Honghuang: I, Huanglong, refine the heavens and do not join the Chan sect

Chapter 62: The Ghost Mother's Legacy on the Nether Mountain

The mountain in front of me is completely black, and its innate yin energy and innate death energy are hundreds of times denser than the surrounding environment.

Even just standing at the foot of the mountain, Huang Long felt quite uncomfortable, as if his body was going to die. His body's instinct forced him to escape from here.

What is more serious is that as Huang Long uses the Immortal Qingmu Jue, the necrosis of his body becomes more and more severe.

The surrounding innate yin energy and innate death energy rushed into his body frantically. If this continued, Huang Long would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

But soon, Huang Long realized the reason, and he immediately stopped the Immortal Qingmu Jue.

Utilizing the seeds of the Avenue of the Undead and the Avenue of the Moon in the Qingyun, he communicated between the Avenue of the Undead and the Avenue of the Moon, allowing the rhyme of these two avenues to entangle himself.

"Sure enough!"

Just as Huang Long expected, with these two great ways protecting him, the surrounding innate yin energy and innate death energy calmed down and no longer flowed into his body.

Obviously, this is the second threshold set by this opportunity.

If one does not master more than 20% of the great ways related to Taiyin and death, even if one can enter this formation, it is impossible to climb this mountain.

Then, Huang Long started climbing the mountain, striding towards the top of the mountain.

The closer they got to the top of the mountain, the weirder Huang Long's expression became.

Along the way, he didn't see any evil beasts or ghosts, or even any insects.

Except for the ancient and weathered shady trees, the whole mountain is deathly silent.

Several months later, Huang Long arrived at the top of the mountain and appeared in front of a dark palace.

Above the gate of this palace hangs a Yin wood plaque with three large characters written in Xiantian Dao script:

[Nether Palace]

Even though Huang Long had never seen this kind of writing before, he still recognized what was written on it at first glance.

Moreover, this innate Taoist text contains the true meaning of the Great Dao. Just by taking a glance at it, it was as if Huang Long saw the Great Dao, and he fell into enlightenment.

Ten years later, Huang Long woke up again, with Taoism flowing in his eyes and a faint smile on his face.

Before entering the Netherworld Palace, Huang Long had gained a lot.

In just ten years of enlightenment, Huang Long transformed part of the Avenue of the Undead into the Avenue of Death.

From now on, as long as he retreats for a period of time, he will be able to transform the seeds of the Avenue of the Undead into nutrients, allowing the seeds of the Avenue of Death to grow.

The Avenue of Death is not comparable to the Avenue of the Undead. Even if Huang Long has mastered 20% of each, the improvement that the Avenue of Death brings to him is enormous.

He gained so much just by taking a look at the innate Taoist text at the door. Huang Long was full of expectations for the things in the Netherworld Palace.

Squeak——ah!

At this moment, the gate of the Nether Palace seemed to sense something and opened automatically to both sides. Huang Long did not hesitate and immediately stepped in and came to a corridor.

On both sides of this corridor, there are a large number of statues with mysterious Taoist texts on them.

These are statues of ghosts and evil spirits. Some have the head of an ox and the body of a human, some have the head of a horse and the body of a human, some are dressed in white and hold soul-destroying sticks, and some are dressed in black and hold iron chains.

Each statue looks different, standing on both sides of the passage like guards, welcoming the owner of the palace and defending against foreign enemies.

The deeper into the palace one went, the stronger the aura of these statues became. Huang Long even saw a statue of a 犼.

The appearance of this beast was exactly the same as the one Huang Long saw in the fairy palace.

"Could it be that……"

Combined with the innate yin energy and innate death energy in this innate formation, plus the name of this palace and the statues on both sides of the corridor.

Huang Long had some guesses about the origin of this Netherworld Palace.

After walking for a while, Huang Long walked out of the corridor and saw a large lake composed of innate dead air and innate yin energy in front of him. If there were ghosts living in this lake, their cultivation would surely advance by leaps and bounds.

There are a large number of spiritual roots planted by the lake and at the bottom of the lake. All of these spiritual roots are innate spiritual roots, and many of them are even top-grade innate spiritual roots.

At the same time, a spiritual object in Huang Long’s sleeves suddenly emitted a slight vibration.

However, Huang Long did not stop to pick these spiritual roots. He knew that the real opportunity was in the hall across the lake.

Afterwards, he continued walking along a stone bridge over the lake, came to the other side of the lake, opened the dark and ancient door, and entered the hall.

Three objects of extraordinary aura were suspended in the center of the hall.

A completely black canvas, painted with a large number of mysterious runes and various evil beasts and monsters.

A half-black and half-white millstone. From the black part, innate yin energy and innate death energy continuously flow out; from the white part, a strong vitality is emanating.

With just one glance at a dark yellow stone, one can see one's past and present lives.

But for some unknown reason, these three spiritual objects were covered with cracks, as if they would break at any time.

"Nine Netherworlds and Hundred Ghosts Diagram!"

"The Millstone of Life and Death!"

"Three Life Stones!"

The moment he saw them, Huang Long felt something in his heart, and relevant information about these three spiritual objects automatically emerged in his mind.

Each one is a genuine top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and the number of divine prohibitions in these three spiritual treasures is incomparable to that of Qingmu Lingzhu and Taiyin Hanyuetu.

The Nine Netherworlds and Hundred Ghosts Map, and the Forty-two Divine Prohibitions.

The millstone of life and death, forty-six divine prohibitions.

Three-life stone, forty-five divine prohibitions.

Even if a top-grade innate spiritual treasure is only just different from one divine prohibition, the overall power will be drastically different.

"call--!"

Huang Long took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, followed the mysterious induction, came to the edge of the Nine Netherworlds and a Hundred Ghosts Picture, and lightly tapped with his finger.

next moment.

Huang Long was dragged into the inner space of the Nine Netherworlds and a Hundred Ghosts Map, a world composed entirely of black.

There is no up or down, no direction, no feeling of the passage of time, only endless darkness and loneliness.

With the entry of Huang Long, a ray of light appeared in this dark world, and it transformed into an ancient and vicissitudes of life female fairy.

She was wearing a black dress, with delicate features and fair skin, which formed a sharp contrast with the darkness around her, as if she was the most outstanding creation in the world.

Her body was filled with extremely pure innate yin energy and innate death energy.

When she saw Huang Long's figure, she smiled and nodded.

"I am the Nine Nether Ghost Mother. Although I know that this matter is a heavy burden on you, time is running out and I have no other choice."

"From now on, I'll leave the affairs of the tunnel to you."

"I don't ask to return from the long river of time, I just hope that the way of earth is not weaker than the way of heaven!"

After she finished speaking, the Nine Nether Ghost Mother gently tapped Huang Long's brow with her finger, and then disappeared without a trace as if she had never appeared.

At this time, Huang Long also came out of the Nine Netherworlds Hundred Ghosts Diagram, sat cross-legged on the ground, endured the severe pain in his head, suppressed his feelings, and sorted out the memories in his mind first.

(End of this chapter)