A seal of immortality

Chapter 834 The Legend of the Underworld
Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng nodded in satisfaction.

On the way back, Wang Changsheng fiddled with the Tianwu Mirror, but only discovered some of its uses. As for its true supernatural powers, he was temporarily unclear. As long as there are mirrors in the world of cultivating immortals, almost all of them are supernatural powers Strange and powerful treasures.

In addition to the Tianwu Mirror, Wang Changsheng also has two mirror magic weapons, the Fire Sun Mirror and the Xuan Yang Mirror. The Fire Sun Mirror can release beams of light to attack, and the power depends on the mana of the controller. The stronger the power, as for the Xuanyang mirror, it can fix an area, whether it is a magic weapon or a cultivator.

Wang Changsheng has discovered that the Tianwu Mirror has the ability to defend and attack. Judging from Wu Lingzi's close collection of this mirror, Wang Changsheng feels that the Tianwu Mirror must have other supernatural powers, but he is not sure about it for the time being.

He controlled Mo Yunzhou to fly forward, and encountered various attacks by a large number of low-level ghosts one after another, but was dealt with by Huang Xiaowen.

Half a day later, the black light on the surface of the ghost mirror in Wang Changsheng's hand continued to flow, and at the same time there was a piercing ghost cry.

"Uncle Wang, that ghost should be nearby, but I don't know exactly where it is." Huang Xiaowen explained.

Wang Changsheng let go of his consciousness and swept towards the dense forest below.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng withdrew his divine sense and frowned slightly. His spiritual sense scanned the area of ​​more than ten miles around, but he didn't find any powerful ghost. Obviously, that ghost knew some kind of clever concealment technique , this is not surprising, ghosts are naturally good at concealment, and Ye Mingyue is a good example.

Wang Changsheng slapped the body bag on his waist, and Ye Mingyue flew out of it and landed in Mo Yunzhou.

Ye Mingyue now has a late-stage alchemy cultivation. If she can get a yin bead left by a ghost in the late-stage alchemy, it will be enough for her to advance to the alchemy Dzogchen. Combined with the ghost formation left by Dong Fuzi, she should be able to Let Ye Mingyue try to attack the ghost baby stage.

"Mingyue, there is a ghost king in the late stage of alchemy nearby, can you sense its exact location?" Wang Changsheng asked with a frown.

When Ye Mingyue heard this, she closed her eyes immediately, and after a while, she opened them and shook her head: "Returning to the master, the servant did not sense the powerful aura of the same kind, and its hidden powers should still be higher than mine.

Wang Changsheng nodded thoughtfully. Ye Mingyue's hidden powers can't even be discovered by monks in the middle stage of Yuanying. Can't find it.

He thought for a while, then flipped his palm, and a gleaming red command flag appeared in his hand.

After injecting the mana, the red flag suddenly glowed red, and when it swung forward, a large piece of red flame emerged out of thin air.

Wang Changsheng kept waving the red command flag in his hand, and billowing flames suddenly emerged, quickly condensing into five red fire pythons tens of feet long.

"Go." Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and pointed at the dense forest below.

The five red fire pythons twisted and turned into five flames and flew towards the dense forest below.

As soon as the five red fire pythons touched the trees, they exploded, and a sea of ​​fire hundreds of feet in size appeared out of thin air. The fire continued to grow and spread rapidly.

A quarter of an hour has passed, and the fire has spread to several kilometers in size, and the temperature in the vicinity has increased a lot.

Wang Changsheng flew back and forth over the sea of ​​flames, and the ghost-fixing mirror kept emitting ear-piercing ghost cries. Obviously, the ghost was hiding underneath, and it was not difficult for ordinary flames to cause much damage to it.

"Mingyue, come back." Wang Changsheng frowned, put away the red command flag, and patted the body bag on his waist with his palm.

Ye Mingyue responded, turned into a ray of red light and flew back into the body bag.

He took out a blue plantain fan from his sleeve, poured mana into it, and slapped it fiercely a few times. Several blue hurricanes more than ten feet high emerged without warning, and quickly swept away towards the sea of ​​flames.

As soon as the cyan hurricane rushed into the sea of ​​flames, the flames were extinguished one after another.

Wang Changsheng clasped his hands together, moved his lips a few times, and his body suddenly shone with golden light.

He began to mutter something, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds sounded in his mouth.

What Wang Changsheng recited was the "Sutra of Subduing Demons". This scripture can not only drive away the evil spirits in his body, but also have a certain restraint effect on ghosts.

