Deep in Mangshan Ghost Mansion, amid a dark mist, a black city gate decorated with thousands of ferocious faces slowly opened.
A stream of netherworld energy that was as thick as paint but had a trace of strange light spurted out from the city gate. Yin Xuege was rushed by the netherworld energy, and felt that all the flesh and blood in his body were frozen together, and even his thinking speed slowed down.
However, the evil cultivators around him suddenly became energetic as if they had taken some elixir, and many of them even opened their mouths to swallow the dark, dark air. As these ghost 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 be secretly shocked. The Age of Dharma Ending has not yet completely passed, and just the opening of some small caves has caused such huge changes to these Eastern monks. He really couldn't imagine that before the Age of Dharma Ending, when the sky was full of gods, immortals, and Buddhas, would it be possible for a monk to achieve a golden elixir in just ten years old, or to 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 pitch black inside the city gate, and the surging netherworld air was constantly spraying out. The Wanxie Bone King and the eight elders of the Evil Bone Path stood in front of the city gate, holding ghost incense made from the bone marrow of demon beasts and the blood of demon birds in their hands. They danced and knelt there to worship the ancestors of the Evil Bone Path. At the same time, Offer sacrifices to the ancient golden immortal of the ghost path who opened up the Small Netherland Dojo and created the Mang Mountain lineage.
After the sacrificial ceremony was completed, a group of disciples of the Xiegu Tao naturally 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 any more words here. Well, you are all disciples of my Xie Gu Dao lineage. You all know the rules of this little Netherland."
With will-o'-the-wisps entwining in his eyes, the King of All Evil Bones said coldly: "Except His Highness Blood Song, he is a distinguished guest of this king and does not need to abide by the rules of this sect. The other disciples should take out all the treasures stored in their bodies, and then go to the elders Get the standard storage bag there. If someone secretly hides the storage treasure and is discovered, everyone 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 and he does not have to abide by these rules, but for the other young evil monks, what do they need to prepare? Under Yin Xuege's puzzled gaze, he saw more than 400 evil cultivators stepping forward one after another, opening their arms and letting the evil bone path elders use magic to detect them, and then put a palm-sized The brocade bag embroidered with grimaces was handed to them.
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 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 lowered her head very cautiously 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 Xie Gu Dao, every time they enter the Small Netherworld, all disciples must hand over all the stored magic weapons on their bodies, and can only enter with the special storage bags specially made by the Xie Gu Dao. After entering the Small Nether Realm, Xiegu Dao must share in any gains gained there.
If you get any powerful skills or books, Xie Gu Dao will take away the original books, but the person who finds the books can have a copy. If they get various treasures of heaven and earth, elixirs of ghosts, flying swords and magic weapons, etc., if they are the direct disciples of Xie Gu Dao, they have to pay 70% of their gains to the sect. In other words, they Only 30% of the harvest can be kept for yourself.
"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 from small families and small sects who are vassalized by 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 how many rare treasures they got inside, they could only take away 10%.
As for this percentage, they still have to pay most of it to the sect and family behind them. What they can really keep in their hands is often only two or three out of a hundred. For this trivial gain, they had to travel to various dangerous places in the Little Netherworld and risk their demise in order to make certain discoveries.
But even with such a quota, these evil cultivators from small families are flocking to it. Because if they don't let their best young disciples take risks, they won't even have this income. And although this small Netherland is dangerous, it also contains great opportunities. Maybe a young disciple will receive a magical inheritance after entering, and they may reach the sky in one step and become the direct disciples of the Evil Bone Way!
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 look like that!"
Listening to Hu Meimei's somewhat 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 the skeletons 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 is really ugly. So what if I 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. The 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 the hope for the future rise of my Evil Bone Dao, and the hope for my Evil Bone Dao to stand in the Eastern cultivation world! "
"However, I, the Evil Bone Dao, am an evil cultivator of the ghost path, and I have never done anything that involves putting on makeup or makeup. As a dirty word, before the Age of Ending Dharma, every time the Small Nether Realm was opened, there would always be unlucky disciples who fell 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 Small Nether Realm has not been opened for thousands of years in the Age of Dharma. Old guys like us are overage and cannot enter at all, let alone what the scene is inside. Maybe you will fall completely once you enter, but this is not certain!"
"Think more clearly! I won't lie to you or force you! Once you enter, you may reach the sky in one step and become immortals and saints from then on, 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 others. Choose!"
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. .
The upper and lower jaws collided hard, and the Wanxie Bone King clapped his hands vigorously: "Okay, 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 unlucky. It’s not you who is at fault, your teachers and relatives will be in trouble!”
