Deep in the Mang Mountain Ghost Mansion, between a dark mist, a black city gate decorated with thousands of ghostly faces slowly opened.
A stream of Netherworld energy that was as thick as paint but with a hint of strange light spurted out from the city gate. Yin Xuege was rushed by the Netherworld energy and felt that all his flesh and blood were frozen together. He even thought
The speed has slowed down.
However, the evil cultivators around him suddenly became more energetic as if they had taken some elixir. Many of them even opened their mouths and swallowed the dark air of the underworld. As these ghost cultivators
As the monks swallowed, their aura gradually grew stronger. The netherworld aura they swallowed for a few breaths here was actually much stronger than the improvement they had gained after a month of hard training in the outside world.
Yin Xuege couldn't help but secretly be alarmed. The Age of Ending Dharma has not yet completely passed. Just the opening of some small caves has caused such huge changes to these Eastern monks. He really can't imagine that before the Age of Ending Dharma, the sky was full of sacred immortals and Buddhas.
In an era of chaos, can a monk achieve the golden elixir in his teens and ascend in a hundred years?
Together with Yin Xuege, four hundred and ninety young monks who were allowed to enter the Small Nether Realm stood neatly in front of the black city gate.
It was dark inside the city gate, and surging netherworld energy was constantly spurting out. The Wanxie Bone King and the eight elders of the Evil Bone Path stood in front of the city gate, holding in their hands a pottery made from the bone marrow of demon beasts and the essence blood of demon birds.
Ghost Incense danced and knelt there to worship the ancestors of the evil bone path, and at the same time, to worship the golden immortal of the ancient ghost path who opened up the Small Netherland Dojo and created the Mang Mountain lineage.
After the sacrificial ceremony was completed, naturally a group of Xie Gu Dao disciples removed the altar, incense, candles and other objects.
The Wan Xie Bone King turned around and sneered at the young monks standing behind him: "My king, I won't waste my words here. Well, you are all disciples of my Xie Gu Dao lineage.
You all know the rules of this little Netherland."
With the will-o'-the-wisp twinkling in his eyes, the King of All Evil Bones said in a cold voice: "Except His Highness Blood Song, you are my distinguished guest and you don't have to abide by the rules of this sect.
The other disciples will take out all the treasures stored in their bodies, and then go to the elders to receive the standard storage bags. If someone secretly hides the treasures and is discovered, the whole family will be punished!"
Yin Xuege looked at Wanxie Bone King with confusion. What are the rules when entering the Small Netherworld?
Okay, he is a specially invited guest. He does not have to abide by these rules. But what do the other young evil monks need to prepare? In Yin Xuege's puzzled eyes, he saw more than 400 evil monks leaving one after another.
He stepped forward, opened his arms, and let the evil bone path elders use magic to detect them, and then handed them a palm-sized brocade bag embroidered with ghost faces.
Among these young monks, Yin Xuege only knew two sisters, Hu Jiaojiao and Hu Meimei.
When Hu Meimei returned with the kit, Yin Xuege hurriedly came to her side and asked in a low voice: "What rules did the Old Bone King say?"
Already knowing that Yin Xuege had an extraordinary status and was a noble being that she and the Hu family could never offend, Hu Meimei was very cautious. She lowered her head and said softly: "Sir, you are a distinguished guest of the Evil Bone Dao. The Dharma King and the elders naturally don't.
I must say these useless words to you, Sir."
Hu Meimei said it sweetly, and Yin Xuege listened to it, and immediately gained another understanding of Xie Gu Dao, a ghost sect.
According to the rules of the Evil Bone Taoist sect, every time they enter the Small Netherworld, all disciples must hand over all the stored magic weapons on their bodies. They can only enter with the special storage bag made by the Evil Bone Taoist. After entering the Small Netherworld, after entering the Small Netherworld,
If there is any harvest in it, Xie Gu Dao must share it.
If you get any powerful skills, classics, evil bone path, you have to take the original classics, but the person who finds the classics can have a copy. If you get all kinds of treasures from the world, ghost magic elixirs, and flying sword magic weapons
For training materials such as this, if they are direct disciples of the Evil Bone Way, they have to pay 70% of their gains to the sect. In other words, they can only keep 30% of their gains for themselves.
"Seventy percent? This is too dark!" Yin Xuege looked at Hu Meimei in shock: "What about you? You are not the direct disciples of Xie Gu Dao!"