"Buddhist supernatural powers." Huang Xiaowen said with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Buddhist supernatural powers are very restrained against evil spirits such as ghosts and zombies. Demon cultivators have always regarded people in the Buddhist sect as thorns in their eyes. Demon cultivators would not practice even if they got the Buddhist skills. If Wang Changsheng hadn't stayed in the Nether Corpse Sect for a long time and had gained the trust of the Nether Corpse Sect, Huang Xiaowen would have thought that Wang Changsheng was a spy from the Buddhist sect!
Wang Changsheng's voice was not loud, but he was reciting the "Sutra of Subduing Demons" with his magic power, and he could be heard reciting scriptures for miles around.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a black light flew out from a charred tree and flew straight into the sky.

"Hmph, you still want to run away when you meet me, is it possible?" Wang Changsheng sneered, and grabbed the black light void with his palm.

Ripples suddenly appeared in the sky above the black light, and a green ghost claw several feet in size suddenly emerged, and quickly grabbed it down.

With a sound of "poof", the black light burst and turned into more than a dozen black lights, flying in different directions.

A look of astonishment flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes, and when he raised his right hand, a golden wooden fish the size of a palm came out, swelled against the wind, and floated in front of him.

The golden light on the surface of the golden wooden fish keeps flowing, and it is indeed a high-grade Buddhist treasure.

Wang Changsheng hit the golden wooden fish with a spell, and there was a long and clear sound of "bang" from the golden wooden fish!
This sound is like a quiet voice in an empty valley, and it is also like a Buddhist chanting.

Hearing this sound, more than a dozen black lights froze for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Changsheng flipped his palm, and a small blood-colored sword appeared in his hand. After injecting mana, the size of the blood-colored little sword swelled, and a bloody smell that made one want to vomit immediately permeated the air.

Before he had time to sacrifice the blood sword in his hand, an ear-piercing strange roar suddenly sounded.

Hearing this sound, Wang Changsheng felt a sharp pain like a sudden split in his consciousness, as if someone had pricked him with a needle.

He snorted softly, and as soon as the mana in his body was activated, he returned to normal.

When Huang Xiaowen heard this, his face was a little distorted, as if he had endured some kind of pain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, more than a dozen black lights flew into the distance, and disappeared into the sky not long after.

Wang Changsheng looked at the back where the black light disappeared, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Martial nephew Huang, when did this ghost appear? Why didn't you find this ghost when you sent people to clean the ghost cave before? Could it be that the people who cleaned the ghost cave were just doing their jobs perfunctorily?" Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment, asked with some displeasure.

"This ghost appeared half a month ago. The five elders were responsible for cleaning the Yingui Cave. They should not be perfunctory. Maybe this ghost wandered into the Yingui Cave from other places." Huang Xiaowen was a little uncertain Said.

"Other places? Isn't the Yinghost Cave an independent space? How could ghosts flow into the Yinghost Cave from other places?" Wang Changsheng frowned, his eyes full of doubts.

Huang Xiaowen pondered for a while, and said: "The Yin Ghost Cave is indeed an independent space, but there have been people speculating that the Yin Ghost Cave may be connected to the Yin and Underworld, and the Yin Qi here is stronger than the Yin Sha Mountain Range where our sect is located. After so many years, ghosts and zombies can't be caught, if it were an independent space, those ghosts and zombies would have been caught long ago."

"What? The ghost cave is connected to the underworld?" Wang Changsheng's face changed when he heard the words, and he said in surprise.

The legend of the underworld has been circulating in the world of cultivating immortals. There are different opinions about the origin of the underworld. Some people say that the underworld is an independent interface, while others say that the underworld is actually an independent space. Some people say that the underworld does not exist. People just made it up.

In the eyes of supporters, after the death of the immortal cultivator, the three souls and six souls will gradually disintegrate and re-enter reincarnation. The dead immortal cultivator can gain a second life in the underworld. Living in the underworld, very few reborns can recover the memories of their previous lives. If there is no accident, they will survive in the underworld with a new identity. A few lucky ones can be reborn in the interface of the previous life and appear with a new identity.

According to supporters, there are many zombies, ghosts, and evil spirits in the underworld. The underworld is a continuation of life and a paradise for the dead. Dead cultivators can be reborn in the underworld.

In the eyes of opponents, the underworld does not exist at all, it is just a place imagined by individual cultivators. Immortal cultivators are dead after death, and there is no possibility of rebirth, let alone the so-called memories of previous lives.

(End of this chapter)