After reciting a spell, the Wan Xie Bone King struck a twisted skeleton ghost onto Yin Xuege's body in front of many young monks, making an evil sign for him. He Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "His Royal Highness Yin Xuege is my distinguished guest. Hey, you all should be more open-minded. Anyone who attacks him will be marked by my 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 By attacking 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. Before the young ghost cultivator could say "Oops", the bone gun had already pierced between his eyebrows, beating his head to pieces and completely destroying his soul. Kill. The King of All Evil Bones laughed ferociously and shouted sternly: "Whose family does this little bastard belong to? Exterminate the whole family! Kill the whole family! Do you dare to negotiate terms with me? This is getting more and more outrageous!"
Before a few pale-faced ghost cultivators in the crowd could hurriedly beg for mercy, several evil bone path generals whose bodies were wrapped in will-o'-the-wisps and whose bones 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.
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!" King Wanxie Bone screamed loudly: "Who else thinks that what I say is unfair?"
No one said a word, and all the ghost cultivators lowered their heads, assuming a posture of fearful submission. The Wan Xie Bone King nodded with satisfaction. He hooked his fingers towards Yin Xue Ge and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness Xue Ge, if you go in, no Xie Bone Dao disciples will attack you. This is my request to Yin Xue Ge." Whatever the emperor promised, he 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 Netherland is a Golden Immortal Dojo, and mere Arhat relics can only cause disaster!"
Yin Xuege smiled and bowed to the Wanxie Bone King. His eyes flickered over the faces of Hu Jiaojiao and several of her flower guardians. Hu Jiaojiao and others' faces turned pale, and they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Yin Xuege.
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 toward him. The Wanxie Bone King kowtows repeatedly. Then he stood up triumphantly, picked up the kit of the young ghost cultivator who was killed, and stood in the crowd with his head held high.
Hu Meimei's eyes widened, and she glanced in horror at the young monk who was covered in mostly rotten flesh and blood, exposing a large area of white bones. His soft little face turned a pale green. Against the backdrop of the surrounding ghostly aura and ghostly fire, his face looked indistinguishable. different.
"Go in, go in, be careful!" Wan Xie Bone King muttered in a deep voice: "Remember, be greedy. When you see good things, even if there are risks, take back more. How many good things you take back has nothing to do with it. What a future you have 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 be too talkative! Those Netherworld Stones, Netherworld Trees, Netherworld grass and the like are useless 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 saluted the Wanxie Bone King, then waved his natal bat wings, leaving an afterimage and escaping into the huge gate of the Little Nether Realm. A dense black air enveloped his body, and Yin Xuege felt that his surroundings were darkened. After a while, the sky and the earth spun, and he had come to an incomparably wonderful world that made his soul feel extremely relaxed and peaceful.
This is the Little Netherworld, 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 a turquoise light falling from behind the thick clouds, making the whole world a bright green. The mountains here are a strange pale white, the water is a strange dark green, and the flowers, plants and trees on the mountains show cold dark green, dark blue, jet black, purple red and other colors. The colorful and gorgeous colors of the outside world cannot be seen here. of.
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 across his chest, and the silver jade cicada released a gentle force that enveloped 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 a person in his lower abdomen. An invisible vortex appeared, and the surrounding rich netherworld energy was swallowed up by this 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!
Only ghosts can absorb the spirit of the netherworld! Although Yin Xuege can absorb the moonlight essence and the innate Taiyin energy, whether it is the moonlight essence or the innate Taiyin energy, they are 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 the energy of the netherworld!
But something was happening that puzzled Yin Xuege. 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 is still rapidly transforming the energy of the netherworld in a way that Yin Xuege himself cannot understand, in a way that he himself cannot understand and cannot control, turning him into what Yin Xuege's body needs. energy of.
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. Give your head a hard blow. 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 spiritual objects of heaven and earth 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 when it can be entered is not certain! Perhaps this little Nether Realm already has spiritual wisdom, and how long it should be turned on each time must be decided according to his mood.
In ancient times, some disciples of the Evil Bone Path were unlucky enough to activate it dozens of times in a row. Each time they entered the Small Netherworld, they were thrown out within three to five days. However, there are also those who have great luck. There are disciples of the Evil Bone Dao who have stayed in the Small Nether Realm for three consecutive periods after entering the Small Nether Realm, and the Small Nether Realm has not been opened 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 one step away from ascending to immortality!
Therefore, 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, or he may be kicked out in three to five days. So he must hurry up and find something useful to him as much as possible!
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 towards the depths of the Small Netherland along 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 dimly phosphorescent, and low ghost whistles continued to be heard.
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