Chapter 219 The Real Copper Furnace of Heaven and Earth
Yin wood is extremely spiritual and is a rare tree species that is rare to see. Whether it is refining the elixir of life or sacrificing a peerless magic weapon, just adding a little bit of Yin wood will increase the success rate by several percent.
Legend has it that the Yin tree grows in the underworld, growing one inch in a hundred years, one foot in a thousand years, and no more than one foot tall in ten thousand years. The one that is ten feet tall is as red as blood agate, and the one that is three feet tall is as crystal clear as a purple diamond. The longer it is, the more spiritual it becomes.
But even in the legendary underworld, Yin wood is rare, let alone blood agate and purple diamond.
This piece of Yin wood is about the size of a palm, and is crystal clear, like a piece of purple jade. If it weren’t for the faint growth rings on it, it would be hard to imagine that it was made of wood. It was very heavy to get, Xiao
Chen stared carefully. Yes, the clear, crooked little paw prints on it were left by Keke. In a daze, he sensed the breath of the little beast again.
The greatest function of the top-grade Yin Wood Token in the underworld is to send messages. It is absolutely a waste to carve words. It is mainly used to record spiritual imprints and transmit real spiritual fluctuations.
Xiao Chen used his heart to sense and "listen" to the spiritual fluctuations in the Purple Diamond Yin Wood. The fluctuations coming from the rare Yin Wood were so violent that it was as if the sound was really coming out.
But there were calls for help from others, but there was no sound of little beasts. It was a chaotic mess of disputes, noises, and threats. There were even screams and killings in the distance...
The Purple Diamond Yin Wood conveyed a chaotic and complicated world, like a pot of boiling water beating, which made Xiao Chen feel extremely anxious. The environment that Ke Ke was in seemed extremely chaotic and the situation was worrying.
What’s strange is that I didn’t hear the voice of the little snow-white beast. Isn’t this its cry for help?
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but wonder, how did this letter get into the hands of King Chu Jiang?
Obviously, what he saw in front of him stunned the little fat man Niu Ren. King Chu Jiang, one of the legendary Ten Palaces of Hades, was sitting on the white bone chair suspended in the void, so close to him in the ancient palace.
. How can we prevent him from being surprised and shocked?
The legend of the ten sons of the underworld is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This is something that even children know. The little fat man looked at the white skeleton and felt a little creepy.
Even though the old Yin Ling said that the ancestor god Suiren failed to sacrifice to the underworld, he actually made the copper furnace of heaven and earth with his own hands. Although he fell short, he still achieved some results after all. If the white bones and skulls in front of him are not telling lies, then the origin is terrible.
What a big evil!
"Are you...really the King of Chu Jiang?" Niu Ren tried his best to stay calm.
"Hehe..." The mental fluctuations coming from the skeleton as white as jade were soothing, as if a gust of wind had blown through the dilapidated ancient palace, and the sinister aura caused the temperature in the hall to drop sharply.
In the eye sockets of the skull, two divine lights swept through the dim hall like meteor beams, with an unspeakable pressure. He said: "Although the underworld has not been finally formed, King Chu Jiang is not the same as everyone."
Dare to pretend. "
The legendary Ten Sons of the Underworld are good at managing ghosts. They are not known for their combat prowess. It is even said that their combat prowess is quite low. Of course, it depends on who they are compared with. Compared to the two in front of them,
To the young people of later generations, he will definitely be a terrifying master.
A chill ran down Niu Ren's spine. This was like meeting a living ancestor! He couldn't help but take a few steps back again.
The Black Dragon King remained motionless, except for his pair of dragon eyes that shot out two rays of cold light, staring at King Chu Jiang who was sitting on the white bone chair suspended in the air.
Although Xiao Chen was also surprised, he was more confused. He felt a familiar aura on King Chu Jiang's body, and that kind of soul fluctuation seemed familiar.
In a daze, he felt that the mental fluctuations of King Chujiang and the kings of Qin Guang, King Yama and King Samsara he had named were extremely similar, as if they had the same origin. This surprised him very much, but now was not the time to delve deeper. He still had
There are more important things to ask.
"I believe you are the legendary King of Chujiang. Xiao Chen has met Pluto here." After that, he gave a salute. He asked seriously and sincerely: "Please tell Pluto, what is this Yinmu Order?"
