True Immortal of the Netherworld

Xu Yang looked at the giant sword-shaped Feng Song Palace, and his mind changed.

"As a swordsmith, Ning Tian has worked hard throughout his life to improve his sword-making skills, pursuing the goal of forging swords with his heart. Sword-making is his profession, his means of making a living, and what he likes to do. He never thought Later, he used the sword he forged to fight and kill people, but by chance, he became the Fengsong Pluto who dominated the battlefield. "

"Fengsong Pluto has spent his whole life killing in order to protect the authority of Fengsong Palace. But his favorite book is about sword-making, not killing."

"Master Ning Tianqi of the Tiangui Sect was a free-spirited and free-spirited knight when he was young. Later, he became the leader of the Tiangui Sect and was decisive in his actions."

Thinking of this, Xu Yang took off the purple wine gourd from his waist, popped the stopper, and drank three large gulps of "spiritual wine" into his stomach.

"I was born in a brewing house in the mortal realm, but I was dragged into the path of cultivation by the wheel of fate. No matter how the wheel of fate plays in the dark, my choice will not change this time."

Xu Yang turned his head and looked at the top of Yongsheng Mountain.

"The Eternal Life Mountain is the most holy mountain in the underworld. The ten halls of the underworld are located on it. The ten halls of the underworld are divided into five upper halls and five lower halls..."

Xu Yang recited word for word the content carved on the huge stone that he had seen at the foot of Yongsheng Mountain.

"Along the way, I have passed through the Jin Ming Palace, the Mu Ming Palace, the Shui Ming Palace, the Fire Ming Palace, the Tu Ming Palace, the Huangquan Palace, the Blood Slaughter Palace and the Feng Song Palace. Then, there is another Wheel-turning Palace, After that is the Palace of Eternal Life where Lord Pluto resides.”

The boy in green continued to climb up the long black stairs.

...

Climbing people carry the oppression and restraint thrown by the mountain. The higher they go, the greater the pressure. The stepped feet creak on the stone steps.

In the morning five days later, Xu Yang stopped and stared at the strange scene in front of him in a daze.

A fish as fat as a drum stood on the shore, waiting for an opportunity to catch a skinny cat swimming in the water.

A lion with gentle eyes and a side-parted mane was eating grass, while the black buffalo hiding on the side pounced on it with murderous eyes.

A dog wagging its tail flies in the sky, and a sharp-beaked bird gnaws bones on the ground.

Xu Yang rubbed his eyes to make sure that the picture he saw was real.

At this moment, the space quietly fluctuated, and a huge roulette wheel emerged.

The wheel, half black and half white, rotated slowly, covering most of the sky.

When the white side of the roulette wheel came out, the original scene changed fundamentally.

The skinny cat held the fat fish under its paws and made a purring sound in its throat.

The lion bit the black buffalo's throat, and the black buffalo stuck out its tongue and shed tears.

The sharp-billed bird is flying in the sky, singing songs in its mouth.

The wagging tail dog gnawed bones on the ground, drooling on the ground.

Xu Yang wanted to move forward, but suddenly found that his body was no longer what it was before.

His body turned into a square box, twisted back and forth twice, only moved forward a little, and almost fell.

"No! My consciousness has been controlled by the power of illusion." Xu Yang quickly urged his mind to stabilize his mind.

He saw his body change back to its original appearance and took a long breath: "If I hadn't been blessed by the dolphin brain splitting technique, I would have completely fallen into this illusion."

When he looked up at the opposite side, those strange sights no longer existed, only a huge building in black and white with the shape of a roulette wheel blocking the opposite side.

The front of the building is engraved with three crooked fonts of "Zhuanlun Hall".

"It's the ninth Hades Palace, the Wheel Palace." Xu Yang walked forward.

"The Wheel of Fortune, the world of inner demons." Accompanied by that hoarse voice, the Wheel of Fortune with a colorful halo appeared as promised.

Xu Yang pointed a finger skillfully.

The wheel of fortune turns hummingly.

With a ding sound, the wheel of fortune stopped spinning, and the picture froze, showing an ordinary-looking black-faced boy.

"It's a young man with a black face. Different from the familiar faces that appeared three times before, this time it's a strange face."

Just when Xu Yang thought that the role he was going to play this time was a black-faced boy.

On the screen of Wheel of Fortune, the black-faced boy turned his neck and turned into a white-faced boy.

"It turns out to be a character with two faces," Xu Yang held his chin with one hand, thinking thoughtfully, "This is very similar to the Chakravartin Hades I saw in the Fengdu Ghost Array before."

At this time, the hoarse voice sounded again:

"Congratulations to this challenger for choosing the protagonist of Wheel of Fortune. You are lucky enough to get the right to change the character's fate twice. The character's name..."

The hoarse voice was held in for a while before continuing:

"The name is not yet clear, the gender is probably male, and the age is about eight years old."

At this moment, a suction force was thrown out from the Wheel of Fortune, and Xu Yang's body was pulled in.

The wheel of fortune spins and disappears.

