Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 317

The Netherworld is vast and boundless, far beyond the human world.

Ding Lingwei showed his true form, a mighty and continuous clear air hovered, sometimes forming clouds, shaped like a white crane, lifelike.

This fresh air is pure and agile, full of vigor and vitality, and is endless.

Along the way, the ghosts and gods passing by have to dodge to avoid bumping into this entity that is so huge that it seems to be a huge mountain range stretching for hundreds of miles, composed of clear air.

This is the true nature of Ding Lingwei, a huge breath of fresh air.

Since he cultivated the immortal way, he is no longer a human body, but takes this pure and clear energy as the real image itself.

In the human world, when He appeared in the form of a white crane or a human being, he was inevitably restrained, but at the junction between the nether world and the human world, he can freely stretch out.

Just as the "mountain" composed of clear air entities continued to descend towards the nether place with mighty momentum, a bit of purple air wrapped in flames, like a shooting star, caught up with him.

In front of Ding Lingwei, the flame disappeared. It turned out to be a set of scrolls, which slowly unfolded in front of him, and a line of gold-plated deficits floated out of it. They were all divine scripts, each with its own magic, and non-celestial beings could not interpret it.

After Ding Lingwei read it, the talisman scroll collapsed on the spot, turning into a little special vitality, which Ding Lingwei swallowed unceremoniously.

"Time is running out..."

Thinking like this, he dragged a long tail flame, like a comet, and accelerated towards the Netherworld.

It was a phenomenon caused by the collision and friction between Ding Lingwei's own pure and pure Qi and the heavy and turbid Qi in the Netherworld. In the immortal way, the light and spiritual Qi is the most precious, and the harmony of Yang is the treasure, which is incompatible with the Netherworld, at least for Ding Lingwei. Such is the case with angels.

It's getting closer and closer, and you can already see the place of the nether world from here.

The Nether Land floats in the midst of chaos. Its outline is like a leaf. It is not a celestial sphere, but layers and stacks of sandwich cakes that look like paper stacks. This is a continent.

In the Netherworld, there are many layers of Netherland, which have been increasing since the creation of heaven and earth, gradually forming such a huge monster as time goes by.

After the death of a creature in the human world, the soul of heaven returns to the sky, and the soul of the earth returns to the earth. After passing through the Nether Road and the gate of ghosts, the soul will fall into the shallow underworld. A ghost country, or a certain place of ghosts and gods, a certain family's village in Netherland, etc... those who have no traction will directly land in a random wild place in the Netherland Continent.

And Ding Lingwei's goal is an inconspicuous corner of the shallow underworld.

When Ding Lingwei was approaching the border of the Netherworld, he gathered up and turned into a little spark, and rushed down, throwing himself into a certain place in a certain layer of Netherland below.

Netherland, where the Dragon Qi Tianzhu of the Liao Kingdom is located.

Thirteen ghosts and gods dressed in flames, wearing court clothes that held high positions in life, all looked solemn.

"There are 25 masters of dragon energy in the past dynasties, and thirteen of them have made meritorious deeds. The dragon veins of the Daliao Kingdom are on top! I am equal to this, praying to the dragon veins, and will separate a fraction of the energy, shape the potential dragon, and hope to rejuvenate Daliao."

After praying in unison, they bowed down one by one, and walked into the beam of light in the mid-air one by one.

Because he was once the master of the dragon veins of the Liao Kingdom, he was not rejected.

The Tianzhu connects the sky to the ground, connects Yin and Yang, and is composed of dragon energy, declaring orthodoxy.

Here, they can see the changes in the fortunes of human beings in the yang world.

On a vast expanse of land, there is a piece of gray. Only the places with villages and dwellings are shrouded in thin white air. Judging from the degree of prosperity above the cities, each has a little red cloud. Only the imperial capital has a yellow cloud. Most are red and white.

"Daliao is not as prosperous as it used to be. In the past, there was always a bit of yellowness in the state capital..."

A generation of kings sighed.

Continue to observe, in the territory of Liao Kingdom, there are quite a few climate-friendly places, faintly showing extraordinary weather, there are lions, jackals, tigers and leopards...

They are all incarnations of human nature, manifested here, grinning at the central Tianzhu with malicious intentions.

"There are wolves, tigers and leopards everywhere, and the split of Qi is just around the corner."