Did it reach you?"
"Although the ideal underworld of Suiren's ancestral god fell short, it has taken shape after all. I, the nominal emperor of the underworld, have guided some dead souls to some extent. Although there are not many big ghosts and little ghosts in my hand, there are still a few. This underworld and several darknesses
Even if the field is closed, it is still possible if some news can be sent to it.
"Please give details, Pluto. "
The white bone chair in the air slowly rotated around the ancient palace. Finally, it was settled in the center of the hall. King Chu Jiang sent a mental wave: "You guys go to Jiuyou Terrace. "
"Where is Jiuyou Terrace?"
"Exit Senluo Hall and keep moving forward. Based on the speed of this black dragon, you should be able to see a mountain-like platform leading to the underworld in half a month. On the way, try to avoid the dead souls. Some evil souls have no place in the underworld.
People can cure it. If you encounter the inexplicable underworld, you can avoid it as far as you can. I also need to avoid some places. "
Xiao Chen thanked him and walked out of the main hall with the fat little man who was already a little numb. When he reached the door of the hall, he suddenly stopped again and asked: "Are all the Hades of the Ten Palaces in the underworld?"
King Chu Jiang was obviously stunned, shook his head, some sad mental waves rippled out, and said: "Maybe I am the only one left..."
Xiao Chen's heart moved and he said: "I have seen three skeletons on Long Island. Their auras are surprisingly similar to yours. "
"The other nine emperors of the underworld? This is impossible! Even the life and death of the ancestor god Suiren are uncertain, let alone them. Back then, I saw with my own eyes that they were both physically and mentally destroyed." King Chu Jiang waved feebly.
Although he waved his hand with a white skeleton, Xiao Chen could clearly feel that he was feeling indescribably tired, and it seemed to bring back sad past events, and he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
Xiao Chen and the others resigned.
Walking out of the gloomy hall, the Black Dragon King ran like lightning. It was not until he had gone hundreds of miles that Niu Ren took a deep breath and sighed: "It's incredible, it seems like a world away, we have actually entered the underworld, and just now we went to the Senluo Palace.
After walking around for a while, no one would believe this... I really have some doubts now. When the ancient altar fell into the copper furnace of heaven and earth, were we already dead?"
The little fat man's expression was very serious and solemn, which made Xiao Chen feel a little suspicious in his heart.
"Ghosts have no shadows." Xiao Chen pointed with a smile. The seven-colored holy tree's rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors, appeared in Xiao Chen's hands, leaving shadows behind them.
"That's right, I think too much." Niu Ren smiled honestly and said: "I haven't lived enough. The world above would be so boring without me. "
"Yes. The sun and the sun have to wait for you to push them around every day, and the stars and the moon have to wait for you to pile them up one by one every night. "
At this moment, the Black Dragon King suddenly stopped, going from extreme speed to still, almost throwing Xiao Chen and Niu Ren off his back.
The underworld is dim and dark, like a night under the stars, as if covered with a layer of black veil. Although it is dim, you can still see it. In the distance, there are shadows, and there is a large and magnificent building, like many palaces connected together.
.
Although it looks dead there, there is a faint wave that makes people feel depressed.
Niu Ren lowered his voice and said: "This must be a ruthless character. The built hall is so grand, he might as well be a living ancestor. "
Xiao Chen nodded in agreement. King Chu Jiang once warned them that they must walk around when they see the palace or the cave. They didn't dare to turn a deaf ear. At that moment, the Black Dragon King was like a black light, walking around far away and walking around a few times.
A large circle of more than ten miles passed through that area.
"There was definitely a ghost ancestor just now. He was not even a thousand miles away from King Chu Jiang's Senluo Palace. It was obvious that he didn't take Pluto to heart. "
Xiao Chen agreed that the underworld is much more complicated than they imagined. There are no rules of order at all. It can be guessed that this is a chaotic and terrifying world.
For seven consecutive days, Xiao Chen and the others avoided dozens of gloomy castles, palaces, and caves, and even saw countless lonely ghosts. If it hadn't been for the existence of the treasure tree, I'm afraid they would have been torn apart by those ghosts.
It's been a long time.
In addition, the negative power of the underworld is extremely heavy. Although it is not as evil as the dark space mentioned by the old Yin spirit, staying there for a long time will cause great harm to the body. If it were not for the protection of the colorful holy tree, it would be difficult for them to continue walking.
