Cultivating Immortals From Prison

"this--"

Zhu Yan lowered his head, his voice muttered and hesitant, as if he didn't dare to say anything.

There was a bit of hoarseness in Yan Luo's voice, and he said solemnly: "Tell me, what is it?"

At this time, even Zhu Yan could hear the hint of impatience in Yama's words. The next moment, he felt endless blood lingering around him, as if it was about to erode into his Niwan Palace.

Zhu Yan did not dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly told the story about the rumor that "Yam Luo, the Lord of the Underworld, is a Shura" that was widely spread in the five regions of China.

"Sir, we in the underworld will never believe such despicable rumors——"

However, before Zhu Yan finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Yama Luo.

"Since you will never believe it, then what is your purpose here?"

Yan Luo looked at Zhu Yan with cold eyes.

Zhu Yan opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He came to Yan Luo because he found some bad signs. He entered the small world of Qiongqi and others several times, but was rejected every time. It was obvious that there was something wrong.

Under this situation, it is urgent for Lord Yama to personally step forward and comfort the monks from all branches of the underworld. Otherwise, in Zhu Yan's opinion, there will be no need for Gu Shen and Tianmen to encircle and suppress them, and the underworld itself will be in big trouble.

Today's situation has undergone tremendous changes compared with the past. The balance of victory has gradually moved further and further away from the underworld. The entire five regions of China are thoroughly investigating the traces of the underworld. At this time, the underworld is far from its previous glory. Like a rat crossing the street, he was yelled at and beaten by everyone. There was a lot of pressure from the outside, and there was internal suspicion of Yama, the lord of the underworld. It can be said that the underworld is truly in danger like never before.

Yan Luo's voice slowly faded, "Zhu Yan, do you think I am a Shura?"

When Zhu Yan heard this, he shook his head without hesitation and said solemnly: "How is this possible? How can Lord Yama be Shura?"

"Zhu Yan, Zhu Yan, I'm very happy that you still have the brain, but if you think this way, what about the others? Do Wheeler King, Qiong Qi, and Ghost Eagle all think this way? Or do they think I am Shura, want to escape from the underworld, get rid of the crisis in Tianmen, and find freedom?"

Every monk in the underworld wears a mask. This kind of mask is made by Yama using ancient secret methods and using forged immortal stone as the main material. It has many magical powers. One of the magical powers is that it can block the detection of divine consciousness. As long as you bring it with you, With this mask on, even if the opponent is the most powerful person in the Tribulation Stage, he cannot see what the face behind the mask looks like. Of course, the most powerful person in the Tribulation Stage can capture the person and then take it off normally. mask, you can see the opponent's true appearance under the mask.

Over the years, monks from various channels in the underworld have killed countless people under the command of Yama, but they all wear masks from the underworld. Outsiders have no idea what the faces under the masks look like. If the monks from all channels in the underworld want to save their lives, it is actually very simple. The mask needs to be taken off. Of course, you still have to try your best to mingle in the bottom world of cultivation. If you meet a truly top-notch person, even if you don't know their appearance, you can still determine a person's identity by relying on his Qi.

Zhu Yan quickly shook his head and said: "Master Yama, don't think too much. Everyone in my underworld knows that this is just a clumsy trick of Tianmen to sow discord. They have no way to do anything to us in the underworld, so they use such a sinister strategy. How could we?" Fooled?"

Yan Luo smiled softly, as if he was satisfied with Zhu Yan's answer.

Hearing Yan Luo's laughter, Zhu Yan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhu Yan, raise your head and look at me."

Yama's voice rang in his ears.

Zhu Yan was startled and slowly raised his head.

It's still that majestic mask. No one knows what the face under this mask looks like, but this mask has become the belief of monks in the underworld for generations.

The person wearing this mask is Yama, and Yama is God.

But the next moment, Zhu Yan saw a difference. The Yama in front of him was different from the Yama in his memory.

In the memory, Yama's eyes were dark, steady, and deep, but in front of him, Yama's eyes were almost entirely filled with scarlet.

Seeing the scarlet color in those eyes, Zhu Yan couldn't help but shudder.

"Lord Yama, your eyes -"

Zhu Yan asked, but the next moment, a palm suddenly came out, pierced his body, and held his heart.

Zhu Yan was stunned on the spot, looking at Yama in front of him in disbelief.

It was impossible to see clearly what emotions were on Yama Luo's face under that mask. All he could see were those scarlet eyes.

