Five thousand miles to the north of our country of Wu, there is a sea of thousands of miles, which is called the "Giant Sea". At the bottom of the giant sea, there is a Yin mountain with gathering Yin veins called "Xuanyin Mountain". The master of Xuanyin Mountain, "Dharma King Xuanyin", is a ghost.
A giant, it is said that he has great fortune, obtained a cave seed, and opened the "Boundless Prison" in Xuanyin Mountain."
After taking a breath, the old monk Xinghui spoke at a full speed.
"The above is the origin of Xuanyin Mountain's Wuya Prison. The "Xuanyin Dharma King" of Xuanyin Mountain's Wuya Prison, the "Yin Yang Dharma King" of Wushou City, and the "Black Mountain Old Demon" of the Yinming Dharma Realm are known as the three major ghost kings in the world. Among them
Wuya Prison in Xuanyin Mountain is the most powerful and powerful."
Xu Rui nodded clearly.
"How many princesses are under the sect of King Xuanyin of Wuya Prison in Xuanyin Mountain?"
"Seven."
The old monk Xinghui glanced at Xu Rui in surprise. The person in front of him had a very high level of cultivation, but he didn't know anything about some things that almost everyone in the cultivation world knew?
"Do you know the "Yin-Yang Life and Death Contract"?" Xu Rui asked again.
The old monk Xinghui shook his head.
After nodding slightly, Xu Rui looked at Wu Zhanyuan.
"When it gets dark, I will cast a spell to summon your son's spirit."
After Wu Zhanyuan agreed repeatedly, "Master, I wonder if you need anything prepared by the Wu family?"
"Need not."
With his current level of cultivation and Taoism, he doesn't need the help of anything like Dharma altars and prayer flags.
"Master, I have prepared meals in the front hall..."
"No need, I still have some things to do, so I need to take a step ahead. I will come before midnight in the evening."
After saying this, he looked at Ning Caichen.
"Brother Ning, I have something to do and I can't go with you anymore."
"Brother Xu, just do it yourself." Ning Caichen said quickly.
Xu Rui nodded, activated his magic power, and his figure disappeared instantly.
Ning Caichen also said goodbye and left.
Only then did Monk Xinghui breathe a sigh of relief.
"Donor Wu, do you know the origin of the previous senior?"
"Is that the mage the master is talking about?"
"Exactly."
"I'm very ashamed. I don't know this person. The reason why he came here was because he was introduced by his childhood classmate Ning Caichen."
"Ning Caichen? Is that Mr. Ning just now?"
"good."
After nodding, Wu Zhanyuan asked again: "Master, what is the cultivation level of that mage just now? Is he capable of saving my son?"
He didn't know how to practice, and he was mortal with his naked eyes. Although he knew that the other party's cultivation level was higher than that of the practicing wisdom around him, he was not sure at all whether he could solve the ghost disaster on his son.
"This senior's cultivation has reached the wonderful realm of Yuanshen, and his strength is a hundred times stronger than that of the old monk. If he can't save Mr. Ling, I'm afraid that Mr. Ling is in serious danger." Xing Hui said.
Of course he knew that there were many people in the spiritual world who were stronger than Xu Rui, but Wu Zhanyuan was just an ordinary person, so what qualifications did he have to ask others to take action?
In fact, Xu Rui's appearance was beyond his expectation.
The power of Yuanshen is revered in the spiritual world. It is not an exaggeration to say that "the divine dragon sees its head but not its tail".
If there is no chance, you will never see it.
Wu Zhanyuan's heart thumped, and his expression changed several times.
"Here comes someone."
"Please give me your instructions."
The old housekeeper came over quickly.
"Immediately take a thousand taels of silver, thirty acres of land deed, and thirty pieces of silk and satin, and send them to the Ning family in person. By the way, I heard that the Ning family's mother has just recovered from illness, so you go to the pharmacy to get a Ganoderma lucidum plant.
And send it."
"Old slave, go right away."
Wu Youcai just turned around.
"Come back." After calling him, Wu Zhanyuan continued, "You can choose four smart ones from the maids in the mansion and send them to the Ning family to take care of the Ning family's mother."
