Chapter 222: The Netherworld Sutra of Detoxification
Wu Yi showed a solemn look on one side, and on the other side, he entered the world of stone tablets and came to the side of the Green Bamboo King. She was tending flowers and plants on the island in the middle of the lake. She was meticulous and quiet. It was hard to imagine that this was a person.
Destroy the demon king within a hundred miles in one battle.
However, after a few days of absence, many green plants appeared on the island in the center of the lake. Of course, these were evolved from the aura of the Green Bamboo King, and some Yin Qi was added, so they can exist in the world of stone tablets.
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Hundreds of flowers bloomed on the island in the center of the lake. Flowers were everywhere in a riot of colors. It was only a mile in diameter, but it was beautifully decorated by the King of Green Bamboo. It was extremely inconsistent with the dim and dim environment around it. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a paradise.
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Sure enough, women's minds are indeed more delicate. Wu Yi, who pursues practicality, has never considered this. Wu Yi, who was sweating slightly, praised a few words and brought the topic to the topic of healing.
When the Green Bamboo King heard Wu Yi's intention, he frowned slightly and said, "I am originally from Qing Ling Bamboo, and I know a little bit about detoxification. But I haven't seen a real person, so I don't dare to be sure about Qing's condition."
Lingzhu can be used as medicine everywhere. It is neither common nor rare. It has extremely strict environmental requirements.
The Green Bamboo King was very cautious, but Wu Yi could only believe her at the moment. With a wave of his hand, the unconscious scene of Zheng Guangming appeared in mid-air. Wu Yi tried his best to simulate the shape and charm of black air, with the blessing of Taoist rhyme.
It seems to have some real meaning.
The Green Bamboo King looked at the black energy with a pair of almond-shaped eyes. He was surprised at first, and then looked at Wu Yi with a half-smile. He obviously saw the source of the black energy and roughly guessed why Zheng Guangming suffered from it.
Being looked at by the Green Bamboo King's beautiful eyes, Wu Yi thought he was shameless, so he had to cough and change the subject: "Did fellow Taoist see anything?"
As a neighbor of Fengchilin, the Green Bamboo King naturally knew much more about this. He opened his red lips and said slowly: "These are dirty feathers. They are shaved off by the Feng clan when they moult. They have an aging effect."
The aura of corruption is generally used by the Phoenix Clan to protect important treasures."
Halfway through, the Green Bamboo King couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Wu Yi, wondering what Wu Yi had taken from the Feng Clan's treasury, but Wu Yi had already looked away to the other side, as if he was absent-minded, and obviously did not answer.
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The Green Bamboo King suppressed the curiosity in her heart. Anyway, since she entered the world of stone tablets, she knew that Wu Yi had an extraordinary background. There was no point in asking more questions. She had made him unhappy for nothing, and continued: "It is not difficult to get rid of the dirty feathers. It is rare.
How to avoid the pursuit of the Feng Clan, no one from the Feng Clan’s background is unclear about Xue Yu.”
How did Zheng Guangming avoid the pursuit of the Feng clan? The Green Bamboo King continued to look at Wu Yi with a pair of watery eyes. Wu Yi was about to cry but had no tears. He also wanted to know.
"Hmph," the Green Bamboo King was very dissatisfied. He didn't even tell her such a trivial matter. He seemed to be angry and said: "I am a spirit body now. If I am haunted by dirty feathers, I will most likely be discovered by the Phoenix Clan, and I may not be able to see her anymore."
I can help you."
"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Although he knew that the Green Bamboo King did not want to get involved in this troubled situation, Wu Yi was grateful for being able to come forward to help.
"If you absorb the dirty feathers into this world, I will naturally take action to drive them away."
Wu Yi thanked him again and left the world of stone tablets to prepare for the decoration.
Li Gu still had a gloomy look on his face. Wu Yi was affirmed by the Green Bamboo King and said with an awe-inspiring face: "I have a treasure that can absorb filth. Let me try it."
Li Gu was overjoyed, but still reminded: "Junior brother, please be careful, this filth is very difficult to deal with. If I hadn't used soul-binding ink to isolate Senior Brother Zheng's soul from the filth, Senior Brother Zheng might not be able to survive."
Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness entered the periphery of Zheng Guangming's consciousness sea, and sure enough, there was a layer of thick black ink surrounding Zheng Guangming's Yuanling. It seemed that this so-called soul-haunting ink was the last of the four treasures of Li Gu's study.
Wu Yi is very powerful. Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness can only be probed from a distance, but Wu Yi gets entangled and wears away part of Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness. He has a strong sense of corruption and aging. If Wu Yi hadn't cut off part of his spiritual consciousness, he might have lost even more. More.
However, Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness has also lost a trace of the dirty feathers. If there is really no other way, using life to remove the dirty feathers is also a way, but it is difficult and the progress is slow, which is very troublesome.
Wu Yi carefully seduced the evil feather to attach itself to his spiritual consciousness. The evil feather, which symbolized death, felt angry, like a hungry wolf seeing blood, and was immediately attracted to Wu Yi.
From the outside world, you can clearly see strands of black energy leaving Zheng Guangming's body and entering Wu Yi's body, but Wu Yi's complexion is as rosy as ever, without any trace of death.
Huiyu entered the world of the stone tablet little by little, but before the Green Bamboo King had time to take action, countless ghosts swarmed forward. However, where they could not overtake the evil ghosts, several evil ghosts, large and small, immediately carved up Xinyu.
