Liu Caichun was thrown into the River of Forgetfulness by Jiang Qi, and it was only when he was almost choked to death that he felt the flow of water leading him into the Temple of the Underworld. He landed awkwardly on the cold stone floor, feeling fine lines creeping where his face was touching.
"The Sorrowful Spiritual Demon Sect has also arrived..."
Venerable Huang Quan's voice was very clear in this silent palace. Liu Caichun quickly stood up from the ground, but before he could stand upright, he saw Jiang Qi falling from the sky, and this guy landed on his back. Liu Caichun was almost injured internally by her stepping on it, and it took a lot of effort not to cry out.
While straightening his clothes, he quietly looked around. The temple was terribly quiet, there were two or three dark shadows not far away, they should all be the South China Sea Demon Dao invited by Demon Lord Huangquan. Demon Lord Huang Quan stood in the center, the edge of the black Taoist robe was covered with raging flames, but Liu Caichun still saw her peaceful expression clearly as expected.
"My lord!" Jiang Qi jumped off Liu Caichun's back with a smile, "Ah Qi is back!"
Yun Qing nodded and smiled at her: "I'm sorry."
Liu Caichun's cultivation was not good enough, it was really difficult to cross the Wangchuanji River and reach the Temple of the Underworld, so Jiang Qi had to lead him down.
"Does your lord need Ah Qi to do something?" Jiang Qi's eyes were wet and stuck to Yun Qing's body, Liu Caichun could see goosebumps all over his body, but Yun Qing still looked as usual.
She waved her black robe lightly, and the magic flame brought out a spark: "Get back, if there is something important, I will send an order to you."
Jiang Qi shook his head vigorously, holding the hem of his skirt tightly with both hands, and said coyly: "A Qi wants to stay with the Venerable, so he can do nothing."
Yun Qing looked at her for a while, then thought about it: "Then you should do something."
Liu Caichun burst out laughing, he saw Yun Qing mouthing Jiang Qi, but he didn't hear a sound, presumably the order was transmitted by voice. Jiang Qi's expression was a little strange after hearing Yun Qing's words. She seemed to find it incredible, but immediately became excited again, and the flush on her cheeks spread to the back of her ears.
"Follow the Holy Lord's law!"
Jiang Qi disappeared into the water curtain with a scream, and only Yun Qing and those Nanhai loose cultivators were left in the Netherworld Temple in the blink of an eye. She said to them gently: "Actually, it's not a big deal to call everyone together today, it's just a matter of getting to know each other."
Liu Caichun and the others laughed dryly, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"Uh, next to Liu Caichun, the suzerain of the Dejected Spiritual Demon Sect."
Seeing Liu Caichun open his mouth, a black figure hurriedly continued: "It turns out that it is the Desolate Spiritual Demon Sect who is about to enter the Realm of Immortal Demons. Congratulations! Poor Daoist Fu Zhihui, I have admired his name for a long time."
The other two were also surprised, because Liu Caichun seemed to be so poorly cultivated that he had to rely on the person who deceived the world to carry him even to the Temple of the Underworld. They looked at each other, then bowed and said: "I will ask the suzerain to take care of you in the future."
"Zong, suzerain?" Liu Caichun opened his eyes and looked at the other party for a long time. No matter how he looked at it, it was a black shadow, and he should not be a member of the Dejected Spirit Demon Sect.
Yun Qing coughed, and everyone's attention was shifted to her, she said slowly: "These few are the top leaders in the Nanhai loose cultivators, they have achieved success in cultivation, each has their own strengths, and they will be under your command in the future Served as an elder."
Liu Caichun swallowed, he felt that he had come into contact with a world that he didn't even dare to imagine before. Just based on that person's few words, those who used to call wind and rain in the South China Sea would respectfully salute him, and had no choice but to obey. He cleared his throat, and replied politely: "You don't need to be too polite, we should help each other and share our worries for His Holiness."
The flattery was too stiff, and the others laughed dryly for a while, and replied vaguely: "Yes, yes, the suzerain is right!"
Yun Qing didn't have time to talk nonsense to them, but her attitude was as patient and gentle as ever: "Since I have entered the Realm of Demon Lord, please help me with the matter of suppressing the rebel party in the South China Sea. Time is not waiting for me..."
"Yes!" Liu Caichun immediately replied, "Uh, should we send people with the army to wipe out the rebels now?"
Clearing out the Shattering Heavenly Demon Sect, using the Desolate Spiritual Demon Sect to replenish the power of the Invincible Demon Realm, and then clearing the Nanhai Loose Cultivators to maintain the stability of Dao Fruit, this is the basic idea of Yun Qing and the Demon Dao Saints. Pulling the Desolate Spiritual Demon Sect into the Realm of No Delusion can not only weaken the scattered cultivators in the South China Sea, making the process of clearing it faster, but also maintain the internal stability of the Realm of No Delusion for a certain period of time, so that other orthodoxy will not dare to act rashly.