Seeing that he made no movement, Wu Zhanyuan waved his hand.
"Go ahead."
"Old slave, please retire."
Wu Youcai left in a hurry.
Seeing all this, Monk Xinghui couldn't help but secretly praise Wu Zhanyuan's cleverness.
A powerful soul would naturally look down on yellow and white things, but Ning Caichen was just an ordinary person, and an ordinary person whose family was in decline.
If you show kindness to him, you will naturally get his gratitude.
And as long as you gain Ning Caichen's friendship, you will indirectly gain the friendship of a powerful soul.
Wu Zhanyuan turned his head, smiled and spoke respectfully.
"Master, I have ordered three thousand taels of sesame oil money to be sent to Yanqing Temple. Thank you very much, master, for your help. Wu Zhanyuan is very grateful."
"Amitabha, Donor Wu, you're welcome."
As he spoke, Monk Xinghui also showed a look of satisfaction on his face.
Although Yanqing Temple is a small sect in the spiritual world, it is also a large temple in the secular world. In addition to dozens of monks, there are also hundreds of ordinary monks.
The latter's food, clothing, housing and transportation are inseparable from this yellow and white thing.
Wu Zhanyuan was the biggest among the many benefactors of Yanqing Temple.
This is also the reason why he came here in person with his disciples.
…
After Xu Rui left the Wu family, he did not return to the Ning family. Instead, he took out the Qingyun House and entered it to continue to improve his magic power.
Half a day passed quickly, the sky became dark, and twilight enveloped the surrounding areas.
The inner courtyard of the Wu family was brightly lit.
As time passed, Wu Zhanyuan's expression became more and more anxious.
Looking at Ning Caichen next to him who was invited by him with all his strength, he stepped forward and asked.
"My dear nephew, is there any way to contact the mage?"
Ning Caichen shook his head.
Seeing this, Wu Zhanyuan, who was disappointed in his heart, couldn't help but sigh heavily.
"No need to be anxious, Shibo. Since Brother Xu said he would come before midnight, he will definitely not be late. Don't worry, Shibo."
"Amitabha, what Mr. Ning said is true. Donor Wu is too anxious."
The speaker was Monk Xinghui.
The reason why the old monk stayed here was because he wanted to see the powerful methods of Yuanshen and see if he could gain some connections.
In fact, the spiritual world is also a human society.
If you know some powerful people and give them a few words of advice, those who come after you will benefit a lot.
Wu Zhanyuan took a few deep breaths and nodded towards the two of them.
"Thank you, master and nephew, for your advice. I was too anxious."
"Donor Wu is concerned about chaos, which is also human nature." Xing Hui Dao.
At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard. Everyone was startled and looked intently, it was Xu Rui himself.
"Brother Xu."
"Mage."
Ning Caichen and Wu Zhanyuan each came forward to greet him.
After nodding slightly towards them, he glanced at Monk Xinghui who was standing by and spoke calmly.
"Let all the servants around you get down."
Wu Zhanyuan nodded and waved the servants and maids around him to leave, leaving only the old housekeeper Wu Youcai.
Xu Rui stretched out his hand.
Wu Youyan's body flew out of the window on the second floor.
Xu Rui reached out and pointed, and the waves of soil rolled underground, and soon a long soil platform was formed.
Put Wu Youyan's body on the earthen platform.
With a pat of the magic bag, a black lotus lamp slowly flew out from it and landed on Wu Youyan's head.
The light is like a bean, but it exudes an inexplicable brilliance.
The moment it appeared, the fire in the entire yard was suppressed.
Everything around him is even more detailed.
Ning Caichen and Wu Zhanyuan were only surprised by this mysterious phenomenon, but as a practitioner, Monk Xinghui was shocked.
He could feel that the flame of this oil lamp was so powerful that it was simply incredible.
"This lamp must be a magic weapon, and it is also a high-grade magic weapon."
Although his eyes were hot and his heart was longing, he didn't dare to have any evil thoughts.
After using the Xiantian Black Lotus Lamp to control the left and right sides, take out the Erlong Bell.
