The human underworld is vast and boundless, far beyond the human realm.

Ding Lingwei showed his true appearance, a vast and continuous clear air swirled, sometimes forming clouds, shaped like a white crane, lifelike.

This breath is pure and smart, full of vitality and continuous.

Along the way, the passing ghosts and gods avoided each other, so as not to bump into this huge mountain range that seemed to stretch for hundreds of miles, and was composed of pure qi.

This is Ding Lingwei's true appearance, which is a behemoth and clear air.

Since he cultivated the Immortal Dao, he is no longer a human body, but takes this pure and pure qi as the reality itself.

In the human realm, when He appeared as a white crane and a human body, he was inevitably restrained, but at the junction between the netherworld and the human world, he could stretch freely.

Just as the "mountain range" composed of this pure qi entity continued to strive to descend towards the netherworld with a mighty momentum, a little purple qi wrapped in flames, like a meteor, caught up with him.

In front of Ding Lingwei, the flames disappeared, and it turned out to be a scroll, which slowly stretched out in front of him, and a line of gilded deficits floated out of it, all of which were divine texts, each with its own magic, and people who were not in the immortal path could not interpret it.

After Ding Lingwei read it, this talisman scroll collapsed on the spot, turned into a little special vitality, and was unceremoniously swallowed by Ding Lingwei.

"The hour is running out········"

With this in mind, he dragged his long tail flame like a comet, speeding towards the Netherworld.

It was a vision produced by the collision and friction of Ding Lingwei's own pure pure qi and the turbid qi in the netherworld, the immortal path is precious to the light spiritual qi, and the yang harmony is the treasure, which is incompatible with the netherworld, at least for a heavenly immortal like Ding Lingwei.

Getting closer and closer, the Netherworld can already be seen from here.

The Netherworld floats in a chaotic landscape, outlined like a leaf, not a celestial sphere, but layers upon layers of sandwich cakes stacked like paper, a continent.

In the underworld, the underworld is divided into many layers, and since the opening of heaven and earth, it has been increasing, and with the passage of time, it has gradually formed such a behemoth.

After the death of the living soul in the human world, the heavenly soul returns to the sky, and the earth soul returns to the earth, and this life soul will fall into the shallow underworld after passing the netherworld road and the ghost gate, and then because of the past experience, it will either go to the ghost country corresponding to the Yangshi Dynasty, or the divine domain of a certain ghost, or the village of a certain family in the underworld········ Those who don't have any traction will directly land in a random field on the Underworld Continent.

And Ding Lingwei's target is an inconspicuous corner of the shallow underworld.

When Ding Lingwei approached the border of the Netherworld, he retracted, turned into a little spark, and flew down, throwing himself into a certain layer of underworld below.

The underworld, where the dragon qi pillar of the Liao Kingdom is located.

Thirteen ghosts and gods dressed in light and flames, wearing the court clothes that held the great position before their deaths, all looked solemn.

"The lords of dragon qi in the past dynasties, a total of twenty-five, thirteen meritorious ones, the dragon vein of the Great Liao National Fortune! I am equal to this, praying for the dragon vein, separating a number of qi, shaping the hidden dragon, hoping to rejuvenate the Great Liao. ”

After praying in unison, they bowed one by one and walked into the pillars of light in mid-air.

Because he was the lord of the dragon vein of the Liao Kingdom, he was not ostracized.

The heavenly pillar connects the sky to the ground, runs through yin and yang, and is composed of dragon energy, declaring orthodoxy.

Here, they can see the changes in the number of people in the yang world.

A vast land, a gray patch, where there are villages and dwellings, there is a thin white gas shrouded, and above the city is in terms of prosperity, each with a little red cloud, only the imperial capital with yellow cloud, the rest of the city is mostly red and white.

"Da Liao is not as rich as before, and in the past, there was always a little yellow gas on the state capital········"

There is a generation of lords who sigh.

Continue to observe, in the territory of Liao, there are many places with a climate, faintly showing extraordinary weather, there are lions, jackals, tigers and leopards·········

They are all humane digital incarnations, manifesting here, grinning at the central pillar with bad intentions.

"There are jackals, tigers and leopards everywhere, and the qi number split is just around the corner."

The central pillar of heaven is very different from the pillar of the underworld where they are located, with a dragon hovering on it, and it can be seen that it is a red dragon, whose mouth is written in Danshu, symbolizing the orthodoxy of the mandate of heaven.