Hu Meimei curled her moist red lips slightly and sighed helplessly.
These young monks of these small families and small sects who are vassalized under the Evil Bone Dao Sect must hand over 90% of all their harvests in the Little Netherworld, except for the classics! In other words, no matter where they are,
There were so many rare treasures inside, but they could only take away 10%.
As for this percentage, they still have to pay most of it to the sects and families behind them. What they can really keep in their hands is often only two or three out of a hundred. And for this meager harvest, they
You have to go to various dangerous places in the Little Netherworld and risk your death in order to make certain discoveries.
But even with such a quota, these small and small evil cultivators are flocking to it. Because if they don't let their best young disciples take risks, they won't even have this income. And this small netherworld is certainly dangerous,
But there is also a great opportunity. Maybe a young disciple will receive a magical inheritance after entering, and they may reach the sky in one step and become the direct disciple of Xie Gu Dao!
This is the rule of the Small Nether Realm of the Evil Bone Path, this is the law of the jungle where the evil heretics prey on the weak and the strong!
"It's just that I don't want to become the direct disciple of the Evil Bone Dao!" Hu Meimei looked at Yin Xuege, who was looking thoughtful, and suddenly lowered her voice and said something that would make her family elders vomit blood with anger:
"When you become a direct disciple of the Evil Bone Dao, you have to practice the Evil Bone Ghost Sutra. All your flesh and blood will turn invisible and turn into a white skeleton! Meimei doesn't want to become like that.
Listening to Hu Meimei's rebellious words, Yin Xuege couldn't help but roll his eyes. After carefully looking at Hu Meimei's delicate and beautiful face, Yin Xuege couldn't help but nod secretly.
Although he is young and does not understand the customs of men and women for the time being, he also feels that Hu Meimei's appearance at the moment is much more beautiful than those of Xie Gu Dao.
Glancing at the Wanxie Bone King standing at the entrance to the Small Nether Realm, Yin Xuege glanced at his lower body with a strange look and then shook his head gently. This skeleton was really ugly.
So what if you become an immortal through cultivation? Is an immortal with a skeleton worthy of envy?
Four hundred and eighty-nine evil cultivators under the age of thirty-six all received the kit, and Wan Xie Bone King clapped his hands vigorously and shouted loudly.
"You are all my elite disciples of the Evil Bone Dao! That's why you are qualified to step into the Small Netherworld! You are my hope for the future rise of the Evil Bone Dao, my hope for the Evil Bone Dao to stand in the Eastern cultivation world!"
"But I, the Evil Bone Dao, am an evil cultivator of the ghost path and have never done anything that involves putting on makeup or makeup. As an ugly saying goes, before the Age of Ending Dharma, every time the Small Nether Realm was opened, some unlucky disciples would always fall into it.
In some special years, more than 70% of the disciples even died."
"So, think carefully about whether you really want to go in! The Dharma Ending Age has been going on for thousands of years.
The Small Nether Realm has not even been opened. We old guys are overage and cannot enter at all, let alone what the scene is like inside. Maybe you will completely perish once you enter, and this is not certain!"
"Think more clearly! I will not lie to you, nor will I force you! If you enter, you may rise to the sky in one step and become immortals and saints, but you may also lose your soul and never be reincarnated forever! If you want to quit, please exit quickly, I still have time to choose other candidates.
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The whole place was silent, no one said a word.
Whether it was the 490 young monks including Yin Xuege, or the tens of thousands of disciples of the Evil Bone Dao who were watching, as well as the members of the vassal sects and families, everyone looked at the King of Wanxie Bones blankly.
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The upper and lower jaws collided hard, and the Wanxie Bone King clapped his hands vigorously: "Then let me go in! By the way, private fights are not allowed inside, and revenge is not allowed. If you find out, you will be the unlucky one.
You, your teachers and relatives will all be in trouble!"
After reciting a spell, the Wan Xie Bone King struck a twisted skeleton ghost shadow on Yin Xuege's body in front of many young monks, and made an evil sign for him. He was "Jie Jie" and smiled strangely.
Said: "This Highness Yin Xuege is a distinguished guest of my king. Hey, you all should be more open-minded. Anyone who attacks him will be marked by my king's magical power, and you will all die!"
