Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 27 The First Cultivation Family, the River of Nether Qi

It was cloudy and rainy, among the mountains, there was a group of monks gathered, and the difference in status between them could be seen at a glance.

The two people standing in the center stood casually, but there was a large area around them, and other monks peeped at them with awe-inspiring eyes.

These two people are an old man in a plain robe and a female cultivator in black.

The plain robed old man had a thin and serious face, with his eyes slightly closed.

The female cultivator in black has white skin and a graceful demeanor, but there is a cloud-like thing around her, which can only be seen when she looks closer. It is a gray-scaled boa constrictor suspended in the void like a ribbon, with a slightly bulging top of its head. It has become a monster of climate.

Zhang Lie stood in the middle of the crowd with his sword on his back. The specific content of the mission had already emerged in the scroll at the moment he signed the Netherworld Abyss mission:

Enter the Netherworld Abyss of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, collect spirit grass, hunt ghosts, and capture the Netherworld Spirit Orb.

Because of the special environment of the Nether Abyss, it is difficult for those who enter to gather together. Therefore, the ten selected disciples of the sect do not know each other.

Even if it takes time to train the technique of coordination, the joint attack formation is of little significance, because there is a high probability that they will not be able to get together at all.

"Junior Sister Wanyi, it seems that the weather and time are almost here, shall we set off?" The old man in plain robe looked up at the sky first, then he turned sideways and asked.

"Everything is according to Brother Xie's arrangement." The black-clothed female cultivator responded.

The old man in plain robe nodded when he heard the words, and the next moment he threw a spell to the ground.

But in a short while, because of the effect of this talisman, the surrounding water vapor gathered, and gradually turned into substance, firmly supporting the monks of the Jinhong Valley sect.

Then, it flew away at a high speed to the distance.

Going to the Valley of Myriad Tribulations to seal the Nether Abyss task, this level of Zongmen task foundation-level monks are not enough to host.

Zhang Lie had a certain impression of the old man in plain robes after listening to his class: his surname was Jie and his name was Hui.He is a master of Zifu Realm who is highly cultivated in Taoism, and Zhang Lie has benefited a lot from his lessons.

However, Xie Hui may not have a good impression of himself, and Zhang Lie is self-aware about this.

Because for a long time, when I went to the teaching hall to attend lectures, I didn't pay attention to the coursework itself, so I was one of the poorer students in that group.

The cultivators of the Purple Mansion soar through the clouds and fly away, even if they take many people to travel thousands of miles a day, it is not a big deal.

Zhang Lie sat cross-legged on the edge of the cloud for the past few days, refining the defensive magic weapon he had just obtained, the Xuanjia Shield. He tried it secretly with sword energy, and found that it was indeed a magic weapon with amazing defense and very practical.

During this process, Zhang Lie vaguely sensed that someone was watching him, and then he began to pay attention to the fellow disciples around him.

It really made Zhang Lie discover something: It is clearly recorded on the mission scroll that each sect has a maximum of ten places, which is indispensable, but at this moment, there are a total of eleven sect disciples sitting on the clouds. bit.

But in the face of this kind of matter, neither of the two Zongmen's Zifu Realm principals had ever asked, and Zhang Lie would not be stupid to take the initiative to speak up.

"That is to say, among these eleven people, there is one 'not human'?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Lie's eyes naturally passed over those fellow students wearing bamboo hats.

Wearing a bamboo hat when everyone is a monk of the same sect, this is because I don't want my identity to be discovered by my fellow sect!
In the early morning four days later, the cloud and mist carrying more than ten people landed in a narrow valley mouth, and dispersed as soon as it landed, without a trace or form.

And outside the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, there are already many people waiting: Dingjun Mountain, Moxia Valley, Shuangzhangzong, Wangyuemen, Huanxinjiao, Baiyun Cave, and Jinhong Valley as Yue Kingdom Seven cases.

In addition, there are three Zifu and Jindan families, and two neighboring sects, with a total of more than 50 people.

This time entering the Valley of Myriad Tribulations to kill evil spirits and strengthen the seal of the Nether Abyss was completed by more than 100 people. Of course, if all of them die inside, they can also use blood sacrifices to appease the ghosts inside. The ghosts will be more violent and tyrannical.

At the most difficult time, it is even necessary for the monks who established the foundation or even the purple mansion to seal their cultivation, enter it, and kill those existences that disciples in the normal qi training period can no longer kill at all.

"Old ghost Xie, I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect you to be alive. I heard that you were attacked by casual cultivators a few years ago and your body was damaged. Your life is hopeless now? Hahahaha, what a tragedy!"

Just as the group of monks from the Golden Rainbow Valley landed, two men flew over from the crowd not far away.

One of the men in the image of a young Taoist said this while flying down, and every word and every word exposed the scars, which was very sinister.

"Kong Feng, shut up. Even if my path is broken, I'm far stronger than you."

The old man in plain robe, Xie Hui, frowned slightly, and sneered back.

And at this moment, Wang Wanyi, who had been resting with her eyes closed, suddenly looked up.