Therefore, the Despondent Spiritual Demon Sect is a relatively critical part of the whole plan, and Yun Qing convened these people this time mainly in the hope that they themselves would realize this.
Yun Qing smiled at him: "Don't worry about this moment, let's talk about it after you settle down in the realm of no delusions. The gate of the Desolate Spiritual Demon Sect has been fixed, on the source of the Forgotten River, on the former site of the Shattered Heavenly Demon Sect. Speaking of this… "
Yun Qing's expression was slightly serious, she paused for a moment, and said: "Ju Mang established a god domain in the inner valley of the Shattering Demon Sect to imprison the Immortal Demon Lord of the Shattering Heavenly Demon Sect, please don't trespass."
"Understood, we will naturally act with caution."
Yun Qing seemed very satisfied, she folded her hands into her sleeves, and said softly: "After the sect is settled, then go out with my demon army. If the progress is faster, Lord Saint will be satisfied."
Liu Caichun knew what she was implying, this was a good opportunity to show his loyalty in front of the saint. After all, the Shattering Demon Sect has moved their position for them, and the Desolate Spiritual Demon Sect may not be able to reach the level of the Shattering Demon Sect in the past, so it is best to take practical actions to make the saints have a better impression of them.
"Yes!" Liu Caichun lowered his head, watching the slow movement of the magic lines on the ground, and solemnly replied, "I will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations."
Several other people quickly answered, "We will definitely live up to His Holiness' expectations."
Yun Qing turned around and walked between the beams and pillars of the temple painted with magic patterns, waved her sleeves and said, "Okay, step back."
Liu Caichun and those black shadows looked at each other in blank dismay, until the others had left, he was still standing there alone.
Yun Qing naturally felt it, she turned her head and asked, "What else is there?"
It was very dark in the temple, and only a little closer to the water curtain could barely see the other party's expression, and Liu Caichun couldn't use Taoism to investigate, because when he opened his mind, he could only see the magic flame that devoured souls . He tried his best to distinguish Yun Qing's tone, and found that she was just confused, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said calmly, "Excuse me...how do I get out?"
"..."
It was Jiang Qi who carried him down before, but now he doesn't know how to go back by himself, Liu Caichun felt that it was embarrassing for him to commit such stupidity in front of his new master.
Yun Qing was only silent for a while, and she quickly replied: "You can clean up here for a while, and leave when you reach your cultivation level."
"Ah?" Liu Caichun stared at Yun Qing in disbelief for a long time, unable to close his mouth at all. This idea was completely beyond his expectation, Jiang Qi is definitely not as good as Huang Quan, but she can easily send herself down from the top, why can't Huang Quan raise his hand to get him back. Could it be that this Huang Quan just looks withdrawn, but in fact she really wants someone to accompany her
"It just so happens that I can grant you the complete inheritance of the Desolate Spirit Demon Sect." Yun Qing said calmly.
Liu Caichun hadn't recovered yet: "Many, thank you."
He thought Huang Quan would directly take out this book or the rubbings of the jade slips, but she didn't do anything. She walked between those pillars, caressing those tiny and delicate magic patterns, and walked slowly through every place in the Temple of Underworld step by step.
Liu Caichun was very curious, and Huang Quan seemed to be quite talkative, so he asked directly: "What are you doing?"
Yun Qing replied while exploring these magic patterns: "I'm looking for you."
Liu Caichun: "..."
"When your karma is connected with the realm of the innocent demon, your magic pattern will appear in this temple. From the magic pattern, we can tell whether you are a direct descendant or an ordinary disciple. Only the direct descendant status can be granted the orthodox inheritance. Coincidentally, the Sorrowful Demon Sect was also orthodox a hundred thousand years ago."
Liu Caichun knew all kinds of mythical rumors about the Netherworld Temple a long time ago, but he did not expect that the fate of the entire Wudao Demon Realm was written on this temple: "The ancient power is really amazing, and this temple doesn't know about it." How was it made…”
Yun Qing dealt with Liu Caichun while looking for it attentively: "This is the residence of Huang Quan of the previous generation, so it's only natural that there are magical places."
Liu Caichun calmed down and thought about it for a while, but he still felt wrong. It would be no wonder that he could be a direct disciple with his ghostly aptitude, but it seems that there is no problem in granting him the orthodox inheritance from what Huang Quan said. He couldn't help asking: "If I am not a direct disciple, what should I do?"