"Master Yama, why, why do you—"

Zhu Yan's words were not finished after all.

That hand crushed his heart. For a Holy Lord-level powerhouse, having his heart crushed did not mean that he would die. However, as his heart was crushed by this hand, a terrifying mana was unleashed with this force. With one hand as the source, the impact instantly shattered Zhu Yan's body and soul.

Before he could even give him an extra moment, he was completely dead and his vitality was lost.

However, even though he was completely unconscious, he still refused to close his eyes or lower his head. He stood upright, with his neck raised and his eyes wide open, looking at Yama in disbelief. Even if he died, he would not Dare or don't want to believe that Yama would actually kill him.

Yama is the heaven of the underworld, the god of the underworld, and the belief of the underworld for all eternity. For the powerful people of all walks of life in the underworld, Yama is truly like a teacher and a father. Zhu Yan once thought about countless ways to die, but all Unexpectedly, he eventually died in the hands of Yama.

Yan Luo slowly took out his palm. At this time, the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded, and a trace of clarity returned. Two lines of hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. The still scarlet eyes showed grief, despair, Pain, wailing.

He is not a real Shura, or a pure-blooded Shura. There is still some human blood in his body.

In the past, he relied on Tongtian's cultivation to suppress the Shura bloodline in his body and keep his soul calm and awake. However, the difference between the ordinary human bloodline and the Shura bloodline is too great. If he had not made great progress on the road of cultivation, strengthened the human bloodline, and suppressed the Shura Bloodline, maybe he has been assimilated into a Shura.

But there will be a day when suppression cannot be suppressed.

Shura is compared to the Immortal in the Immortal Realm. The most powerful person in the Tribulation Stage at the top of the cultivation world is not an Immortal after all, and cannot truly fight against the Shura bloodline in his body.

After millions of years of suppression, decades ago, he finally felt the backlash of the Shura bloodline and decided that he could not delay it any longer. This was also an important reason why he decided to officially launch the eternal plan of the underworld.

But the battle with Gu Shen consumed so much of his energy that he could no longer suppress his Shura bloodline. He was almost turning into a Shura, unable to contain the indifference, ruthlessness, murder, and bloodthirst in his heart.

"Zhu Yan."

Yan Luo called in a low voice, with sorrow in his eyes, but Zhu Yan in front of him could no longer respond with a word, and just looked at him with an unbelievable look.

Yama staggered and couldn't bear to stay here any longer, so he turned around and left.

I don't know when, the scarlet color in his eyes became more and more intense, eventually drowning out the trace of clarity in his mind.

Yan Luo turned around and looked at Zhu Yan, who was still alive. His red eyes flashed. He strode forward, raised his fist and smashed Zhu Yan's head into pieces. Then he stretched out his hands and grabbed Yan Luo's two arms. Side shoulder, tear hard.

Click! Zhu Yan's body was torn into pieces and turned into a rain of blood, rolling downwards.

At this moment, it seemed that the scarlet color in this small world was even more intense.

After doing this, Yama seemed to be somewhat satisfied and turned around to leave.

call out!

His figure flashed slightly, turning into a ray of rays of light, which shot towards the palace in the middle of the small world.

Above the dark hall, Yama was dressed in black robes, tall and slender, standing with his hands behind his hands. He didn't know what he thought of, and he laughed loudly, and his laughter shook the world.

At this moment, his black robe was trembling, and he was laughing crazily, but behind the extreme madness, there was endless sadness.

Whether it's him when he's awake or after he's assimilated to Shura, it's still him.

He clearly knew that the underworld was going to perish, the eternal plan was completely shattered, and what greeted him was death after all.

He had many regrets in his life. It was a pity that he could no longer protect the underworld. It was a pity that he did not defeat his only opponent in millions of years in a grand manner. But the biggest regret was that he could not feel what he had pursued all his life until he died. Fan.

"I don't seek immortality, I have lived enough!

"What I seek is a higher realm, stronger power, and a more perfect body and soul."

But now, his pursuit will eventually come to nothing.

The failure of the underworld's eternal plan prevented him from pursuing a higher level of cultivation and more powerful power.

"Let's go to the blood cave."

Yama whispered, his voice a little hoarse.

hum!

A wave of mana came out, and Gu Shen's figure immediately disappeared above the black hall.

Zhongzhou, Yunwu Villa.

A ray of light shuttled through the thick clouds and mist, and finally flew into a huge building complex that stretched thousands of miles long.

