True Immortal of the Netherworld

Falling!

At this time, Xu Yang's arms were stained red and he could not lift them up. It was the result of thousands of fists thrown at him against the charging beast of light and shadow.

"The giant beast of light and shadow is gone." Xu Yang whispered to himself.

Suddenly, the surrounding behemoths of light and shadow disappeared.

Xu Yang's falling body entered a deeper space, closer to the spiritual world itself.

Gray and empty.

There are no behemoths of light and shadow here, only the power of demon spirits as thick as liquid.

Xu Yang no longer had any extra strength to resist, and allowed the power of the demon spirits around him to push his body downwards.

Those demonic powers were like a terrifying ant colony, unscrupulously intruding into the meridians of his body through every pore on his body surface.

This feeling is neither painful nor itchy, but the danger it brings is actually more terrifying than the previous light and shadow beast. Xu Yang knows it very well.

"Fly, I want to fly." Xu Yang's eyes were blank and he murmured. His consciousness collapsed under the impact of the demon spirit's power and he had hallucinations.

He felt that he was a bird, a bird that had fallen from the sky with injured wings.

The same situation exists in Guigu Changyang, which is far away from Xu Yang.

Falling!

Guigu Changyang's demon sword has been sheathed, and his arm covered with his own blood does not even have the strength to pull the demon sword out of the sheath.

He didn't know how many knives he had swung this time.

Behead, behead, behead.

He felt that he was not a swordsman, but a butcher, although those giant beasts of light and shadow did not look like real living beings.

What worried him was that due to the invasion of the surrounding demon spirits, the communication between him and the demon dragon Yuye was interrupted.

"Yuye, are you still there? It's very dark around here, aren't you asleep?" After saying that, Guigu Changyang closed his eyes weakly, like a drowning fish.

The demon sword in the scabbard is silent, and the ghost valley Changyang is also silent.

...

Spirit world.

It is a place that is half an interface level higher than the Zhongyuan world where Xu Yang is located, and is one of the ancestral lands of various demon spirits.

An unknown valley.

The lush green grass is mixed with wild flowers of various colors, which make the valley a gentle place with their fragrance and color.

In the center of the grassland, there is a tall jacaranda tree.

The huge crown of the jacaranda tree has not a single leaf, but is filled with purple flowers.

Thousands of purple flowers filled every branch, crowded and cheerful.

If you stand under the jacaranda tree and look up, everything will turn purple.

Purple light, purple wind, purple clouds, purple fairy skirt.

She is a purple skirt fairy who loves beauty and strives to dress herself up to be the most beautiful.

There was only one jacaranda tree and she was lonely.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the sky swirled, and a black space vortex appeared.

The space fluctuated violently, causing the entire valley to shake.

boom!

A bolt of silver lightning rushed out of the black vortex and fell to the earth.

Thunder and fire.

I don’t know whether it was because the jacaranda tree was too tall or because it was so beautiful, but the silver lightning just happened to fall on the crown of the jacaranda tree.

Purple is flying and silver is running around.

After a while, the black hole vortex in the sky whirled and shrank until it disappeared.

The world has returned to quietness, and the valley has returned to quietness.

There was a scar left by silver lightning on the trunk of the jacaranda tree, and the purple flowers all over the tree fell in shock.

Look carefully, there is only one small purple flower left, still working hard to bloom her beauty.

And on the branch opposite the only purple flower, there was an injured kingfisher.

The kingfisher is green.

The little flower is purple.

On the bare branches, they stood out as a pair.

kingfisher lift

He looked up at the sky and kept chirping, as if he was complaining about the lightning that had messed everything up.

The little flower swayed in the wind, it was her dancing.

The kingfisher is attracted by the small flowers and makes a rhythmic cry, which is his song.

After a while, the little flower and the kingfisher became familiar with each other.

The kingfisher's wings were injured, so badly that it could not spread its wings.

He watched the dance of the little flowers, smelled the fragrance of the flowers held by the wind, and forgot the pain caused by the wound.

The jacaranda tree was also injured, but she didn't care. Because finally someone spoke to her, even if it was a kingfisher.

No more alone.

The golden sun sets in the west and the valley becomes dark.

In the corner of the valley.

In an inconspicuous flower room made of flower branches and rattan, someone lit a candle.

The hazy light seemed to compete with the fireflies chasing their playmates on the grass.

In the flower room.

On a rattan hammock, a young man in green clothes lay.

The young man in green opened his eyes, and with the light of a candle nearby, he saw the face of a beautiful woman.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like stars, and the little purple flower between her eyebrows is the most adorable thing.

The woman wears purple clothes and smells of jacaranda flowers.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" the boy in green asked.

"Ms. sir, don't you even recognize me? I am your wife." The woman in purple said with a smile, "I am Jacaranda, Jacaranda."

"Then why am I here?" The boy in green said, trying to sit up from the hammock.

The woman in purple stretched out her hand and held the young man in green's shoulder, "Mr., don't move. You fell from a height during the day, injured your arm, and probably also hit your head. Otherwise, how could you have forgotten me."

"It's getting dark, it's time to rest." As she said that, she lifted off the purple clothes on her shoulders, her face red, and then she gently threw herself on the hot chest of the boy in green.

The candle on the side went out on its own, and the whole greenhouse went dark.

The young man only felt that the fragrance of flowers was stronger.