Make a seal with your hands and chant something in your mouth.
"The golden bird transforms into a spirit body, and the soul returns to the body. The soul comes from thousands of miles away, and returns to the aperture in a hurry. The soul comes back, I'm here!"
Xu Rui's mouth burst into thunder.
The Erlong Bell suddenly vibrated.
The rich bell suddenly rang, but the strange thing was that the bell could not be heard by the living, only the dead could hear it clearly.
But although these ghosts and ghosts heard it, they were so frightened by the overwhelming pressure of the rolling bells that they did not dare to step forward.
Visible to the naked eye, Wu Youyan's physical body on the earth platform trembled slightly.
The scope of the bells became wider and wider, spanning thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and gradually reached a magnificent and huge lake.
Under the water in this lake is a steep mountain.
There is a cave deep in the mountains, and the scenery inside the cave is strange.
High in the sky, a round of moonlight hangs high.
Under the bright silver light, the entire cave sky seemed to be covered with a thin layer of silver gauze.
In the vast mountains and rivers of the cave sky, palaces and attics can be seen.
In a beautiful valley, in a simple and elegant attic, a handsome young man suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
"Lang Jun, what's wrong?"
In the crisp voice, a beautiful woman in half-dress sat up from the inside of the bed.
"Green Ring, listen."
The woman was stunned for a moment and listened.
"Boom!"
The rich and majestic sound of the bell rang loudly in my ears.
"This bell...?"
Before she could speak, she heard a calm voice.
"I found it, you are indeed here. Wu Youyan, your physical body is here, why don't you come back soon."
next moment.
An irresistible force struck like lightning, and the handsome man had no power to resist at all. His soul flew up and flew straight out of the cave.
"Mr. Lang."
The woman yelled and hurriedly chased after him.
As soon as I arrived outside the cave, I saw a powerful and vast ghostly energy rising into the sky like the Yangtze River.
Powerful magic fills the entire cave.
"Who dares to let this traitor run wild in my Wuya Prison!"
His voice was like thunder, and his tone was filled with boundless domineering power.
"It's daddy."
While the woman was happy, she also breathed a sigh of relief.
In mid-air, the blue-black ghost energy turned into a giant palm holding up the sky, and quickly captured Wu Youyan's soul.
However, the ringing of the bell, which was not loud in the ears before, suddenly became earth-shattering.
The voice like a yellow bell and a big Lu shook the ghosts and howls in Wuya Prison.
"How brave!"
Along with the roar, a black giant sword rose into the sky.
The air from the hob filled the sky and completely muffled the sound of the bell.
At the same time, Xu Rui, who was five thousand miles away, trembled slightly and took a breath.
With a wave of his sleeves, billowing white clouds filled the air.
"Come with me."
Ning Caichen, Wu Zhanyuan and Monk Xinghui felt their feet lighten.
The next moment, we were already thousands of feet high in the sky.
The wind roared in my ears, and everything around me quickly disappeared behind me.
Several people took a few deep breaths, suppressed the shock in their hearts, and looked intently.
They were standing on a white cloud that spread over about half an acre.
Although it is cloudy, it feels hard to the touch, as if you are standing on solid ground, without any shaking at all.
Although I can hear the sound of wind, I can't feel the slightest atmosphere.
Looking outside, under the boundless night, the vast land flies by like flying by.
The end is like flying stars chasing lightning, overtaking mountains and seas.
Looking at Xu Rui in the front, with his hands behind his back and his tall body, Wu Zhanyuan asked bravely.
"Master, where are we going?"
"Of course I'm going to save your son."
"Youyan?" Wu Zhanyuan became excited instantly, "Master, where is my family's Youyan?"
"Don't be impatient. You will know when you get there."
Wu Zhanyuan opened his mouth, wanting to ask the question clearly, but he did not have the courage to go against the other party's decision.
"Shibo, there is no need to worry. With Brother Xu's methods and conduct, there will definitely be no mistakes. We just need to wait."
