"I don't know what is so powerful in this Demon Sect? Can Senior Brother Huang explain a thing or two to the younger brother?" It happened that there was a well-informed master Huang Shan, and he also took the opportunity to learn more about the situation.

"Although this demon sect doesn't have much contact with us, mainly because of the contact with the masters of the Qi refining period, I know more because of the teacher's care. You're asking the right person. After messing with Lin Xin for a while, Huang Yi also had the meaning of friendship, so he explained.

The little brother listened attentively. Lin Xin hurriedly said. Not only him, but the two disciples on the hospital bed who were closer to him also quietly pricked up their ears and prepared to listen to him.

Seeing that there were so many listeners, Huang Shan was also quite interested.

"The Demon Sect is the most powerful in total, and the three sects we are most familiar with, one is the Northern Xuanye Sect, and the other is the Southern Vermilion Bird Holy Court. Third, it is an empty sword hole. ”

"What about the Qingluo Tantra?" Lin Xin couldn't help but ask, the Qingluo Sect that he had met in Red Pine City and was involved with his own family.

"Qingluo Tantra is just a small neutral sect that has only recently emerged. It seems that it has only been established for hundreds of years, and the heritage is general. Huang Shirt is really knowledgeable, and commented casually.

"In this world, ghosts are rampant, and demons are rampant. In the entire land of hell, the area occupied by my righteous path is only less than one-tenth of the area occupied by the demonic path. It can be said that the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high. ”

"The land of hell?" Lin Xin heard this for the first time.

"Yes. Huang Shirt affirmed. "The land is vast and infinite, I don't know who came up with this name in ancient times, but anyway, we all spread it like this. ”

"Are there any myths and legends about the land of hell?" Lin Xin asked with a deep groan.

"Myths and legends?" Huang Shirt didn't expect him to ask.

"Hey, speaking of which, I'm the best. A fat woman in a nearby hospital bed interjected. "Two senior brothers, little sister Xue Xiaoyan. Since childhood, his family has been wealthy, he likes books, and he has collected all kinds of books such as legends, myths, and immortals, and read them all night, which can be regarded as a bachelor!"

"Oh, Senior Sister Xue also came to nag and nag. Lin Xin was interested, but the yellow shirt was a little reserved to maintain a master. There is no interface.

Unlike modern people like Lin Xin, who have a weak sense of hierarchy, they have a very strong concept of hierarchy, not a level, and basically disdain to talk to them.

The yellow shirt held his own identity and kept silent for the time being.

Xue Xiaoyan began to talk carefully about the myths she had seen.

"I tried to read through the history books and myths, but unfortunately I couldn't collect many book records, and I could only get the circulation of the four realms around me. ”

"According to legend, the earth of my underworld is perennially yin and dark. No humans, no monsters. Only countless strange and strange beings are rampant. Suddenly, one day, the earth shook, and an incomparably large meteor flew out of the sky, smashed into the ground, and the ground did not know that an unfathomable crack had opened. Then, a stream of pure condensed pure yang spring water gushed out from the ground. ”

"Pure Yang Spring Water? This is a little more reliable. The yellow shirt nodded slightly.

Xue Xiaoyan smiled and continued.

"This spring. It is the immortal water that people in our cultivation and qi practice rely on. Immortal water can resist the qi of the underworld and form a yang membrane. Shelters a certain range of life in the vicinity. Under the harmony of yin and yang, many lives gradually appeared, one of which is our ancestors, people. ”

"You've got some insight. Huang Shirt commented casually.

Xue Xiaoyan smiled and continued.

"Legend has it that under hell, there are countless strange realms. All kinds of mysterious races, evil gods, demons, yin beasts, and so on have many unimaginable existences. There is a sage Peng Shuzi guessing. Our earth exists in an incomparably deep and vast abyss, and the abyss slowly rotates, absorbing and merging into countless things. Become part of the expanding hell. So theoretically, hell is infinite and expands at any time. ”

"There's another way of saying it. The yellow shirt said. "The blue dragon of the sky, the black tiger of the earth, it is rumored that our world is made up of the sky dragon, the green dragon, and the earth tiger, the black tiger, fighting together, tearing apart the yin qi, and opening up the yang spring. In the back, the green dragon and the black tiger were both destroyed, the dragon's eye turned into the sun and the moon, and the tiger's blood turned into many of our creatures. ”

"I've heard that before. Xue Xiaoyan was also interested and began to talk to Huang Shan. "But I think there is another myth that is more believable, the battle between the Eight-Armed Demon Ancestor and the Evil God of Guziba."

Lin Xin listened quietly on the side, these were all things he had not been exposed to before, after all, the place in Red Pine City was too small and too remote. He abandoned his studies halfway and went to practice martial arts, and he was even worse in literature and history.

After listening to it for more than half an hour, he barely understood the world he had come to.

The people here live in a land called Hashifu, the sect guards the immortal water and yang spring, and relies on the yang energy emitted by the yang spring to protect the human race from reproduction. Ghosts and demons, strange and mysterious phenomena emerge in an endless stream, and there are even some ancient evil gods and incomparably evil existences sleeping in them. In addition, there are many incomprehensible areas besides the ghosts.

And in this world, the only thing that can protect the human race is Yangquan fairy water. This is also the foundation of the cultivation of the major sects.