The Green Bamboo King looked at the scene in front of him with amusement. Ghosts need to accumulate death energy when they advance to the golden elixir. This dirty feather just contains part of the death energy. No wonder they work so hard to snatch it.
Only the ghosts need a little bit of true yang from heaven and earth to maintain their immortal form. If the dead energy absorbs too much and destroys that little bit of true yang, these ghosts will be completely and completely wiped out.
Sure enough, after a few rounds of swallowing, several evil ghosts swayed their soul fire, and their bodies were scattered, and they fled away, giving up their positions to the spirit ghosts and fierce ghosts.
The underlying ghosts were not very intelligent, and many ghosts absorbed too much death energy and exploded directly. The Green Bamboo King looked at the scene in front of her and shook her head helplessly. It was natural for ghosts to desire death energy, and there was nothing she could do about it, just like The food itself is not poisonous, but if you eat too much, you may be strangled to death.
With a wave of his sleeves, the Green Bamboo King shook the ghosts away, gathered together the dirty feathers that Wu Yi had absorbed, and sealed them in the center of the island in the middle of the lake. The place suddenly became lifeless, and if you got close, you would even feel yourself Gradually aging, the power of life and death is indeed an extremely mysterious power in the world.
The Green Bamboo King intended to keep the death energy together and prepare to wipe it out in one fell swoop, but he did not expect that the accumulated death energy would make Wu Yi's "Fengduolu", which had not been entered for a long time, show signs of a breakthrough.
The aura of death permeated the world of stone tablets. The thousand-year-old stone tablets slowly shook. The ghostly characters engraved on the stone tablets jumped out one by one, like twisted ghosts. The ghostly light bloomed and was terrifying.
No one in the Yang Realm can understand what this means, nor can they recite it, but strangely, as long as Wu Yi looks at it, he can understand the meaning and pronunciation of each character.
Wu Yi couldn't help but follow the chanting in his mouth. Every time Wu Yi recited a word, the dim light around him became brighter, and Li Gu's eyes were full of disbelief.
The dim light became brighter and brighter, and one could even hear ghosts whispering in it, which was extremely penetrating. Li Gu knew that his junior brother was raising ghosts, so he was not too panicked.
But what happened next became more and more weird. The roar of ghosts came from Wu Yi's body. It seemed that a peerless ghost was about to come out of Wu Yi's body. Judging from the strength he had shown so far, it was too small to say the least.
A ghost of the golden elixir level.
The art of summoning ghosts, what is Wu Yi doing? Li Gu's expression turned into horror, and a large piece of khaki paper spread out, covering the aura of ghosts emanating from Wu Yi's body. If outsiders knew that there were ghosts here,
Another mouthful of saliva.
Wu Yi was attracted by the Netherworld characters. He didn't know what he was doing, he just chanted as the Netherworld characters appeared.
"Junior brother, wake up." Li Gu shouted excitedly. The evil feathers in Zheng Guangming's body had been absorbed by Wu Yi, but Wu Yi now had a problem of his own, and it was really happening one after another.
The strong Yin Qi turned Wu Yi's whole body black, turning his face into a green face and fangs. Wu Yi's jade-colored skin was almost invisible, and his whole body became like a ghost. His strength was extremely close to the golden elixir, that is, the ghost king level. He could reach the sky in one step.
This is no longer the art of summoning ghosts, it has completely become the art of transforming ghosts.
In the world of stone tablets, the Green Bamboo King looked at the Yin Qi spurting out from the waterfall with a look of hesitation in his eyes. She never thought that just suppressing the Death Qi and sealing it in one place would produce such a big change.
Endless Yin Qi gushes out, and the world of the stele suddenly expands more than three times. The ghosts happily absorb the rich Yin Qi excitedly, and many ghosts advance one after another, like a blowout.
However, this Yin Qi did not come from Wu Yi's imagination, but came from another world. The Green Bamboo King unintentionally opened a passage to another world. This other world was obviously a place of darkness.
Having a lot of yin energy is naturally a good thing, but the world of stele exists because of Wu Yi, and it is suitable for Wu Yi's cultivation. If there is too much yin energy from outside, there is inevitably the danger of turning the world into a guest.
After thinking for a long time, the Green Bamboo King finally cast a clear light, covering the source of the Yin Qi and preventing the Yin Qi from spreading further.
"Tear apart -" a harsh voice came, and a blue-black ghost hand came out from the Yin Qi outlet, breaking open the clear light shield and gradually widening the crack.
The Green Bamboo King stared with beautiful eyes, shouted, and with a clear light like a blade, he galloped away, cut off the ghost's hand, and sealed the Yin Qi outlet in one fell swoop.
After doing all this, the Green Bamboo King was panting, with a thin layer of sweat on his face. The owner of this ghost hand was at least a half-step Jindan real person. It was not easy to deal with her in her current state.
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Without the source of Yin Qi, Wu Yi slowly regained his consciousness. Looking at the black body, he didn't realize what happened for a while. Not far away, there were Li Gu and Yu Xuyou who were confused.
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"Junior brother, you finally woke up." Li Gu leaned against the wall and almost fell down. This was much more tiring than fighting with others, but what kind of method did his junior brother practice? How could he have such a strong Yin Qi?
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Wu Yi tried his best to recall what happened before, but he could only see a string of Netherworld characters hovering in the sea of consciousness. The text from the stone tablet was a scripture with a very straightforward name, just three words, "The Netherworld Sutra".