Just now, the young ghost cultivator who was still acting as a flower protector next to Hu Jiaojiao was drained of 30% of his blood essence by Yin Xuege's flying knife. He screamed angrily: "His Holiness, this is unfair, we can't attack him, but he can
If you attack us, wouldn't this be a disadvantage?"
"Suffering a loss?" King Wanxie Bone glanced at the young ghost cultivator and suddenly laughed loudly: "Are you afraid of suffering a loss? You little bastard!"
With a casual finger, a black bone gun whizzed out. The young ghost cultivator said, "Oops." Before he could say anything, the bone gun had already pierced between his eyebrows, beating his head to pieces and completely destroying his soul.
Kill. King Wan Xie Gu laughed ferociously and shouted sternly: "Whose family does this little brat belong to? Kill the whole family! Kill the whole family! Do you dare to negotiate terms with me? It's getting more and more outrageous!"
Before several pale-faced ghost cultivators in the crowd could quickly beg for mercy, several Xie Gu Dao generals, whose bodies were wrapped in will-o'-the-wisps and whose bones were turned into bronze, had already charged towards them with a roar, and slashed them with swords, killing several ghost cultivators on the spot.
Chopped into pieces. The souls of the ghost cultivators rushed up with a green light, trying to escape through the sinister wind, but several evil bone path generals grabbed their souls and stuffed them into their mouths.
'Clicking, licking, chewing the souls of these unlucky ghost cultivators, several evil bone path generals looked at the countless silent ghost cultivators with dark eyes.
"I am very reasonable!" Wan Xie Bone King screamed loudly: "Who else thinks my words are unfair?"
No one said a word, and all the ghost cultivators lowered their heads, assuming a posture of fearful surrender. Only then did the Wanxie Bone King nod with satisfaction. He hooked his fingers at Yin Xuege and said in a deep voice: "Xuege
Your Highness, if you go in, no Xie Gu Dao disciples will attack you. This is what I promised to the Yin Blood Emperor, and I will naturally do it."
After a pause, the Wanxie Bone King's face became a little ugly: "But remember not to release the Arhat relics you took from that little bald donkey in the Little Netherworld. Otherwise, I don't know what will happen.
Things! Remember, remember, this small Netherworld is a golden immortal dojo, and the mere relics of Arhats can only cause disaster!"
Yin Xuege smiled and bowed to the Wanxie Bone King. His eyes swept over the faces of Hu Jiaojiao and her flower guardians. Hu Jiaojiao and others' faces turned pale, and they all lowered their heads.
Dare to look at Yin Xuege one more time.
The Wan Xie Bone King nodded with satisfaction. He casually designated one person from among the disciples of Xie Bone Dao. The disciple of Xie Bone Dao, whose muscles had mostly rotted away and most of his bones were exposed, ran out happily and walked towards
The King of All Evil Bones kowtowed repeatedly. Then he stood up triumphantly.
He picked up the tool bag of the killed young ghost cultivator and stood in the crowd with his head held high.
Hu Meimei stared at the young monk with wide eyes and horror. His flesh and blood were rotten and most of his bones were exposed. His soft little face turned pale green. Against the backdrop of the ghostly aura and fire all around, he looked like a grimace.
"Go in, go in, be careful!" Wan!
How many good things you get back is related to your future in the sect! So, boys, you must be more greedy and don't be afraid of death. Most of you have actually died once, so don't be afraid."
The will-o'-the-wisp glared at Yin Xuege fiercely, and the Wanxie Bone King said solemnly: "Your Highness Xuege, don't feel too at ease! Safety first, don't talk too much! Those Netherworld Stones and Netherworld Trees,
Netherworld grass and the like are of no use to you, just look for those heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can enhance the strength of your soul and body, and don’t touch anything else!"
Yin Xuege smiled and bowed to the King of All Evil Bones. Then he waved his bat wings and raised an afterimage to escape into the huge gate of the Little Netherworld. A dense black air enveloped his body. Yin Xuege
Ge felt his surroundings darken, and after a while the world was spinning, he had come to a wonderful and incomparable world that made his soul feel extremely relaxed and peaceful.
This is the Little Netherland, the dojo left by the ancient ghost Taoist Golden Immortal!
Like the outside world, there are mountains and water here, and the mountains are strange and the water veins are long. Simply looking at the shape of the mountains and water, it looks like a paradise.