The central Tianzhu is very different from the Netherland Tianzhu where they are. There is a dragon hovering on it. You can see a red dragon with a Danshu in its mouth, which symbolizes the orthodoxy of destiny.

Their thirteen sage kings looked at it for a moment, and the dying dragon swung its tail and beat the black air outside the pillar.

"This is the method of the national teacher. Using dragon energy to practice, transfer disasters, and resentment to all officials. I wait for the ineffective descendants to divert at least [-]% of the public anger for him. After death, there will be no chance to come to the ghost country. , I am afraid that I will fall into hell and suffer..."

Just as the founding lord was commenting, the black air that covered the pillars suddenly broke, shattered, disappeared, and then disintegrated from bottom to top.

"Is that ghost dead?"

The thirteen kings are all a bit inexplicable.

With the body of ghosts and gods, who cultivated into a divine body, the big man in their eyes, just like that, suddenly died suddenly?

But Qi numbers can't lie. They observed in the Tianzhu, and they had a clear view of the changes in Liao Kingdom's Qi numbers.

"Tianzhu can only look at the general changes in the number of human beings, which is unavoidable for individuals, not to mention involving great supernatural powers, we don't need to get to the bottom of it."

Yin and Yang are separated, and there is nothing they can do.

For example, a hundred years ago, the relatives were so powerful that they almost usurped the throne for a while, half of the country fell into the hands of foreigners, they went to court with swords, and hundreds of officials paid homage...
They almost gritted their teeth with hatred in Hades...

Even so, they had no choice but to watch, but were powerless to interfere.

For another example, ten years ago, the ghost that suddenly appeared, confused the king, was made a national teacher, and blatantly stole the dragon energy, and they were also helpless.

In the end, they are all dead people, ghosts of the underworld, and no longer living in this world, they are not qualified to take care of the affairs of living people.

"Anyway, it's a good thing in the end. Without that national teacher, you don't have to worry about interfering with our plans. It's just that when the national teacher was there, he could barely maintain the central government. Now he suddenly collapsed. I'm afraid the center is not stable, and even the Tianzhu may not be able to maintain it."

The No. 20 king of Daliao was pleasantly surprised at first, then hesitated, thinking of the consequences.

Immediately afterwards, right in front of their eyes, the already crumbling sky pillar began to tilt...
"No, the Tianzhu is about to fall!"

Exhaling in unison, they exerted their strength together, urging the Tianzhu in the Yinshi to feed back the dragon energy to the Yangshi.

Finally, the Tianzhu held it, but it was shortened a lot, and the escaping clouds drifted around, most of which were divided by the surrounding wolves, tigers, leopards, etc., only scattered into the folk.

However, the price of doing so is that the Dragon Qi Tianzhu above the Netherland Ghost Kingdom has shrunk by [-]%.

This part of the dragon energy was sent to Yangshi just now, but unfortunately most of it dissipated midway.

"In the Underworld, our foundation in Daliao is insufficient, and the accumulation of 300 years has been consumed by only [-]%."

The Founding Lord said in a deep voice.

"We can't wait any longer. Now split the qi and select Qianlong from the clan, and let the dragon qi choose the master by itself. I believe that we will be able to choose a wise and capable master."

The will of the thirteen past sage kings can influence the dragon spirit of the Yang world to a certain extent.

Just as they prayed together, the dragon's aura gradually changed.

In Yangshi, the capital of the Liao Kingdom, on a frail celestial pillar, the aging red dragon opened his eyes, as if he had been woken up.

It moved its body in dissatisfaction, looked around, and then spit out wisps of yellow cloud gas, condensed into a few tiny beads, and threw them down, missing.

After doing all this, it struggled again, spit out a red cloud, and also disappeared into the mid-air without knowing where it was going.

Several times in succession, at the end the cloud he exhaled was so thin that it was only half red and half white.

Finally, the old dragon retracted into the pillar, as if exhausted and exhausted.

In the Yin world, inside the Tianzhu.

The kings opened their eyes, feeling exhausted for a while. The flames permeating their bodies were a bit uncertain, and there was only a small piece of Tianzhu left in the Yinshi Ghost Kingdom.

"It's done, three dragon balls, one big, one small, four dragon balls, should be able to create three Qianlongs, and the rest of the energy has been dispersed among the clan's children. If there is a coincidence, one or two dragons can be counted on. If all the three Qianlongs die young, the remaining The dragon energy will also be transferred to the rest, so that nothing will be gained."

