True Immortal of the Netherworld

On a large smooth boulder.

Seemingly motionless, the "Qingyan Monk", one of the Three Sons of King Kong, is secretly activating his own secret method. The meridians in his body were actually connected to the boulder under his feet, and through the boulder under his feet, he communicated with the entire huge mountain behind him.

If the running track of its meridians can be individually outlined, it will be a huge picture of meridians running around the sky. It can be said that Qingyan Monk is the mountain, and the mountain is Qingyan Monk. It is so majestic and eye-catching.

The mountain behind Qingyan Monk is not a spiritual mountain peak full of spiritual energy, it is just an ordinary mountain. Although the rock essence is rare, the entire mountain adds up to a considerable number.

All things have spirituality, including mountains, rivers, vegetation, flying flowers, birds and animals, and even mortals. It's just that the spirituality of most of these people or things is too thin, making it difficult to advance. But if there is a great opportunity, there will also be a chance to change one's fate against the will of heaven, such as a fish leaping over the dragon's gate, a dead tree and an immortal branch, a mortal being a true immortal...

For ordinary monks, they prefer rare spiritual materials from heaven and earth, because the concentration of spiritual power in them is more pure, with fewer impurities, and the effect is better when absorbed and used. In order to obtain a purer source of spiritual power, monks often refine some heavenly materials and earthly treasures into elixirs of various grades. For example, Xu Yang is a good alchemist, especially since he has the Wheel Flame Spirit, which can deal with earth attributes. His accomplishments in elixir refining are comparable to those of a master alchemy master.

Qingyan Monk practices a unique Buddhist skill - Fo Rock Technique. This technique can communicate with the essence of all rocks and soil and absorb and utilize their spiritual power and energy. However, practicing this technique has strict requirements on the practitioner's physique. He must be born with a rock body. Otherwise, there are many spiritual impurities in the rock and soil. Once used in large quantities, the impurities will be deposited in the body, leading to the degeneration of the meridians. , in the light case, the cultivation base stagnates, in the case of serious cases, the realm directly collapses.

Qingyan Monk is an extremely rare natural rock body. He has eight spiritual veins with rock attributes. He is the respected senior brother of Jintongzi and Huomeduo. The three of them are collectively known as the "Three Sons of Vajra" in the Golden Buddha Temple.

At this time, Qingyan Monk opened his eyes. There was a bright color in his eyes. Although he only rested for a stick of incense, under the influence of the powerful Buddha Rock Kung Fu, his Kung Fu body had returned to its peak state.

"It is safer to send a secret signal to the two junior brothers, otherwise they will waste a lot of time if they can't find me."

Thinking of this, Qingyan Monk, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up from the boulder. His two-foot-long body took one step down with ease.

When the Buddha Rock Technique was activated again, a light brown halo emitted from the surface of his body. He bent down and squatted down, spread the fingers of his big hands and pressed directly on the ground under his feet.

"Supreme Buddhist Dharma, connecting the earth, Qingyan array..." As the Qingyan monk chanted the magic formula, circles of dark brown runes spread out in all directions with his palms close to the ground as the center.

Where the runes passed, there was a slight sound on the ground. Immediately, rocks of uniform size emerged from the ground like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground. The height of the stone forest is no more than three feet, just like a rock formation.

The next moment, brown spiritual light flowed continuously on the entire rock array, and circles of extremely penetrating but subtle spiritual energy fluctuations appeared along the earth.

After a stick of incense, Qingyan Monk stopped the technique, and the rocks in the rock formation also retracted into the soil, and the ground returned to its original state.

After doing all this, Qingyan Monk nodded with satisfaction and said to himself: "About a hundred miles away, the two junior brothers will definitely hear my call."

In a woodland a hundred miles away.

Among the mottled tree shadows, two figures, one tall and one short, flashed past, leaving only elusive shadows. It was the golden boy and Huomoutuo who were hurrying on their way.

"Jingle Bell."

"Dang Dang Dang."

The golden Buddha bell on the golden boy's waist and the purple gold bowl in the hand of Huomoutuo made a buzzing sound almost at the same time.

The two of them then stopped. Huomoutuo quickly picked up the purple golden bowl in his palm, drew a special Sanskrit character with his other hand, and put a little bit on the purple golden bowl.

"Buzz."

In the purple golden bowl, a red flame ignited. In the flames, the shadow of the Qingyan monk appeared while he was practicing.

"It's Senior Brother Qingyan. He has found the exact location of the Buddhist formation. He is casting a spell to summon us."

"That's great. As expected of Senior Brother Qingyan. Without further ado, you and I will go quickly."

After receiving the message from Qingyan Monk, the two of them accurately positioned themselves, moved three inches faster, and disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.

...

An open space.

The Yushan Taoist transformed by Zhang San had just hunted an ordinary white-feathered falcon. After sucking the blood soul of the white-feathered falcon, Old Taoist Yushan stretched out his arms and became as flexible as before.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a slight fluctuation in spiritual power. A trace of murderous intent flashed in the corner of his eyes, and then he waved his sleeves.

In the big sleeves, a black ghost mist rolled up, and when the ghost mist subsided, a dark ghost flag appeared. On the ghost flag, the golden ghost runes flickered on and off, like the twinkling ghost eyes in hell, revealing an incomparable gloom.

"Yushan Old Taoist" used one hand to poke the ghost flag on the ground in front of him.

Without stopping for a moment, a magic formula from "Yushan Old Taoist" hit the ghost flag.

"The ghosts and gods of the ten directions are all my slaves, and the ghost flags channel spirits..."

