can enter if you want! Although I have this ability, if I cause trouble, do you think your little arms and legs can bear it?"
"Okay, I understand, I'll look around again!"
Feng Bingwen didn't want to continue arguing with this fairy weapon. Judging from the surrounding environment, the general location should be good, which is quite consistent with the style of Netherworld Dao.
"It's up to you, but you have to give me part of your mana. I'm exhausted!"
Feng Bingwen was too lazy to pay attention to him, picked a direction at random, and walked forward. However, he relaxed his control over the qi sea in his dantian and allowed it to run on its own.
"What is this place?"
After traveling in a straight line for hundreds of miles, there were countless ghosts and ghosts built along the way, and he even saw a few ghost towns with ghostly auras in the sky. Feng Bingwen immediately realized that something was wrong. He stepped up to the sky and looked at the sky.
On that dim day, my brows suddenly furrowed.
The monks of the Netherworld Dao have been dealing with the dead energy of the underworld all year round. Compared with the monks of other Taoist sects, the style of the monks of this sect is indeed difficult for people to get close to, and it is understandable that their sect is different from the normal Immortal Sect.
However, Feng Bingwen has now explored such a vast area, and has not even explored the boundaries. If such a vast land were in Jiuzhou, it would be unimaginable, because this is the soil where living people cannot survive and reproduce.
This kind of thing was taboo, but looking at the dim sun above his head, Feng Bingwen knew that the area he was in should be special, not a secret realm, but better than a secret realm.
It is similar to the Taishang Dao Mountain Gate. Without invitation and permission, even if you want to worship the mountain, you will not be able to find the gate.
And this land of the underworld is a secret land that cannot be explored or reached by mortals and ordinary monks. Feng Bingwen relied on a psychic fairy weapon to enter this place.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the quiet fairyland!"
Just as Feng Bingwen was thinking, a loud shout came from below. Feng Bingwen looked around and saw a big ghost rising up into the sky on billowing black smoke, heading straight towards him.
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"You little ghost has quite a bit of courage!"
Seeing this ghost that was qualified to occupy a city in a remote place and become king, Feng Bingwen stretched out his palm and grabbed it. The Yin spirit energy that was everywhere in this place came under his control and transformed into a ghost.
Make a tangible chain to tie up the big ghost and seal its vagina.
"I was just looking for a local Yin spirit to ask some questions. It's just the right thing for you to come here and save me a lot of trouble!"
The Yin spirit, which stepped onto the sky with great momentum and wanted to challenge Feng Bingwen, was originally three feet tall, with a green face and fangs, and looked very ferocious, but at this moment, Feng Bingwen directly held it in his hand, leaving only a small ball.
There is an ugly face emerging.
But because it's so small, it doesn't have any ominous aura at all, and instead looks a little funny, making people want to laugh.
"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me!"
The big ghost felt that he could not exert even a trace of yin power in his body, and even the surrounding heaven and earth were oppressing him, and his mind suddenly became panicked.
He only felt this kind of pressure when the immortals from the upper realm were patrolling the lower realms, but the immortal in front of him was obviously different from the ordinary immortals from the lower realms.
It was precisely after he noticed the anomaly that he rushed forward enthusiastically without even finding out the situation, because if there was really something wrong, if he captured it and reported it, it would be a great achievement, or even
Able to cultivate the magic of ghosts and immortals.
"Answer my question. If it satisfies me, I will spare your life. If you are not satisfied, I will let you have a taste of this real fire!"
Feng Bingwen raised his hand and shook it. A ray of true sun fire flashed on his fingertips, and in the other hand, there was a big ghost balled up. A look of panic suddenly appeared on his face. He felt it.
, the power that can make his ghost body disappear in an instant.
"Exalted Immortal, if you ask me, I will definitely tell you everything I know!"
The ghost trembled and felt uneasy.
"Let me ask you, is this place governed by the Netherworld Dao?"
"Shangxian, are you talking about the Netherworld Immortal Realm?"
Hearing this, the big ghost perked up and then asked cautiously.
"Netherworld Fairyland? It should be good!"
Hearing this title, Feng Bingwen was slightly startled, and then he smiled. He didn't know if this was a title among these ghosts or ghosts, or if it was done by the Netherworld monks.
"The Immortal came here to visit the Immortal from the Upper Realm. If so, then you are on the wrong track!"
The ghost looked at Feng Bingwen's expression and did not detect any murderous intent. Instead, there was an ethereal and ethereal aura that he had never seen before. It was more fairy-like than those immortals in the upper world.
"You are a little devil, but you are quite clever. You are right. I am indeed on the wrong track. Do you have a way to communicate with the immortals in the upper realm you say? Send the message quickly!"
"Shangxian, I have sent a message to the upper realm before I came up. If my prediction is correct, there should be immortals from the lower realm soon. You only need to wait for a while."
The evil ghost showed a flattering smile, but this flattering smile appeared on his ugly face, making it even more ridiculous. Feng Bingwen couldn't help but laugh.
"You said the immortals from the lower world are here to capture me, right?"
Feng Bingwen couldn't guess that although this ghost seemed to be reckless, it was also rough and subtle, reckless and stubborn. If he hadn't overturned in an instant, his actions would have made a good future for himself.
"Shangxian, you have misunderstood. I don't mean any disrespect to you. When I was down there, I saw that you are an unusual person. You must be visiting friends from other immortal worlds!"
"It's a lot of nonsense, but it's really good!"
Feng Bingwen felt a little better after listening to the flattery. He looked up to the sky and saw a gray beam of light falling from the sky high in the sky. Along with it, there were also people within a hundred miles radius.
