Choose a day to soar

In the underworld, next to the Naihe River, such a scene suddenly appeared, which was a bit scary.

Xu Ying increased his vigilance, slowed down, and passed by the willow tree. The man under the tree invited him and said, "Mr. Xu, why don't you come and sit for a while?"

An Qi was alert and said in a low voice: "Ah Ying, the person who came here is not good!"

Xu Ying nodded lightly and said, "We'll make peace with you now that we've come. The other party has set up a battle here. It's obvious that they've been waiting for a long time and won't let us go easily."

He walked across to the man, apologized, and sat down. Those bull demons stood behind him, but they were not standing on the ground, but standing in the clouds of wind, their feet unable to touch the ground, which was eerie and terrifying.

This is Xu Ying’s confidence.

Although he didn't know why these bull demons were following him, with these bull demons and the Bone Soul Beating Whip around, he expected to be able to handle any danger he encountered.

The man opposite was a gloomy old man. You couldn't tell how old he was. You could only see the wrinkles that were like knives, carving deep into his skin one by one, as deep as if they were going to be carved into his bones.

He was so old that his eyes were sunken deeply into his sockets. Sitting under the green lamp, his eyes were like two bits of red incense hidden in his sockets.

He also has a strange smell of incense, but from the outside he doesn't look like a god.

The sad-looking old man poured tea for Xu Ying. Although Xu Ying was thirsty, he refused to drink the tea and asked, "Do you recognize me?"

An Qi stared at the tea bowl and swallowed, but there were only two stools and two tea cups, and there was no place for him.

The sad-looking old man smiled and said, "I recognize you. I hugged you when you were a child."

Xu Ying looked at him in surprise, trying to recall what happened when he was a child, and said, "Why don't I remember my father-in-law? My family lives in Xujiaping, and everyone in Xujiaping has the surname Xu. My father is the third oldest, named Xu Sanlang, and my mother is from the next village. , my name is Luo Yinghua. I am the second eldest in the family, and I have an older sister... No!"

His eyes gradually turned red, and the scene at Wangxiang Tower emerged in his mind, remembering the little boy who bumped his leg, and the couple whose faces were unclear.

An Qi and Dazhong each became nervous: "Oops, A Ying is going to be sick again!"

The sad-looking old man motioned for him to drink tea and said, "You have had headaches since you were a child, and you haven't gotten better yet. How pitiful you are."

Xu Ying had a splitting headache. He picked up the tea cup and put it down again. He smiled and said, "Since my husband has hugged me, he must know a lot about my childhood, right?"

The sad old man's face became even more sad when he saw that he didn't drink tea. Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and there was a big temple flying in the sky. I heard the voice of the Nuo Immortal in white shouting: "That little devil who raises big snakes, where are you hiding? There is no need to hide, come out! You can do it again with two swords." Let me see!"

Xu Ying and An Qi's expressions suddenly changed, and the big bell also rang. Only the bull demons were calm and composed, standing in the cold wind and snorting a few times.

Xu Ying was about to stand up and say goodbye, but the sad-looking old man said: "You can rest assured, he can't find me here. Soon Ling Youdao, the judge of Yongzhou Ghost Mansion, will pass by here and lead him away."

Xu Ying's eyes flashed, and he quietly activated his heavenly eye to observe him, and said with a smile, "What do you call me, father-in-law?"

The spiritual consciousness between his brows moved the mirror, and his heavenly eyes were opened, reflecting the sad old man.

Xu Ying's heart was slightly shaken when he saw an infinite and vast god-man sitting behind the sad-looking old man. The god-man was sitting in the sky, and there were thousands of rays of light, so you couldn't look directly at him!

"Qi Refiner!"

Xu Ying felt awe-struck in his heart, and hurriedly removed his heavenly eyes, looking at his nose and heart, not daring to see anything strange.

This sad-looking old man is actually a Qi practitioner just like the girl in the coffin!

But didn’t the girl in the coffin say that the Qi Refiners have become extinct? Where does this sad old man come from?

The sad-looking old man noticed something strange, as if he had been glanced at, but then the strange feeling disappeared. He was surprised and looked around. There were only ghosts and gods wandering around the ruined temple nearby, and white-clothed Nuo immortals driving around the big temple, searching for the whereabouts of Xu Ying and others. There were no other experts present.

"Is there an expert hiding nearby?"