Boom! Boom!

Two thunderbolts, one black and one white, were thrown from the eaves of the Zhuanlun Hall one after another, hitting the place where Xu Yang just stood.

...

In the western region of the underworld, there is a volcano.

There is an eye of fire on the top of the volcano. The eye of fire will spit out black and white flames every autumn. Legend has it that it is the holy fire from the end of hell.

This volcano is revered as the Holy Volcano and has become a pilgrimage site for believers.

It is autumn and the annual pilgrimage festival has begun. People from all over gather at the foot of the sacred volcano.

When people come and go, there is business.

Just a few days ago, a circus rented a large open space at the foot of the sacred volcano and set up a large tent for performances.

In the backyard of the circus station, there is a cage dedicated to raising wild beasts. There is a tiger in the cage.

Next to the cage ring, there was a simple hammock. Lying on the hammock was a black-faced boy wearing coarse clothes.

The tiger peed in the cage, and the small space was filled with an unpleasant smell.

Bang, bang, bang.

The tiger slapped the iron cage with its paws, making a loud noise.

The black-faced boy in the hammock opened his eyes, jumped off the hammock, walked to the cage with the tiger, and said: "Huahua, you big cat, you get up on time every morning than the rooster."

The tiger, whom the boy called Huahua, made a low, whimpering sound from his throat.

"You said you were hungry and wanted to eat beef? To tell you the truth, there is no beef today, only chicken, and there are only two."

The black-faced boy took out two white-striped chickens from the wooden barrel at the back.

The tiger bared its teeth and growled to express dissatisfaction.

The black-faced boy could actually understand what the tiger said, and the tiger could also understand what the black-faced boy meant.

"If you don't want to eat it, I won't give it to you. I don't have breakfast either. These two chickens are boiled in plain water, which is enough to fill my stomach. You can just be hungry."

The tiger shook his head first, and then nodded vigorously.

"Let's make an agreement first. After you eat the chicken, you are not allowed to lose your temper again. Otherwise, I will starve you tomorrow." The black-faced boy put his hands on his hips and said loudly.

The tiger quickly devoured two chickens. Not eating enough, it could only lick its own paws.

The black-faced boy checked the lock on the iron cage and then walked out of the cage.

He adjusted the big hat behind his head with his hands, stretched, looked up at the black sun in the sky, and murmured: "Black beads can emit white light."

"Yi Zai, has the tiger been fed enough? If the tiger doesn't have enough to eat and goes to the animal training show, it will eat you." The pot-bellied circus leader suddenly appeared in front of the boy and said with a straight face.

"Dear leader, the tiger has already been fed chicken, but the meat allocated today is too little. It must not have eaten enough, and I haven't had breakfast yet." Yizi's stomach growled.

"What's for breakfast? There aren't many people watching the circus these days, and we haven't even earned back the venue fee. There are a total of twenty-three people in our circus, one tiger, two horses, three sheep, six monkeys, all It takes money to support them. From today on, everyone alive in the circus, including me, can only eat lunch and dinner, but no breakfast."

The pot-bellied captain stared and finished the words in one breath. Perhaps he used too much force. He burped and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the oil from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the oil on the corner of the leader's mouth, Yizi guessed that the leader had eaten pork pie in the morning. Yi Zai swallowed and spit, he likes to eat pork cakes the most.

"Okay then." Yizi didn't dare to talk back to the group leader, otherwise he would be punished without eating for a whole day.

"Yi Zai, get ready. Your animal taming performance this afternoon has been moved to the morning. This way, you can attract the audience to enter as early as possible."

"I obey, my lord." Yizi stood at attention and raised his hands in a military salute.

"An animal trainer who goes to the training ground is a warrior. I like you, Yizi. If you make more money, I'll treat you to meat pie." The group leader smiled and patted Yizi on the shoulder.

Yizi rarely saw the smiling face of the group leader, and he felt warm in his heart when he heard the group leader's words, although he knew that even if he made money, the group leader would not treat him to meat pie.

Yizi looked at the leader's back as he turned to leave, and stood up straighter.

In front of the group leader, Yizi always looked submissive.

Just like the name given to him by the group leader, "Chair", he can move it around at will.

The director of the circus bought Yizi from nowhere five years ago. He was a child without a name. He randomly named the chair. He got used to it, and later he called it "Yizai" casually.

In the circus, the tiger is afraid of Yi Zai, and Yi Zai and others are afraid of the leader, because here, only by obedience can one be satisfied.

The leader did not look back at Yizi. He returned to his room, crossing his fingers and thinking to himself:

"The tiger has eaten less, so it's better to come out early. If you come out late, the tiger will eat people when it's hungry and impatient. I'm afraid Yi Zai is so young that he won't be able to fill the tiger's belly. Speaking of which, Yi Zai is lucky. Before The two trainers responsible for training the tiger have both been bitten by this tiger, but he has never been bitten. However, in the past year, fewer and fewer people have watched the animal training show. In addition, the tiger is older and prone to illness. . In another year, I can skin the tiger and sell the skin to the rich, and I can still make half of the money. As for Yi Zai? If he can't help me make money, he can also sell it."