The thirteen of them looked at it for a moment, and the dragon flicked its tail in its dying breath, beating the black air outside the pillar.

"This is the means of the national teacher, to practice with dragon qi, to transfer disasters and grievances to the hundred officials, and I will wait for the descendants who are not able to divert the anger of the people for him, and after death, I will not even have the opportunity to come to the ghost country, I am afraid that I will fall into hell and suffer···········"

Just as the Founding Lord was commenting, the black qi that climbed all over the heavenly pillars suddenly broke, shattered, and disappeared, and then collapsed from the bottom up, little by little.

"That ghost is dead?"

The thirteen lords were all a little baffled.

With the body of a ghost and god, he cultivated a Shinto Dharma body, and in their eyes, the big man suddenly died violently?

But the number of qi does not deceive people, they observe in the heavenly pillar, and they can see the changes in the growth and decline of the qi in the territory of Liao.

"Tianzhu can only look at the approximate changes in the number of humane qi, which is inevitably negligent for individuals, not to mention that when it comes to those with great supernatural powers, we don't have to find out the bottom of it."

Yin and yang are separated, and there is really nothing that can be done.

For example, a hundred years ago, the foreign relatives were powerful, and they almost usurped the throne for a while, and half of the country fell into the hands of foreigners···········

They almost gritted their teeth in hatred in the Underworld············

Still, they had to watch from the sidelines, but they were powerless to intervene.

For another example, ten years ago, the ghost god who suddenly appeared, confused the lord of the country, was named a national teacher, and openly stole the dragon qi, and they were also powerless.

In the end, they are all dead people, ghosts of the underworld, and no longer living people, and they are not qualified to take care of the affairs of the living.

"Anyway, it's a good thing in the end, without that national teacher, you don't have to worry about interfering with our plans. It's just ······· When the national teacher was there, he could barely maintain the central government, but now that he suddenly fell, I am afraid that the central center is unstable, and the heavenly pillar may not be able to maintain it. ”

The twentieth generation lord of Daliao was first surprised, then hesitated a little, and thought of the consequences.

Then, right in front of their eyes, the pillar of heaven, which was already a little crumbling, began to tilt·············

"It's not good, the pillar of heaven is going to fall!"

They exhaled together, and they exhaled together, urging the Heavenly Pillar of the Yin World to feed the dragon qi back to the Yang World.

Finally, the pillar of heaven was held, but it was a big part shorter, and the clouds that escaped were fluttering, and most of them were divided by the surrounding jackals, tigers and leopards, etc., and only scattered into the people.

However, the price of doing so was that the dragon qi heavenly pillar above the Underworld Ghost Country had shrunk by thirty percent.

This part of the dragon qi was sent to the Yang World just now, but unfortunately most of it dissipated halfway.

"In the underworld, my Daliao foundation is insufficient, and the accumulation of just three hundred years has already consumed thirty percent of this time."

The Founding Lord said in a deep voice.

"I can't wait any longer, now I will split the number of qi, select the hidden dragon in the clan, and let the dragon qi choose the master by itself, I believe that the wise and virtuous master will be elected."

The will of the thirteen past sage lords can affect the Yang World Dragon Qi to a certain extent.

As they prayed together, the dragon's aura gradually changed.

Yangshi, the capital of Liao, on a weak pillar of heaven, the aging red dragon opened its eyes and seemed to be woken up.

It moved dissatisfiedly, looked around, and then, exhaling wisps of yellow cloud, condensed into a few tiny beads, and threw them downward, not knowing where to go.

After doing all this, it struggled again, spit out a red cloud, and disappeared into the air, where it was gone.

Several times in succession, by the end, the cloud qi he spit out had thinned so thin that only half red and half white remained.

Eventually, the old dragon retracted into the pillar, as if he had collapsed, exhausted.

The underworld, inside the pillar of heaven.

When the lords of the country opened their eyes, they were also tired, and the light and flames that were originally filled with their bodies were a little uncertain, and the heavenly pillar of the Netherworld Ghost Country was only the last small section.

