True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the realm of subduing demons in the Golden Light Tower.

A huge ball of fire breath ran wildly on the ground, followed by a flurry of sparks. The breath of fire was getting closer and closer, and the shape of the breath of fire turned out to be the shape of a huge fire tiger. Every time, there is a distance of ten feet.

As he got closer, he saw clearly that there was a human figure under the tiger-shaped fire breath.

It was Monk Chi Yan.

At this moment, Monk Chi Yan's face was extremely ugly. The golden Buddhist robe outside his body was torn in many places, and his exposed arms and legs were covered in scars. Seriously, one of his left arms was severed at shoulder level.

"I was actually caught in an ambush. The iron-headed purple disaster really has an accomplice. It's all my fault for being careless. After thinking about it carefully, I found that the iron-headed purple disaster is a ghost practitioner. How could he be good at the Taoist talisman art? ”

Hey - Monk Chi Yan, who was running wildly, didn't look back and sighed, "The two purple disasters just now are by no means ordinary purple disasters, but are specifically targeted at my disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple. If I hadn't decisively given up for ten years, Ming Yuan, if you use the soul fire secret technique, what you lose may not be as simple as an arm."

"In the current situation, I wonder how Junior Brother Musen is doing?" Monk Chi Yan took out a small golden wooden plaque from his arms, and the word Musen was engraved on it.

"The soul breath of Junior Brother Musen that is sealed in this soul tablet is still there, which means that Junior Brother Musen is at least safe." Monk Chi Yan's nervous expression eased slightly, and he put the golden wooden tablet in his hand again. Keep it.

"I don't know if the place where Junior Brother Musen was hiding has been exposed before. It would be safer to find Jin Guang and Yin Guang as soon as possible and join forces with everyone."

The running monk Chi Yan identified the direction, turned around, and flew away in another direction.

...

In the Demon Subduing Territory, in an unknown forest.

Within a radius of a hundred feet, all vegetation was destroyed, the ground was crisscrossed with ravines, and not a single stone was intact. Apparently, a violent fight had just occurred here.

Qingshui Man and Iron Corpse Madman stood there, and the Blood Monk followed closely behind Qing Shui Man.

Qingshui Ren put the Dao sword in his hand back into the sword box behind his back, "Our plan was quite successful."

The Iron Corpse Madman said: "The Red Flame Monk was seriously injured. Why did you stop me just now and not let me continue chasing? Before, he chased me all the way here and had to kill me."

"Chase?" Mr. Qingshui smiled slightly, "Have you forgotten what the right envoy told us before we came here? This time, there are two teams of disciples sent by the Golden Buddha Temple to the Golden Light Pagoda. And the monk Chi Yan just now One of the teams belongs to the trial disciples of Jinyitang, and their team should consist of four people. If the two of us keep chasing, if we encounter four of them, you have to calculate whether it is them or us. There are many people. Besides, this Monk Chiyan is powerful enough. If we hadn't worked together and the talisman formation I had arranged in advance, we wouldn't have been able to defeat him so easily. Most likely I will just run away. I don’t want my dear blood monk brother to get hurt along with me.”

After saying that, Qingshui Ren turned around and brushed the dirt off the bloody monk's shoulders with his hands. At this moment, the blood monk had a disgraced look on his face, and a blood stain on his cheek was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, the man in Qingshui just sacrificed his puppet.

The blood monk responded blankly: "You can't get hurt."

The Iron Corpse madman opposite twirled his fingers and said: "Old Taoist Qingshui, you are really smart. My master said before his death that arithmetic relies on the innate brain. Like me, who works so hard to learn arithmetic, Not as good as you."

The man in Qingshui stroked his goatee under his chin with his hand and said proudly: "Of course." But in his heart, he said with disdain, "Are you praising me, you tough-headed guy? Four to two is a kid of four or five years old. It’s understandable.”

The Iron Corpse Madman said: "Old Taoist Qingshui, what about the next move?"