In the circus performance booth, the tiger taming project performed by Yizi as an animal trainer went smoothly.

Especially when he stuffed one of his own heads into the tiger's open mouth, the audience screamed in surprise.

The next one was another performance by Yi Zai.

Backstage, Yi Zai took off his hat, clicked it, turned his neck back, his black face closed up, and he turned into a white face.

Yi Zai has two faces. This is his secret. No one except the leader knows.

He is usually covered by a hat, and as a breeder of wild beasts, he often smells bad, so no one wants to get close to him.

Yi Zai put oil paint on his face and continued to appear as a clown.

Walking upside down and throwing multiple balls with bare hands are the clown's signature performances.

The clown's performance was just a short scene, but it was loved by the children present.

A rich man bought flowers on the spot and gave them to his daughter to give to the clown on the stage.

Yizi, who was playing the clown, subconsciously lowered his head and smelled the flowers in his hand.

The little girl smiled and asked: "Brother Clown, don't the flowers I gave you smell good?"

Yizi looked at the little girl's smiling face and said, "It smells good."

The little girl clapped her hands and returned to her seat happily.

But Yi Zai felt unhappy because he was born without a sense of smell and could not smell the smell of tiger feces or urine, nor could he smell the fragrance of flowers.

That night, the sacred volcano suddenly shook violently.

The circus station at the foot of the mountain was in chaos.

"It's a volcanic earthquake. It's not safe here. Everyone quickly pack up your valuables and move quickly." The group leader made arrangements loudly.

"Yi Zai, hurry up and hitch the carriage and transport the tiger away first. Watch the tiger carefully, it is the most valuable property of the circus. If the tiger escapes, you will never be able to eat in your life." The leader pointed at Yi Zai. He ordered loudly.

"Okay then." Yi Zai's thin body skillfully harnessed the carriage.

Yizi drove the carriage, which was pulled with an iron cage, and the tiger was locked in the iron cage.

...

On the top of the sacred volcano, eyes of fire tear open and lava flows.

A ball of black and white flame jumped out from the eye of the fire.

The black and white flames rolled on the ground, then twisted into a ghostly face with two faces.

The ghostly face speaks human words:

"People in this world are greedy. Most of these pilgrims pray for their own wealth and longevity, and even have the resentment of cursing others. It is their selfish negative emotions that converge into a powerful force that makes the original Only when the seal was loosened did I have a chance to escape. I am a powerful true spirit born at the end of hell. I have the talent to control all evil beasts. I have been sealed under this volcano for thousands of years, and I am finally free today. ”

The double-faced ghost tried to stretch out his hands and feet. He tried several times, but failed.

"My strength is less than one ten thousandth of its original strength. I need to swallow a lot of souls to slowly restore my original strength. There are many people here, and they are all my favorites. But now, I need to borrow the power of the ferocious beast first It’s the body that matters.”

The double-faced ghost releases soul power fluctuations to sense whether there are ferocious beasts around that can be exploited by him.

After a while, the double-faced ghost's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his body rushed down the hillside.

...

Winding mountain road.

Yizi drove the carriage and ran wildly.

A ball of black and white flames rushed down the hillside and hit Yizi's carriage without any hesitation.

The carriage overturned, the cage opened, and the tiger got out.

Yizi, who fell to the ground, ignored the pain on his body and pointed at the tiger with his finger, shouting: "Huahua, don't run away. If you run away, no one will give you meat to eat."

But at this moment, the tiger's body burst into black and white flames, and its pupils shot out a terrifying light.

The tiger said: "You little beast, you still want to order me, I am not a stupid tiger who is at the mercy of others."

"You, you are not Huahua, you are a monster."

Yizi panicked, his heart beating into his throat, but he thought in his heart: "If the tiger is lost, the leader will not give me food."

"That's right, I'm a man-eating monster from hell." After the tiger finished speaking, he rushed over and pushed Yizi to the ground. The powerful pressure knocked Yizi unconscious.

"You are my first ration."

At this moment, a thunderbolt fell from the sky.

Following the explosion, Xu Yang's consciousness traveled to Yi Zai's body.

"It's a tiger possessed by the hellfire spirit. It wants to eat the character I played." Xu Yang suddenly understood the current situation.

"Secret Technique - Wheel of Fire!"

A golden flame jumped out from "Yi Zai"'s body and fought with the monster.

...

After an unknown amount of time, Yizi, who was lying on the ground, woke up.

Yizi rubbed his eyes and saw that the surrounding vegetation had been burned away and the ground was covered with craters.

"Huahua, Huahua, are you still there?" Yizai stood up, calling loudly while searching.

In a deep pit, the tiger was breathless.

Yi Zai's two faces turned around, and all four eyes shed tears together.

At this moment, there was a ball of black and white flames in Yizi's Zifu Dantian, exuding a gurgling demonic aura.

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