Niu Renxin had doubts and said: "Where did the blood of the earth that we found on the surface come from? It should be gushing upward from the ground, but below is the underworld. How can there be such spiritual energy?"
Xiao Chen shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, this is not the underground in the true sense. This should be a big world of its own, a real boundless space. "
Niu Ren thought for a while and agreed. Even if the Black Dragon King only spends half of his time on the road every day, he can still travel thousands of miles a day, and his speed can be described as lightning. In this way, he has been traveling in one direction for seven days, seventy thousand miles.
It has already gone out, but in this underworld, it can only be described as "a distance". From this, it seems that it really shouldn't be underground.
Niu Ren, the little fat man, sighed: "The ancestral god Suiren is really so powerful that he actually created a vast space and an endless underworld through sacrifice. "
A heaven and earth copper furnace contains a real world!
On the tenth day, Xiao Chen and others who were on their way suddenly discovered that there was a little light coming from the front, which looked very out of place in this dim underworld.
They were about to take a detour, but both Xiao Chen and Niu Ren sensed that there didn't seem to be any negative power there, but instead there was a bit of sacred aura wafting from it.
Looking far into the distance, I saw only a ruins, like fireflies, and the dim light originated from there.
"It's a ruin, not a so-called mansion. There shouldn't be any danger. Let's go over and have a look." The great man suggested.
Xiao Chen nodded, even if there is a spirit body, it should not be an evil ghost or evil spirit.
The Black Dragon King swung his dragon tail, and he arrived in twenty miles in an instant.
"Temple?!" Niu Ren was very surprised and said, "How come there is a temple in the underworld?"
There are only three ancient temples, which are in disrepair and have fallen to the ground. They must have fallen into disrepair and collapsed under the ruthless grinding of the years.
The little bits of sacred light are emitted from several broken Buddha statues. In the dark underworld, even the light of fireflies will look very different, let alone the light of the Buddha with sacred attributes.
Xiao Chen walked over, helped up several dilapidated Buddha statues, and said, "Have you forgotten that in Buddhism, there is a powerful man with great supernatural powers who sits in hell?"
"You don't mean... Ksitigarbha?"
"It's him. If hell is not empty, he will not become a Buddha. He once made such a great wish to stay in hell forever. You must know that his cultivation is much worse than that of Buddha. He is one of the few in Buddhism.
Master, if he is not qualified to become a Buddha, there will be almost no Buddha in Buddhism. "
Niu Ren nodded and said: "I think about it, there is indeed such a living ancestor. The evil with high combat power has gone to heaven. In ancient times, he was able to defeat the original Tianzun in three blows. As one of the few Buddhist masters in the past,
One, to make up for the lack of combat power of the Tenth Palace Pluto. "
The great aspirations of Ksitigarbha are known to the whole world. At that time, they shook the heaven and the earth. Lotus flowers sprouted from the earth and auspicious colors rained down from the sky. It was the pinnacle of great kindness and compassion in the world.
"However, even if hell has not come true, can the legendary things be believed?" Niu Ren asked this question again.
Xiao Chen nodded and said: "You can't believe it all, and you can't disbelieve it either. Legends can more or less convey some real information to us. "
The little fat man said with a smile: "Let's search, maybe we can find a few relics here. These Buddha statues don't look like ordinary ones, otherwise how could they shine?"
The fat man had the power to dig deep into the ground, but how could he possibly find the relic? The reason why the Buddha statue shines is because there are several mantras carved on it, which gathers a little residual Buddha power.
On the other hand, Xiao Chen felt slight tremors coming from his left foot. The Suiren drill seemed to be about to escape from his body, and the shroud contained in his body through the method of melting weapons and refining the body was also shaking.
After being unable to get it out, Xiao Chen thought and the shroud emerged. The moment it was separated from the body, the black blood cloth immediately shook violently and almost escaped Xiao Chen's control.
Dust and sand flew up, rocks rolled, the foundations of the ancient temple were all shattered by bloody cloth, and rocks and sand flew out.
As if facing a formidable enemy, the Black Dragon King made a clanging sound, and the dragon's holy sword turned into a dazzling light and was pulled out from his spine.
Xiao Chen and the little fat man looked at the broken foundation under the ruins, and saw only one leg...