Many people think that the underworld is a lifeless place without any light, but this is not the case.

Except for the unbearable rich death aura of living beings mixed with the aura of heaven and earth, this place is no different from the human world.

The sky here is also blue, there are clouds, rain, sun, moon and stars, the mountains and rivers are undulating, the vegetation is much weirder and more terrifying than the human world, but the difference is not much from a distance, and it is even more lush and gorgeous than the human world.

There are also living creatures running around on the ground, some big and some small. Only a closer look reveals that they are special, and none of them are real living creatures, but all sorts of ghosts and necromancy.

Aside from their appearance and aura, they actually lived a life similar to that of the monks of the human realm. They also like to travel around, and they also like to hunt for treasures and help, and sometimes the two necromancers fight much cleaner than the human monks, and there is no flesh and blood flying, and the result of the battle is often one party swallowing the other whole.

Because of this, the inhabitants of the underworld rarely fight, and no one will take the initiative to go to war unless they are completely sure or forced to have no choice.

From this point of view, if you can, the ghost cultivators in the human world should really come to visit and study. If the ghost cultivators in the human world could be as "sensible" as the cultivators in the underworld, I am afraid that there would be harmony between the living beings and the dead in the human world long ago.

Of course, this was a joke, a joke that the Taoist priest told to an underworld ghost saint to help it relieve its nervousness.

The purple kite stood aside with five little ghosts, watching the Taoist priest "enlighten" the ghost saint with a fist. The mountains below them were shaking, and the meditation that had wandered here had long since turned into dust and the corpses were shaking along with the ground, and suddenly there was a sense of joy like a chef turning a spoon.

But no one could laugh, and even the five little ghost dolls were silent and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the Taoist priest and asking him to turn a few of them upside down. And the ghost saint under the Taoist priest has long been silent, and he can only instinctively snort a few times after each punch, which sounds like a pig barking.

The tremor of the mountains was not intentional by the Taoist priests, but because these mountains were full of ghost saints. Thinking about the terrifying power of the mountains that crashed down when they first came, and then looking at the ghost saint who hummed under the old fist of the Taoist priest, the little compassion that the little ghosts had just risen was suddenly gone, and I felt that the Taoist priest was still light, and he should be beaten into a donkey.

"Big... Great Sage, I was wrong, spare my life, Great Sage, just let me go!"

The Thousand Mountains Ghost Saint was really scared, he knew that this guy was so powerful, and he wouldn't take the initiative to come over if he was killed.

But if you think about it carefully, it's no wonder that he, the ghost saint is a cultivator who stands at the top of the underworld, just like the immortal king of the immortal world, they are the rulers of the underworld, who would have thought that a creature stolen into the human world could beat him like this, and he is also a human race cultivator.

Are you a ghost saint or am I a ghost saint?

scolded in his heart, and begged bitterly. In order to show his sincerity, he even condensed a huge face thousands of feet high on one of the cliffs of the ghost body, and his face was full of pity.

To be able to force a ghost saint to be like this, it is enough to be proud of anyone. It's a pity that the Taoist priest is not, but when he heard his words, he became even more angry, raised his finger to the heavenly peach wood sword in his hand, turned the hilt of the sword and inserted it down, and the Dao Dao light suddenly condensed in the sky and fell with it, and at the same time as the wooden sword was inserted into the ground, it was inserted into all corners of the mountains, and the ground trembled even more violently in the rumbling loud sound, and the ghost saint couldn't even hum.

"Dare to call me a great sage, are you a monkey!"

The Taoist priest scolded and scolded, inserted a sword and was still puzzled, and the peachwood sword was pulled up and down, and it was a strange light. There was no plasma bursting out, only a thick Yin Spirit Qi scattered in the sky, which was all the essence of death qi cultivated by the Ghost Saint, but it was scattered by the two swords of the Taoist priest.

The ghost saint has the heart to die, but unfortunately he is already dead, and he can only distract himself if he dies again.

Seeing that the horse's fart was slapped on the horse's leg, he reacted quickly, and quickly changed his words: "Shangxian! Shangxian, I was wrong, it is not easy to practice small, please be merciful to Shangxian's subordinates!"

The peach wood sword was pulled out, the yin aura stopped dissipating, and looking at the ugly face on the cliff, the Taoist priest's eyes were cold.

"Say, why did you attack us? Lao Tzu didn't go to you, do you dare to lick your face and come up, are you under the command of anyone, tell me!"

"No one instructed, no one instructed, thanks to the little momentary confusion, this rushed into the immortals, and the immortals spared their lives!"

The mountain rock rolled down, the cliff was weirdly bent down and smashed a few times on the ground, it was the ghost saint who learned the rules of the human race and kowtowed a few times with an ugly face, and the five little ghosts were amused, and they were glared at by the purple kite.

"Grass, cowards, you are also a ghost and an immortal?"

The Taoist priest was also speechless.

Since he entered the underworld, there have been countless battles of all sizes, not counting the miscellaneous fish, and he has killed dozens of underworld powers like the Thousand Mountains Ghost Saint. And the most speechless thing among these dozens is that most of the ghost saints have to be cowardly, one by one is more domineering than the other, the sky collapses, landslides and tsunamis are all kinds of things, but once they see that the situation is not good, they immediately beg for mercy, absolutely without ambiguity.

Although he knew the truth of the Three Realms, he saw with his own eyes that the ghost saint with the same name as the gods was like this, and the Taoist priest didn't know what to say. In this way, it is conceivable what the fairy world looks like when those fake immortals who think they are immortals.