Finally, this ray of light fell in the middle of Yunwu Villa and knocked on the wooden door in front of a courtyard.

dong dong dong.

Soon, a steady, rich voice came from the courtyard, "Junior brother, come in."

Qi Linfeng pushed open the courtyard door with both hands and walked in.

There are four willow trees planted in the yard. The swaying willow branches and leaves actually drive away the clouds and fog in the yard, making the sight clear in the yard without the foggy feeling outside.

The door of the main room in the courtyard was wide open, and a tall, muscular figure was sitting upright. It was Shi Chong, the owner of Yunwu Villa.

"Senior brother."

Qi Linfeng entered the room, looked at Shi Chong, and said.

Shi Chong nodded and said, "Sit down and talk."

After saying that, he picked up the teapot on the table and poured Qi Linfeng a cup of tea.

After putting down the teapot, he looked at Qi Linfeng, who was sitting on the other side of the Eight Immortals table, and said, "Junior brother, what was the result of the Great Zhou Dynasty and his party?"

Qi Linfeng went to the Great Zhou Dynasty in the past few days, met the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and brought Shi Chong's message to him.

Even if Yunwu Villa is an ancient holy land, it cannot afford such a major event. It requires contacting many parties.

Shi Chong was very cautious about this. The two ancient holy places that he sent Qi Linfeng to test first had been on good terms with Yunwu Villa for generations. Even if the other party did not approve, they would not leak such important information. Moreover, if the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Zhou Dynasty If one of the two dynasties of the Wei Dynasty did not support it, Shi Chong would give up the idea.

Qi Linfeng said: "After I met with Emperor Zhou, I told him about the matter. He thought about it for a long time, but in the end he did not give me a definite response. His attitude was a bit ambiguous, but I could see that he was interested in moving. If we can contact two more ancient holy places, Emperor Zhou will probably be on our side."

Shi Chong hummed, and he expected the reaction from the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, "Junior Brother, I still need you to go to the Wei Dynasty and contact the Emperor of Wei.

"Back then, Gu Shen crossed the great territory, from the Eastern Wasteland to the Western Territory, and returned the relics of Monk Jueyuan to the Great Leiyin Temple. When passing through the Great Wei Dynasty, he had a conflict with the Great Wei Dynasty, and was captured by the Shenwu Imperial Army of the Great Wei Dynasty. The pursuer has no way to go to the sky and no door to the earth, which is quite embarrassing.

"Then the Emperor of the Wei Dynasty personally led an army to destroy the Lotus Temple, but was eventually stopped by Zen Master Benming. On the way back, in anger, he casually killed an old monk. There was some connection between the old monk and Gu Shen. relation.

"Although there seems to be no connection between the Great Wei Dynasty and Gu Shen, there are actually many conflicts. I think the Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty also does not want to see the situation where Gu Shen becomes the dominant one and dominates the Holy Land."

Qi Linfeng didn't understand much about these things Shi Chong said, but they made him feel moved and said: "If this is the case, things will be much easier."

There is a high probability that the Great Wei Emperor will join their camp, and with the addition of the Great Wei Dynasty, the Great Zhou Dynasty will also likely reverse course.

Qi Linfeng felt excited just thinking about it. This was a rare event in history, and he played an extremely important role in it.

"Senior brother, do you have anything else to explain? If not, I will leave for the Wei Dynasty."

Qi Linfeng picked up the tea cup on the Eight Immortals table, took a sip of hot tea, and said to Shi Chong.

Shi Chong said: "Junior brother, there is nothing else to explain. After you arrive at the Wei Dynasty and meet the Emperor of Wei Dynasty, you can just adapt to the situation."

Qi Linfeng nodded and said: "I understand, senior brother, I have been to the Wei Dynasty several times in the past, and I am familiar with the emperor of Wei Dynasty, so there is no problem."

The relationship between Yunwu Villa and the Wei Dynasty has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, and some princes and princes are often sent to worship the owner of Yunwu Villa and the Supreme Elder. Qi Linfeng had been on many missions to the Wei Dynasty and was familiar with the emperor. In addition to the existing conflicts between the Wei Dynasty and Gu Shen, he was confident that this mission to the Wei Dynasty would be successful.

Shi Chong smiled and said: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, junior brother."

"It's all Linfeng's place to sit."

Qi Linfeng drank all the tea in the cup, stood up immediately, and said to Shi Chong.

After saying that, he walked out of the main room and out of the yard. His figure flashed and turned into a ray of light and flew south. (End of chapter)