True Immortal of the Netherworld

At the foot of the mountain.

Cang Yuzhi took out a silver soul ring and said: "When we cross the other side of the mountain, there will be a checkpoint set up by the Feiyu Alliance. If my friend wears this soul ring, he can follow me as my servant. I passed the level with ease. But once I put on the soul ring, I can’t take it off at will. I’ll have to deal with it for a while.”

Xu Yang took the soul ring and held it in his hand. The soul ring is made of precious fine silver, shiny, and has special runic restrictions engraved on its surface.

Xu Yang also dabbled in refining magic weapons, although he was far from being called a master in refining magic weapons. He can still roughly see the categories and restrictions of various magical weapons.

As Cang Yuzhi said, this soul ring is a magical weapon specially used to imprison the soul, and it is a temporary soul contract medium. The owner of the soul ring can use this object to suppress the soul power of the servant wearing the soul ring at will in order to gain control. But if the wearer's soul power is much stronger than the ruler's, he can directly destroy the soul ring with his tyrannical soul power and gain freedom.

Xu Yang is quite confident in his soul power, and the risks involved are still controllable.

Xu Yang joked: "This soul ring is exquisitely made and is also a very valuable magical weapon. It must look great when I wear it."

There is a small mechanism on the soul ring that can be opened. Xu Yang put the soul ring on his upper right arm.

There was a soft click, and the soul ring closed.

Silver runes flowed on the surface of the soul ring, and a powerful soul power restriction penetrated the skin like a tiger's teeth and penetrated into the flesh and meridians.

This force ran wildly through Xu Yang's bloodline like a beast. Xu Yang did not resist and allowed this force to reach his heart.

Xu Yang's heartbeat suddenly tightened, and eagle-claw-like patterns appeared on the surface of the skin on his chest. At the same time, his body showed the appearance of a silver flying eagle, and then the flying eagle spread its wings and flew on his body.

The soul and the body are simultaneously restrained by the forbidden power on the soul ring, which is not unreasonable.

Xu Yang always smiled and moved his arms, "That's very good."

Cang Yuzhi secretly praised in his heart: "As expected, Xu Yang's soul power level is much stronger than mine. For an ordinary person, the first time he was restrained by this soul ring, he would have to lie in bed for at least three days. Only then can one adapt to the pressure brought by the soul ring.”

Cang Yuzhi said: "Friend, let's go."

...

The two walked through a long and narrow valley and came to the other side of the mountain.

Sure enough, there are levels set by Feiyu League.

The people guarding the checkpoint were all strong and well-dressed, armed with swords and guns. There were more than thirty people in total.

A middle-aged leader in the checkpoint saw Cang Yuzhi coming with a stranger and hurriedly greeted him.

The middle-aged leader smiled respectfully and said respectfully: "Mr. Zhi, you are finally back. You have been away from the tribe for twenty days on this trip."

Cang Yuzhi said: "I'm sorry, Chief Li, I'm sorry."

The middle-aged leader looked at Xu Yang behind Cang Yuzhi, and his eyes fell on the soul ring on Xu Yang's right arm, "Who is this?"

Cang Yuzhi said: "Oh, this is a servant I bought from someone else during this trip."

Xu Yang immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists, bowed and saluted, and said, "Servant Xu Yang, I have met Chief Li."

Leader Li smiled and waved his hand: "I don't dare, I don't dare. Mr. Zhi's servant is also half the master of ordinary people like us. However, I have to trouble you to register at the checkpoint. This is also a routine matter."

After that, Xu Yang recorded the information on his soul ring on a soul stone artifact at the checkpoint.

Information, as Cang Yuzhi successfully passed the level.

Looking at the backs of Cang Yuzhi and Xu Yang leaving, Leader Li whispered to himself: "Mr. Zhi is one of the heirs to the Cangyu tribe's patriarch position. From the current point of view, no one is better than him. Maybe one day in the future, Let’s call him the Patriarch. Doesn’t Mr. Zhi usually like servants? If he can catch Mr. Zhi’s eyes, this servant named Xu Yang must be no ordinary guy.”

Xu Yang followed Cang Yuzhi respectfully.

As far as the eye can see, in the valley, there are rows of stone houses made of bluestone. They have a simple appearance, but they give people a very solid feeling.

Cang Yuzhi sent a message: "Xu Yang, please follow me to see my little sister first. My little sister's patients have been kept secret from the outside world. I wonder what's going on now? As for agreeing to go to the Baiyu tribe, I will find one as soon as possible. The most suitable opportunity.”

Xu Yang Chuanyuan responded: "It all depends on the arrangements of my friends."

"One master and one servant" the two of them turned an intersection and walked along an avenue paved with bluestones.

Compared with the Luming Grassland that Xu Yang had visited before, the area where Feiyu League is located is mountainous, and people mainly settle in valleys with flatter terrain.

The population is concentrated and it appears prosperous.

What I saw on the road was that people were dressed very carefully. Obviously, these are the wealth brought by Fengling Stone Mine.

Cang Yu Zhidao: "The people living in this valley are all the people of the Cang Yu tribe. My little sister's residence is on the opposite hillside."

Everyone they met along the way would respect Cang Yuzhi as Mr. Zhi. People only glanced at Xu Yang who was following behind Cang Yuzhi and did not dare to offend him.

Going uphill, the two came to the gate of a solemn and gorgeous bluestone palace.

Above the gate, there is a plaque hanging horizontally, with three large golden characters "House of the Holy Lady" written on it.

The tribal warriors guarding the entrance of the Saintess' Hall saw Cang Yuzhi coming and did not dare to say anything. They quickly opened the door and made a greeting gesture.

