True Immortal of the Netherworld

Continue north.

The autumn wind stretched out his hand to play with the yellow leaves falling in the air, and also secretly lifted the brim of the young man's hat as he walked on the road, as if he wanted to peek at the young man's handsome appearance.

Xu Yang lowered the brim of his hat with his hand, then raised his head and looked in the general direction of Jinfo Township.

"In another half month's journey, we can enter the realm of Jinfo Township. Lin'er, I will definitely help you recast your body." Xu Yang touched his chest with his hand, which was the green color sent by Lin'er's soul. The sandalwood beads are placed close to the body.

"When you enter the Golden Buddha Village, you will come into contact with more cultivating monks from the Golden Buddha Temple. If they find out that my hair is purple, they will probably be regarded as a "purple disaster." In recent days, I have been paying attention to the health of my body. There are no traces of demonic energy in the meridians and soul. Could it be that the reason why my hair turned purple is not due to the demonic energy? "

A few days ago, Xu Yang witnessed the tragic death of the great monk "Huiming" after being transformed into a demon, which left him with a very bad feeling.

As he walked, Xu Yang found that in the distance directly in front of him, there was a big mountain lying across the land.

This mountain is as tall as a cloud, and is composed of several peaks of different sizes.

What is different from other places is that the slopes of this mountain are covered with green pine trees. Even in autumn, they are still green.

Xu Yang stopped and took out an oil-paper map from his arms. He had purchased this map in Fangshi Zhong within the boundaries of Tanzhou for fifty middle-grade spiritual stones. Expensive things naturally have their reasons, and the standard rivers, low mountains, etc. are all very detailed.

"It's Qingsong Mountain." Xu Yang's finger landed on a place on the map, and then he looked up at the distant mountain peak on the opposite side. "If we go around this mountain, we will need to walk a lot more distance, and we will waste a few days in vain. Time. It’s just an ordinary mountain. There shouldn’t be any risk. You might as well cross this mountain directly.”

Without much thought, Xu Yang made the decision that he would find a shortcut in the mountains.

Sure enough, with the help of the map and Xu Yang's search, there was a winding mountain road between the peaks of Qingsong Mountain.

The road is fairly flat, but the mountains on both sides are steep in some places, and there are occasional protruding rocks on the mountains, like goshawks about to pounce at any time, casting large shadows.

After walking on a mountain road for a while, Xu Yang found some traces of ruts on the ground, but they were a little blurry. He whispered to himself: "It seems that someone has walked on this mountain road. We should be able to reach the other side of the mountain smoothly."

After a stick of incense.

"This?" Xu Yang, who was walking on the mountain road, frowned and his face suddenly changed. He quickly used inner vision to check the Zifu space in his body.

In the Zifu space.

The three-color vortex the size of a duck egg started to spin in the opposite direction, getting faster and faster, like a spinning top.

What worried Xu Yang was that in the middle of the three-color vortex, there was a hole that his consciousness could not detect, like the open mouth of a whale, which was constantly swallowing the magic power in his body.

Xu Yang quickly used his power to stop it, but found that it was impossible to do it. It was like a big pit suddenly collapsed in the middle of the lake, and the water flow naturally went downwards, which was unstoppable.

What's even more frightening is that the speed at which the three-color vortex devoured mana almost exceeded the upper limit of Xu Yang's body.

With Xu Yang's current Demonic Whirlpool Realm martial arts body, it is much improved compared to the previous Three True Pills martial arts body. It can be said that it is far superior to the elite-level Yuanhun Realm monks. His mana reserve is quite strong.

In just a dozen breaths, Xu Yang felt that the meridians and the spiritual sea in the Zifu space were empty, and 80% of his mana had been sucked away.

"If this continues, it won't be long before I'm going to end up with my mana exhausted and my body collapsed! Is this a precursor to the demonization of my body?"

The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes, "I

I can't fall into the devil's path, I'm not a devil. "Xu Yang shouted in his heart. What was more difficult for him to accept than death was falling into the devil's path.

He was really anxious and hurriedly took out a purple gourd from his arms, which contained the Nightmare Beast Spirit Wine used to replenish his mana.

Pop the stopper with your hand, tilt your head back and fall down.

Gudu, Gudu, Gudu, the spiritual wine jumped out of the gourd's mouth like silver spiritual fish and entered Xu Yang's mouth one after another.

This time, there were eight gulps of wine.

You must know that Xu Yang's upper limit of taking Nightmare Beast Spirit Wine was only about five sips before. His power only increased slightly after he transformed into the Demonic Whirlpool Realm. However, this is also his current limit.

The Nightmare Beast Spirit Wine entered his stomach, and the abundant spiritual power brewed by the law of time quickly rushed into Xu Yang's meridians and the spiritual sea in the Zifu space like intrusive sea water. After being refined through the meridians in Xu Yang's body, it became His mana.

With the help of the nightmare beast spirit wine to bring powerful spiritual power supplement, it was able to withstand the speed of mana loss in the body.

Xu Yang simply sat cross-legged on the spot, adjusting his breath while trying to control the movement of magic power in his body.

After the technique of one stick of incense.

The three-color vortex in Xu Yang's body stopped devouring mana without warning, like a hungry child who stopped contentedly after eating three large bowls of cold water.

"Fortunately! The devouring action of the three-color vortex stopped on its own. Although my Nightmare Beast Spirit Wine is full of spiritual power, I can't drink too much at one time. Otherwise, I will get drunk and have to resign myself to fate."