The older you get, the more you spare your life, and this applies not only to mortals, but also to them.

No matter what they live, the longer they live, the deeper their obsession with longevity, no one will willingly give up everything they have, and these immortals, gods, ghosts, and saints are even more so, they have gone through a lot of hardships to seek immortality, how can they give up easily?

At the expense of dying, this kind of thinking may have existed, but when they reached the apex and tasted the wonderful taste of immortality, they had long lost this courage.

Secretly sighed, the Taoist priest's face remained unchanged, looked at the ugly face and said coldly: "No one instructed you, do you think I will believe it? No one instructed you to find such an accurate position, and even I almost didn't find out about the ambush in advance, who are you fooling?"

"I really didn't lie!"

Screaming, a slightly lower mountain peak bent down to the purple kite and the five imps.

"It's them, they have the breath of the Netherworld, I came looking for the breath of the Netherworld, really, I'm not lying!"

"Nether Book" again?

The Taoist priest frowned and looked back at the purple kite, who also looked back with heavy eyes.

All the ghost saints he met along the way said that he came here looking for the breath of the "Netherworld", one or two can be said to be a coincidence, so many ghosts and saints said the same thing, unless they all colluded, otherwise there must be something in the "Netherworld" that he didn't know.

But he has read "The Book of the Netherworld", although it is very mysterious, but it is not as good as the "Ghost Sutra" that he has been looking for. In the underworld, after discovering that there might be something wrong with it, he studied it several times, but each time it was fruitless, and the ghost saints came to them again and again, like bees that smelled honey.

After thinking about it, the Taoist priest asked: "If I remember correctly, the Nether Book only appeared thousands of years ago, and it only appeared in the human world, and it has never been introduced to the underworld, how did you learn about it, and what is so special about it for you?"

"Back to the fairy tales, the Netherworld has indeed only appeared for less than 10,000 years, but it has not been introduced to the underworld. As far as I know, thousands of years ago, the underworld sent a heavenly tribulation to the human world, and several great sages who were close to that time took advantage of that heavenly tribulation to descend on the human world once, and what they brought back was the ghost book "Netherworld". Because many places in the "Netherworld Book" are very similar to the "Ghost Sutra", so at that time, many ghost saints thought that those great sages brought back the scriptures of the "Ghost Sutra", the treasure of the ghost path, and soon after some pretenders joined forces to make trouble, and finally succeeded after a vicious battle that lasted for more than 2,000 years, but at that time they found that several great sages brought back the "Netherworld Book" instead of the "Ghost Sutra". Although it is not the "Ghost Scripture", the "Netherworld Book" has a great connection with the "Ghost Scripture" and is very useful to many ghost saints. And the Yin Aura cultivated in the "Netherworld" is also much purer than that cultivated by other exercises, and the power between the shots is also greater, so every ghost saint wants to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the "Netherworld", and at the same time covets the Yin Aura in the body of the ghost cultivator who cultivates this skill, so... This..."

Needless to say, the priest understands, this product is a purple kite, and they see it as rations.

But he had heard these words more than once, and that was not what he wanted to know.

The peachwood sword thrust into the ground again, and after another miserable howl, the Taoist priest said coldly: "You still have one chance, next time I will send you directly to the void." So, cherish the opportunity, say something I don't know, and give me a reason not to kill you. ”

The Thousand Mountains Ghost Saint was about to cry, and asked almost *, "Shangxian, what do you want to hear?"

The Taoist priest didn't answer, he made a gesture with a cold face, and the ghost saint of Qianshan hurriedly shouted to stop, and he couldn't guess the Taoist priest's intentions even after guessing, so he simply put his heart on the side, and directly told his life completely.

From the beginning of his awakening of his spiritual wisdom, to how to become a ghost cultivator, to how to come to the underworld, to how to cultivate to the current realm, in addition to the remnants of the dead souls of those yin spirits he swallowed, as well as all kinds of things in the underworld, and even all kinds of bizarre rumors and legends, in the end, there was really nothing to say, but the Taoist priest was still dissatisfied.

Seeing that the peachwood sword that frightened him was about to fall again, in a hurry, the spirit of the Thousand Mountains Ghost flashed, and he remembered another rumor.

"It is said that the "Netherworld" is the only clue to find the "Ghost Sutra", and there is also a key, the two can be found by combining the two, and then you can use the "Ghost Sutra" to control the supreme underworld!!"

The peachwood sword came to a halt close to the surface, and the mountain stones rolled down the grimace like a cold sweat, and the Thousand Mountains Ghost Saint tried his best to restrain himself from trembling, so as not to be touched by the tip of the wooden sword.

The Taoist priest's eyes changed several times, and then he asked in a cold voice, "Who did you listen to this? Why didn't the ghost saints I met before talk about it?"

"Back to Shangxian, I know very little about this rumor, and I also occasionally heard the Great Sage of Qiyun talk about it, the Great Sage of Qiyun was one of the great sages who came to the human world back then, if you can find him, you may be able to get the news you want!"

Putting away the peachwood sword, the Taoist priest asked, "Where is the Qi Yun you are talking about?"

"I don't know much about this, he doesn't have a fixed cave. However, he is usually in the west, so you may be able to run into him if you look for him. By the way, his ghost body is a shadow shrouded in countless bones, if you see a piece of the sky empty, and there are white bones below, the Eight Achievements are the Great Sage of Qiyun!"