But the sky here is pitch black, with turquoise light falling from behind the thick clouds, making the whole world look green. The mountains here are a strange pale white, the water is a strange dark green, and the flowers and plants on the mountains are
The trees show extremely cold dark green, dark blue, pitch black, purple and other colors. The colorful and gorgeous colors in the outside world cannot be seen here.
The rich Netherworld energy turned into a black wind visible to the naked eye and blew everywhere. The Netherworld energy was so cold that even with Yin Xuege's body of a blood demon, he felt like he was trembling all over and could hardly move.
But soon, something that made Yin Xuege happy appeared. A faint silver cloud rippled on his chest, and the silver jade cicada released a gentle power to envelope his whole body, quickly dispelling the discomfort caused by the netherworld's energy.
There was also a stream of heat in Yin Xuege's lower abdomen that slowly flowed throughout his body. The next moment, something surprising and horrifying happened to Yin Xuege - as if he felt the almost substantial netherworld energy from the outside world, there was actually something in his lower abdomen.
An invisible vortex appeared, and the surrounding rich netherworld energy was swallowed up by the invisible vortex, and then an increasingly powerful heat flow quickly circulated throughout his body. Yin Xuege could feel that his power was rapidly increasing!
Unfortunately, although Yin Xuege has the body of a blood demon, the blood demon is also a living creature and a type of demon clan!
As for the energy of the netherworld, only ghosts can absorb it! Yin Xuege can certainly absorb the essence of moonlight and the innate lunar energy, but whether it is the moonlight essence or the innate lunar energy, they are all the essence of heaven and earth that the demon clan needs!
But that's not the case with Netherworld Qi! Yin Xuege is a living creature, not a zombie or a ghost. It is completely impossible for him to absorb Netherworld Qi!
But something that puzzled Yin Xuege was happening. There seemed to be a bottomless abyss in his lower abdomen, which was frantically devouring the rich and almost substantial Netherworld energy from the outside world. Moreover, his body was still moving in a way that Yin Xuege himself could not
The method of understanding, in a way that he himself did not understand and could not control, quickly transformed the energy of the netherworld into the energy needed by Yin Xuege's body.
The physical strength is slowly increasing, and the blood energy in the blood is also increasing.
Yin Xuege's body was gradually shrouded in a light layer of blood mist. This layer of blood mist gradually became thicker and eventually turned into a ball of blood inflammation that enveloped his whole body.
"Okay, I am a monster, I am an evildoer. I can swallow the essence and blood of living people, and I can also swallow the spirit of the netherworld!" Yin Xuege held the hilt of the Blood Spirit Sword and wanted to use the hilt to strike hard.
He hit his head hard. He was completely confused about what was happening in his body. Is this the energy of the netherworld that living creatures should be able to absorb?
After thinking wildly for a while, Yin Xuege couldn't find an answer, so he gave up his efforts to pursue this obviously unreasonable matter.
The most important thing now is to find the heaven and earth spiritual objects that are useful to him in the Little Netherworld. Everything else is just a small problem.
Every time the Small Nether Realm is opened, according to the records of the Evil Bone Path for countless years, the time it can be entered is not certain! Perhaps the Small Nether Realm itself already has spiritual intelligence, and how long each time it is opened must be determined according to his mood.
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In ancient times, some disciples of the Evil Bone Path were unlucky. They opened it dozens of times in a row, and each time they entered the Small Netherworld, they were thrown out within three to five days. However, there were also some who had good luck. There were disciples of the Evil Bone Path who entered the Small Netherworld.
After the Nether Realm, it stayed for three consecutive periods, and the Small Nether Realm did not open again in those three Jiazi.
After three years, when the Evil Bone Dao disciple walked out of the Small Netherworld, he was already a great monk who had never left the realm, and was only one step away from ascending to immortality!
So no one can figure out what happens every time the Small Nether Realm is opened. Yin Xuege may be able to stay here for a long time, and maybe he will be kicked out in three to five days. So he must seize the time and find as much as possible that is useful to him.
thing!
Whether it's the Black Heart Soul Attracting Lotus or the Blood Soul Plaster, Yin Xuege hopes that he can find them, and the more they are, the better!
Opening his natal bat wings, Yin Xuege flew toward the depths of the Small Netherworld along with the long wind stirred up by the Netherworld Qi.
Directly in front of him, a black stone tower stood behind a high mountain. The tower's entire body was faintly phosphorescent, and low ghost whistles continued to be heard.