He didn't find the person who was spying on him, so he secretly took precautions and said: "The Nuo Immortal from Shuikou Temple, whose surname is Chen and whose name is Mianzhu, was once the emperor of the Southern Dian Kingdom. He admired Chinese culture and came to China to study. This person It is true that his talent is astonishing and his blessings are profound. After learning the inheritance of the Nuo Master, he opened the secret treasure in Yujing and obtained the mysterious inheritance. After returning to China, his cultivation strength improved by thousands of miles. In just a hundred years, he reached the realm of Nuo Immortal. .”

When Xu Ying heard him talk about the origin of the Nuo Immortal in white, he couldn't help but listen carefully.

The old man with a sad face said: "Chen Mianzhu has a life span of 367 years. When he became a Nuo Immortal, he felt that his life span was limited, so he prepared for his death. He gathered the national power of the Southern Dian Kingdom, let the people of the country worship the gods, and created Statues of gods. At the end of his life, he finally built Shuikou Temple, one end connected to the Yang world and the other end connected to the underworld. He hid his hidden scene in the underworld, and wanted to be an immortal Nuo immortal, Yin and Yang. Two lives coexisted. He enslaved the gods to refine elixirs for him, and took care of his food and daily life, so that he could still live like an emperor. The so-called life like an immortal was nothing more than that. Until one day..."

Xu Ying said: "Until one day, a sword struck and cut open his hidden scene! A peerless strong man entered his hidden place and killed him!"

The sad old man had a strange look on his face and said, "The man broke into his hiding place with his sword, and instead of killing him, he ate him."

Xu Ying felt a chill surge from the bottom of his heart, crawling from his tailbone to the back of his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Eat him?"

He unconsciously took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

An Qi and Dazhong were addicted to listening to the story and did not notice this scene at all.

The sad-looking old man said: "He ate it very cleanly, leaving only a piece of skin, and even the soul was wiped clean. The being who ate him ate it very carefully, as if he was tasting the delicacies he cooked, and it was really a tiny bit. Not willing to waste it.”

Having said this, his throat couldn't help but roll up and down, as if he was swallowing saliva. It seemed that Nuo Immortal was a delicacy that made one's fingers appetise.

The sad-looking old man picked up the teapot, poured tea for Xu Ying, and continued: "If it was an ordinary way to die, Chen Miuzhu wouldn't have such deep resentment, just because he was eaten bit by bit while alive, and only the skin was left. , so he is so full of resentment. In fact, he only has a little residual consciousness left."

Xu Ying suddenly understood, drank tea and said: "No wonder he looks very strong, but he is not that strong."

The old man with a sad face said: "He was eaten up by others, and only a little bit of skin was left. How strong can he be? But if he is strong on the outside and weak on the inside, he will bully and bully Da Nuo. If he encounters a master among them, he will suffer a loss. Okay, Guifu Tongjian has already made a decision He lured away.”

At this time, Ling Tongpan's screams came from the sky, and then the white-clothed Nuo Immortal laughed and said: "You, a god carved from wood and clay, don't have a few ounces of meat in your body, how dare you come to my place to run wild?"

Ling Tongpan's voice came: "I am the underworld judge, what do you dare to do to me? Killing me is a violation of the law of heaven, and you can't live without it!"

"What the hell is Yin Ting? One day I will kill Yin Ting and I will be the emperor of Yin Ting!"

Their voices gradually faded away. Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Thank you, father-in-law."

The sad-looking old man said: "Master Xu, please come on your way."

Xu Ying stood up, looking a little confused, shook his head, and then woke up. He led Gong Qi and a few bull demons into the vast night, and his figure gradually disappeared.

The sad old man was stunned and speechless for a long time.

After a while, the sad-looking old man lost his voice and said, "Mr. Meng, your tea is really mixed with water! It's not just water, it's tea mixed with water, right?"

He was so angry that his hands and feet were trembling. The Meng Po Soup and the Ecstasy Soup only made Xu Ying confused for a moment, and then he woke up, as if he was not confused at all.

Here, it must be Meng Po who is letting loose!

"No, I must go to Mrs. Meng to find out and ask her to give me an explanation!"

The sad-looking old man stood up, cleared the stone table, put away the tea set, and touched the green paper umbrella leaning against the stone table, but found nothing.

The sad-looking old man stretched out his hand to touch again, but still didn't touch the paper umbrella. He couldn't help but said angrily: "My umbrella? What bastard stole my umbrella?"