There are large and small Xianshui Yang Springs, and the area protected by the yang membrane is naturally wide and narrow.

The sects that occupy the immortal water have the right path, the demon path, and the scattered cultivation, because the Yangquan immortal water is fragmented, and there is no law in the dispersion of the underworld.

So when you look at it, the whole hell is like a huge black cloth, with white patches scattered on it, some large and some small. It's Yangquan.

And these patches are also called the yang world by qi practitioners. It means the gap between the yang springs in the underworld.

However, even with the protection of the Yang Spring, there are still many vicious and evil beings and phenomena that emerge and invade the Yang Realm, so in order to resist these threats, people have begun to seek various cultivation methods to strengthen themselves. One of them is the method of practicing qi that the four sects have adopted.

Collect the qi of heaven and earth, accommodate yourself, and strengthen yourself with the essence of heaven and earth, and you can reach an incredible situation. It's for Qi training.

There are also monks who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Don't ask about the world, the powerful call themselves real people.

There are also alien creatures who are born strong, cultivate positive results, form their own race, and occupy the land of Yangquan as commander. Self-proclaimed Demon King.

The earth of hell is vast and immense. There are countless powerful people. With the knowledge of just four sects, there is no end in sight.

Along the way, the boat went down the river and headed towards the Sword Sect Sect, for several days in a row, Lin Xindu and the two of them talked freely, Xiao Lingling woke up, and was also weak and listened silently on the side, only looking at Lin Xinshi from time to time. The tenderness in his eyes is particularly obvious.

On the fourth day, the oppressive realm of dark clouds was already out. The sun is shining and the temperature is pleasant.

Lin Xin and the four of them had just finished wiping their bodies after being served by the maids. Re-medicated and lay down on the second floor of the attic of the ship, facing the warm river breeze, eating the side dishes and braised venison that was delivered, and drinking a little medicinal tea that nourished blood and qi.

"It should be almost in the territory of the sect. The yellow shirt took a sip of tea comfortably, making his body crooked, and more sunlight.

"Look over there!" Xue Xiaoyan was already familiar with a few people. At this time, he pointed to the sky outside the attic window and whispered.

Lin Xin was eating braised pork and looked up.

A blue sky. A row of small white dots was slowly flying towards the distant sky.

The white dots are lined up in white lines, and you can faintly see the white-clothed people sitting on a huge long sword.

Lin Xin looked at the row of sword cultivation masters who flew into the distance, and there was a faint feeling in his heart that he had seen an airplane before.

It's like he's used to like to do it, looking up at the sky and watching the white plane slowly fly off into the distance with its lights flashing.

The white line moved slowly until the tea was almost cold. It slowly disappeared into the distant sky, invisible.

Several people did not speak, and even the subordinates waiting on the side showed yearning in their eyes.

"It's the Sect Foundation Elder," Huang Yi sighed. "We are cultivators, with a sword in our hands, and everything we want and think is nothing more than that. ”

"Elder Zhuji," Xue Xiaoyan was also very emotional.

Lin Xin was just silent.

"Senior Brother Lin. You are a well-deserved genius, this time the trial came out safely, and you will definitely be able to go further. Huang Shirt turned around and said, "Maybe it won't be long before the junior brother can catch up with me." Perhaps, building a foundation is not without hope. ”

"Senior brother praised it. Lin Xin shook his head, he knew his own business, and now except for a few people who knew the inside story, almost everyone else regarded him as a genius.

Thought he would soon be able to soar into the sky.

But only he knows how difficult it is for him to be promoted.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously pinched the other four demon talismans in his arms.

This is perhaps the most critical expectation for his promotion.

If the ability to learn skills is to enable him to have strong actual combat ability, then the attribute points that this demon rune can provide are what he can really rely on.

"The demon talisman that night, after using it, disappeared directly, it seems that this thing is also a consumable. These four pieces have to collect the same thing before they are used. Lin Xin was thinking about it.

"Senior Brother Lin. Huang Shan turned his head and said a few words to Xue Xiaoyan just now, and then looked at Xiao Lingling, who had been looking at Lin Xin with a smile and affection, "You have entered the innate now, you can pick a time to go home and have a look." ”

He suggested.

"Back to the family?" Lin Xin followed his eyes and looked at Xiao Lingling, who suddenly blushed, don't look over his head and dare not look into his eyes.

"You also know what Senior Sister Xiao is doing to you. Huang Shirt smiled and said, "You have to think about this carefully." A girl's family, during your coma, must have done everything for you, if you don't give her a name"

"Senior Brother Huang!" Xiao Lingling suddenly couldn't listen anymore, and buried herself in the quilt to be an ostrich.

Lin Xin is also a little ashamed, he also thinks of this now, he has been in a coma for three days, and his body is still clean when he wakes up, you can imagine how Xiao Lingling couldn't help but take care of him with shame after eating, drinking, and Lazar.

Xue Xiaoyan laughed on the side, and reached out to tease Xiao Lingling, she can only be regarded as relatively equal when she is with Xiao Lingling, both of them are one-layer cultivation. Being able to go up to the second floor of this attic to rest is also stained with yellow shirts and Lin Xinguang.

Lin Xin's face calmed down.

"I'll arrange this. Give Lingling a satisfactory answer. ”

"It's good that you know. The yellow shirt nodded. (To be continued......)