The two entered the main hall. Behind the gate was an empty bluestone square. There were only Cang Yuzhi and Xu Yang in the square at this moment.

In the center of the square is a tall tribal totem flag. The flag has a goshawk pattern. It's just that there is no wind in the square at this moment, and the goshawk on the flag has empty wings and can only hang feebly on the top of the flagpole. Occasionally, a gust of wind flutters stubbornly.

The surrounding environment was very quiet. The two people stepped quickly on the bluestone ground of the square, making a sound, and the sunlight left jumping shadows under their feet.

Cang Yuzhi said: "My little sister lives here on weekdays."

Xu Yang asked: "Is it possible that your sister is the master of this saint's palace?"

Cang Yuzhi said: "My little sister Cang Yuran is the current only saint of the Cangyu tribe. Therefore, her condition is kept secret from the outside world. In the entire Cangyu tribe, apart from me, only the leader of the tribe knows about it."

It is precisely because the saint living here is Cang Yuzhi's biological sister. Therefore, in the entire Cangyu tribe, only Cangyu Zhi has the privilege of entering and exiting this place freely.

Cang Yuzhi said: "Now I am telling you this top-secret news, and I have my own thoughts."

"Friend, please speak."

"When I see my little sister soon, I will seize the time to perform martial arts to heal her injuries. I would like to ask my friends to protect her."

Xu Yang nodded, "It's easy to say, I will do my best."

Xu Yang asked as he walked: "May I ask what kind of disease your sister has?"

Cang Yuzhi said: "I am just a little girl. As a saint of the Cangyu tribe, she not only prays for blessings and sacrifices, but also practices secretly.

Practicing a mysterious tribal totem method is, to put it bluntly, a great demon technique. It is not only our Cangyu tribe’s tradition, but also the entire Feiyu Alliance’s tradition that the Saintess practices the art of the Great Demon. Only by mastering the art of the Great Demon can the saint truly communicate with the totem god of the tribe and obtain the blessing of the totem god. Not long ago, my little sister had an accident while practicing the art of the Great Demon. The power of the Great Demon backfired, causing the meridians to be blocked, and her body went from bad to worse. Because my little sister’s body is naturally wind-attributed, she needs to find a top-quality wind-attributed demon elixir for healing. "

Xu Yang said thoughtfully, "That's it."

Xu Yang followed closely behind Cang Yuzhi. The two passed through the bluestone square, then passed through a corridor, then walked around a flower garden, and finally arrived at the entrance of a secluded courtyard.

Cang Yuzhi said loudly: "Please meet the saint, Cang Yuzhi is here to visit."

According to the rules of the Cangyu Tribe, everyone must address themselves as Saint in public in the Holy Lady's Hall. This is a sign of respect for the tribe's totem. Because the tribal saint is to a certain extent the spokesperson of the tribal totem god.

After a while, the door was opened from inside. The person who opened the door was an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman wearing blue brocade clothes.

When Cang Yuzhi saw the middle-aged woman in blue who opened the door, he immediately said respectfully, "Xiao Zhi has met Mu Aniang."

Xu Yang behind him followed and saluted respectfully.

"Master Zhi is here to see the saint, please come inside." The middle-aged woman in blue turned to look at Xu Yang behind Cang Yuzhi, her eyes wary, "Who is this?"

Cang Yuzhi pointed at Xu Yang and explained: "Mu Aniang, it's like this. The saint felt cold, but she didn't want to be treated by the witch doctor in the tribe, saying that the witch doctor had the aura of witchcraft in her body. I had no choice but to Go outside and invite a famous doctor from the Northern Territory."

Xu Yang thought to himself, "The handsome young master Cang Yuzhi really doesn't blink when he writes stories. Being in the world all depends on acting. I, Xu Xiaoxian, will not lose to anyone in this regard."

Xu Yang immediately smiled, and then said with a serious face: "Xu Yang lives in Lingcuishan, a family of eight generations of great doctors in the Lower North Territory. In the Northern Territory, people like to call me a wonderful hand for rejuvenating, curing diseases with medicine, and rejuvenating qi. Death to the King of Hell, Doctor Xu.”

Cang Yuzhi on the side quickly echoed: "It's Xu Yang, Doctor Xu."

However, Mu Aniang had a calm expression. She glanced at the silver soul ring on Xu Yang's right arm and murmured in her heart: "This miracle doctor Xu is not old, but his appearance is clean. How is his medical skill? Since Mr. Zhi gave this doctor Divine Doctor Xu has blessed the soul ring, so it will not pose a threat to the safety of the saint."

At this time, a clear female voice came from the hospital: "Mu Aniang, let the two of them come in. I asked my brother to help me find a clean doctor outside."

Ahem.

As soon as he finished speaking, two more coughs came out.

Only then did Aniang Mu welcome Cang Yuzhi and Xu Yang in.

"Please come in and ask Divine Doctor Xu to treat the saint. Not every doctor has the opportunity and this honor. As for those quack doctors, they are only worthy of being buried in Nanhua Garden as fertilizer."

Xu Yang smiled slightly, and then said: "If you don't look down on the saint's patients, I won't bother you, Aniang Mu, I will bury myself."

A smile finally appeared on Mu A Niang's face, "You are quite interesting."

Afterwards, Mu Aniang respectfully stepped down and stayed in the wing in the outer courtyard.

Xu Yang followed Cang Yuzhi to the door of the innermost house in the small courtyard.

With a creak, the door opened on its own.

"I'm ill and it's not convenient for me to come out. Please come in on your own."