Yun Qing didn't answer. At this time, she had already circled to the deep part of the Temple of the Underworld. Liu Caichun could only vaguely see the back, and couldn't even hear the footsteps, which was very strange. Liu Caichun didn't question further, he watched Huang Quan's movements nervously, and saw her pale fingertips resting on a winding and narrow line, which rarely intersects with other magic lines. Appears to be more marginal.
As soon as her fingers rested on the magic pattern, Liu Caichun felt her heart being strangled, and an unspeakable fear surged up, it was a feeling of fear that life and death could not be controlled by herself. Yun Qing withdrew her hand, turned her head and said to Liu Caichun, "I found it, there is no major problem."
Liu Caichun was already in cold sweat at this moment: "No, it's fine if there's no problem."
Yun Qing stared at this magic pattern for a while, as if trying to figure something out, but finally put down her hands and recited the mantra in a low voice: "Convict the crime and become a body, and punish to become a thought."
Liu Caichun felt that as soon as her words fell, the whole Netherworld Temple shook, and he fell on his back to the ground without standing still. He touched the back of his head and was about to stand up, but suddenly an indescribable colossus caught in his eyes.
A hand as huge as the sun stretched out from the dome, and the muscles in the hand were well-organized, as if carved by a knife. The upper arm is even more knotted with muscles, and in a blink of an eye it looks like a pile of rocks like a cliff. The ten fingers are all in the shape of claws, and the nails protrude like sharp swords, and there is also a dazzling cold glow faintly flashing. This arm carried an inconceivable magic, and the power to destroy everything was pressed down from the dome. Liu Caichun felt that his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up.
Still stretching his hand forward, Liu Caichun quickly saw the whole picture of this thing, it was a monster body as towering as a mountain.
Its skin is dark and shiny, with dark golden scales attached between its chest and abdomen, which are directly connected to the muscles, as if growing out of the flesh. Its face is similar to that of a human being, mighty and domineering, and there is a magic light that pierces the sky and earth in its eyes, and everything it sees is turned into nothingness. The demon body has two wings on its back, two horns growing on its forehead, and its face is covered with dense magic lines, which are exactly the same as those in the Underworld Temple. Liu Caichun wondered if it was imprinted on his face when it came out of the dome.
When it is fully exposed, the entire temple can only accommodate it. This kind of accommodation is not the accommodation of chickens and ducks in cages, but rather like the feeling of people living in a house. The Temple of the Underworld is extremely magnificent, and part of it has sunk into the bottom of the water, so it looks a little smaller than it was a hundred thousand years ago. Liu Caichun felt that such a huge demon body really had to live in a spacious place like the temple.
The demon body approached Yun Qing step by step, and stopped in front of Liu Caichun's demon pattern.
Yun Qing got out of the way, and the demon body tried to lower its head, and slowly stretched out its fingers. Its nails were as sharp as a sharp sword, but compared to the slender and delicate magic lines, they were too thick. Liu Caichun suspected that it could directly stab himself to death.
But the demon body didn't. Its movements were frighteningly fine, and it landed on Liu Caichun's magic pattern stroke by stroke accurately, making all kinds of precise and precise changes. Liu Caichun was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to realize that the movements in Yun Qing's hands were exactly the same as those of the demon's body, and this thing was being controlled like a puppet.
I don't know how long it took, Liu Caichun felt that his mind suddenly became a little trance, but immediately became clear again, and his spirit became more clean and thorough than ever before. He was amazed by his own changes, and he didn't even notice that the huge demon body had climbed up to the dome and disappeared.
Yun Qing raised her sleeve and wiped the magic pattern, and then said to Liu Caichun, who had not yet recovered from her senses: "Okay, now I will grant you the orthodox inheritance of the Desolate Spiritual Demon Sect."
Liu Caichun was shocked: "Thank you, Venerable... But can I really practice the orthodox direct lineage?"
Yun Qing walked towards him: "You are now a direct disciple."
Liu Caichun remembered the writings and paintings on the lines on the demon body just now: "Is that against the sky to change fate?"
"Who can defy the sky?" Yun Qing chuckled, "It's just a change of luck, and it's not difficult for foreign objects to help you."
To change one's fate is to turn a mule into a horse, but fate is determined by the way of heaven. This Yun Qing can't change it for Liu Caichun, but she can use the connection between the sacred body of Yan Mo and the Temple of the Underworld to change her fortune. Although things like changing luck and fortune cannot directly turn a mule into a horse, it can make the mule run as fast as a horse due to various opportunities.
Liu Caichun didn't know much about these things yet, so he said with great admiration: "Your Majesty really has supernatural powers!"
"Let's get started." Yun Qing pointed flatly on his forehead, black flame patterns burned into his skin, and the vicissitudes of life and simple words poured into his soul like a tide.