"Amitabha, what Mr. Ning said is true. With Senior Xu's magic power, as long as Mr. Ling's soul is still there, we can definitely find it back." Xing Hui also comforted him.
After just a few interactions with each other, Xu Rui's image in his heart has become too great.
Wu Zhanyuan nodded and sat down slowly.
Looking at his son's body not far away, his expression was gloomy with a hint of expectation.
Xu Rui urged the innate spiritual cloud to fly forward continuously. It has been restored to a middle-grade magic weapon, and its speed is astonishing.
In addition, his natal puppet "Xu Xuandu" has become a soul with the innate Taoist body, and his magical power is dozens of times greater than that of ordinary monks.
The combination of the two results in amazing speed.
In less than an hour, they crossed five thousand miles of mountains and rivers.
"here it is…?"
Monk Linghui, who had been looking down, looked at the boundless water and was shocked in his heart.
A not so good thought came to mind.
Soon, Xiantian Lingyun stopped.
Xu Rui stretched out his hand and pointed, and the two dragon bells flew up into the air from his body like lightning. The spiritual light surged, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant bell of a hundred feet.
"Boom!"
The strong and powerful bell sound, like a sharp arrow, penetrated the thousands of feet of lake water in the blink of an eye, shaking the Xuanyin Mountain at the bottom of the lake.
Boom!
The calm lake water seemed to be filled with tens of millions of kilograms of explosives, suddenly rising hundreds of feet into the sky.
An extremely powerful blue-black ghost energy roared like an angry dragon and rushed straight towards the innate spiritual cloud.
Xu Rui saw it and felt something in his heart.
The hill-like Erlong Bell rang loudly.
This time it was no longer a soul-shaking sound that ordinary people could not hear, but a truly earth-shattering sound.
There was a "boom" sound.
The blue-black ghost energy was completely dispersed.
"Who dares to run wild in my Xuanyin Mountain Wuya Prison!"
The majestic and endlessly domineering voice shook the sky.
When Monk Xinghui heard this, his heart thumped, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"Sure enough, this is indeed a huge sea."
A dozen powerful auras rushed out of the lake. After reaching the air, they turned into billowing black clouds, and then a dozen figures of different men and women appeared on the black clouds.
The first one was nine feet tall, with a lion's nose and a wide mouth. He wore a purple gold crown on his head, a black cloak, tiger-headed golden boots, and a jade belt around his waist. His noble aura revealed boundless domineering power.
Although the seven or eight people around him were also Yuanshen monks, none of them had as powerful aura as this one.
While Xu Rui was sizing up the other party, the other party was also sizing them up.
Wearing a white robe, a white cloak, a jade crown with two dragons on his head, a jade belt around his waist, white short boots, and a handsome face with sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples and a bold nose, he is the son of the Pianpian family and the handsome grandson of the prince.
But apart from him, the people around him are not worth mentioning.
Dharma King Xuanyin glanced at the blue double dragon ear-piercing giant bell that looked like a hill in mid-air, and his expression became solemn.
With his knowledge, he could naturally tell that this was a powerful and important treasure of the Zi Mansion.
"Who is your Excellency? Why do you keep breaking into my Xuanyin Mountain Endless Prison? Do you think I am easy to bully?!"
As he spoke, mana roared, and the air was filled with gloomy energy. Along with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, a pitch-black cloud appeared in the middle of the sky.
This cloud spreads over thousands of acres, like the underworld of hell, which makes people tremble when they see it, and makes people lose their soul when they hear it.
Xu Rui stopped in his ears, and the magic power surged up in his Dantian.
Thousands of feet above his head, the same black cloud swelled, and then the inside continued to collapse. In the blink of an eye, a huge black hole with a diameter of a hundred feet and a bottomless depth appeared in the eyes of the ghosts.
This huge hole was extremely deep, and it actually gave them an irresistible desire to plunge into it at all costs.
"Reincarnation?!"
Dharma King Xuanyin was greatly shocked.
He never expected that the other party actually understood the law of reincarnation?
"I'm Xu Xuandu, whose Taoist name is Qingyang. I'm here today to recover the soul of Wu Yuanwai's son."
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