Xu Yang stood up and tried to operate his body. The fire-attribute spiritual veins in his body and the other Haoran Heavenly Veins, Buddha Spiritual Veins, Dao Fruit Spiritual Veins, and Heavenly Ghost Spiritual Veins were operating normally, and the mana flowed unimpeded. There are no abnormalities in the bodies of several flame spirits in the Zifu space, including the red-shelled eggs transformed by A'Zhu.

Xu Yang's tense nerves relaxed slightly. The only difference was that he could not extract any mana from the three-color vortex for the time being.

Xu Yang stretched out a finger, and with a movement of consciousness, the dolphin-like blue flame spirit in the Zifu space spit out a trace of water-attributed blue fire breath.

The next moment, on Xu Yang's outstretched fingertips, a blue spiritual fire swirled, appearing in front of Xu Yang like a smooth water mirror.

Xu Yang used the "mirror" to look at his face. Except for his hair, which was still purple, his pupils and other parts of his face had not changed at all.

Withdrawing the power of the Flame Spirit, he shook his head slightly, "What's going on? The three-color vortex is the foundation of the Demonic Whirlpool Realm. Its function is similar to the true elixir in the body of a monk in the True Alchemy Realm, except that it stores more mana. Right now , but it can only go in and out, doesn’t it become a burden?”

Xu Yang raised his head and glanced at the sky, "It's getting late. It's better to find a safe and secluded place first, practice some cultivation, and find out the reason why the three-color vortex doesn't obey the control, then you can continue on your way with peace of mind."

Although Xu Yang has a naturally cheerful personality, he is also very cautious in his actions. Especially now, his goal is to help Lin'er rebuild her body, and there is no room for any mistakes.

Xu Yang steadied his breathing, and the fatigue from just dealing with the sudden changes filled his body, his muscles and bones ached, and his muscles were weak. It seemed like he had just had an all-out fight with someone.

move on.

The road suddenly became narrow, barely enough for a carriage to pass.

"call--"

A gust of wind fell.

Xu Yang, who was marching, was still thinking about the strange situation just now, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Crack".

A huge trapped beast net covered Xu Yang in it.

"Caught one."

"They're probably spies who sneaked in under cover of night."

"Don't let him get away."

"The soft soul is scattered."

With the above

There were noises from several people, and a ball of cyan powder was thrown down.

The cyan powder exploded with a bang, and instantly turned into a large rolling mass of cyan mist, covering Xu Yang within it.

When the green mist dissipated, Xu Yang lay limply on the ground as if "sleeping".

The people above saw that there was no movement below.

"Let's go down and have a look."

"Be careful."

"Don't worry, the weight of Soft Soul Powder is enough, even a monk in the True Pill Realm will have to take Soft Soul Powder for three days and three nights."

Bang bang, several ropes woven from ivy fell down the mountain wall. Several people dressed in tights and shorts climbed down skillfully along the ropes.

They saw Xu Yang motionless inside the net.

"This person has been hypnotized by Ruhunsan."

Several people fished Xu Yang out of the net with all their hands, and then trapped him tightly with ropes.

"This man's clothes look like an outsider. He doesn't look like the thieves from a few days ago. Did we catch him by mistake?" one of the young men with a dark complexion asked.

"Those thieves are very cunning. It's possible that they disguised themselves as outsiders. Let's go back and interrogate him first. If we catch him by mistake, it won't be too late to let him go." said an older bald man next to him.

At this moment, a figure floated directly down from the cliff above, with his clothes flowing freely, and landed steadily on the ground.

The person who came was a young man, wearing light blue brocade clothes. He had a thin face and bright eyes, and he had an exquisite sword box slung across his back.

"Second Senior Brother is here."

"Second Senior Brother, please come this way."

"We just arrested a suspicious person."

The "Second Senior Brother" as everyone called him came to Xu Yang, stretched out his hand and took off the brim of Xu Yang's head.

"Eh?" The second senior brother frowned, "This man's hair is actually purple. Could it be that he is a "Purple Disaster"?"

The second senior brother looked cold, turned around, and put his hands behind his back in deep thought.

Everyone behind Second Senior Brother, you look at me, I look at you.

"If it's really a disaster, it's better to kill him on the spot."

"These purple scourges are crazy and want to eat people."

"Yes, yes. It is these "Purple Disasters" that have caused our Qingsong Sect to be framed."

"Kill him."

"It is said that the blood of some Zixi is purple. I wonder if this guy's blood is purple."

The second senior brother obviously heard this and turned around to look at Xu Yang.

"warehouse!"

He pulled out the long sword from the sword box behind his back, and then lightly cut Xu Yang's wrist.

A trace of blood fell red.

"It's red blood. Isn't this person the "Purple Disaster"?" As he said that, the second senior brother put the long sword back into the sword box behind his back.

After thinking for a while, the second senior brother said: "It is better to capture this person first and put him in a single dungeon without allowing anyone to contact him. It will not be too late to interrogate him after the decisive battle between us and those thieves is over."

"Okay, listen to Second Senior Brother."

"Quick, help him up."

"Tie to the rope and hang up."

Just like that, Xu Yang was tied to the rope and pulled up like a piece of cargo.

In mid-air, Xu Yang's closed eyes suddenly opened a tiny gap.

"These people are disciples of the "Qingsong Sect"? Are they going to put me in a dungeon? It should be a place where idlers are not allowed to enter. Hehe. I, Xu Xiaoxian, am looking for a quiet place to cultivate myself. The dungeon should be a good place. ”

Even at this moment, Xu Yang could not use the power of the magic whirlpool in the three-color vortex in his body. Right now, he is also a being that these "Qingsong Sect" disciples can only look up to.