The ghosts feel depressed and trembling with the power of immortals!
"Who are you, fellow Taoist? You came to the door without telling me!"
In the surging and turbulent light, a figure that seemed small but had a presence that could not be ignored looked at Feng Bingwen, as if a real gaze fell on him. It seemed that if there was a slight movement, a thunderous strike would fall.
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"Tai Shang Dao, Feng Bingwen, I have met the senior!"
When the beam of light fell and the immortal within it appeared, Feng Bingwen felt that the surrounding Yin Qi began to repel and squeeze him, as if everything was beginning to be malicious to him.
However, the feeling of being rejected and crushed by everything around him soon slowed down and disappeared as Feng Bingwen came home. However, Feng Bingwen still could not control the spiritual energy around him.
"How come a monk from the Supreme Way appears here?"
Confused voices sounded high in the sky, and they were no longer as vigilant as before. Because Feng Bingwen did not hide himself from the beginning to the end, the aura on his body could be quickly distinguished and the words in his mouth could be verified.
"Feng Bingwen? I seem to have heard your name somewhere!"
"This junior is not talented, but he once held the position of Taishang Daozi!"
Feng Bingwen cupped his hands, his tone was modest, and his attitude was respectful.
This time he came to visit someone for a request, and wanted to read someone else's sect's classics. However, something went wrong in the first step of the visit, but it was not a big problem. Tai Shangdao's face was big enough.
"It turns out it's you, I remembered it!"
The magnificent gray-white light pillar that stretched across the sky and the earth dissipated without a trace, and then appeared a majestic middle-aged figure wearing a dark robe. He appeared ten feet in front of Feng Bingwen as if teleporting.
"You actually broke through to the Dongxuan Realm? So quickly?"
The immortal with a thick beard, dignified appearance, and majesty as if he were alive could not hide the surprise in his tone.
"Given some opportunities, I was lucky enough to cultivate Dong Xuan!"
Feng Bingwen said in a humble tone.
"There is no such thing as luck when it comes to monks. I have a disciple who is your generation, but now he is just preparing to form elixirs, but you are two realms beyond him, hey!"
Immortal Yama looked up and down Feng Bingwen in surprise, as if looking at something rare.
"But for the time being, it's just a few more steps than others of the same generation. It's nothing!"
"Don't do this, I despise you the most. You are a genius who is the same generation as a champion, but you still look like you don't care. How can you tolerate me, a mediocre person who has to spend more than half of his life just to keep up?
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"Senior, you are already an immortal. With your qualifications, if you claim to be mediocre, I am afraid that no one in this world is worthy of being called a genius, and no one has the face to be called a genius!"
Feng Bingwen laughed twice, knowing that he was being too modest.
"Yes, aren't you? How long have you been practicing Taoism?"
"Less than a mile?"
"You're not even half-assed!"
"..."
Feng Bingwen smiled and kept silent as acquiescence. He also knew that his current age and his cultivation were a bit eye-catching.
"Okay, I'm done with the polite words, now it's time to talk about business!"
With his big shoulders and round waist, and the power of not being angry, he was like the immortal face of Yama. The smiling expression disappeared in an instant and became serious. Feng Bingwen looked at his face and felt a little nervous unconsciously.
Not to mention anything else, just the appearance of this immortal, painted as a portrait and posted on the door, can suppress ghosts and evil spirits. It makes people feel safe.
"How did you appear here? Without permission, even my Netherworld disciples are not allowed to enter!"
"So that the seniors will know that I used the power of an immortal weapon. I wanted to save some time, but I didn't expect to end up here by mistake. If I am offended, seniors, please forgive me!"
Feng Bingwen cupped his hands, as if he had entered some terrible place.
"What magical weapon?"
"Xiaojiezi, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why have you become so ugly? I remember when I first met you, you were so pretty and very lovable?"
After the question fell, a somewhat ridiculing voice sounded. Under Feng Bingwen's speechless gaze, a tripod with three legs and two ears swayed out of his body.
"Yuxu Immortal Cauldron?!"
The Netherworld Immortal recognized the Immortal Cauldron at a glance. They were both Taoist Immortals. They knew the fundamental cultivation methods of each sect and the most top-notch immortal weapons, not to mention countless treasures.
"Do you still remember me? Back then, you were a senior and you were chasing me and shouting. I was in a good mood and even rewarded you with a magical power. What is your attitude now?"
The dissatisfied voice of Yuxu Immortal Cauldron sounded, but it was in a condescending manner, like an elder scolding a junior.
"Junior, Yingluo Mingzhu, I have met senior Yuxu!"
Feng Bingwen stared at the rough-faced Earth Immortal. The muscles on his face twitched twice, and then he raised his hands and saluted the immortal cauldron above Feng Bingwen's head with the disciple's salute.
I still dare not forget the grace of preaching. Although to the other party, it may be a small and convenient thing, but to the young monk back then, it was a major opportunity that could change his path.
"It's boring. It's so serious. It's not as smart and cute as when I was a kid!"
Seeing the still respectful Earth Immortal in front of him, Yuxu Immortal Cauldron was very bored. This was no longer the young monk in his impression who was haunted by a female ghost and could blush.
Although judging from the aura of the soul, they are still the same person, but from the perspective of Yuxu Immortal Cauldron, there is an essential difference between the two. Things are different and people are different, and this is not the case.
"I disappoint my senior!"
"I sent this boy here. I seem to have been here before, but I can't remember clearly. He wanted to come to Netherworld Dao to read the classics about reincarnation, so I sent him here."
After a simple conversation, Xianding, who was originally interested, suddenly felt bored. He directly revealed Feng Bingwen's purpose and took all the blame on himself.