Step, how should you and I do it? "

Qingshuiren thought for a moment, and then said: "This place is no longer safe. You and I can just go in the opposite direction to where Monk Chiyan escaped. This demon-subduing territory was originally a trial place for the elite disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple. Not everyone There is a chance to enter. You and I might as well go around and get it decisively if there is any chance. As for the blood soul that you and the blood monk need, it is not from the monk of the Golden Buddha Temple. Life is tough, there are still many great blessings waiting for me.”

Speaking of this, Qingshui Ren remembered that he was defeated by Liu Haiyu's Sword Spirit Slash in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave in the Green Fire Demon Realm. At that time, there was almost no chance of survival. By chance, he landed in a place with strong ghost spiritual power. After his last fight, he and the blood monk both turned into ghost zombie bodies, and finally mastered the bipolar puppet technique. By luck Survived. He secretly swore in his heart that one day he would seek revenge on Liu Haiyu.

The Iron Corpse Madman said: "Old Taoist, you are right. With a teammate as smart as you, I can't bear to suck the blood soul from you even if I'm thirsty."

Qingshuiren laughed evilly, "If your blood soul wasn't smelly and hard, I wouldn't mind letting the blood monk brothers suck your blood soul."

"Hey hey hey."

"Hey hey hey."

The two evil cultivators looked at each other and smiled, then quickly retreated in the opposite direction in which Monk Chi Yan escaped just now.

...

Monk Chi Yan fled all the way and finally found the location of Jin Guang Tuo and Yin Guang Tuo.

Monk Chi Yan briefly described the situation he had just encountered.

Hearing this, Golden Bald Tutuo and Silver Bald Tutuo frowned.

Yin Guang Tutuo glanced at Monk Chi Yan's broken arm and said, "Put the rest down first, Chi Yan. Your arm has not been broken for a long time. Let Jin Guang and I help you restore it."

"Thank you, brothers Yin Guang and Jin Guang." Monk Chi Yan said with one hand as he bowed to Buddha.

Jin Guang Tu Tuo is not as old as Monk Chi Yan. They are both monks from the Golden Clothes Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple.

There is a rule among the monks in Jinyitang. Among the disciples of the same generation, the one who ranks high on the monk strength list is the senior brother. In Jinyi Hall, Jin Guangtuo's ranking is higher than that of monk Chi Yan. Therefore, whenever we meet on weekdays, Monk Chiyan will respectfully address him as Senior Brother Jin Guang Tutuo.

Monk Chi Yan sat cross-legged and took a pill to stabilize his body. After adjusting his breath a little, Monk Chi Yan's face gradually became rosy, and his breath became much more stable than before. .

Yin Guang Tutuo said: "I'm afraid there will be some side effects when the two of us perform the "physical body reconstruction" technique soon. Junior Brother Chiyan will have to be patient while we perform the technique."

Monk Chi Yan said decisively: "No problem, come on."

Silver Bald Tutuo and Golden Bald Tutuo were sitting on the side of Monk Chi Yan's missing left arm. The two of them each carried mana, and their bodies were shimmering with silver and golden light.

The two looked at each other, each stretched out a hand and grabbed the shoulder of Monk Chi Yan's missing arm.

As soon as the mana was activated, a golden light and a silver light were released at the same time. The golden and silver auras intertwined and lit up the shoulders of the monk Chi Yan.

After a while, as the two continued to exert the power of the spell. An arm made of intertwined gold and silver auras appeared on the broken shoulder of Monk Chi Yan. Gold and silver Sanskrit characters roamed on the surface of the arm, gradually forming a forearm and fingers.

"Junior Brother Chiyan, the important step of rebuilding the broken arm has begun."

The techniques of the Silver Bald Tutu and the Golden Bald Tutu were changed into the shape of tiger claws.

Monk Chi Yan only felt an invisible hand following his broken shoulder, grabbing the soul in his body, and then pulling hard, pulling a strand off his soul.

Monk Chi Yan grimaced in pain, and the flame pattern between his eyebrows suddenly started to shine, jumping like a real flame.

"Two senior brothers, please continue." Monk Chi Yan gritted his teeth and said loudly.