He felt awe in his heart: "Could it be the work of the master who glanced at me secretly just now? He was spying on me secretly, and quietly stole my paper umbrella. Could it be that he was demonstrating against me?"

He looked around alertly and said loudly: "Which friend is joking with me? You might as well show up!"

He waited for a long time, but there was still no movement around him, so he retreated step by step, guarding against anyone secretly attacking him.

He suddenly jumped up and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the Qingming sky. Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Even this great master can't find any flaws in me!"

"Finally arrived at Wuwu Mountain!"

Xu Ying and others returned to Qinyan Cave in Wuwu Mountain and entered Niwan Palace. Xian Qi couldn't help crying with joy and said: "I almost died twice when I came out of the cave. I will never go out again!"

Da Zhong flew out from the back of Xu Ying's head with a blue paper umbrella, and asked curiously: "What happened when I almost died last time?"

"I met a snake catcher and was chased by him for three days and three nights."

An Qi looked at the green paper umbrella and asked doubtfully, "Master Zhong, what's going on with this umbrella?"

The big clock said proudly, "I saw it leaning against the leg of the table. It was very pleasant. I took it while the old man was distracted. He didn't notice it as expected."

Xian Qi rolled up the green paper umbrella at the tip of his tail, opened it with a bang, and put it above his head, like a small mushroom on his head, and said: "It's too small."

The green paper umbrella roared and became much larger, just enough to cover his big head. An Qi clicked his tongue in surprise and shouted, "It's actually a magic weapon!" He didn't return the bell.

"Ah Ying, Master Zhong, this umbrella belongs to the second master of Qinyandong of course!" He thought to himself.

Xu Ying picked up the bone whip and looked at it carefully. The skull on the tip of the whip shook its head, triumphantly, and let out a cackle of laughter.

This whip can hit the souls of the living, dead, and even gods. Even city gods, ghosts and gods in ruined temples will be beaten until their bodies twist and cry. But the Bone Soul Beating Whip couldn't hit Xu Ying, which made him quite curious.

"Why am I not afraid of this whip?"

Xu Ying was puzzled and handed the whip to Gong Qi and said, "Wick me."

An Qi held the whip in his hand and immediately became emboldened, shouting: "Ah Ying, you asked me to whip you, you can't go back on it!"

Xu Ying urged: "Hurry up!"

An Qi picked up the whip and whipped it, shouting: "With this whip today, I have avenged my revenge for being chased by you. From now on, we, brothers, have settled our grudges and owe each other nothing!"

"Snapped!"

He whipped down the whip and hit Xu Ying. Xu Ying still only felt a slight shock in his soul, but no other feeling.

The bull demons also followed Xu Ying into the Qinyan Cave. When they saw Xian Qi beating Xu Ying, they couldn't help but become furious and whipped them one after another at Xian Qi.

An Qi hurriedly shouted: "He asked me to whip, not me...ah--it hurts!"

He was hit by a whip, and fell to the ground in agony. Suddenly, a group of cattle surrounded him, whipping him non-stop, and he could only hear the screams and the crack of the whip.

Xu Ying hurriedly stepped forward to stop the herd of cattle, and then rescued Xian Qi. He saw that the big snake had been beaten until it was foaming at the mouth and was dying. He weakly said: "A Ying, you can't pay back what you owe me..."

Xu Ying was confused and said, "Why did Xiao Qi scream so badly after being beaten? Why didn't I feel anything?"

Da Zhong was also a little confused and said: "The Soul Whip is specially designed to hit souls. Could it be that your soul is different? Wait a minute and I will knock out your soul to see!"

It didn't wait for Xu Ying to speak, but suddenly there was a loud bang. Xu Ying was shocked and confused. When he opened his eyes, he saw another version of himself standing in front of him.

Da Zhong said: "Don't look at it, that is your body, you are the soul."

"Am I the soul?" Xu Ying asked in shock.

Da Zhong looked him up and down and said, "A Ying, tell me the truth, how many elixirs have you taken?"

It said sadly: "Your soul is about to become solid!"

Wangxiangtai.

Yuan Tiangang touched his beard and looked suspiciously at the little old man walking slowly towards Naihe Bridge with his hands behind his back. He saw that the little old man had a frown on his face, not knowing what was worrying him.

"But where is his blue paper umbrella?" Yuan Tiangang asked doubtfully.