Fragrant and greasy, soft, smooth, crispy and numb...

Daybreak.

In the flower room, a couple of people were missing.

There is only the lingering fragrance of flowers and the hammock still immersed in the swinging rhythm.

On the jacaranda tree in the middle of the valley.

Kingfishers sing and purple flowers dance.

It's night again.

The candles in the flower room were lit again.

The boy in green lying on the flower hammock looked at the man in purple in front of him, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

"Then what's my name?" the boy in green asked.

The man in purple was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said: "Your surname is Ai, and Ai loves to talk. His name is the same as mine, also called Hua Ying. Together they are Ai Hua Ying."

After saying that, the man in purple chuckled, and the flower branches trembled.

"My name is Jacaranda, and your name is Jacaranda." The boy in green thought about it and smiled awkwardly, "You lied to me."

"Ms. sir, you bumped your head. Therefore, you have temporarily lost your memory. However, I believe that when you recover, your memory will be restored." The man in purple took off his clothes.

The candles went out obediently, and everything became hazy.

The familiar fragrance of flowers rushed into the boy's nostrils again.

The sky is bright again.

In the flower room, a pair of figures disappeared.

There is only the lingering fragrance of flowers and the hammock intoxicated with the swinging rhythm.

On the jacaranda tree in the middle of the valley.

Kingfishers sing and purple flowers dance.

...

It's dark and then it's light, and it's light and then it's dark.

At dawn, there are kingfishers and purple flowers in the valley.

It was dark, in the flower room, there was a boy in green and a man in purple.

The story repeats itself day after day.

Until a month later.

Daybreak.

lying in hanging

The boy in green clothes on the bed opened his eyes.

"I'm Xu Yang." The young man in green shouted.

Xu Yang moved his hands with ease. Try to move your body smoothly and smoothly.

He looked around. The greenhouse was empty, with the lingering familiar fragrance of flowers.

"Jacaranda." Xu Yang covered his head with his hands. The familiar fragrance of flowers reminded him of something.

Xu Yang searched the flower room, but there was no trace of the man in purple.

He pushed open the door of the studio and ran towards the center of the valley.

Xu Yang stood on a high place in the middle of the valley. On the surrounding grass, flowers were vying to open their petals.

He looked up at the tall jacaranda tree covered with purple flowers.

Purple light, purple wind, purple clouds, purple fairy skirt.

Xu Yang gently placed his palms on the trunk of the jacaranda tree.

Cluck, cluck.

He heard the jacaranda tree laughing, just like the man in purple beside the hammock in his memory at night.

"It's her!" Xu Yang said to himself with certainty.

Next, the woman's voice told Xu Yang a story.

A month ago, a silver thunder fell from the sky and happened to fall on the Jacaranda tree demon who was in retreat in the valley.

Coming with Silver Thunder was a kingfisher.

The kingfisher is fascinated by the dance of the jacaranda, and the jacaranda is fascinated by the singing voice of the kingfisher.

He and she simply liked each other.

Miraculously, at night.

The kingfisher will turn into a boy in green, and the flower demon will turn into a woman in purple.

The Flower Demon discovered that Xu Yang had the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit in his body, which was what she needed.

The power of the Immortal Wood Spirit is what all wood demon spirits yearn for. It can be used to restore injured bodies and even reborn.

The flower demon deceived Xu Yang, saying that the two of them were husband and wife.

Wonderful night after a month.

Jacaranda was transformed by a trace of the power of the immortal wood spirit in Xu Yang's body, restored her original cultivation, transformed into a human form and left here.

The demon spirit energy accumulated in Xu Yang's body was absorbed by the flower demon, which restored his health and memory.

After Xu Yang listened to this story carefully, the woman's voice in the tree trunk disappeared.

"Is this a passionate love story or a straightforward transaction?" Xu Yang's face was hot and red.

"Red lips. Xu Yang jacaranda"

The spring breeze blows in the deep valley, and the jacarandas and birds are in love on the branches. Purple clothes dance, Cuiyu sings happily.

It seems to be affectionate, but it is disturbed by ruthlessness. It's early morning in Xu Yang, and hundreds of flowers are vying for beauty, and she is smiling among the bushes.

...

"This is undoubtedly the spiritual world." After an encounter with the flower demon Jacaranda, Xu Yang concluded that he had arrived in the spiritual world.

In the spiritual world, there are many demons, but they are also humans.

"The spiritual power in the void of the spiritual world is much higher than that of the Zhongyuan Realm, but there is more power of demon spirits here."

Xu Yang was a little worried when he thought that when he entered the free space outside the spiritual world, he turned into a kingfisher due to the power of the demon spirit being invaded into his body.

If you cannot adapt to the environment of the spirit world, over time, you may become a mouse or a piece of grass.

What if it is eaten by a cat or gnawed by a sheep?

Next, Xu Yang sat cross-legged under the jacaranda tree and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

At dawn the next day, Xu Yang opened his eyes and looked at his body. He was fine.

"Fortunately, the power of the demon spirits here is not as violent as in the free space. It can be discharged from the body by itself through the circulation of the meridians."

Xu Yang stood up and gently patted the jacaranda tree with his hand.

"well."

After that, he found a random direction and left the valley.

"I wonder what happened to Senior Brother Guigu Changyang. With his natural rain demon body, he should be more adaptable to the spirit world than me. It's best to find him as soon as possible."