The green-scaled boa constrictor surrounding her also opened their eyes at the same time, and the eyes of the two made the young Taoist shut his mouth in an instant.

The royal family of Jinhong Valley, the most prominent cultivating family in Yue Kingdom these years.Only monks of this family have the inheritance of domesticating golden horned green pythons.

"Junior Sister, this guy has been with me for many years, and he has such a temperament." Finally, Xie Hui stretched out his hand and pressed Wang Wanyi's shoulder, which gradually eased the tense atmosphere between the two sides.

"Kong Feng, you will die from your mouth sooner or later. What's the situation in the valley now, what's the situation in each sect, isn't there anything unusual?"

"Hmph, there's nothing unusual about it, but the people the Yan family brought in this time are very elite. Those guys behind you don't look very good. I think you'd better not let them go down, and give those ghosts in the abyss nothing for nothing." Increase blood food."

Kong Feng's words made the disciples of the Golden Rainbow Valley Sect's dislike towards him straight up, but they were afraid of the other party's Purple Mansion Realm cultivation and dared not show it.

But Xie Hui, who was talking to him, shook his head and smiled wryly. He and Kong Feng have been friends for many years, and he knew that this guy became what he is now after practicing a set of magic spells taught by Huanxin. It is to gain momentum, the more powerful the illusion is when killing people.

It’s just that most of the people who practiced this secret method of the Huanxin Sect in the past dynasties died miserably. If the sect was not greedy for its power, and there were always resources in the Huanxin Sect that were inclined to the practitioners, the inheritance of this strange technique would have been long ago. has been cut off.

A group of monks waited in the valley for several days, as if they were waiting for some favorable timing and location. During this process, each of the disciples who directly participated in the mission of Nether Abyss was given a piece of condensed purple jade.

"Be sure to keep it well. This is the basis for you to go in and out of the Netherworld. If you accidentally lose it, you will die in it."

When distributing jade, Zhang Lie paid special attention to who in his sect had not been distributed, and then he saw a tall man wearing a black bamboo hat, standing At the outermost part of the crowd, they neither picked up jade nor talked or approached anyone.

In this way, even if everyone is sure that he is the "non-human", they don't even know who is controlling it. Maybe they will know after getting along for a longer time, but the current situation obviously does not allow it.

Finally, the day has come.

The high-level monks led the descendants of their families and sects into the valley. In this valley, there are several huge ancient stone formations, carved with knives and axes, and engraved with ancient runes.

After the high-ranking monks discussed, most of them flew out to protect the periphery. Basically, each faction sent a representative, a total of 12 people opened three ancient teleportation arrays.

"Dingjun Mountain, Moxia Valley, Frost Entangling Sect, and Wangyue Sect, you all come to this ancient teleportation formation."

"Huan Xin Sect, Baiyun Cave, Jinhong Valley, and the children of the Chen family, you come to the second seat. The rest of you go to the third seat. You don't need to gather together. After teleporting there, you won't be able to find your fellow sects at all."

The cultivator of the Purple Mansion who was flying at a high place seemed to have participated in the mission of the Nether Abyss in his early years, and he knew the inside story quite well, so he was commanding at this moment in an orderly manner.

Zhang Lie carried a long sword on his back and held the purple jade in his hand. He walked to the second stone formation and stood with forty young Qi-training monks.

Of course, this sentence is actually not very accurate. There are some monks in the Qi training state in the three stone formations, and their beards and hairs are already white.

"The time has come, let's fight!"

Accompanied by such words, the twelve purple mansion monks around the three stone formations simultaneously began to send mana into the formations.

With the arrival of the weather, the power of the earth's veins surged.

Three waves of purple-black light suddenly boiled and spread within the stone formation, and 120 monks in the Qi training state were swallowed into it in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, Zhang Lie also suspected, could this be a hoax, that these 120 monks were used for the blood sacrifice?

The next moment, he sank into the darkness.

The eyes cannot see, the ears cannot hear, the mouth cannot speak, only the skin can feel the cold feeling as if falling into the lake, but Zhang Lie can tell that it is not the lake water, but... the almost real ghost energy.

The jade in his hand suddenly spread out the warm protection, warding off the erosion of the living by the too pure dark energy.

I don't know how long it has passed in the darkness, neither too long nor too short, drifting in the impact of the dark energy, until the light suddenly appears in front of my eyes.

Zhang Lie's first reaction was to jump up, but the next moment he suppressed this urge.

"There will be a lot of people going out at this time, and the gap for jumping out cannot be so short, otherwise, it should be mentioned in the mission scroll."

After a little patience, he raised his left hand high, and under the pulling force of the strange jade, with a bang, Zhang Lie jumped out of the dark river of dark energy and saw the light again.

"Cough cough."

After standing still, he instinctively coughed twice, opened his eyes and wiped his cheeks, but Zhang Lie found that there was no water on his body at all.

A large amount of Nether Qi gives people the feeling that it is just like water, but it is not really water.

(End of this chapter)