"Purple is the most precious human energy, followed by cyan, yellow is auspicious, red is second, and white is second. Gray is disobedient, and black is very ominous. This is the human energy. Immortals, gods, monsters, etc. do not enter here. After all, my Daliao is still lacking in foundation, if there is purple energy, I am afraid that it will be able to create a climate dragon in a short time."

"Forcibly using the luck accumulated in the ghost country to transform into the Yang world, more than half of it is lost. It's really... not to mention the purple qi, or the yellow qi, it's a bit unbearable."

Several kings argued endlessly.

Transferring Qi from here to the Yang world already consumes more than half of it, and it is another huge expenditure to cultivate Qianlong who is born with great luck.

Unless it's because you don't want to live a life anymore and throw all the dragon energy of the ghost country into it, otherwise these words can only be said.

Netherland, above the Tianzhu, a little spark wanders around.

Just now, when the sage masters of the past dynasties in this ghost country circulated the dragon energy to fill the foundation of the yang world, this spark was halfway, eroding a small hole inside the celestial pillar connected by the yin and yang worlds.

A large amount of red, yellow, and white cloud gas leaked out of it, and even a piece of blue gas was occasionally seen in it.

This Martian child has swallowed more than [-]% of the cloud gas, which is almost half of the gas that was transported to the Yang world just now to shape Qianlong Universiade.

In the end, he filled the loophole with satisfaction and left Netherland.

Between the yin and yang worlds, Huo Huo returned to Ding Lingwei's appearance.

His whole body is composed of clean air, and his whole body emits immortal light. He holds a large cloud of air in his hand, about a hundred acres in size, most of which is white air, a small amount of red and yellow air, and the green air is just a little bit of silk thread in the air. Which ups and downs.

"The lord of the Liao Kingdom is stupid. My descendants of the Ding family have been loyal and good for several generations, and they have been ruined to this point. The dragon veins of the Liao Kingdom are also half responsible. This account has to be expressed. The poor will take half of your clan Qianlong's life, Give me Lao Ding's family compensation, if you are not satisfied, you can go to Xintian Realm and find me Ding Lingwei."

"I am currently serving as the right servant of Shenxiao Yufu, and I will go to heaven to take up the post soon."

There was a vague image in the cloud, it was a dragon, roaring angrily, but with a bit of fear.

Ding Lingwei smiled and broke it up.

The hundred or so mu of cloud gas, right in front of his eyes, was refined by him, from albino to red, then from red to yellow, from yellow to green...

Every time it transforms, the cloud will condense and condense, and its volume will shrink by more than a hundred times. This diffused cloud covers an area of ​​more than one hundred acres, and finally the blue cloud with a radius of more than ten feet above and below is like an umbrella cover, which can cover a small town. pavilion.

"In this way, it's about the same. With this kind of strength, I think as long as the young people are not too stupid, my Ding family can prosper no matter what."

After saying that, the umbrella stand formed by the blue cloud disappeared.

As soon as Ding Lingwei turned his body, a fairy gate opened in front of him, fairy music played, and the Dao of Tongtian was in front of him.

In the light, two rows of immortals could be vaguely seen bowing to welcome them.

"Congratulations to Xian Jun on the throne..."

The newly-appointed right servant of Shenxiao Yufu stepped into it with one step, the fairy gate closed and disappeared without a trace again.

Maolin Fucheng, inside a residential compound.

The boy who was reading by the candle by the window suddenly raised his head.

"There seems to be something extra on your body?"

He looked at himself strangely, and then searched on the surrounding floor tiles.

Just now, a blue color suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and he felt that there was an extra layer of clothes on his body.

It's obvious that there is something more, but I just can't find it.

Just where he couldn't see, a large blue cloud formed a canopy, with silk ribbons hanging down, covering the room centered on him.

"Ding Dang, is morning class over? The rice porridge is ready!"

A female voice sounded, it was my sister's voice.

"coming!"

Putting down this doubt, Ding Dang put down his book and ran out.

The brothers and sisters of the Ding family have already moved out of the Shui Mansion and arrived at the Maolin Mansion City.

Goddess Xianxi did her good deeds to the end, gave them travel expenses, and gave them many useful objects, including some gold beads and jewelry, and even managed to buy back a real estate of Ding's family, which is this house in Fucheng. .

They have lived here for more than two months.

(End of this chapter)