"Junior Brother Shitian, you are finally resurrected!"
Gui Ling breathed a sigh of relief. He had some understanding of Emperor Shitian's physique. He had heard the sect leader talk about it, and knew that Emperor Shitian's physique was amazing. He could be reborn with a drop of blood and resurrected with the help of his soul.
Although Gui Ling had never heard of or seen this kind of physique, he had never doubted Sen Qiyin's words.
"Zhuowen, this bastard is still him!" Emperor Shitian's eyes were cold and his tone was very angry.
Later, Emperor Shitian saw Gui Ling, and he calmed down a little, and Gui Ling asked: "Zhuowen? Is the Zhuowen mentioned by Junior Brother Shitian the new immortal master of the Danzhen Immortal Alliance?"
Zhuo Wen?"
Emperor Shitian sighed softly, nodded, and at the same time told Gui Ling everything about his grudges with Zhuo Wen and the truth that Xiao Wen was Zhuo Wen.
"Well, that Xiao Wen is that Zhuo Wen? Since he is the immortal master of the Dan Formation Immortal Alliance, why did he come to our Shijue Yin Corpse Sect?" Gui Ling frowned.
"Senior Brother Guiling, I heard from the sect master that Ji Wuming, the leader of the Danzhen Immortal Alliance, once came to ask for the Escape Soul Flower, but the sect master didn't give it to him. Then Ji Wuming retreated to the next best thing and only asked for a Yin.
The quota of hell." Emperor Shitian suddenly said.
"You mean that Zhuo Wen wants to enter the Netherworld Hell to find the Soul Escape Flower, but why does he pretend to be Yin Wuxie's disciple? Hmm? Yin Wuxie is so brave."
Gui Ling frowned slightly, suddenly thinking of something, his eyes were very unkind.
"I'm afraid that Yin Wuxie wants to help Zhuo Wen get the position of patrolman in the Netherworld Hell, and then after getting the Escape Soul Flower and leaving the Netherworld Hell, he will immediately leave the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect."
Shi Tian also reacted.
"Let's go, follow me to Yin Wuxie's cave. Although Yin Wuxie is an elder in the sect, bending the law for personal gain and helping outsiders is simply courting death."
Gui Ling led Emperor Shitian out of the pavilion and headed towards Yin Wuxie's cave.
At this moment, it was already sunset, and Yin Wuxie walked out of the cave and took Zhuo Wen towards the underworld hell.
The Hell of the Underworld is located in a gloomy valley next to the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect.
This valley is extremely vast, filled with terrifying yin energy, dark and deep, like a terrifying hell.
This is the Valley of the Underworld, a naturally terrifying place.
It was because of the Yinming Valley that the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect was established here. After many generations of sect leaders’ unremitting efforts, they finally opened up the Yinming Hell in the Yinming Valley, which is famous throughout the Eastern Dao Region.
It can be said that part of the prestige of the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect is also due to the Yin Ming Valley.
The defense in Yinming Valley is extremely tight, and groups of fully armed patrolling monks can often be seen patrolling the surroundings. Moreover, the forbidden formations arranged in it emit waves of fluctuations, which look extremely dazzling. You can tell at a glance.
This is definitely not a good place.
Yin Wuxie took Zhuo Wen to a remote open space. At this moment, a haggard old man stood in the open space.
"Mr. Shi, this son is a new patrolman. Please help him arrange a patrol position inside the Netherworld Hell." Yin Wuxie was very familiar with the haggard old man.
The withered old man had no expression on his face. He just glanced at Zhuo Wen indifferently, waved his hand to Yin Wuxie casually and said, "I know about this. You should leave here. I use money to help others to eliminate disasters. I do the same."
know."
After Yin Wuxie and Zhuo Wen whispered some instructions, they left Yinming Valley.
Ever since Yin Wuxie left, the withered old man had been looking down at a rather large bamboo slip, as if he was completely fascinated, treating Zhuo Wen as if he were nothing.
Zhuo Wen didn't feel embarrassed, but found a random rock wall on the side, leaned sideways, and waited for the haggard old man.
Finally, the haggard old man put down the bamboo slips, looked at the sky, and then pressed on the rock wall behind him, only to see a deep passage appear on the rock wall.
"Come in with me!"
After the withered old man said this, he went straight into the passage, regardless of whether Zhuo Wen followed.
The passage is filled with misty gray fog, blocking sight and giving off a gloomy atmosphere.
Zhuo Wen followed the withered old man unhurriedly, and his spiritual consciousness was silently derived. He strangely discovered that what his spiritual consciousness detected was actually darkness.
"It seems that this place should naturally suppress spiritual consciousness, so the range of my spiritual consciousness is completely dark!" Zhuo Wen guessed.
About an hour later, the old man leading the way stopped and tinkered with the rock wall in front of him, and then he heard the sound of a rattling machine rolling.
The rock wall slowly opened, revealing the gray world behind it.
A gloomy and dead atmosphere suddenly hit his face, causing Zhuo Wen's face to change slightly and his eyes to show caution.
"This is the patrol's token. You can travel freely in this hell without having to worry about being surprised by the same patrol!"
"And you have to remember, if you can get something good in this hell, remember to use this token to record the breath of that thing, otherwise, the restrictions in the hell will be triggered."
"After leaving the Underworld Hell, you can go to the Contribution Hall to redeem points or treasures, but you are never allowed to embezzle them. Otherwise, the consequences will be serious."
"Remember one thing, don't be greedy. You must always be greedy. Otherwise, your fate will be the same as that of those foreign monks."
The haggard old man turned around and looked at Zhuo Wen indifferently, his voice as cold as a machine.
As soon as Zhuo Wen handed over his hand, he felt quite fearful in his heart. It seemed that what Yin Wuxie said was right. This Yinming Hell had indeed been tampered with by the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect.
What makes Zhuo Wen even more frightened is that other forces seem to be completely unaware of the strange conditions in the Yinming Hell, and the Yinming Hell still attracts many monks to come to adventure and hunt for treasures.
Fortunately, Yin Wuxie had already planned everything with him before. As long as he gets the Escape Soul Flower and uses his identity as a patrol to lead him out of the Yin Hell, then with his strength, he can escape from the Ten Jue Yin.
Corpse Sect is not difficult.
"Okay, let's go in! My giving you an extra patrol is already a violation of the law for personal gain. If it weren't for Yin Wuxie's request, it would be a dream for you to get the position of a patrol in Netherworld Hell."
The haggard old man was obviously not very interested in people like Zhuo Wen. After casually talking about the precautions, he drove Zhuo Wen out like a plague god.
The moment he entered the underworld hell, what Zhuo Wen felt most deeply was the terrifying death energy here, as if death was approaching at any time.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen was also surprised to find that in addition to the death energy that could be seen everywhere, the air of this underworld hell also contained extremely rich heavenly energy.
The heavenly energy in it is many times richer than the outside world, and it is comparable to some powerful secret places.