Silver Bald Tutuo and Golden Bald Tutuo continued to cast spells, filling the pulled out ray of soul into Monk Chiyan's arm, which was still an empty shell of gold and silver aura.

Next, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the arm made of gold and silver spiritual light became solid and filled with flesh and blood.

After a stick of incense, Monk Chi Yan's broken arm was successfully rebuilt.

Monk Chi Yan stood up and moved his reconstructed arms, which were as flexible as before.

With a smile on his face, he saluted the Buddha with both hands and said, "Amitabha, thank you two brothers again."

At this moment, the two long silver eyebrows on the brow bone of the silver-bald Tutuo suddenly trembled.

"Come out, who is there?" Yin Guang Tutuo looked in one direction and asked loudly.

"It's me! It's me."

Before he finished speaking, a green vine of light and shadow broke out of the empty ground not far away.

A group of green spiritual light spilled out, the green light and shadow rattan disappeared, and a great monk appeared on the spot.

When Monk Chi Yan saw this, he immediately said: "Junior Brother Musen, why is it you? As long as you are fine."

At this moment, Monk Musen was already a ghost slave controlled by Thousand Faced Ghost.

Monk Musen clasped his hands together, "I have seen two senior brothers, Jin Guang and Yin Guang. I just arrived here and saw that the two senior brothers were treating senior Chi Yan, so I didn't show up rashly to disturb him."

After saying that, "Monk Musen" took two quick steps to come to Monk Chi Yan, and grabbed Monk Chi Yan's reconstructed arm. There was a glimmer of light in the corner of his eyes. He paused and said, "It's all my fault that I didn't help in time. Senior Brother Chi Yan, you have suffered a loss."

Monk Chi Yan patted Monk Mu Sen's shoulder with his hand, but comforted him and said: "It doesn't matter, this minor injury is not worth mentioning, you are fine. It's just that the purple disaster that appeared this time is obviously not an ordinary purple disaster. But it’s specifically aimed at our Golden Buddha Temple disciples.”

The three monks, including Monk Chi Yan, obviously did not realize that the "Monk Musen" in front of them was a ghost slave under human control.

Yinguang Tutuo said seriously: "When I came here, the master of our Golden Clothes Hall gave me a tip bag privately, saying that I could open this tip bag if I encounter an unexpected situation."

As he spoke, Silver Bald Tutuo took out an exquisite brocade bag woven with gold threads from his arms.

Opening the brocade bag, there is a sapphire slip inside.

Holding the jade slip in his hand, mana was slightly injected into it.

The voice of the leader of the Golden Clothes Hall came out: "Just before you went to the Golden Light Pagoda for the trial, a highly respected elder in the temple told me privately that there might be a spy among the top brass of our Golden Buddha Temple. This time, the Jinguang Temple The real purpose of opening the inner trial of the Golden Light Tower is to eliminate the Purple Disaster, and it may have been leaked. If you encounter malicious attacks during the trial, it means that someone has already targeted us, the Golden Buddha Temple disciples. Therefore, the four of you must not do it. Separate easily and ensure your own safety is the first thing. When you activate this jade slip, I will know what happened to you at the same time. I will immediately apply to the higher-ups in the temple and send help into the Golden Light Tower to subdue the demons. Next, don’t act rashly.”

puff! The green jade slip exploded and turned into a golden spiritual pattern that penetrated into the void.

...

In the Demon-Conquering Realm, four people stood side by side on a hillside that was not too high.

It was Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li.

Zhang Li, the black boy, pointed to the opposite side with his finger and said: "According to the information I got from Ba Xiong before, the entrance to the second level of the Demon-Conquering Realm is in the opposite valley."

Murong Yu said seriously: "I wonder what powerful evil thing is waiting for us in this valley."

Gongsun Zhi clenched his fist slightly and said loudly: "Our goal is to go to the highest level of the Demon-Conquering Realm. This is just the beginning."

Xu Yang turned to look at the three people around him and said firmly: "As long as we work together, nothing evil can stop us."