"It's done, three big and one small four dragon balls, when they can create three hidden dragons, the remaining qi has been dispersed into the children of the clan, if there is a coincidence, there are also one or two dragons to count on. If all the three hidden dragons die, the residual dragon qi will be transferred to the remnants, so that nothing will be found. ”

"The number of humane qi is precious to purple, the second is cyan, yellow is auspicious, red is second, white is secondary, gray is not subject to king, black is ominous, this is the number of humane qi, immortals, gods and monsters and so on do not enter here. After all, my Da Liao still has a lack of foundation, if there is a purple qi, I am afraid that in a short period of time, I can create a dragon that has become a climate. ”

"Forcibly using the fortune accumulated in the ghost country to transform it into the Yang world, and losing more than half of it, is really ··········· Don't say that purple gas, that is, yellow gas, are a little unbearable. ”

Several lords argued.

Transferring the amount of qi from here to the Yang World has already lost more than half, and then creating a hidden dragon with great luck is another massive expenditure.

Unless you don't want to live anymore and smash all the dragon qi of the ghost country into it, you have to say these words.

In the underworld, above the pillars of heaven, a little spark swirls around.

Just when the sage lord of the ghost country was using the dragon qi to fill the foundation of the Yang world, this spark was in the middle of the road, eroding a small hole in the interior of the heavenly pillar that was connected by the two worlds of yin and yang.

A large amount of red, yellow, and white clouds leaked from it, and even a piece of green gas was occasionally seen in it.

This Martian seed swallowed more than 30% of the cloud qi in total, almost half of which was sent to the Yang World to shape the Hidden Dragon's great fortune.

In the end, he filled in the loopholes satisfactorily and left the underworld.

Between the two worlds of yin and yang, Mars regained Ding Lingwei's appearance.

His whole body is composed of pure qi, radiating immortal light all over his body, and he holds a large cloud qi in his hand, about a hundred or ten acres, most of which are white qi, a small amount of red and yellow qi, and the green qi is just a little silk thread in the shape of ups and downs.

"The lord of the Liao State is faint, and the descendants of my Ding family have been loyal and good for generations, but they are so dilapidated, even if the dragon vein of the Liao Kingdom is also half responsible. This account must also be expressed, and the poor Dao will take half of the qi of your sect's hidden dragon, and give my old Ding family as compensation, if you are not satisfied, you can go to the letter heaven to find me Ding Lingwei. ”

"I am now appointed as the right attendant of the Shenxiao Jade Mansion, and I will soon go to heaven to take up my post."

There was a faint image in this cloud, a dragon, roaring, but with a little fear.

Ding Lingwei smiled slightly, and then broke it up.

The 100 acres of clouds were in front of him, and they were sacrificed by him, turning from white to red, and then from red to yellow, and from yellow to green·······

Every time it is transformed, the clouds are condensed and condensed, and the volume is reduced by more than a hundred times, which is diffused to cover a total area of more than 100 acres, and finally the cyan clouds that are more than ten feet round above and below are like umbrella covers, which can cover a small pavilion.

"In this way, it's almost the same, with this qi number to protect me, I think that as long as the future life is not too stupid, how can my Ding family prosper."

After speaking, the umbrella frame formed by the cyan cloud disappeared.

Ding Lingwei's body is vertical, a fairy gate opens in front of him, fairy music plays, and Tongtian Avenue is in front of him.

In the light, two rows of immortals could be faintly seen bowing down to greet them.

"Congratulations to the ·········· Immortal Monarch on the throne"

The new Shenxiao Jade Mansion was in the right attendant, stepped into it, the immortal gate closed, and disappeared again.

Maolin Mansion City, in the courtyard of a residential house.

In front of the window, the young man reading by candle suddenly raised his head.

"What does it look like there's on you?"

He looked strangely, and then searched the surrounding tiles.

A cyan color suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and he felt as if there was an extra layer of clothes on his body.

I obviously felt that something was more, but I just couldn't find it.

Just as he couldn't see, a large cyan cloud, forming an umbrella cover, hung down with silk, shrouding the room centered on him.

"Ding Dang, is the morning class over? The rice porridge has been boiled! ”

A female voice sounded, it was my sister's voice.

"It's coming!"

Letting go of this doubt, Ding Dang put down the book and ran out.

The Ding family sisters and brothers have moved out of the Water Mansion and arrived in Maolin Mansion City.

The goddess of Xianxi did a good job to the end, gave them the passage money, and gave them a lot of useful objects, including some gold beads and jewelry, and even tried to buy back a property of the Ding family, which was located in Fucheng.

They have been living here for more than two months.