"Yushan Old Taoist" recited the curse of not transmitting ghosts, and a large gray ghost aura suddenly rose above the ghost flags opposite. Immediately afterwards, six almost transparent humanoid spirits crawled out of the ghost flags. They jumped down without making a sound, and then disappeared into the ground like ghosts.

After a while, "Old Yushan Taoist" shouted: "Go back."

The almost transparent humanoid spirits came back from the ground one after another, and a black vortex appeared above the ghost flag. With a sudden breath, these almost transparent humanoid spirits were retracted into the ghost flag.

"It turns out that someone is doing it ten miles away. No matter how subtle the movement is, it cannot escape the ears of ghosts and gods of Zhang San. It seems that this person has good cultivation and strong martial arts. He should be a good material to be a ghost slave." I thought in my mind. As he spoke, "Old Taoist Yushan" raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a frightening evil smile.

After that, the "Old Yushan Taoist" spotted a direction and walked over in a swaggering manner. He looked like a ghost, and every time he took a step, he was still ten feet away. The purple sun in the sky casts jumping shadows behind it, friction, friction, the devil's steps...

On the hillside.

One monk and one monk stood facing each other.

The monk is two feet tall, has a square face, thick eyebrows and a wide mouth. He stands as steady as a diamond. He is the blue stone monk.

The Taoist, with his long-sleeved black robe, red Taoist crown, and white hair and silver beard, is the "Old Yushan Taoist" transformed into Zhang San who just came to visit him.

One is taller and the other is shorter. In terms of momentum, the Bluestone Monk seems to be superior, but the "Yushan Old Taoist" opposite him reveals an indescribable mysterious power, and the two ends of the scale are still balanced.

"Your Excellency must have entered the Green Fire Demon Realm to hunt for treasures. There is only a barren mountain nearby. You are looking in the wrong place." Qingyan Monk looked at this uninvited guest up and down, and then asked in a calm tone.

Qingyan Monk tried to test the other party with words while thinking in his mind. In the barren mountains and ridges, I had been hiding my aura. I was just looking at the technique to release the rock array, and then this person came to me. It was no accident, it was probably because the person who came here was evil. But this person's cultivation seems to be at the Yuan Soul Realm, but it doesn't seem to be the same. Could it be that he is also at the Dao Ming Realm like me. Before completing the task, unnecessary fights must be avoided.

"Old Yushan Taoist" didn't respond either. He stared at the Qingyan monk across from him like a snake's eyes, looking up and down. There was already a burst of joy in his heart. Well, it looks like this body is very good, and its cultivation level is at the level of Dao Ming Realm. It is qualified to be my ghost slave, Zhang San.

"Your Excellency, if you have nothing to do? Please move out of the way and forgive me for not being able to accompany you." Qingyan Monk confirmed again.

The "Old Yushan Taoist" opposite seemed to turn a deaf ear to Qingyan Monk's words. There was no expression on his old face, and he had no intention of getting out of the way.

Qingyan Monk felt that he was being humiliated. He was the head of the "Three Sons of Vajra" in the Golden Buddha Temple, and most people who saw him were respectful. Today, this stranger was clearly provoking. So he said in a strong tone: "Please don't pester me, otherwise, don't blame me, Qingyan Monk, for being ruthless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyan Monk's body flashed with brown light, and his whole body erupted with powerful Vajra Qi, and a powerful wave of soul power suddenly spread out around him.

Suddenly, the monk's robes flew up, and the strong wind struck back, causing flying sand and rocks all around. The gigantic stone that Qingyan Monk had previously settled on was shaken by the strong wind.

What surprised Qingyan Monk was that the powerful aura he released could not change the "Yushan Old Taoist" opposite him at all.

There seems to be an invisible and extremely tough defensive spiritual energy shield in front of "Yushan Old Taoist", which isolates all the incoming soul power. At this time, the Yushan Old Taoist seemed to be from two different worlds from the Qingyan Monk. He was wearing a wide Taoist robe and remained motionless, quietly watching the Qingyan Monk's performance.

At this time, Qingyan Monk was really surprised. He had deliberately released his soul power just now, hoping to give the Yushan old Taoist opposite a show of strength and make him retreat in the face of difficulties. Unexpectedly, the opponent's performance was more like an unshakable boulder.

"This man's soul power is really weird. Although it is not strong, it is erratic. I don't know what secret method he used to prevent my soul power from confronting him head-on. However, it seems that his cultivation is 80% in the Yuan Soul realm. You are pretending to be a fool in front of me, Qingyan Monk, you have found the wrong person." Qingyan Monk suddenly made a judgment in his heart.

The "Yushan Old Taoist" looked at the bluestone monk with even more "appreciation" in his eyes, just like a tiger watching a big green cow having fun on the grass.

Old Taoist Yushan suddenly said: "Great monk, is your name Qingyan Monk? I'm looking for you just to borrow something from you."

"What to borrow?"

"Your life!"

The three words were neither slow nor urgent, but they were like a sharp sword that stabbed Qingyan Monk in the chest. He was so nakedly humiliated that Qingyan Monk became furious and said: "You are looking for death!"

Immediately, a circle of dark brown soul realm spread out from the Qingyan Monk's feet, and the powerful soul power was like a huge boulder, rolling and crushing towards the surroundings. The big stone where the Qingyan Monk had settled before was instantly hammered to pieces like a tiny egg under the pressure of this soul power.

The powerful soul domain that a Dao Ming Realm monk should have was clearly revealed. At this time, the "Qingyan Monk" was like an angry King Kong, standing tall and tall.

A fierce fight between the two is about to break out.