Zhou Jiucheng was just a big gamble before the desperate situation.

He chose to surrender because he had no choice.

But when he saw everything clearly, all he saw was a temple floating in the aurora, and an endless barrenness, in which there were many ups and downs, and there was space for reclamation, as if there was nothing, but it seemed to have infinite possibilities.

The presence of strength and weakness in his soul at the moment made him feel very strange.

The shackles of lifespan have been broken, but he has also lost the body on which he depends, and has become an ownerless soul.

In terms of will, Zhou Jiucheng is powerful, but as a lonely soul, he has no true qi, no qi and blood, no spiritual root and mana, and so on, he needs to find the right direction and start from scratch.

Of course, if you do it again, the speed of cultivation will definitely be very fast.

Even though the practice of humans is not the same as that of ghosts, there are many similarities.

"I'm dead?"

"But I'm still there?" Zhou Jiucheng finally came to this seemingly boring conclusion at this time.

In the past, there had never been a soul in the Wilderness Realm that broke free from the body and existed in isolation.

Many powerful monks had the luxury of trying to understand the mysteries of life and death from the aurora, but in the end, they all returned to the aurora and became part of the infinite illusion.

"She... Is it really the Immortal?" Zhou Jiucheng only felt ridiculous, but he also had a kind of ecstasy.

As long as you live, there is hope.

Moreover, this peculiar experience made Zhou Jiucheng see more possibilities.

As long as he understands the secret, he believes that he can take his place.

Walking into a temple, Zhou Jiucheng looked up, and there were many evil ghosts depicted in the temple, and those sitting on top of the evil ghosts were Yin Cha, the Ghost King and Yan Jun.

On closer inspection, whether it is those hideous and vicious imps, or those wanton and arrogant ghost kings, or the serious, icy Yin Cha, and the majestic and majestic Yan Jun who suppresses hell, all of them imply a strange flow of auroras.

Carefully studying the trajectory of the aurora's flow, it is not difficult to find that these are actually different ghost cultivation methods.

Zhou Jiucheng's gaze locked on the most mysterious and sacred figure at the top of many Yan Jun.

It was almost a portrayal of the 'Hades' he had seen before.

On this portrait of Hades, there is also an aurora circulation.

The secrets that seem to belong to the Hades are so open and open.

This made Zhou Jiu suspicious.

But doubts were eventually defeated by ambition.

Since he wants to learn, of course, he is the strongest, Zhou Jiucheng began to study the trajectory of the aurora on the portrait of the Hades, trying to mobilize and absorb the energy that was abundant here, and complete the condensation of the ghost body.

In the yellow sand, Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin stood side by side.

"How do you feel?" Ye Chuxiao asked Duanmulin.

At this time, Duanmulin took off her disguise and reverted to a lively and playful appearance.

Although her appearance is a cold royal sister fan, she still exudes the fragrance of a young girl in her bones.

"It's weird, I feel like everything about him, I can call on him at any time, and I can even change his appearance and manipulate him like a puppet."

"However, I have to meet his needs for cultivation and keep giving Aurora, otherwise there will be some changes in him... It's weird, I need some time to take a closer look." Duanmulin jumped to her feet and said, obviously in a good mood.

….

Although her Aurora Hades Mansion is still empty, accepting the first artistic conception monk as a ghost pawn is a good start.

As for the ghost cultivation method in that temple, it was deliberately left by Ye Chuxiao who instructed Duanmulin to leave.

Just like Ye Chuxiao can share Duanmu Lin's cultivation, Duanmu Lin can also share the cultivation of the ghosts in the underworld.

[In view of the general environment,

And the more he cultivates the Hades method, the more powerful Duanmu Lin as the Hades King becomes.

Even if you choose to practice other methods, too

It is to increase the background of Duanmulin and increase the width of cultivation.

In other words, Ye Chuxiao can also use Duanmu Lin to rub these cultivation experiences.

It's a multi-tasking thing.

As for so many ghost cultivation methods, of course, they were sorted out and created by Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin in the past two years.

They are all extremely in line with the meaning of the aurora, and take the aurora as the core of the practice.

Without Ye Chuxiao's rich accumulation and Duanmulin's almost instinctive understanding of the aurora, he would not have been able to create such a method.

Therefore, even if it is also a ghost cultivation method, the ghost cultivation method in Duanmulin Aurora Hades is also quite special.

"This is normal, it's just you who is not recognized by the world, and if you want to maintain it, you have to pay the price."

"When there are more ghosts in your Hades, you can use Aurora as the core, condense currency, and then gradually form a complete social system through currency, the strong survive, the weak are eliminated, and the eliminated souls can still be transformed into all other existences in Aurora Hades. The current Hades may still be too monotonous and lack possibilities."

"Of course, Aurora Hades is equivalent to your personal world, and you can build it according to your ideas." Ye Chuxiao said.

He didn't completely reproduce the idea of the Netherworld in his memory to the Aurora Hades.

Since Duanmulin is an independent life, then Ye Chuxiao should give her enough freedom and respect where she needs to be given freedom and respect.

"This... I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it alone. I still want you to help me a little more!" Duanmulin scratched her head, and then laughed.

Ye Chuxiao rubbed her head and scattered the other party's neat hair.

Then stop before the other person gets angry.

"Of course, if you have any questions, just ask me." Ye Chuxiao said with a smile.

I have to say that the submission of Zhou Jiucheng is a good start.

"Who are we going to next?" Ye Chuxiao asked.

Duanmu Lin's gaze swept into the distance, and then said decisively, "Spring and Autumn Fu Holy Yin Moon Coin!"

"Good! Walking, but against a Fu Cultivation Grandmaster, we have to be more cautious and fully prepared. Maybe her direct combat power is not as good as Zhou Jiucheng, but the degree of difficulty must be several times that of Zhou Jiucheng." Ye Chuxiao admonished.

Duanmulin was a little depressed and said, "Do you have to be so troublesome every time?"

Ye Chuxiao still had a smile on his face: "No, it's not the early stage of entrepreneurship! It's inevitable that it will be a little harder, and when the stall is bigger, you can send out the task and let your subordinates help deal with it."

….

"I'm talking about Aurora Mansion, you can continue to study it if you find time!"

"As soon as the government leads, the Yin soldiers lead the way, the underworld opens the door, and thousands of monks rush in, isn't it wonderful! Wonderful!"

Aurora Hades, for the Wilderness Fighting Realm, must be like a groundbreaking existence.

It's just that now, the reputation is not obvious, and the power of the two is not strong enough.

When the team grew, the underworld stabilized, and the reputation gradually spread.

You don't have to visit them one by one.

When the time comes, some of the old monks who are about to die will take the initiative to come to the door and beg to be accepted.

"Okay! I'm looking forward to this day!" Duanmulin began to be full of energy.

In the next six months, Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin fought for 30,000 miles.

There have been old sword god Zhou Jiucheng, Spring and Autumn Fu Shengyin Yuemei, Great Chu Soldier Jialiang Shigu, Baiyue Dragon Monk Xingqing, Wushuang Array Road Crazy Song, etc., who were once popular in an era and enjoyed an era's artistic conception great monks, who were subdued by them and sent to the Aurora Hades.

At the same time, the name of Hades is also quietly spreading in the wilderness world.

It's just that the rumors are in the wind, and they gradually change their appearance.

In the rumors circulating in the outside world, Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin seem to have incarnated into the black and white impermanence of seeking their lives and seducing souls.

They pick on the old and frail old cultivators

The purpose of the soldiers is to extract their last spiritual power and will, and cultivate a magic skill that shocks the past and the present.

Whether it was an upright monk or an evil monk, people began to panic for a while.

Many monks from high-ranking families and famous mountain factions even formed an alliance, searching for the whereabouts of Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin all over the mountains, wanting to besiege and kill them.

Black clouds overwhelmed the city, but the white snow turned into a bridge, communicating heaven and earth, and shrouding everything in a plain white color.

Ye Chuxiao held an oil-paper umbrella and stood side by side with Duanmulin.

Ye Chuxiao was dressed in a dark color, but Duanmulin was just snow-white.

The two of them stood together in the snow, just like the rumor... Black and white are impermanent.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the black clouds were getting lower and lower.

The sky seemed to be completely dark.

Vaguely, it seems to be seen that on the goose feathers and snow, what is imprinted is actually a series of delicate and delicate talismans.

Borrowing the celestial talisman from heaven is a means only available to the master of the Fu Dao.

Often, the artistic conception Fu Xiu may not be a Fu Dao Grandmaster, but the Fu Dao Grandmaster must be an artistic conception monk.

The sky, the earth, the snow, the city.

There are also lone geese in the distance, and there are still remnants of bonfires that have not completely extinguished the smoke in the distance.

Everything is like a painting, and it's like a array.

When Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin walked into this picture scroll, they also entered the formation.

When the formation reaches the extreme, it is like a picture scroll, as if the three-dimensional world has been compressed into two dimensions.

The more powerful the formation, the simpler it is in nature.

Because of the complexity of the array, there are multiple solutions.

In simple arrays, the solution is often unique.

At this time, the world in Ye Chuxiao's eyes was gradually turning into black and white.

The monotonous tones are the appearance, and the reality that reflects is that the rules in the entire space have been almost exhausted, leaving only two simple rules.

….

And in this simple rule, even if the formation doesn't do anything, it won't give any killing opportunities.

This simplicity alone is enough to kill all things.

"Since they're all here, don't sneak around!"

"It's hard to block us, and if we don't show up in the front, it's rare to get this stage." Ye Chuxiao said while holding an oil-paper umbrella that had completely turned white.

At this time, Ye Chuxiao seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, he was already in a state of full alert.

Because of his cultivation with Duanmu Lin, the spirit that has become particularly powerful is being released, quietly blending into the surrounding environment, simulating the realm of the artistic conception monk, and building a battle environment that is favorable to him.

In terms of accumulation, comprehension, etc., Ye Chuxiao has long been qualified to break into the artistic conception.

The reason why he has not yet broken through is precisely because he knows too much, knows too much, and accumulates too much.

So much so that it is difficult to empty the mind and twist everything into one.

So, he needs a fight, a fight that is enough to push him to the limit.

This trap against him and Duanmulin, he took the initiative to step in.

Of course, Ye Chuxiao basically doesn't do things that he is not sure of.

Duanmulin is the one in charge.

For half a year, the supply of Aurora was almost completely open.

The monks who were included in the Aurora Hades Mansion have more or less recovered some of the cultivation they had when they were humans.

If it really comes to a critical time, you can release them all and create opportunities.

Or even simply say it and resolve the crisis.

"Hmph, the two demons of the underworld, since we have blocked you today, it is when you are full of evil." A voice came out.

The cold sound echoed in the endless snowflakes.

Then, under the kneading of the wind and snow, a figure took shape in the snow.

He has snow-white hair, snow-white eyebrows, and a snow-white face

and snow-white clothes.

He's a snowman.

Although it is a snowman, it should not be underestimated.

Dozens of feet away, the snowman stretched out his hand and pushed towards Ye Chuxiao.

The palm of the hand flew out of the wrist, and under the blessing of the wind and snow, the palm became bigger and bigger, almost occupying all the sight, and it had the feeling of covering the heavens and the earth.

Ye Chuxiao only felt that the air around him had dropped several degrees in an instant.

Originally, it was exhaled into fog, but now it is exhaled and melted into ice.

And the trouble is that in this black and white world, all colors are not allowed to exist.

If Ye Chuxiao wanted to make a move, he could only use the power of those cold and cold attributes to correspond to the black and white here.

And such a power, for the snowman, not only can not constitute harm.

Instead, it will make it stronger.

It's because of the snowman that it's not a real person.

It's just a unique puppet condensed by the Flying Snow Talisman, so it's more like an elf in the wind and snow, and it can merge with everything cold and unscrupulous.

Sometimes, puppets have advantages that living people don't have.

Ye Chuxiao pressed the knife with one hand, the tip of the knife was downward, and it slashed across the ground.

In the other hand, he was still holding an umbrella without the slightest wavering.

The tip of the knife sliced through the ground, as if a new possibility had been slashed.

Pale flames jumped on the tip of Ye Chuxiao's knife.

The color of this fire is pure white.

And it's hot enough to scorch the scroll.

"Domain?"

"With the realm of wisdom, but the realm of exertion of the realm, no wonder you have been able to succeed in repeated sneak attacks, it turns out that you rely on this." The voice that echoed between heaven and earth seemed to carry a kind of arrogance looking down.

Even if Ye Chuxiao used the pale and domineering pure white fire, it still didn't make these people who ambushed Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin feel vigilant.

On the contrary, Ye Chuxiao failed to dye the color on this black-and-white painting scroll, which made them feel at ease.

Fight according to the rules they set, and no matter how hard they struggle, they will still be buried.

The pale fire met the ever-enlarged snowman hand.

The flames melted the snowman's giant hand, and black rain fell from the sky, like ink, rendering the ground under Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin's feet.

In an instant, the mighty river has converged and formed.

The black tide, with the power of corrosion and engulfment, swept in.

It's like cleaning everything.

Waste paper bridge